madnessofthecat

[SIZE=1]priest leaned back against the door staring down the hallway. Not really planning on moving for a while, her head tilted back and her legs spread out sort of blocking the way. "holy father in heaven..."she bowed her head lightly letting her cross dangle and swing a bit. She sat there silent her head bowed down and her lips moving rapidly. she hardly spoke over a whisper. She just sat their motionless and prayed. The hallway was quiet besides a few murmurs down the hall every now and then, that didn't really disturb her .She ignored everything and everyone when she prayed, letting her guard down even at times and would continue praying until the lack of movement made it hard to move her legs. They started to tingle before she finally opened her eyes. "amen..." she stood up and stretched out her legs before walking down the hallway. they had a moment, a moment of peace, thank god. But, they still hadn't found Kalei yet. She sighed, slowly walking down the hall still. Her head bowed while she stared at the ground. "excuse me." she said quickly looking up and stopping abruptly before running directly into the old man he seemed to be trying to say some thing to her but she didn't hear, he quickly walked off afterwards. She understood the last half of what he had said about some one wanting to talk to the group that were searching for Kalei but that was all. She blinked some and continued down the hall. "I should play more attention to where I'm going." She muttered and fiddled with her cross. She made a turn and walked towards where she heard people talking .She pulled back her bangs and looked back down.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]She stood covered in dust still shutting her eyes waiting to be attacked for her slow moments ?We have to get our plane!" she opened her eyes hearing Katima and quickly followed the others Who had already moved towards where they were to board the plane.The intercom came on again while the group moved through the hallway rushing. People staring without any attempt to hide the look of shock. ?We only have a few more minutes we need to move faster! ? priest caught up to the others now who where running. The rush against time and weaving in and out of people who just didn?t have the right sense to move was annoying and the hallway...well endless or so it seemed. ?Last call for flight...? The sounds of the intercom seem to fade some what as they got to the plane, finally. They made it, a few minutes before they shut the door but, they made it. Wearily, they took seats leaving blood stains on the grey dull fabric. Everyone seemed to be breathing hard, but hell at least they were still there. They were alive right??Is he okay?? ?I think..he?s passed out,...? ?No kidding.? Priest sat up in her seat and watching them examine the wounded. ? Maybe we?ll get some medical supplies when we get there.? Priest hoped that would be soon, and the plane would just take off as much as it rushed passenger to get there. The flight attendant started to talk about buckling seat belts and airmasks and such other things. Priest frowned, wishing they would stop and just go already."geesh...man.." They would just prolong their plans. [/SIZE]

[COLOR=RoyalBlue][SIZE=1] Priest chuckled gently."Just when I thought, we might actually get to go in peace." She sighed and reached into the jacket quickly backing away from her bag, stupidly..She wasn't thinking. her cross bow was still in there, but really who has time to dwell on a moment of stupidity. "Dammit." she muttered and pulled out a stake, Hopefully those and holy water would do the job until she could get back to the cross bow. She was distracted at the moment. More vampires seemed to enter the area, like rats to trash. She got close to one and shoved the stake deep into its heart from behind. 'really...creatures deprived of souls...only kept alive by the blood they take from others veins..what a senseless existence...' she muttered and frowned watching the cinders crumble and continued. They were taking out a number of vampires quickly, but they just kept seeming to pop back up. Priest found the stabbing to be useless at the moment and lost interesting in it. Instead she made her way quickly to her bag. One of the vampires got in her way, she frowned and crossed her arms slightly holding the dull stake in her hand staring dully at the creature. Her hate that burned like a flame keeping her going always. he launched at her before she had time to say a word. She moved back in an attempt to avoid the launch and looked up when nothing hit her. She stared at the spot where her bag was a second almost seeming confused to where it could have gone."Looking for some thing?" She turned quickly hearing a metallic cold voice behind her. by then it wasn't to hard to figure out where her bag went. the girl wasn't that dull, that she didn't realize when some one was toying with her. Having no time to glare, she stared at the vampire for a short while waiting for it to move. The vampire getting tired of her staling what he thought to be her demise moved forward, he wasn't as graceful as others she's seen before but he had speed on his side. They collided, she hit the ground with a thump, him standing over her with a stake in his ribs just staring at her. Priest shook off the dizzy feeling and stood up.'god if I can't handle this I won't be of much use.' The vampire seemed disappointed at her bad aim."You missed." Priest, with a quick movement of the hand had jumped at him with another stake fuelled by hate, like always. This time not missing." She watched him turn into dust in front of him and frowned."I noticed." she grabbed her bag and grimaced. "I'm all pissed off now..I always miss the first time.."[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[COLOR=DarkRed]?You think the rumors are true??Priest shoved her hands in her pockets and looked forward. The rumor was that Kalei got captured by the vampires was slowly leaking out to the Wakanda population. Priest stared down at the street ahead of them. The grey dirty side walk littered with papers and trash of the sorts.?Maybe.?She said shrugging. ?I hope not . . . ? Fyuora frowned some and sighed. Priest said nothing. They continued to walk until they reached the bus stop. The bench was disgusting, every part of the green bench covered in either dirt or trash. The paint was pealing and revealing a light sickish yellow color.?I think I?ll stand . . . ? It was pretty quiet, they were waiting for the bus. Priest rocked back and forth slightly like a child tired of standing in a line. Both were quiet, they kept conversation to a minimum most of the time. Fyuora yawned and turned left looking strait past Priest. ?Vampires coming our way priest . . . ?Priest grunted some before pulling out a bottle of unlabeled holy water opening it and then blinking a bit. ?Don?t you ladies know it?s dangerous out at night?? The voice called from a distance and within seconds they were practically breathing down their necks. Standing around the bench. One of them grinned, showing off its fangs. The other circled a bit standing behind the bench, Priest guessed it was too dirty for even vampires to touch since he seems to move a bit away from it. ?No response? No come back? Nothing . . . wow, I was hoping I?d get some fight out of these two.? He looked at the one behind the bench who was glaring hard at Fyuora. The vampire yawned, Priest moved. She held the water bottle from the bottom and rammed it down the guy?s throat. ?You talk to much.?She pushed it in deeper and watched the other one froze not reacting right away. He was probably to busy staring at his friend scratching at the rather small water bottle now rammed down his throat. The holy water burning down it creating its own path through his system. Priest pulled out another bottle of holy water and threw it at the vampire behind the bench, missing because of a sudden movement. The water puddled near his feet. ((ooc-hope this is okay...pm me if I need to make any changes ))[/COLOR]

