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Post by Kathryn Rivera on Sept 4, 2011 13:29:06 GMT -5
Ahh. The streets of Argentina. It seemed like it was about a million degrees outside, but that was nothing to Scarlet. She had been in worse, hotter places, for sake of her running. Africa was far worse with temperature. Besides, what was a spell or two to get her refreshed? How handy was it really, to be a witch?
Cool down my skin,
With droplets of water.
Running down, unseen,
Relieve me of sun.
Feeling so much better, Kathryn strode down the street, keeping to the sidewalk. Yeah, there was a sidewalk in Argentina. You learn something new every day, don't you? She smirked to herself, but accidentally came face to face with a man, more she wasn't looking were she was going.
It was her fault, but she was about to snap at him, watch it! Collecting herself, and telling herself to be nice, for a while, she put on a sarcastic smile. "Hey. Know where the nearest hotel is? I've been walking around all freaking day." No hellos, nope. She, frankly, didn't care who the hell he was, and he didn't look like a vampire to her. So, it was all good. The bloody mortal wouldn't bother her, or try to kill her, for that matter. she didn't need anything from him except for directions to the nearest resting place. He wasn't all that good-looking anyway, so she didn't care to tamper with his heart.
Besides. If love didn't exist, why should she waste her time on men? It was foolish. She wasn't one of the girls looking for her "Prince Charming" or Mr. Right. Kathryn didn't care.
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Post by sergiy on Sept 4, 2011 13:59:41 GMT -5
As he walked, Sergiy carried a back up, he didn't wear a street, his body, was ripped and muscle, for his age, and he had a hand gun strapped, to the right side of his leg. He was trying tot adept to the weather of this, system, soon there will be a full moon, well not soon more like tomorrow, and he'll under go a transformation, in side his backpack, which seemed to be big, and very heavy, he had, chains, and a bottle of water, and one herb, to weaken him. His body was harden, and stiff, due to the coldness. And then he came face to face to a woman, inches away from a kiss, through he seemed taller by a bit. She spoke rather rudely. He backed off and looked at her."The hell is your problem, girl. Bumping into me, nearly kissed a female I don't know, and now your being a rude self certain, pardoned, egotist. How can you not see a Person, who's ripped, with no shirt, a gun, and a heavy backpack walking, are you blind or day dreaming, bloody hell, I hope it's not your time of the month, girl. Or I would have hit you!!"HE said those words, in pure angry and hated, as an intent to kill her, without reeling what he had said. He looked at thee, then his mood changed and he spoke, As he spoke, his voice becoming, calm, yet wolfish like. True, with the full moon, only twenty four hours away his, temper, and urged hit a breaking point."Sorry, about that, I didn't mean to snap at you, I'm new here, and only, here for travels, Seeing as I'm rich, I travel around the world, for weapons, food, work outs, ancient artifacts."He said calmly.
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Post by Kathryn Rivera on Sept 4, 2011 14:24:30 GMT -5
"The hell is your problem, girl. Bumping into me, nearly kissed a female I don't know, and now your being a rude self certain, pardoned, egotist. How can you not see a Person, who's ripped, with no shirt, a gun, and a heavy backpack walking, are you blind or day dreaming, bloody hell, I hope it's not your time of the month, girl. Or I would have hit you!!"
Kathryn looked back at him, a cold expression on her face. "Are you insane?" She snapped. "Do you even know who you're talking to?" She huffed, flipping her hair. What he said next, she didn't hear, didn't care to listen to.
"Check in at a mental hospital, 'rich guy.'" She said loudly, so all could hear. Kathryn swore to curse him or set him on fire next time she saw him. He was crazy, and she turned her back on him. For measure, she muttered a spell under her breath.
Only a fool
Would dare insult
A wicked witch.
Don't let him touch me.
There, a good protection spell from crazy person. Honestly, he was mad, and Kathryn started to walk away. If he honestly followed her, she would set him on fire. Or turn him into a toad, as the stereotype went. Perhaps he really was a magical being, but Kathryn had no way of knowing for sure. He did seem like a werewolf, because they were highly..... Uh, violent. Aggressive. Rude.
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Post by sergiy on Sept 4, 2011 14:34:01 GMT -5
His eyes left him, like a black arrow pieced into her back. He looked at her as she turned, away at the right minute, he was about to place his hand on her, shoulder but was repelled by some magically force. he looked at her and spoke."Your a Bloody, WITCH!!!!"He yelled so everyone can hear but was unsure, of his voice, due to the day of the full moon coming within twenty four hours, to spell. Either way, he could not miss his chance, he needed help. He has heard that a Werewolves Transmission is long and painfully at first, so if a witch can make it painless, if it was on her power then he was capable of doing it. He looked at her, and spoke yet again."Female, I need your help. I am not a Human, but a werewolf. Tomorrow's a full, moon I need, your help to pass it painlessly, I'm willing to do anything you want, you want money, ammo you name it, just ask."HE said slowly, he was very unsure if the female, even wanted to hear his speech, or simply resumed, walking, either way, it was worth the try, he couldn't touch her, or he would have been repelled by some magical force barrier, which was rather strange. Either way, he hoped the female, replied, to his speech and offered her help towards him, the coldness, over took his body even more then expected. Then again, he was in a very cold air and shirtless.
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Post by Kathryn Rivera on Sept 4, 2011 16:52:16 GMT -5
OOC: We're in Argentina. It's not cold. And, Nobody knows about magic!
She turned on her heels. So she was right, and very much offended. "How dare you talk to me like that?" Everyone had turned to stare at the two. Then, she realized of another way to get the idiot werewolf back.
"I have a name, and it's Kathryn. Let's talk in the alley." She walked in, and immediately smelled garbage. The place was disgusting, but she couldn't exactly do it in public.
"Conceal so I won't be revealed,
Neither a monster with me."
There, now nobody would hear them "talk."
"Okay, listen, werewolf. Why in the name of hell should I help you? And you don't, call me a witch. Maybe you're new, but you've got some serious things to learn." She paused. "And unfortunately for you, beast, I'm not going to teach you."
Kathryn squeezed her eyes shut and soon heard his reaction. His pants were literally on fire! She didn't get to do that often and rejoiced in it. "Maybe now you'll think twice before crossing a witch and trying to reveal the secret. You're pathetic, and I don't need money or 'ammo.'" Her tone was highly sarcastic. She still had the protection spell around her, he would do nothing to her. She was far more powerful, it was clear.
She turned away, starting to walk. Then, as if on cue, she turned her head. "Oh yeah. Rot in hell, werewolf." After those words, she laughed, disappearing from the alley. Hopefully he wouldn't be foolish enough to go after her.
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