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Natalie Kay Osborne (natalieosborne) wrote,
@ 2003-09-29 19:57:00
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    Current mood: frustrated

    Indescribable day
    Right now I'm sitting alone in the training room. I told everyone that I needed to go stretch and change into some new clothes to go out on patrol tonight, but instead I just needed some time to sort things out and take a breather from everything that went on. Today started out very nice, but then things went, well, I can't really sum that up in just one sentence, let me start from the beginning....

    The night before I managed to gather the courage to invite Ramone out to go horseback riding, and though he's never been on a horse before he seemed up for the adventure. It's hard to gauge his emotions, he always keeps his cards held really close to him, then when you least expect it he throws them out at you. He did just that by having a bouquet of flowers delivered to me after my Spanish Class! He says no more than a few words to me in a day, then sends me a great big gesture, then later when I came up to him and hugged him thanks, he kinda acted surprised at first like he didn't remember that he had sent them to me. Odd, huh? Then, he and Mr. Harris begin to relate to us the information that they got from Nick the Dick Parker from a clever truth spell that Ramone cast, which revealed all the women he had murdered as well as the accompliss that had the book in question that they got the sacrifice spell from. Ramone then produced the book from his sack, which I garnered meant that they had managed to find the accompliss as well. From his research Ramone determined that #1--The "prosperity spell" only called for animal sacrifice, Nick was using women cause he felt it would be more potent, ick. #2--most of the other spells were just ordinary run of the mill basic spells, which we figured to be a cover up #3--the nameless spell in question was not really a prosperity spell but was just a cover for a strange locator spell of some sorts to find something from another demension, though Ramone couldn't determine what it was supposed to find. Later that day we broke it to Beth about Nicky Dicky, and luckily she took it much better, albeit by going and tearing up the training room a bit. It's ok, I think she needed to let that out, I'll order a new punching bag for Mr. Harris as a Halloween gift or something.

    This morning I arrived at Morrow and did some more training till Ramone showed up. Then we drove up to the Country Club were Fred, the stables guy, got our two horses out. Ramone seemed a little uneasy about the idea of getting onto such a big animal, but after we took off on the trail together I could see he really started to enjoy himself, even relax a little. I love going out on the trails because it really helps me clear my mind. Anywho, afterwards we stopped and ate lunch at the country club's cafe and I think Ramone was really starting to talk to me more, until I saw Darren, my ex! I tried to hide my face, and I thought about just leaving, but then Ramone told me that I shouldn't be so afraid of people from my past, which I think was the most insightful thing he's said to me. Then Darren and a couple of his buddies walked over. I could tell that Darren wanted to say something insulting or derogatory, but maybe Ramone's ultra polite demeanor or the fact that Daredevil had just come out in theaters kept him from creating a scene. With some basic pleasantries exchanged Ramone and I headed back to Morrow to meet up with the rest of the scoobies.

    It was then that we were informed that though the news mentioned Pecker Parker being transfered from Kanawah county to Cabell county jail tomorrow, Dwayne got word from his contact in the police department that it was just a reuse and Mr. Sleaze was being transfered tonight. We were planning on seeing if we could monitor this transfer in some way, but Dwayne had also gotten news from a source that a large nest of vampires were hanging out in the abandoned train cars on 8th Ave., and Mr. Harris decided that the more immediate threat was the more important one to address.

    At the abandoned yard Dwayne decided that he would run into one end of the rail car in full werewolf form and scare the vampires out into our ambush. I got out my bow, but then Mitran made some comment about me being afraid to fight. I was about to refute that when Mr. Harris mentioned that I do need to stop relying on my bow all the time although it is my biggest strength. I don't use my bow because I'm afraid to fight! It's just that I pick off vamps much faster that way, and you go with the most effective, right? I was wanting to say something witty that would really shut Mitran up, but I couldn't think of anything to say I was so flustered, so I decided to just keep my peace rather than open my mouth and prove my awkwardness. Dwayne entered into one end and vamps spilled out the other, and I started fighting with this one while the others went after the rest as they came out. Now, I'll admit that this guy I was up against was pretty tough, probably a leutinant, but he kept dodging all my punches and I just couldn't seem to get a hit in at all, like I was off my game. Ramone did this incredibly awesome trick in staking a vampire that involved a box of toothpicks. Then behind me everyone starts picking off the vampires one by one, even Twitch cut the head off of one with his hatchet, a small hatchet! Everyone was just cutting through all the vamps they fought, and I was still hammering it out with this one. I don't know what came over me, but I looked at the vamp's face in front of me and he reminded me of Darren, standing there, smiling smuggly like he's better than everyone else, looking at me like I was nothing, like I was just a dumb floosy to him, and I did something I never thought I could do. I started screaming at the top of my lungs, I grabbed my enemy with both my hands, and I just threw him as hard as I could. With all my strength I tossed him like a rag doll straight into a jutting shaft of wood sticking out of the rocking rail car that Dwayne was still throroughly thrashing. Then there was one last vampire left, who started running away as fast as he could. I would be damned before he got away from me, so I ran after him. The vampire tripped, which I suspect is Ramone's doing, but then this girl came out of the bushes and attacked him. I was still just so mad and angry and frustrated and that vampire was getting up off the ground and I knew he was going to go after her, so I kicked him. I kicked very hard, so hard that he flew about 15 feet before landing on his back and driving those two stakes up the rest of the way into his heart. That kinda startled me cause I really didn't know I was capable of that either, but damn if it wasn't satisfying! Then I snapped out of it and made sure that the girl was ok.

