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Post by Delila on Jul 10, 2008 23:45:42 GMT -5
Delila wandered the graveyard, she knew very little about her past but she knew she hadn't been magical before. She hated that she couldn't be in the daylight nor age. She wanted to age, she wanted to have friends. She loved killing but before she didn't want to.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 11, 2008 0:00:29 GMT -5
Bridget was on Cemetery Patrol again and she decided to stake out the Highgate cemetery again, in case Morgan happened through as she had weeks ago. Bridget was so confused after her last graveyard encounter, she willed a new one to appear and make sense of everything. A figure moved in the distance and Bridget instantly perked up. Could it possibly be her twin? Just as she had been hoping? It seemed almost too easy. "Morgan?" Bridget called out to the dark figure as she moved quickly between the graves for a better look.
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Post by Delila on Jul 11, 2008 0:14:36 GMT -5
Delila had heard a voice but paid it no mind, no one was calling for her so she didn't care. She remembered the sound of the human male she had met the first time and knew this voice was a woman. She stopped and sat on a headstone of a child, at least she thought it was a child.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Jul 11, 2008 14:22:08 GMT -5
Little did either of them know, but Morgana was lurking in the shadows behind one of the crypts. She was hoping to catch a glimpse of the slayer, and maybe follow her back to where ever the woman lived. At the sound of the familiar voice calling out her given name, she snapped to attention. So... Bridget was here, looking for her. She pressed herself against the side of the crypt and listened carefully. It wouldn't do for the slayer to spot her again. She was eager to put the plans she and Evan had concocted into action, but she couldn't do it if she was caught.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 12, 2008 12:49:55 GMT -5
There was no response from the dark figure. Could it be Morgan out there and simply keeping away from her? Or, more likely, it was someone completely different. Bridget drew her wand and held it high. "Lumos." She followed what she could see of the other person in the cemetery. "Hello?"
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Post by Delila on Jul 13, 2008 14:25:27 GMT -5
Delila rolled her eyes then asked, "What do you want?" She didn't know why anyone would risk being there at night. Though she knew the human would never suspect she was a creature of the night. She still sat on the head stone, she was acting like she was a normal human.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 20, 2008 23:27:00 GMT -5
There was a voice that responded, but her ears must've been mistaken. The voice was that of a child. Bridget's brow furrowed. Stepping closer she saw clearly that it was in fact a child, sitting on a headstone and apparently alone. "Are you lost, honey?" Her head turned to scan for another figure but saw nothing.
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Post by Delila on Jul 23, 2008 17:46:42 GMT -5
Delila giggled, humans were so stupid. "I'm not lost, are you?" Her tone was happy and chipper but her eyes showed nothing but lust and hate. She had lust for blood and hate for humans, she also hated that Amanda had someone to love in her life while she would be alone.
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Post by Brian on Jul 25, 2008 0:04:07 GMT -5
Brian was returning from a hunt, He had found a proper dinner and stopped on top of his favorite night guards post, but noticed he wasn't in tonight. "Ah well." he said shrugging his shoulders he made his way to his favorite tome. The night however was full of scents! There were two vampires... One fresh, but still familiar and another one, and another scent...of a Human! Oh did some one take their dinner to go? He had always liked to watch, One could call it a perversion, to enjoy watching others eating... but he didn't care! He hop scotched toward all the scents, it wasn't going to be likely anyone would dare to anything to him, but the uncertainty of it also excited him. "Ah, nothing like being Undead!" he said to the night with a smile.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Jul 25, 2008 10:50:23 GMT -5
Morgana remained hidden as the slayer began to speak to the other person. She heard a girl's voice, and she peered around the side of the crypt, trying to see what was going on. She saw the girl, sitting on top of a gravestone, talking to the slayer. But she could only hear one heartbeat.
So the girl was a vampire as well. She frowned. This was not something she had anticipated. She couldn't have other vampires pursuing her slayer, her prey. Her lookalike. Think of the damage it could do to her reputation as a vampire. Not to mention, the slayer was hers. She had to be.
She hesitated, listening carefully. If the slayer was in danger of being attacked by this child vampire, she'd have no choice but to step in. But as she listened, she was startled to hear yet another set of footsteps entering the graveyard. Judging by the scent and lack of a heartbeat, this newcomer was yet another vampire. Was this one working with the child? Was everyone out to get her slayer? And just how stupid was this slayer, walking into the cemetary on a night like this, without bringing backup?
