FEAR U[niversity] (Robin)

[EVANNA NATALIE ARRYN]

She didn't understand how kids got themselves into this stuff, but then again, kids were stupid. It had been a huge story on the news, and it was still two months til Halloween. Nonetheless, a frat house wanted to make a 'scary' welcome back party to all of their peers, and probably pick up freshmen girls so they could break their hearts. Needless to say, the party didn't go to plan and everybody died, not one survivor and the stories were all over the place. Evanna knew better though, this had supernatural written all over the place.

Hopefully though, the only company that she would be making would be the kind she could kill. The story was big, so there was the chance that another hunter may show up, but Evanna hoped not. She didn't work well with others, it was just her personalty. After all, she wasn't standing around trying to make friends with people and she didn't need to babysit anybody either. It only made everything more dangerous, having to look out for another life besides your own, and it was even worse if they had no concept of defending themselves against the supernatural. It was safe to say that Evanna Arryn was hardly a people person.

Pulling her camero up along the street, the school almost looked like a ghost town. There were a few students about, but none dared to cross the lawn of the building or to even walk past it on the right side of the road. Even at dusk, her car was earning her looks though, and it only made her sigh. In this era, she supposed a 2011 model would be old, hell, even she thought it was old, but at least she wasn't driving the trash around like some of those others did with their cars from the 60's, 70's, and 80's. Now those were the eye sores, and made standing out even worse than her car.

Evanna just sat in her car for a moment, eying the campus security as they cruised on by in their little cars, making sure no students would dare to enter the forbidden building. She didn't think they had to worry though, too many people died in there, and just recently too, nobody was thinking about entering on their on free will, except for herself. The moment campus security past her and were out of her review mirror did Evanna finally get out of the car and pop her trunk. Pulling out her keys, she reached into the small opening that her trunk had allowed and released the lock and chain, allowing it to fully open.

Grabbing a duffel bag, she carefully selected what she thought she might need and threw them into the duffel bag before grabbing a flash light and shutting the trunk. Swinging it over her shoulder, Evanna glanced up at the house one last time before heading down the walkway and around the back of it. There was crime scene tape everywhere, but that didn't stop her, it never stopped any hunter. Popping the lock, she pushed the door open now and walked inside. Even with the bodies gone, it still looked like a murder scene. As ever, a frown was resting on her face as she started to move through the house, her flash light guiding the way.

It wasn't long before she heard a sound though causing her to stop dead in her tracks. Throwing her back on the floor, she quickly unzipped and grabbed her shotgun, loading it up quickly with rock salt before glancing up, glaring at the corner and waited to see if anything would come around it.

[robin]

Robin had heard around the latest town he was in, about some massacre that had happened in one of the frat dorms of the university. It made a pretty big story and being the media, they had hyped it up, some frat boys wanting to make a scary welcome for the other students, probably in hopes of scoring as well. Robin knew what they were like he couldn’t say the same for him, that wasn’t his, style he thought he was more romantic then those frat houses. The teenager wasn’t sure what help he’d be able to be, and was still trying to get his head around all of the crazy of what he has witnessed, Robin hasn’t witnessed much though it’s enough for someone to throw him into the crazy house.

Still the teenager couldn’t be any more frightened as to what he was about to do, sure he was pretty much an adult and could take care of himself, he was seventeen after all. Still just the way how the press presented this massacre sent shivers up Robin’s spine, this was probably why he was still seated in the Jag, almost as it wasn’t possible for the teenager to exit his prized possession. As Robin sat there hands on the steering wheel facing the university, and staring at the frat house noticing how the few students he saw seemed to steer clear of the frat house anyway they could. The teenager didn’t blame them as he would probably do the same thing if he studied at this university; still Robin knew that he had to try, if only to make sure that nothing happened to anyone else just like his father.

