Post by jester on May 14, 2012 20:50:38 GMT -6
A voice is heard over a footage of someone walking into a coffee shop across the street. As the camera zooms in it's known to be Damien. He opens the door and strolls in.
"Lilith... Or as I like to call you... Eve... or Evee... Is it clicking yet? As to who Jester is? As to the identity behind the mask? I bet you haven't even bothered to find out who I am... bet now you're wishing you weren't to worried about Bathory...
Now to why I'm here talking over tape. I'm here to show you just what happens when we get to comfortable... what happens when we get used to something. Just when you think it's ok to love... ok to continue with your life... as if none of the past mattered... I'm here to show you... just who you REALLY are.
Everything that happens from this point on... is blood on your hands."
Jester walked into the small coffee shop after shutting her tiny camcorder. Damien was waiting at the case for the rest of his order. She came up and stood behind him in line.
"Do you come here often?"
He turned around and looked down at the obviously fake red head standing behind him... She was wearing giant black sunglasses and gave him a faint smile. "Yeah, a friend of mine got me hooked."
"What would you suggest? I hate getting something and it sucks." She let out a small giggle as Damien smiled.
"Here." He turned back to the counter and grabbed his cup. He handed her his latte as his smile grew. "Have mine, it's a caramel late with a hint of hazel nut creme."
"Than you," she took a cup and took a small sip of it. "...Wow... that's really good, how much do I owe you?"
"It's on the house, welcome to Des Moines."
"Is it that obvious that I'm new to the area?"
"Yeah, I'm guessing your lost too."
"Very."[/color She giggled as Damien grabbed the second cup of latte. "Did I take someones cup?"
"I was bringing it back to a friend, they can wait. Where are you heading?"
"Cup O Kyrptonite? Apparently it's a comic book shop?"
"Comic book? You don't look the type..."
"Oh, I'm not. I'm meeting my brother there. I think this is his idea of a joke."
"Well that doesn't seem like a very nice thing to do." He started to walk outside as she followed him.
"He has a sense of humor like that."
"What an ass."
She laughed as Damien held the door open for her. "He is, thank you."
"No problem, follow me, the shop is only a block away. You should be proud of yourself, you were close."
"Yay, my sense of direction isn't that far off than!"
"Not too bad." They started walking towards the shop as Damien drank his latte.
She looked around the street before asking, "so who showed you the coffee shop?"
"A friend."
"Sore subject?"
"Very, we had a falling out and may be too late to say sorry to her." The rest of the talk was silent... Damien didn't say much until they reached the building. "Well... Here's the place."
"My hero, pun intended." Jester smiled at him and leaned in to kill him. No, she nearly fell on her face as Damien, quickly, side stepped the situation.
"I don't swing that way."
She looked up at him, confused, someone was actually turning her down? "I.."
"Don't take it to heart love, I like Sausage, not fish."
"Well fuck! Tell Lilith I said hi than." She uppercuts him in the gut before he could react. He doubles over as she pushes him to the ground. "She shouldn't let her family talk to strangers." She walked around to the back of building and waited.
Damien got up and followed her, sick of being the beating post. He saw her leaning against a truck and walked towards her but he was stopped by a clothe line. Damien looked up to see none other than Anton standing over him.
He shifted his stare to Jester who had her tiny camcorder out. She was like Lilith with that thing... "Oh shit." Was all he got out before Anton kicked him in the side of the ribs. He rolled over a couple of times as Anton stalked him down.
When Damien stopped rolling Anton kicked him in the side of the face. Damien's head jerked to the side as his nose started bleeding. Jester just let out a life as Anton continued to beat the shit out of Damien.
Jester pushed herself up from the side of the car and walked over, getting up close to the action. Damien was laying on his back, eyes closed, nose bloody, and Anton's boot planted across his throat.
"See Eve... You're ignorance will not only be your down fall... It will be everyone's. Every person you love... EveryTHING you love.... well... I guess I'll be seeing you Evee... Bring your A game, I have a score to settle."
She turned off the camera and smiled at Anton. "One more kick should do it, Brooklyn said to leave him behind."
Anton didn't say anything, he just gave Damien's head one more good kick, knocking him out cold.
"Lilith's going to love you." She said as she climbed into his truck.
