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Jacqueline Lavaeu [63] "You 'ave to trust me, and I 'ave to trust you."
Marcus Bane [60] "That's a complicated question... Well.. not really.. Simple question, complicated answer. "
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Jacqueline Lavaeu
Jacqueline allow him to clean her hand, while watching the stern expression on his face as he did so.
Once finished, He placed a towel on her hand and dried her palm and finally decided to speak.
"I'm grateful for you..." He said, his eyes still on their intertwined hands. Jacqueline felt her heart race as the sentence lingered in the air for a moment.
"That you are willing to put up with the risk of helping me..."[b] He said and let go of her hand, leaving it cold as it turned back into the room. Jacqueline couldn't bring herself to move just yet.
[b]"As far as being treated some way; After this is done. They'll understand what I'm doing...but until then...I can't even begin to imagine they'd understand."
Jacqueline moved to him then, helping him gather his things. "We will make them understand." She said, putting them in a neat pile. "We will." she said and smiled warmly.
(sorry these are kinda short, The next few won't be xD)
Collecting up a large box from the corner, Bane began to walk towards the door.
" I'm gonna put these files in the car first... We'll need them if they some back up before I get done packing.. " He says, opening the Hotel room door. He stopped, standing in the doorway with box in his arms. He turned back slowly, looking at Jacqueline like he wanted to say something... Something more then he knew he should... Bane shook his head slightly, biting his toungue, and headed out to the car - closing the door behind him.
"Interesting..." said an unfamiliar male voice coming from the back - accompanied by an overwhelming sense of darkness filling the room.
Turning around, Jacqueline would see an older man leaning against the Hotel Room sink. In appearance, he is not that unlike Marcus - Slender build, untrimmed face, button-up shirt, black jacket and pants. However unlike Bane, this man was much older - likely in his early 50s, slightly taller or in higher heeled shoes, stood with a cane in his hands, and came accompanied with an overwhelming sense of dread. With no visible back door, and having not been more then 10 feet away from the front, he could not have possible walked in without someone noticing.
" You should really be much more careful about letting your 'mind wounder' ... " he says, clearly implying her recent astral projection trip. " You never know when you might 'bump' into someone.. " His lips curling into a smile - which would leave you with more worry then comfort.
(This is NOT the member of your Coven I was talking about... just an fyi. :P)
Jacqueline Lavaeu
Jacqueline watched Bane as he collected his materials in a box, feeling a little helpless. She wanted to help him, make him feel better about the whole thing.
"I'm gonna put these in the car first...We'll need them if they come back before I'm done packing..."
Jacqueline simply nodded, her arm crossed over her chest, her hand gently holding the other arm at the elbow.
Queitly, she watched him turn as if he were about to say something but changed his mind before walking out.
She sighed before an overwhelming sense of darkness loomed from behind her, causing her to rub the chills from the back of her neck.
"Interesting." Said a voice from behind. Jacqueline turned around with a start as an older man leaned against the sink.
She backed up some, the corner of her eyes keeping her attention on the gun on the bed.
"You should really be much more careful about letting your 'mind wonder'..."
Jacqueline's eyes went wide.
"What..?"
"You never know when you might 'bump' into someone."
Jacqueline's nostrils flared in annoyance.
"Stay away." She barked, as her mind scanned for a protection spell and backing away some more, hopefully toward the door so Bane could see her clearly having a conversation. "You know dz'is is a Witch 'unter's 'otel room, 'e'll be back any second." She said, as her hand slipped into her bag and gripped a book from inside.
She couldn't believe just how terrifying this man was, Was he the one they were after? How did he know where to find them? How'd he get in here? How did he know about her astroprojection?
More importantly, Where in the Hell was Bane?
" Ooohh.. You can calm down. " He says before standing up off the sink, taking a single step further into the middle of the room.
He holds out a hand and as he does - a wooden chair scoots on its own, out of the corner of the room, and stops in front of this dark figure. Pulling it around so that he might sit, still facing the scared girl.
