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Post by Cindy Harker on Jun 20, 2006 22:34:20 GMT
Cindy was driving her somewhat battered, yet still impressively fancy looking, Rolls Royce through the town, listening to the spluttering engine more and more nervously.
She tried to ignore Hope next to her, who was sat comfortably in the leather seat (most likely finding new ways to ruin it). The inside of the car had been untouched in the attack. It was still as fancy as ever, and Cindy knew that Hope would hate it. She was probably finding things to mock right now. It was probably the smell more than anything. Cindy's strong perfume scent was always present inside the car to make it smell nice, and she knew Hope would moan about that.
Like she moaned about everything.
She decided she should at least say something, before suddenly the car spluttered and stopped. She turned the key again, but the engine just whined and failed to start.
"Urm, oh dear." Cindy muttered, having seen this coming. She tried a third and a fourth time, but it was futile. The car wouldn't start.
"What now?" She asked Hope hopelessly, trying again as she spoke, and getting nowhere.
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Post by Hope Mêler on Jun 20, 2006 22:42:16 GMT
Hope sat comfortably in her seat - this was certainly different than having to sleep out in the street and being woken by vampires every other second. She almost dozed off before the car spluttered and stopped.
"Uhm," she grunted. "I can hit the car a bit and see if that works?" She suggested, but she knew that Cindy wouldn't like it. "We have to walk, I guess," she shrugged. "Is your castle far away from here? I don't think we're going to be attacked, your perfume should choke any enemy coming close to us, but I'm really not up for a long walk. With you."
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Post by Cindy Harker on Jun 20, 2006 23:04:48 GMT
"I'll have you know this perfume was very expensive!" Cindy protested, before trying the car again, and hitting it in irritation. "We can't walk. It's a very long way. My manor," She emphasised the correct word over Hope's 'castle', "Is outside the area of darkness even."
She tried yet again, and the car just struggled.
"Don't you know anything about cars!?" She snapped at Hope. "Oh, I guess you could never afford to own one." She added with a slight smirk.
"We'll just need to keep trying until it starts." Cindy decided, trying once more, but getting nowhere.
A sudden low vampiric growl alerted her to the fact maybe the noise of a broken down car in such a city was a bad thing.
"Awww, the girlies having trouble?" Snarled a vampire, walking up to them.
"Looks like a free meal." Cackled a second. A third one was backing them up.
"Urr, Hope..." Cindy muttered... "Now would be a REAL good time for a miracle fix..."
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Post by Hope Mêler on Jun 20, 2006 23:29:30 GMT
"What?" Hope moaned. "Don't you smell her perfume, it's intoxicating, you'll die!" The vampires just looked blankly at her.
"Oh. You're already dead. My mistake. Sorry," she ran out of the car, pulled a stake out of her sleeve and dusted the first, unprepared vampire. "Only one girly here, thank you very much!" She boasted, and started walking towards the other two vampires. They both grinned.
"Boo?" Hope tried. They didn't move. "Uhm. I'm a slayer, fear me?" Both were standing still. "Oh for cryin' out loud, I'm trying to save you here," she whispered, so Cindy wouldn't hear her. One of the vampires just raised an eyebrow as the other leaped towards the car, figuring that the real "girly" would be an easier catch.
"Not today!" Hope yelled and followed him to the Rolls Royce. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and hit his head against the bonnet, hoping it'd somehow fix the car. "I don't fancy her much myself," she said as she kicked the other vampire away. "She's too posh, a pain in the ass, really. But I need a way -" Hope staked the first vampire and turned to face the second one. "- Into," she ducked as the vampire tried to punch her in the face. "The Circle. Bye." With that the Slayer slayed and the vampire died - again.
"Must have been new," she said as she slid the stake back into her sleeve. "'Cause that was ridiculously easy. Anyway, you can try the car now, see if it works. Otherwise we'll just get more company. You should check with the shop you got that perfume from, 'cause it's not working!"
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Post by Cindy Harker on Jun 20, 2006 23:35:23 GMT
"You are aware the idea of perfume is that it's MEANT to be intoxicating?" Cindy asked Hope irritatingly.
She then surveyed the ash around her.
