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| Author : | Topic: Let's run...I mean get away.. | Bottom |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*The Shelby roars down the street, her hand gripping the stick, she stares straight ahead as she replies to Karlie* We're going on a little trip, a get-away...just you and I *she finally tosses the other a quick look, yet her face is emotionless* I thought it would be nice. *she cranks the car to third as she pushes past a ribbon of trees* Have I got a reason to be pissed off at you, dear Karlie? | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
I haven't been home for a little while..*She pouts* Been trying to get Gand all ready fer ya, but he's gone and disappeared..*She shrugs* There's plenty of reasons for people to be pissed at me *She sighs and unconsciously moves her hand to Kara's lap while she looks out the window* ooooh, I've been out here before, I think..yeah *She giggles* Gand took me to his cabin a long time ago...fuck it if I could find it again *She shrugs again* So, what brought this little vacation on? |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*she listens, contemplating what Karlie said.* You need to search harder, time is running out Karlie...I haven't got forever to find him *brows furrow, jaw clenches, her annoyence trying not to show through...though it it tough. She needs to find Gand....soon!* You need to do a better job, what else do you need? Can't you find him? *her anger rises slightly, a pause, then she slams her hand on the stearing wheel yet says no more for a few moments. Finally when she relaxes some she speaks again, replying to Karlie's last comment.* Why? I needed some fresh air... --Last edited by UltimateZen on 2008-07-20 20:44:20 -- | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
Yeah yeah. *She cackles* Calm down, I'll give him a call when ever we get to..well where ever we get to. *She nibbles her lower lip* I need my blades, but Gand has one, and the cops have the other *She sniffles a bit and whimpers* oh, and do you have any more of that nice stuff? The stuff and gave me to drink a little while ago? *She gives Kara a knowing look and glances to the woman's wrist and licks her lips* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*Kara keeps driving; the Shelby slithers off the main road and onto some dirt one.* What do you mean Gand has one? When did you him, and what happened? I want details, Karlie. *The branches of the treas bow over them, casting shadows over the car, fingers of leaves brush over the hood making soft, eerie sounds.* A lady I new from...from...*she staggers with her words*...someone knows a lady who has an old cottage up here. I gave her a call, she gave me the key. We'll be there shortly, and then...yes, I will give you more of what you want. Be patient. | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She giggles and nods softly* Years ago he got a hold of my blade..well...I stabbed it into his thigh, in my defense he was kicking the living shit outta me..*She smirks and absently moves a hand to rub her shin, she shudders at the memory wile watching the trees out her window* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
Well, you can always buy new... blades *she spits out the word as though it were venom* or I could show you how to use a gun. *the road curves and she takes a turn, switching gears. Absentmindedly she begins to chew on her bottom lip.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She sneers a bit* Yeah..guess I do need to learn to use a gun, but really *She pouts* I like my blades, don't want new ones *She sounds rather whinny, then chuckles* until I get my blades back I'll have to use new ones I get *She yawns again and starts to doze again* jus lemme know when we get there.. |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
Well I think it wise you learn how to shoot a gun, as well. You may never get your old blades back *another starp turn is taken* deal with it *she sounds a bit pissy.* I'll wake you in about twenty minutes *she tosses her a look, thinking that Karlie is so very much like a child.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She's soon snoring quietly, her chin tucked into her chest, arms wrapped around her body, yeah...she's so like a child...until she's running a knife across your throat...or spilling your guts while she cackles* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*she reaches forth and switches the music on softly. The sound of the tune is soft and liquid-like, like some lulliby. The singer's voice is deep and rich as velvet and you feel as though you could drown into his voice. All though it's in Japanese it doesn't matter if you cannot make out what the words are saying, the meaning is in the melody. Tendrils of notes flock around the car creating visions of pale-faces and pretty lips smeared in ruby red, of stormy skies and hope in the horizons. The song is either played on repeat or it has been copied over and over again on the cd, for it is the only song heard till they reach the cottage. Surrounded by a thicket of trees it looks like something out of a fairy tale. The place is adorable, with it's slanted roof and pinkish-white paint. There are millions and millions of flowers surrounding it, from pale-faced daisies to lush, vividly coloured marigolds and everything in between. Sunflowers bow their heads, slumbering in the midnight. There is a place to park nearby, and a cobble-stone path leading to the cottage. There seams to be nothing odd about this place, save two horses and a colt roaming free. One seams to be a powerful looking dark brown horse with a long black mane and tail. The other is a pure white one, with a white mane and tail, it is immaculate except for a healed up gash across its belly. The tiny colt stays close to the white horse. It is a cute little thing, dark like its father with huge white splotches all over it and white streaks in its mane and tail, markings from its mother.