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Category:
Paranormal/Supernatural › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
851
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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'Liz O'Connell'
'Liz O'Connell' doesn't have a birth certificate, or a social security number, or a drivers license that wasn't made in Ampersand's basement. 'Liz O'Connell' existed only in white lies and forged papers, in the splash of whiskey on glass and the curl of acrid smoke in bars. If a hunter knows her, it's by that name; if they don't, then they aren't worth knowing.
'Liz O'Connell' wouldn't exist if it weren't for Marie. If she'd've known that 'Liz O'Connell' would, for all intents and purposes, become her name, she would've chosen a better one. She'd always, always hated the name Liz, and O'Connell was the name of the adventurer in The Mummy movie (she can still quote it line by line). Simple, basic, and reeking of all the tricks she used for creating a fake name; but what's past is past, and 'Liz O'Connell' is her name now.
Liz doesn't look like she used to. Even without the dreds, or Morrígna's mark, or even the damn scar, she looks different. Is different. She's thinner, more gaunt; her nose has been broken at least twice; her eyes, though, they've changed the most. She ran into her first girlfriend once, up on the East Coast, and the girl walked right past her without a second glance.
Liz isn't the girl she used to be. She fucks and gets fucked, she can out drink half the guys (and girls) she knows, and she can kill a man or a beast without flinching. It's not like she was a goody-two-shoes or anything; she'd always done what she wanted. She just blends better now. The drinking, the poker, the fights; Liz's just another hunter, just another piece of trash.
Only three people (and she's using 'people' very loosely) know who Liz really is; Ampersand, Carey, and Nox. Nox knows because of what she is, Ampersand figured it out all on her own, and Carey knows because she listened as Liz cried her eyes out after the run-in on the East Coast and held her hair back when she lost it in the alleyway behind the bar. Sometimes, Liz finds it real fucking funny that she gets her first true-blue friend while living a lie.
Liz might not've been born 'Liz O'Connell', hunter, mother, and Morrígna-marked, but she is now. She could go back, of course, but really, what's the fun in that?
AN: Written 08.07.06
The spelling on Liz's last name has changed several times. This is the definite one.
Good Goddamn, but I need to write more.
'Liz O'Connell' wouldn't exist if it weren't for Marie. If she'd've known that 'Liz O'Connell' would, for all intents and purposes, become her name, she would've chosen a better one. She'd always, always hated the name Liz, and O'Connell was the name of the adventurer in The Mummy movie (she can still quote it line by line). Simple, basic, and reeking of all the tricks she used for creating a fake name; but what's past is past, and 'Liz O'Connell' is her name now.
Liz doesn't look like she used to. Even without the dreds, or Morrígna's mark, or even the damn scar, she looks different. Is different. She's thinner, more gaunt; her nose has been broken at least twice; her eyes, though, they've changed the most. She ran into her first girlfriend once, up on the East Coast, and the girl walked right past her without a second glance.
Liz isn't the girl she used to be. She fucks and gets fucked, she can out drink half the guys (and girls) she knows, and she can kill a man or a beast without flinching. It's not like she was a goody-two-shoes or anything; she'd always done what she wanted. She just blends better now. The drinking, the poker, the fights; Liz's just another hunter, just another piece of trash.
Only three people (and she's using 'people' very loosely) know who Liz really is; Ampersand, Carey, and Nox. Nox knows because of what she is, Ampersand figured it out all on her own, and Carey knows because she listened as Liz cried her eyes out after the run-in on the East Coast and held her hair back when she lost it in the alleyway behind the bar. Sometimes, Liz finds it real fucking funny that she gets her first true-blue friend while living a lie.
Liz might not've been born 'Liz O'Connell', hunter, mother, and Morrígna-marked, but she is now. She could go back, of course, but really, what's the fun in that?
AN: Written 08.07.06
The spelling on Liz's last name has changed several times. This is the definite one.
Good Goddamn, but I need to write more.