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Post by dusk on Nov 3, 2010 23:06:57 GMT -6
Dante froze for a moment before slowly moving to wards the entrance of his tent, he looked back at Piper who was now hiding. It couldn't be Camille or Sergio sneaking around, they wouldn't dare do this quick if at all. He stepped into his other pair of boots that were by the tent flaps, he stepped outside and looked around, nobody seemed to be around.
Now this was just getting weird, he approached the supply tent and stood outside for a second, for all he knew it was just someone cleaning up the mess he made earlier when he was looking for Sergio. He lifted the tent flap and stepped inside, despite the sun it was still pretty dim inside.
"Hey, who the hell is in here" he shouted, most people didn't use this tent just for the reason that it was next to Dante's, which begged the question, who was inside the tent with him?
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Post by Soprano on Nov 3, 2010 23:17:18 GMT -6
Piper sighed as Dante hurried out of the tent. She figured she’d be alright for awhile, she found that no one really dared come into his tent without his permission and that was pretty rare. She moved out from behind the bed and to the mirror. She reverted back to her red-skinned and horned succubus self, trying to decide on what sort of body she could surprise Dante with. She turned her hair several shades and hairstyles while she waited for him.
There was no answer in the tent. Any sane person would have gotten out of there very, very quickly. Sergio held the other end of a string he had attached to some of the equipment inside of the supply tent. He figured that Dante would be paranoid since his last encounter with him. He was heavily bandaged around the face and chest, but he was walking alright. He had a determined glare in his eye as he dropped the string and boldly flipped open the tent flap to Dante’s tent.
Piper looked over at who was coming in, hoping it was Dante. Her skin was still red and her horns still in place, but her hair was shifting from blond to brown. She screamed loudly and Sergio’s eyes were wide with surprise and a little bit of satisfaction. He turned on his heel and ran away from that tent as fast as his legs could carry him. His ribs hurt like hell, but he needed to tell someone about this and Camille’s tent was closest.
Piper reverted back to her red-headed face and quickly grabbed a blanket to cover herself. She was so angry with that damn rat and herself. She should have been more careful!
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Post by lillium on Nov 3, 2010 23:24:19 GMT -6
Camille walked outside her tent, wondering what on Earth all the commotion was. There was Sergio, bandaged up, making a beeline towards her tent. She opened up the flap further. "Get in here," she hissed, looking around. Oh great, what had Sergio done now? She knew he wasn't a blockhead, but sometimes her friend did some strange things.
After letting him inside her tent, Camille closed the flap and turned to him. "What happened?" she asked, whispering. If someone was following Sergio, she certainly didn't want them to hear. That would prove to be very bad, especially if that someone was who Camille thought it was. Some dread bubbled up in her stomach. God, had Sergio pissed off Dante again? And how? Oh well. She was more concentrated on hiding him, because Dante would go and harass her first. She knew it. Even if she'd managed to convince him she knew nothing before, now could be different.
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Post by dusk on Nov 3, 2010 23:34:22 GMT -6
Dante looked around the tent, he could still hear something moving around then all of a sudden it stopped and there was silence. He looked around the room slightly confused, was he just getting more paranoid. That was the moment he heard the scream, a shiver went up his spine as he recognised the voice from which it originated from and he instantly thought the worse.
The speed at which he spun round and started to run was incredible, he stumbled out of the supply tent and headed straight for his own. He tore through the tent flap and looked around the room to see Piper standing there covering herself with a blanket, "What the hell happened!?" he shouted in a slightly panicked tone, he was more concerned than angry at this point. But he was also slightly relieved, for just a brief moment he though Conall or someone had went into his tent and... well he didn't really want to consider that any more.
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Post by Soprano on Nov 3, 2010 23:44:00 GMT -6
Sergio was breathing kind of funny. That was a stupid trick to pull when he was this down and out. He wanted to figure this out as soon as possible, even if it meant consequences. He didn’t like that Dante bullied him and Camille; he wanted him to pay for all the shit he’d made him go through. He scrambled into Camille’s tent and sat on her bed, still breathing heavily. He felt like hell, but he had a wild look in his eye.
“I… saw… it,” he wheezed, “The succubus!”
Piper looked up at Dante with a guilty look in her eye, “That rat came in here!” she nearly shrieked, “He saw me!”
Her mind was racing; that stupid boy saw her in her succubus form and if he were even slightly aware of demons, like everyone else in the camp, he would know what she was! She figured he would go tell that woman that Dante was going on about him fucking. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She needed to calm down to think.
“We need to get rid of them,” she said, opening her eyes, “Both of them, and I have an idea. I need you to go distract that woman for a second and I’ll take care of that rat, okay?”
