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Jacqueline Lavaeu

"You 'ave to trust me, and I 'ave to trust you."

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a character in “The Witch and The Witchhunter”, as played by MaliceInWonderland

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Name:
Jacqueline Emilie-Marie Levaeu-Ayers
Nicknames:(if any)
Neo-Voodoo Queen
New Voodoo Queen of New Orleans
Jackie
Emilie-Marie
Age:
23
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Heterosexual...most days
affiliation:(if any)
The Ayers Coven


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Personality: Jacqueline is cunning, and seductive. She has no problem asserting herself but she is generally quiet. She reads people like a book, brilliant with strategy , knows a liar when she sees one and if you are lucky, with her one your side, losing is next to impossible. She will go to bat for you in an instant She is proud of her abilities and her heritage even though she is often looked down upon. She knows she's gorgeous but also understands her worth, she doesn't flaunt herself, she just walks around with a confident aire which attracts many guys and girls. When she's angry, she can be violent, unhinged and has no qualms with starting a fight and or ending one. She can hang with the boys but also charm the pants off of them. Literally some times.
She spends all of her time with her magic and couldn't care any less about material things of the modern world. Some believe she may just be the reincarnation of Marie Levaeu, The Real Voodoo Queen of New Orleans because of this.
Likes:
Herbology/Botany
Voodoo
Dreamwalking/scaping
Reading and Collecting Spells
Her French Creole accent
Dislikes:
People mistaking Voodoo with Dark Magic.
The Crusaders
Being Feared
People misusing magic.
People screwing with her nerdy but lovable cousin.
Sleeping (She doesn't have her own dreams, she only invades those who are sleeping around her)
Fears:
Becoming Lost in a Dream.
Losing her Book of Shadows


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History:
Jacqueline was born to one half of the pure line of Ayers, and the other half to the pure line of Levaeu's, making her a very powerful witch at a young age, being a direct descendant of Voodoo Queen, Marie Lavaeu. From the tender age of 2, Jacqueline was able to enter the dreams of her parents and alter them in whatever way she so wished, that made them believed they gave birth to Marie's reincarnation.

When Jacqueline was a mere ten years old, during a late outing with her father, she dozed off in the backseat and unfortunately her father dozed in the front. Jacqueline was pulled into his dream and was unable to pull herself out of the dream and wake her him before the car veered and hit a guardrail and jackknifed, killing her father instantly and injuring Jacqueline.

Afterwards, Jacqueline's mother, full of grief, moved her and her daughter in with her sister, Jadus. Where Jacqueline met her cousin of the same age, River. The two became close, like sisters however while River found Science, Jaqcueline found and immersed herself in magic, in hopes of controlling her strange and frightening ability.

By Highschool, Jacqueline was a proud witch, wearing it on her like a pin, she didn't care for designer clothes, or the hottest music or the newest technology. All She cared for, all she was interested in was magic and controlling it. She was dubbed by her classmates as the Voodoo Queen, not knowing she was actually blood relative to the Voodoo Queen.

She never gained much more control of her dreamwalking. She learned that should could control what the dreamer dreamt and thus how to wake them up, though each person is different however she couldn't and still can't stop herself from being yanked into their dreams so when she moved out, she found herself self a small place in the Bayou where she can get rest, however she works in the French Quarter, where she helps run a small herb and spices shoppe that her mother owns.


Face Claim:Jessica Park Kennedy

Theme Song

Witch Queen of New Orleans || Redbone

Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau
She's the witch queen of New Orleans, of New Orleans

I'm gonna tell you a story, strange as it now seems
Of zombie voodoo gris gris and the Witch Queen of New Orleans
She lived in a world of magic, possessed by the devils skew
From a shack near the swamplands made of mud-pile brick
Marie stirred her witches brew

Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau
She's the Witch Queen of New Orleans, of New Orleans

Dime or a nickel, anyone could buy voodoo of any kind
She had potions and lotions, herbs and tanna leaves
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Early one mornin' into mucky swamp dew, vanished Marie with hate in her eyes
Though she'll never return, all the Cajuns knew, a Witch Queen never dies

Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo ve veau
She's the witch queen of New Orleans, of New Orleans

Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie, da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on...