"And yes, I know whose room this is ...and I might be intimidated by the fact that he was a Witch Hunter, IF I were a Witch... " He says as he rolls his fingers. "Actually, that would be why I'm here... because YOU little Missy.. are a Witch! and you should really know better then to be hanging around the likes of poor ol' Bane. Don't you know what he's done to little girls like you?" As he talks the room would slowly grow darker and darker until he would appear to be the only visible thing in the room - almost like he himself were immune to the 'darkness' around him.
"Oh- .. but what's this? " He says sitting up, placing a hand on his chest. " The poor little dear has f-f-feelings for Ol' Witch Hunter Bane.. How cute- but do you do know how this is going to end for you, right?" He sudden vanishes into the darkness - leaving Jacqueline in the room completely devoid of any light.
"You're gonna burn!" Says the mystery man, suddenly appearing right in front of Jacqueline with a wild grin covering his face.
Jacqueline Lavaeu
Jacqueline took a step back as he stepped forward.
"Ohhh you can calm down." He said and Jacqueline set her jaw as she pulled her book from her bag, watching the man pulling a chair to him.
Telekinesis....not an easy magic to manipulate.
"I'm pretty sure I'm not going to kill you..." He said with a wicked grin. Jacqueline's hand gripped on her book. "And yes, I know whose room this is...and I might be intimidated by this fact that he was a Witch Hunter, IF I were a Witch." He said and Jacqueline cocked her head confused. "What are you talking about?"
[b]"Actually that would be why I'm here...because YOU little Missy..are a Witch! and you should really know better then to be hanging around the likes of poor ol' Bane. Dont' you know what he's done to little girls like you?"
Jacqueline was distracted by the sudden darkening of the room, save for the light that hovered around him. She didn't know what to do in this situation. Crusaders she could figure out but this guy, who used Magic but didn't believe himself a witch? She had nothing for, what spell would work against him?
"Oh- but what's this?" He said standing, calling her attention to him once more, standing and placing a hand over his chest.
"The poor little dear has f-f-feelings for Ol' Witch Hunter Bane. How cute-" Jacqueline huffed. How could he know that? She wasn't even sure if that were true or not. "But do you do know how this is going to end for you, right?" And suddenly, he was gone, Jacqueline reached in her bag once more and grabbed a handful something...
"You're gonna burn!" He said, appearing before her' Jacqueline yelped but recovered, she held up her hand blew pure salt in the man's eyes before side stepping and running for the bed, she gripped Bane's gun and turned toward him "You dz'ink dz'at burns..." She said and cocked the hammer. "Come closer..." She warned him, her breathing ragged but her eyes unwavering
Jacqueline held up her hand blew pure salt in the man's eyes before side stepping and running for the bed, she gripped Bane's gun and turned toward him.
He grimaced as his hand went flying to his eyes as he stumbled backwards, letting out a hiss that sounded like Cicadas on a hot summer day. "You little BITCH.. " He growls.
"You dz'ink dz'at burns..." She said and cocked the hammer. "Come closer..."
As he removed his hand from his eyes, he looked at Jacqueline with eyes now glowing red. Rage flowed through this man as the terrifying smile was replaced with that of a more horrific scowl.
" I will warn you once... " He says looking the girl up and down. " Stay away from Marcus Bane... if you value your life. "
As he speaks, there would be a sudden pounding on the front door. ".. Jacqueline?" bane could be hear yelling from the other side, before the pounding becomes louder - as Bane began to try and kick in the door.
Bane stood in the doorway- breathing heavily as he looked around the room.
"Jacqueline!?"
Jacqueline Lavaeu
" I will warn you once... " The man hissed and Jacqueline stood there, her breathing heavy. " Stay away from Marcus Bane... if you value your life. " " If you value yours, you'll stay away from me." She warned him, her hands still on the gun. Her brown eyes wide and full of fury and fear.
".. Jacqueline?"
There was banging on the door, now, Bane couldn't get in for whatever reason but she couldn't think about that now.
" If you don't .. I get the feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of each other... " He said and Jacqueline frowned. " I'm sure we well." She said as he disappeared.
