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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 19, 2008 20:06:35 GMT -4
(OOC-I could really use a demon in this thread ) "God, I hate this thing." Bianca stepped around a pig corpse that Old Man Ritchie felt it necessary to leave out as proof that something really was attacking his livestock. Bianca had been on the trail of the Bigfoot like creature for the passed six weeks. A week ago, she knew she'd put a bullet into the damn thing. She'd heard it scream, so that meant-. Actually, that meant nothing, as Bianca now realized. A scream could mean anger, pain, anything-it didn't mean she'd actually shot the thing. Tonight she'd have to prove she'd actually hit it. Bianca dropped her bag onto the ground and slumped down to lean against a tree. She reached inside and pulled out her gun. After checking to see if it was loaded, Bianca settled back and waited for whatever was out there to come.
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Post by Belle on Jun 22, 2008 17:06:10 GMT -4
"Oh no...Come back!" Belle shouted after a guy who ran off, into which looked another deeper into the woods. She pouted for a moment and watched him through a pair of black eyes, which sooner disappeared as she started to grin. How fun! A game, she thought to herself with a smile.
"Wait!" She shouted again with well practised concern lacing her tone. "You don't know what's out there! Apart from me." Though the last statement was just said to herself, you never knew who else was out there.
Okay, so she had never set out to show him she was a demon just yet, but she had got a little excited and carried away. And she could easily just go and appear in front of him, but where was the fun in that?!
She had on some tight fitting jeans, high heeled boots, and a low cut top. Not what you'd expect someone to be wearing in a forest, but hey, she wasn't just anybody...
Running into a clearing she paused for a minute, glancing round, listening out for the guy. He couldn't have gone that far could he. Although she knew exactly which way he had gone...she just wanted to play human for the day.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 23, 2008 18:23:21 GMT -4
Bianca heard voices, and the sounds of branches snapping underfoot. She got to her feet and took a few steps forward so that she could hear what was going on.
Bigfoot did not speak, so that was totally not what she was hearing. Bianca frowned. She was not going to be happy when if she had to defend a group of drunken underagers in addition to Old Man Ritchie's pigs.
Bianca went back to her bag and rummaged until she found a flashlight. Clicking it on, she aimed it in the direction the sound had come from.
"Who's out there?" She called, stepping towards the voice. Bianca caught a flash of blonde hair in her dim light. A girl. Ok.
"Who are you?" She asked, keeping the gun close to her side.
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Post by Belle on Jun 24, 2008 13:00:05 GMT -4
Belle glanced around again, about to head off after the guy again when she heard another voice. A coy smile slipped on her face, but off again as she looked properly at where the light was coming from. "What a bright light." She commented, "It's very bright." She repeated, trying to make out the woman who was holding it.
Who was she?! What a question. People were so funny, and she had a feeling the night would be amusing. "My name's Belle." She replied somewhat softly, but just so the woman could hear her. "My friend just ran off, I'm trying to find him." She told her, with a slight frown.
"Who are you? How come your out here, all by your lonesome?" She asked the woman, taking a step forward but stopped, waiting for her to move towards her.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 24, 2008 19:04:27 GMT -4
Bianca averted the light, deciding that it probably was a bad idea-or at least rude-to hold a flash light in someone's face in the middle of the night.
"Belle," she nodded thoughtfully, "well, if I can give you some advice-this isn't really the place you and your friend want to be wandering around at night. You should find him and get out of here. It's dangerous."
Bianca decided she could help the other girl find her friend and get out of the woods before returning to her game of In Search of Bigfoot. It would be better that way, making sure that she didn't have another corpse on her hands.
"I'm Bianca. And I'm on business." Bianca walked back to the tree and collected her bag. "Come on, I'll help you find your friend."
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Post by Belle on Jun 24, 2008 19:59:48 GMT -4
"Oohhh how dangerous can a dark woods be?" Belle giggled slightly, pausing for a moment, listening out in the direction of which the guy had gone. "It's so nice at night!" Belle told Bianca waving a hand upwards to the tops of the trees and the sky.
"Oh Bianca..." She said letting the womans name run off her tongue ever so slightly. "So business..What business? At night?! Your not waiting for a guy are you?" She asked her ever so softly, before checking her nails on both her hands and looking back at the woman with a cheeky grin. She so loved to tease, now she had two people to play with, which was going to be fun. She pondered her thoughts on what to do, and how to scare this new person, but she was curious...and wondered if she was really going to help her find her friend.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 24, 2008 21:58:58 GMT -4
Bianca laughed softly at Belle's reaction. She'd expected it. People in this area felt safe, so why shouldn't they be out in the woods at night? Bianca restrained from flashing the light towards where the pig corpses lay at the edge of Ritchie's field.
