Bishop
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Post by Bishop on Jun 22, 2011 20:56:11 GMT -5
Bishop sat on his bike for a few more moments. He felt the heat of the bike between his legs cool down as he took in his settings. He was at descent sized bar out in between some towns his never heard of in the middle of the night. Bishop didn't know the main reason he was out here. All he knew was he was going to meet someone out here, someone that Abiel owed a favor to. Other than that he knew he was going to be hunting, but what was the real question. Whatever it was Abiel was sure that Bishop could handle it with whoever he was meeting without him. Of course this didn't have to do with the two lovely ladies he had in his arms when he asked Bishop to take on this job, but because it was for Abiel he went. Bishop took off his helmet and placed it under his arm and unzipped his brown leather jacket. He scanned the area for anything out of the normal. He didn't really spot anything out of place. A few drunks talking here, and there, a couple of bikers having a laugh by their bikes. Some people would call Bishop paranoid but with this line of work it kept Bishop alive and Bishop liked staying alive. Bishop made it to the through the door after getting stopped by the bouncer to show him his I.D. Yea Bishop looked young with his baby face which Abiel called it, but he was old enough to have a drink and hold it too. Bishop stood by the door as he took a picture of the woman he was supposed to be meeting. Bishop had looked at the picture until now she was pretty cute, but she had something in her eyes that shouted trouble. “Hopefully not that big of trouble," Bishop muttered to himself with a sigh as he scanned the bar for her.
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 22, 2011 21:34:43 GMT -5
Sitting at a random bar in another random town Eve was all but chewing on her bottom lip in thought as she played with the rim of her shot glass. She had been tailing a pair of lone vampires through two states for the last two and a half weeks already and she had spent way too much time on this particular hunt as far as she was concerned. There was a lot more to do, bigger things to be concerned with and honestly, the fact that these damn fangs had been able to evade her this long was just beginning to piss her off.
When she took note of the town that she had crossed into while chasing the suckers the woman had bit down her pride, and with a certain distaste called in a favor. There were a good few people across the country that owed the Amherst family a favor or two and since she was just so deeply annoyed with how long this was taking that she had called a favor of someone to help her take care of this once and for all. Eve wanted this done before those fangs decided to eat anyone else and had been told she'd be meeting with someone here at the bar tonight.
Honestly the woman didn't relish the idea at all, and she really didn't play well with most others, especially when it came to her job. But as long as whoever this was knew to listen to her and not mess with her job then she would be alright. Yes she could act civil until this was over and then Eve would happily leave this town in her rear view mirror, maybe go meet up with her brother somewhere for a bit. That sounded good, but first things first, where was this damn kid!? She had things to kill.
Listening to: Nightwatch- The 69 Eyes Word Count: 317 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Lets do this xD
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 22, 2011 22:02:01 GMT -5
Bishop spotted her a last. She was a bit in the back playing with her shot glass. Bishop made his way over to her. He pulled out the chair opposite of her and asked, "Can i join you?" Before she answered he sat down and got himself settled. He waved down a server and order a beer with a smile. When she was out of ear shoot; Bishop turned that small smile toward Eve for a second and took her in. She was alright, but there just like in her picture was the trouble in her eye. Bishop’s thoughts went over to if she would be worth it but again it was for Abiel so he was doing this until the end. Bishop grew more serious and the smile turned to just turned into a calm, relaxed expression. " My name is Shawn, but you can call me Bishop." Bishop scanned be hide Eve making it seem like he was looking at her while he was talking, but just made sure she wasn't followed by anything that went bump in the night. Even through most of the things that did go bump in the night would act civil in a public place like this, but he knew of a few that could get plain old nasty if push came to shove and at a bar. They would need a exit strategy and a way to defend themselves. Bishop of course always carried his speicail designed glock he got as a gift from Abiel when he started hunting, and of course holy water in a flask in his jacket, and a silver and an iron knife, but even Bishop couldn’t be prepared for everything without being spotted as a walking one man army. However nothing seemed out of the ordinary when Bishop finished scanning when the server came back with his beer. He tipped her in advance not knowing if they were going to go so very soon. “So what are we hunting?"
