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Post by jin on Sept 9, 2007 17:45:52 GMT 1
The sleeping girl awoke. Trish’s short pink hair still had yesterdays gel in it. She looked around were she had slept. It was her little “cave”. Yes it was in the sewers. It looked like a vampire nest. Her bed was a pile of blankets and pillows. There was a radio in one corner of the room. Her walls were cover with knifes scepters and her favorite weapon, ax’s. The floor was fairly clean. Well except for the blood stains. Vamps and demons new she was a slayer living down here and they often tried to come kill her. Of course they always lost.
Trish got up and pulled on her combat boots. She slept in her clothes. The green cargo pants were roomy so she could kick higher. She also had on a white tank top that revealed the longs tattoo’s covering her arms. She walked over to the punching bag. Many straps lay atop it. She pulled up her pant leg and but the straps around her legs. She took a few throwing knives and a gun. Last she walked over to were her weapons were and took out a large bamboo case. Such as the Chinese used to carry rice. It was as tall as Trish and had straps like a back pack. She took and ax off the wall. It was double sided and a purple red color. It had real amethysts on it. The blade was also at the tip coated with diamond.
In case you had not guessed it was not made by human hands. It was made for her by a demon whose life she saved. He lived in a mine and made her this beautiful and deadly weapon. The amethysts were infused with magic, what Trish didn’t know, but the ax had not failed her yet. Trish put it into the case and put the lid on. Why show an enemy you can fight. Why not take them by surprise.
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Post by Jason Spencer on Sept 9, 2007 17:57:51 GMT 1
Jason hadn't been himself lately, he really hadn't. He'd been paying for his things rather then stealing them....whats up with that? He stole the money of course, but, why not steal the items as well? Save the money for beer and such, it was more fun to go to a bar and pay for it. Oh, and he hadn't drank much either, this wasn't like him at all. And now he was hunting demons. Which, he did do alot...so at least he was doing something right.
He was chasing down a vamp who stole some of his cash. No one stole his cash and lived long enough to use it. He jogged through the sewers, but he did loose the vampire....he was slipping, he never used to loose vamps.
He was about to come around the corner when he heard something. At first he thought it was the vampire, but when he popped his head around the corner, he saw a young girl. Probably either Slayer or Demon.
"Well, well" he smirked, coming out from the shadows, and looking at the girl.
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Post by jin on Sept 9, 2007 18:14:49 GMT 1
Trish smirked. This guy was not human. She guessed by the way he approached a random person in the dark dank sewers. She didn’t know what he was but she would find out one way or another. “You seem so calm, how do you know I’m not some blood crazed demon just dying to suck the very soul from your body and hang it on my wall as a tapestry? Hm?” She cocked her head the side with a sort of questioning glance. She was not worried because no matter what he was she could always lour him into one of the many traps she had set up in her house.
She lifted her eye brows and straightened her neck. Hey brown eyes scanned the man. He looked somewhere in his twenties or thirties. If he was a demon she was probably way off. He was physically strong. But is he wanted to be able to leave her not babbling like an idiot he would also have to be mentally strong. Her insanity was…contagious. She had a way of boggling people with odd philosophies and gruesome pictures.
She didn’t think he would attack her and her guard was all the way down. She was not a normal slayer.
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Post by Jason Spencer on Sept 9, 2007 18:35:25 GMT 1
Jason just raised his brow, and leaned up against the wall. She seemed...complex. She sounded more like a slayer then a demon, although he wasn't too sure.
"I just have a feeling" he smirked back. He liked this girl, she had personality unlike most of the other people in the world. Whether they be slayer or demon, they all had their minds set on killing one another, rather then enjoying themselves. This girl might be like that, but she didn't seem that way.
"How do you know I won't suck the soul from your body and beat you with your own rib bones?" he questioned, trying to hold the playful grin that was coming to his face.
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Post by jin on Sept 9, 2007 18:48:45 GMT 1
Trish let her head fall back and she laughed. She took careful steps and circled him. Then she came up right behind him. It was a risk getting this close but that’s was made life worth living, taking risks. “I don’t.” She whispered in his ear and the hopped back in front of him with a grin. She hoped he would not attack she wanted to play with him a little longer. Plus she was not in a killing mood. She didn’t like killing ever she liked fighting but not killing.
Suddenly a sharp pain entered her head and started throbbing. Her hand flew to her head and she knelt to the ground. It hurt like hell. Not now not here. She thought. Go on kill him. Kill everyone, all those people above you enjoying there short lives. Kill them all that’s why you were made is it not? [/color] If she opened her eyes she new what she would see. Her mother staring at her with disgust and her watcher and father laughing. The man could kill her if he wanted right now. She had no way to protect herself.
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Post by Jason Spencer on Sept 9, 2007 19:09:43 GMT 1
Jason was a bit suprised at her grabbing her head. She was obvouisly is pain, but why? She gripped her head like it was going to explode. He hoped it wouldn't explode...that could be messy.
"Umm, are you ok?" he questioned, not really all that concerned, just curious. He just stood there, awaiting her reply. She liked like she was going mad or something. But, as long as she didn't try to kill him, Jasonn was fine with it.
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Post by jin on Sept 9, 2007 19:25:05 GMT 1
“Shut up! Shut up!” She said between clenched teeth. The pain in her head stopped and the voice when away. She stood up slowly and opened her eyes. She could here the sounds of the sewers. The drip of water the scurrying of rats. She looked back to the man and smiled. “No I’m not and I will never be fine for I am Trish the insane rouge slayer. A pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr.Demon.” She said her eyes laughing. She recovered quickly whenever that happened. She had grown used to it.
She had only guessed that he was a demon. He wasn’t human for one. Trish lest her hand trace the complex tattoo on her arm absent mindedly. She new he was not a vamp because there was a light shutter right above them. He had not even noticed it seamed. He might attack her now for she was a slayer.
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Post by Jason Spencer on Sept 10, 2007 2:18:43 GMT 1
This was an odd one, that was for sure. He didn't know what to think...was she insane? Or was she trying to scare him? If so, it wasn't working.
"Uhmmm ok?" he replied, unsure what to say. He just looked at her, wondering what her next move was going to be. He paused and looked at her for a moment. "So, slayer huh? Cool" he replied calmly. He wanted to try and make it clear, he was not a threat.
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Post by jin on Sept 10, 2007 3:10:23 GMT 1
It looked like the man was not going to tell her who or what he was on his own. She rolled her eyes. “And you are?” She said. Her brown eyes looked him over again. Not a threat it seemed. She was getting board. Talking was so boring. Almost everything was boring in her eyes. She wanted to go find a vamp to fight. She didn’t care what she fought she just wanted to fight.
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