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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 12, 2013 8:00:09 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: It had started out to be a nice, slightly overcast day, which was why Alex had leashed Gus and loaded him into the Benz, to take him to the park. Yes, he had a back yard to roam, but a back yard could not compare to six hundred acres of woods and grass. Plus there were squirrels and Gus loved to chase squirrels. Most people steered clear of the behemoth dog, but others were just curious and for once, Alex didn't have to worry about fan girls mobbing him. No, they mobbed Gus instead. The usual questions arose: How much does he weigh? Has he stopped growing? And from the younger kids: Can I ride him? The answer to that one was always a polite, No, but you can pet him. In between mobs of girls and kids, Alex and Gus played with his basket ball. Alex would throw it, Gus would bring it in all it's slobbery mess, back to him. Wash, rinse, repeat...
DvIsBane: Observation was a large key in the smaller hole of existance. Sitting atop a tree those golden orbs watched in fascination as man and dog played like it was nothing more than a normal day. For most it was, and for others they created mayhem themselves. Legs swung back and forth lightly, those ballet slippers both intact this time, even the dress of white and gold seemed befitting, fingertips pressed against the live trunk, but she didn't move to bother him, nor speak to him. Gus was an amazing creature, one that she prefered ten fold over Thumpy so it would seem. In the grand scheme of things, even doomsday could wait and death could be held off right? -e-
And So She Fell: She'd been out most of the night walking, or wandering as it was. The park was often quiet and a peaceful place for her to think. Tela was running fine, and it gave her the freedom to wait it all out. Even in this world, she seemed to stand out, it could have been the way she carried herself. Whatever it was, she didn't think about it, she simply went on about her wandering. All things worked out the way they were supposed to be and today would not be an exception. The man playing with is dog looked very familiar, she knew his face, the name would come sooner or later. The woman watching the man was not known, but all things play out. For now she crouched down by a tree to watch what was generally going on. *
Alex Vipond: Alex was wrestling the ball from Gus who decided he didn't want to give it up so easily. A tug of war ensued, man and beast each pulling, leaning into the pull, trying to gain control of the ball. Alex couldn't stifle a laugh as the ball, or rather what was left of it - it would never hold air again, slipped from his hands and Gus took off. The dog had gone perhaps twenty or thirty feet before he looked back at Alex to make sure he was going to be chased. Alex started after him, and Gus took off again. Who needed a personal trainer when you had an English Mastiff?
DvIsBane: Nostrils flaired as she tried to contain the oddest little tinkering of a laugh. Shifting a bit she'd let feet touch a lower branch, crouch and then sit once more. Head canting only once at the confusion of the joy between such non sense. Sol was ready to go home, be home... Home... It yearned and ached within her. Things here were far to different and the happiness that could be found in simplicity a scary notion. It had made her start to question certain things. Things forbidden to her kind. Gold flashed to red and then back, mellowing out to a beautiful sky blue. That was something one didn't see everyday. Oh Sol knew he was being watched by another, the confusing part was why she had become scrutinized too. -e-
And So She Fell: Gus reminded her of the hell hound which she called Moses. When the beast took off, she stood up and made sure to get out of the way. One to many times she'd been tackled, licked and almost suffocated due to the sheer size of the beast. Moses was almost the size of a horse, with the massive grey head. Pushing up, she quickly made her way to a nearby table with a good size stick she picked up when crouched down. If she were a betting woman, her money would be on Gus to wear him out. *
Alex Vipond: As the perpetual seeming rain started to fall, neither Alex, nor Gus seemed phased. They'd more than gotten used to the water that constantly fell from the sky. It did make footing a bit more slick, however, and Alex slid as Gus turned, landing on his ass in the wet grass. He shoved himself up and took off again, chasing the dog at just enough distance to keep Gus interested without getting too close and making him want to dig deep and take off. When Gus headed for the trees though, Alex knew he'd have to close that gap and kicked it up a notch. Maybe Gus was looking to get out of the rain or maybe he'd seen a squirrel but suddenly he was all out running, the deflated basketball dropped in his eagerness of the pursuit. "Fuck..." Alex muttered, then called out, "Gus!"
DvIsBane: Gus's pursuit had startled up quite a few squirrels that now sought shelter higher in the trees. Quickly she darted up another branch once more. Not sure if Gus had seen or noticed her, or if he had seen the woman with the stick. It was a fifty-fifty shot all the way around. One that she was not willing to put money on no matter the odds. Sol's purpose wasn't to ruin Alex's day which often it was. Settled once more she'd frown and wait to either have a barking bellowing beast beneath her, or one that was running for the grander prize of a stick. –
And So She Fell: The canopy of trees blocked a little of the rain where she walked. A quick glance over her shoulder to see the monster beast train running in this general direction. She whistled and then hurled the stick in the opposite way, unsure of Gus wanted it or not, likely not since she knew the look -- that look. Obession with mastiffs, the pig headed determination to get what they want. Whatever way the beast was going, she ran toward the cement table and climbed on top. It's not that she minded mud, it was the drool that was a little more than she wanted to risk. *
Alex Vipond: Squirrel, another squirrel, OOOH, Stick! And Gus did a ninety degree turn in the direction of the thrown stick, which left Alex trying the same maneuver, on a damp, leaf riddled forest floor. His feet slid out from under him and he went down. Gus retrieved the stick and headed back the way he'd come, barreling right toward Alex, and over him. Don't be ridiculous, of course he stepped on Alex on the way by. Alex rolled to his side, gasping for air as the pain shot up into his gut.