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 22, 2011 23:06:58 GMT -5
Eve nodded, leaning back in her chair and downing a shot, "May as well, looks like ya were gonna either way," Eve shrugged her shoulders as she spoke, honestly what had been the point of asking anyway? She shook her head, kids these days, at least he looked like a damn kid, what the hell had Abiel been thinking? The person sitting across from her looked a little too green for her liking and Abiel should have known that much, but if the man thought that the kid would be good enough she supposed she could give him the benefit of the doubt for now.
Motioning for the server to bring her another shot Eve nodded again as he spoke, "Bishop aye? Well name's Eve," She tipped her head slightly to him, "Pleasure ta meet ya, I'm sure," Her cajun accent creeping through into her words as she spoke, watching him as he looked around, well at least he knew that much. She had to remind herself of her manners as she started to critique him, honestly he had to be some good or Abiel should know that she would have his head otherwise, "Lookin' for somethin'? 'Ere's an exit behind ya," She made a motion to the back door, there was another by the bathrooms, she had noticed that earlier when she first walked in and used them.
"A pair of fangs," Eve dropped a pair of small photos on the table for him to take a look at, small snapshots of the male fangs. One was a tall brunette with a strange haircut and thick eyebrows, the other was a blond with more muscles then he probably knew what to do with, "More of 'em keep popin' up as of late, probably 'as somethin' to do with those stupid Twilight movies," Eve huffed slightly at the idea, the little werewolf was cute, but even that wasn't enough to be a saving grace for the franchise as far as she was concerned, "Anyway, I've taken care of more 'en a few lately but these two are slippery little fucks," Which was the only reason she had called, "I wanna rub 'ese two out ASAP,"
Listening to: Devils- The 69 Eyes Word Count: 370 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Lets do this xD
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 22, 2011 23:45:51 GMT -5
Bishop nodded at her greeting as well as she pointed out the exits. Bishop could tell she was a little put off about his looks. He would usually ensures the person who he was working for he was up to parts, but he had a feeling he soon would be showing her than telling when she mentioned fangs. Bishop rolled his eyes a little bit; he hated Vampires a little more than he hated Demons. It was pretty hard trying to pick out fangs in a crowded room full of civies because there aren't that many test to do without being spotted, but Bishop stopped his complaining as Eve passed him two photos. Bishop smiled a little bit as he took in both of them absorbing every detail. This was going to make the job easier. He listened to Eve every word as she spoke while he tucked away the photos in his jacket, and chuckled a little when she brought up that twilight movie. Abiel had forced Bishop to watch it with him twice. Abiel was into those weird types of movies. For whatever the cause was Bishop didn't want to know. When Eve was done briefing him, he sat back in his chair a little bit as he watched the door open and another customer walked in and seat themselves. His eyes shifted back to Eve. “I’m guessing because you’ve been having a hard time tracking them, they don’t have a nest. So my next question is do you know there attack patterns? What's there type do they go after Old, young, younger?" Bishop asked changing up his speech a little as the serve came back with their drinks but Bishop knew Eve knew what he was talking about. Bishop had ran into a few vampires two years back that fed on babies because they tasted sweeter they explained.
Bishop shuttered just for a moment before settling back in. “We need these information before we make our next move." He explained take his first drink of his beer. This was how Bishop worked he wanted all the information he could get his hands on, before hunting. Bishop didn't like going in halfcocked.
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 23, 2011 22:01:13 GMT -5
"No they don't 'ave a nest," She shook her head slightly at the inquiry, "Apparently 'eyre trying that 'lone wolf' mentality or some general shit like 'at," She shrugged her shoulders, who really knew what went on in the mind of an actual vampire? But hell that hadn't stopped her before, "It's either 'at or they're tryin' to start 'ere own," Eve smiled as a waitress came over with her next shot and gave her a nod of thanks, waiting for the woman to be out of earshot before continuing with answering this kids questions. Honestly he probably wasn't much younger then she was but she couldn't stop thinking of him as a kid.
