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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 13, 2010 12:27:12 GMT -8
Holly slipped through the market, the hood on her jacket up to cover most of her face. She kept her eyes forwards, looking for any vampire spies amonst all the stalls. She pulled her coat tighter around herself as she walked, feeling the chill. Why was it always cold down here? How come she always got stuck with this job? And always on her own? She sighed and kept going, her eyes constantly on the move to spot a vampire. This place scared her... a lot. She had never liked this place, even if it was the only place she could get food and other products for herself and whoever she travelled with. And it was dangerous, she heard rumors that some humans came down here and never came back up. |
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 13, 2010 13:50:24 GMT -8
Katherine walked down the cold underground tunnels, her brown hair bouncing up and down with every stride. The underground tunnels were her sanctuary, her home. But this wasn’t part of her home. The market was a little farther away from her human hideout, it was a place where other human group could get together and make trades, and find food and other stuff like that. But this placed became unsafe a few months ago. Not many Vampires knew about this place, if they did the humans would all be dead by now. Sometimes, those disgusting vampires that ruled the world would find this place and plan an attack. Naturally they died, or else the humans would be all gone, but not without a few humans dying. This place wasn’t a place of peace and security like it used to be, it was a place of war.
But Katherine wasn’t afraid; she had her best friend in her right hand. Her gun. This gun had killed hundreds of vampires, had saved her life, saved the humans, and was the reason for control over her group of humans. It was everything at this moment, and it never left her side.
She reached the market, it was dead quiet. She never liked coming here, but it wasn’t like she could wait any longer. Her neck of the woods was getting pretty low on food. She was pretty lucky though, she had this little crack in the ceiling that brought sunlight, and thanks to that she was able to grow veggies. But it wasn’t enough, soon she would have to go out to the vamps world. She glanced around, didn’t look like many people were here, or much food either. She sighed, turning around to head back to her hideout. But something stopped her, a noise. She swung around pointing her gun up. She could see in the distance a person approaching, she looked carefully, eyeing the approaching shadow. Is was a girl, more importantly, human. She could always tell, it was sort of a gift of hers.
Katherine didn’t move, waiting for the girl to make the first move.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 13, 2010 14:01:16 GMT -8
Holly didn't even spot the woman with the gun at first. She was too busy looking at the food on the stalls, wondering what her other friends would want. What did they want? She had tried to get them into making a list before she came, so she knew what to get, but no, they couldn't be arsed, leaving Holly to guess what they wanted, and sometimes she got it wrong. She may travel with these people, but she didn't really know them well.
Holly sighed as she looked forwards, pulling her gaze away from a stall. She stopped dead when she saw someone looking at her. The first thing she noticed was the gun pointed in her direction. Okay, whoever this was - human or vampire - they clearly wanted to kill her. She blinked a few more times before turning on the spot and running back the way she'd come, no way was she going to let some random woman take her down. She dodged another rare human and disappeared round the corner of a stall, her black biker boots making little thuds on the floor as she ran.
Holly wore a lot of dark colours all the time, because she liked to do everything she could in the dark. True, the vampires came out at night, but it was eaiser to hide in the dark than in pure sunlight, even if vampires couldn't come out in the day. In todays case, she was wearing dark jeans, a black tank top and her boots. She loved those boots, and always wore them. They weren't brand new but they were sturdy and weren't even beginning to fall apart, even though she'd have them a while and had been through everything with her. Her black coat billowed out behind her as she ran, her hood slidding down because of the air. |
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 16, 2010 15:16:36 GMT -8
The human girl's boots made little clunky noises as she darted away startled. She only caught a quick glimpse of her brown hair as she disappeared around the corner.
She didn't mean to scare the girl, but she probably gave her a heart attack. It was only reflexes to use her gun. She heard a noise, was startled, that equals gun to the face. It's what she did best, it's how she survived. She had fast survival instincts, and a quick draw, which is what made her an incredible vampire hunter. Her entire human group was used to have a gun pointed at them. They didn't mind, they knew Katherine was just being paranoid, and paranoia has saved their lives so many times.
