Jessie Coulter ♬
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Hunter The YOUNGER Coulter twin who's hell on wheels. She's feisty and she's beautiful, but beware boys: she's got a devilish Winchester hot on her heels, and he's not taking 'no' for an answer!
Shes a rebel, shes a saint. Shes the salt of the earth and she is dangerous!
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Post by Jessie Coulter ♬ on Nov 13, 2009 20:19:32 GMT -5
Pissed as hell and looking for a fight, Jessica Coulter made her rounds of all the dive bars in the French Quarter section of New Orleans before heading out to the local city parks. Dressed in supple black leather pants a white shirt and a red and black leather jacket, the huntress sported a hip holster containing a souped up pistol and a leather boot sheath with a lethal looking hunting knife in her right boot. Her stride was all business and she didn't bother to hid her movements as she made her way through some of the thickest shadows of Central park.
Just as she reached the middle of the dense trees, movement sounded behind her. Hiding a gleeful grin, she waited until footsteps sounded right behind her and then she spun around and leveled her pistol right at the heart of a massive beast who was just getting ready to spring at her.
"My My.... What have we here?" she snarled before arching a brow at the creature. "Mr. Big Bad Wolf? Does Mr. Kincaid know you are praying on innocents in his territory? Bad Doggy!"
Snarling, the creature dove at her and Jessie barely got one shot fired off before two more stepped out of the trees. As the first one went down with silver in its heart, the pack growled and started for her.
"Oh Goodie..... You boys wanna play? Come and get it then, assholes!" she hissed, throwing herself to the side and rolling as she brought her gun up to train on the next victim.
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Post by cale on Nov 15, 2009 18:06:56 GMT -5
From the distance a not so tall figure watched her. He had been following her since the time she had left the Den. Jessie looked pissed as hell for some reason and Caleb wanted to make sure she wouldn’t get into any trouble. He cared for her and didn’t want to see her hurt.
And he knew the places she was walking in, not good places to be alone at all. He got she was mad and that she wanted to kick someone’s ass, Caleb himself was not unfamiliar with that urge, but then again he could heal quickly and she couldn’t.
But he stayed back until his acute senses picked the scent of the other wolf, and he knew instantly that it wasn’t alone. Now three against one wasn’t a fair fight, well it might sound fun when it was three against him, but not when someone he cared about could lose her head.
Running towards her just as one of the wolves fell mortally injured. She was good, but he wouldn’t risk it. Screaming her name as he reached her, Caleb saw her look back over her shoulder at him before he jumped over her head, a transformation taking place in mid-air.
Snarling savagely against the other two big wolves, the white wolf stood its ground between the pack and a huntress, daring them to make their move. Oh the joys of ass kicking!
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Jessie Coulter ♬
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Hunter The YOUNGER Coulter twin who's hell on wheels. She's feisty and she's beautiful, but beware boys: she's got a devilish Winchester hot on her heels, and he's not taking 'no' for an answer!
Shes a rebel, shes a saint. Shes the salt of the earth and she is dangerous!
Posts: 459
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Post by Jessie Coulter ♬ on Nov 17, 2009 13:56:52 GMT -5
From somewhere nearby, Jessie heard her name shouted but she was to busy keeping the were's in sight to turn around. A flicker of movement had her rolling sideways but only in time to see a white flash jump over and in front of her. Frowning, she saw a white wolf between her and the were's and she knew immediately who it was.
"Caleb! What the hell are you doing here?" she hissed just before the two remaining attackers lunged forward.
Forced to turn her attention back to the fight at hand, the huntress gave a growl of her own just as one smacked into her would-be protector and the other dove for her. Kicking out hard, she felt a solid foot land in the creatures chest and used her leverage to toss him up and over her shoulder. Rolling to her own feet, she met the creature head on as it rebounded and came snarling at her. Thanking god for the arm braces Curse had built for her, she felt the snarling jaws clamp on her forearm a second before its clawed paw raked her other arm.
"SON OF A BITCH!" she howled as pain lashed through her body.
Gripping her silver dagger more securely, she ignored the agony and brought the weapon up straight into the were's solar plexus. It was sharp and turn as it ripped upwards and straight into the beast heart. The creature seemed to freeze, staring at her in absolute disbelief before crumpling in on itself and falling at her feet, dead.
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Post by cale on Nov 17, 2009 21:10:15 GMT -5
A snarl, a growl, the almost imperceptible shift of weight from one paw to the other that indicated the impending attack wasn’t slipping unnoticed by Caleb as the big brown wolf lunged forward only to have his path blocked by the small white wolf with feral determination.