I love to draw, I'll draw a picture and be proud of it one day and then see some thing on a art site and say...damn..I need to step up my game . then I'd go through all the drawings I have and separate things I would want to do over with the things I'm happy with and then...forget to do it. x.x.

[SIZE=1]Name: Priest Gender: female Race: human Position: Wakanda so far Ability: Being nothing more than a fit human, she often cares bottles of holy water on her when she?s out in public or a cross bow and some stalks caring everything in a case during the day and really only traveling with it out at night. She never fails to have some thing up her sleeves. Appearance: her boots are black and laced to the top tightly as if they were going to run away if they weren?t tied properly, although they were dirty and worn, her jean pants tend to have holes in them in various places ,so she wears black pants under then to cover up anything that shouldn?t be seen being the type that?s to cheap to just by a new pair. She wears a loose black shirt with the logo of a bank on the side covered by a jean jacket with as many compartments and pockets that she needs. She carries a large rolling book bag with her and wears a silver cross around her neck. Her eyes are originally a light brown color but since she can?t half see, she decided to get red colored contacts which she always has on. She?s almost a powder brown color and seems to be barely over 5'4.Her hair is an almost greying black color although she?s only in her twenties, she often keeps her hair cut short. Personality: Priest is quiet when she needs to be and blunt when she wants to be, which is often .Most people around her find her irritating since she doesn?t respond to others well, it?s rare to get an actual reply to a question of any sort that?s not sarcastic or mean. She?s a perfectionist and hard to work with because of her attitude. Character Snippets: ?Really.? She sank her teeth into the peach and glanced up at the young girl endlessly ranted in front of her, about work, life, people.?That?s interesting? she said actually being sarcastic but at the moment was too lazy to use any type of tone with it. The girl continued talking, Priest sighed wondering why she put up with such mindless jabber. Here this chick is complaining about people talking about her in the work place behind her back when Priest herself nearly got her tail bone handed to her on a platter last night by a vampire. She still had a hell load of bruises from it too, So why was she putting up with the girl? Ah yes, because she paid the bills on their apartment and was letting her stay there. Priest sat there and nodded every five minutes like she was actually paying the talkative girl attention. ?Well I need to go..See you tonight.? She looked at the seed of the consumed peach and then threw it away before leaving the girl in front of the apartment half way in the middle of a conversation, with herself. What could she have added to the conversation anyway? ?Oh yeah works a killer..You know I?ve been having issues with my job to. . .Nearly getting killed and all.? That would be like asking the girl to sign her up for a trip to the mental institution. She shoved her hands in her pocket and walked down the street watching day turn to night, her wobbly book bag making more noise than a rabies infected dog.[/SIZE]