Sadie still hadn’t decided if training with her sister was going to turn out as a good or bad thing. She was a bit nervous as of how this would play out- how were they going to train? Would it be easy for Caroline and not her? Would she screw something up and get Care or Adrian hurt? But she swallowed all of her petty fears and knocked on Adrian’s door a few times, fiddling with the strap of her tank top unconsciously.
Adrian clicked his tongue as he stared at the multiple knives he had collected over the years. He had sharpened them last night and they were ready to be used. The guns also sat fully loaded with bullets. Just regular ones, nothing too fancy. He never expected himself to be teaching anyone, even the Forbes sisters, but he said he would do it, so he would. Glancing over his things one last time, he heard a knock on the door. Taking the steps two at a time, he opened it and smiled. “Hi Saide. Come on in.”
Caroline was about to turn and dish out a verbal lashing to the second voice that reached her ears, only to stop herself when she saw whom was speaking. “Adrian,” she said in greeting, raising a shot in his direction before downing the liquid and slamming the glass back onto the hard counter. The bartender didn’t even ask if she wanted another round this time, but instead simply handed her the bottle. She passed him her debit card before turning to the hunter. “I’m fine,” she told him, the lie passing easily from her lips.
Adrian noticed how she was going to get after him, and was slightly thankful that she didn’t when she noticed who it was. Motioning to the bar tender for another beer, Adrian shifted in his seat as he waited. His blue eyes flicked over her as he studied her. “You don’t look fine.” He replied bluntly, leaning his left arm against the bar top. “You sure nothing is bothering you?” He asks, thanking the man behind the bar silently as he brings his drink.
"I’m not expecting it to be easy. I don’t do easy. Never have." Sadie kept the determined tone clear in her voice, joining him as he began to walk down the street, shoving her hands in her pockets and staring at her feet as they walked. "So, does this mean you’ll do it?" She asked hopefully, looking up at him with a smile.
Adrian could hear the determination in her voice. She would certainly need it if she was going to be trained by him. The only way he learned was his fathers way and that was not easy to say the least. It would certainly be interesting. He shrugged, bringing one of his hands out of his pockets and running a hand through his hair. “Sure. If you’re up for it.” He agreed, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
Her mind was still spinning. Her vision was swimming. Her head was pounding. She remained the picture of calm. The blonde walked slowly through the crowded room, walking straight for the bar. She sat at the only empty stool, and ordered four shots from the bartender. He nodded and poured them for her quickly. Caroline stared at the liquid for a long moment before picking them up, one after the other, and downing them all. The man sitting next to her opened his mouth to voice perhaps his shock, or maybe to deliver a cheesy line, but she held a hand up to stop him. “Speak to me, and I’ll cut your tongue out.”
Adrian had been here more than once for the past couple weeks. It was a place that he could drink and get his mind off of things, plus, there was lots of girls that usually came around. Bringing the beer to his mouth, he stared at Caroline slightly amused as she quickly shot down the man beside her. “Bad night?” He asked, glancing towards the blonde as he finished off his beer.