"They like 'em young, thin, and pretty," Doesn't matter what kind of man it was or had at one time been, the one thing that stayed the same was that they all liked their girls young and pretty, "Preferably around eighteen ta twenty two, long 'aired brunette with dark eyes and a general innocent air to 'em," This was just ridiculous, "Like 'at idiot from those movies, 'ell gotta 'and it to 'em, they are dedicated," Downing her shot she gave him a look, "I think 'ey're trying to recreate those movies,"
Biting her lip for a moment she twirled a few pieces of her hair between her fingers as she thought for a moment, "Aside from 'at I can tell ya 'at theyre basically newborn fangs," She cast a glance to the people that sat not too far from them, "Only been vamps for about a year now at most, from 'at my sources tell me," And her sources were always pretty damn solid, "Anythin' else ya wanna know 'ile we're at it?" Eve figured he would want as much information as possible before they went out hunting, vampires were a tricky bunch after all.
Listening to: Devils- The 69 Eyes Word Count: 330 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Lets do this xD
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 23, 2011 22:23:54 GMT -5
Bishop listen closely to what Eve was saying about the vampires and there habits as he sat there, and tried to put a plan together. He really only came up with one option at this point, and that sole road on Eve's part if she could pull it off. He looked Eve up and down and she looked pretty good, but would the vampires fall for it, and even so they didn't know where they might strike next, so he had to think quick, what would a new born vampire would do, and what would they act like. If what Eve was saying they would be going after young girls who.... Then it hit him. He shot upward sitting completely straight. His surprise in his eyes soon faded as he leaned forward to tell eve what he concluded.
"You said that these vampires are young, right and about a year old correct, and by the looks of the pictures the brunette is the brains of the operation, while the blonde is the muscles. Now something you said might prove a major clue to finding them." Bishop actually smiled, he silently thanked Abiel for focusing him to watch that movie twilight.
"What if they are hitting girls that have fallen for the whole vampire crazy?" Bishop said with a wave of one of his hands like he was trying to hit an invisible fly. "What if they are luring these girls somehow away from there safe zones, like a date or something and then snag them." He offered; then the next clue fall into place. “What if there using a dating service online for role playing vampires wannabes escorts, and then attacking the woman. This would explain why their always moving from place to place not having a real nest." Bishop finished explaining and letting it sank in for Eve. "A real meals on wheels type of deal." Bishop half heartily joked as he sat back and took a swag of his beer, with a shake of his head. “Unfucking believable." Bishop commented. It was beyond brilliant hit on girls that wanted a relationship with a so called, “vampire" and they actually get their wish, but it’s with no Edward
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 24, 2011 19:19:26 GMT -5
Sitting back and downing her shot the brunette simply watched for a moment, letting all her information sink in. Evee couldn't help but raise a brow at the guy as he shot straight up, sitting board straight in his chair now like he had just had some sort of world changing epiphany. Well she hoped it was something at least partially worthwhile for him to be making that much of a mini-scene, if not then it would be completely anti-climactic. Eyebrow still raised she waited for him to enlighten her on whatever it was that he had just thought of.
She couldn't help but lean in a bit in curiosity, "Yeah, that's what I said alright, bout a year or so old," She nodded and had to stop herself from giving him an deadpan look at his choice of words. Of course something she had said would help in finding the damn leeches, that's why she had said it! But instead she bit her lip to keep the comment from passing into actual words. Honestly, there was a reason she always preferred to go at this solo or just with her brother, as a twin, he basically always knew how and what she was thinking.