Katherine lowered her gun and strode of to follow the other human. She didn't bother running after her, she didn't care about this girl all that much. She just wanted to make sure she was alright. Sometimes when people her socked or scared they couldn't think straight. And if she ran into a vampire at that very moment, who knew if she was going to able to fight. She didn't even do much, it was strictly self defense and then this girl jumped to conclusion.
Katherine turned down the pathway to see the girl still running. "I'm sorry. I'm human. You don't have to run." She shouted unenthusiastically. It was always nice meeting new humans and , the more humans she met the greater hope for humanity there was, but it wasn't that important to her, she didn't like making friends. Who would in a world like today? One minute you're here, the next a tasty snack in a laboratory. "Seriously, big misunderstanding"
Although Katherine is a huge threat and a killing machine, people never where afraid of her at first glance. She was just so small and fragile looking. Vampires would always laugh when she told them she was planning on killing them, it was just something so unexpected coming from someone that looked like her. So as much as she wanted to calm down this girl and get her stop running, she was secretly enjoying the fact she was able to have that effect on her.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 17, 2010 7:38:17 GMT -8
   ”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~-----------------------------------------------------------------[/center] "I'm sorry. I'm human. You don't have to run. Seriously, big misunderstanding."
At these words, Holly began to slow down. When she came to a stop near the entrance to another pathway, she looked back at the woman, only noticing her face now. She'd barely caught a glimpse of the woman before she'd legged it away from her. She was a little paranoid down here, the whole place scared her, not that she was usually scared of anything, its just the fact that some vampire spies had been seen and heard down here in the past. She didn't want to think what would happy if her "friends" were left on their own, Holly was the one that kept them together and kept them sane. And she also trained those who could only run, she taught them fighting and how to shoot a gun, not that Holly liked guns. She used them, yes, but she thought them as dangerous and had known a man who had shot himself in the foot once. Not a pretty sight she'd been told.
Holly moved her long hair out of her face and pulled her hood back up as she slowly made her way back to the woman. Holly liked her hair, it was as long as she wanted. She hadn't been to a hairdressers in a while because they were run by vampires, and if they found out that she was human - no doubt they would, they would smell her a mile off - then she'd be carted off to the labs where she'd be sucked dry, or turned into one of them. And personly, she didn't want either. She'd rather die than become a vampire, and would rather kill herself than aiding the vampires with their blood supply. Holly hated vampires, and always would. They had killed her family and her friends and ruined her life, she had no reason to like them.
Holly stood a little away from the woman, still curious about her. Her eyes flickered to the gun and then back to the womans face. If she was going to use the gun on Holly - which Holly doubted since they were both human - she would get out of the way. Holly had fast reflexes, something she'd trained herself to have. You could often see Holly training herself, fighting against other people for practice. Sometimes Holly wondered if she pushed herself too hard, but then again, she needed these skills to stay alive, or else she would be a vampires dinner. If this woman did deicde to attack her - again, Holly doubted that - the only weapon Holly had on her was a small dagger in a sheath, strapped to her left thigh, just hidden under the coat. She knew how to use it, quite well in fact, and she wasn't afraid to use it.
"Well, when someone points a gun at you, what's your natural reflex?" Holly asked, looking at the woman through her eyelashes, still curious. Who was this woman? -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 20, 2010 7:22:21 GMT -8
The human girl finally stopped running and looked back. Katherine slowly approached her very cautiously. People did scary things when they were scared and frightened. Didn’t use logic, just acted. Katherine was good at using her head, quick to make smart decision, but even she was guilty of acting first and asking later.
She stopped in front of another entrance to a different pathway. No wonder some people never returned from here, probably got lost and died from hunger or something. This place is so bloody confusing. She joked to herself. Her human-hideout wasn’t far from here. It was underground, just like this one. But not as nearly confusing, there were so many paths, and different tunnels to take here. Katherine’s on the other hand was an abandon subway station, that was nearly impossible to find. Her little slice of heaven, it hadn’t once been discovered by a vampire, and her colony of humans just keep rising and rising.
