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Post by alessandra on Apr 9, 2012 15:48:59 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b]  --------------------------[/b] Another night at the bar, just trying to find anything to do, maybe a case a hunter wussed out on? No luck so far, and Serenity was probably guarding her things right now just as she left her.
The young woman stood about five feet, seven inches, she was a tall young looking woman with long black hair that curled about and traveled down her back. Her eyes, now currently a icy blue. She didn't look angry, nor really any emotion crossed her features, those who looked at her seemed to shudder by the way she looked. The girl wore tight leather pants, a pair of nice looking heals and a trench coat wrapped around her, the hat on her head casting a small shadow over her eyes.
A shot glass was set down, upside down, empty as the burning sensation traveled down her throat heavily. Her heart raced, making it feel like it was burning even more. The feeling of being alive, it was one she cherished.
Alessandra, the girl, looked back and around with little to no interest. She had pressed her hand against her ribcage, patting the sheath that laid under her coat, invisible to human eyes. Alessa never left without extra insurance, ever.
She didn't say anything though, just stared at the TV across the room, speaking about crisis's, tragedies, natural disasters. It was sickening, the news couldn't have one good thing on unless it was about puppies or something idiotic. Glancing back down to her lap, she noticed that her nails were biting into her skin. A tragedy, that was her life..
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Post by jo on Apr 9, 2012 19:40:14 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size]  -----------------------[/size] Jo was trying to get back into the scheme of things. It wasn't that hard but it was a bit awkward. She was still reeling from seeing Dean and Castiel. She had been in shock a little. It was so odd that she was alive again. She thought that stuff only happened in movies. In real life people usually stayed dead, with the exception of Sam and Dean of course. She was still trying to wrap her head around all of this. She missed her mother terribly though and she still felt bad that Castiel couldn't have brought her back too. She was sure her mother was happy though and Jo was glad to be back. One of the things she had really missed was alcohol because you can't get drunk in heaven. The bar was nice and most of the people looked friendly. She knew she couldn't trust anyone so maybe she would just try to stay out of trouble for once. That was unlikely though. It was like saying the sky was purple, when everyone knows it is blue. She didn't really care. She was alive and she wanted to feel alive. Since Dean was busy, she went out to drink alone. She still hoped he would change his mind. She hadn't seen Sam yet, but she was looking forward to it.
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Notes:I love Megan Fox btw
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Post by alessandra on Apr 9, 2012 23:48:39 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b] --------------------------[/b] Alessa noted the girl with the troubled look on her face. it wasn't one to be concerned of and technically she was one of many with the same look but..something just seemed to stick out with that girl.
It was when the sound of the doors slamming open that caught her full attention, six rather well-built men made their way inside, something was off though. A scream came from the back room and suddenly all hell broke loose. Fights were ensued, and it took only a spare moment for Alessa to see, black eyes.
"Shit."
She growled out as one came at her, she ducked under a fist and pulled open her trench coat, yanking out a bottle of water that she opened and splashed on his face. In a scream of agony, the demon covered his face with his hands and doubled over. Alessa didn't have to look to note that the others were now eyeing her while the patrons of the bar fled in fear.
"Damn, Damn, Damn.."
Could one exorcism work on multiple demons? Well, one way to find out.
"Priinceps gloriosissime cælestis militiæ, sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in prælio et colluctatione, quæ nobis adversus principes et potestates, adversus mundi rectores tenebrarum harum, contra spiritualia nequitiæ, in cælestibusus. Veni in auxilium hominum, quos Deus creavit inexterminabiles, et ad imaginem similitudinis suæ fecit, et a tyrannide diaboli emit pretio magno." She said the words in a blur, but the message was clear as she noted the demon she splashed was stuck in place, the black smoke suddenly forced out of the poor man as he crumbled, she was hit in the back of the head by another demon. Stumbling forward, she grabbed it with a groan. "I hate demons." Turning, she splashed water on the other who had hit her. By this point, the patrons had long since left and she was surrounded.
