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Belladonna Boudreaux ([info]deadlybelle) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2010-08-16 04:02:00

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Entry tags:belladonna

Who: BellaDonna Bordeaux and OTA
What: Arrival and Irritation
When: Afternoon
Where: Department Store, Lawrence
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress

BellaDonna couldn’t say she’d quite remembered the last time she’d been so angry. Remy was gone. Back with his so called team having left her, there had been too much in the past with them apparently. And that trailer trash freak, even by mutant standards, the one he couldn’t even kiss. That’s who Remy wanted now. And she knew, much as it stung at her, right now at least there wasn’t a thing on earth or in heaven she could do about it. Not yet at least. But BellaDonna Bordeaux was nothing if not persistent and she’d get him soon enough. If she couldn’t have him, no one could. Maybe it was a crazy way to look at things but she was an Assassin wasn’t she.

Her meeting with her Guild was due to start in the next five minutes, with the Brood threat defeated and BellaDonna’s memory finally restored she was ready to step up to her father’s place. She’d do him proud she knew she would. So with a deep breath, the new Leader of the Assassin’s Guild of New Orleans pushed open the double doors and walked through into...
Into a store.

A very big, very thriving department store. Belle swung around furiously hands reaching for the two knives always in easy reach under her coat. But there was no threat she could see. Nothing visible. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t in danger. She glanced around again and realised she was no longer in her Guildhouse. Where was she? What was this? Had someone teleported her here? It had to be didn’t it. It had to have been a trick. Remy’s X Men maybe. Did any of them Teleport? The memories were there but...
She let one hand rest on her knife as she walked toward the entrance to the department store, it was a populated area, that was good. But BellaDonna did not like being bested. And someone had managed to get in right under her nose and get past her entire gathered Guild. No one did that to a Bordeaux. No one.

“Someones goin pay for this” she muttered, voice low and angry as she emerged into a street she didn’t recognise. Was this even New Orleans?


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