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Post by helena on Jun 21, 2011 17:22:57 GMT
   Lena walked this earth like she owned it. Always had, and probably always will. She knows her power, beauty. She has weaknesses, but she'd rather not acknowledge them. Any sort of weakness makes you think less of yourself, so she just focuses on the aspects of herself that make her better, stronger, more powerful, more of a leader. She didn't know why the hell it was the men that had ruled over women for so long. Most of them were shallow idiots, and Helena was always able to use that to her advantage. Her eyes saw the dark as light, and that was a good thing at this moment because it was the middle of the night, she glanced at her watch. 00:12. She had exactly four minutes to get to the estates, for that meeting with Gregory. If she wasn't there, that would show uncommitment, even weakness. And she didn't want that, because if she had this man wrapped around her little finger, then she would gain that much more power. Even fir a vampire it was ways to go, but the Estates were usually quiet and empty of anything supernatural that might spy, so it was the perfect hide out for meetings like this.
Her hair was flowing as her long red jacket flowed behind her, it was quite a windy night, quite chilly for any human. It was supposed to be spring here in Manuka, yet the wind was harsh. She could tell, even if she could not feel it. Her golden hair whipped around her, as her chocolate coloured eyes scanned the area for anything out of the ordinary. She didn't notice a thing. Her hand dipped into her handbag to look at her phone, She didn't know why she bothered with one, but it was good to keep in contact with people, it was quicker and easier, maybe humans were a little less disgusting than she'd thought. They had some uses mainly food. They were oh so tasty. She remembered the snack she had had before his, just about an hour before. He was really attractive, and she didn't even know his name. Pity, maybe he would have been a little tastier with his name on her lips as well as his blood. Oh well, too late for hat now.
She made sure to stare right at the front as someone approached from the darkness. She was quite far away, but a few steps later Helena saw that it was merely a witch, she looked old and disgusting, so so dirty, compared to Helena's crisp frame. Lena's features contorted in disgust, her high heels making a sound on the cement. It was the only sound filling the air, and she enjoyed it, and dint even glance at the woman she she looked at Lena pleadingly. What you don't see won't bother you. That was her motto. Well not really, but it was one thing she went by. With a sigh she glanced at her watch again. 00:14. She had two minutes, she knew she'd be there in one. That was her, always on time, always ready for anything because she knew she had to be to get by, and that was all she was doing. Getting by. Actually no, that was a lie. She just wanted power, and she would get it. 00:15. She was almost there.
[/color][/b]: idk. :\ NOTES: Hope this is okay! TAGS: Remedy Richards LYRICS: monster - professor green CREDIT: GLEN COCO // CALLIE. [/ul][/SIZE] |
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Post by remedyrichards on Jun 21, 2011 19:20:59 GMT
It was a dark Saturday night. Remedy was stalking a wemon that he had his eyes on for quite some time. No he didn’t know her name, but he was watching her for a while now. But everything changed when he found her and her dinner. A man. He was now dead because do this vampire. Now the police would have more trouble figuring out what to do with the body and how he died. Remedy wasn’t gonna let no good killer walk around killing people. Heven though he hated having to kill a girl, let alone a pretty one, but it was his job in this world.
Remedy was wearing a blue, yellow, black, and white, New Orleans’ Hornets, short sleeve, shirt that is one size bigger then himself. His blue jeans sag a little bit because Remy wants them too. He wears a black belt with a custom belt buckle. The belt buckle is a black, metal ace of spades. Remedy also was wearing black fedora hat and a black trench coat. On the back of the trench coat is the words ‘New Orleans’ in big red letters. He wears black combat boots that are made to last a very long time.
Now for tattoos. On his chest is the ace of spades. On his back, in-between his shoulder blades are the ace of clubs. On his left upper arm is the ace of diamonds. And lastly is the ace of hearts on his right upper arm. As for anything else, he does have only a small beard, no mustache or sideburns. He pulled out his knife and kept his gun in his coat, just incase he needed it. Walking on the roof top of the buildings, he was watching the girl with his blue eyes.
Then he found the right moment to strike. He put a hand on his hat, and started to jump down from the stairs that were on the side of the building. Landing on his feet, Remedy was now behind Helena. He smirked at her.
“Ey, der, pretty young thing. What you be doin, out dis late.” Remedy said with his very strong Cajun accent. Raising the knife to his side he got into battle pasition. He waited for his emeny to respond and make their move.
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Post by helena on Jun 22, 2011 19:48:47 GMT
She could smell him. He was there, and because she had been focusing on her surroundings, she could smell the sweet smell of human. She could also smell danger, and she cussed under her breath. It was 00:15. She had one minute to get rid of this idiot and get the Geregory's. She wrinkled her nose in distaste. This was not part of the plan this evening.
She was supposed to be at the estates at exactly 00:16. And she still planned on getting there in time, the moment that she got rid of him. She pretended not to sense him, hoping he would go away, yet it was impossible because he had jumped behind her, and was talking to her. She turned around and rolled her eyes at this stupid man who dared to talk to her when he was armed.
She sighed in frustration, her eyes taking a fraction of a second to take in this man's appearance. He wore a black hat and a black coat, easy to blend into the shadows, but didn't make any difference to Lena because she had perfect night vision. She smiled widely, because the stance that the man had taken amused her. She had her hands in the pockets of her red jacket, her black high heeled shoes glistening in the dim light of the streetlights.
"Oh, you know, just heading home so I wouldn't be attacked by anything. Scary world." She said, with feigned fear. It was like a habit, to switch to a nicer, sweeter Helena when fooling the stupid humans. It was a bad habit, yet she found it totally addictive.
She walked a little closer to the man, "Has anyone ever told you, a man needs to be a gentleman to a lady." She said, her eyes narrowing, "Especially an unarmed one." She said, her voice becoming annoyed. It was 00:16 already, and another minute and she'd be late. It would be his fault, and she wanted to get this over and one with as quickly as she can.
She ran her hands down her coat. "Fine, if we must do this, attack me with your best shot." She just stood there, looking really quite menacing yet fragile, like a Rose, with defenses. She just hoped to get this over and done with quickly, she didn't want vermin bother her long enough for her to lose even an ounce of her reputation with Gregory.
[/color][/b]: idk. :\ NOTES: Bleh, sorry this sucked so bad  TAGS: Remedy Richards LYRICS: monster - professor green CREDIT: GLEN COCO // CALLIE. [/ul][/SIZE] |
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