So begins...

Jacqueline Lavaeu's Story

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Bane was frozen, unable to make a decision on how to act - He couldn't think of a possible way out of this without risking her life, and that's something he just couldn't possibly do. His heart began to race- he had to act... he had to do something!... SOMETHING!

Suddenly Jacqueline would begin to mutter out something - not sure what she was doing for sure, but he had a feeling it was some form of magic. His suspicions were confirmed as the incredibly large bolt of lightning came down and struck the gun and flowed into the man. His body convulsing and twitching as it glowed as radiant as the noon day sun - forcing Bane to shut his eyes, turning away.

As his eyes opened, Bane could do nothing but stare at the ashy remains of the man as they quickly began to wash away in the rain. Bane simply stood there, holding Jacqueline in his arms... as the rain pouring down upon them.

"I kill...I...Marcus I didn't mean to...I just wanted him to stay away..." She whimpered before crying into his chest, her shaking beginning again. "I'm so sorry...." Again, Marcus says nothing - not even really breathing as his thoughts began to fire off in his head, almost like he was arguing with himself. Her actions just there were basically everything he fought against... but she had saved him... and had she not done that, they both would have been dead.

"Ssshh... It's okay.." He finally says, starting to walk towards the darkened house again. He had made his decision, he was sticking by her till the end of this - Through the thick and thin. Rushing into the House, he placed her on the kitchen table - knocking off everything that had been sitting on it in the process.

"Light!" He said, as soon as he placed her down. "Some Light! A flashlight! Candles! A Lantern- I need something if I'm gonna be able to do anything about your leg! - " He yells as he would start searching her cabnits - the mud flinging from his hands and feet as he darted about the room. He knew if he didn't do something... she could bleed out before an ambulance would arrive, if an ambulance could even make it out here in this weather.

"Do you have a First AID kit? Gaze, some Duct-tape? Anything!?" He said, becoming frustrated as he was unable to navigate her house.

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Image Bane collected several candles and the first aid kit, placing several of the candles on the table - pulling out his lighter and lighting the candles.

"Ghede..." She said softly, her eyes springing open - lookin at Marcus as he began to kneel down next to her leg.

"Ghede?" He mimicked back in the form of a question as he began his 'work'. Taking a deep breath as he would go to pull off the jacket tangled around her leg. Trying to go slow to prevent any further pain, he turned his face away from her so she wouldn't see the worry on his face. The wound was bad... and she was still bleeding pretty heavily. She was going to bleed out if he couldn't stop it soon.

"Hey! I need you to stay awake here! Talk to me!" Bane said, turning to look at her.

(sorry this is so short! >.<)

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"Believe," she breathed, with that her head lollied to the side, her grip went limp and her eyes fluttered closed.

"Jacqueline! Jacqueline!" He yelled at her, as she started to loosen her grip and her eyes went shut. He didn't really believe this whole Ghede spirit thing she had been talking about, but had let her continue believing because he didn't see the harm - but now.. He was almost out of time, and he wanted so bad for it to be true. This was beyond him - she had already lost to much blood for her to not need some form of transfusion soon, forgetting the fact he still hadn't been able to STOP the bleeding.


He did all he could do... He would try and believe... not in the spirit, but in her. If she said it was there, it was there. He closed his eyes and gripped her leg tight with both hands...

Please work... Please work... please...

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Bane stayed there next to her all night - only removing his hands from her leg long enough to clean and bind the wound to the best of his ability. Other than that, He sat there on the floor next to her leg all night long with his hands pressed into her thigh - hoping there would be some, ANY, truth to this Ghede Nibo thing.

He never really slept, but his mind would go blank for stretches - as he tried to fight off sleep and continue to focus on 'healing' her. Banes eyes were shut as the days first light began to poor into the living room and Jacqueline began to stir. His head slumped slightly - as he was barely fighting off sleep. He was still damp from the rain which had soaked his clothes, covered in dried on mud, and his hands were still covered in what was left of her dried on blood - which now in the light would appear he had tracked throughout the house as he rushed around the night before trying to help her.