"Ooohh, let's hope we don't find out." Bianca tossed her bag over her shoulder. What harm could walking a bit do? She could always catch Bigfoot on his way to the farm from another direction.
"A guy?! Ha, I wish." Bianca shook her head, wishing she had something relaxing like a man to look forward to. "But no, just doing some late night....hunting."
She didn't say anymore, no need to freak the other woman out. Bianca smiled as she walked towards Belle, keeping the light on the ground in front of her.
"So which way did your friend go?"
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Post by Belle on Jun 26, 2008 13:58:01 GMT -4
The word hunting that came out of Bianca's mouth caught Belle's attention and the side of her mouth lifted in a wry smile wondering what she was supposed to be hunting. She glanced again at the woman, and didn't believe she could be much of a hunter, although she might try. Meeting a hunter, how fun.
"And what could there be to hunt this late at night, when you can hardly see much in front of you?" Belle questioned as innocently as she could manage, which was quite innocent seeing as she'd had a lot of practise. She asked as motioned to the left of her. "I think it was that way you know...You didn't happen to see him pass by anywhere?" She asked the woman, although thought that if he had, she might have mentioned that sooner. She watched her carefully, checking what things she had with her, if anything.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 26, 2008 17:47:54 GMT -4
"Well, between you and me, I'm hoping it's just some messed up fox." Bianca slung her bag diagonally over her body. She was sure it was a good way to get herself strangled at some point.
"But sometimes, the most messed up creatures only come out at night. Hence the reason I'm here." She motioned absently around her with the hand holding her gun. Bianca really needed a hobby other than hanging out in the woods at night. She'd only been doing it since she was a kid.
"I didn't see anyone except you, sweetie." Bianca started walking deeper into the woods, hoping that Belle would follow. Suddenly, she stopped walking.
Ahead of her, Bianca caught a wiff of something that smelled like a combination of skunk and rotten eggs.
"Damn it." She grumbled. The scent was an indication of an approaching Bigfoot. It was still far off, but it was too close for her liking.
"Maybe we should go this way." Bianca turned, pointing in the direction they'd just come from. "My car's back there. You can wait there while I look for your friend."
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Post by Belle on Jun 26, 2008 18:20:29 GMT -4
"Oh come now."Belle purred slightly as she followed Bianca with a small smile painted on her face. "We both know foxes aren't that capable of killing things bigger than it." She stated, her eyes every now and again looking at the gun Bianca had in her hand. She followed slowly behind her, and looked behind her before they stopped to see how far they'd actually gone, but it was a lot darker they way they'd gone, and really Belle prefered hotels and partially lit areas because then at least she could survey her handy work, but then again there had to be exceptions she thought, moving round to the side of Bianca when the woman stopped, and pointed back the way they had come.
"Now don't go and spoil things. I don't want to go back, its to much fun out here...Dark...Where no one else can hear anything..." She trailed off, and giggled, walking a few steps away from the human. "You know, you're kinda pretty, from what I saw..." Belle started, "It's a shame you chose the wrong night to go hunting and found me." A sigh escaped her lips as if the talking was just to much for her.
She was trying to decide between killing this human, or playing with her. Playing was more fun though, and in a place like this there was plenty to scare someone.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jun 27, 2008 9:32:18 GMT -4
"I never said that spoken of "messed up fox" had killed anything-let alone that the thing was bigger than it."
Bianca gave Belle a weary stare. She should have been suspicious from the start, but the woman gave no clear signs of being a spirit-and Bianca was good at identifying those. Of course, that didn't mean she wasn't something else, just that she wasn't a ghost.
"Oh, so you love the dark hmm? And being in the middle of nowhere? Nothing suspicious about that. In fact, I think it sounds like you need a hobby a little more than I do."
Bianca smiled boredly. She'd definietely stumbled onto something here-but God knew what.
"Oh, that's sweet of you. Flattery is always such a nice thing. I think you're very pretty yourself. Now why don't you tell me who you are, Belle?"
Bianca raised the gun and aimed it at the other woman. Somehow, she didn't think it would do her worlds of good, depending on what she was dealing with.