"That sounds 'bout right, girls are all over 'is crap now and days," She shook her head it was sad really, "Walked past some chick with purple 'air and a 'Team Edward' shirt on the way in earlier," Eve rolled her eyes, "I don' see any appeal ta some stalkerish, sparkly vampire fuck, I jus' dont," Running a hand through her wild brunette hair Evee had to stop herself before she started ranting any farther, she just couldn't help it, she always started when someone brought up that damnable franchise, could they have gotten it so wrong? Honestly, "Bu' really, 'at sounds like the most plausible explanation,"
She bit her lip as she thought, "Like 'at Vampire Freaks site, or the Vampire Passion, one yeah? The 'ell will people 'ink of next?" Sighing she sat back in her chair, "Sounds right, why not feast to 'ere little hearts content? 'Ese girls are throwin' 'emselves at them," Women, what the hell was with them? Would go so far as to put themselves in mortal danger just for a cheap fuck that played on fantasies that probably didn't even work out to well to begin with, "Now we just gotta find we're they've holed 'emselves up 'at,"
Listening to: Devils- The 69 Eyes Word Count: 442 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Lets do this xD
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 24, 2011 19:40:57 GMT -5
Bishop nodded as Eve spoke still kind of dumbfounded that he missed this something so huge. Something every vampire in the world could or may be doing at this exact moment. Bishop finished off his beer when she made the statement about finding where they were staying. He shook his head returning to his old self. “We don't have to." Bishop put one hand in his jacket and pulled out his phone. It was a droid, one that he set up himself, so there was no way to trace it back to him. It would just keep bouncing around him picking different phones to give to the person that was tracking him, and Bishop didn't stop there. He had this phone set up with just about everything. He took a picture of Eve before she could object, and went to work. He cross-reverence the police files in the area recently on missing girls, with a dozen role playing vampire dating sites, and after only a minute he pin it down to four sites and quickly got to work. After another four minutes of working silently on his phone. Bishop said, “There," a small smile of success as he showed Eve what he did. He had set up four different accounts with her face as the profile with details on what the vampires liked. Bishop put the phone back in his inside pocket of his jacket before Eve could if she wanted to delete his efforts. "Now we just had to wait for some hits." Bishop looked her square in the eyes, “I’m glad you offered yourself up for bait." Bishop gave her a wink as he gave her another soft smile. He checked his surroundings one more time to be sure they weren't going to be followed. "I suggest we go back to your motel, and wait it out. It might just take a while." Bishop offered as he picked up his helmet and headed for the door. If she was coming he didn't really cared, he had the phone so he could take up where she left off if she didn't. Besides he had a lot to prepare for before he. He stopped at the door with one hand on it as his phone chimed. Bishop fished it out and it was a notice from one of the sites, and Bishop smiled, "i be damned.”He cooed as he turned around to show Eve that the plan worked faster than he thought. They must have just finished with their last meal and wanted a new one.
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 26, 2011 6:10:32 GMT -5
"What do ya mean we don' 'ave to?" She raised a brow at him again, wondering just what the hell he was up to for him to be saying something like that. Whatever it was, judging by the look on his face she had a feeling she wasn't going to like it very much, she had after all seen the way he had been looking at her a few moments prior when she had been giving him the victims descriptions. Yet again she found herself raising a brow in question as she watched him reach into his pocket and pull out one of the fancier smart phones.
Honestly Eve had always wanted one but figured since she was constantly changing phones and numbers so she could never be traced back to anything she wouldn't have the phone long enough to really enjoy it, so there was no point in spending the money on one. Her suspicion of him deepened when he raised the phone as if to take a picture of her.....Oh so that's what he was up to? Evee tried her best to look cute before he snapped the picture, when he put the phone down to work on something she took the time to glare daggers.
If looks could kill he would have shriveled and died like a snail that had salt poured on it, four minutes later she had downed another shot and was still giving him the 'shrivel up and die' look. When he showed her all that he had done in that few minute span of time though she couldn't help but toss him a slightly impressed look as she glanced over the work on the sites he had taken the liberty to do. Oh and then he just had the nerve to look her in the eye and give her that smile and Eve had to remind herself she didn't kill other people and breaking a chair over his head did not qualify as playing nice, even if her hand twitched at the thought of doing so.
'Ya know, I would 'ave agreed to it if ya 'ad asked," Evee hissed and contemplated motioning the waitress for another drink, this kid made her wanna drink, 'Yeah may as well I suppose," Maybe she could hog tie him in her bathroom and leave him there, take care of this and blow town when it was all said and done. The woman was following behind and plotting to toss his gagged and bound body in a closet for a house keeper to find when she heard his phone chime and he showed her the notice, "Well what did ya expect? I'm a looker," Eve said and tossed her hair behind her shoulder, strutting past him with a grin now.
