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Glory/Ben (hopeandglory) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-03-23 21:09:00

Entry tags:

billie jenkins, glory

Who: Glory and Billie Jenkins. It begins!
What: Brains. Nom Nom
Where: Lawrence Streets
When: Late Afternoon, 23rd
Rating: PG for brain sucking
Status: In progress

The vampire woman had totally stolen her thunder with her little orpahn vampy trick. Lame. That kid could have grown up to...well, nothing really, that kid would have died anyway when she opened the portal to get home. Really Drucilla had done it a favour. But way to be flashy. Orphanages. Really? Not that Glory was sulking or feeling upstaged or anything but really? Orphanages were so last year, and tacky. It was better, in the hell gods opinion to go for the heart, to go for the gut wrenching emotional pain that was so yummy to her when she tasted it, and truth was, Glory was hungry. And why shouldn't she be. It had been a while since she'd taken someones mind. All their thoughts, every beautiful twisted little emotion, happy or sad all rolled into one cacocophny."Do you hear the tune. They don't" she asked the little minion to her left, he'd gone with her, cause he said she was babbling and needed to be guided a little, He nodded all the same, generally they didn't argue with the great and benevolent Glorificus.

"Yes O resplendant and naturally pretty one" he said scanning around the streets. Why she'd decided to go for a walk and not let them bring her food he didn't know. Glory reasons. He supposed the mind of a hell god was beyond that of a minion. And he was happy with his minion-y lot in life. He'd get to go back to their dimension. Bask in her godly glow and favour.

"They don't hear it you see, the conductor doesn't know her beats, doesn't hear the drumming or the chords. Misses the plan. Too busy looking in, into where her heart beats out a cowardly tune. Protects, protects, protects. Listen, Listen??" she insisted as she looked out into the crowded street.

Oh yes, the conductor was missing her cues. Glory could tell.

"Jinxy" she said to the minion "Its gonna be trippy. Like the sunshine when its night".

The Hell God laughed and cast her eyes on the beat that had been missed.

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hopeandglory
2010-03-23 10:27 pm UTC (link)

Witch. She'd found a little blonde witch. But it wasn't the Slayers. It didn't belong to her though it was under her protection. Would this one fall as easy as the last or did it have knives. Either way she'd win. Because she wasn't here to fight. Glory took a few steps forward sending the scurrying minion back enough that she didn't have to deal with it. And she'd use the witch, cause Glory could feel her mind slipping from beneath her, her tenuous grip on Ben loosening. His time with the Slayer had worked and soon he'd meet Dawn.

"Witches taste of lies" she said moving quickly until she was right at the witches side and already grabbing her arm. Superhuman speed, some might even go so far as to say godly. Cause it was, cause she was amazing like that.

"Do you? The last one was so loved, you're not, and you're surrounded by lies and flame, lies and flame. Dancing like the flickering fires of fate" she said giggling and tightening her grip on the arm. "I'll make it better though, Glory'll make everything better. Glory reached her free hand up to the blonde girls head and smiled so close to getting what she needed from her.

"No home time for you little witchey"

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billiejen
2010-03-23 11:08 pm UTC (link)

She hadn't expected to see anyone, she hadn't seen anyone coming. And Billie almost always saw them coming. One minute she was walking, the next minute something very strong had her arm. She'd opened her mouth to say something like 'ow, what the hell!' when the person started talking. Billie's head jerked in the direction of the voice, and her eyes went wide.

It was the hell god. And the hell god was looking a little crazy. And sounding a little crazy. Billie leaned back as the other hand came toward her, and then her own hand flew up. She used her power to release her arm, and then send the hell god flying back.

Then Billie turned to run. Not toward the apartment, or toward her house, just away. Because she couldn't lead the God to anyone innocent.

What were the chances that Christy was going to hear her if she started screaming. Christy! Billie screamed in her own head. Please, god, let her hear. With Christy hear maybe she stood a chance. Her sister had said no one was going to get them, no matter what it took. No one was tearing them apart. Focusing her power as she ran, she sent her image back to the house, to her sister. She'd made copies of herself and Christy before.

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hopeandglory
2010-03-24 05:35 pm UTC (link)

She pushed her away. RUDE. Glory was entirely unimpressed and pushed back her own way but the witch had already gone. This one was strong. Glory could tell, she could see it all so clearly. It was going to be wonderful when she got her hands on her. It really would be amazing.

"I need that to think" she said as the witch ran, doing...doing something, not that Glory knew what. It was all locked up inside, all a jumble, a jumble sale inside her head for everyone to see. Oh she didn't like that one bit. "Give it" she said pouting and ran at speed again grabbing the slippery little witchey bitch by the arm and this time twisting it round her back.

"Run again Glinda and I snap what holds you up, don't run...and you get to go to Oz, wouldn't you like that, see the wizard in his big crystal land, everythings so bright in there, everyone singing, everything bright and shiny, like my Key, they call her Dawn but she's not, she's not Dawn she's dusk, she's where it ends, where everything and everyone ends. Tell them about the dusk, tell them that its okay. Its good even. Everyone shiny don't you understand sweetie."

They never understood, words, meanings got confused until she fed, once she did that everything was good again. Her hands found the side of the witches face and she pushed, pushed until the witch's mind was hers

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billiejen
2010-03-24 08:46 pm UTC (link)

Billie wasn't weak. In fact, she was pretty good at fighting, she'd learned quite a bit, and could usually hold her own. At first glance her first idea would be that she could take Glory. But the strength, she couldn't top that. The god could crush her arm in a second.

And she was so fast. Billie was sure she'd had a bigger head start, that she could keep herself away. But just as suddenly as she'd thrown the god off, she was back. A sharp pain went through her shoulder as her arm was twisting back, knocking the her down to one knee.

She tried to make sense of what the god was saying. She caught the Oz bit, that was obvious. Though what she was talking about with a key. A girl, she knew there was a girl that Glory wanted, Dawn.

Billie tried to slip away, to get out of the gods grip, but then her fingers were on her head. She didn't know what to expect, but then her fingers were inside her mind. Crawling, crawling, she felt her mind slip away. Screaming, she felt her mind leave her, and where was Christy?

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hopeandglory
2010-03-27 01:26 pm UTC (link)

Witches were yummy. This one tasted powerful too. Glory let the feeling overwhelm her and almost at once felt her mind coming back together, properly. Like it should be. Without all the nasty little parasites. Except Ben. She couldn't get rid of Ben. "Zingy" she said simply. "Witches are zingy." Even if she did scream. It was so distracting when they screamed. But she'd stopped now and Glory was done, tasty treat and message sent all at once. Two for the price of one little blonde witch.

"Run along home sweetie. I mean, if you don't loose yourself along the way"

Glory honestly didn't care what happened to the blonde now, she'd done her part. But she supposed she'd get rescued soon. Its what the white hats did. They were cute like that. Like little field mice or something. Always to the rescue.

Either way. She'd won this round. Take that Slay Bitch, she thought hapilly as she left the scene, leaving the witch to her own devices.

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