DvIsBane: Blinking rapidly Sol dropped from the trees without though, those slippers never touching the ground, or rather never making it seem that way. Shifting a bit she'd frown and let the rain beat down on her though there was no need for such. " Alex.... are you okay?" Murmured softly.. Worry etching the lines of her brow. To no avail she couldn't understand that the dog didnt mean to do it, it was simply a very happy dog. -e-
And So She Fell: Thankfully the stick stopped Gus. Alex, on the other hand ... Ella laughed out, there's no hiding her amusement as the whole thing went down. The lovely lady asked after him, so she kept to herself as the laughter faded. Gus so reminded her of her Moses. It was good to watch. *
Alex Vipond: "I'm fine...." the words were gasped out, even as Gus stopped to look from the picnic table, and the woman who had thrown the stick who was on it, to Dad, to the picnic table, to Dad.... Which way to go? Finally Gus dropped the stick and moved back to Alex, who was, for the record, looking like he'd swallowed something that didn't agree with him and would come back up at a fast rate at any moment. The situation wasn't helped when Gus started slobbering all over Alex's face to make it better.
DvIsBane: "Oh.." Looking at Gus she gave a gentled smile before shrugging and turning, the trail being found easily. He seemed to be having a family day as she had said doomsday could wait. Unwrapping her right hand she'd settle her body in a crouch, gently brushing her fingertips over a dead bird. The moment she stood and rewrapped her hand the dove took flight. Smile touched to lips and she was headed away from the society that seemed to love thy brethern in a way that even HE would be proud, should he choose to turn his shoulder and take a peek. That's all she needed was one peak and she could leave this place. Finding the kids area a swing was utilized, settling into it, eyes to the raining skies above. Seeing beyond that. -e-
And So She Fell: Tackle and slobber! It was the mastiff's best defense, except for the wrinkles, that was a cute factor all on its own. She didn't mind being wet, in this city she ended up being wet most of the time anyway. When the dove flew, all evidence of amusement gone. Death and life struggled in the same space, she thought to do something about it, but nothing. Sliding off of the bench she stood there waiting for a second. Alex had his mud bath and a drool facial, his day should be looking up from there. A quick glance around the park, being aware is key. *
Alex Vipond: Rolling to his back, Alex more or less pinned Gus to him, the massive head resting on his chest as he scruffed the dog's ears, anything to get him off of his face and keep those paws away from his nuts. One injury a day was more than enough. He'd managed not to puke but his stomach still roiled and he was sweating, despite the coolness of the day. When the pain abated enough for him to get up without too much incident, he let go of Gus and rolled, pushing himself up from the ground, pausing mid-rise to make certain he was, in fact, not going to puke, and then he straightened. He was covered in leaves and dirt and mud, and started brushing himself off. "Where's the ball, Gus?" Gus looked at him with a cant of head, then back out toward the clearing and took off after dead ball number 2,397.
And So She Fell: As Gus ran off for the ball, Ella turned back to Alex and nodded from that distance. "It helps to give him a signal to stop. It's months of training, but it helps with your current condition:" She moved forward a little, but not much closer. "I have one similar to your beast."
Alex Vipond: "He's usually better behaved." Alex was still brushing himself off, then he wiped his hands on the ass of his jeans, not once thinking about the seat of his car. That thought would come later. "He just gets excited. Squirrels..." he shrugged, then drew in a slow breath, letting it out even more slowly.
DvIsBane: Stopping the swing she blinked looking around her. Another dead bird lay not to far away. Slipping from where she sat she let it lay there. One had been simple enough and she restored it because it was a sign of loyalty and beauty. This was a crow, bring a flock and you have a murder. Moving back towards Alex those eyes darted to the woman, the dog and the trees. "Pretty night. " was all she said, leaning into the tree that offered her its support. -e-
Alex Vipond: "It will be." Alex nodded, then clapped his hands for Gus, who trotted over with the ball and dropped it at his feet. Gus was, of course, ready to start over again. Alex still was not certain as to whether or not he was going to puke.
And So She Fell: "I do not doubt he is well behaved, I simple mean a signal you can give him to stop from running to tackle you. Though you went down gracefully.." She started laughing a little, and bent down to pick up another stick and waved to duo. *
Alex Vipond: "Oh sure. Nice slide in the slick floor. He would have cleared me completely, maybe, if I'd had any kind of luck at all." He gestured toward the dog, and then the general direction of the lot. "I think I may try and find what's left of my dignity."
