In the slammer [open]

[fang]

He was sped through check in, and then forced into a cell. The bars slammed shut to insure that he wouldn't be escaping this place anytime soon. He turned, and called What! No tin cup!?

[/i] There came no reply, but it soothed him that the guards were probably glaring him down with the famous glare he usually got from people. His raven fringe had fallen in front of his obsidian eyes, hiding his troubled gaze from every one else. Well, this sucks. Went from snogging with Sav locked in a janitors closet to being locked up again. Only behind bars. And Sav isn't here. He groaned, leaning against the wall, and sliding down to the ground.

He winced slightly, because his hands were behind his back, and he was currently sitting against them. Good thing no one saw the sparks that flew from his hands as he rubbed up against the wall. My day had gone from okay, to good, to fantastic, to failing, to epic fail. I'd be here for a while. It wasn't as if my father was going to be in a rush to get me out. I wished he would though. What if Sav heard about what he had done? What if she showed up here? He'd have no where to go. He was behind bars, and he'd have to sit there, and take what ever she said. And Fang wasn't very good at that. He was hoping that some one else would come, any one, though he wasn't sure who would.

Sav was basically his best friend, not to mention only friend. That's why he had been sure he wanted them to be only friends. The only thing was that being with her tonight, it was great. It felt right. I felt like it was meant to be. It can never be! I snarled at myself, slamming my head against the wall cruelly. Get that through your fucking head! She's water! Your fire! She's out going, and amazing! Your a cold hearted bastard, and suck ass! You guys are total opposites! And if I have anything to do with it, you will not be together!

Note to self: Stop talking to self like this.
He frowned grimly, and glanced about the cell. There was nothing to do. Again. Great.[/blockquote][/justify]

[SCOTT BLEVINS]

Scott waltzed up to the police station and up to the desk. He threw lies at the police man, supplied fake, but believable, ID and was allowed to go in to 'visit' his 'cousin' Fang Demoir. There was a police man standing guard, but slipped out shortly after Scott positioned himself in front of Fang's cell. Staring in he sized him the boy and frowned. "I had imagined a better looking guy," he muttered to himself then flashed a grin.

"Savannah has told me so much about you," Scott said, staying a safe distance from the cell, but close enough that if someone walked in they wouldn't hear him. "I offered for her to come and visit...except..." he grined and let out a little laugh, "she's a bit...tied up." He eyed the boy again. Opposite from Savannah. He wasn't sure what the boys personality was, but from the looks of it...he looked like a creep.

[fang]

Fangs eyes shot up at the guys voice. He immediately didn't take a liking to him. He snarled, and got to his feet slowly, saying nothing. Just took everything in. This dude is so lucky I don't have use of my hands. He thought, glaring daggers through the bars. Slowly he moved forward, and as he reached the guy, he sniffed, and wrinkled his noise. You smell like dog breath.

[/i] Fang spat, spitting a glob of spit at the ground inches from the creep that stood in front of him. As he laughed spitefully about Savannah being tied up hellfire and brimstone flashed through Fangs obsidian gaze. Are you some type of freak, man? Picking on young girls, dog breath?[/i] He asked calmly, his voice freakishly calm despite the rage he was feeling.

Fang flicked the raven hair out of his eyes, and leaned in as if he had something really important to tell him. Listen up, freak show. If you don't stay away from Sav, I swear to god I will roast you alive. Your a creep. And I don't like you.[/i] That was perhaps the longest sentence Fang had ever spoken to any one, and it was filled with hate. He really didn't like this guy.[/blockquote][/justify]

[SCOTT BLEVINS]

Scott laughed darkly and glared at him, walking forwards and wrapping his fingers around the bars. "Well, Fang, if you want me to stay away from 'Sav'," he snarled out her name, then smirked, "I'd have to go and untie her and let her run free," he muttered rubbing his chin with a smirk. "I'd also have to apologize for punching her in the face and tackling her to the rock beside the river," he said laughing and then glaring over at him.

"What will you do? You are in jail and I'm out here, if you attack me you'll be sealing your fate," he explained shrugging lightly and grinning. "Actually I think I'll let her suffer for the night, then go and," he made a snapping motion with he jaws, "then you won't be seeing her for a while.

[fang]

He glared daggers at the creep, obsidian gaze watching him closely for a few moments. A rare smirk crossed his features for a moment. You're a retard.