"Guardian Angel, good time to save me now.." She muttered under her breath, noting her holy water was only half full now. Biting back a growl, she pulled out the knife at her rib cage and held a tight grip onto it.
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Post by jo on Apr 13, 2012 13:19:57 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo was just sitting there at the table enjoying a beer when the whole bar was interrupted. She had missed getting drunk. She had planned to have some fun but she hadn't planned on being interrupted so early in the day. She watched as six men entered the bar, then she noticed their eyes. Demons. She hated demons, of course. She watched a girl throw some holy water on one of them and she knew that she was a hunter. Jo had to help. She couldn't let innocent people die because she was having a bad day. The girl didn't look like she needed any help at the time so she just sat there for a minute. Though she knew she had to try to get the people out of the bar before something bad happened. The bartender was cowering behind the bar, as were most of the patrons of the bar. She listened as the girl performed an exorcism. She crawled behind the bar. "You have to get these people out of here," she told the bartender, "Lead them out the back, I'll keep them distracted. Just get out of here now."She looked at the other hunter again. She watched as the people left the bar out of the back door. She noticed the girl was surrounded and jumped in beside her. "Thought you could use some help, I'm Jo," she told her, making her introduction. She pulled out her pure iron knife that had belonged to her father and kept her stance. She looked back at her again, smiling.
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Post by alessandra on Apr 13, 2012 14:38:38 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b] --------------------------[/b] Alessa sighed in slight relief when Jo jumped by her side, she had also noticed that the bartender took some stray humans to the back to escape, so she had to distract the demons until everything was safe.
"Alessa, a pleasure, think you can handle three while I kick some demonic ass?"
A pleased grin spread across her face at the demon closest to her snarled and jumped her, she stabbed her blade into his neck, twisting and pushing him away. Another jumped her as she twisted the blade back and shoved it into his stomach. A gurgle escaped his throat as she smiled. "Dunked in holy water, punk, burns doesn't it?" She laughed as she shoved the demon off her, he stumbled back onto the floor as she jumped onto the demon's chest and shoved the blade deep into his forehead.
"Priinceps gloriosissime cælestis militiæ, sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in prælio et colluctatione, quæ nobis adversus principes et potestates, adversus mundi rectores tenebrarum harum, contra spiritualia nequitiæ, in cælestibusus. Veni in auxilium hominum, quos Deus creavit inexterminabiles, et ad imaginem similitudinis suæ fecit, et a tyrannide diaboli emit pretio magno!"
Another pile of smoke escaped as she was shoved off, turning she clawed at the demon's face before giving it a swift kick in the groin.
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Post by jo on Apr 30, 2012 14:59:35 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo had not been exspecting anything like this to happen, though she should have. Truth was, she wasn't at all prepared for a demon attack. All she had was her pure-iron knife. She didn't have holy water or anything. Plus, she was out of practice. Looks like this wasn't her day. Where were Dean and Sam when she needed them. They were around somewhere, she was sure of that. Since Dean was pretty kean on keeping her alive this time, she figured he'd probably been keeping an eye on her. She looked at the other girl beside her. Looked as if she was going to make a new friend, good for her. She smiled. "I think I can manage," she said confidently, though she wasn't quite sure of herself. She was really out of practice. She hadn't even been training since she'd shown up alive a couple of days ago. She was probably out of shape. She didn't care, she liked the challenge. That was what made it fun and exciting. Besides, she wasn't doing anything at the moment. She pulled her knife out and smirked at the demons. She looked at the demons again. "Come on, you know you want a piece of me," she teased, smiling innocently. She waited for one of them to make a move. She wasn't fond of making the first move unless her life depended on it. She waited a few more seconds and then one of them ran for her, trying to grab her throat. She quickly stepped out of the way, kicking him in the stomach then sticking her knife in his throat . "Where's your manners, jeez," she said , "We were just tryin to have a good time and you just had to come and ruin it."
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Post by alessandra on May 1, 2012 20:30:05 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b] --------------------------[/b] At long last a good fight, and it seemed like she wasn't giving in anytime soon. Her body twisted around after releasing the demon from its hold on its human captive she tackled a guy straight into the bar table. Least to say the demon was surprised such a little girl could have so much fire in her.