DvIsBane: "Alex... There will be a box for you at your office. " With that she was just gone, yes she pulled one of those rare angel things that she never did. The memoirs of her being there just a trace of laughter, and the flight of the dove. -e-
And So She Fell: "Have a wonderful day." She waved and vanished through the trees. *
Alex Vipond: "A box?" Brows rose as he looked over at Sol, only to find her gone. He hated when they did that. Then the other chick was gone and Alex looked at Gus. "Women." He shrugged, and plucked up Gus's ball, tossing it into the clearing. Gus went after it and he went after Gus, and so they continued, all the way to the parking lot.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 13, 2013 19:50:30 GMT -8
A Blessed Devil: The park was not overly populated and that was what made it even more enjoyable. Though there were enough people about that it could make things interesting, should the interest arise. One man just happened to be sitting in the middle of the grass like it was nothing. Legs out in front of him, resting back on his hands and looking up at the sky like he had never seen stars before. Wilder man of blonde hair fairly tamed and tucked behind his ears, violet eyes cast skyward and wearing a dark gray suit with the jacket cast aside and burgundy and gray tie loosened. Well dressed man who was just casually hanging out, like he was waiting for someone to come along. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex pulled into the lot, pulling the keys as he popped his door open. Longer days meant for more time to enjoy the park, and Alex was taking advantage of that. Gus, fortunately rode quite well, and considering his size and weight, was a very good thing. No one wanted a hundred and fifty pound dog trying to climb into your lap while driving. Gus had the whole back seat to himself and he enjoyed having the room to stretch out, and stick his face out the window. Moving to the back door, Alex let Gus out, taking hold of his leash before grabbing the wasted basketball from the floorboard. Moving away from the car, Alex hit the lock button and set the alarm as he and Gus hit the path to the meadow. Once they reached the clearing, Alex let Gus off his leash and threw the ball. It was only then that he saw Lestat, sitting in the middle of the grassy area, as if basking in overcast. At least it wasn't raining at the moment. As Gus tore off after the ball, Alex moved toward the man in the suit. Lestat always was dressed. Alex was almost always in jeans and a t-shirt. For all their differences, there were similarities as well.
A Blessed Devil: He barely moved his head and yet his eyes were on Alex, his face took on less of a marble statue and somewhat more human. A wry smile came to his face as he looked from Alex to the dog. "This must be Gus, correct? How long it has been since I have had the pleasure of being around one of these magnificent creatures." He greeted his friend with a human gesture, handshake, and then he held out his hand for the dog to see if he would come. So many centuries ago, basking in the warmth of a fire with his mastiffs at his side, he had loved those dogs dearly. Most animals he had that effect on, even the German Shepherd that he had staked a claim to during his dreadful body swapping. "It is all right, Gus, you may approach," he urged, still holding his hand out and watching the massive dog. "What brings you out this evening?" he asked Alex casually, relaxed enough that most traces of his accent were gone. :::
Alex Vipond: "That would be correct." Alex nodded, then looked to Gus, who looked back and then Gus approached Lestat, dropping the slobbery basketball in his lap. Alex, closed his eyes, and shook his head, even as he bit back a chuckle. "I think he wants to play." At the question of what brought him out, he looked around the park. "Gotta take advantage of the not quite as wet days when and where you can." He chuckled. "Gus loves the park, though after yesterday I wasn't sure I was going to be able to appreciate it for a while." He paused and looked at Lestat. "My feet slipped out from under me, I went down, and Gus charged right across me chasing a squirrel." Or the woman with the stick, Alex still wasn't sure which. "Nutted me while I was down."
A Blessed Devil: The laughter was genuine if not a little stiff. he was still a bit unused to being around anyone lately that could make him laugh. "Made it feel like they were caught in your throat, did it not? I suppose to those who use them, that might make for uneventful bedroom activities." Then he shrugged, picking up the slobbery ball without a thought and giving it a toss. Hopefully the dog loved to run, he threw it a little farther than he intended but still within his eyesight. "I can still remember the way my own felt, how they stayed so close to me and provided their warmth. Such a long time ago." Wistful he was, but he was still enjoying himself. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex gave a double take, then realized he'd shifted back to the dogs, away from the topic of nuts. He cracked up at his initial reaction to Lestat's words, and then nodded. "Yes, I thought I was going to puke, and yes, Gus has been a great companion. I tend to be something of a loner, and for a good while, he was my sole companion. Now, Meghan and I have him and two cats."
A Blessed Devil: "And your Meghan is well? Does she enjoy having a pet menagerie in your home?" Meghan was another that he would not willingly invade her mind, simply because she was the wife of Alex and he would consider them both to be friends. "I was out enjoying the time myself. Not that it would have deterred me if it had been raining, but at least now I won't look like a homeless beggar with nowhere to go." He was going to enjoy the game of fetch, Gus could have easily removed a hand had he been human. :::
Alex Vipond: Gus was thoroughly enjoying himself and it showed. Alex smiled as Lestat asked about Meghan. "She's great. And yes, she enjoys the menagerie. The most recent addition is a little black kitten with bright blue eyes. Hers. She'd mentioned when we first started dating one that she'd wanted such a cat and we were able to find one at the shelter."
