âĄ~Annabell and Chester Pyke~âĨ
Annabell was a little impressed- if not furious- that Lucas had not actually been injured by her attempt at throwing him at a wall. He had actually jumped off of the wall he was being thrown at, and landed on the fire escape. Seeing him not flying through the air anymore gave her the need to make him do it again. Her first instict as he gripped the metal bars was to do the exact same thing, but by the time she had grabbed onto them, he was already on the roof. Quick, she thought to herself. If it didn't make her feel even more angered towards him, it made her feel impressed. But now was not the time for emotion, as he had just thrown three pellets at the ground which quickly broke and filled the air around her in a white fog. Annabell's soul didn't attempt to escape the fog until her eyes began to water from it, her then letting out a small shrill of pain followed by the sounds of her feet swiftly clopping away to somewhere that didn't make her feel like dying.
Back behind the buildings and beside a giant brick wall, much time hadn't past since that little accident. She huffed a few times and watched as the man disappeared, jumping away from roof to roof. Annabell's anger towards him only grew, And she still felt that he owed her a proper fight.
Just as paced and fast as the man, Annabell ran in the shadows and secretively followed behind his. Hopefully, she had the element of surprise on her side once again. But just as quickly as a demonic grin grew, the shadow vanished. Annabell had no control of her monstrous legs at this moment and to stop, she had to crash land. Doing so she scraped herself quite badly. The only very noticeable difference though was her dress, being ripped to shreds at the end. She stood back up and hastily went back over towards where that shadow had disappeared. She knew he couldn't have made it to the next building over, as there was no fire escape on that side and the room was too high to jump from such a low level. And unless he could jump across cars, she didn't think he could/would cross the street. As soon as the idea came to mind that he was in this small grocery store. Perfect. In the blink of an eye, Annabell dodged around the corner, barely made it past the sliding glass doors without breaking through them, and slid down the isle that was directly in front. If she hadn't gotten down to her knees and and had her Claws's scratch across the ground, she might have crashed into something behind her and knocked it over. Luckily she had, and the only noise and sight giving her away were her scratches and clops against the ground. Carefully, anna stood back up and readjusted her stance, glancing around the small store and wondering to herself. "Just where the hell did he go?" Though as she only took a few steps throught the store, she already saw the lady standing behind the cash register, there with an unimpressed look upon her face. They both made eye contact for about a minute before Annabell looked away and back around the store for another moment. Annabell's soul huffed through her nose and began clopping away down the store, her search for the man quickly continuing.
Back behind the buildings and beside a giant brick wall, much time hadn't past since that little accident. She huffed a few times and watched as the man disappeared, jumping away from roof to roof. Annabell's anger towards him only grew, And she still felt that he owed her a proper fight.
Just as paced and fast as the man, Annabell ran in the shadows and secretively followed behind his. Hopefully, she had the element of surprise on her side once again. But just as quickly as a demonic grin grew, the shadow vanished. Annabell had no control of her monstrous legs at this moment and to stop, she had to crash land. Doing so she scraped herself quite badly. The only very noticeable difference though was her dress, being ripped to shreds at the end. She stood back up and hastily went back over towards where that shadow had disappeared. She knew he couldn't have made it to the next building over, as there was no fire escape on that side and the room was too high to jump from such a low level. And unless he could jump across cars, she didn't think he could/would cross the street. As soon as the idea came to mind that he was in this small grocery store. Perfect. In the blink of an eye, Annabell dodged around the corner, barely made it past the sliding glass doors without breaking through them, and slid down the isle that was directly in front. If she hadn't gotten down to her knees and and had her Claws's scratch across the ground, she might have crashed into something behind her and knocked it over. Luckily she had, and the only noise and sight giving her away were her scratches and clops against the ground. Carefully, anna stood back up and readjusted her stance, glancing around the small store and wondering to herself. "Just where the hell did he go?" Though as she only took a few steps throught the store, she already saw the lady standing behind the cash register, there with an unimpressed look upon her face. They both made eye contact for about a minute before Annabell looked away and back around the store for another moment. Annabell's soul huffed through her nose and began clopping away down the store, her search for the man quickly continuing.