Listening to: Run For Cover - Quiet Riot Word Count: 473 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Sorry, took a minute to reply o.<
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 26, 2011 11:03:37 GMT -5
Bishop shrugged at Eve's comment about asking her as she walked past her and chuckled a little at her gesture. He had to admit if they both were in normal lives, and not hunters risking there lives day in and day out. He might have hit on her...maybe. Bishop didn't know if it was the job that made Eve....so Eve, but if what Abiel said was true about her. It didn't even matter she was one hell of a hunter, and he might learn a thing or two from her...maybe. As they made there was out of the bar both making there way to there own vehicles. He called over to her, " Sorry about that i find that asking for forgiveness is easier than asking for permission." Before throwing on his helmet he stopped himself wit ha frown. He had no clue where Eve was staying and just in case she had a lead foot like Abiel did.
He placed his helmet on his black and silver Suzki Hayabusa GSXR130. The bike was fast even by itself even with Bishop's upgrades but it can still be out raced by a hunter's car. Bishop made it to Eve before she got into her car, "Do you have a place to stay?" He asked because if she didn't he knew a spot or two, but if she did he would just follow her. Some Hunters have a sort of habit with some of their motels and hotels. Places that they found familiar and easy to defend or escape if they were attacked. He didn't know if Eve was like that or not, but Bishop wasn't he brought the defense to where ever he stayed. Abiel would chuckle at him when they went on hunts and he set up the salt lines, and charms in the room before he slept, but Bishop didn't care, this way he can't be tracked by demons or other creatures that pick up on hunters traits if they became infamous in the pit. Allowing him to live another day.
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 27, 2011 4:25:30 GMT -5
"Really?" Eve said and looked over her shoulder to cast him a glance, "I make it a point not to 'ave to do anythin' dat would require me doin' either," She continued as she sauntered over to her beloved car, a restored nineteen sixty-seven firebird coupe that she made sure was always tuned to it's peak performance. She loved that car, a present from her parents on her sixteenth birthday, without it she wouldn't be able to do her job, the car had been the one real constant in her life aside from her brother and even now her brother wasn't here, but her beloved car was.
Gently running her hand along the side of the black painted car Eve opened the door, about ready to slip into the seat when Bishop showed up beside her again, "Yeah, the motel a few miles from h're by de 'ighway," Turning to look at his ride she raised a brow, "Ridin' a crotch rocket I see," She gave him a grin, "Don' worry I'll be nice and I wont leave ya stranded in de dust," Evee had every faith in her beloved vehicle that it could indeed outrun the bike, but she had promised Abiel that she would make that collage try in playing nice. Sliding onto the leather seat she shut the car door, rolled the window down and stuck her head out, "Now 'urry up before I change my mind and 'ightail it outta 'ere without ya,"
Turning the car on she leaned forward and turned the radio on, humming happily as she heard AC/DC filtering loudly through the speakers, turning it down a little and sticking her head out the window again, "Ready yet?" Eve yelled back at him, trying to give him enough time to get himself situated on his bike. Waiting another few minutes and tapping the beat of the song on her knee with her hand Eve gave him one last glance before putting it in drive and slowly pulling out of the parking spot and onto the road. The brunette was trying to give him enough time to follow, but if he wasn't behind her when she pulled out and started down the road then he was just shit out of luck.
Listening to: TNT - AC/DC Word Count: 387 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Love that car
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Bishop
Think first shot later is more my style.
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Post by Bishop on Jun 27, 2011 16:56:54 GMT -5
Bishop nodded at Eve's directions to her motel, and he took the jab about his bike. He loved that bike just like any hunter would love his car. It pained him when he had to make a quick getaway and had the leave the wonderful speed demon be hide until it was safe enough for him to come retrieve it again. Bishop walked back over to his bike and threw on his helmet and kicked the bike into life. He sat there for a moment letting the bike build itself to life than when he was satisfaction with how it was he caught up to Eve who kept to her and kept it at a slow pace which he knew by what Abiel had told him, would soon drastically change in about two minutes. If she was like anything like Abiel he was going to have maybe a small problem keeping up with her but riding with Abiel Bishop had a few tricks to keep up with someone who was a speed demon on four wheels.