Outstretching her hand, she introduced herself. “I’m Katherine, Katherine Hawke.” She smiled at the other human; trying to reassure her that she wasn’t planning on using the gun on her, well not unless for some unexplainable reason she attacked her. She couldn’t see why she would do that though. She had to look up a bit, which wasn’t that much of an unusual thing. Katherine was short, but she just kept reminding people that the most deadly things came in the smallest packages, such as a grenade. Plus, it’s called ‘fun sized’ for a reason. She didn’t mind that she looked defenceless, sweet, innocent...helpless. It gave her the edge on almost everything because she was the complete opposite. And since she started carrying the gun everywhere she went, people stopped thinking that, well sort of.
The girl was much taller than her, but she could easily taker her, if it came to that. Katherine didn’t mind violence, in fact you could say she even enjoyed it, but she wasn’t an unreasonable person. She only used it when needed. Katherine laughed a bit,” I would clearly have to kick there ass.” Answering the girls question about natural reflexes with a little joke.“But that’s just me, and I don’t really suggest you do what I do, I tend to get into trouble. So I see where you’re coming from. Fight or Flight. ” Katherine was had her share of bloody vampire fights, maybe even human fights on the rare occasion. Fights that could have been easily avoidable, but it fun. And when all humanity is crumbling and turning to ashes, you got to learn to enjoy the little things.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 20, 2010 9:57:42 GMT -8
”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~----------------------------------------------------------------- [/center] Holly watched as the woman approuched her as she walked towards her. From a closer look Holly noticed that she was taller, something Holly didn't care about. She'd always been tall, even as a kid. Her proper friends had teased her about it before they'd died. Holly had laughed along with them, thinking it was funny. Being tall did have its disadvantages though, if there were small door ways Holly would always bang her head on them as she walked through. And her long legs meant she would trip over them at least once a day. But Holly was naturally clumsy, something she wasn't pleased about. She'd lost track of the amount of times she'd fallen over whilst been chased by a vampire, but she'd always got away, or she wouldn't be standing her right now.
“I’m Katherine, Katherine Hawke.”
Holly saw her stretch out her hand and raised one eyebrow. She never shook hands, she always thought that was a man thing, not something a woman should do.
"I'm Holly, Holly Smiths, but just call me Hol," Holly told hr, gingerly shaking her hand, even then it felt wrong to her.
Holly noticed how Katherine had to look up a little at her and a small smirk appeared on her lips. She really was short from how close they were now standing.
”I would clearly have to kick there ass. But that’s just me, and I don’t really suggest you do what I do, I tend to get into trouble. So I see where you’re coming from. Fight or Flight. ”
Holly shrugged, not really caring.
"We have to do what we gotta do to survive, right?" she said. "Even if that means making snap decisions." [/colour] -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 21, 2010 6:29:23 GMT -8
The girl shrugged. That's how Katherine felt about this whole deal. It was nice meeting a new human girl and all, but she had a lot more important things to do. You don't really have time to socialize when you're running a giant human resistance.
"We have to do what we gotta do to survive, right?" Holly said. "Even if that means making snap decisions."
Katherine looked Holly directly in the eye, which was a bit difficult because of the giant height difference, and said "It's the only way to survive Holly. 3 seconds can be the difference between life and death. Every move we make is a decision down here in this new world." Everything had an impact here, even the lightest things could cause a disaster. It's what made this world so scary.
Katherine glanced quickly behind her, remembering the reason why she was here. "Well it's great talking to you Hol, but I got things to do, people to feed and all. So if you want to move this conversation to the market, that would be great. Or you can just continue to do whatever it was you were doing."