The teenager was use to the looks that he got for driving around in such an old car, albeit he wouldn’t even think about trading it in for a newer car, because even though the Jag was way behind in terms of being in the year 2012, it was Robin’s most prized possession and he was determined to make sure that nothing ever happened to it, besides John would have his head if something ever happened to the car. Robin had just learnt to smile and wave as the occasional person stared at the Jag, some with improvement and others not so much. The teenager then noticed a 2011 model camero pull up not to far ahead of him, and noticed how she retrieved a duffel bag from her trunk, and Robin had to wonder if this chick was here for the same reason as him, but quickly dismissing it.

The teenager had to wait for the campus security to drive past him, and by that time Evanna was already making her way across campus and to the taped of frat house. Finally managing to exit the Jag which probably had something to do with not letting some chick out-do him in term or bravery, Robin grabbed his camcorder and headed toward the university. He was lucky because he managed to look as if he was just one of the university students, so he was able to blend in as the teenager made his way to the taped of frat house. ‘Crap!’ Robin silently cursed as he had forgotten his flashlight that he had left back in the Jag, hoping that the frat house wouldn’t be to dark the teenager tried the handle finding that it was locked. ‘their always locked’ Robin had a silently joked as the teenager went to work picking the lock, this also meant that, that girl he had saw must have found another way in.

The lock-picking took longer then Robin wanted it to, but that was only because he hadn’t had much practice picking locks and was sure he would get better at it. The teenager turned on his camcorder as he stepped into the frat house, “o.k. so I’ve made my first steps inside the crime scene, and it’s obvious that something nasty went down here.” The teenager spoke as he pointed the lens at himself, before surveying the frat house with the camcorder, his voice whisper like. It hadn’t been long before Robin heard a noise, and not going to lie made the teenager jump slightly, so turning in the direction where he had heard the sound coming from, Robin began to turn the corner still completely unaware that Evanna had a shotgun aimed at the corner that the teenager was about to round.

Oufit, cos I'm to lazy and tired to make one.

[EVANNA NATALIE ARRYN]

Evanna did nothing but stand still, waiting and listening. She was certain that nobody had followed her, she was certain that she had been on her own. Not to mention, she would have thought that nobody would have been stupid enough to come into a frat house where mass murder had happened. She of course, being the exception to that rule, just like any hunter. Eyes narrowed as she stared at the corner, the foot steps growing louder and she pulled the shot gun back in between the meeting place for her two points, her finger resting on the trigger. Although, she felt like if this had been a threat, it might have been a little more on the quieter side for a sneak attack.

As somebody rounded around the corner, she moved the barrel a few inches to the left and pulled the trigger. The salt blast cracked into a wall, signalling a warning but she was quick to meet whoever it was and she had a bit of a surprise, "You've got to be kidding me," she said flatly, staring at the teenager. Already, Evanna felt her 'bitch' face coming into play as she just stared at the new intruder before her gaze moved to the camcorder in his hand, her annoyance growing even more. She had just wasted a round on a fucking wannabe hunter. Besides, she did not have time for babysitting.

Flashing her light in his face, she finally spoke, "Kid, I don't know who the hell you are or what you plan on doing here, but you need to get out of here." Teenagers were stupid, she didn't get what this sort of high was about, truth or dare. At least, she assumed that was it, or maybe he really was a wannabe hunter. Ghost Facers or whatever, that show had gotten a cult and grew over time. While she was certain the originals were old, they had developed their own spawn and fan base that decided to go after. Evanna had never been a fan, they got in the way of hunts and they were just more innocent people who were looking for trouble.

Her patience was wearing down thin though, before it could even get started. She didn't have time for this, so without even waiting for an answer from the guy, she moved forward and grabbed his arm, "Let's get you out of here, shall we?" Evanna asked now. With her flashlight leading the way, she pulled her captive along back towards the door. It was actually open, and a sigh just escaped her. Although, no sooner did that happen, it shut itself automatically, and Evanna heard the lock turn itself. She shined the flashlight on the door, frowning and then glanced around.

"Well, something tells me that we're not getting you out that way..." she muttered now, although, more importantly, it sounded like she was going to be stuck with him until they got out period.