    Turns out her name is Elizabeth, and she's the girl that I saved from the two vampires that were attacking her and the two MUPD police officers that night I was in a hurry to get to Ramone for our date. Upon hearing my recolection Elizabeth admits that she's been following us ever since then. There's no real use in trying to hide the whole vampire thing from her, so Mr. Harris welcomed her into the group. About that time Twitch comes running all wild like towards us screaming about how Ramone had been captured by invisible transdimentional zombies. I try to calm him down and deduced that Ramone probably just said something to Twitch so he could get away from him. Then, I start to worry, because even though Ramone's quite capable of taking care of himself, he still doesn't know the area well and a blind man with a bad sense of wardrobe color scheme walking through the area of an abandoned train field next to the projects tends to attrack trouble wether supernatural or mundane. So since the situation seemed taken care of here I excused myself to look for Ramone and make sure he was ok. But I couldn't find him anywhere. I looked all over and called out to him, but I couldn't seem to figure out where he went. Just when I was thinking of going back to get my car, I noticed something odd out of the corner of my eye. It was a phone booth with Ramone's clothes neatly stacked along with his cane! Whereever Ramone was, he was naked! Totally confused and worried as all heck, I grabbed Ramone's clothes and ran back to were everyone was to tell them what I found. When I get there I walk up just as Mitran remarks in what I thought was a very unkind tone about Ramone's blindness. I was sick of his attitude today so I cut in a retort.

    Then Dwayne stumbles out of the car all battered and cut up so I run to help Mr. Harris carry him, when Mitran pushes me out of the way! Pushes me! Then he tells me that I am no longer needed here and that I should go find Ramone while the important people take care of this. That cut, that really cut. If they don't need me, then I'll get out of their way. They might not care about where Ramone is, but at least I do. So what if he hasn't really shown me much affection yet. We've only been out on 2 dates, maybe he just wants to take it slow, or maybe he's just shy. I know I'm shy too, it took a lot to gather up the courage to ask him out on a date myself. I could hear Mr. Harris yelling after me, but I didn't feel like stopping. All I wanted to do is get in my car and drive till I found Ramone. I drove and I drove, but no sign of him. I just got more upset, and tears crawled down my eyes, then I found myself parked at the entrance to the cemetary. I got out, walked up to a beech tree, and hit it as hard as I could. My hand hurt, but I felt much better, so I just stood there. Is Mitran right? Do the scoobies not need me? Why does Mitran act like he does around me, he doesn't treat the others like that. Have I done something wrong? Twitch had been trying to get me over the cb radio for a while now, but I ignored his "comin comin" calls till he said, "Natalie, Ramone just called me." That shook me out of my moping and I returned Twitch's call. Ramone had called him and said that he botched a teleportation spell and transported without his clothes, and needed me to bring them to him at Morrow. I felt so relieved that I jumped into the hummer and drove right over.

    When I walked in the library room, Ramone was sitting at a table wearing a bathrobe, and I let a huge sigh of relief. He told me that he had heard that Nick had been freed from the police when a semi jacknifed on the highway, so he teleported to the scene and tracked the gettaway van from there but could only find an abandoned vehicle and some chewed gum which he brought back to use as a tracking spell. It was then that I got nervous and started babbling. He was sitting there in a bathrobe with his sleek shades and Matt Daemon hairstyle, and this evenings fight was just so drawn out and frustrating, and I've found that when I've been in a big fight I just get so....keyed up...and well, I started telling him how frustrating the fight was and Twitch telling me that he'd been captured by zombies, then seeing his clothes in a booth and thinking the worst, and then feeling so useless and then finding out that he was safe after all....and about then was when Ramone kissed me. All my frustration and anger just melted. Everything that bothered me today just disapeared. I'm not sure how long it was that we were there like that, but there was a knock on the door and I jumped back and Ramone grabbed his clothes and ran in the back room to change. Mr. Harris and Dwane came in first and Mr. Harris noticed that I was kinda out of breath, and me being the most horrible liar in the world, said that I was tired from running down the stairs to get Ramones clothes to him. "Where's Ramone?" he asked. "Changing," I said. "But it's been a half an hour since Twitch told you were he was, he's just now changing?" I started to get nervous cause I could see Mr. Harris and Dwayne both looking at me with weird amused expressions on their faces. I guess they know that slayers don't get out of breath from just running down some stairs. I tried to add something about how I was training or something whe Mitran came through and purposely bumped past me while singing something. Before I could figure out what the deal with that was, I saw that he was carrying an unconscious Beth in his arms. Apparently Beth had heard the news of Nick's escape and put herself into an induced coma, and they needed Ramone to figure out if she was still alive or undead or livedead, or something.

    Despite being told by Twitch that my role within the group was the "crap kicker" not the "researcher" I still went and helped Ramone and Mr. Harris with trying to find out who freed Nick Pig Parker, but all we could find was the name of the group and that they were too secretive to find anything out about them, and that they were most likely behind distracting us with the vampires to keep us from intruding on their plans to capture Nick, which means that they know about who we are. It was then that I decided that I would go out and do some more patrolling since Saturday night means alot of people out partying, but Mr. Harris insisted that I bring Mitran and Elizabeth with me. He said that now that the "Order of the Spear" knew about us, I'd be the first person they'd want to take down and he felt it would be too dangerous for me to go out on my own. And thus here I am, sitting in the training room with my laptop. I better go since I needn't keep Mitran and Elizabeth waiting. I feel better now that I've written this down, maybe I'm just imagining Mitran's feelings about me, maybe he's had a bad day too. This will be a good time too to show Elizabeth the basics about how not to get eaten or killed. Well gotta go, I'll tell you how the patrol went.



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