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Vi ([info]slayervi) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-07-20 13:42:00

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Entry tags:jacen solo, vi

Who: Vi and Jacen
Where: The address he gave her
When: After the comm post
What: Something's not quite right
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

It didn't take a prophetic dream to tell her something was off. There was an uneasy feeling in the bottom of her stomach as she shut the lid on the laptop and rose from her seat. Jacen asking for help, Jaina's implications. Yeah, something was definitely wrong and if she could help set it right, she'd help him out. Nevermind the suddenly complicated...nevermind. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, pulled on her sneakers and coat, and started loading up with weapons. Two knives, a bottle of holy water, her cell phone. She ran over their positions in her mind, fingers brushing to make sure she knew where they were if it came down to a fight.

With a Jedi. She was halfway across the parking lot before she thought about checking Wikipedia, but wasn't sure if there had been any time. The less lightning flying around downtown Lawrence, the better. And she'd been training with Jacen. Hopefully confrontation just wasn't going to be necessary.

As Vi approached the address that he'd given her, the uneasy feeling in her stomach was only getting worse. She slipped one of the knives from its hiding place and into her coat sleeve, feeling a little more comfortable with it right at hand. Moving into the park, she glanced around, looking for Jacen.



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[info]slayervi
2010-07-22 04:30 pm UTC (link)
"You keep saying that." Would it be any help to Jacen if the demon was distracted, a little less confident? It worked for tripping up an enemy on the battlefield, but when it came to mind to mind, she wasn't sure how it worked. Thunderdome maybe? Two entities walked in, only one claimed the body?

And this was why it had been easier to dust her first vampires in Sunnydale, where she knew no one. The hesitation that came with seeing a familiar face on an enemy was costly. As the demon moved closer, she closed her eyes, head tilted down. Question. She needed one of those since she'd taken the demon's bait.

She blew out a breath and opened her eyes, hands resting on her knees. "All right," she said softly, staring at the ground for a moment longer before glancing over at him. "Does Jacen have a middle name? It really would make yelling at him after this is all over a little more effective."

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[info]jeditraitor
2010-07-22 04:47 pm UTC (link)
He did keep saying that, and he would keep saying that. Because it was true. Because he was stronger in there than Jacen even if Jacen was pretty damn strong this was his world and he was a demon and thats what he could do, and she could just shut up about it and ask a question. Ask a question that didn't worry him. And he could feel Jacen inside, he was amused by the worry, and pushing back in response. He never stopped. Stupid pain in the ass, but then he supposed the powers were a trade off.

He readied himself for the question. Highly amused, ready to tear her apart even further, psychologically. "...Middle name" he repeated, thats what she wanted, middle name. He wasn't in the mood for this. Besides he didn't have any that the demon could figure.

"No, They don't really go in for it. But seriously is that all you need to know, his middle name, or lack of. There has to be something else you want to know about him, some deep dark secret you've been dying to work out." The demon was more amused than anything else by all of this. But he was going to have to work out what to do with her now.

"I'm gonna see about rope or something while you think, okay? I'll let the hold go once I'm sure you're not going to go anywhere" He could be just as polite as anything else. There was no sense in terrifying her just yet, not that he thought he could. She was one of those Slayer people. Not native but he was pretty sure she didn't spook easily

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