"Urm, thank you." She was forced to conceede. "Although it is a fair trade, for staying at my house." She pointed out, climbing back into the car. "And it so DOES work!" She complained after a mere moment of letting the subject drop. "It smells nice. I smell nice. It works." She stated firmly, trying the car. It spluttered and failed to start.
"Oh for the love of-" She began, hitting the dashboard angrily.
That time the car started. Cindy grinned at Hope.
"See? It needed a sophisticated touch."
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Post by Hope Mêler on Jun 20, 2006 23:45:07 GMT
"Awesome," Hope mumbled under her breath and just looked in another direction. She hoped they would be at Cindy's castle soon, she couldn't stand being around her much longer, and guessed that the feelings were returned. As they continued driving for another fifteen minutes she thought about that demon guy. He was kinda cool.
"We there soon?" She moaned. "This seat is killing my back."
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Post by Cindy Harker on Jun 20, 2006 23:47:29 GMT
"Those seats are specifically designed to utilise maximum comfort while keeping the spine healthy and straight." Cindy explained. "So stop complaining."
She glanced along the roads, still somewhat unfamiliar to her.
I am NOT lost. I can't be lost...
"Another 15 minutes or so, I'd say." She explained, having now left the city and broken out onto country road...
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Post by Hope Mêler on Jun 22, 2006 17:03:48 GMT
"They're specifically designed to be a pain in my ass and back," Hope complained about the seats. They were great, really, but saying anything bad about this car made Cindy get all funny and twitchy, something Hope found infinitely amusing.
As they got onto country road she sighed. The vampires would probably not come there, meaning no more fights. No more kicking of asses and showing off. Hope tapped her fingers against the dashboard. "Bored now! It's been twenty minutes since you said '15 minutes'!"
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Post by Cindy Harker on Jun 22, 2006 19:44:22 GMT
Cindy rolled her eyes and sighed. Hope was really irritating her. It wasn't her fault! She hadn't been here long. Besides, she bet Hope didn't even know how much time had passed.
"It's been ten minutes at the most." Cindy assured her, pretty much lieing.
She was certain now she had gone down the wrong road, and had been forced to turn in to a little layby at the entrance to a field to turn around. The wheels of the car squelched into the soft mud of the field as she reversed to turn around.
"I-I just thought I'd show you down here, after all, the country side is fairly nice." She explained. "Okay, so I took a wrong turning." She admitted with a sigh, knowing that lying was only making her look worse, before attempting to drive off.
The car wheels simply span in the mud, and Cindy just let out a groan. She could see Hope grinning and trying not to laugh too much at their (or more specifically, her) prediciment. She put her foot down as hard as she could with an angry grunt, but it proved useless. The wheels just span faster. It was futile. The car was stuck in the mud.
She viciously slammed into a new gear, and the car roared forwards, its spinning wheels freeing themselves, and the car getting back onto the road.
"HA!" Cindy cried triumphantly at Hope, grinning brightly at her accomplishment. "See! No problem!" As soon as she finished celebrating, the car's engine spluttered and died again. Cindy just paused and shut her eyes painfully, turning back to the face the dash, and then slamming her head into it.
"The world hates me." She stated fairly solidly, muffled against the dash. She tried to start the car, but failed. "That does it! I'm just gonna have to fix it myself!" She popped open the car hood and got out, walking around to look inside. She peered at it for a moment.
"Yep. It's an engine alright." She relayed to Hope, which pretty much explained Cindy's expertise. "What? No snide comment? No insult? Wow you've-" She looked back up, but Hope was no longer in the car. "-grown?" She finished curiously, looking around, but seeing Hope nowhere.
She must have run off.
"DAMMIT!" Cindy cursed aloud, now that she had gone. For a moment she considered chasing after her, but she had no idea where she had gone. Probably escaped over one of the fields, and Cindy had no desire to trapse around muddy fields looking for the woman she hated. Especially in her high heels.
She just shrugged, and went back to the car. She was better off without Hope anyway, she decided.
Then paused, and realised she was completely stranded.
"I hate Hope." She groaned to herself.
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Post by Austin on May 26, 2009 19:00:03 GMT
Please Note
Time Jump Initiated
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