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Post by billie on Jul 2, 2010 8:34:23 GMT -5
This was a common occurrence for Billie, finding a place to sleep for the night. Though sleep was something that was a little less common these days, since she constantly had to be on the lookout for anything that may want to hurt her, even kill her, and in the worst scenario, turn her. If she was ever turned, which would never happen because she was so observant and careful and skilled, she would most likely shoot herself, no definitely she would definitely shoot herself. Billie would never let herself become another, she knew that the other beings were all evil and just wanted blood, and death in general, and she was here to stop that from happening. After what happened to her family, she felt that she needed to rid the city of these foul things, they shouldn't even be here. And even though it was her kind that put most of them here, she felt like it was her kind's duty to rid the world of them, and Bridgefield was just the beginning, she planned to take on the world, well not really but one could only hope and wish.
It was hard for one without a home, Billie had to live off what she could find. Sure, she had money, she had all the money that her family had, enough to equip her with all the weapons she needed, and to give her food and clothes, occasionally shelter, but shelter was that last thing on her mind. Revenge, for the vampires that took her family from her, and all the other things on this earth. But until she took care of that, she had places like the old theater for shelter. Billie had been here a few times before, once she had to kill a few vampires before being able to settle for a little while. It didn't bother her much really, killing things, she had done it her entire life, it was her family's business, she had no choice. Even so, she always thought that she would have chosen hunting over anything else.
It was dark out and inside the run-down theater, and it smelt quick gross. But the smell did not bother Billie at all, she was far to busy glancing around, with a hand sitting around her waist where she kept a gun ready if she was attacked. It had saved her many times in the past. She trod lightly so not to alert anything that may be nearby that she was here. Her breathing was slow and controlled, despite the fact that her heart was racing, something that many beings would be able to pick up anyway. Billie scouted the whole area, there was nothing. Once she had finished, she scouted the place out again, but this time she was looking for a place to sit down for a small while. One was found quickly, and she speedily set herself up for a quick stay. She took the gun out from her belt before sitting down, placing it next to her. She lay her head against the wall and it all went black.
She woke to the sound of something nearby, she didn't know what it was, but she wasn't going to risk anything. So she grabbed her backpack and slung it onto her shoulders, grabbed her gun and held it so that she could shoot quickly if needed. Billie slowly made her way toward a door that she could have sworn the noise came from.
notes, okay so this really is crap.
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Post by shiloh on Jul 9, 2010 10:30:14 GMT -5
I've gotta fight today to live a n o t h e r day. - - - -- - - SPEAKING MY MIND TODAY! )
Always, always, she was told, “be prepared for anything.” Well, this just goes to show how much Shiloh really paid attention to what she was told. All those classes and learning to do everything just right, they weren’t helping her at the moment. It was really an unfair fight, a vampire against a little human with just a few knives. Sure, she could do some damage, if she wasn’t the one getting all the damage done to her. After the last throw against the wall, Shiloh was bent over in a crouch, look at the vampire. Well, she probably shouldn’t have pissed the vampire so much. She had a problem with taunting things, and that’s probably why she was getting her ass kicked at the current moment. The red-headed girl was breathing heavily, then said, ”Oh come on, is that all you got?”