A Blessed Devil: "You did find it then? Wonderful. My home is quite large enough for a zoo but I have yet to bring an animal in. I would like to meet her someday, officially, just to speak to the one that has made all of the difference in your life." It was very doubtful that Lestat would ever connect with one as Alex had connected with his Meghan, still he believed that if it happened, he would feel it all the way inside. :::
Alex Vipond: "That we did." he nodded. "Friend of mine is going to be having a party soon. The band and I are going to play. Meghan of course will be there. You should come." Alex watched as Gus came trotting back with the basketball that would never again hold air. He had a tendency to do that to them.
A Blessed Devil: "Hmm, a party...it has been ages since I have been to a good party. This would be your friend with all of the tattoos?" he asked curiously, he had picked up on that, as if it had been an accident. "I think that I will accept your offer. Thank you for extending that, I would like to see your band up close." It was unlikely that any guests would be human, maybe if he were lucky the temptation would not be so great. Then the basketball was tossed again, he was so amused watching the large animal. :::
Alex Vipond: "One of them, yes." He knew a few women with Ink. Bren, Krystal, Sed, Arianna, Sol. Alex had more women friends than men, and those who worked for him, in some capacity or other, were all smoking hot. His CPA, Security, Lawyer, Insurance, and Ink specialist/admin assistant. It wasn't a deliberate thing, just how it happened to work out.
A Blessed Devil: "The women tend to flock to you, friend. And I know well the feeling. We both must have that animal magnetism about us." The thought was funny, he had picked it up from Alex without much digging. But the two didn't need to hide much from each other. Easily read of course, unless they chose to close themselves off. "Your vehicle, it is very fast. My own, it is one that needs to be explored more on open roads." He motioned off in the distance to that very sleek and metallic black Ferrari 458 Italia. "It was a night that called for driving instead of taking to the air." :::
Alex Vipond: "I have a few Ferrari's myself. I'm a fan. Spent a good deal of time in Italy and well, I got hooked. First one I ever bought, I have sitting in my garage. Bought her off the line in '62. I don't take her out much but one day when it's less ... wet, I think I will."
Guyver HellSpawn: It had been ages since he decided to take his two white cats out for a walk in the park or let alone anyone. It was a very rare sight to see in this day and age much like an old lady walking her pet pig. He had the two white cat breeds with him, one was a Turkish Angora and the other was a Tuxedo cat. He was rather fond of his pets in the same manner a human is with a pet dog or cat of their own. He had been very busy as of late and had neglected to give them attention even though cats usually need less of it then dogs, depending on the breed and mood of the feline. A glance was given to the night sky as he made his way into the park, letting his pets take the lead
A Blessed Devil: Lestat had been busy having a fun romping frolic with the large dog that had him dirty but he didn't care in the least. But Alex might hear a bit of rumbled growling that was not coming from his own pet. "There is one nearby, that: carries the scent of the female vampire," he spat out, his eyes would not leave the dog but he could hear and smell very well himself. Although trying to change the subject, he was not keen on a repeat performance. "Maybe one day soon you will show me this beautiful '62 Ferrari." :::
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled. "I will have to do that. I'm thinking I should bring the Range Rover up from Los Angeles. Would make going up into the mountains a lot easier. Save wear and tear on the Benz." Because face it, one: did not go off road in a Benz.
Guyver HellSpawn: Considering the primary scent Demetrius had on his constantly ,that of catnip and therefore by definition, felines as well. It would come to know surprise that he had cats or fancy the species as a whole. Despite this, many who knew him in his past , some in the present, where always still surprise at him being a ...pussy.. cat lover. Being of having little to no emotions in the past and unsavory behavior but then, that was rather expected of his kind as itwas of vampires and other creatures often peg as pure evil or expected to be nothing but. It was amusing the look of surprise neverthe less. He liked cats for many reasons and was not completly sure how and why that ever came about really. Right now, all that mattered was letting the kitties run around to chase squirrels or any other rodent that crosses their paths.
BIame The DeviI: Pretty soon thats not all whom would venture into the park. As of late the lovely Lilith had been busying herself with getting The Admirals Arms up to opening status. Which all in all was a great destraction from that metaphorical sense of being 'slapped cross the face' over last weeks run in with Lestat. Mind you it wasnt the reason why the young yet beautiful vampiress was here. Mind you she wasnt as obsessed as one would make her out to be.
A Blessed Devil: "Range Rover..luxury in its finest." He did love beautiful things after all and that vehicle was one that carried a certain power status along with it. Of course he would have more excellent vision as Alex surely would, the basketball was suspended in midair with his hand still gripping it and he was silently calling out to Alex to look to the creature that was walking his cats on leashes. "Perhaps my eyes deceive me, or am I witnessing this correctly? Is this habit, to put leashes on the feline variety?' :::
Alex Vipond: Alex looked over and studied the dude with the cats on leashes and his lips pursed as he contemplated it. "Not where I'm from. Siegfried and Roy don't even do that and they got a lot more pussy to deal with."
