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Post by Elizabeth Stone on Oct 19, 2009 17:42:37 GMT -5
Elizabeth was well aware that someone had discovered the remains of her work. She was not willing to phase again because of the full moon, and strake but rather to play with a few humans. Elizabeth was a skilled but smart killer. Sometimes it was worth keeping a few humans alive to give her information on the local legends that were most likely true. If she could figure out which parts to the woods the vampires, and wolves lived in, she could be sure to get a little more victims before any battles begun.
It was 1:00 pm; Elizabeth was certain it would be a lot easier for her to gather information that day because after intensely checking reports and finding there was not supposed to be another full moon for a while. As long as she kept things low key, she would be sure to gather information about few more targets. When she was fully stratified with her work, she would retreat back into the night after numerous kills and move on to the next town. Elizabeth dressed up very formally, as if she was a journalist and decided to roam around the town square taking as many notes as possible. She hoped at least some of the locals would indeed stop by and tell her some stories. She knew Teenagers were famous for spreading various legends to one another. Elizabeth’s beauty and charm was great bait for any bystanders. Normally throughout the centuries, curious people would stop by and ask what she was doing, or if she was lost. This was usually how she got her information. Elizabeth had that sort of celebrity charm to her, the one that draws company from all corners, hoping to have some great encounter. People knew she was rich, and important, and this was the kind of bait Elizabeth had developed over the years to get any and all information she needed before deciding to make more attacks in one area. She waited for any kind of contact, and you can be sure she welcomed it warmly.
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Post by Elizabeth Stone on Oct 21, 2009 1:18:11 GMT -5
Elizabeth waited patiently for any signs of curiosity from those around her that where watching her. She grabbed the pencil from behind her ear and started to write down her observations of the town and who hung out where. She wrote a reminder to herself to take a walk along the beach area to see if there was anything interesting there as well, she thought that maybe that might be another spot that she would strike at. It might be easy to dispose of the body afterwards. As Elizabeth wrote a few notes down she could see she was catching the attention of several people. She smiled to herself, she knew any minute someone was bond to come up and talk to her. She walked by the window shops and looked in to see the various items they sold. She recognized a old 1920’s hat sitting in the corner of the window. “I used to have one just like that.” she thought to herself as she recalled living during the 1920’s. She had made a lot of easy kills during that time do the violence and crime scenes that arose from the prohibition. Despite her distaste for human kind she did seem to forget about her hate she was allowed the chance to dance. When they full moon was not out, she would find herself in various speakeasies dancing to the jazz that seemed to carry her soul away from all her feelings towards the world.
Elizabeth was around long enough to have experienced some of the highest points in human history. Her knowledge of the world was endless. She had spent many days reading about human characteristics and psychology, seeing that this would help her understand the human mind more, so she could manipulate people of her choosing. As human knowledge developed so did Elizabeth’s knowledge. She was a very dangerous woman because of this. She knew her stuff, and was not going to be easily caught, even if there happened to be vampires and other wolves in forks. Elizabeth saw this all as a game, and she had never lost one game so far. The evidence, no one had successfully stopped her.
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Post by Aviary Hart on Oct 23, 2009 1:07:28 GMT -5
It had been only two days since Cody and she had been in the town square together. Aviary just decided to do some shopping to see if she could find anything cute for her to wear. She was mainly doing this because she wanted to look cute for Cody, but the other half of it was she was bored out of her mind, and she sadly was unable to get a hold of Cody at that moment. As she walked closer and closer to the center of the square she saw red hair women, writing down notes every few seconds. She looked very professional, almost like a news reporter. At first Aviary did not even want to bother, but when the women looked up and gave Aviary a smile, Aviary felt a little more comfortable. Almost in a way that the woman was inviting her in to ask questions. To avoid looking completely stupid Aviary walked over to the women and introduced herself. “I’m Aviary. I’m kind of new in town and stuff but I could not help but notice that maybe you might be looking for something.”
The woman was extremely beautiful, but there was something about her that seem off. Aviary got a feeling there was something wrong but she quickly brushed that feeling away. Aviary never liked to judge people right off the bat, and wanted to give this woman the benefit of the doubt. “Do you work for the news or something?” she said looking down at the pad of paper.
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Post by Elizabeth Stone on Oct 23, 2009 1:22:48 GMT -5
Elizabeth slightly lifted an eyebrow once a young girl approached her and introduced herself. A smile spread across her face and her eyes lit up with excitement because she could sense that she was becoming closer to understanding what kind of thing she was up against in forks. When Aviary asked if she was a news reporter Elizabeth gave a flattered laugh. “it’s working” she thought. “ Actually I am.” She stuck out her hand. “ My name is Elizabeth Stone. Im with a new investigation for The NewYork times. Im doing a story over small town legends. From what I hear Forks Washington has some very interesting tales. I just need to hear it from the locals. You know how stories can change from word of mouth.” Elizabeth spoke softly and slowly making sure she drew this girls attention in with every word.
Elizabeth was very pleased with herself. She knew that everything she had planned out was working perfectly. She hoped whatever stories that she would get would only confirm what sort of thing she was up against. She knew in the next couple of days she would be creating more and more chaos. The last thing that she needed was forces trying to stop her.
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Post by Aviary Hart on Oct 23, 2009 1:57:19 GMT -5
“Well I’m kind of new here so I don’t know the full scoop on the stories, but from what I hear there is a lot of strange things that happen out in the woods. I’m not sure what kinds of things go on their though. I remember before I moved her, several people had told me about cases where they had food animals drained of all their blood, also, a long time ago people had claimed to see over sized wolves. But you know how stories are. I mean as you know they are just stories. I am sure each and every one of those claims has an explanation for them you know.” Aviary did not really want to tell Elizabeth about the Cullen because she believed that information to be a little more personal. The more Aviary stood there with Elizabeth, the more uncomfortable she was beginning to get.
“ I Actually need to be going right now, but I hope you get your column done.” Aviary said apolitically. She could not figure out for the life of her why she was getting so uncomfortable. “nice to meet you.” Aviary said before walking away. Elizabeth did not seem to mind she just wrote down each word that Aviary had said. Smiled and excused her, as if she had just gotten all the information that she had needed. “ that was really strange.” Aviary thought as she walked away. Aviary entered a shop without thinking about it much anymore. sometimes she tended to over think things, just to make life more interesting.
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Post by Elizabeth Stone on Oct 23, 2009 2:07:36 GMT -5
Elizabeth smiled once Aviary told her about as much information as she needed for the time being. “Vampires, and other wolves.” She thought to herself. “I knew it. Maybe I need to do some investigating and try to figure out how many of these vampires I’m up against. I can deal with other wolves; vampires are a little trickier.” Once Aviary excused herself Elizabeth nodded and smiled. “Thank you.” she said as Aviary was walking away. “ Sheep can only stand by a wolf for so long before wanting to run away.” She thought watching Aviary walk off into a store.
Looking around the square she could only sense other humans. “It might be best if I take my investigation somewhere else.” Elizabeth thought with a grin. The next stop might be to try to locate where the vampires lived. It would be too dangerous to try to find their house on a full moon, knowing they would surely pick up her scent right off the bat. But if she was to follow her nose at least to their hide out in human form, it might be a little more difficult to pick up on what she was. “I think I will take my chances.” She whispered to herself, and she left town square, following the strange scent that she know knew were vampires for certain.
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