Bane stood in the doorway- breathing heavily as he looked around the room.
"He came from nowhere....claims he wasn't a witch but he used magic....Dz'ere was so much darkness....I've never felt such powerful darkness before..." She sobbed. It didn't matter that she was prepared the fight, she was still terrified of him.
"He's is going to hurt me....for helping you....He told me....to stay away....I....I've never been so afraid in my life." She sobbed and closed her hands over her eyes and her sobs turned into terrified cries.
She dropped to the floor, shivering with fear. Bane rushed to her side, getting down on his knees as he tried to help her - but still had no idea what was really going on.
"He came from nowhere....claims he wasn't a witch but he used magic....Dz'ere was so much darkness....I've never felt such powerful darkness before..." She sobbed. Bane looked around the room in a flurry, trying to find whoever she was talking about before turning his attention back to her.
"Who!? Who did this!? " he.asked her while trying to hug her, comforting her the only way he knew how.
"He's is going to hurt me....for helping you....He told me....to stay away....I....I've never been so afraid in my life." She sobbed. Bane face turned from a look of panic to a look of anger.
"Listen- Jacqueline. Listen!" He said, placing his hands on her face. "I'm not going to let anyone hurt you, I promise- okay!?" Bane would try and brush a tear off her face as he looked into her eyes. "Whoever it was.. we have them scared- don't you see? Otherwise they wouldn't have shown themselves to you. We are doing the right thing here- we are... "
Bane would try and comfort her again, holding her tight against him. "And they should be scared..."
(Another phone post.. :P)
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Jacqueline Levaeu
"Listen-Jacqueline. Listen!" Bane said, placing his hands on either side of her face, "I'm not going to let anyone hurt, I promise-Okay?!" He said, brushing her seemingly ever flowing tears from her cheeks with his thumb.
She looked him in the eyes, hoping to find comfort in them and she did. Her tears lessened but her shivering didn't stop. "Whoever it was...we have them scared- don't you see? Otherwise they wouldn't have shown themselves to you. We are doing the right thing here- we are..." He said and pulled her against him, holding her tight. She rested her head against his chest, glad for once for her inability to dream, otherwise, he would haunt them.
"Any they should be scared..."
Jacqueline nestled her head into his chest some, holding tight to him to stop the shivering and after a moment of listening to his heart beat, her shivering finally stopped.
She looked up at Marcus then, her eyes finding his. All she could do was watch him for a moment.
That man was right, she did have feelings for him, and they were growing stronger by the moment. She didn't understand why...After all, he probably did do bad things to witches in the past but it all seemed not to matter to her when she knew she should.
"Marcus..." She said, her voice small as his name lingered.
In that same moment, sirens could be heard outside. "We 'ave to go." She said looking away, pulling herself from the saftey of his arms. "Dz'ey'll be 'ere soon." She said quietly, and pulled the keys from his jacket pocket that she was still wearing.
Even with it on, she felt no safety then she did in his arms.
She knew she had to shake it off, these feelings of hers. He couldn't possible feel the same way, so there was no point, aside from the fact that they'd only just met.
"'ere you drive, I...can't." She said and placed the keys in his hands, her fingers lingering on his for a moment too long.
She waited for him to go before exiting the room, her arms wrapped tightly around herself to compensate for his missing warmth.
(Itzalright xD I'm on my DS so no gifs and no tags D:)
Marcus kept holding her, even as he saw that she was beginning to calm down. She looked up at him, her eyes finding his - and it was at that moment, on the inside, he felt like he had been struck by lightning. His heart rate suddenly increasing, his palms suddenly damping, if he would have been standing- his legs would have become weak, all in a sudden 'flash' realization as he sat there with her. He had feelings for her - not just attraction or lust, which would be easy to believe - but something more.
"We 'ave to go." She said looking away, pulling herself from him. "Dz'ey'll be 'ere soon." Bane nodded slowly, remaining on his knees for a moment as she began to stand. He remains looking down for a moment, his skin having turned pale as though he'd seen a ghost. Rather.. he had felt one... He hadn't felt this way since his wife died....