[robin]

Robin crept as best he could toward the corner where he had heard the noise, his footsteps were louder then he would have liked, they were just announcing his presence. The teenager held his camcorder out in front of him ready to capture whatever was around the corner, if Robin wasn’t frightened before entering into frat house, sure was now but the teenager also knew that he had come too far to turn back now, he had to find out who or what had caused this massacre. The teenager paused once he reached the corner, letting courage return to him before he stepped round the corner. “Holy!” Robin exclaimed as he jumped fell backwards landing on his ass, trying not to drop his camcorder a blast had just barely missed him, turning his head the teenager sure that the blast had come from a shotgun being held by a girl a few years older than he was.

Before Robin even had time to return to his feet, the girl was in front him, “I think I’m supposed to say that.” The teenager commented when she had said, what the hell. “But I guess I can forgive you, it’s not every day one gets shot at by somebody who’s nice on the eyes.” Robin joked while he returned to his feet. The teenager was obviously shaken she would have been able to see that a mile away, but then who wouldn’t be after being shot at, the teenager’s joke had been more to help calm him down, and now Robin hoped he didn’t seem to scared in front of her now because that would just be embarrassing.

Then the girl started to flash her flashlight in Robin’s face which was just, annoying, as she told the teenager that she didn’t know who he is or what he was doing here but he had to get out. “You know I could ask you the same thing, and if you must know I can’t leave yet.” That last thing that Robin had said sounded a bit too much of a brat, the teenager wasn’t trying to sound like that but he was right because he didn’t know what this girl was doing here, so then did that make them even, he didn’t know. All that Robin knew was that something caused this massacre and he didn’t know what yet, so the teenager couldn’t leave otherwise he might’ve did as he was told, he couldn’t wait until could leave this frat house because it was just plain creepy, but he couldn’t, not before Robin found out what had murdered all these students.

Apparently Robin didn’t have a choice in the matter, because the older girl had grabbed his arm dragging him back toward the door. She was surprisingly strong you know for a, girl, but then the teenager wasn’t the strongest either, “really lady I’m fine I can look after myself, I’ve made it this far haven’t I?” Robin tried to defend himself while he was being pulled toward the door, finding that it was still open and at this point the teenager knew that it was only a matter of time before this girl threw him out. As such Robin began to think of ways how to get back in, because the young boy was determined not to leave before he found out what had happened inside this frat house.

When the door shut by itself it did freak Robin out because he was only young after all, and everything about this job still freaked him out, the teenager just hoped she wouldn’t be able to notice his freak out. He finally managed to escape the girl’s strong grip which might have had something to do with the door closing, he didn’t know but Robin was about to explore the house some more, when he heard her say that they weren’t going to be getting him out that way. “My names Robin, seeing as we’re both stuck in here we might as well make the most of it, besides you might even like me?” the teenager asked for the older girl’s name with a little flirtatious wink.

Outfit

[EVANNA NATALIE ARRYN]

For a moment, she almost wished that the rock salt had clipped the boy. Maybe it would have been enough to make him leave. His shock could not be hidden though as he went down on the ground, and sadly, he did not drop his camcorder. Evanna's eyes narrowed at the thing, beginning to think that it might be her best bet if she just broke the thing herself. Although, there was nothing on it, not yet and not if she could help it. She rolled her eyes at his comment as he got up, he was not entitled to say anything as far as she was concerned, "Please," she retorted flatly.

But that wasn't enough as this teenager continued on and his next words made her just stare at him for a moment in a mixture of disbelief and annoyance. Did he really just say that? She was at least a good five years his senior, if not more. This teenager may have said to calm his nerves but Evanna was unsympathetic, he should have known what he was getting himself into going into a closed off house. Evanna supposed that she should be lucky that he wasn't campus security or some other type of 'law enforcement', after all, she was certain they wouldn't be fan's of the whole getting shot at thing either. Temptation to smack him over the head was great, but why waste her energy when he would be (according to her) gone in two seconds flat.