As both wolves rolled into the floor upon the impact, sharp teeth sank into flesh causing the sour taste of blood taint his palate just a second before the pain of sharp claws ripping through his chest made him growl in pain. But the wolf didn’t back down, even at the overpowering strength of his opponent, Caleb attacked again savagely with teeth and claw ripping through fur and flesh.
It was then, in the heat of the battle that his eyes moved to Jessie and he saw the other wolf bite her arm and the concern caused him to lose his edge as he tried to move away from his opponent to help her, giving the brown wolf the opportunity to take a chunk of his exposed flank.
With a fierce howl, his eyes turned red. Everything in his sight became red as Caleb sank into a surge of frenzied savagery, that had him tearing away his opponent piece by piece in a vicious and terrifying display until he was covered in blood and standing over nothing more than an unmoving mass and howling like a maddened wolf, a truly savage beast.
Slowly, the savagery receded when he caught the scent of another’s blood and turned his attention back to the huntress to see the bracer in his arm under the ripped cloth of her forearm where the wolf had bitten her. Smart girl…he thought and breathed in relief noticing the still figure at her feet and the bloody silver knife in her hands.
In a flash, a transformation took place, the bloodied figure of a wolf turned in the bloodied form of a man. With a grin on his lips, Caleb looked at the huntress. “Well, that was fun… can we do that again?”
It was with a laugh before the groan of pain that he fell to his knees, moving his hand to his bleeding stomach and the exposed bone where flesh should be. “Ok…maybe you should give me a minute or two before I can handle that much fun again.”
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Jessie Coulter ♬
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Hunter The YOUNGER Coulter twin who's hell on wheels. She's feisty and she's beautiful, but beware boys: she's got a devilish Winchester hot on her heels, and he's not taking 'no' for an answer!
Shes a rebel, shes a saint. Shes the salt of the earth and she is dangerous!
Posts: 459
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Post by Jessie Coulter ♬ on Nov 19, 2009 9:26:33 GMT -5
As suddenly as the attack started, it was over. Breathing heavy and still running hot on adrenaline, it took a moment for Jess to come down from the high she was on. As the energy and tension left her body, she became aware of a hot stinging in her left arm. Glancing downwards, she hissed in disgust as she took in the long, wicked claw marks.
"Well hell... guess its better than a bite!" she spat before moving to wipe the blood on her knife off on the grass nearby.
Keeping her eyes carefully averted from the carcass of the other wolf, she turned her gaze on Caleb as he approached. Her brows arched as she took in the savage wound to his flank .
"Damn boy.... You getting slow in your old age or what?" she asked before moving to examine the wounds. "Thats going to need stitchs. You better come back to Sibeals with me and let one of us doctor you up. Shifter or no... Thats gonna hurt awhile." she declared with a grimace.
Then, leaning back on her heels, she meet his eyes.
"What the hell were you doing out here anyways, Caleb?"
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Post by cale on Nov 22, 2009 7:46:03 GMT -5
Now that was a great spot of mindless violence, Caleb doubted he would ever be unable to find joy in it, to let loose the savage beast inside him and rely only on his instincts to overcome someone bigger and stronger than him. Not to mention that it was a great way to burn some calories. From the chunk that the other wolf had taken out of him, he believed he might have lost a pound or two anyways.
"Damn boy.... You getting slow in your old age or what?"
Caleb gave a laugh at her remark before pushing himself up. “Guess so,” he told her, or maybe it was his concern for her that had affected him like this. The first time he had saw her, it had stirred something in the beast within him and he cared for her, the idea of her been hurt had been enough to make him lower his guard.
Pushing the pain back, he nodded when she told him to go back with her to Sibeal’s place to patch him up. “Let me collect my clothes first, I don’t think Sibeal will appreciate a naked guy leaking blood all over her carpet.”
"What the hell were you doing out here anyways, Caleb?"
Her question had him glancing back at her just as he collected his pants from the floor. “I’m watching out for you. I saw the look on your face when you left the Den, you were ready to kill someone and I don’t want to see you hurt.”
Ok…if she was still as mad as she had been back at the Den, he wouldn’t be surprised if she’d punch him for it, but if she did that was something that he would have to live with, because it would be a shame if she was little more than a red stain in the sidewalk like the wolf he had just fought…yeah, it wasn’t a pretty sight. And the fact Jessie hadn’t run away from him screaming make him like her even further.
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