Only Kat, I am entirely sure, could turn a date into a 'learning expedition'. As it happens I have little desire to learn anything aside from just how long it takes to draw that moan from her lips when my hands find just the right place. In fact, if it weren't for the significantly unappealing scenery and impending danger of the situation I am entirely sure I could clear and sanitize enough space to actually appreciate every line and curve of her form. As it is, I suppose I can curb my enthusiasm for another time, the taste of her skin against my lips evidently going to have to be enough to tide me over until later. What? There's nothing wrong with thinking about sex, in fact, if not for having to run a company I am entirely sure reliving my sexual endeavours would be my full time career. Hmm, maybe men do have one track minds. Who knew? Evidently my colliding with her in the few moments in which I was entirely sure something had touched me was hardly appreciated, my own eyes rolling slightly at her choice of words before leaning away- not to far mind, maybe I am the man in this relationship but I have no doubt at all that in times requiring physical exertion of the non-sexual means I am sure to be entirely useless and yet really, I'm all for women's rights and stepping outside of non-traditional gender roles, in fact, I have no issue at all holding her handbag while she partakes of a brawl, what's wrong with that? She appreciates punching and I have a healthy respect for why high class leather should never be exposed to blood- and no, I am not gay. Surprising, I know. I just have an appreciation for the finer things in life- one I wish Kat would actually attempt to share. Maybe I can convince her to buy a matching pillow, it's a start after all.

My thoughts hardly got any further however when the lack of, well, sound managed to actually gain my attention, one arm reaching out to snatch at Kat and pull her to a stop, each muscle in my frame tensing slightly and yet I hardly knew why, I just seemed to....do it. That I might actually be having a typical Hunters response to what some other sense had indicated as a threat never seemed to cross my mind, features frowning slightly at the uncomfortable...chill of sorts clawed at my spine. Kat's sudden demand not to move however, saw every muscle tense once more- locking suddenly into place. Maybe I'am not a very good Hunter but I can hardly be faulted when it comes to listening. Although why we had stopped at all remained to be seen, blue old gaze rapidly searching the darkness for any sign of, well, danger I suppose, gaze finally managing to lock onto the wolf at the other end of the alley. Shit. This...this is entirely why we shouldn't walk around abandoned warehouses in the middle of the night. I wonder if Were's can get rabies. Even the mere thought made me cringe, face pulling into a grimace of sorts while still attempting to remain still, having opted not to make any movements at all, let alone the sudden ones. Maybe the wolf would just keep going, after all, what would make it want to take on two hunters? My presence alone surely enough to at least send it fleeing- and probably send Kat chasing. Her sudden shout managed to disable any further thoughts, staring at her momentary confusion, about to ask her what the hell she wanted, move, don't move, look out- when she apparently felt the need to eliminate my choice in the matter, colliding with me a mere second later.

I think what I might have hit may well have been the wall, a grunt of sorts forced from my lips as I was knocked entirely off my feet and into a pile of cardboard boxes that I truly hope and pray are empty and clean. It was at about this moment, after something thudded into the concrete where I had been standing mere moments ago that I realised Kat was actually on top of me, clinging to me like a life raft in a storm. Hmm, maybe I don't mind being rescued every now and then- though I suppose now is hardly the time for it.

"I'm fine, although I wish you would decide if you'd rather I stand still or not."

I think I managed a smirk, surprising really considering I was lingering upon the verge of mental breakdown. Alright, so I'm not that good in a crisis, at least, not this sort of crisis. Kat moved to right herself a moment later, leaping up to her feet like nothing had happened, my own body protesting the movement as I struggled to stand and Kat started yelling at...another Were. I shifted my glasses slightly, eyes flicking upward towards the boy standing atop the warehouse before moving to look down towards the...cracked concrete around what looked incredibly like one of those.....things that stop ships. I really don't sail, I hardly know the technical term for it. Anchor? Maybe? Why Kat seems determined to anger it I hardly know, in fact, I'm not entirely sure I value our chances right now although the wolf, fortunately, hasn't moved. For my part I had managed to get to my feet, pressed against the wall all the same, my inability to actually use a weapon surely fairly evident in this moment as I reached down to snatch my car keys up off of the floor, the silver metal reflecting in the light and seeming to...capture the Were-boys attention. Maybe I'm not much of a fighter, but I'm hardly stupid, gaze quickly travelling the length of the roof, the guttering to boy stood on hardly looking stable, particularly weak in fact, barely a few feet over.

Why I did it I hardly know, fingers purposely shaking the keys once more as I moved to step sideways, the boy with the frankly terrible hair shifting slightly over himself as I simply took another stride to the right, his bare feet very near resting upon the rotted wood now as I moved to offer Kat a pointed look.

"This darling, is called a distraction and if you wanted to act upon it I wouldn't mind entirely."

I half wonder about the poor boys education if keys seem to hold his attention so thoroughly and yet really considering my soul point of defence was shaking a set of car keys I suppose I can hardly talk, hoping indeed that he'd either fall straight down off of the roof and kill himself- else Kat would take the chance to, well, whatever it is she does when there not looking. As long as the...creature has no desire to come near me I am entirely content to provide a distraction service.




k o h l
so you want to play with magic?