* --Last edited by UltimateZen on 2008-07-20 21:36:31 -- | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She shakes herself awake and mumbles something about wanting to dance to the music, she takes a good look around and grunts* nice place, looks too sweet for me *he giggles and starts to get out once they've parked* Will the horses like me? *She takes in a deep breath taking in the scents of the flowers* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*Kara parks the car and switches the engine off* Sweet or not, it is safe and it is ours for the next few days. *She slides out of the car and looks towards the horses. The white one backs away and snorts once, keeping the colt far back from Kara and Karlie. Suddenly the brown horse throws its head back and whinnies, a stomp of a powerful hoof and it glares at Karlie and snorts loudly.* To answer your question...probably not. *The animals do not looked pleased to see Karlie, yet they don't seam to mind Kara, except for the colt who just looks like she wants to bolt out of her skin.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She winces a touch as the brown horse snorts towards her, she giggles nervously* Ah well, we should get inside eh? *She giggles again and heads quickly to the front door, glancing about, eyes darting wildly, she never quite liked the woods* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*Kara hesitates as Karlie moves to the front door. When the other reaches it she steps away from the car and moves towards the brown horse. The other two keep safe distance; Kara places her hand in her pocket then takes out two sugar cubes and extends her hand to the larg, dark creature.* Norther...*she says softly to the horse.* She said your name is Norther. *The horse tosses its head back then looks at Kara and holds her gaze for the longest minute, before it steps towards her and plucks the sugar treat out of her hand. Suddenly the warm summer air turns cool and Kara steals her hand away, quickly making tracks towards the cottage door.* Ok, I think the horses will not mind us so much anymore...seams the big guy has a sweet-tooth. *Kara slips the key in the door and steps in with Karlie, carefully shutting it behind her as the cool air creeps up behind them, then vanishes.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She shivers a touch before heading inside* How long are we gunna be here? *She yawns a bit...so tired tonight for some odd reason, she heads in and towards the living room, and to a couch if there is one available* |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*Kara shudders, the cool air has snaked itself around her legs for the longest moment before vanishing, odd...she thinks... autumn is still so far away. Quickly she shrugs her shoulders and moves after Karlie.* Just three days or so, why have you got a business meeting to attend to? *she snorts then moves to sit on the couch next to Karlie.* (quick house DD coming up) | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| UltimateZen Posts : 666 |
*The inside is cuter than the outside. There’s a living room visible as soon as you enter, it’s all icing white and pastel pink and honey hues, dolled up with white curtains which have been sprinkled over with pink, lavender and yellow flowers. There’s a honey toned couch and comfy, tattered arm chair next to a fireplace and a wooden coffee table. The floors of the whole house are wooden. A few windows look out to the back yard, the trees and the horses. By it is a tiny, country-style kitchen with the usual appliances. It is all cream and peach coloured. There’s a wooden table in the middle and six miss-matched chairs. There are three normal sized doors by the living room and one smaller one that leads to the basement. The first door is a small run-of-the-mill bathroom with teal walls and white tub, sink, toilet, etc. It’s full of sweet smelling soaps placed in soap dishes, baskets...there must be about fifty soaps creating a flower-like scent. A small window is over the tub. The next two rooms are bedrooms; one is dark beige with a wooden bed, drawers, etc. A hand-made, multicoloured rug is on the floor. Black and white pictures, books and perfume bottles rest on the two bedside tables. The next room is white, and looks unfinished, there is nothing inside except for a very large mattress, a crate filled with books and a large cedar-wood trunk that is locked. Both rooms have windows decorated with frilly white curtains. Often enough you will see a parade of cats scampering around inside the cottage and out, if you count them you will see there are six in all. If you try to open the basement door you will have little luck, for it is locked. There’s a small black and white tv in the living room and lotsa of books packed into a bookcase. A few old photographs hang on the wall along with some generic-looking picture frames of cats, horses and flowers. It looks like a typical old lady-who-loves-her-flowers-and-pets house.* | |||
| The joy of being Malkavian is the pleasure of the insanity you can sometimes no longer comprehend. ¬zen¬ |
| BeccaKitty Posts : 486 ![]() |
*She snorts a bit and takes a little toure of the place, and giggles as she returns from little inspection* Cute place, makes my stomach hurt *She giggles again and sits next to Kara, looking her over* I've got a couple of questions, one...when do I get a few guns of my own? and Two...*She grins darkly* Are you going to sleep in the basement? 'cause what little I've found out about you I know you're not sleeping in one of those rooms with a window..*She chuckles and tries to put on an innocent enough look* |
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