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Post by Belle on Jun 27, 2008 17:10:16 GMT -4
"Oh I have a lot of good hobbies thankyou very much." Belle said slowly, looking around her, as if she were suddenly worried about something coming up behind her. Belle gave a little twirl on the spot as she thought of her answer to this Bianca chick. "Of course I'm pretty, but I do like to hear it from other people." She smiled with another giggle.
"Who am I? Who am I?" She repeated it twice, twirling a piece of hair in one hand, as she moved a step towards Bianca with a slight glint in her eye. She turned her gaze to the gun in her hands with a smile. "How pretty your gun is, why are you pointing it at me?" She asked innocently. "You might hurt someone with it." She told her softly, stopping where she was, about 5 paces off the woman. "But not me, oh no, you can't hurt me." Belle laughed. "You shouldn't have been out here tonight." She added, glancing round for a moment, before settling her gaze upon Bianca again, watching...waiting...seeing what she'd do...
She didn't know, she didn't care...She didn't know what she was going to do...It just came to her in her mind when it did...
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jul 1, 2008 17:34:32 GMT -4
"Don't we all like to hear it from other people?" Bianca smirked. "I guess that was a thank you, so you're welcome."
She kept the gun trained on Belle as the other woman came closer.
"Pretty? I never really considered it that before." Her dark eyes moved over the other woman, studying her, trying to figure out what exactly she was. "I keep it for protection rather than looks, to keep others from hurting me. Hence the reason I point it at things-people-yourself."
Bianca rattled off the words as casually as a shopping list. Her amusement rose as the woman told her she shouldn't have been out there. She tossed her thick hair over her shoulders, giving the other woman a sarcastic smile.
"Been talking to my mother, haven't you?" Bianca responded flatly. "Sounds like something she'd say. I appriciate your "concern" for my well being."
"But somehow," Bianca took a small step back, her eyes locked on the woman's, "I don't think that's your main concern. If I can't hurt you, that says something, doesn't it? So what are you, exactly? Hag of Beara? Banshee? Wood Nymph? I'm not feeling some murdered spirit, left to die out here by her killer."
Bianca knew the odds were stacked against her that she was dealing with a human. And in that case, the gun was useless. She'd been dealing with supernatural creatures for years now, and this woman fascinated her as the rest did. She lowered the gun and folded her arms across her chest.
"There, I'm not pointing it at you anymore. Happy?"
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Post by Belle on Jul 3, 2008 19:25:33 GMT -4
"Sorry to break it to ya hunny, but I don't think a gun's gonna help ya against many of the things out here." Belle told her with a grin. "You've just got normal bullets in there haven't you? Well they're useless." She told her, gestering around them at the cover of darkness.
Belle just laughed outloud at Bianca's comment about Woo Nymphs and such like creatures. Such a naive person she thought with a smile, although the banshee comment wasn't very nice. "Yes I'm very happy thankyou." Belle said, moving around Bianca slowly, watching her carefully. "Wood nymph! You compared me to a nymph! And a Banshee! How rude! Like I would ever associate myself with them...I'm so much better..and scary..." Belle grinned, disappearing from the side of Bianca not caring if the girl saw her or not.
She suddenly reappeared right behind Bianca, and held some of her hair in her hand. "Such pretty hair too...It will be a shame to kill you." She said whispering the last bit in Bianca's ear, before disappearing and reappearing 5 or so steps away from her again, giggling to herself. "This is so fun." She laughed, almost like a little kid.
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Post by Bianca Pagliaro on Jul 6, 2008 11:00:18 GMT -4
Bianca's eyes studied the other woman with suspicion. She still had no idea what she was dealing with. Demon? Vampire? If it was either of those, it would be a first. Bianca had never met a flesh on flesh demon, only the ones she'd spoken to over the Ouija board.
"Fine, how about a vampire? Or a demon?" Bianca felt her heart flutter slightly as the woman disappeared, only to reappear holding her hair.
"No one said anything about killing anyone." Bianca jerked her head, tossing her hair. Whatever it was, she was going to start taking some precautions.
One hand slipped into her bag and pulled out a rosary. Bianca slipped it around her neck. A crucifix would probably stop a vampire-unless she was dealing with one of those "Thirty Days of Night" ones that didn't play by tradional vampire rules.
Now her hand pulled out a small plastic bag. Bianca poured the contents in a circle around her. It was a mixture of salt and garlic. That should stop both demons and vampires. She sat down in the circle.
"I still say we're not killing anyone." She folded her arms over her chest.
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