BIame The DeviI: The only reason why she was here was because Demetrius had made a appearence.Whom she would be stalking quite skillfully right about now. Trying to be sneaky yes as to surprise him even though she knew very well he might know all along she was near she traveled in shadows, her form totally concealed from the naked eye. She`d wait till she got dangerously close before stepping out to grab him from behind. Pulling him by the waist towards her before letting out a playful growl as she roughly nipped at his neck. Hard enough to feel the tips of those sharp ivory fangs scrape teasingly at the soft warm flesh. Not enough to break it. Little pur rumbled in her throat as jaws released him bringing her lips just inches away from his ear to whisper. " Boo..."
Guyver HellSpawn: At one time he did think it was cute to put a leash on his pets when they were new born kittens. Given the fact they were older now and trained, he never bothered to walk them on leashes as he liked them to run free. They know who their master was, who fed them, gave them toys, and basically spoil them rotten. When he had fully entered the park, he gave a command and his two cat ran off to go play in the grass, un tethered to his person. : A careful gaze was given as he slighty turned his head around, feeling those nips at the flesh of his neck. Very little surprised him anymore much less anything that made others flench. A soft smilewas given as he looked to his Lilith." It has just now occurred to me my pet, that you have never met my two cats have you. Though I have had no visitors for a very long time due to....Renovations"
A Blessed Devil: The two were paying no more attention to Alex and Lestat, but he finally dropped the ball and reached out to lovingly scratch the dog's head behind his ears. There was a stiffening to his body, just like a pristine marble statue that was very nicely dressed and he knew that she was close. He had promised that he would see her again, and he might not take so kindly to her the next time. "Alex, my friend, she is near. Could you be a gentleman and speak to me of something more positive before I decide to make her a meal?" :::
Alex Vipond: Well, when something is walked like an old lady's pet pig, one would expect it on a leash. Alex looked at Lestat and chuckled. "I saw a funny clip posted on Facebook about people bitching over the NSA snooping into everyone’s privacy when they tell the world every step of their day, every day, through twitter, Facebook, Google, Pheed, et al." He smirked. "I found it funny, even though I don't agree with the snooping." Because he sure as hell didn't want them tracking his narrow ass.
BIame The DeviI: Little spark was picked up by the sense of tension that reigned about the place. Oh she had noted Lestat was here yet it`d be ignored just for now as she nuzzled into Demetrius neck. Inhaling deeply to let his scent assault her while relishing in the little thrill. " No I wasnt aware you even owned cats, " she coo`d momentarily letting him go to walk towards the playing beasties. Once she got close to one she`d beckon it with a couple soft smooching sound Only to crouch down once she got its attention, reaching out her fingers scratched lightly just under its chin. Loving the sounds of its adorable little purs to her affection, " Arent they just precious. What are their names? " she`d ask. Turning her gaze back to Demetrius as a wicked smirk came to play.
Guyver HellSpawn: "None ever do, I never give off the impression beside the smell but that could easily be blamed on living next to an old lady with a house full of cats. Tygrus and Tygra. Tygrus named of a catman creature in a batman episode Tyger Tyger I think. Catwoman gets kidnap by an ape man taken to some island where a mad doctor scientist turns her into a real catwoman to be a companion for Tygrus. Rather poetic I think for her. Tygra I blame Thunder cats for that. I always though that female cat warrior girl, Tygra was rather nice lloking, hot or appealing one could say, for a feline. Human may call it a furry fetish though I looked at her the same as I would a werepanther woman or any other feline shifter female for that matter. Not two big a difference between the two save for a few things, overall both catwomen. I told you before I have odd exotic tastes so do not act surprised by this."
A Blessed Devil: Lestat was amused by the conversation that the two were having, he wondered for a moment if Alex was picking up on it as well but if so, then he wasn't showing it. "I do believe that I would be bored with the chase tonight, Alex. It would be so simple that it would not provide me with any real entertainment. Your story did serve it's purpose though, I do not understand the complaint of those who choose to announce their personal lives to the masses as they crave attention, yet they want no one to comment or, as you said, spy." :::
Alex Vipond: Frankly, nothing surprised him any more. You see one dude in a whore house wearing a rubber glove on his head and nothing else, and walking up to people he doesn't know, saying 'Hi, I'm a squid', you've seen it all. There just wasn't enough brain bleach for some things. And sadly, Alex had a damned good memory, which really sucked at times. "The theory of eating your cake and having it too: Anyone can have their cake and eat it, but to eat it and still have it… Impossible. Can't have it both ways, yet some try and try to do so, hence the irony of the cartoon on Facebook. I should try and find that, it really was funny..." He pulled his phone and started scrolling through his apps.
