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( Is that the edge of his shoe being dragged away? Maybe, but, it's Lindsay's turn for what she wants to do with that information, still in this tussle with this woman. )

[Shit shit shit shit okay. Lindsay turns and reaches into her purse, pulling out a pair of handcuffs and grabs the girl's wrist, handcuffing her to the bathroom door, before grabbing her gun off the floor.]

Stay.

[And with that, she turns to go find Damon (15).]

( She pulls at her wrist, pissed, and hits herself in the head with the door hard. While Lindsay runs to follow, she successfully breaks a thumb (18) to remove her hand. But, Lindsay does have a head start.

Outside, she she's a trunk open and there is someone in shadow -- and with a (19) she sees a syringe glint in the streetlight, and it shoves down. Probably to sedate her friend.

"Harry!" Ringlets yells, gun up and trained on Lindsay. When he looks up, he sees his partner go down hard because Beck got her with an errant 2 x 4 (18). She's knocked out )

What you get for pulling a gun on my fiancée, ( he says, dropping it down on her.

He also gets a (3) for initiative. )

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[This seems like the ideal time for a quip but she doesn't want to split her focus. She keeps charging towards the man with Damon and the syringe. She puts in a burst of speed, before throwing out an arm once she's close enough, intending to throw him to the ground (5).

But she might miss. Maybe she slips, depending.]

( Yeah, his (16) ensures that he quickly sticks Damon and jumps back. Lindsay charges toward an open trunk and her friend missing him.

Syringe gets a (4) for initiative and takes the opportunity to slam the car's trunk down on her but he's too far away to effectively do it (3, 18) and Lindsay manages to be missed -- but Damon is now in the closed trunk of a car.

Beck picks up the gun, aiming for the Syringe (9). With unsuccessfully attacking the slayer, and being so open a target, Beck's shot connects (2), going through and through one arm. )

[Since there doesn't seem to be a driver in the car, she leaves Damon where he is to sleep off his wooden bullet/vervain nap until the hunters are dealt with. She turns towards Syringe and swings a kick to the face (8), clearly still a bit off balance.]

( Yeah, Syringe dodges, showing off (19) as he dips back.

Ringlets awakens, and can't do much else, an intense pain coming from the back of her head.

Using the car's trunk, Syringe hops up, looking at kicking her in the face back (11)

He's now a little too close to Beck's fiancée to do anything with a gun, so he holds the gun on Ringlets )

Uh, uh, don't move.

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[Lindsay follows, squaring up again, before turning and taking a Slayer-charged punch at his jaw (14). She doesn't intend to let him get away that easily, not until they know what they want. Why they are here, trying to kidnap her friend.]

( Syringe barely dodging her punch (15).

Ringlets weighs her options, hands going up as she sits back on her ankles. It's uncomfortable, and she makes a big show of reaching down to her foot before everything happens so fast, Beck sees what she's doing as she releases a dagger, flinging it (17). Fiancee-slayer training kicks in as he tries to use the gun to parry it away, but it still edges his hand (17), however, he manages to hold onto his gun (12).

Inside the trunk, Damon rouses! (18) But, he has no idea where he is or why.

Syringe tries to bring his hands to Lindsay's back, slamming her down onto the trunk (5).

Beck moves in and tries to pistol-whip Ringlets (18) and Ringlets takes it like a champ, (18), spitting out blood directly after. )

[Lindsay dips backwards, just barely avoiding being slammed (9). Then she swings back around with a kick to the face (20), hoping to take Syringe down for the count.]

( Syringe is too close and goes down with a swoop of her leg (3).

Recognizing this is now a two-to-one game, Ringlets changes her tune.

"Don't hurt him!" )

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[Lindsay raises an eyebrow before nudging her fallen friend over, dropping her foot down on top of his chest, holding him to the ground and applying just enough pressure for it to be uncomfortable.]

You shot my friend and crashed my date. I'm not sure why I shouldn't.

She doesn't like date crashers or gate crashers.

( "Damon Salvatore's a vampire," she says simply, hoping that clears everything up. This woman won't be his friend if she knows that, right? "They're real and he's dangerous. Over a hundred years old."

As if on cue, Damon tries kicking at the car trunk he's found himself in, (7) but it doesn't budge. )

[Lindsay tips her head to the side, raising her eyebrows.]

Yeah. And I'm a Slayer, dipshit. If he was an actual threat, I would have staked him already.

( That's a (4) for recognition. She just furrows a brow, but cowers under Beck's gun. )

Maybe let him out of the boot.

[Lindsay nods, before reaching back behind her to find the latch of the trunk to open it up.]

How you doing, buddy?

( "How do you think," he asks, sarcastically, accepting a hand to help him out of the trunk. He gets a look at the unconscious hunter and Goldilocks.

"Should we be looking for the three bears?" )

Damon.

( "Beckford," he says with a pop of his lips. )

Charmed.

( "Let me continue the interrogation," he says with malice in her direction. )

No.

[She shakes her head before reaching for the guy in front of her and flipping him over.]

They have a nice holding sell waiting for them, where I, the Sheriff, will continue this interrogation.

[And with that, Damon's phone rings.]

( He's about to object but his phone is ringing so give him a second. )

Can I call you back Caroline, I was just tranq'd and trunk'd.

Well, I was just attacked in the parking lot, and now I have two dead bodies plus a live one for poking and prodding.

[She huffs.]

If you're able, we could use some help cleaning things up.

You guys have this?

( As much as he wants to get his revenge on, it sounds like he's not as special as he thinks.

And as he steps over the man and heads back toward his car, he keeps talking. )

You and me both, that's not a coincidence.

[Lindsay nods and waves him off, focusing on getting these two off to jail to think about what they've done.

Caroline sighs.]

According to Isaac, there's some kind of internet supernatural hit list. Stiles texted him to try and warn him.

Stiles texted him?

( Because, it would've been better if there was some sort of, all pronged group text. )

New priority. All of our disparate groups have one representative so we can all be included on any crucial hit list details. How many bodies?

I'll make a note.

[Especially since they're all going to be scattering, it seems.]

Three. Two dead, one not.

So, we each get our own hostage. I'm perking up. Send me the details.

( And he hangs up, ready to join the blonde squad.

As for Beck.

"You look grand, Linds." )

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