Post by TK Davis on Aug 16, 2008 13:59:20 GMT -6
A thin layer of dew coated the grass and the bottom of her boots as she walked along it slowly, in between graves, taking her sweet time. TK was in no hurry. She had just found herself in LA, where their was supposedly a Slayer-Training camp or something. What really had her attention was the demons that seemed to flock to the west coast city.
It was late at night... or early. The sun would rise in a couple of hours and she had spent her night hunting, looking for some pathetic demon or persistent vamp to kill. So far, she had found none and was sadly disappointed.
"This blows," she huffed, as she stopped her journey and leaning against a headstone, "I come here looking for action and find nothing."
Sometimes, she just got the urge to vent. She usually took that urge out on whatever freakish creature was nearest to her, but there was no one tonight. She wasn't particularly anxious or anything like that, just bored and perhaps just a tad excited?
As if God had heard her speaking, she heard something cut across the wind and footsteps on the ground. She turned around quickly but by the time she did, whoever was responsible was gone. She smiled, knowing they had to be there somewhere. They were probably waiting for her, not knowing that she was the one waiting for them.
"Now we're talking...," she mumbled, as she clenched her hunter's knife tightly and began looking around more thoroughly for her guest.
It was late at night... or early. The sun would rise in a couple of hours and she had spent her night hunting, looking for some pathetic demon or persistent vamp to kill. So far, she had found none and was sadly disappointed.
"This blows," she huffed, as she stopped her journey and leaning against a headstone, "I come here looking for action and find nothing."
Sometimes, she just got the urge to vent. She usually took that urge out on whatever freakish creature was nearest to her, but there was no one tonight. She wasn't particularly anxious or anything like that, just bored and perhaps just a tad excited?
As if God had heard her speaking, she heard something cut across the wind and footsteps on the ground. She turned around quickly but by the time she did, whoever was responsible was gone. She smiled, knowing they had to be there somewhere. They were probably waiting for her, not knowing that she was the one waiting for them.
"Now we're talking...," she mumbled, as she clenched her hunter's knife tightly and began looking around more thoroughly for her guest.