The feline stalked chasingxdemons
"And who may you be?" The feline asked, "Not very fond of new people…"
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The feline stalked chasingxdemons
"And who may you be?" The feline asked, "Not very fond of new people…"
+8 visited Death's domain
"Visitors...who aren't already dead? That's neat! Haven't had many those before...nice change of pace..." "So, how can I help you out, boys and girls, hm?"
chasingxdemons;;hunting the hunter
Baron's seen her around for about a week now. Pretty woman, tall and brunette, has an affinity to leather jackets. He doesn't now her name, but he sure as hell knows her game--she's a hunter. He's followed her a few times, he's seen that arsenal. No normal hired gun has stakes and holy water. He's fought many in his time, but he's never seen one quite like her. She appears to have a certain grace to her, it's intriguing.
He finds her at a bar, a regular ground for hunters. Even the bar tender deals information out to traveling patrons looking for their next kill. He sits next to her and orders himself a scotch.
"So, whatcha hunting?" He swivels the bar stool towards her and smirks. "And don't play coy with me, I know what you are."