[/i] Fang shot at him, his gaze narrowing just the slightest. He stepped forward once more, getting more pissed off by the moment. She's already probably untied herself. She doesn't need me, but she's stuck with me. Which goes to show that I'm going to kick your ass for touching her. When I get out of here, your ass is mine, wolf boy.[/i] He growled, his jaw clenched tightly. A muscle quirked in his jaw for a moment before he relaxed.

What are you, a pedophile? Your what, a lot older, but because of your wolf boy genes your what? 21?[/i] Fang snapped, his eyes narrowing dangerously on him. You know what? I think your the one who deserves to be sitting behind bars. How many little girls have you gotten, huh?[/i] He growled, his hands clenched into fists behind his back. He was taunting the werewolf, obviously. Fang was only really good at three things. Getting in trouble, causing trouble, and making people hate him. It wasn't really that hard, really.[/blockquote][/justify]

[SAVANNAH LEAH KERR]

Savannah walked in through the front doors quickly and up to the desk. She eventually got clearance, and walked into the back. The door swung shut behind her, she heard Fang growled at something that the werewolf had said. Though she had to disagree to what he said. Then she walked for wards, and glared at the werewolf, staying out of arm distance. "You tie shitty knots," she growled, not looking at Fang.

Then she stepped to wards the bars and leaned against them. "If you try anything, a guard will come in after hearing the commotion and arrest your ass," she murmured then crossing her arms. Fear ran through her veins as she thought of what would happen if she accidentally used her powers here. She'd be thrown in jail and possibly executed, though her father would counter that she wasn't doing it in public and not in front of humans.

[SCOTT BLEVINS]

Scott turned when he saw her and glowered at her. Then glared at Fang. "I am not a pedofile," he hissed, then turned his glare towards Savannah. "I can escape here faster than those humans can see what happened," he hissed then to prove he wrapped his fingers around her throat and slammed her against the bars. He looked over at Fang and made a tsking noise, his hand morphed into claws and he dragged them down her cheek leaving cuts on her face.

Then positioned the claws at her throat and looked over at Fang. "I should bite your girlfriend here, leave her to bleed out in front of your cell, or have her painfully change into a wolf and be killed by the police," he said with an evil grin. "I'm sure even Thomas wouldn't defend your right to live."

[fang]

The glare that Fang had held intensified as the dude grabbed the girl by the throat, and slammed her into the wall. His eyes connected with hers, and he mouthed I'm sorry. Now would be a good time to call a good lawyer. The only reason Fang would ever reveal himself as one of 'the Freaks' was in self defense, or in the defense of another. A flash of red was seen, and the hand cuffs melted from his wrists. The police weren't going to help them now. Without making any noise he gripped the bars with both hands, and melted the iron quite easily. He made no noise as he stepped through the hole he had made, and scowled. If the cops come in here, we're both in big shit, dog breath.

[/i] Within the next few moments he had launched himself at Scott, and ripped him away from Savannah.

He gripped Scott by the shirt, and shoved him roughly back, before a flash of red was seen again. It started with just a faint illumination around his hands, but in the next second a fireball was released. It's target? Was Scott. If Scott dodged the fireball, he was right behind it. A sixteen year old boy that was enraged. His arm was cocked back, and ready to deliver a blow to Scotts face if the fireball failed.[/blockquote][/justify]

[SAVANNAH LEAH KERR]

Savannah saw the red and watched as a fire ball was shot at the guys chest. She turned towards the door and placed her hand against it, electricty coursed through it and she turned towards the two guys. Then she crept up behind Fang and leaned towards him, "look out for his teeth," she murmmered before stepping to give him room, not really looking for the entire saved by the knight in shining armour bit, but was giving him time to release his rage.

Though she was rocking back and forth on her feet ready to intervene if something went wrong. She placed her fingers to her cheek and wiped some blood from her face, and stared at it. What if Scott was a blood thirsty werewolf? Then would he go straight for her? Or attack Fang first? Her hands clenched into fists waiting for the fight to start.

[SCOTT BLEVINS]

When he heard Fang speak, Scott sent his claws straight towards Savannah's neck but was ripped away from her instantly. He turned and, saw the fire ball and dodged to the side. His head was spinning in thought, weaknesses... He shot a glance towards Savannah before grinning and lunged for her. Claws out going towards her stomach, at the last second, expecting Fang to hit him, he passed by her and wrapped one arm tightly around her neck and used his changed hand to taunt Fang. "You try anything, Fang, and I bet you'll hit her, and if I get hurt she recieves it also," he threatened.

He began to back away to the door, and smirked at Fang. "Make your move."