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Rory: None of them. *sees one pause and commands in Greek for it to go* It was one protecting my uncle. Mistook me for a danger.
(that's the point! A hellhound almost ripped Rory's arm off) Rory: *slides my jacket back on and commands the hellhounds to leave, then watches...
Rory: Yeah, had to wear a sling for six months...
Rory: *takes off my jacket to reveal a long scar that runs up my right arm from the wrist to the shoulder* Bad, right?
Rory: It's okay... *tries to smile but fails, then touch the scar on my right arm* Wanna know why I always wear this jacket?
Rory: No one does. Except my uncle who I was trying to help on a quest and Ben.
Rory: Well, it wasn't. *looks back at a hellhound, petting it* Cause it happened to me.
Rory: *looks at him not laughing* What is so funny about that?
Rory: *smiles* Yes they are! They are the best playmates ever!
Bump!
Rory: Ow. Well it's not as bad as a hellhound almost ripping your arm off. No offence to you, beauties. *pets one*
Rory: *watch them lick their lips at the sight of blood* Yeah... *commands them in Greek to stay* There, now they shouldn't.
Rory: *looks over at Herold* Oh, relax, they won't hurt you, unless if I command them to. *smiles*
Rory: *watches hellhounds come* Such good dogs. *throws them treats*
Rory: Oh! Hey, Herold. No, just scared when this boy jumped on me. *pets the hellhound and called for more in Greek*
Rory: *laughs and gets up* Good boy! *throws a treat and doesnt realise anyone is coming*
Sadie: *mutters where no one can hear* Crap... Rory: *screams when a hellhound jumps on me and everyone can hear*
(different tree*)
Sadie: *jumps to a different, making enough noise to draw Herold's attention*
Rory: *walks into the forest, looking for hellhounds* Logan: *hangs out at my cabin* Sadie: *in a tree, watching people as they pass by*