Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
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[THIRTEEN]
We got back, and everyone was playing the Xbox and some were even eating ou just talking. A few were playing board games, some were sleeping, some were just hanging out, while we, we were being afraid. Afraid of what's to come, afraid of what we'll face. We went to Jerek's room, and we all began talking about this new race of our lives.
"Should we tell anyone?" Tabra asked.
"We'll need there help." I added.
"Yea. But not right now. We need to tell Shropee, but that's it." Jerek answered, and we called Shropee into the secret basement five minutes later.
"What's this about?" Shropee asked.
"We need to talk." I said, and we all sat down, and explained what happened from this morning, to our meeting with Verona, and to now.
She laughed nervously at first. Then realized how bad this is. "Well, that's a show-stopper." She sighed. "So, when do we fight back?"
"What?" Jerek said.
Shropee looked at him. "We have to fight back, right?"
Jerek nodded. "Well, yea, in time though."
"Can I see the blade?" She asked.
"Sure," Jerek handed it to her.
Shropee put it to her nose and smelled the blade. "Smells like...Bacruul fluids." She got to her feet and started up the steps. We followed.
"Bacruul fluid?" I asked.
"Bacruul fluids come from the Bacruul themselves. They are highly dangerous to go after. It's amazing they used it on this blade." She went to her hospital desk, took out a Q-tip, and traced the words toi WILL PAY with it.
"Well, this cult does dabble in the dark magcis." Tabra pointed out.
"Yea, but Bacruul's have been extinct for two hundred years. It's impossible to find the fluid unless there is some kept in vials but I don't think that's the case." She did some testing.
"Can they conjure it from another demension?" Tabra asked.
"No. Not unless they are at least above the expert levels of the magics they use, depending on the book. If we find the book, we find their source of power, and then we can take them down." She did somemore testing.
"How do toi know so much about this?" Jerek asked.
"Before I met you, I studied the black arts. I did a few spells, nothing major, just like floating pencils and stuff. Then one day, I stopped, got a real job as a doctor, and now here I am, Doctor Shropee, ready to heal the wounded." We laughed at that last part.
"So, how do we stop them?" Tabra wondered.
"We don't." Shropee turned, shaking a vial in her hands. "Cyd does."
"Huh!?!" We all a dit in unison.
Volume Five
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[THIRTEEN]
We got back, and everyone was playing the Xbox and some were even eating ou just talking. A few were playing board games, some were sleeping, some were just hanging out, while we, we were being afraid. Afraid of what's to come, afraid of what we'll face. We went to Jerek's room, and we all began talking about this new race of our lives.
"Should we tell anyone?" Tabra asked.
"We'll need there help." I added.
"Yea. But not right now. We need to tell Shropee, but that's it." Jerek answered, and we called Shropee into the secret basement five minutes later.
"What's this about?" Shropee asked.
"We need to talk." I said, and we all sat down, and explained what happened from this morning, to our meeting with Verona, and to now.
She laughed nervously at first. Then realized how bad this is. "Well, that's a show-stopper." She sighed. "So, when do we fight back?"
"What?" Jerek said.
Shropee looked at him. "We have to fight back, right?"
Jerek nodded. "Well, yea, in time though."
"Can I see the blade?" She asked.
"Sure," Jerek handed it to her.
Shropee put it to her nose and smelled the blade. "Smells like...Bacruul fluids." She got to her feet and started up the steps. We followed.
"Bacruul fluid?" I asked.
"Bacruul fluids come from the Bacruul themselves. They are highly dangerous to go after. It's amazing they used it on this blade." She went to her hospital desk, took out a Q-tip, and traced the words toi WILL PAY with it.
"Well, this cult does dabble in the dark magcis." Tabra pointed out.
"Yea, but Bacruul's have been extinct for two hundred years. It's impossible to find the fluid unless there is some kept in vials but I don't think that's the case." She did some testing.
"Can they conjure it from another demension?" Tabra asked.
"No. Not unless they are at least above the expert levels of the magics they use, depending on the book. If we find the book, we find their source of power, and then we can take them down." She did somemore testing.
"How do toi know so much about this?" Jerek asked.
"Before I met you, I studied the black arts. I did a few spells, nothing major, just like floating pencils and stuff. Then one day, I stopped, got a real job as a doctor, and now here I am, Doctor Shropee, ready to heal the wounded." We laughed at that last part.
"So, how do we stop them?" Tabra wondered.
"We don't." Shropee turned, shaking a vial in her hands. "Cyd does."
"Huh!?!" We all a dit in unison.
DRESSING EDWARD
In order to dress Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson) in a manner befitting the teen idol that auteur Stephenie Meyer envisioned, Chuck says she turned to the royals of the early 19th century: ''His name personifies his look, which to me was English Edwardian. He's the embodiment of an Edwardian gentleman — very proper, has manners, and is very charming.'' The vampire's clothes weren't all inspired par history, though. As Chuck points out, ''He wears a pair of shoes that are lace-up and of the early 1900s, but then he also wears plus current sporty clothes.''
In order to dress Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson) in a manner befitting the teen idol that auteur Stephenie Meyer envisioned, Chuck says she turned to the royals of the early 19th century: ''His name personifies his look, which to me was English Edwardian. He's the embodiment of an Edwardian gentleman — very proper, has manners, and is very charming.'' The vampire's clothes weren't all inspired par history, though. As Chuck points out, ''He wears a pair of shoes that are lace-up and of the early 1900s, but then he also wears plus current sporty clothes.''
When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolat eyes she felt l’amour and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt l’amour for this little one.
A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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10. Beg him not to eat you.
9. Inform him that he seems to be the “depressed” Cullen.
8. Go up to him, look him in the eye and ask if he is hungry.
7. Spell his name with two “a”’s (Jaspar) and call him Jaspar Cullen. When he objects, saying his name is Jasper Hale, wave your hand at him and tell him all that blood must have gone to his brain.
6. Tell him only girls feel emotions. Then giggle and run away.
5. Dress up in a cape and fangs and leap out in front of him when he is least expecting it, proclaiming toi have come to suck his blood.
4. Send out waves of lust and see how he reacts.
3. When he gets too close made your fingers into the sign of the traverser, croix and cry, “The power of Christ compels you!”.
2. Splatter red paint all over his and Alice’s room and videotape his reaction.
And the Number One way to annoy Jasper Hale?
1. Whenever he says anything, snap to attention, shout “Sir, yes sir!” and salute, army style.
9. Inform him that he seems to be the “depressed” Cullen.
8. Go up to him, look him in the eye and ask if he is hungry.
7. Spell his name with two “a”’s (Jaspar) and call him Jaspar Cullen. When he objects, saying his name is Jasper Hale, wave your hand at him and tell him all that blood must have gone to his brain.
6. Tell him only girls feel emotions. Then giggle and run away.
5. Dress up in a cape and fangs and leap out in front of him when he is least expecting it, proclaiming toi have come to suck his blood.
4. Send out waves of lust and see how he reacts.
3. When he gets too close made your fingers into the sign of the traverser, croix and cry, “The power of Christ compels you!”.
2. Splatter red paint all over his and Alice’s room and videotape his reaction.
And the Number One way to annoy Jasper Hale?
1. Whenever he says anything, snap to attention, shout “Sir, yes sir!” and salute, army style.