Stumbling back for a moment, the girl looked at the stunned demon before laughing at Jo's comment. "Hey Jo, you remember what chant I said right? If you can pin one down long enough I suggest speaking fast." Right as she finished her sentence the demon tackled her instead, they tumbled onto the floor as her machete slid away from her. Cursing quietly, the girl used her knees as a good support to back flip him off her. With the same movement the girl flipped back to her feet as she stood fully and looked at him.
"Do you know how much time I spent on that sword to make sure things as disgusting as you didn't harm me?!" Her shout seemed to even scare her a little bit. Jumping onto the man the girl's fists collided with his face as she chanted between each punch.
"Priinceps gloriosissime cælestis militiæ, sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in prælio et colluctatione, quæ nobis adversus principes et potestates, adversus mundi rectores tenebrarum harum, contra spiritualia nequitiæ, in cælestibusus. Veni in auxilium hominum, quos Deus creavit inexterminabiles, et ad imaginem similitudinis suæ fecit, et a tyrannide diaboli emit pretio magno!"
Something had grabbed her hair and started to drag her away from the now dead and beaten body. Giving a squeal of pain, her hand came down into her trench coat as she yanked out a smaller knife and stabbed the same person in the leg. Twisting the knife to slice the artery, she heard him groan in discomfort and give her a bit of release on her hair, she slipped away and yanked the knife back out.
"You okay Jo?" Her words seemed a bit more of concern than actual fighting adrenaline. Why be worried about the girl? Well, because Alessa wasn't stupid, she knew that Jo was a young hunter and they were the most likely to die. --------------------------[/b][/center] |
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Post by jo on May 6, 2012 12:12:56 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] She was becoming more confident already. It seemed that all she needed was a little action. Though she thought it was a little soon for her to be back in the swing of things. It looked as if all she needed was a push in the right direction, so she could get back on the horse again so to speak. She liked it a lot too. She couldn't remember having more fun hunting, but maybe it was just the company. Alessa was very energetic and confident, just like the girl Jo used to be. She knew she could get back to being that girl. Even though Dean wanted her to stay out of trouble, she could never resist a fight. She wasn't the type that just walked away. The chant, of course she remembered the chant. She said it over a dozen times when she was alive before and she hadn't forgotten it, even after death. She knew that's what she'd have to do to win this fight. There were two demons in front of her now, the other one laying on the floor in a pile of blood. He wasn't dead, just incapacitated. Jo dared the other demons to make a move, staring at them intently. Her heart was racing, she'd never hunted more than one without a little help. She was a little overwhelmed at the moment. She did her best to focus so she wouldn't freeze. She knew she had the power here. She glanced over at Alessa, who was doing really well, and gave her a knowing look. She took a chance and got one of the demons pinned. She started chanting. "Priinceps gloriosissime cælestis militiæ, sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in prælio et colluctatione, quæ nobis adversus principes et potestates, adversus mundi rectores tenebrarum harum, contra spiritualia nequitiæ, in cælestibusus. Veni in auxilium hominum, quos Deus creavit inexterminabiles, et ad imaginem similitudinis suæ fecit, et a tyrannide diaboli emit pretio magno!"When she was done she saw black smoke retreat from him and she turned towards the other demon. He was still standing there, deciding whether to make a move or not. She'd have to do this a few more times before she was through. Of course, one of the demons was still laying on the floor. She kept her focus on the demon but nodded to Alessa that she was okay. Where was her protector? Where was Dean when she really needed him. She had taken her eyes off the demon for a couple seconds and he was on top of her. She slashed at him with her knife as he tried to choke the life out of her. This couldn't be good.
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Post by alessandra on May 6, 2012 13:50:25 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b] --------------------------[/b] Alessa had sliced at the demon who dragged her hair, eventually shoving the blade into the forehead of the beast as she looked over and saw Jo on the ground with a demon on top of her.
"Jo!"