"'ere you drive, I...can't." She said and placed the keys in his hands, her fingers lingering on his for a moment too long. He would look up at her as she put the keys in his hands, and both of his hands would wrap around hers, giving her a soft smile and a nod.
Finally jumping up, he nods again - grabbing a duffle bag out of the closet, and starts tossing things off the bed into it.
" Alright - Go go go go! " He says, picking up the duffle bag and starting to push Jacqueline along out the door. Bane knew he was acting odd - but he felt... oddly good. He liked this girl... and while he knew it could never work... ever... the feeling was his to keep for now. Nearly pushing her the whole way to the car - Bane tossed the duffle bag into the back seat.
"Where to?" he asked as he jumped into the drivers side of the car.
Jacqueline Lavaeu
It felt like forever as his hands wrapped around hers, and he smiled softly at her. How long they were like that she didn't know nor did she care. It just felt...good.
Suddenly, he got to his feet and released her hands.
"You're right.. Unless you think we could talk the Cops into believing the door got kicked in and the mirror got shot all accidentally.. " Marcus said, he seemed oddly...relaxed then he had been and somewhat more chipper. It was a odd yet refreshing. She didn't know what was going on in his mind but whatever it was, she hoped it was good.
She watched him gather his things with an amused expression. " I can talk most anyone into anydz'ing...however a gunshot would be a stretch even for me.." she said with a bit of a tired smile.
Before long, Marcus got to shoving her out the door, "Marcus, I can walk." She said but was laughing as she spoke. It was strange after such a terrifying experience, with Marcus here, she felt a bit more relaxed herself.
"Alright, go go go." He urged and Jacqueline just giggled. " I'm going." She said and soon they were in the car, her in the passenger seat.
"Where to?"
"Toward the Bayou," She told him. "And Marcus, let's try doing dz'e speed limit dz'is time, Oui?" She said.
Once he pulled off and they'd been driving for a while, she began to think. He said he been having the same type of dream. It made her curious about his connection with Ghede Nibo, he could possible be visiting the afterlife in his sleep and not be aware of it. She wanted to help him with that.
She turned to him and with straight face, she said.
"I want you to sleep with me."
"I never make a promise I don't intend on keeping.. " He says as he turns onto the road. ".... and I'm promising nothing!" He says as he taps the accelerator for a moment, clearly still in a playful mood. He smirks, looking between her and the road. " I'll try.. but if we start getting passed by Old Ladies, I can't be held accountable for my actions. "
As they began their trek towards the Bayou, Bane would pull a CD out of the middle armrest - letting it play on low volume. He seemed relaxed, even smiling every once in a while - something rare before his recent 'upswing' of a mood. He hums lightly along to the tune, clearly enjoying himself as he turned his head to look Jacqueline over - noticing she clearly had something on her mind ... something he hoped wasn't about the mission at hand.. she had already been through a lot today.
She turned to him and with straight face, she said. "I want you to sleep with me."
"What, right here? Or can I at least find a place to park first?" He says, clearly joking. He keeps looking between her and the road. " Or better yet - we'll do it right here - and I'll just drive with my knees."
His smile widened as he thought of several other comments... which he thought best to keep to himself less this offer suddenly 'vanish'. "What do you mean - " he finally asks.
Jacqueline Lavaeu
"What, right here? Or can I at least find a place to park first?" He replied and Jacqueline laughed hard.
"To start, Mon'chere. If I wanted you, I wouldn't 'ave to ask."She replied and gave a grin with a wink.
"But dz'at not what I meant." She said and looked briefly out the window.
"You told me about your dreams. About dz'e beach." She said. " I am what is called a Dreamwalker, I can leave my consciousness and enter your dreams. I dz'ink I can 'elp you with yours"
She said, she felt a little nervousness as the thought of that mystery man appearing again, and he warned her about using her ability, that and running the risk of begin trapped. She shook it away, as she looked at him and smiled. She looked out of the window and saw the exit coming up.