She wasn't trying to be mean, but she did have other things to do. And talking to other humans wasn't one of them, it never was. She didn't like talking to people, get personal, at least not in this world. She didn't get close to anyone, one minute you're alive, the next a snack. You couldn't afford to have relationship with people. The only time she ever really talks to people in her little colony is strategy. She made that clear, no getting personal.
She started walking back towards the market, shouting a quick "Nice meeting you" behind her. If the girl wanted to follow, she would. Didn't impact Katherine in the slightest, nor did she care.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 21, 2010 6:44:50 GMT -8
”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~----------------------------------------------------------------- [/center] "It's the only way to survive Holly. 3 seconds can be the difference between life and death. Every move we make is a decision down here in this new world."
Holly nodded, agreeing with that totally. Everything she did was on instinct. She never stayed in one place too long, if she didn't like something, she'd run if she had no weapons, and fight it if she did. Sometimes her snap insticts were wrong and people got hurt, like herself or others, but that was rare, and she always thought things through before she did them, even if she only had two seconds to think. It was harder then, and when under pressure, Holly could sometimes snap and just lose it, but again that was rare. She was very good at holding her temper, even if she was under a small amount of pressure.
"I can agree with you there," Holly told her, one hand on her hip. "We make our own decisions and we have to make them fast in our days, snap decisions could mean death or suvival."
Holly shrugged, she always thought like this, trying to ignore fate. She hates fate and doesn't believe in it. She believes that we make our own choices and we have to stick to what our choices are. Like the humans decision to become a vampire, or to give up when they were trapped by vampires. Holly always tried to make the right decisions, but sometimes she screwed up and made the wrong choices. That as well was rare, she always thought of what could happen with each decision, and what could go wrong. Sometimes she worried too much and would make a decision but think it would go wrong when it fact it wouldn't.
""Well it's great talking to you Hol, but I got things to do, people to feed and all. So if you want to move this conversation to the market, that would be great. Or you can just continue to do whatever it was you were doing."
Holly could here a hint of irration in the womans voice and nodded, knowning they were probably safer from the vampire spies in the market than in the tunnels around it. Any vampire could hide down here, at night or dark, most of the place was dark! Holly nodded.
"Yeah, I need to get some stuff anyway and I'm sorta on a deadline," she told Katherine, her face emotionless. She still needed to guess what her "friends" would want to eat. Again she wondered what they would want. Nothing down here was exactly good, but it was all people had in our days, with all the good food being taken by the vampires. Holly had even once raided a vampires house for stuff when they were out. She hadn't got caught or she wouldn't be standing in front of the woman right now. Holly was determined to let her body die of old age, and not of vampires sucking her dry, or getting hit by a car or something, which she thought would be funny, after she tried to keep herself alive for so long. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 25, 2010 20:30:22 GMT -8
Holly decided to follow Katherine the market. It wasn't if Katherine minded, but she wasn't excited about. She just wanted to get back to the human hideout. She was just in a bad mood this morning, and the only reason she left was because it was her duty as leader. Sure, she could have just ordered someone to do it, but she felt obligated.
Everyone once in awhile she'll have to days were it hits her. The weight of the world. The world was an ugly place, and chances for survival were getting smaller and smaller. It didn't help that she was also in charge of an entire colon of humans. It felt great knowing she was slowly rebuilding humanity, but sometimes she wished she was just a human following the crowed, rather than leading.
She walked into the market, which she already knew was probably empty. The market relied on the honor system. It was a 'Take a penny leave a penny' scenario . Humans would give supplies that they didn't need and take what they did. But as their numbers became smaller with each day so did the food supply.
"So are you a wanderer, or do you have a hideout kindda thing?" Katherine asked trying to make conversation. She didn't really know what to talk about. She wasn't the most social person, she didn't really want to be. Solitude was better.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 26, 2010 1:42:02 GMT -8
”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~----------------------------------------------------------------- [/center] Holly followed her in, glancing around. God, this place gave her the creeps, and she could do nothing about it. It was the rumors that were probably freaking her out, the rumors about vampire spies down here. An old friend had told her before he'd been carted off to become a blood donner. She missed him, not that she loved him or anything, but he had been in the same boat as her. No family, no proper friends, and just walking around really. But Holly powered on, for his sake, for her families sake, and for the rest of humanities sake.