[/color] The vampire laughed at her, and shot its hand out, slapping her, making her fly back. Yeah, she should really shut her mouth sometimes. She couldn’t help it though, vampires really did it to themselves with their ugly looking nature, and zombie like features. And that damned high pitch shit they do. Shiloh recovered from the blow, and was currently running as fast she could go. ”I should’ve worn better shoes, these look like shit and are terrible for running,”[/color] she thought to herself. Wow, was she really just thinking about what kind of shoes she should be wearing? This, is probably why they wait for a kid to be a least twenty before they send them out to the field of killing, but then again, with the way Hunter’s were getting killed left and right, they probably would’ve sent them out at her age. Shiloh looked back and saw that no one was pursuing her. She knew better to believe that, and looked up, she saw shadows on the roofs of the houses and buildings. Oh, great. She took off towards Hollywood Theater, not really caring where she was going. She just wanted to get into a crowd of people. The vampire wouldn’t dare attack her in a crowd of people, would he? Shiloh didn’t know, she didn’t even know if there were a lot of people there, she just knew that she needed to get somewhere besides in the shadows of the night. She’d lost her backpack somewhere back at where she had started this whole mess, and doubted that she would get it back. At of all this, and the possibility that she could die tonight, one person popped into her head, Rory. Why the hell would be popped into her head this time and moment?! She couldn’t start thinking about him, God knows what would happen to her if she did. Shiloh finally made it to the Hollywood Theater, and as she feared, everyone was inside their rooms, except the selected few, but she doubt they would scream if she was killed. She didn’t even think they would be able to scream because they’d be dead before they could get a scream out. Shiloh stopped to think about where she should go, she debated on just running into a room, but she didn’t want to get other people killed. As she was thinking, she heard a thump, meaning someone landed behind her. “Oh great, he caught up,” she thought to herself. Shiloh spun around just to be slapped backwards into a door. Crap! Shiloh shook it off, and got back off. ”Awh, did I piss the little vampire man off?”[/color] She smiled sarcastically at him. She threw one of her smaller knives at him, and nailed him in the knee. She heard him cry out with pain, but didn’t stick around to see him recover. Shiloh didn’t make it very far before she was being tossed into a pile of garbage cans. ”You know, that’s not very nice, throwing people into trash cans like that. What would your mother say?”[/color] Finally, they started with hand to hand combat, and she got in a few punches. But she was pinned in by him and the wall. To think, Shiloh thought that wall had been on her side. She was ashamed of the wall, and it’s choices to keep her pinned here. ”Are you ready to die little Hunter?”[/color] So, the vampire guy could speak. Shiloh looked at him, blood was running from every place she could think of at the moment. ”Well, now that you ask, no. I was thinking that maybe you could look the other way while I just run back to the hole I came from,”[/color] she said to him sarcastically. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] TAG Billie WORD COUNT 770 NOTES woot for post! OUTFIT link! CREDIT justlikefalling @ caution 2.0! lyrics @ skillet
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Post by billie on Jul 11, 2010 0:19:10 GMT -5
She was so sure that the noise had come from around here somewhere. Billie was searching, chances were that whatever had made the noise would be something that she should kill. And if it wasn't, well she'd probably just scold them for bothering her and tell them to be on their way. Or maybe she could yell at them for bothering her, which would probably be far more effective, and then order them to be on their way. That sounds more like something that Billie would do, and she would do it so well too. She was so determined when it came to killing things these days, ever since her family were attacked and she somehow escaped, she has been ever so determined to get revenge on those that did it. Of cause she had managed to kill a few at the time, but it didn't matter, most had escaped, and she was out to kill them all.
She stopped suddenly, she had heard voices, or one really. It sounded like it was coming from the next room. Quickly and silently she made her way to the door, she listened in and waited for some sort of indication of what was going on, other than the obvious fact that there was a fight going on. Billie held her gun up near her face as she leaned on the wall next to the door frame. What she was waiting for came quickly as she heard a male voice ask if the hunter was ready to die. So it was one of her own fighting something, and if it was a hunter then it would have to be something that she should kill. Peering around the corner she saw a small female, obviously the hunter since the male was obviously a vampire. At the sight of the vampire she began to anger, it was those that had killed her family. As she heard the hunter speak she stepped out and took two shots.
The first shot struck him in the shoulder, which caused him to quickly turn around to look at where it came from. "Did that hurt bitch?" She said as the second shot struck him in the other shoulder. "Why don't you just go back to where you came from, not existing." Billie said as she took the kill shot, hitting him right in the middle of the head. The vampire dropped dead almost instantly and Billie smiled softly to herself. Turning to the girl she spoke, "you should really be a little more careful. And watch you're goddamn mouth. It'll be the death of you one of these days." She sighed a little when she thought about how she had just saved the life of someone that she had always been told to never trust, not meaning her personally, but other hunters. Her father had always told her to never trust another hunter, and he told her this from personal experience, he had once trusted someone who he thought was his friend, only to be betrayed and almost died.
Billie took a quick look around and sighed once more before looking back to the orange haired girl. "What'd you do to him anyway?"
notes, bleh my post sucks. sorry 8(
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