Rose Jean Frost (diamondclaws) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-01-19 21:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | plotty mcplot, rachel grey-summers, rose frost |
who. Rachel Grey and Rose Frost
what. Fighting
when. Tonight
where. England
Rachel made Rose so very angry and so terribly upset.
Rachel stirred up old memories that Rose had done her best to forget. More than that, she appealed to Rose's better nature as though Rose could be saved. As though there was something left to salvage. Rose was a mess. She'd chosen to be this way sometime a long time ago. There was no going back now.
Rose growled low, it was an animal sound that came out of her throat. She wanted to hurt someone. She wanted to destroy something. There were plenty of people milling about on the streets that she could have chosen from. After a few minutes of silent stalking in the shadows, Rose picked her man. He was handsome and from the look and act of him, he'd whimper like a kitten. This was the sort of prey Rose enjoyed.
But her plans fell apart when the wind blew a familiar scent into Rose's nose. She snarled. Rachel was close.