"Turn here." She said. " I think you're dreams will let me know if you are Ghede Nibo, or not." She told him. "I suppose we can share a bed during dz'e process. " She with a sly grin.
"To start, Mon'chere. If I wanted you, I wouldn't 'ave to ask."She replied and gave a grin with a wink.
"But dz'at not what I meant." She said and looked briefly out the window. "You told me about your dreams. About dz'e beach." She said. " I am what is called a Dreamwalker, I can leave my consciousness and enter your dreams. I dz'ink I can 'elp you with yours"
Bane looked at her again, with a bit of a confusion in his eyes.
"Help me? I don't think I need help with dreaming.. I've been doing it for a few years now.. " He says, joking... but clearly not understanding fully.
"Turn here." She said. Bane obliged, turning off onto the exit.
" I think you're dreams will let me know if you are Ghede Nibo, or not." She told him. "I suppose we can share a bed during dz'e process. " She with a sly grin. Bane grinned, shaking his head as he continued to follow the road.
"Promises promises.. " He says, his eyes not leaving the road. " Are we doing this before.. or after we go through that big box of dead people in my back seat?"
Jaccqueline Lavaeu
"Promises, Promises..." Marcus said and Jacqueline laughed some more, probably just due to the fact that she needed to after the incident at the hotel. It felt nice.
"Are we doing this before...or after we go through that big box of dead people in my back seat?"
"After, Work before pleasure." She told him with a wink. " Besides, dz'e last dz'ing I want to see before bed, is dead bodies...I don't dream but I know dz'at will keep me up all night." She said with a raise of her brow.
"If you don't want, dz'at is fine by me, I just dz'ought you should know , I could 'elp, if your dreams become too dark."
She said and was quiet for the rest of the ride,save for a few directions here and there.
Soon, they were at her home, a large plantation, tucked behind bowing oak tress.
The place was haunted before she and her mother moved in. Her mother since moved into the city but Jacqueline stayed, the solidute kept her dreamless sleep, just that. Dreamless.
"'ere we are." She said as he pulled up. " You are probably wondering why one girl needs a 'ouse this large. Well... I don't, but people believed it was haunted so dz'ey stay away, which owrks for me." She said and shrugged, she climbed out of the car and stretched for a moment before her eyes landed on a vulgar word painted on one o the tower pillers o her home.
"Perfect..." She spat, throwing up her hands in frustration and stormed inside, careful of her step, more salt lined the doorway. "Just what I need right now..."
"Never been a fan of the work before pleasure mentality myself, but... The Lady's Choice it is." He says as he gives her yet another smile.
"If you don't want, dz'at is fine by me, I just dz'ought you should know , I could 'elp, if your dreams become too dark."
Bane nodded as she talked, his smile fading slightly as she mentions dark dreams. He stayed quiet for a minute before finally speaking.
"Just... don't put yourself in danger because of something in my dream, alright?" He says, making eye contact with her for a moment to make sure she knew he was serious.
The rest of the ride went smoothly, he following her directions as they drove further into the bayou. The house they arrived as was impressive to be sure - an old plantation, very sizable and spacious - framed from the street by tall old Oak trees. Bane nodded in 'acceptance'. This was much better then any of the hotels he'd stayed at in the past few years - both in appearance ... and company.
"'ere we are." She said as he pulled up. " You are probably wondering why one girl needs a 'ouse this large. Well... I don't, but people believed it was haunted so dz'ey stay away, which works for me." She said and shrugged.
"Ain't afraid of no ghosts. " He mumbles along to the Ghost busters theme.
she climbed out of the car and stretched for a moment before her eyes landed on a vulgar word painted on one of the tower pillers of her home.
Bane frowned, following her out the car. He felt slightly guilty... This was the type of thing his people use to do to try and run off would be witches.
"Perfect..." She spat, throwing up her hands in frustration and stormed inside, careful of her step, more salt lined the doorway. "Just what I need right now..."
He followed her inside, remaining silent as he looked around, taking in the houses beauty.
