littlewilly
05-22-2008, 04:47 AM
Roselyn Purnell. age 16. long black hair, blue eyes, skinny
Edinburgh, Scotland
7th Sept 1988 - 2nd June 1990
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FIRST MEETING
He was a Watcher. Well, at least he looked like a Watcher.
Middle aged, overweight with a tweed jacket.
He had been watching her.
''Roselyn Purnell?''.
He was met with a surprised but telling look.
''It's alright Roselyn, there's nothing to worry about, my name is Mr Jarman... Mr
Jonathan Jarman''.
The girl was obviously uneasy, didn't know what to say or how she should react.
''I know this must seem very odd, but you have to listen to what i have to say''
Mr Jarman, being a very judgemental man, had already read this book by its cover
and decided this unconfident and quiet girl was a bad choice of slayer.
And the poor girl had not even uttered a word to him yet.
''What is it'' she nervously said, almost whispering.
He quickly explained the destiny situation to her.
She was tongue twisted, perplexed, all she could mutter was ''i have to be somewhere''
as she turned and pretty much ran away.
''ROSELYN....WAIT''.
No chance, she was quite panicked at what just happened and one things for certain,
she sure as hell didn't believe one word he said, dreams or no dreams.
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[knock knock]
''Hey Donna''
''Hey Roselyn, come in''
''Is your mum home D?''
''No, shes working ton..''
Roselyn butts in ''You ain't gonna believe what happened on my way over here''.
''What happened?''
''This weirdo came up to me and...''
So Roselyn told her best friend what had happened, and although she was still a bit shaken, they ended up just laughing about it. After deciding she wouldn't tell her mum,
they just did what they usually done and stayed in, listening to rock music and, because both friends were shy and easy targets for bullies, talked about their problems at school.
They talked into the night and never mentioned that 'weirdo' again.
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'Its the only way' Mr Jarman thought to himself, lifting the kettle to fill for a cup of tea.
'There is no way she will listen to you, I'm going to have to prove it to her, make her see'
''...slayers ...vampires, I wouldn't believe it either'' he said aloud as he accidentally pulled
the handle off the tap.
''DAMN, i hate this flat, the council had BETTER get me somewhere soon''.
That night he went out to set his plan in motion.
A simple plan really. All he needed was a tranquillizer gun.
Three days had passed and while walking to her house with Donna, Roselyn couldn't
stop thinking about Mr Jarman and what he had said.
''you're not seriously saying you believe him are you?''
''No, but, its just weird how he knew my name AND about the dreams. How could
he know about the dreams?''
''Yeah well, you haven't seen him since Wednesday, you'll probably never see
him ag...''
Both girls froze, stopped in their tracks.
Donna didn't even need to look at Roselyn.
''Is that him?'' she muttered under her breath.
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(to be continued)
Edinburgh, Scotland
7th Sept 1988 - 2nd June 1990
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FIRST MEETING
He was a Watcher. Well, at least he looked like a Watcher.
Middle aged, overweight with a tweed jacket.
He had been watching her.
''Roselyn Purnell?''.
He was met with a surprised but telling look.
''It's alright Roselyn, there's nothing to worry about, my name is Mr Jarman... Mr
Jonathan Jarman''.
The girl was obviously uneasy, didn't know what to say or how she should react.
''I know this must seem very odd, but you have to listen to what i have to say''
Mr Jarman, being a very judgemental man, had already read this book by its cover
and decided this unconfident and quiet girl was a bad choice of slayer.
And the poor girl had not even uttered a word to him yet.
''What is it'' she nervously said, almost whispering.
He quickly explained the destiny situation to her.
She was tongue twisted, perplexed, all she could mutter was ''i have to be somewhere''
as she turned and pretty much ran away.
''ROSELYN....WAIT''.
No chance, she was quite panicked at what just happened and one things for certain,
she sure as hell didn't believe one word he said, dreams or no dreams.
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[knock knock]
''Hey Donna''
''Hey Roselyn, come in''
''Is your mum home D?''
''No, shes working ton..''
Roselyn butts in ''You ain't gonna believe what happened on my way over here''.
''What happened?''
''This weirdo came up to me and...''
So Roselyn told her best friend what had happened, and although she was still a bit shaken, they ended up just laughing about it. After deciding she wouldn't tell her mum,
they just did what they usually done and stayed in, listening to rock music and, because both friends were shy and easy targets for bullies, talked about their problems at school.
They talked into the night and never mentioned that 'weirdo' again.
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'Its the only way' Mr Jarman thought to himself, lifting the kettle to fill for a cup of tea.
'There is no way she will listen to you, I'm going to have to prove it to her, make her see'
''...slayers ...vampires, I wouldn't believe it either'' he said aloud as he accidentally pulled
the handle off the tap.
''DAMN, i hate this flat, the council had BETTER get me somewhere soon''.
That night he went out to set his plan in motion.
A simple plan really. All he needed was a tranquillizer gun.
Three days had passed and while walking to her house with Donna, Roselyn couldn't
stop thinking about Mr Jarman and what he had said.
''you're not seriously saying you believe him are you?''
''No, but, its just weird how he knew my name AND about the dreams. How could
he know about the dreams?''
''Yeah well, you haven't seen him since Wednesday, you'll probably never see
him ag...''
Both girls froze, stopped in their tracks.
Donna didn't even need to look at Roselyn.
''Is that him?'' she muttered under her breath.
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(to be continued)