Woman with golden waves for hair was always underestimated, ever since she was born, when she was considered the fragile youngest child among three brothers. Nothing changed until after high school...even when she met Frank, Joey and Suzie, and ended up in this twisted world. But they were all wrong. . . Only after her blade was smeared with crimson for the first time, they finally realized that.
Julie relentlessly clamped the infamous murderer around the waist with her knees, pressed the throat with her elbow. Angel face with fiery soul was tough, resourceful and agile like a cat, managing to overpower a man that was feared even by other killers like a plague was in 13th century. Not even Frank managed to do this, Julie knew that and the realization filled her with pride. " I see you are one of those living on false reputation. . . " melodic voice fell between them,as the tip of the blade pushed the ivory mask, forcing it off slowly.
Unmasking a killer, one of the biggest humiliations to one hiding behind it. " You should have thought twice before creeping around Ormond, Ghostface. Because you are far from the stealthy, silent punishment they paint you as. " leaning closer, icy orbs glared at two coal black spots of his mask, cold steel still pushing the mask. " You are a scary joke. " Tone filled with wrath that was accumulating all her life. Snatching the camera that fell in the thick blanket of snow beside them, woman raised it above their heads. " I'll keep this one, if you don't mind. Capture the moment of truth. . .where you got busted. " mockingly she hummed the theme of ghost busters before finally unmasking the man, snapping the picture instantly. Eyes widen and plump rosy lips slightly opened. . . The face. Julie did not expect the man to be so. . . easy on the eyes.
