There was a part of Will that disliked the idea of leaving the city to its own devices, hiding out and not finding a way to help. It was the law enforcement in his past, and though the lines there had been blurred, he couldn't deny that he had an ingrained desire to help people and save lives.
This wasn't something small like a single killer, though. He had no magical abilities of his own, and he wouldn't ask Molly to risk herself for the city, even if she wasn't what she was to him. And there was no telling if Molly could even affect something this big. This city wasn't like the worlds either of them came from; it had its own rules, and didn't play nice.
"Yes," he answered her request, leaning in to kiss her once more before stooping to get her coat and take her keys from the pocket. He gave her one last look, glanced over at Snickers, still peacefully sleeping, and headed out the door.
He took the stairs, climbing them two at a time. He didn't think Molly needed him to rush, but he thought it was better if he got back to his place quickly. Halfway up to Molly's apartment he cursed himself for not grabbing his firearm, or at least put on his shoes, but he pushed on, hitting Molly's landing and heading into the hall.
He passed a couple apartments on the way to her unit, and as he passed the one next to hers he heard something hit the door heavily. He had no idea what was on the other side, but he assumed it was someone's pet, similarly affected by whatever this bad energy was. Again, he wished he had his gun as he approached the door and knocked, listening as hard as he could through the door. All he heard was the animal, however; there didn't seem to be anyone home. He wasn't sure if Molly could charm the creature from outside the door, but it might be worth leaving a note for whoever lived in the apartment to proceed with caution when they got home.
Moving on to Molly's, he went into her bedroom and found the silver chain on the dresser easily, and next to it sat a bag that he assumed held the herbs Molly had asked for. Items in hand, he rushed back down to his own apartment, staying well away from the other doors as he did.
"Any idea if your next door neighbor has a dog?" he asked as he handed Molly the bag and chain.
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Date: 2016-01-05 09:53 pm (UTC)This wasn't something small like a single killer, though. He had no magical abilities of his own, and he wouldn't ask Molly to risk herself for the city, even if she wasn't what she was to him. And there was no telling if Molly could even affect something this big. This city wasn't like the worlds either of them came from; it had its own rules, and didn't play nice.
"Yes," he answered her request, leaning in to kiss her once more before stooping to get her coat and take her keys from the pocket. He gave her one last look, glanced over at Snickers, still peacefully sleeping, and headed out the door.
He took the stairs, climbing them two at a time. He didn't think Molly needed him to rush, but he thought it was better if he got back to his place quickly. Halfway up to Molly's apartment he cursed himself for not grabbing his firearm, or at least put on his shoes, but he pushed on, hitting Molly's landing and heading into the hall.
He passed a couple apartments on the way to her unit, and as he passed the one next to hers he heard something hit the door heavily. He had no idea what was on the other side, but he assumed it was someone's pet, similarly affected by whatever this bad energy was. Again, he wished he had his gun as he approached the door and knocked, listening as hard as he could through the door. All he heard was the animal, however; there didn't seem to be anyone home. He wasn't sure if Molly could charm the creature from outside the door, but it might be worth leaving a note for whoever lived in the apartment to proceed with caution when they got home.
Moving on to Molly's, he went into her bedroom and found the silver chain on the dresser easily, and next to it sat a bag that he assumed held the herbs Molly had asked for. Items in hand, he rushed back down to his own apartment, staying well away from the other doors as he did.
"Any idea if your next door neighbor has a dog?" he asked as he handed Molly the bag and chain.