As Eve kicked up some driving down the highway Bishop used this time to think of a trap for the two vampires. One vampire was enough but two not to mention that one look like muscles on legs. So he ran through his head all weakness, Sun doesn't kill but weakens and really annoyance them, dead mans' blood doesn't kill but weakness badly and then it's off with their heads, with a swift cut of the neck with a very large and mean looking machete. Bishop nodded on his bike as he turned when Eve turned off the high way and into a motel he parked a few cars away just in case they run into trouble and they can't get to one vehicle they can easily jump on the other, and come back for the other. He threw his leg off the bike and went to join Eve who was standing next to her black, classic beauty waiting on him. " Are we sharing a room or getting two? Either one i don't mind." Bishop asked
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Post by Eve Amherst on Jun 29, 2011 3:10:37 GMT -5
Taking off down the road Evee glanced at Bishop in her rear view mirror every now and then to see how he was holding up, making sure he was keeping up with her. She didn't have a problem with motorcycles, Eve could appreciate one and she did as a matter of fact, always wanted a Harley to be completely frank, would make weaving through traffic a hell of a lot easier. But unfortunately they were too small for her, didn't exactly have the space required to hold all the stuff she kept with her for hunting. There was also the fact that there where times when she had to sleep in her car, and that just wasn't happening on a bike.
She picked up the pace the farther down the highway she went, sure that he could keep up and humming along with song now playing. Eve did love this aspect of her life, driving around in her beloved car and listening to her music loud, it was the little things that people had to hold on to after all. Pulling into the parking lot the woman quickly parked and got out, leaning against her car and waiting for Bishop to wander over, "I don' care, just stay in mine," Eve motioned for him to follow after her as she started walking towards her room.
Opening the door Evee flicked on the light, it was your standard run of the mill motel room, complete with out of date wallpaper and carpet that had seen better days, "I can trust ya to keep your 'ands to yourself right?" Eve flicked him a teasing grin, he seemed like he wasn't interested, probably something Abiel had said to him, and if he was she could definitely handle herself, "Now ta sit and play de waitin' game," Offering him some lo mien that she had ordered earlier Eve sat down at the table with a sigh, "So 'ow long ya think it'll be?" She asked boredom lacing her every word and turned on the tv.
Listening to: Thunderstruck - AC/DC Word Count: 356 Outfit: Click! Tag: Bishop Notes: Love that car
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Bishop
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Post by Bishop on Jun 30, 2011 16:56:08 GMT -5
Bishop shrugged at her invite to stay with her. He didn't think it would harm the job or anything would hit off between them, but you never know now and days. People did things that they normally didn't do now and days especially hunters because they never know when they wait up the next day if this was their last.
Bishop shut the door be hide him and for a second thought he was having Deja Vu, but it was due to the fact that he stayed in motels like these when he was laying low from the cops or other things that had claws and teeth that could rip through steel. When Eve made the joke about hitting on her with a grin he won't expect from a woman like her, he wanted to joke back and flirt a little bit.
“I don't know if you make the first move i won't stop you." He joked with a wink and a warm playful smile. If Abiel saw him now, he thought. He tossed his jacket on the table and sat in the bed to balance himself as he took off his boots as Eve asked her next question.
“That my lovely Huntress i have no clue." He grunted the last part as his left boot didn't want to come off with a fight. “We could play stripe poker?" He asked as a joke, which soon turned into a nightmare.
It wasn't until an hour later when Bishop got a response from the site and he was saved. He was down to his boxers; Eve was a monster at the game. She played him like a violin and he fell for it. At first he was winning hand after hand you know like he predicted, she dropped ear rings, and her shirt which gave Bishop quite a show. Which Eve thought was enough before she turned the table on him and starts making a comeback. Bishop read the message quickly as he drowned out Eve's chuckles, “Alright we might have a show tomorrow night at a place called, “The Abyss."" Bishop explained as he took his sit across from Eve. He hit a few commands in his phone and had the Abyss’s information pulled up and he read it. “It’s a Goth club, in a town away from here. I hope you brought your black school's girl's outfit." Bishop joked hopefully this distraction brought her attention away from the game he was losing.
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