"That... sorta thing.. happen often?" He finally asked, pointing back over his shoulder towards the front porch.
(Sorry... it's not much.. All I could do on my lunch break XD)
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"That sort of thing...happen often..."
"More times dz'en I like to admit." Jacqueline replied. "I am,the great granddaughter of the Voodoo Queen, Dz'at sort of dz'ing doesn't sit well with everyone....Crusaders made sure of dz'at." She said somewhat ruefully.
"It's funny, I come out here to get away, only to find dz'is everyday...." She said and lead him through the palor room and into the large living room.
The place honestly looked like you'd stepped through time, save for the television, cable box, and computers. It's classic Louisiana charm still lingered.
"Make yourself comfortable," She told him, plopping on the large couch that faced the television, throwing her feet on the coffee table, that was covered in fashion magazines and a few fantasy novels.
"You can set your files 'ere, so we can get started."
(That's alright, I'm a bit pressed for time myself, I just couldn't resist xD)
"More times dz'en I like to admit." Jacqueline replied. "I am,the great granddaughter of the Voodoo Queen, Dz'at sort of dz'ing doesn't sit well with everyone....Crusaders made sure of dz'at." She said somewhat ruefully. "It's funny, I come out here to get away, only to find dz'is everyday...." She said and lead him through the palor room and into the large living room.
The sound of thunder in the distance brought Bane out of his thoughts and back to the real world.
"Make yourself comfortable," She told him, plopping on the large couch that faced the television, throwing her feet on the coffee table, that was covered in fashion magazines and a few fantasy novels. "You can set your files 'ere, so we can get started."
" I'll get them from the car here in a moment... " He says, stepping further into the room looking over the various items throughout the room. Glancing at over the cluttered coffee table he half expected to find a novel with Favio on the cover.
Another crackle of thunder can be heard in the distance, this time much closer.
"Perhaps... I should get those files now... before it rains.. " He says, heading out towards the car to retrieve his various things and the box of files.
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"Gotta admit...This isn't exactly the kind of home I'd imagine a Witch living out of..." He said walking passed the couch and toward the window. "But...then again, Royalty has to live in style- don't they, Ms. Voodoo Princess of New Orleans." He added with a wink, and Jacqueline snorted a laugh.
"No Moi-même I'm a Queen." She said with a smirk just before a long crackle of thunder echoed outside.
"Perhaps....I should get those files now...before it rains." He said and she nodded.
"Alright." She said and stood up as he walked outside. She made her way upstairs, and decided to change out of her clothes. Before she'd been wearing a long black skirt, black boots, a black and purple corset with a lace shaw over her shoulders. She always dressed that way, in a neo gothic style, to show how proud she was of being Voodoo Priestess, and a good one at that, but at home. She dressed more comfortably. She grabbed a large vintage tee with Yoda on the front, and some loose short that showed off her long legs.
Somewhere in the back of her mind knew she grabbed those shorts because Marcus was here.
She then pulled her wavy black hair into a side ponytail that hung down her right side.
She looked like a normal girl...
She took a deep breath, just as another thunder clapped, this time closer then before.
She made her way back downstairs, barefoot, and sat onto couch again, this time, her legs crossed as she waited for Marcus to return.
Walking out to the car he popped open his back door - the wind catching it, causing it to swing open. Pulling out his dufflebag first, he swung it over his shouder so he would have the free hands to grab the box. As he lifted the box up out of the car, the wind caught the lid - causing it and several papers to fly out.
"Great.. " Bane groaned, placing the box down on the ground, then the duffle bag down on top of it to try and prevent any further loses- he began to chase after the loose papers. One by one he managed to collect up the papers before they got to far away, all the while the storm grew closer. Grabbing the last piece he turned to head back for his things - stopping for a moment as he realized what was on the paper. " Hhhhmm.." He might have just found himself a new lead...
"Erm.. Sorry.. What was I saying?" He says shaking his head as he finally 'snaps' out of it.