"You know" She whispered causing Marcus' eye to fly open - turning to look at her. "Usually, we would need to 'ave 'ad atleast a first date before you could even touch my knee much less my thigh." She said, her eyes still half liddened by smiling, her face still a bit pale. Banes face slowly turning from surprise to that of joy as she spoke. "But I suppose I can make an exception." She said and reached for his hand. He in turn gave her one of his hands, the other remaining on her leg due to some subconscious fear she might pass out or something if he were to let it go.

"Geez.. such 'strict' rules .. " He says softly while laughing a little under his breath, brushing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand as he felt such a burden lifted off his shoulders. "What are you.. some kind of Christian nut?" Bane says as he finally takes the second hand off her leg and wraps it around her hand - pulling it to his lips so he can kiss it, almost 'thanking' her for still being alive. Looking down at himself, likely for the first time since the whole event he notices how much mud he was covered in, before looking up at all the mud on the couch, floor, and her.

" I ... owe you a new couch and .... carpet... " He say slowly, before laughing softly - resting his head on the couch.

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"Come." She said and with a limp, she led him upstairs. As Marcus stood is became apparent just how fatigued he was. He stumbled a few times as he first got up, and would drag his feet as he followed.

"I'll clean up once I've finished my shower." She told him as they made their way upstairs, she stopped at the top of the stairs, and opened the linen closet, she pulled a few towels. Marcus used the wall for support as he ascended the stairs.


'what is wrong with me... I've Never felt this tired before... not even after staying up for days' he thought as he followed her close behind. 'I feel like I'm the one who lost all the blood...'


"'ere," She handed them to him then made her way to the large room of the left. "Dz'is is my room," She said standing in the doorway. "Let me know if you need anydz'ing." She said, and was about to turn before looking at him again.She walked over, raised to her toes to place a small kiss to his cheek, nearest his lips. "Dz'ank you," She said softly. "For....everdz'ing." She said and disappeared inside of her bedroom, softly closing the door behind her.

He raised his hand to his cheek, already missing her warmth there. She had to put up with so much... how she could manage to do so and then thank him on top of it all he could never understand.

Staggerly Bane made his way down to a bedroom, opening it to reveal a nice sizable room, although a tad under furnished due to the lack of anyone having been using it. Slowly he made his way to the bathroom within, placing the towls down on the sink - he some how tripped over his own foot, landing hard on the bathroom floor. He gripped his leg as he felt a sudden jolt of pain on his thigh.

'Aaagh! What is this!?" He grunted pulling himself up by the sink. His leg felt like it had been stabbed, making it hard to stand on alone without his extreme fatigue. Trying to ignore it he hobbled to the shower - turning it on and crawling inside, clothes and all. He leaned against the shower wall just trying to find the strength to remove his clothes.

Layer by layer he tossed his soaked clothes out onto the bathroom floor, letting the hot was roll down his weary skin. It felt good.. and it gave his muscles a moment to relax.. still tense from sitting in one spot all night. His fatigue did not seem to leave him, but it did give him a moment to clear his head - as if all his worries were going down the drain along with the dirt and grim he had collected from the night before.

Image After some time in the shower, Marcus would make his way out and over to the sink- grabbing the towel he had left there. Whipping the mirror clean of steam he saw his face for the first time in awhile... He looked tired.. not as tired as he felt... but tired none the less.. and if he was not mistaken... did he look happier? After all that he had been through in the past 24 hours, he still seamed to have a small smile even while not thinking about it.

Maybe Jacqueline was good for him... he hadn't really been 'happy' for some time now... or maybe he was just so tired he was going loopy... it was hard to tell.

Drying himself the best he could, Marcus realized all he had to put back on were his muddy wet clothes laying on the floor. He would have to go downstairs to get his duffle bag.. he knew he had at least on change of clothes in that... or so he hoped. He didn't actually bother to make sure he packed clothes, he was just in a hurry to get out of his hotel before someone showed up, not thinking ahead.

