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 Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 1:25 pm
Frankie crossed herself, Catholic style, testicles spectacles, wallet and watch and backed away from Azzo, breathing hard through her mouth.
"How DARE you," she intoned, picking up her pink shovel as she moved backwards, "You must be the child of a Vampire and a Werewolf. BEGONE FROM MY SIGHT this is a travesty, a sin against nature itself. OFF WITH YOU OR I WILL PUT YOU OUT OF YOU MISERY HERE AND NOW."
Frankie howled at him, and chucked the pink shovel, followed by the red gasoline can, and even her beloved zippo lighter.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 1:36 pm
Azzo never ran, but today was an exception. "AHHHH!!! I'm NOT A WEREWOLF!!!" He ducked behind the nearest tree. "My mother thought it was funny."
He wished there was something to crawl under. "I can't help my parent's named me that!!" However the only logical thing to do was to curl up in a ball and hope she didn't kill him... though maybe I'd be better off...
"Frankie, please." He begged, "Edward wouldn't want you to hurt someone 'cause of something their parents did would he!?" He'd never seen twilight, but he knew about. That's all the fan girls talked about. And now to save his life he'd have to play up what little he knew.
"When I was born Werewolfs and Vampires were still friends!" He closed his eyes tight hoping she'd believe him... of course there was only one movie he'd ever seen that had both Werewolves and vampires in it and he didn't particularly remember if they were friends or not. Please believe me, please believe me, oh god please.....
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 1:48 pm
Frankie had run out of projectiles, but with her chest heaving, she stalked after Azzo.
"Whatever your parents did is UNFORGIVABLE. Its like Jacob and Reneesmee THAT. IS. DISGUSTING." It was actually, though Frankie hated it for Jacob, not because of the squicky factor of baby love.
Her boots thumped on the hard dirt, her fingers clenching and unclenching as she looked around for Azzo. Ah, a familiar shade of rusty colour sticking up by the tree.
Frankie bee lined over, and poked him, HARD, in the ribs.
"EDWARD KNEW HE HAD SINNED WHEN HE TOOK BELLA IN SO NO, HE WOULD CONGRATULATE ME," Frankie looked sick to her stomach, "Friends? Vampires and Werewolves? HA! You must be so sadly ignorant, I always knew that would happen when the two bred, all of the bad parts of the wolves and none of the good of the Vampires. Edward and I could never have children as I would have to be a Vampire first, but that is alright with me, as i want him ALL TO MYSELF."
She punched him in the arm.
"Watch out for dark corridors. Especially the third floor."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:01 pm
Azzo tried to curl up more wincing when he was poked in the ribs. I was hoping this would turn out so nicely... dang it Karma why!?
The only thing he could do was nod, he was at a lost of how he could get out of this one. He paused, none of the good of the vampires... "That's a lie... I can still hypnotize! You know that's a trait of Vampires." He sighed and subjected himself to more abuse by finally uncurling.
"Besides my mother isn't a werewolf, she likely just named me after a wolf she saw running in the woods. After all she's a mega wildlife nut." He retorted after having been jabbed physically it seemed he got some wit back.
"Besides if Werewolves are so bad and you believe to me to be one, as I can prove I am not because I don't change during moonlight hours or whenever the hell I feel like it. But if they're so bad why are you touching me, are you not afraid to get Rabies!?" He huffed now insulted.
"And your threats are idle to me anyways... you might can throw things and hurt me but you won't scare me." He paused and flashed a smile, "Besides I don't go up to the third floor anyways."
He got up, still wishing he could dig his way to china or some other way to get away from her, but he knew he couldn't, besides what kind of a guy would he be if he let her bother him well in public at least. He decided now would be a better time just to walk off and go crawl under his bed and hide for a while, and if anyone asked he could claim he was looking for something.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:11 pm
All Frankie heard was blah blah blah-- she was already concocting her diabolical plan to off this poor creature, he was such a terrible crime, everyone would be thankful, he even admitted that people died around him.
Of course, this being Frankie, all this was said out loud and directly to Azzo, as she gathered her thrown objects that were scattered around the courtyard.
"What do you fear!" She crowed. This was a rhetorical questions. If you fear fear itself you really fear Frankie.
"HAVE YOU SEEN my hypodermic needle I left it around here somewhere-- ah!"
Frankie picked up whatever it was and slid it in her pocket. So what if it was a novelty one, the type without the pointy bits that came with cough medicine for babies. She could still use it to you know, poison.
Her laughter filled the courtyard and then she was gone.
Sprinting up flights of stairs, carrying her voodoo paraphernalia .
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:22 pm
He watched her dissapper. His mouth hung open before he himself decidedly darted to his room slammed the door turned on all lights leaving the closet open as well and crawled under his bed.
"God that girl is creepy...." It wasn't that he was scared of the dark, it was that he knew things around here, liked to hide in it. Lucky for him he proofed his room earlier by putting lights everywhere, even under the bed.
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