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"Hey...I think I might have a new lead." Marcus called as he reentered the house. Jacqueline looked up from her book.
"Seems I'm not the first to have noticed this trend of murders..." He said as he made his way through the palor and the living room, she turned, resting her arm on the top of the couch, listening to him. "An Officer Tucker had made a note on the back of one of his reports that-...Wow." He stopped short when his eyes landed on her. She looked up at him, with a tight smile. "Marcus?" She said, as he looked at her, just staring...no more like admiring. She couldn't help feel a bit bashful...Most people never saw her like this...especially not a Crusader.
"Erm...Sorry...What was I saying?" He said snapping out of it.
Jacqueline smiled to herself. "Um, You were talking about the case, You said you may 'ave found a new lead?" She told him a patting a place on the couch beside her. "Let's see it dz'en?" She said a little more chipper then she should have when discussing murders.
"Um, You were talking about the case, You said you may 'ave found a new lead?" She told him a patting a place on the couch beside her. "Let's see it dz'en?"
"Right" He says, walking over to the couch, putting down the box of files on the coffee table. He hands her a paper as he sits down on the couch next to her. It appears to be a page out of the middle of a case report filed by an 'Officer Tucker'. The back of the page has a hand written note, likely scribbled out by said officer.
Thunder cracking again, this time with the obvious flash of light coming in through the windows.
" Officer Tucker seems to have noticed the similarity in the way of these people died as well... " He says as he leans into her shoulder and pointing towards the scribbled note on the page. As he talks, the sound of rain would be heard as it began to fall down on the old house. The note reads 'Arkansa Asphyxiations Moving South?'.
"Which leads me to believe... maybe these murders didn't start in Louisiana ... Maybe this has been going on for much longer then 10 years - it's just made it's way here now." The lights would flicker as the storm began its rage outside - the wind whipping up and rain sounding more like hail as it crashes down on the house.
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"Right." Marcus said and Jacqueline couldn't hid her small smile.
With that, he handed her a paper as he sat on the couch.
"Officer Tucker seems to have noticed this similarity in the way of these people died as well..." He said and leaned over her shoulder, causing her to turn her head some toward him as he pointed to the paper.
"Which leads me to believe...maybe these murders didn't start in Louisana...Maybe this has been going on for much longer then 10 years- it's just made it's way here now." He said, just as the lights began to flicker. She flinched and giggled some. "Wow, dz'at storm came in quickly." She said and realized how close she was to his face. "You may 'ave to stay dz'e night..." She said softly "Dz'e road we came down is dz'e only way in or out...and it floods from time to time." She said, and felt her heart race, as she found eyes traveling from his eyes to his lips and back again. Another loud crack caused her to jump, and snapping her out of it. She moved back some and cleared her throat. "Um...I'll get some candles...just in case." She said and quickly got off the couch and made her way out of the living room and toward the kitchen. She sighed to herself, leaning against the sink.
"What am I doing...?" She whispered to herself. It was strange, she could flirt with just about anyone and not feel a thing but with him....it was different...it made things...complicated.
She knelled down and reached under the skin, for some candles when she heard something out the backdoor. She looked out the small window to see a shadow dart across the deck.
"Seriously!?" She barked, and darted out the door without so much as a second thought.
"Hey!" She barked, looking out from the wrap around deck. The porchlight kept the deck alight however outside it, the acres of land covered in forest was darkened by the heavy rain. She felt footsteps to her left and she turned sharply and darted toward them only to find a group of men, clearly drunk and soaked with rain. "What are you doing?!" She barked, as one of them threw his empty bottle at the side of the house, while another releaving himself in the shrubbery. "Look there she is?!" cried of the men. "We don't want yer kind out here, girl!" said another one. Jacqueline rolled her eyes walking off of the deck, only to become soaked in minutes. "I don't care what you want, get off my property!" She yelled back. "What you gunna do about it? Put a spell on us?" said another one.
"No, You've already been inflicted with a horrible case of stupidity."
"You know fer a witch you got nice legs."
