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Post by Michelle on Dec 30, 2010 18:48:03 GMT -5
Michelle was frustrated, though of course she was good at hiding that.
She'd been in London for a week now, and she'd still not been able to track down the alpha werewolf. Worse, the body count seemed to be growing, with the British authorities unable to do much about it except be baffled by what they'd discovered thus far.
Sighing, she took a sip from her cup of tea, trying to think of what else she could do about the situation.
((Oh god someone please talk to her I miss playing herrrr.))
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Post by Johannes on Jan 18, 2011 20:48:51 GMT -5
((You said someone, you didn't specify what kind of someone))
Strolling in to the pub Johannes sighed deeply, causing a few people to turn and look at him. He hated London, in fact he hated all of Europe, but he was getting tired of Paris and all their vampires with issues. He couldn't take it anymore, especially now that he didn't have anything to hold over anyone's head.
So he decided to take a vacation to London. He'd seen it a million times and remembered with the pub he was now standing in was built, he'd known the owner. Well, he made love to the owner and then killed him, but that was a story for another time.
Sitting down at the bar he ordered a bottle of red wine and a glass and headed over to an empty booth to get drunk and pass out when he saw an exotic woman in far stranger clothing then he'd ever seen.
He simply HAD to talk to her.
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Post by Michelle on Jan 18, 2011 22:47:00 GMT -5
((Oh dear god. You know she hunts things like him, right? This should be interesting. xD))
Michelle, absored in her own thoughts and drink, didn't pay attention to the man, though he registered in her periphery. She always stayed aware of her surroundings, for you never knew just when trouble would strike or from what direction.
When he neared, she glanced up, her gaze automatically narrowing as she took him in.
"Yes?" She said coolly.
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Post by Johannes on Jan 18, 2011 23:41:47 GMT -5
((He's dealt with her kind before, I'm sure everything will be hunky dory haha))
"Do you mind if I sit here? You look a wee lonely, I thought I might help."
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Post by Michelle on Jan 19, 2011 1:44:53 GMT -5
"I'm not lonely. But you may sit if you wish."
Her gaze was still wary, alert--he was setting off all sorts of warning bells in the back of her mind.
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Post by Johannes on Jan 19, 2011 18:22:30 GMT -5
Sitting down with more class then necessary he smiled and stuck his hand out "Johannes."
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Post by Michelle on Jan 19, 2011 19:55:10 GMT -5
She shook the offered hand, a firm handshake that perhaps carried a hint of a warning.
"Michelle."
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Post by Johannes on Jan 20, 2011 17:36:26 GMT -5
She was strong for a tiny Asian woman.
Not as strong as he was, he noticed and definitely not supernatural. But she smelled like it, like vampires and were wolves and ghosts.
A hunter, in London? Darling what are you doing here? Paris is the place to be!
"You're obviously not from round here, so let me ask you what brings you to our fine city and our worst pub?"
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Post by Michelle on Jan 20, 2011 17:57:59 GMT -5
Michelle smirked.
"I'm a detective--on the trail, you could say."
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Post by Johannes on Jan 23, 2011 17:07:27 GMT -5
"Oooh something seedy?"
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Post by Michelle on Jan 23, 2011 18:55:25 GMT -5
"I wouldn't say seedy, no. More like dangerous."
Bloodthirsty, insane, feral...
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Post by Johannes on Jan 23, 2011 19:20:16 GMT -5
"Sounds mysterious" he poured his glass and leaned back "I love mysteries."
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Post by Michelle on Jan 23, 2011 22:23:11 GMT -5
"Not a mystery at all," she said, her expression growing distant.
"I know exactly what I'm up against, I just need to track it down."
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Post by Johannes on Jan 23, 2011 22:46:09 GMT -5
"Like Sherlock Holmes, cor" he took a sip of his wine "mmm."
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Post by Michelle on Jan 24, 2011 1:24:54 GMT -5
"I doubt Holmes would use my methods." She said, smirking faintly.
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