Image wrapping the towel around his waist, he slowly made his way out of the bathroom, through the bedroom and into the hallway. With a slight limp he walked down the stares towards the living room where his duffle bag still layed on the floor.

Looking through the duffle bag he sighed to himself. Shirt, socks, another shirt... had he really forgot to grab any other pants? He search would be interrupted as Marcus heard noise coming from the stairway. He grabbed a shirt, it was better then nothing, and stood up to put it on - only to discover Jacqueline already watching him.

" Feel any better? " He asks in a groggy voice, giving her a smile as he pulled the shirt on over his head.

(Edited this one a lot ... so if you've already read it once, read it again. XD)

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She walked over and pressed a hand to his somewhat clammy forehead. "You look tired, You need proper rest." She told him with a reassuring smile. Marcus could only nod slowly - at this point he didn't think he could fight off sleeping much longer, even if she didn't think it was a good idea.

"I'll put your clothes in dze washer, dz'en by dz'e time you get up, dz'ey'll be clean and dry, Oui?" She said and took his hand yet again, this time, her fingers seem to interweave with his. Marcus notices their hands linked together, looking down at her hand in his. He gave her another soft smile as she slowly lead him up to her room. He found it odd... With all the rooms in this house she brought him to her's ... it give him a small smirk.

"'Ow are you feeling?" She asked him. "Besides, tired?" She said and she lead him into her room, she pulled the comforter and bed dressings from the bed, some so that he could get in. "We bo'dz were soaked in rain last night, you may be coming down wit' somedz'ing." She said. Marcus' smile would fade slightly as she asked him how he felt, honestly he didn't want to tell her - thinking it might worry her, but she had asked...

" Other than exhausted? " He says, the groggy voice he had before still prevalent. " I'm alright I suppose... although my leg.. " He says, rubbing his thigh through the towel still wrapped around his waist. " I think I must have bagged it up last night and not noticed during all the um... 'excitement'. " He would sit on the bed, raising a hand to his eyes as he simple shook his head.

" I'm sure it's nothing though.. All I need is some sleep, and I'll be fine.. " Marcus says as he pulls the hands from his eyes, giving her another soft smile.

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"Dz'en lay down." She urged him, gently pushing him down on the bed. Marcus laid down with little to no fight. He looked up at her with a half smile as she gazed down at him. "You need your rest." She told him softly, and he nodded in turn, he agreed he did... but he wanted to fight off sleep to sit here with her for a moment more.

" You still need rest yourself... You lost a lot of blood last night.. you're body still needs time to ... " He yawns. " get that blood back.." Marcus' eyes were becoming heavier as he lay there talking with her.

"I'm sorry for last night." She told him, "All dz'is 'excitment' because I was foolish enough to agure wit' dz'ose men, now you weren't feeling well." She said and looked away.

" No... Don't blame yourself... Those men were the ones to blame, not you.. and they paid for their actions... " He said sitting up slightly, looking into her eyes.

"Did you really mean what you said to me? About how you don't believe as you did about witches and casters?" She asked him. He reached out for her hand as he sat up all the way, trying to hold it as he spoke to her.

"I meant ever word... " He says smiling at her again. " In a single afternoon you managed to make me question... everything I've done in the past 10 years.. in a good way." Marcus laid back down, now with his eyes closed as he went on talking. " .. and I'm better for having met you... "

" Now you answer me this... " He says before yawning again, his eyes opening slightly as he looked at her with a smile. " Do you still wanna 'sleep with me'?" He asked with a smirk.

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"Just like a man, Only every one thing on your mind." She said with a gentle nudge. "Lucky for you, dz'e answer is yes." She said and scooted a bit closer. Marcus gave her a wide smile. He had expected some form of comment on the remind, and she had delivered. He let his eyes close shut again, already starting to drift off.

"Now keep your eyes closed and relax." She said, and placed her hands on either side of his face. "Breath evenly, in through your nose and out through your mouth and let your mind drift." She said, and she too closed her eyes. He compiled, his breathing slowing as be had already began to drift off.

