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Post by F L A M E W I N G on Mar 14, 2010 1:45:49 GMT -5
Charlotte walked on the well trodden path, that led into the forest. It was the dead of night, and only few sounds were heard. As she walked, there were no tap of the heel, or and echo from the step. This was not the innocent sweet girl who everyone knew and loved no longer. This was Charlotte, the Silent Murderer. Her brown leather jacket held many pockets, on the inside and out. The pack that was held onto her belt like a holster held the item that kept her together; as a vampire hunter and a normal human.
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Post by sassy like a bear on Mar 14, 2010 1:51:32 GMT -5
Bella walks slowly toward her and says "hello i have not seen you around although i am never around myself."
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Post by F L A M E W I N G on Mar 15, 2010 23:43:28 GMT -5
Charlotte didn't move; instead, she stood frozen in her spot, and whipped out her gun. With a tilt of her head, she started to grin murderously. "Finally, you pests come like moths to a flame." The vampire's expression told her that she didn't understand. With a sigh, she retorted, "I'm a vampire huntress, obviously."
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Post by Silverleaf on Mar 17, 2010 19:42:32 GMT -5
Ulee watched silently from the shadow high in a tree's foliage. He would only be heard if he wished it so. This was a threat to his Coven. They weren't welcome.
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