Training (Waiting for more slayers...hint hint)

[Caitlyn Summers]

Caitlyn was in slayer HQ, going over activity to check out and systematically checking for liars, cheats or spies in her ranks. Her aunt Nell was upstairs discussing last's night's noise with a neighbourhood watch officer. Last night a gang of outlaw leeches had tried to get in...only to be discovered and staked before they could find their way in.

Cait smirked. She loved seeing the look of agony of the parasite's faces before they withered and turned into a pile of bones and burned flesh. It reminded her of the pain her parents and uncle must have gone through when they had been mutilated to the extent they had been discovered in. Her third in command was giving an utterly boring lecture on secrecy, and she felt her attention waver. What she really wanted to do was get out of here and find a fight somewhere. Leech or not, she wanted to attack something, to let out her rage and frustration.

[Lillian Thoreaux]

Lillian walked through the door mumbleing to herself about things pissed that she hadn't killed a Vampire since last night she needed to see the pain in their faces like she saw the pain in the faces of her little sisters.

When she walked in she noticed Caitlyn"Oh Hey Cait" she said with a sigh as she sat in a chair"

[Caitlyn Summers]

Caitlyn looked up, a savage smirk still on her face. "Oh hey Lilly. Thank god you're here. I'm practically pissing myself with boredom here!" she whispered, exaggerating on rolling her eyes. "Wanna go kick some punchbag ass? And maybe the real thing later?" she muttered, leaving the rest of the slayers to discuss secrecy. Not her problem what her aunt Nell messed up on.

[Lillian Thoreaux]

Lillian nodded smirking"Gladly" she said bringing one of there punching bags down that hung off the cieling"To bad thses things don't scream in pain like the real thing" she said jumping in the air and kicking it off the rope causing it to fly across the room and burst sand going everywhere" Well at least there is dust" she added bringing another one down thinking what Caits aunt Nell Would say about the mess

[Caitlyn Summers]

Cait smirked. "Yuh huh. I've been needing to stake something all day..." she trailed off, crossing her arms at the wrist and plunging two daggers into the punchbag behind her, leaving puncture marks not unlike those of fangs. "This kitten has claws..." she muttered. It was what she said just as any vampire she staked withered. It was a symbol of how she had been an innocent kitten, and her innocence had been lost that night. She had never seen blood or guts before...but they covered the walls that night.