forum Addington House (supernatural/mystery RP) CLOSED

Started June 13, 2018 by @PeaceWillWin-FearWillLose

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Tim stares at the guy then down at his hand then up again before taking the guy's hand with his bloody one, "Hi?"

Jackson looked down at the blood covering Tim, seemingly noticing it for the first time. He cleared his throat an pulled his hand away. He wasn't completely sure what to do with it, so he just left it to fidget at his side. "Interesting style choice, I have to say."

"Huh?" Tim looks down at his tux. He looks around

"The blood?" Jackson asked, holding up Tim's hand. "You're covered in it. That's why people keep giving you odd looks."

"Oh hey! Look at that!" He says sarcastically. He smirks and narrows his eyes. The blood on his chin was starting to crack off slightly from being dried.

"…Is there any particular reason why you're covered in it?" Jackson asked, ignoring the warning bells going off in his head.

(Warning bells? Why?)
Tim shrugs, "Got hungry." He says simply.

(Warning bells? Why?)
Tim shrugs, "Got hungry." He says simply.

(He's a wendigo, there's blood covering his chin, mouth, hands, and upper body, so Jackson thinks that he killed/ate someone before the party, and that he might kill another person there)

Jackson smiled politely and fidgeted with the watch further. "It's not.. human blood, is it?"

"Huh? Dude Im not that messed up!" Tim laughs, looking at his palms, "No its deer. Dont worry!"

"Oh," Jackson said, not completely knowing what to say next. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "So, I'm assuming you don't know anyone here?"

"Nope! Not at all." He laughs sarcastically now feeling awkward himself.

"Well, I suppose you know me now. Jackson Forlen." He introduced himself. "You are?"

"Tim Sutton!" He smiles, running a bloody hand through his hair.

"You probably should stop by the bathroom to clean the blood off. People are starting to stare." He gestured around towards the other people in the room, some of which who were giving Tim looks. "It's not completely polite to show up to a party covered in your last meal."

"Hmm" Tim's mind had kind of drifted

Jackson grabbed his hand and started to drag Tim towards the bathroom. "You need to wash the blood off," he repeated.

Tim yelps slightly but follows the other guy closely, probably a little to close but he didnt care as he wiped his head from side to side. His eyes meeting almost everyone's they pass

Jackson pushed open the bathroom door and turned on the sink. He took Tim's hand and ran it under the cold water while looking for paper towels. He found them inside of the cabinet under the sink and handed one to Tim to wipe his face off.

"Huh?" Tim looks around and yanks his hand back from the water with a hiss.

"What's wrong?" Jackson asked, turning off the water.

"I uh… N-nothing?" He forces a smirk while holding his wet hand at the wrist.
(He is terrified of water.)

(Noted)
Jackson rolled his eyes. "Don't say that. Is it too cold?"

"No… Pfft. What're talking about." Tim laughs sarcastically.