BIame The DeviI: Soon as she got finished greeting the two felines Lilith stood to wander back over to Demetrius. Her pretty head tilting to the side as she locked eyes with him while a little pout puckered her bottom lip. " So where have you been hiding hmn? I missed you ya know, " her voice was soft holding a hint of sadness as she stopped in front of him. Reaching out to wrap her arms around his waist she`d once again pull him close. Softly embracing him as a subtle sigh escaped lush lips. Such a sigh he`d be able to feel as soon as she buried her face into the side of his neck. She understood that people got busy often with other things such as work but this was the first time they had seen eachother in weeks and it was obvious it bothered her. Even though she wouldnt admit it due to not wanting to appear as if she was whining. Lonliness was just something Lilith hated as did everyone. " Been busy with work? You know: ive been working on opening up a new club here...its almost ready. "
A Blessed Devil: "Tell me, my friend, is cake any good? It is another one of those delicacies that I can see but not touch. Your euphemism is hunger inducing." He focused to see the app that Alex had pulled up on his phone, having a little laugh at that himself and then he leaned down to whisper something into the dog's ear that would make him bark and gallop after the ball one more time. "I am afraid that there is something calling my attention, maybe soon you will show me your car collection." He gave Alex a small bow, offered a hand to Gus' paw and he decided to take a humanly stroll back to that Ferrari that would carry his immortal form away from the park in an insanely fast manner. ::::
Alex Vipond: Taking the phone back, he nodded. "And the thing is, I can see people being that fucking dense." After he handed the phone to Lestat, he looked down at Gus as he came back from chasing the ball and settled in the grass. The sun was sinking, even though sunset was a good half hour off, it had dropped low enough to peek beneath the clouds and shine a bit. Alex shifted his sunglasses from the top of his head, down to his face. As Lestat wandered off, he slid his phone back into his pocket and then looked at Gus. "How about it? You ready to head home?" That was all it took, and Gus was up and moving back toward the lot, his deflated basketball held in that great maw of his.
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Sasha Gray
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Post by Sasha Gray on Jul 11, 2013 14:47:47 GMT -8
Sasha M Gray: The scene tape was still up, well, mostly down, but it was still present. No one had bothered to wrap it up on the off chance someone would be back to take another look at the area. Public places were difficult, at best to keep contained, so forensics hit the area hard and heavy at the onset. Sasha was merely hoping to get an idea, a scent perhaps picked up that may have been overlooked before, which was why she was now traipsing through dense woods of the park.
MacabreSaVant: Marsten had did a check around of where he would find Sasha. The night before had prove to be interesting, though he wasn't in the pack and she wasn't his Lupa, or Freki, he had still needed, felt like he needed to share the information with her. There was a bond that was there, and once it had been created it was hard to break, like habits. The roar of his bike was evident as he came upon the parking lot and stopped outside the tape. If there were Uni's there, he wouldn't interefere. He just watched the woods, the engine was shut off and he sat on his back for the moment. Dressed in his usual style of Levi's jeans, black boots and, black pearl snap shirt. Hair was loose and windblown. Eyes hidden behind some Aviators. –d
Sasha M Gray: Even from a mile away she would recognize the sound of that bike and as she knelt down, reaching for a leaf that had what bore a remarkable resemblance to dried blood on it, she paused, head lifting. She knew sooner or later he would find the area deep in the woods that was marked off with the yellow tape emblazoned with Police Line, Do Not Cross in black on it. Nitrile gloved fingers lifted the leaf and yes, she smelled it. No doubt Alex could tell her if the blood matched the victim or not, but she'd take it into evidence. The lab could tell her if it was the victims and if not, it just may be the perp's. And with luck, they already had his, or her, DNA on file. It could happen. She didn't count herself that lucky.
MacabreSaVant: Aviators were pocketed and he dismounted the bike before striding on into the park. Gait was a lengthy at ease stride, hand lightly pressing aside low laying limbs that were stretched out before his frame. Careful picking of steps not to disturb evidence before he paused close enough to see where she was and what she was doing. Out of respect, he waited for her to tell him to join her or she would move to him. 0d
Sasha M Gray: Bagging the leaf she stood and turned, a smile given him as she straightened. "Hey." She slipped the baggie into her jacket pocket after marking it with a Sharpie, and then stepped past the area she'd been nosing around in to move toward him. "What brings you out here?"
MacabreSaVant: The smile was returned. Fingers brushed back blonde wayward strands from his face. " You.. actually" Blues drifted over the area and then to her as she approached. " I know you're working, but when you're free.. we need to talk" A hand rose up before she could say anything about them. " It's about the Pack.." –d
Sasha M Gray: "Well I think I've done all the damage I can here, want to walk?" She stepped past him and then ducked under the scene tape, heading back the way she'd come, although slowly, giving them time to talk as they walked.
MacabreSaVant: A nod. "Yeah.. " He followed her lead. Long stride carried him easily as he walked along with her. A deep breathe as he took in the view of the park and he glanced over to her then as they strode. "I was at the lake lastnight" Informing her. " You know it has always been a special place.. Ella showed up.. and began to spill out things.. prophecies.. warnings.. for the Pack" Eyes flicked to her. –d
Sasha M Gray: "What's up with the pack?" She looked over at him as they walked. The day was cool, a far cry from what she'd be experiencing in New York. "Ella?" Sasha had never heard of her. "What sort of warnings?"
