(umm..not sure how Izzy is gonna be in danger but let's see)

The man stepped closer, something silver flashing on his belt. Izzy held backs scream as she noticed the sharp steel blade. What o was he doing with that?! The man caught her eye, following her gaze to the blade. He grinned, pulling it out and flicking his wrist. "Like it? After I..uh...taught someone a lesson, nobody ever messed with me again." Izzy couldn't bare to think about what had happened to that person. He looked straight back at her, aiming it towards her. "I'm going to guess that you have money on you so hand it over and nobody gets hurt."

"I- I don't have any on m-me," Izzy stammered. He stepped closer again, and this time Izzy screamed.

(My brain is not working, how does someone react in a situation like this??)

(LOL I only got a 2 on your buddy quiz so...oh well XD)

(Be imaginative xD)

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Riptide held back a snort of surprise as he saw a man getting out of the truck. A slimmer, more petite frame had her back turned to him, so he couldn't see who it was, but the man didn't look like good news. As Ripp noticed a blade he froze for a second, then the girl screamed. He immediately launched forward and started to gallop out- but with a quick change of ideas he whirled into a human half step and kept on running. Ripp literally threw himself at the man. The guy was chunkier than him, but Riptide was just as tall. He darted to the side before skillfully grabbing the dagger and holding it to the man's throat. "Want money off of me now? Or are you scared." He hissed, his eyes glinting angrily. No one threatened anyone near his lake.

Izzy braced herself for the blow but it never came. There was a thud! When Izzy looked up, John was holding the knife up to the man's throat. The man shook his head ever so slightly, careful not to cut himself on the sharp blade. "..John?" Izzy took a step forward before stopping, all her fears returning. John could be dangerous. Why was he out here so late? How could he threaten someone like that?

(Lol, I kept calling him Ripp before changing it to John)

Riptide slowly tried to ungrit his teeth. The man was in shock- the guy had no idea what hit him. "Leave." Ripp backed up, gesturing towards the vehicle. After the man left he let out a slow breath. Now what was he going to do with the dagger? And HOLY FRIHOLIS his shoulder hurt! The wound had opened again and was now slowly trickling blood down his side. Ripp wasn't going to leave the dagger out here, because the metal wouldn't be good for the environment. At the voice of the women he had ended up helping, he turned to see who it was, surprise showing when he recognized Izzy. "Izzy? What were you doing out here so late? Nevermind- I'm sorry, not my place to ask that. Are you okay?" He inquired with concern.

Izzy nodded. "I'm fine -thanks for that, I guess- but what about you?" Blood was dripping from his wound, which had reopened again. Concern replaced her fear. John needed help, whether he was a crazy weirdo or not. Izzy watched the man drive away, the roar of the engine jolting her back to realit. She had to stay focuse, it wasn't safe. "Um...if you don't mind me asking, what were you doing out here so late?"

Rover suddenly decided to go and join Izzy. He glanced at John then Izzy and barked once happily. "Maybe you should come back to my house.." she said slowly.

Riptide was still surprised it was izzy, ad still concerned about why she had been out here so late. +I'm just thankful she didn't hear HOOVES+ he thought, wincing at the thought of his late transformation. he glanced at his wound, which- sure enough- was reopened. At her question he lifted an eyebrow. "If you don't mind ME asking, why were you out so late as well? And to answer your question... I was taking a walk." he paused. "Not like I have anywhere to go." he mumbled under his breath, hopefully too low for her to hear. He glanced at the dog with a small smile- animals always made him smile, considering he was a horse, technically- and then looked back at Izzy. "I'm actually shocked. Even after all my creepiness you still want to help me? Why?" Ripp sounded genuinely curious.

Now it was Izzy's turn to raise her eyebrow. "So you admit you're a creepy weirdo?" She stifled a laugh. "I'm kidding. You're hurt, you need help. And," she gave a fake sigh, "if there's one thing I'm good at, it's helping people." Izzy patted the soft fur on top of Rover's head. "I was also taking a walk, with Rover."

John said something she couldn't hear but that was the least of her concerns. She set of a few steps then waited to see if John was coming along.

"I admit I'm a creept weirdo." Riptide grinned a little, raising his hands in surrender. Of course, that was a bad idea, because his shoulder HURT. "Okay, I can't argue with you on that one. I am hurt." He said with a wince, glancing at the dog again before looking back at her. "Normal enough." He joked a little, hesititing for a moment. His brain was split completely two different ways. Here was a super nice person wanting to help. Buuut the Kelpie tales were the same in England. If she figured out what he was... she'd be terrified. He didn't want to see the look of horror spread across her face as she scrambled away from him. Ripp let out a small sigh, his heart winning over his brain. He stepped forward to follow.