Jacqueline rolled her eyes, mumbled under her breath in French before turning around. "I'm calling dz'e Police."
Before she knew what happened, she was grabbed from behind and tossed on the ground.
"You ain't callin nobody." Said one standing over her. Jacqueline kicked out, her foot colliding with a vital piece of equipment causing one of the men to cry out. "Yer gonna pay for that, Witch Bitch!"
"I didn't see any storm clouds on the way in.. but those things can sneak up on you... " He says as he sits back on the couch as the lights flicker again.
"You may 'ave to stay dz'e night..." She said softly "Dz'e road we came down is dz'e only way in or out...and it floods from time to time." He nodded in understanding - his heart was suddenly pounding like he had just ran a 100 miles. What on earth... all he could do was nod.. normally he'd make a comment about she was just trying to get him to stick around or take the opportunity to make a move, not something he WASN'T thinking of doing such a thing... he was still alive, but he just felt content sitting here with her.
Another loud crack caused her to jump, and snapping her out of it. She moved back some and cleared her throat. "Um...I'll get some candles...just in case." She said and quickly got off the couch and made her way out of the living room and toward the kitchen. Now alone Bane sighed, getting to to his feet and walking around the room... His heart was still pounding like he was some high schooler with a crush. Letting himself use the 'high' of a new crush was one thing - but he knew it could never go anywhere... didn't he?
Even a one night stand would be out of the question in this situation... She was still a Witch... He was still a Crusader... Even if he didn't have the blood lust the others had ... She was everything he stood against... or... had stood against. Noticing his Jacket sitting on the back of the couch, he picked it up... It smelled like her now... and he liked that oddly enough.
"Seriously!?" He heard her yell from within the Kitten. He tried to ignore it... Didn't wanna seem to protective just because she couldn't find a candle. It was only when he heard the sound of a screen door creaking did his curiosity get the better of him. Starting to pull on his jacket, he wondered into the Kitchen to investigate what was going on.
"Yer gonna pay for that, Witch Bitch!" The voice yelled - Bane ran to the door, throwing it open to discover group of men standing over Jacqueline. Banes eyes wided, nostrils flaring, his teeth began to grid, and his vision went red.
"Hey! Asshole!" He yelled, stepping out into the rain - had anyone been able to see his eyes, they would have seen the blaze burning within them. "YOU PICKED THE WRONG WITCH TO FUCK WITH TODAY!!!.. " He yelled as his hand delved into his Jacket pocket - pulling out a pair of brass knuckles.
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Jacqueline struggled as two men held her arms while the other stood over her. "Let go!" She grunted as they struggled to keep,her still.
The man standing over her loosen his belt. "Bring dz'at dz'ing anywhere near me and I'll tear it off!" She barked.
"Hey! Asshole!" Marcus suddenly appeared from the fog and rain. Jacqueline had to blink to make sure it was him. "YOU PICKED THE WRONG WITCH TO FUCK WITH TODAY!!!" He hollered and reached in his pocket. The men all turned around and with a sloppy grin. "Oh the bitch went an' got herself a boyfriend." He chortled. "What? you got some tail and now you gunna try an' be a hero?" He said, pulling a gun from the back of his pants. Jacqueline struggled some more under the two men's grip. "Listen here, boy, I don't know if you know this but this here ain't just a Witch.This here, is one of dem Voodoo Witches, A whore of The Devil." He said and Jacqueline's eyes sadden but briefly. "So You get on and let us do God's work,"
"I did not dz'ink your God condoned rape!" Jacqueline shouted as thunder clapped.
"Get her to the truck" He orderdd and the other two men began dragging Jacqueline across the now mudded yarn and toward the forest. Jacqueline's eyes went wide as she struggled some more, this time because of the rain, their grip slipped and Jacqueline was freed only for a moment, as one of the men grabbed her while the other slammed his fist into her stomach. Jacqueline felt the wind leave her and her body went limp for a moment. She recovered though, as the man wrapped his arms around her waist lifted her off the ground. She struggled still.
"Go on, Get" The man told Bane, holding his gun to him.
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