MacabreSaVant: "Ella is .. a Witch" He told her. " Earth Witch I think" He wasn't entirely sure. " She spoke about gifts coming to the pack.. and in form of a weapon..a trade. Its all very cryptic.. though I know in our day and age it shouldnt be taken lightly" He informed her. " I dont know how the new pack is ran..and I know the old pack had lacked in the old ways.. Im thinking.. suggesting.. we should go back to how it should be in the old ways.. Wolves were very aware of where the power came from..and respected it " –d
Sasha M Gray: "Earth witch?" One brow rose at that. "Just what is an earth witch?" Sasha had this image in her head of some old crone in the woods, digging up, or burying, things; people. And just what are the old ways?"
MacabreSaVant: He saw how she reacted, her questioning it was somewhat amusing to only get a glimpse of what she may be thinking. " Think, Native American Shamans..." He didnt know how else to explain it. " The old ways was paying respects to the Moon. To the ground, our sacred ground where the Lukoi would be. Which..was the Lake. I dont know if you have chosen another place for the Pack to have their Lupanar" –d
Sasha M Gray: "We're kicking it at the lake." She nodded. "Holy land. I got in touch with the Snoqualmie and they agreed to share the land with us. A sort of.... co-op, if you will. We get the area once a month and in return, we keep it sacred; keep it safe."
MacabreSaVant: "Good. It needs to be kept safe." Agreeing. Hand rubbed the side of his face. " I will speak to Ryder about old traditions see if he is keen to it" Mars was doing remarkably well with fact he wasnt running things. Just living. "If he isnt familiar I will show him.. teach him as my Father did for me" –d
Sasha M Gray: "I told my GeePaw." She paused in step and turned to look at him. "He knew. I don't know how, but he knew. He said everything happens for a reason, and that I will know what it is when the time comes." She nodded. "I think he was dipping into the peyote."
MacabreSaVant: He grinned slightly. Pausing when she turned to face him, blues intent upon her own. " It opens their mind up to seeing things that we have closed ourselves off to seeing" " I think.. you may need to meet Ella" He informed her. " Get a feel of her as well.. because.. I think there is something hidden beneath it all. I trust your instincts.. I trust mine. Still, it wouldnt hurt to get a second opinion"-d
Sasha M Gray: "GeePaw is old school. Sweat lodges, vision quests, the whole nine. " She nodded. "I would be highly curious to meet this witch. She sounds... interesting." She turned and started walking again, keeping with the slow pace. "Alex has a friend who is a witch, and too, there's Papa Javier, if he ever gets back from Nawlins."
MacabreSaVant: "Theres another thing.." He fell in along side her when she began to walk. Nawlings. He couldn't help but grin hearing her say it in that accent. " He is the one who gave you protection from the Vampires...Back when.." Trailing. " When ..he returns.. I'd like to see him about getting back what was lost." Eyes cut over to her. " Alex told me what happened..but.. I dont remember any of it and I hate that I cant remember" Reaching out, he took a gentle grasp of her wrist, fingers sliding down then to the top of her hand and palm. Holding her there a moment. " I cant fix what had happened. I just know. That when I came out of that darkness.. it was because of you." Staring at her. " What got me through the fights..when I was gone, was knowing I had to get back to you" Searching her eyes. " I know its different. Ive done alot of things I am not proud of. I have not been here when I should have been. Ive been uncertain about alot of things. There is one thing I am certain about, thats you" He wanted her to understand that. " Im not trying to push you into anything. I just want you to know, I am alive, because the thought of you strengthened me. " There was a soft squeeze of his hand to hers. " I hope, Pray, one day, it will be as it should and no matter what it is, what outcome maybe.. I will always be there for you" She is family to him as much as Leland is. –d
Sasha M Gray: "Yep. Still wear it, too." She paused as he took hold of her wrist, and she looked from his hand to his eyes, listening as she regarded him. She let his words sink in, and she drew in a breath, letting it out slowly. "First off, I am glad you're back. I'm glad that you found the strength within to make it out, to get you both out. And I want you to know, that I do love you. But I cannot say we are meant to be. We don't know each other. And it wasn't until you proposed that it became crystal clear to me that you don't know me at all. And I don't know you any better. We jumped from being you and Jemma to you and me, to you, Jemma and Sebastian, to you and me again and through it all... we never got to know one another. And that's damage that cannot be undone."
MacabreSaVant: "You're right. It cant be undone. It doesnt take how I feel for you away." He replied. "I know it has been twisted, this life we had together. It was taken from us,the opprotunity to know eachother as we should. And I understand if you cant, or wont , I do. Like I said..I will be here for you." Small smile offered. –d
Sasha M Gray: "And you know I'll be there for you." She nodded and tipped her head toward the path and the lot beyond. "Lunch? I don't know about you, but I am starved." She was always hungry. Her appetite hadn't slowed with her first turning so many months ago. If anything it had increased.