"Fuck that bitch! Fuck her gay ass faggot there too!"
"Just drink your Seagrams and let's go."
"Lilith... Or as I like to call you... Eve... or Evee... Is it clicking yet? As to who Jester is? As to the identity behind the mask? I bet you haven't even bothered to find out who I am... bet now you're wishing you weren't to worried about Bathory...
Now to why I'm here talking over tape. I'm here to show you just what happens when we get to comfortable... what happens when we get used to something. Just when you think it's ok to love... ok to continue with your life... as if none of the past mattered... I'm here to show you... just who you REALLY are.
Everything that happens from this point on... is blood on your hands."
Jester walked into the small coffee shop after shutting her tiny camcorder. Damien was waiting at the case for the rest of his order. She came up and stood behind him in line.
"Do you come here often?"
He turned around and looked down at the obviously fake red head standing behind him... She was wearing giant black sunglasses and gave him a faint smile. "Yeah, a friend of mine got me hooked."
"What would you suggest? I hate getting something and it sucks." She let out a small giggle as Damien smiled.
"Here." He turned back to the counter and grabbed his cup. He handed her his latte as his smile grew. "Have mine, it's a caramel late with a hint of hazel nut creme."
"Than you," she took a cup and took a small sip of it. "...Wow... that's really good, how much do I owe you?"
"It's on the house, welcome to Des Moines."
"Is it that obvious that I'm new to the area?"
"Yeah, I'm guessing your lost too."
"Very."[/color She giggled as Damien grabbed the second cup of latte. "Did I take someones cup?"
"I was bringing it back to a friend, they can wait. Where are you heading?"
"Cup O Kyrptonite? Apparently it's a comic book shop?"
"Comic book? You don't look the type..."
"Oh, I'm not. I'm meeting my brother there. I think this is his idea of a joke."
"Well that doesn't seem like a very nice thing to do." He started to walk outside as she followed him.
"He has a sense of humor like that."
"What an ass."
She laughed as Damien held the door open for her. "He is, thank you."
"No problem, follow me, the shop is only a block away. You should be proud of yourself, you were close."
"Yay, my sense of direction isn't that far off than!"
"Not too bad." They started walking towards the shop as Damien drank his latte.
She looked around the street before asking, "so who showed you the coffee shop?"
"A friend."
"Sore subject?"
"Very, we had a falling out and may be too late to say sorry to her." The rest of the talk was silent... Damien didn't say much until they reached the building. "Well... Here's the place."
"My hero, pun intended." Jester smiled at him and leaned in to kill him. No, she nearly fell on her face as Damien, quickly, side stepped the situation.
"I don't swing that way."
She looked up at him, confused, someone was actually turning her down? "I.."
"Don't take it to heart love, I like Sausage, not fish."
"Well fuck! Tell Lilith I said hi than." She uppercuts him in the gut before he could react. He doubles over as she pushes him to the ground. "She shouldn't let her family talk to strangers." She walked around to the back of building and waited.
Damien got up and followed her, sick of being the beating post. He saw her leaning against a truck and walked towards her but he was stopped by a clothe line. Damien looked up to see none other than Anton standing over him.
He shifted his stare to Jester who had her tiny camcorder out. She was like Lilith with that thing... "Oh shit." Was all he got out before Anton kicked him in the side of the ribs. He rolled over a couple of times as Anton stalked him down.
When Damien stopped rolling Anton kicked him in the side of the face. Damien's head jerked to the side as his nose started bleeding. Jester just let out a life as Anton continued to beat the shit out of Damien.
Jester pushed herself up from the side of the car and walked over, getting up close to the action. Damien was laying on his back, eyes closed, nose bloody, and Anton's boot planted across his throat.
"See Eve... You're ignorance will not only be your down fall... It will be everyone's. Every person you love... EveryTHING you love.... well... I guess I'll be seeing you Evee... Bring your A game, I have a score to settle."
She turned off the camera and smiled at Anton. "One more kick should do it, Brooklyn said to leave him behind."
Anton didn't say anything, he just gave Damien's head one more good kick, knocking him out cold.
"Lilith's going to love you." She said as she climbed into his truck.
"Fuck that bitch! Fuck her gay ass faggot there too!"
"Just drink your Seagrams and let's go."