Rushing to her, she grabbed the demon in a nelsen lock and looked at her directly. "Start chantin'!" The demon thrashed heavily, kicking and screaming as Alessa glanced at the demon she stabbed, he was trying to figure out how to get the blade out..and it actually made her giggle sadistically. What had she became to actually enjoy something like that? It was a human being tortured by a demon..
And that's exactly why, torture the demon as well...he'd be used for questioning. After Jo would finish the chant, she dropped the dead body and walked over to the demon. One hand on his chest, the other wrapped around the knife she tore it from his skull and reeled back. Punching him in the face and hard. He fell to the ground unconscious as Alessa shook her hand.
"Alright, we need to get the hell out of here, like now. Mind helping me get dummy into my car?" She looked at Jo and smiled sweetly, she looked a bit worse for wear but nothing a bottle of Jack wouldn't fix. Which she promptly grabbed from the bar as she got the video tape of the security camera and crushed it. "You also might want to remove and finger prints you have on anything including the glasses. Police will be all over this."
Gotta love the fact that her Dad was a cop.
~A few hours ahead, cause I know its boring roleplaying a cleaning scene~
Alessa had tied the demon back to the chair in the middle of a hotel room. A nicely drawn devil's trap set around and above him. He was still unconscious, luckily for him, Alessa wrapped her bruised hands in some soaked gauze. Glancing at Jo she nodded back to the First-Aid Kit before taking a swig of the Jack. "Help yourself honey." She sat on the bed while Serenity climbed from out of the bed and looked at Jo and then the demon, giving a growl as Alessa gently petted the mutt. "Easy girl.." The pet looked like a wild animal, her green eyes narrowed before looking up to Alessa. As if to ask 'Are you sure?', when no response came from her master she instead went over and sniffed Jo. New scents to get acquired with and what-not. --------------------------[/b][/center] |
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Post by jo on May 17, 2012 14:40:37 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] For once in her life she was glad to have some help. Dean would never let her hear the end of it if she'd gotten herself hurt, or killed for that matter. She smiled when she saw Alessa come to her rescue and pull the demon off of her. The other two demons were dead and this was the only one remaining now. This was quite an accomplishment for her, for the both of them. After all, they were just girls. They knew how to take care of themselves though and they were good at what they did. She did have a couple scrapes and bruises though, which Dean would probably question her about. She did as Alessa asked and started chanting. She watched as the smoke escaped the demon and it died. She watched Alessa drop the dead body to the floor. A part of her knew it had been a human being but it had been too late to save him now. She just hoped he would have some peace now. Jo was doubting herself again. She wasn't sure she should be hunting anything right now. She was just getting back into the swing of things. It was probably too soon but it was too late to back out now, she was in this whether she wanted to be or not. She wasn't quite sure what she wanted. She was sure of one thing. Dean was not going to be very happy with her at all. She knew she had a lecture coming and she didn't even mind. She was glad to be back. There was no sense in not fighting for what she believed in, what she had died for. She helped Alessa clean up and get the demon into the car. ~~A few hours ahead~~ Jo looked up to see a devil's trap drawn on the ceiling. She smirked at the demon, which had been tied to a chair. She wondered how this would all turn out. Of course, she felt as if she'd been hit by a truck. She smiled at the dog as it sniffed her. Jo went over and sat on the bed by Alessa, not sure what to do now. She couldn't leave her new friend here without any backup so she just sat there waiting.
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Post by alessandra on May 17, 2012 21:05:50 GMT -6
-------------------------- [/b] --------------------------[/b] When Jo didn't make a move for the first-aid kit, Alessa assumed the girl didn't need it. Setting the bottle down, the woman stood and walked over to a bottle of holy water. The cross was still inside, looking over the demon for a moment, her eyes narrowed as the water splashed against the skin of the demon. The water caused the being's skin to sizzle like acid was dripped on it, a small smirk formed on her lips as the demon hissed out in agony.
"Not really good at playing dead."
Looking over to Jo, she gave a wink, "So, what're you demonic scum running around here for?" This was the same question she asked every single demon, and every single time they ended up making her angry and she ended up sending them to hell. Stupid cycle.
