Typical Evil (Isabella)

[Rachelle Halliwell-Turner]

Rachelle walked past a few of the stalls, filled with many things that all had one thing in common; dark magic. A few people were accustomed to her face by now, possibly because she had been here quite a few times since she had came from the future. She easily grew bored here though. It was always the same things. Cursed objects, athemes, powers even but she had seen it all. Her dark eyes was drawn to a little black bottle though. Typical was the first word that came to her mind. To put a potion in a black bottle...obviously it was some sort of dark magic. Still, her instinct told her not to ignore it.

A male demon, probably over a century from his appearance gave her a crooked smile. "What is this?" she asked him.

"Pure evil," he replied crispily, effectively.

"I'll take it," she said.

"That one costs alot," he said, his grin widening.

"I said I'd take it...not buy it," she told him sweetly, and raising a hand froze his heart alone. In a short time he would die, as the body needed the heart to function. It was one of her easiest ways of killing. She picked it up and turned to leave.

[Isabella Somane]

Isabella walked past stalls of weapons and powers and potions. She tried to be careful not to let the powers seduce her too much. As she walked she had her hood over her head not that kept any attention away from her. As her hair was let down loose into curls they poked out making it obvious she was a woman and her height was quite over average.

She stopped when she seemed to see a familiar friend. Isabella wasn't too sure why she was familiar, though, so she stopped and watched. The girl was killing the stall owner to get the bottle of pure evil. Not that it showed how she killed him exactly but it was obvious. They were in the devil's market.

Isabella wasn't quite sure why she was there. She had money of-course but she didn't want to buy anything. Maybe just because she didn't want to see any good people and although it wouldn't surprise her if there were some, she knew she'd find more evil than good. Walking up to Rachelle she clucked her tongue and in a quiet voice said, "I don't see why it's necessary for a demon to buy pure evil, or bottle it for that matter. Waste of a kill if you ask me."

[Rachelle Halliwell-Turner]

Rachelle saw a girl approach her and disapprove of her buying it. Well Rachelle hadn't bought it, but she knew what the girl had meant. "It's not literally evil bottled....well I guess it is, but it is in the formation of a potion, which is why it's in a bottle," she explained. "I'm guessing it kills any good." She wasn't surprised, really, that a stranger had approached her with a comment. People in Devil's Market did that except most of the time it was outright insults, and one ended up killing the other.

She wondered if she should tell the girl why it was necessary for her to buy it. She didn't see any harm in it, and she would seem like an idiot if she didn't anyway. It didn't make sense for a demon to buy evil. "My good side has been acting up too much lately," she told her. She noticed then the girl was taller than her the girl was and for some reason, that seemed to trigger her Cryokinesis and the temperature around both of them suddenly dropped alarmingly as it got cold.

[Isabella Somane]

At Rachelle's explenation Isabella shrugged. Sure it was the details that made all the difference but not those kinds of details. When Rachelle said that her evil side was acting up Isabella simply said, "Ah...I see." Her voice sounded almost patronizing because the truth was that she didn't care. She had merely asked because she thought it was odd that someone would have to pay money to be pure evil.

As she looked closer at the girl she saw again a striking resemblance to Derek. Actually, she was closer than Keira had been, not that she didn't look like Keira either. She was about to ask her if she was in a Halliwell but that wasn't a smart idea. If a demon over heard and Rachelle did happen to be a Halliwell it wouldn't be good news for her.

"You have a witch side?" Isabella asked in a lowered voice. Sure, that wasn't safe either. If you thought about it though it wasn't as bad to have witch blood as long as you didn't have Halliwell blood. At the moment, though, Isabella had no idea which category Rachelle fell into.

[Rachelle Halliwell-Turner]

Rachelle was too busy trying to figure out how to return the temperature to normal to notice or even care how Isabella's tone sounded. She noticed as Isabella lowered her voice and it suddenly struck her as how careless she had been before to say that so loudly. It didn't matter anyway...she could shut up whoever had heard if she wanted, it was as simple as a thermal ball. Still, she had to be more careful. "Yes, I do," she said shortly, lowering her voice as well.

She wasn't about to tell a complete and total stranger that she was a Halliwell, when she only person she had told herself was Roxanne. Well her god damn 'father' Cole had talked freely about it in Devil's Market before and Raine had eavesdropped and it didn't surprise her when more people knew. Cole had also let out that Phoebe was pregnant, which again was stupid of him.

[Isabella Somane]

At her answer Isabella felt slightly disappointed. Then again, what demon, or half demon, in their right minds would spill that they were a Halliwell in front of a demon? That was when Isabella finally felt the cold and wrinkled her nose lightly in annoyment. Isabella detested the cold, having solarkinesis powers that was only normal. Although she did wonder if it was just the temperature in the market or if someone was creating the cold Isabella still went and concetrated on making it warmer. Honestly, if it was someone creating the cold, Isabella didn't give a damn, the cold usually made her powers weaker which was strange enough since she could make ice walls.

Isabella so far was already starting to lose interest in the girl. It didn't look like she was up to anything interesting. Sure, she had killed to steal a potion but that wasn't particularly different around here. If demons didn't want to pay the price the killed the item owner. It disgusted Isabella now but she had gotten used to it when she was younger and had come with her parents. Demons killing each other just wasn't any different to Isabella no matter how much she had hated her old lifestyle.

Finally, she looked back at the girl. Isabella had after all started a concersation with er although she really had no business doing so. She couldn't be all that bad if she had to buy a potion to keep her witch side under control although Isabella knew not to let that be her whole appearance; Derek had seemed alright too.

"You looking for anything particularly interesting around here...besides the potion, that is?" asked Isabella not really interested. You couldn't tell by her expression that was unemotional but by her voice that she hadn't bothered to add excitement too.

[Rachelle Halliwell-Turner]

Rachelle realized the air getting warmer, and she knew it wasn't her that was doing it. Either way, she didn't mind. It was what she had wanted after all. She stayed silent and waited for Isabella to speak. It was probably the most boring person she had met in Devil's Market so far. First she approached Rachelle and said it was a waste to buy evil, and then she asked if Rachelle was half witch.

"Not really," she said truthfully, pocketing the bottle she had bought. "Why did you approach me by the way?" she asked. Well it had been because Isabella thought Rachelle had looked like a 'familiar friend' but Rachelle didn't know that.