"Sorry, that's not your decision," she countered now as she kept on flashing the light in his face, purely to be antagonistic, "And I don't need to answer to a boy such as yourself," she snapped back as she grabbed his arm. Teenagers, they just thought they could walk right in and own the place. Evanna knew she shouldn't insult them, she had been one not too long ago and just as obnoxious. It was shocking how much her father put up with her war against her mother, sometimes Evanna it shocked that she hadn't been disowned. But he sounded like a brat, at the same time though, she probably sounded no mature than the teenager she was dragging along back to the door in which he came from.

A laugh escaped her, scoffing at the idea that he could look after himself, "Made it this far? You were only in this house for two minutes, if that," she countered now as they headed towards the door. Evanna knew she had been the only one in the house prior to his arrival, as far as humans went. "Not to mention, you walked right into my shooting range, and that's the least of your problems." She didn't believe that he had any idea of what he was getting into, no matter what he told himself, only true hunters were prepared for the dangers to come after such a scene. Truth be told though, she had yet to fully do research, only had narrowed it down to either a spirit or some form of pagan lore, but she was more willing to bet on the latter. Teenagers did stupid things, her new friend here only furthered that assessment.

But now, there were bigger things on her hand, such as the door shutting by itself. Evanna only glowered at the door for a moment before glancing over her shoulder. Perhaps she had been wrong about pagans, perhaps this was a spirit. Her only encounters with doors magically shutting themselves had to deal with spirits. In her distraction, her grip had loosened enough so that the boy finally wrestled himself out of it. Glancing back at him, her annoyance grew as he spoke again, "Evanna," she replied gruffly but she was ready to lose it on him, "Tell me? Do you think this is a game? Because you should be worried." As if on cue, there was a sound from upstairs, like something falling and then scuttling across the ground.

She eyed the ceiling for a moment, her gaze moving slowly as the sounds moved from overhead to away, "We're not alone."

[robin]

“Please,” Robin heard Evanna reply flatly, the older women was beginning to amuse the teenager, she had attitude about her. This was something that Robin enjoyed about this type of girl, having some attitude was good because it meant you were fun, and didn’t mind breaking a few rules, but then that was obvious because she had walked into a taped off building. Robin was convinced in his own charm that he would be able to grow on the girl, he was persisted when it came to a pretty girl so the teenager wouldn’t let up, and he just assumed that Evanna’s attitude was because she was flirting with him.

“Sorry, that’s not your decision,” the pretty older girl countered flashing her flash light in his face. This action did get a reaction out of the teenager as Robin had to shield his eyes with his arms, probably not the smartest idea with just having been shot at, because this chick could be some kind of freak that likes boys like him, or a murderer or something. Still she was appealing to look at, and not going to lie but the teenager found her attitude kind of hot, so just like all young guys his age he assumed that the girl wasn’t here to harm him, despite being shot at.

“Quit it that hurts!” Robin exclaimed to the older girl while covering his eyes and turning from the light slightly, it was obvious that this action was really annoying the teenager and so it would. That was just to painful having a light shined in your eyes, what was she trying to do to him, scare him, get him to leave, if so then Robin had bad news for her because nobody would be able to get him leave without finding out what happened here, not even an attractive girl. Well the authorities might be able to get him to leave, but if that happened then he would just sneak in again.

“I’m seventeen years old; I’m fear certain that I’m old enough to make my own decisions.” Again Robin didn’t usually sound like a brat, he was usually a more likeable teenager, but because of the girl’s attitude which he was still finding hot, was bringing an attitude of his own out. Also that was the thing that Robin hated more then any other, people looking down upon him because of his age, saying that he couldn’t do something, he was pretty much an adult. He should be classified as an adult in his opinion, he was on the road with no one, no parents no one, he knew his father would be proud of that.

"Made it this far? You were only in this house for two minutes, if that," that little bit may be true, and the older girl was right but still, he has got to get some points for deciding to enter this building, doesn’t he. Like how many people would be brave enough to do this, what the two of them were doing now, also, and Robin couldn’t be sure about this, but he was beginning to think the reason for the girl’s bravery and attitude was mainly because of the big weapon she was carrying.