Morgana was not pleased. If this continued, she would surely have to step in. But for now, she might as well see how it played out. She pressed herself flat against the back of the crypt and waited.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 25, 2008 12:43:40 GMT -5
The girl's demeanor was even more confusing than her being alone at night in a cemetery. Bridget moved closer, curious. Could this child be a creature of darkness? But she looked so innocent. And she was so young. In all her years Bridget had never encountered a vampire so young. No, she couldn't possibly be a vampire. That would be...immoral.
The wind blew through the graveyard and Bridget thought she heard someone else moving behind her. She turned but saw nothing but graves and darkness. She looked back to the child. "Where are your parents?" she asked, wondering if she would get a real answer or another sarcastic response.
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Post by Delila on Jul 25, 2008 15:17:40 GMT -5
Delila laughed. "I have no parents." She glanced around and noticed Amanda's lover standing near. "You picked the wrong night to visit the dead, darling." She smiled sweetly at the human.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 25, 2008 15:32:55 GMT -5
The girl was looking at something behind Bridget, and she turned again to look. She still couldn't see anything through the dark. She wondered if the girl was just messing with her. But the seriousness with which she answered about her parents worried her. She had been around the block often enough to know the signs. "How many have you killed tonight?" Bridget's tone was no longer sweet, but stern and demanding. Had she been too late to save someone tonight?
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Post by Delila on Jul 25, 2008 16:08:13 GMT -5
Delila smiled as she spoke, and her tone was as if she was remembering something she was fond of, "Little boy, little girl.. teenage boy and adult male..." She looked at the older woman and smiled a crazy smile as she stood and jumped up on the stove she had been sitting on. She had a crazed look in her eyes, a look that meant she was about to lose control.
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Post by Morgana Fontana on Jul 25, 2008 16:21:40 GMT -5
Morgana heard the change in the girl's tone and peered around the corner of the crypt to see what was going on. The girl vampire was now standing on top of the stone, towering menacingly over the slayer. A sharp scent, the smell of imminent attack, was now present in the air.
Morgana knew she had to step in, now. It was humiliating to think that she was about to save a human, but she had no choice. This slayer was hers to torment. She couldn't very well let some upstart newborn ruin all her fun!
She quickly stepped out from behind the tomb and walked briskly over to them. "Bridget? Is that you?" she asked, taking the slayer by the arm, while shooting a vicious glare at the child. "I was hoping I would run into you again!"
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 25, 2008 16:32:25 GMT -5
Four. Bridget had been too late to save four! Merlin's beard! This demon child was more than a mere menace. She was a true threat to both the wizarding and muggle worlds. Bridget stepped back slightly as the girl rose, turning from a sweet looking thing to a terrorizing hell child. Bridget rose her wand, but suddenly Morgan appeared. Bridget was taken aback. She hadn't expected this. "Get back Morgan, I have to handle this first. Then we can talk." She shook her arm free from the surprisingly tight grip of Morgan's fist.
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Post by Brian on Jul 26, 2008 2:11:46 GMT -5
Brian laughed. "Now this is exciting! Too bad baby dirt bloom! It seems you were a ...Dead give away!" Brain quickly hopped over a few more stones, and landed sitting cross legged on top of a comfortable tomb. "A slayer! My my child! you have refine tastes for a fledge! I don't believe, even I've taken the risk of eating something that could kill me!" he commented blandly to Amanda's fledge. He wondered if he should tell his Amanda of this encounter, the older Vampire woman also intrigued him as well, "ah such good fortune this night! it made me glad to be Dead! " he said waved his hands before his white face, making it appear that he had switched a white mask for another grining mask.
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Post by Bridget Harvey on Jul 27, 2008 11:02:52 GMT -5
Bridget's eyes flashed to the second vampire, who spoke musically to the child. She caught the word "fledge" as he taunted the girl. So, she was new?! That changed things. Fighting two skilled vampires at once could have posed some sort of threat. But if she was still getting used to her powers then Bridget had a better chance. She fired a stunning spell at the demon child, then turned to face her new companion. "It's a good thing you enjoy being dead. Because soon you really will be."
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Post by Delila on Jul 27, 2008 12:21:57 GMT -5
Delila remembered what had happened to Amanda when she had been hit by the magic and jumped out of the way. "I've already had my fill tonight so losing her is nothing, besides I like the males better, much easier to choose."
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Post by Brian on Jul 28, 2008 0:00:47 GMT -5
Brain laughed and popped up to stand on top of the tome. "Oh I've forgotten that babies eat so very much!" He danced around the slayer and the other Vampire on top of surrounding head stones. "Oh I don't think so! You see, I've seen the the moon over so many nights, and I feel that I enjoy watching it very much!" and with that he hopped closer and then further away from the three of them, landing neatly on a tall and elegant headstone of a young wife dead so many years before.
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