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[Naktis]

Before we start posting don't forget to check discussion thread of this RP here.

Utah. Salt Lake City. July was sitting in a black 1968 Chevrolet Chevelle, Rock N' Roll Train by AC/DC blasting through the speakers. For three hours she was sitting in the same spot, watching an old antique shop. A demon she's been tracking for weeks was now in that shop and the young hunter was itching to send the bastard back to Hell. She only had to wait for the shop to close.
Give it all, give it,
Give it what you got
Come on give it all a lot
Pick it up move it
Give it to the spot
Your mind on a fantasy
Livin on ecstasy
The hunter sang along as she watched the shop. Some people who walked past the car gave her disapproving looks but she didn't care. One of those people said something loudly and was about to add few more words but once he met July's icy glare the said person quickly changed his mind and walked away as quickly as he could. The hunter only rolled her eyes and looked at the shop again. The sign on the door from Open was changed to Closed. July checked her pistols and got out of the car. "It's hammering time!" She said to herself and started walking towards the shop.

Edited by Naktis, 01 October 2012 - 03:53 PM.

[mythicdawnmaster]

Amy got out of her Ferrari as she parked up on the corner of the street, clad in the latest designer clothes she walked towards the antiques shop, intent on buying some new furniture, oblivious to the demon inside. She walked across the path noticing July, she looked at her with slight disdain, as she carried on her walk to the shop.

Edited by mythicdawnmaster, 25 March 2012 - 08:20 PM.

[Naktis]

July stopped in front of the door. She noticed Amy and frowned. The woman was heading towards the store as well. That's exactly what she needs. Some rich person picking ridiculously overpriced lamps to decorate her luxurious palace. The hunter tried to open the door but they were locked. She will have to break in but at first she needs to get rid of that rich woman.

[mythicdawnmaster]

Amy stopped at the door and noticed that the shop was closed. "Already? bloody hell, it's not even that late." Amy said in a distinct 'Posh' British accent. "Excuse me... person. Do you know why the shop is closed so early?" she said addressing July.

Edited by mythicdawnmaster, 25 March 2012 - 08:42 PM.

[Naktis]

"Person?" July raised an eyebrow. Judging by the accent the woman was British. "Because the owner of this store has special customers inside that's why." July pointed at the window. There were no humans on sight but shadows of at least five humans were visible. "Five of them? Time for ammunition change." July said and went towards her car again, ignoring the woman completely.

[mythicdawnmaster]

"Ammunition change? Wait... are you talking about... Demons?" Amy said the last word quietly so the demons could not hear, she followed July to her car, not willing to be ignored.

[Naktis]

July stopped walking when she heard a word demons. She quickly spun around to face the British woman. "How did you... are you a hunter?" July shook her head and continued walking towards her car. "Never mind." The hunter opened the trunk of her car and pulled out Pump-action shotgun from the trunk. She also opened a small box of cigars but instead of cigars there were shotgun shells filled with rock salt.

[mythicdawnmaster]

"Not strictly speaking no, but if they show up i put them down. Killed all of my family, so i won't let a single one that i come across live." Amy said as she stood there, watching July take out the shotgun.

[Naktis]

July was picking shotgun shells filled with rock salt and putting shells into a gun (don't know how to write that. Lol fail.) and listening to Amy. Once she was done the hunter loaded her weapon and closed the trunk. "Sorry to hear about your family." She said and walked back towards the store, shotgun covered with her leather coat.

[mythicdawnmaster]

"So, any particular reason you hunt them? Just curious. Oh i'll help you take them out. five against one is hardly fair." Amy said, reaching down to her handbag, and pulling out her gun, which was loaded with Iron bullets.