“I bet you wouldn’t be so brave without that shoty.” Robin called her out that he didn’t think she would be this brave without it, weapons had a habit of making people braver then they actually were. In fact he was certain that he had been carrying a gun also, that he wouldn’t have been so frightened when the girl shot at him. But Robin only had his camcorder on him that he had nearly dropped upon being shot at, so the teenager he thought that he had the harder job.

“Not to mention, you walked right into my shooting range, and that's the least of your problems." O.k. well now the teenager was stumped on what to say next, Robin didn’t even have a smartass comment to back him up, because she was right about this. He had walked into her shooting range, even if he hadn’t meant to by turning the corner that alone showed the teenager’s inexperience. Could Robin really be blamed for this mistake, apparently he could but the worst thing was that not knowing what to say ought to be giving the girl some amusement and ammunition, when he should be trying to convince this girl that he can take care of himself.

As Robin finally managed to wrestle from her grip, she finally introduced herself as Evanna, in a way the name suited her, the name sounded like it belonged to someone with attitude, it was a good name he liked it. But Robin still wouldn’t tell Evanna that, because he was now beginning to get the feeling that she was violent, and about to hit him, Evanna looked tough. The teenager was also tough, but the girl looked way tougher at least she seemed to know what she was doing, so maybe having her stick around while he found out what happened here mightn’t be a bad idea.

“See that wasn’t so hard was it; I’m Robin and before you say anything it’s a unisex name, and it is DEFINETLY not a cute name. See now we’re getting somewhere.” The teenager then introduced himself to Evanna, letting on by mistake that he had insecurities about the name sounding feminine. “Well I think it’s kind of obvious that this isn’t a came, and yes I am worried but you don’t need to know the reason why I’m here.” This was the most serious thing that Robin had said in the entire meeting, there was no joking, no flirting, and even his slightly bratty remarks weren’t there, because Evanna didn’t need to know that he was looking for his father, who had gone missing.

But then a sound came from up stairs, like something had fallen and scattered across the ground. This caused the teenager to jump rather noticeably and nearly into the girl’s arms like those old Scooby Doo cartoons, which would have been humiliating so Robin was glad that he didn’t, that would have given Evanna even more ammunition as to why he shouldn’t be in this building.

“We’re not alone.” Robin really did try to hold this next smartass remark back, really he did but he just couldn’t resist, because in an odd way he was kind of enjoying flirting with this Evanna chick, but then Robin still thought that the girl was flirting back in her own way.

“Well gee Sherlock yea think. Or do you prefer a name like, Kate Beckett.” Not waiting to hear her response Robin headed toward the stairs, determined to lead the way and prove that he could take care of himself, that he didn’t need some kind of babysitter watching out for him, “Just stay close behind me, I wouldn’t want a pretty girl like yourself getting hurt,” the teenager joked reaching the foot of the stairs.

Outfit
Notes - Sorry for the delay, I haven't had any internet.

[EVANNA NATALIE ARRYN]

She didn't have time for this, she didn't have time for this babysitting and Evanna didn't understand why he seemed to believe so either. Teenagers were stupid, and often she tried to remind herself that she had been one before, but it was hard to because at least she didn't go out trying to kill monsters like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. His complaining was beginning to start like a broken record and Evanna laughed when eh told her his age, "Seventeen? you're not even an adult yet," technically at least. Judging from his attitude though, he was a long ways away, not that her own attitude helped with the situation much either but was it so wrong to just like doing things by yourself?

His retort caused her to roll her eyes at that very moment before she glared back at him with annoyance, "I am just as deadly without it. Hunting doesn't really work if you're scared," she snapped at him. This boy probably wasn't scared yet, and that was half of her problem, so he was just going to keep on believing that he was a knight in shining armor with the white horse, or well, in this case, his stupid little camcorder. Shockingly enough though, he did manage to wrestle out of her tight grip, which was a little surprising. Maybe he did know a thing or two about surviving.

