| rdfs:comment | - Bete Noir (no real name known) is a member of the New York Chapter of the Grand Hall of Sinister Wisdom. She's one of the trio that attempts to capture The Angel of Hell's Kitchen. Bete Noir pulled her cigarette from her mouth, let out a plume of smoke and copped a pose that was perfectly suited for her punkish outfit. Still, she looked to be a tad old for the look, in her early thirties, an almost-but-not-quite over-the-hill hipster who hadn’t caught on that she’d hung around too long. She clumped up the stair with as much grace as her tatty leather miniskirt and Doc Martin boots would let her. “If you gotta know,” she said in a high-pitched nasal whine, “It SUCKED! I tried the subway- Nuthin’! I tried the bus- Bupkiss! I hadda stand in line at the DMV for TWO fuckin’ HOURS, pissin’ on ev
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| abstract | - Bete Noir (no real name known) is a member of the New York Chapter of the Grand Hall of Sinister Wisdom. She's one of the trio that attempts to capture The Angel of Hell's Kitchen. Bete Noir pulled her cigarette from her mouth, let out a plume of smoke and copped a pose that was perfectly suited for her punkish outfit. Still, she looked to be a tad old for the look, in her early thirties, an almost-but-not-quite over-the-hill hipster who hadn’t caught on that she’d hung around too long. She clumped up the stair with as much grace as her tatty leather miniskirt and Doc Martin boots would let her. “If you gotta know,” she said in a high-pitched nasal whine, “It SUCKED! I tried the subway- Nuthin’! I tried the bus- Bupkiss! I hadda stand in line at the DMV for TWO fuckin’ HOURS, pissin’ on everyone, just to get a rise outta anyone! What the FUCK is happenin’ to New York?” Bete Noir was a psychic vampire, one who fed on the ‘bad vibes’ created by foul moods, dark emotions, and bad attitude. Bete Noir could build up a more powerful charge of dark energy just walking down a New York street, than many mages could directly tapping into a ley line. What kept Bete near the bottom of the heap in the Hall was that she was a flake, and everyone knew it. Almost anyone could wheedle a huge charge of dark energy out of her and repay her with the mystic equivalent of chump change.
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