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Post by Rowan 'Mac' McKinnon on Apr 30, 2008 17:37:45 GMT 1
Mac wandered through the park trying to exude victim. Which was a hell of a lot more difficult than you would think, but she was looking for trouble. She had been to long restrained she needed to burn something and she figured a demon or vampire would do.
She was dressed in black jeans and a blood red vest top under her bomber jacket. Her usually long stride was being deliberately shortened till she was almost scurrying. She had her shoulders hunched and head tilted down.
What you couldn't see was the flask of holy water in her pocket, the stake tucked into the hem of her jeans, or 'Kiss' and 'Promise' holstered at her wrist. If she was lucky she'd come across a few leeches and get a scuff in as well as something to light up!
It didn't look good though she'd been wandering around for over an hour now and not even a nibble. Pardon the pun.
She tensed imperceptably as a footfall sounded to her right. Looked like she finally had some company.
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