~Laddie Flashback #3~
Laddie was currently laying down on her back in the middle of a pool table, her little legs in the air as she touched her small fingers to her toes. Her soft giggles carried throughout the bar, her father's booming voice could be heard over all the others as he discussed the demon omens going on in a small town just North of where they were right now. The voices of other hunters participated in on the conversation, but one among the other's stood out to her. It was deep and gruff, soothing yet hard as steel. Tilting her head to the side she caught a glimpse of the man whose voice was ringing through her blonde covered head. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and dark eyes. He had an equally dark haired beard and tan skin. He wasn't smiling and he seemed all too serious. Well, everyone seemed serious to her. She didn't understand how some people could never smile or laugh, just stand there with a stoic expression and never let anybody see how they felt. It was weird to Laddie, because she always made sure everyone knew exactly how she was feeling and she didn't care if it caused a scene or not.
Dropping her legs down, Laddie rolled herself onto her tummy and scooted down and off of the table. Laddie picked up her battered eor stuffed animal and made towards the loud group of men. Pushing her way towards her daddy, she climbed onto his lap and grabbed a French fry from his plate, shoving it into her mouth as the conversation still continued despite her presence. The man with the voice was staring at her curiously as spoke on and on about some yellow eyed demon. Laddie smiled in response to his watching her, with those hard, calculating eyes of his. Daddy started to comb his fingers through Laddie's long curls subconsciously, not noticing that he was currently being gently and caring, something that seemed rare and exotic to Laddie. He barely ever showed any sign of love or father-like behavior towards her. He was always hitting and grabbing, yelling and punishing. But Laddie was used to it, he had always been that way. She'd be more scared if he weren't.