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Post by Pat Owen on Sept 12, 2008 22:33:07 GMT -4
"Excuse me miss. You wouldn't happen to know where I could get a pet BLOOD hound around here would you?" Pat wondered putting on an innocent voice.
He observed the two women. He still didn't know what to expect but he knew he could handle it.
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Post by Alexis London on Sept 14, 2008 19:48:07 GMT -4
Alexis opened her mouth to speak to Lenore, but her eyes immediately flickered to the door. A man entered, which was fairly normal, until his eyes flickered black. A demon. Alexis shrugged. She had no problems with demons unless they had problems with her.
"Cute. But I guess Hellhound pups are hard to come by, I'd make it my second choice as well." Alexis got to her feet and crossed the floor to the demon, her stiletto heels clicking on the floor.
"Alexis London." She held out a hand to him. "What brings a fine, strong demon like yourself to my humble shop?" She gave him a quick smile, indicating he was welcome so long as he wasn't looking for trouble. Alexis didn't want blood she didn't create on her floors.
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Post by Lenore on Sept 14, 2008 20:41:11 GMT -4
Lenore cursed internally that her flask of holy water was in the changing room. Her hoped this Demon wasn't a friend of the one she had exorcised the night before.
Lenore listened as her fellow vampire welcomed the demon into her shop and hoped for a peaceful resolution to the encounter.
She also prepared herself for a fight.
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Post by Pat Owen on Sept 14, 2008 21:05:14 GMT -4
Pat smiled as the woman named Alexis held out her hand to him. He just grinned smugly, ignoring her gesture.
"I'm looking for two hunters. Brothers. Call themselves the Winchesters. Seen em around?" Pat asked, but really ordered.
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Post by Alexis London on Sept 14, 2008 21:36:58 GMT -4
Alexis calmly folded her arms across her chest, keeping the polite smile on her face. So the demon was looking for hunters? She didn't meet many hunters now days-and she liked it like that.
"Winchesters? You mean Sam and Dean? No, I haven't seen them. I've heard of them, but never meet them."
She took a step back and began running her fingers through her long, shining hair. Most demons didn't fall for her tactics, but she could try.
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Post by Pat Owen on Sept 14, 2008 21:43:20 GMT -4
Pat smiled. He felt a strange kind of an attraction to her. Maybe it was the whole, creatures of the night thing. Still he had to keep focused.
"Well what about that girl over there. Know if she knows them?"
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Post by Alexis London on Sept 14, 2008 22:16:45 GMT -4
Alexis began idly wrapping a piece of hair around one finger as she turned and walked back to her place on the sofa. Crossing her long legs, she glanced from Lenore to the demon.
"Do you know them?" She turned to her. "I'd like to meet them myself if you do. I've heard so many rumors....it would be nice to put faces with names."
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Post by Lenore on Sept 14, 2008 22:44:56 GMT -4
There was no way in hell that Lenore was going to tell the demon anything about the Winchesters. She owed the boys big for saving her 'family' from Gordon. Not to mention the difficulty of explaining how she would have survived an encounter with a pair of hunters.
"You seem to know a lot about them. If I had met them, do you think I would still be here?"
It was best not to lie, one never knew what powers the black-eyed bastards possessed.
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Post by Pat Owen on Sept 15, 2008 16:06:15 GMT -4
Pat smiled, just by reading the woman's expressions could he tell that she was being less than truthful. But the question was...how much less. He had to be very careful with this one.
"Thanks anyway..." Pat backed away a bit, loving his twisted game of cat and mouse.
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Post by Kubrick on Sept 15, 2008 16:24:44 GMT -4
Kubrick sat in his RV which was parked in a parking lot near a store where he had heard that a vampiress owned. He shined his machette as he sat in a chair surrounded by paintings of Jesus and cruicifixes hanging on the walls, a small cross necklace dangled from his neck. A jar full of dead man's blood sat on the counter beside him. He had been tracking down a vampire woman that had escaped his pal Gordan due to interference from the Winchesters. He believed he finally had her and she was hiding in the store with supposedly another vampire woman. Kubrick stood up and put his machette in its sheath on the inside of his jacket. He filled a few syringes with dead man's blood and then kissed a cross on his wall, proceeding to exit his vehicle and walk to the store. He slowly entered and looked around. There were three figures. A young man, and two women.
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Post by Lenore on Sept 15, 2008 16:33:22 GMT -4
"Thanks anyway..."
Lenore didn't wait for him to say much more before she ducked back into the dressing room and changed back into her clothes, making sure both her bowie knife and bottle of holy water were easily assessable. She stepped back into the store proper just before the doorbell chimed again, signaling the entrance of a middle-aged man.
What now?
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Post by Pat Owen on Sept 15, 2008 17:27:20 GMT -4
Pat turned to see that someone else had entered. A middleaged man. Pat stared at him, unsure. He turned to the women who looked nearly as confused by the newcomer as himself.
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Post by Alexis London on Sept 15, 2008 20:01:38 GMT -4
Alexis was almost disappointed to see the demon leave. He looked beneficial to her-and she was sure she could be to him as well-in some manner, at least.
She opened her mouth to speak to Lenore when the bell chimed again. This time, it was an older man who stood in the doorway.
Human.
Alexis frowned. She did not care for humans in the slighest unless she was eating them. And something told her this man was one not to be trusted.
"Hello." She said smoothly, turning on the innocent shopkeeper act. "I'll be with you in a moment."
Turning around, she grabbed a brown sweater from a rack and tossed it to Lenore.
"Here's the sweater you were looking for. And you, when did you say your girlfriend's birthday was? I've got some lovely zodiac charms."
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Post by Lenore on Sept 15, 2008 21:08:26 GMT -4
Lenore was relived to see that the others were as wary of the newcomer as she was, but did not let her face show it. Instead she neatly folded the clothes she had tried on and walked calmly to the register, without ever fully turning her back on anyone.
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Post by Kubrick on Sept 15, 2008 21:21:22 GMT -4
Kubrick wasn't going to fool around.
"Look you fangs. I don't have time for your bull."
Kubrick drew his machette, with a syringe of dead man's blood in the other hand.
"God has sent me on my mission. And it's to kill you."
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