A sigh escaped Evanna, not sure of what to really do with him at the moment. With both of them being stuck in here though, she supposed that there really wasn't anything that she could do about it, much to her annoyance. A small smile came to her lips when he commented about his name, and went into a mini rant about it, "No, I think it's good suiting, like Batman and Robin. I think you clearly know where you stand in the equation." The tides had seem to have taken a turn though, Robin for once was actually sounding serious when he told her that she didn't need to know why he was here.

Evanna found herself rather taken aback by such a statement. Did a seventeen year old boy really believe that he had some sort of advantage over her? Or that she would actually listen to him? She aggravation flared a little, "What the hell can you possibly be looking for in a frat house?!" Honestly, it didn't make any sense to her, unless he was looking for some sort of death wish, which hey, that could always be the case. Before any questions came though, the sound from upstairs interrupted anything. At his comment, Evanna shot Robin a look, in fact, she actually did try and hit him this time around. She swung her fist out, but he dodgedd her and headed off towards the stairs.

"Get back here now!" she hissed, a frustrated sigh escaping her as she followed after him, quickly catching up with him at the bottom of the stairs. Evanna side stepped around the teenager, quickly taking the lead and cutting him off, "You stay behind me," she snapped back. This night was not going how she planned, gaining this little partner that she didn't want to look out for. His antics would get them both killed if they were weren't careful. Sighing, she turned around now and slowly starting heading up the stairwell. Her eyes narrowed on the spray paint on the walls, "Shit..." she muttered, glancing at them, "Hey, kid, have you ever seen anything like this before?"

There was another sound, it seemed a little more distant, but it was still on the second floor. Evanna was beginning to have her doubts about his being a spirit as she had originally thought. It was not something that she was very happy about, no bones to bury, that meant that whatever this was is going to be a little harder to kill.

Occ; Don't worry about it! Totally understandable.

[robin]

He still didn’t have a clue what Evanna was talking about, when she said that she was just as deadly without a weapon, saying that hunting didn’t really work if you’re scared, she snapped. Robin just assumed that the older woman was just talking tough, he still didn’t really know what he was getting into, not just being here in this frat house about all of this crazy, he suppose to be looking for his father. Not getting caught up in all of this crazy, supernatural, was that what this was, because as far as Robin concerned this was just plain crazy, freaky weird stuff, he was so not cut out to deal with this but then there was also no way he was going to let this older woman know his doubt, otherwise he wouldn’t hear the end of it.

“How do you know that I’m not deadly?” Robin asked, although this was purely just to get a reaction out of the older woman then convince her that he was, he knew that she wouldn’t believe him so he was just humouring her, his tone made this evident, his light jokingly tone. This was basically just a smart ass comment pure and simple, he didn’t even try and hold it back because at this point Robin was getting fed up that Evanna kept on saying what he couldn’t do, she didn’t know him and she certainly didn’t know what he was capable of, even if he didn’t know what he was doing here but still.

She seemed to like his name being Robin though, saying how it suited him kind of like Batman and Robin as she went on to say that he clearly knew where he stood in the equation. At first the teenager had to really think about what Evanna had meant, until finally he realized what she had been implying, and it kind of annoyed him because here was she again saying that he wasn’t supposed to be here, saying how he wasn’t cut out for this, every time the older girl said something like this it was only making Robin want to try even harder to prove her wrong. “What’s that supposed to mean, I’m not some sidekick if that’s what you’re saying, I’m more then capable then doing anything you can do, in fact I’m beginning to think that I may be batman and you Robin, with how much you’ve said how good you are.”

