[hr][hr][center][h1][color=7fbf40]Sylvia Strange[/color][/h1][/center][center][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/ebb60966870d5563b776c149cc5ec33a/tumblr_inline_n6i9k0Rz1w1sgladw.gif[/img][/center]
[hr][center][color=7fbf40][b]Location: Shop → Outside[/b][/color]
[color=7fbf40][b]Interacting With: ([@Nallore]) ([@BlueSky44])[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr] 


Sylvia, for a second, felt hope as she saw that blade slice through the air. The blade was aiming directly at the thing’s head, so close to just ending it so quickly. She no longer felt the pain shooting through her body for that brief moment. But then, the knife fell.


It dipped slightly downward, her knife falling short. In an explosion of fury, Sylvia cursed herself with every unladylike word under the sun. The immense pain had returned too, causing her to bend over and press her weakened palm against the wound. Her warm blood spurted from between her fingers and Sylvia grew fainter by the second, Sera was a god sent when she hurried over to Sylvia’s side and helped her up.


Sylvia’s vision was growing fuzzy too, unable to think properly too as she was lead outside of the shop. She lazily threw her head back to view the scene, able to focus enough to see the creature crash through the wall, she let out a victorious moan of pain as she was herded inside the car. 


[color=lightblue]"Happen to know somewhere safe to go in this fucked up town?"[/color]


Sylvia exhaled heavily as she turned to face her saviour, her eyes glassy and unfocused as she rolled back into a comfortable position in her seat. [color=7fbf40]”I...”[/color] her breathing was ragged and dry, Sylvia felt extremely thirsty and her stained shirt wasn’t doing much to brighten her mood.[color=7fbf40]”I… I think the hospital is safe. Maybe a church. I don’t know, just step on the gas pedal already.”[/color]


She didn’t have the energy to speak above the whisper, she faced the window and looked outside, her lids drooping. She was so very tired.


[hr][hr][center][h1][color=c0fff4]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus
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[hr][center][color=c0fff4][b]Location: Outside[/b][/color]
[color=c0fff4][b]Interacting With: Merc. ([@Morose])[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]


[color=009999]"Does fiery extermination bother you?"[/color]


Eudora gazed back down at the girl. Not sneering at her but she wasn’t exactly smiling either. Every second she spent with this girl made her regret ever talking to her. Eudora was sure the girl was good at heart, probably some curse that turned her so… wrong. 


[color=009999]"It is misfortunate if it does. It's a noble death for witches, the stake. My great-aunt Calpurnia was burned alive for her acts."[/color]


[color=c0fff4]”I’m not looking to experience that anytime soon, sweet. Nor am I trying to bring that fate down on anyone else.”[/color] Eudora’s face turned stony as she spoke. She only meant to discourage the girl from trying to splash gasoline at her next, but she did truly want to help the girl. Save her from the monstrous hands that twisted her fresh and innocent mind. But something told her that this girl wasn’t going to let go easily. A troubling thought popped into Eudora’s mind too. Perhaps the little pyromaniac was a witch too, planning a spiritual attack on her. That would be an easy check. Eudora focused her vision not at the girl, but past her, trying to look deep within as she opened her mind up and-


Images of pews and crosses flashed in Eudora’s mind. Cathedrals, churches, power, witches, a mix of these seemingly polar opposite things. The vision grew clearer and stronger, she felt an energy swell in her as the vision became complete. She saw these important, yet faceless, figures gathering at a church. And just like that, the vision ended.


Eudora’s looked offset and worried. Mouth agape in an expression that screamed “huh”. She had finally found her new place of interest, and she felt just fine with abandoning the girl here to go off to the church. Not without asking for some directions first of course.


 [color=c0fff4]”Hey girl, do you know where the church is?”[/color] Why on Earth a demon child would care to remember where a church was located, Eudora didn’t know. Maybe she wanted to burn that place down next. She hoped she was able to reach there first.