"So are you a wanderer, or do you have a hideout kindda thing?"
Katherines words snapped Holly out of her day dream, she would often get lost in her thoughts thinking of the past and how it was much better than the present. She'd love to just go back to the past and stay there, she'd love to go to another time where vampires didn't exsist, her family and friends were still alive and that she didn't have to train everyday to make sure she was very fit so she could try to run away from a vampire and try to fight one off.
"Erm, well, at the moment a few of us are just chilling out around here whilst we stock up on things," Holly told Katherine, peering at the stalls on both sides of them. "But once we've got everything I think we're gonna move, we always keep on the move."
Holly shrugged, it was true. She never stayed anyhwere for more than two or three months in our days. She kept on the move for safety, although it meant they were more likely to get pulled over by a vampire cop, but then Holly would just drive as fast as she can and hope everything goes well. Another snap decision. God she was starting to hate those, it was always her in her group that had to make them, plan the routes they were going to take to get to new towns and such, train the newbies. Another reason why she didn't call the people she was with proper friends, they never helped her. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Aug 28, 2010 22:24:48 GMT -8
Walking trough the basically empty stalls searching for food that was long gone, she tuned in and out of what Holly was saying, not really paying attention.
Basically what she got out of that was that Holly was a wanderer. Whenever she talk to wanderers it made her feel lucky and appreciative. Who long has Katherine been in her human hideout? a year.... longer? And no traces of vampires, a true blessing. She would always offer people to come join her colony, some would say yes, some would say no.
Katherine liked knowing there was one safe place, a place she could always return to, a place she could almost call home. She thought if she should ask Holly if her and her humans wanted to join her and her community, it was always growing. Seemed pointless, Katherine was a pretty good judge of character, and Holly didn't seem like a person that would want to stay in one place. Holly even said herself she liked bing on the move, but Katherine would still offer.
"Well I'm parked in the abandoned subway station. I've been there over a year. Not one vamp sighting, pretty lucky actually. I've got a huge community up there." Kath started inspecting her gun, just looking at the beauty the weapon held, the damage it did, the victories it could bring. She looked back at the girl. "You're welcome to come if you want, if that's your thing. Trying to re-build the human population." Katherine smiled, it was something she knew could never be achieved, but she would die trying. The vamps won, they won a long time ago, but as long as Katherine Hawke was alive, there would be hope. She would bring hope, because she would be killing vampires till the day she died, trying to re-create the world she onced lived in as a kid. A world she wanted so badly back. A world taken from her. |
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Aug 29, 2010 1:06:29 GMT -8
”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] ------------------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~----------------------------------------------------------------- [/center] Holly could tell that by the way Katherine was looking at the stalls that she wasn't listening, how very rude! Holly glanced at the stalls, her words stopping, she figured that if Kath wasn't listening, then she shouldn't waste her words. Althought she did find it very rude. She glanced at a stall that had barely anything on it and bit her lip. The human race really was fucked, wasn't it? She asked herself. What had it become? A race? A fight? Or both? Just to survive. She sighed a little. It had deffinatly become a journey for Holly herself, she'd always wanted to travel the world, but not in the way that she has to travel, or she will die.
"Well I'm parked in the abandoned subway station. I've been there over a year. Not one vamp sighting, pretty lucky actually."
Holly nodded, she'd gone past that place in the day when they'd been moving about to get away from the vampires. One of the rare times that Holly had allowed her group to move around in the daylight. Even thought vampires were awake at night, Holly prefered to move around in the night, darkenss on your side, but then again, vampires did have good eyesight.
"Well, I might pop 'round to say bye or something when we leave," Holly told Katherine as they walked around the stalls, looking. "No vamp sightings? That's pretty good, we've yet to get a vampire sighting ourselves, not that the men are complaining, but they're just wuss'."