The teenager did know how to be serious when he wanted to be, he was just acting like such a brat because well, this older girl was acting the same way, if there was a third person in the frat house with them they would think that there was two teenager in here. He may be to blame he’ll give her that, but she was making things just as worse, or so he thought she was and that he wasn’t entirely to blame. But Robin completely snapped after what Evanna had said next, he didn’t get violent or crazy or anything like that, but he was royally pissed when he heard the older girl ask what he could be possibly looking for in a frat house. “O.k. so you obviously don’t know me, I’m on this road trip searching for my father who has gone missing, and before you can say anything snarky about that, I KNOW that there’s something up about that, because I KNOW if he could, John would have said why he had to leave, not to mention my mom acting all weird pretending that she didn’t know why. Maybe, just maybe I don’t want anyone else to have to go missing like that!” O.k. now that was out in the open, and hopefully Evanna would treat him with a bit more respect they could get on with whatever they were doing here and get the hell out.

Luckily he was fast because her punched would have surely hurt, a lot and that was all that he needed, to give the older girl some more ammo. But before Robin could start making his way up the stairs, she shoved past him as she snapped that he had to stay behind her, Now wasn’t the time to worry about that now though, because Robin was sure that he’d get plenty of opportunities to prove himself, but now his attention was on the older girl as she swore before asking if he had seen anything like this before. The short answer to that question no, but seeing as he was really trying to prove himself he didn’t say that, and instead Robin said, “I think it must be a sign of some sort, maybe an angry spirit or is that what you call them?” Of course he’s seen that lame ghost facer show on TV before, but he had always thought that the show was fake, still the teenager tried to put on his best to sound confident in his answer, hoping by some slim chance he had gotten something right.

As they finished climbing the stairs they then heard another more distant sound, and seeing his opportunity to prove himself, Robin once again took the lead running toward the direction where they heard the noise coming from. “I’ve got this crazy idea, so crazy it might just work, but how about you stay behind me,” he said.

Outfit

[EVANNA NATALIE ARRYN]

Evanna just rolled her eyes at his joking retort. She was getting tired of this, really tired of this and sadly, there was no way to escape this boy since, well, they were stuck in the frat house together. She was trying really hard to not sigh, or be any more disgruntled that she already felt. But the more he whined and complained, the more agitated she grew. This might be the worst situation Evanna had ever been in, actually, now she was quite certain of it. Teenagers were not her thing, and that included her own siblings from time to time as well.

The boy was incredibly slow on the uptake though, and it seemed to take him forever to really come to grasp with what she had been hinting at with the Batman and Robin joke. And this was the same boy who wanted to hunt ghosts on his camcorder. Honestly, if these were the future hunters of their generation, Evanna would weep for the world. She didn't know where she stood with her ever charming personality, but at least she could save herself. The explosion of words that came from Robin though made her roll her eyes, and even more so, made her wish that she had never made such a comment, "If you whine any more, you'll give me a migraine," she growled back now.

What came next though, she had not been expecting. A slur of words came, and everything was getting a little touchy feeling as he pretty much unloaded his whole personal back story on her. Really, she didn't think that this was the time to be swapping personal problems, in fact, she never really wanted to know anybody's personal problems, "I don't understand what you felt that you might gain from telling me your personal problems in life, because this isn't the place to do so. And there are hundreds of cases a day, if your dad is a hunter, you need to pick a better way at tracking him because I can assure you, I'm the only hunter on this."

He was lucky that he had moved out the way, really lucky or he would have been in pain. But Evanna was growing bored of all of this, and more importantly, they shouldn't be doing this at all. Throwing their attention out the window when something could kill them at any second. Whatever it was though, it was remaining up stairs for the time being. Her eyes only stared at the sign for a little longer, "I don't think so, judging by this party, it was the kids who were throwing this stuff up on the walls...bet they summoned something." But that was all what she had, and her research equipment was back in the car, and clearly, she wasn't getting out of here any time soon. Reaching the top of the stairs, Robin seemed game to prove himself again and Evanna simply sighed, "You don't have a gun," she retorted now, eyeing him with annoyance but clearly, she was allowing herself to humor him.

Honestly, Evanna didn't think it was the best thing to do, but they were coming to a point where they couldn't afford to argue back and forth with each other. She still wished that she could ditch him entirely, but if this was really his first hunt, Evanna wasn't sure if she wanted to have his death on her hands. Even if it did come from his own stupidity.