"You will 'ave complete control over the dream, expect me, Well, partial...you'll be able to control what I wear...so try to behave." She said with a small laugh. Even now almost asleep she made his smile, but part of him doubted her When she told him he would have complete control... He rarely went to bed without having enough to drink to not remember going to bed let alone dream.. and there was a reason for that.

Her words would become lost to him as she continued to try and sooth him to sleep - he had already drifted off...




The sound of the water hitting the shore is the first thing Jacqueline would hear as she entered his dream. The smell of the sea air and the mist of the ocean breeze washing over her face would welcome her to what appeared to be a beautiful looking beach, almost like something off the back of a postcard.

As she looked down, she would find herself wearing a simple white sun dress, with a white bikini underneath, standing barefoot in the warm sand.

"Hey, Lady!" She would sudden hear, turning to find a young boy, no older then the age of 10 standing there. "What are you doing here?"

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Image "I am looking for a friend of mine. Do you know someone by dz'e name of Marcus?"She asked sweetly. "I was suppose to meet 'im 'ere."

"My name is Marcus!" Said the little boy excitedly. "I am Jeremy Marcus Williams Bane!" The little boy ran up to Jacqueline, standing just a few feet in front of her now, bouncing a bit as he kept talking. "You aren't looking for me are you?" He asked as he gave her a big smile, revealing two of his front teeth missing. He looked a bit like a young Marcus with a closer examination, the same dark hair, same nose, even the same ears - but his eyes were defiantly more of a hazel then Marcus' honey brown. He wore a simple white T-shirt and white shorts, although they seemed to be covered in sand from where he had likely been playing on the beach.

"I bet you're friends at the Ferry!" He says, taking her hand and beginning to drag her down the sandy shore line. "Come on! Lets go!"

As he dragged her down the beach for a minute, a town would come into view - made mostly from what looked to be bamboo, palm leaves, and drift wood the small town looked almost like what you would expect somewhere stereotypical tropical. The people moving about the sandy streets of the little town seem bright and colorful even from a distance. Another minute or so they would both arrive within the small towns streets and from here it oddly enough seemed familiar.... It looked to be the French Quarter, save made completely from material found in the area. The brightly colored people moving about the streets appear to be in costumes you would find during Carnival in Brazil - moving in shockingly large crowds for the tiny town. The Sounds of Music and chatter fill the city streets as people seem to be in celebration.

"Come on!" Yells the young boy, dragging Jacqueline through the middle of a crowd. As they bumped into people - their white clothes would began to gain the colors of those they bumped into - almost like getting paint rubbed on them without the wet sensation or smell. By the time they made it to the other side of the crowd they both looked like they had tie-dyed clothes on.

"There!" He said, pointing towards a small boat dock a few yards away. "That's were the Ferry comes in at, your friend will probably be here by then!"

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"Jeremy, Where are your parents?" She asked him." You aren't out here alone, are you?" The young boy frowned a bit, looking back towards the crowd of people moving through the streets.

"My moms at home... but... I don't wanna go there.. and dads here somewhere... some times.. " He says slowly, as if he wanted to tell her a lie, but couldn't come up with anything. His frown would suddenly brighten up as he pointed back towards the docks.

"Look! It's here!" he yelled, running towards the docks as a small ferry boat came pulling up to it. As it arrived, people through the crowd began to head towards it. oddly enough not people in costumes but in the, now, tie-dye clothing much like Jacqueline and the young Jeremy. As the boat came to a stop, a man jumped onto the docks.

"All aboard!" He yelled with a wide smile. People seem to be handing him coins as they began to load onto the Ferry.

"Check your pockets! Do you have any coins!?" Said the excited Jeremy, pointing towards the simple 'pocket' of sorts made into the sundress... oddly enough there hadn't been a noticeable pocket before now. As she stuck her hand inside to check, there would be two copper coins - larger than a traditional penny, but bright and shiny - as if recently made.

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"Docks...Ferryman....Coins...Jeremy, I don' dz'ink we should get on dz'at Ferry." Jacqueline told him. Jeremy frowned again.

