The Devils R E J E C T S [Open!]

[Eve Amherst]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://oi42.tinypic.com/34fkzk9.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 2px solid #000; width: 500px; height: 490x; padding: 0px;, bTable] Someone had tipped Eve off on a hunt four days ago, she owed them a favor so the woman had banished the ghostie that she had been after and was off to Nebraska after taking a shower to freshen up a little and packing up her small amount of belongings. The woman had blown into town, found a little bed and breakfast since there wasn't any motel or abandoned place to set up home base in this little slice of suburbia heaven. It was almost creepy how uniform and perfect everything was in the little town. She felt like she had driven straight into an old fifties 'leave it to beaver' episode. The houses were all pastel colors, all the hedges the same length and she was sure one of the guys that walked out of his house as she drove past said a peppy, "Hello Bob!" to the neighbor that was also out grabbing his paper, both of which eyed her car like it was an alien craft. That had been two and a half very creepy days ago and in the time between the woman had learned that the town moved like clockwork and the teens that were missing happened to have one hing in common, they were all girls and they were all virgins. It was quickly looking like someone was snatching up the girls for what she was sure was some old school sort of sacrifice. After further investigation Eve had decided that the two best places to look were either the large cemetery or the old abandoned asylum just outside of town. Apparently the little place had one hell of a checkered past that the people were trying very hard to bury with the long since dead. Tonight she was set to go searching for whatever was taking the girls and she was sure to keep a little bit of everything on her person. The drive was short enough, creepy still because everyone's head would turn to stare at her as she drove past. The sun had begun to set when she found a secluded spot to park the car and stalked out towards the Asylum, making sure to stay hidden. The plan was to watch first, see if anything peculiar happened, check around the place then head off to the cemetery if she was wrong. [style=padding: 0px 15px; font-size: smaller;] Words: 400 Music: Devils Rejects - Rob Zombie Outfit: the amherst usual Notes: someone jump in! [/style]

[Zephon]

It may be thought that an Asylum is an odd place to set up camp, but not for this particular angel. For him, it was very logical and convenient. For one, the rooftop was very high and he could see much farther than if he'd taken a rest the roof of one of the pastel-colored houses. The human living in the house might not have preferred Zephon on his or her roof, either. There was that. For two, the birds preferred the quiet abandon of the asylum as opposed to the occupied homes of the human species. The birds were skittish of people; they were shy creatures. They had taken to this place, and that had drawn him to it. Now, he sat calmly on the roof with a raven on his shoulder. He'd decided to name her Chalchiuitl. The raven had responded the most to it; she liked it.

There were other birds around, most of them ravens. Earlier he'd met a flock of loons. They had been quite polite and had greeted him warmly to their little body of water. Humiliana, Xylophia, and Jagmeet had been amusing. They'd entertained him until a topic of missing girls had come up. Zephon had been informed about this town and how virgin females had been vanishing. It piqued Zephon's interest, and so he had come to this place and now sat atop the very place he was sure held the answer to this mystery. It seemed he was not the only one who thought so. The ravens gave word of strange happenings that ruffled their feathers. He reached up and scratched Chalchiuitl gently under her beak. Poor girl. Her rest had been interrupted horribly these past few days.

The ravens began to chatter among themselves. Zephon perked up and gazed down from the roof to see what the fuss was about. A human was here; a female human. She was remaining in hiding as she made her way to the Asylum. The disappearances must have interested her as well. Zephon drew back from the edge of the roof and looked over at Chalchiuitl.

"Let's have a look, shall we?" He cooed and stroked the top of her head.

Chalchiuitl returned his gaze before cawing and taking off from his shoulder. She flew down toward the human female, but perched some distance away. Her dark eyes remained solely on Eve.


Music: Serenata Immortale - Immediate Music
Notes: You called?