She figured Camille wasn’t as dangerous, getting her kicked out would be sufficient. She would try to kill Sergio, which should be easy, considering what she saw.
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Post by lillium on Nov 3, 2010 23:50:59 GMT -6
Camille's eyes widened and she felt the absolute dread from the past few weeks fall into her. Oh god. The succubus. So. . Something had happened. Camille wasn't sure what, but they must have made some sort of deal and Camille wasn't sure what, but it must have been bad. Well, good for Dante and the succubus. Bad for Camille and Sergio. She cringed. "The succubus," she repeated.
"Why was she there? Why is Dante with a succubus? Won't she suck out his soul?" Camille asked, looking at Sergio, frantic for answers. This was bad. This was really bad. Dante was in cahoots with demons, and if he was, then they were fucked. Oh, god, worst pun ever right now. In any case, that explained a lot. Why they'd been sent to a Lust Festival of Demons when they went to go tell Conall. Why Dante had been so cheerful lately. Oh god.
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Post by dusk on Nov 4, 2010 0:04:31 GMT -6
Dante gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, "Sergio" he muttered. A look of pure rage covered his face, he never would have fought that a little weasel like Sergio would ever contemplate doing something like this let alone go through with it. He marched over to the desk and grabbed his pistol holsters.
"Damn right we need to get rid of them!" he shouted, not only did this put Piper at risk but it also put him in a hell of alot of trouble too. They needed to act fast before they managed to get to Conall, or anyone else for that matter.
Dante pulled out one of his pistols then dropped then the holster on the floor, "I'll do more than fucking distract her" he roared as he turned around and stormed out the tent. He didn't wait to hear what Piper had planned, all he knew was that Sergio was gonna be dead and Camille would follow soon after. He cocked his gun as he approached her tent.
"Camille!!" he shouted as he stood there outside her tent, his hand was shaking and he could barely restrain himself, if he was doing it his way he would have already stormed in and blown Camille's face right off.
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Post by Soprano on Nov 4, 2010 0:13:05 GMT -6
Sergio tried to breathe as best he could to stop his ribs from hurting. He would probably regret doing all of this later, but he couldn’t help but feel damn satisfied. He now had enough proof to get Dante kicked out of the damn camp forever, maybe worse. Keeping a demon here was pretty damn bad, especially one that ate souls.
“I don’t know,” he wheezed, “But if we tell Conall, we can find out.”
He stiffened as he heard Dante’s voice; he wasn’t surprised, just startled. That sealed the deal on that one.
Frankly, Piper didn’t care if Dante killed Camille. She could be dead, but they wouldn’t have anything to do with killing the rat. Or so it would look. She morphed her body to look just like Camille, dressed in her normal clothes and everything and followed Dante out of the tent.
She dashed behind the tent before he yelled, to not seem suspicious. She waited for Camille to exit the tent. She would probably have to kill him the normal way, but that was alright with her, it would be poetic justice if he lost his soul because of that stupid girl. She had no idea about them at all, or she would have just come in and beaten him.
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Post by lillium on Nov 4, 2010 16:19:44 GMT -6
Camille nodded and was about to suggest that they go see Conall when she heard a voice outside her tent. Camille cringed and grabbed her assault rifle and slung the sling it was on around herself. It never hurt to be prepared, especially if Dante was here to hurt Sergio. She wouldn't let him do it without putting up a fight, even if he tried to kill her.
"Stay here," she whispered, making sure her voice was so low that Dante wouldn't be able to hear it. She took a deep breath, and walked outside, making sure that Dante wouldn't be able to see Sergio inside through the tent flap. Time to face the music, and hopefully it wouldn't be Mozart's Requiem in D minor.
"What do you want?" Camille asked, keeping her voice as level as she could and looking at Dante. She was attempting to look irritated with Dante for having bothered her at such an hour.
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Post by dusk on Nov 4, 2010 18:58:20 GMT -6
Dante gritted his teeth and glared as the girl walked out of her tent, his gun hand was still shaking and he was only moments away from becoming trigger happy. He pointed the gun at her and scowled.
"I know for a fact that you have something to do with this " he shouted, "now tell me where that little rat bastard is or I'll blow your fucking head off!". Dante had no intention of sparing her after he got his hands on Sergio... or rather after Piper got her hands on him. The whole story of how she knew nothing that she spouted earlier was probably a lie, he should have gut her when he had the chance.... as for Sergio, well he should have put a bullet in the bastards skull.
It was rare for Dante to be this angry over something, but it wasn't really a little thing. It would have been different if Sergio had seen Piper in her human form, but now he knew the truth. At the end of the day it was either them or him.... and he'd already died once.
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