"I never get to go on the Ferry.. " He mumbled, somewhat disappointed but clearly having fallen short of his goal of getting on the Ferry before.

"I need to know what your fadz'er's name is." She urged him. "You see, I dz'ink your fadz'er is, dz'e friend I am looking for and if I board dz'e Ferry, I won't ever see 'im again," She told him, after kneeling down to his eye level.

"My dad is Marcus Alexander Bane.." He said matter-a-factly. " and... I can take you to him.. but.. I don't think you wanna go there.." He says, the frown on his face turning to more nervousness then fear. Jeremy looked back towards the town again, apprehensive of what he thought he should do. He would take her hand and lead her back down the towns sandy street, passing through the celebrating people yet again.

The street would seem to become longer and longer as they walk down it, the once tropical appearance shifting to that more of a city side docks, the sun some how setting and leaving behind a clouded night sku, all in the time between a blink. Jeremy would stop and point towards a bar lit up with a neo sign that read 'Worlds Edge' on it.

"He's in there most likely.. you'll have to go without me... I can't go in.. " He says letting go of her hand. In the time she looked towards the bar and back towards Jeremy he was gone...




The bar was ran down on the inside, at one time it had been decorated to be like and Irish pub... but had been ran down and neglected. It remains mostly empty, a few faceless people sitting in the corner with their heads down and a tired looking bar keeper.

Marcus sits at the far end of the bar, with a drink in his hand.. having not noticed Jacqueline enter yet.

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Image Marcus' view would shift up and towards Jacqueline as she sat down beside him. He would offer her a glass of scotch, another already in front of him - indicating his expecting of her arrival.

"I've been looking for you." She told him softly. "Why are you in 'ere?" Marcus nodded, taking a drink off his own glass as she spoke. He does not seem to smile or light up as he had began to ever time he saw her lately outside of the dream, his eyes mostly stay down on his glass, hearing her words - but clearly distracted with his own thoughts.

"Every time I'm here.. and I realize its a dream... this is where I go.. If I hadn't realized it was a dream... I'd be out on the streets with the others.. " He looks up at her, a hint of redness to his eyes. "But as you said... I would know it were.. so... Here I am."

"I made a friend, a very sweet boy, 'e 'elpd find you, even dz'ough 'e really wanted to get on dz'e ferry." She said, her face lighting up a bit as she talked about the boy. Marcus shook his head with an insincere smile, taking yet another drink from his dwindling scotch.

"He always wants to go on the ferry... and I never have the coins..." He says, swirling the ice cubes within his glass around for a moment before placing it back down on the bar. He looks back towards her, as he continues talking. "... and the damnedest thing is... He has the coins... but it's two coins per person... and he always waits for me... Every time I'm here... it's the same story.. " He sighs, leaning back on the bar stool a bit.

"I almost hate this dream the worst.. because every time I have it I have to be reminded that he never got to grow up to be this age.. that... I'm slowly forgetting what he use to look like and instead just keep imagining him as if he had kept on growing up... " His eyes lock on her yet again.

"Where did you wake up anyways?" He asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

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Image Keeping his head down as she handed him the coins, Marcus turned away from her as she talked.

"It is up to you whether you take 'im or not, but He will always wait for you, 'iding in 'ere isn't going to change dz'at." She told him, and looked away toward the door. "I know if I could see my fadz'er again....even in only a dream, I would go." She said softly. "I'd always go.."

"You know what Jacqueline.. " He says slowly. " You are.... oddly predictable. " As Bane turned back to face her- his face would appear to have a shadow pass over it, and it was replaced with that of the sinister Mystery man from the Hotel. Slowly the corners of his face would roll upwards into a twisted grin, looking at the coins in his hands.

" You truly have no idea where you are really, do you girl?" He says, tucking the coins into his pocket as he talks. "I've been watching Bane for years... I've had time to learn a trick or two... and this... is no dream.. This is purgatory." He smirks, standing up from the bar stool.

"Well... Banes purgatory anyways.. and what you just gave me was your ticket to the afterlife.. "

(I'm SOOOOOO sorry I've been away... Its been nuts the last few days. @.@)