And, as assumed, the demon just cussed. Looking over to the man, her cold blue eyes were like steel. "Listen here you low-paid demonic cockroach, I don't have the patience nor the time to deal with you're bullshit. So unless you wanna go home to Daddy and tell him a bunch of girls beat you up, I suggest you start talking. Because what I can do is probably nothing compared to what they'll do to you."
His eye twitched in anger, "Even if that is true, orders are orders sweetheart, you should know that, your Daddy was a cop wasn't he?" Alessa's eyes narrowed, they tried this before, didn't work as well as just cussing her out. A smirk played at her lips as she shoved the bottle down the demon's throat, forcing him to drink the liquid as he choked a scream. She pulled it back out and looked at the now empty bottle, shrugging, she threw it in the trash.
"Bitch!" He coughed out eventually, his mouth still smoking as if he inhaled a cigarette, "Yeah yeah, I heard it all. Are you gonna talk or not?" When the demon just glared, Alessa sighed and looked at Jo.
"Listen Jo, if you have anywhere to go, I suggest you go ahead and leave, I'm sending cockroach number thirteen back home and that means I have to leave fast. Don't speak on where you're going because that'll just make you a target. Here's my number, call me for anything that you need, even if its something simple like a body guard or something." With the little piece of paper handed to Jo, Alessa began to chant again, her voice holding a murderous intent now as she full on glared at the demon.
"Priinceps gloriosissime cælestis militiæ, sancte Michaël Archangele, defende nos in prælio et colluctatione, quæ nobis adversus principes et potestates, adversus mundi rectores tenebrarum harum, contra spiritualia nequitiæ, in cælestibusus. Veni in auxilium hominum, quos Deus creavit inexterminabiles, et ad imaginem similitudinis suæ fecit, et a tyrannide diaboli emit pretio magno!"
With the demon now gone, Alessa began to pack quickly, her dog seemed to know the drill and waited by the door quietly. As she wiped down the things both her and Jo touched, the young woman tossed her things next to the door. With that settled, she went outside and popped open the trunk of a 67' Mustang, placing her things inside as Serenity waited patiently by the door of the car. Shutting the trunk with a soft slam, Alessa opened the door as the dog crawled into the back, curling up and laying her head down for rest. --------------------------[/b][/center] |
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Post by jo on May 21, 2012 0:16:56 GMT -6
----------------------- [/size] -----------------------[/size] Jo had a few cuts and bruises but not enough to really hurt her too bad. She'd feel it in the morning though. Boy, was Dean going to throw a fit if he found out about this. If it had been up to him he would probably lock her away somewhere just to keep her safe. He had to realize that Jo just wasn't the cautious type. She liked fighting, even when she didn't win, because at least she was fighting for something she believed in. It made her feel alive. She knew she might be crazy and wreckless but at least she wasn't stupid. That's what made life worth living. This was her second chance and she wasn't going to screw it up. And there was no way she was letting anyone, even Dean, tell her what to do. She really needed a drink after the night they'd had. Jo really hated that the demons had spoiled all their fun. They could've had a lot more fun drinking together than kicking demon ass. She wasn't going to go back to the bar after that though, so she would probably pay a visit to Sam or Dean. Although, she didn't want Dean to know she'd been out fighting demons so soon. She watched as Alessa interrogated the demon, which didn't really interest her too much, and she listened to him. She already knew, as Alessa probably did as well, that the demon wasn't going to give them anything. Still, Alessa seemed to enjoy torturing him. She didn't know whether to admire that or not but she wasn't afraid anymore. Jo looked up as Alessa looked at her and spoke. She nodded her head and stood up, taking the piece of paper that Alessa handed her. She looked at Alessa and smiled, walking out the door. "I'll give you a call," she said as she walked out the door. She shut the door behind her and started walking down the street. She would probably go to see Sam, because she didn't want Dean to know she'd been hunting.
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Post by ADMIN BRITT on May 21, 2012 2:25:48 GMT -6
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