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alicewinston ([info]alicewinston) wrote in [info]inshadowfalls,
@ 2010-05-23 06:17:00

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Entry tags:alice winston, oz liebkind

Who: Alice Winston and Oz Liebkind.
When: May 23, middle of the night.
Where: Where ever Alice finds Oz.
What: Alice wants revenge, though that's probably not what she'll get.
Rating: Moderate to high for violence and swearing



Alice still remembered the last time she had felt like this. It had been only a few months ago, when they had dragged her brother out of the house. Helpless and furious. But this time she wouldn't sit back and watch. She laced her shoes tightly and grabbed her butterfly knife and the stake she had been working on ever since her brother died.

She knew she didn't have much of a chance against a vampire, much less against one as old as Oz. But that wouldn't keep her from going after him. She was sick and tired of vampires always getting their way, hurting people she cared about, without getting punished. Even if it killed her, she wouldn't let him get away with that. She wasn't one of the pussies who hid away in their rooms.

Knife and stake in her pocket she left home, setting for the park because she knew that was were Oz liked to feed. It felt like her whole body was on fire with rage and fure. She knew she probably shouldn't have announced herself like she did, but after learning what Oz had done to Sin she hadn't been thinking clearly. All her senses alert, she started looking for the vampire, though in the end she knew it would be him finding her.



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[info]alicewinston
2010-05-23 04:08 pm UTC (link)
Alice stumbled a few steps, but even before she could steady herself Oz had her by her arm and she clenched her teeth, bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from screaming when Oz broke her bone like a twig.

She rolled off the ground, holding the broken arm close to her body to shield it from the impact though the jolt of pain when she landed on the ground almost made her see stars. Why it was always her arm that got broken when she ran into the German jackass she didn't know.

"Like I'm afraid of that." she hissed, scrambling to her feet slowly, every muscle tense as she waited for his next attack. She was in no condition to launch herself at him again, the bloodloss from his bite and the still bleeding wound making her feel slightly dizzy.

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[info]ozbites
2010-05-23 04:11 pm UTC (link)
"You should be. Death is not something to look forward to," Oz said with a smirk. "Well. For you." Oz looked forward to death - the death of others.

It was just unfortunate that the Council was watching him these days. So he could only leave them broken, and not dead.

"We will meet again I'm sure," he said. He inhaled deeply, the smell of blood rich on the air. He licked his lips. "Soon, I am sure. Perhaps I will make you mine." his eyes traced down to her unadorned wrists. He smirked.

And then turned and left.

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[info]alicewinston
2010-05-23 04:17 pm UTC (link)
Alice just snorted at that. She wasn't looking forward to die, who was, really? But she wasn't afraid of it anymore. Not even torture before death could scare her much. She didn't like pain, but she had nothing to tell either and she wouldn't scream. She'd never scream if she could help it.

"I'll fucking kill myself before I let you shackle me." She spat after him, her stance straight and unwavering though her body screamed for her just to lie down and sleep.

Had she had anything to throw at him, she would've thrown it, just to piss him off, but her hands were empty. She had lost the stake when he had first grabbed her and her eyesight was nowhere near good enough to find it on a ground littered with twigs and branches at night.

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