"I've got a huge community up there. You're welcome to come if you want, if that's your thing. Trying to re-build the human population."
Holly laughed now, being reminded of an old friend who had told her that everyone should start having sex and bring more humans into the world, but this world was no place to bring up a child. Who would want their childhood years - the best years of a person's life - running from vampires and watching people die?! Her friend had ended up being carted off, along with the rest of Holly's group at one point and she never saw him again, she knew why. Let's just say he never got to have any kids.
"Rebuild the human population," Holly repeated, grinning. "Isn't that what everyone's trying to do in our days?"
In truth, Holly knew they'd lost, how could they come back from what the vampires have done? They couldn't! It was always going to be like this. Vampires hunted humans, and when the humans finally died out, they would be screwed. This is where Holly had spotted a flaw in all this. Why couldn't the vampires and the humans come to some sort of agreement? There were blood banks all over the world when the vampire/human war started out, and a lot of people gave blood. Sure, it was for the people in the hospitals, but just sending a couple bags sent off to a vampire blood bank for them, would that have been so hard? Sometimes Holly wondered what side she was on, even though she hated vampires, she could understand what they were going through. They were going through the same thing as humans: there was scare food, or blood in their point of view. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Katherine Hawke on Sept 3, 2010 12:59:30 GMT -8
"That would be nice." Katherine said to Holly. She really did like her little hideout, well it really wasn't that little, now was it?
"No vamp sightings? That's pretty good, we've yet to get a vampire sighting ourselves, not that the men are complaining, but they're just wuss."
Kath laughed along side Holly for a bit. At least the guys she knew were wuss. Katherine was in charge of all the scary vampire killing that Katherine found fun. She was in charge of everything, she found that girls could kick ass. Well at least she could, and by the looks of it possiably Holly.
Katherine sighed. There was nothing here. So she would have to back to to her community and form a 'searching party'. Where they would go out into the real world and search for food and supplies.
"Rebuild the human population ,Isn't that what everyone's trying to do in our days?" Holly said smilling. Kath smiled as well. That was the plan. "well i've lost track of how many people I have, but it's a lot, so I'm happy. One day we'll get our worl back....one day" She would die trying.
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Post by Holly Mae Smiths on Sept 4, 2010 9:07:28 GMT -8
”Can we always run?
Keep on the move until there’s nowhere else to go?
Maybe, but we have to make that choice, not fate. [/colour] Us!”[/b] [/size] [/colour] --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~-----------------------------------------------------------------[/center] "That would be nice."
"Yeah, it would."
Holly did think that it would be nice, and Katherine did to. Sometimes the men would disagree with her and say that they were having the time of their lives, apart from the possiblity of dying or becoming a blood bank for the vampires, which no human on what was left of this earth wanted. No-one wanted to die, well, no-one Holly knew, so she guessed everyone else was the same. Maybe that's why the vampires that were once human got themselves changed. Or maybe they were forced to get themselves changed. Whatever the case, Holly didn't really care, or so people thought. She would often stare into space, thinking about humans and vampires, but always kept those thoughts to herself, incase anyone thought she was a human spy for the vampires or something.
"Well i've lost track of how many people I have, but it's a lot, so I'm happy. One day we'll get our world back....one day."
Holly sighed, despite all her thoughts of how the human population were screwed, maybe they could come back from this... one day soon hopefully.
"Maybe," Holly agreed, shrugging. "Or maybe we'll die out, and then the vampires when they don't have a blood supply. Just think, is there any way to come back from what the vampires have done? I've thought about it hundreds of times, we'd need a mirical to bring us back from what we're doing now. We can try, but the chances are very slim of us getting our world back, unless we kill all the vampires or somehow come to an agreement on the blood stuff."
Holly bit her lip, she'd never shared her thoughts like that, never, not even to her real friends when they'd been alive. Holly spoke her thoughts most of the time, but when it came to stuff like that, she always kept it to herself, which she liked. -----------------------------------------------------------------
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