MacabreSaVant: "Yeah. Hell yeah. Fucking got my insides going all kinds of carnivorous on myself" Smirk. He released her hand as they moved down the path. –d
Sasha M Gray: "Five and Diner?" She stripped off those nitrile gloves and stuffed them into her hip pocket She'd toss them into the trunk when she got to the car. "How's Kaly doing? And Leland, he looks like shit. He needs to eat a cow."
MacabreSaVant: "Oh fuck.. Kaly.. she's a pain in my ass, but shes apparently trying ..to be better. " He said. Moving to his bike, he straddled it, peering over at her. " Leland.. he's letting his emotions run him. Hes keeping busy though" –d
Sasha M Gray: She nodded. "She's got a long way to go to prove it to me. She tell you that one of the neighbors called the cops? Just fucking lucky I was given the call. Dispatch recognized the address and knew..." She slid into the car. "Meet you there."
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Post by TC Beckwith on Jul 13, 2013 15:28:16 GMT -8
T C Beckwith: For that progress had been made it seemed the party had left them both in a funk. Or rather Leland had. TC was more than willing to knock the man's teeth down his throat, just on principle, but what would that serve other than his own sense of satisfaction? It would cause strife in the pack and they already had enough of that shit with Kaly, even if she was for the time being, out. The best way to break out of that funk he had learned was to go do something spontaneous. Let one's hair down, figuratively speaking, and just have fun. With that in mind and with the sun shining, mostly, overhead, TC rolled toward the park, Abby's arms wrapped around him as she sat behind him on the panhead. Rolling into the lot, he pulled into a space and killed the engine, waiting for Abby to dismount before he rocked it over and killed the gas.
Nocturnal Legacy: Leland's behavior and accusations the other evening at thepool party, had definitely put a damper on her mood. She had tried not to let it bother her. It wasn't so much that it was him , but what he had said. It at first had hurt... but now? Now it just pissed her off and Abby wasn't one that was so easily riled. She'd poured herself into projects though, trying to get back into her photography and did a few shoots close by to the cabin. It was when she got back from the most recent outting, that TC suggested they just go out and find something to do. She was skeptical of course, but as usual, his charm won her over and she was putting away her things and hopping on that bike with him. Once they reached the park, she was a little paranoid, but this wasn't the park she was taken from. Once the pan head came to a stop, she slipped off and stood aside, waiting for TC as she was glancing about. [d]
T C Beckwith: He killed the gas and dropped the stand, rocking the bike over. Swinging off, he dragged a hand through his hair and glanced around. "There's a lighthouse out on the point, wanna go check it out?"
Nocturnal Legacy: Hands slipped into the back pockets and she looked to where he said there was a light house. "Really? Yeah... I like the sound of that." she replied. "Maybe I can bring my equipment out here one day..." she added as she looked back to him. Head canted and she just smiled a bit in that half sidelong gaze. Abby had that look of... adoration. [d]
T C Beckwith: Slipping his arm around her shoulders, he started out for one of the trails that wound through the woods, and roughly toward the lighthouse. "That sounds like a good idea. Bet you can get some great shots out there." he smiled at her, caught that look and felt a swift stab of fear before he brushed it aside. "Should spend a whole day out there, likely, sun up to sundown, get shots in the differing light."
Nocturnal Legacy: With his arm around her, she easily let one of her own slip around him. They started down one of the trails and she nodded with his reply. "Oh... you know what would be nice out here maybe? A pic nic. Maybe we can do that.. and I'll bring my cameras and stuff. You can.... drink beer, and nap and ... eat." she teased. Head leaned into him a bit, but only for a moment. "Would be one heck of a pic nic though if we spent the whole day out here." she said with a soft chuckle. [d]
T C Beckwith: "Sounds like a plan." He chuckled as they walked, eyes taking in their surroundings. Both because it was nice and because he was a cautious bastard that didn't like surprises of the unpleasant variety. "Fried chicken, and ice cold lemonade." He had to smile at that. "Nothing better on a summer's day."
Nocturnal Legacy: "Good, then we'll do that soon then. Maybe next weekend?" she asked with a arch of brow as she looked up to him. "And what's even better is... I can make all that. I'll fry un the chicken, make some potato salad, and some fresh lemonade. Cathead bscuits maybe?" [d]
T C Beckwith: "Sold!" he grinned at her, his arm flexing to draw her in close as he dropped a kiss to her lips, and then he relaxed his arm to hang loose over her shoulder again. "Sounds like a perfect day to me."
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby chuckled. "So what was the deal maker?" she asked with a grin after he dropped the kissto her lips and drew her in closer. Both arms were now wrapped around him in that odd fashion, even as they walked along. "Maybe bring some music too." she added after a moment. [d]
T C Beckwith: "All of it but I am partial to homemade biscuits." He glanced to the right as he stopped in his tracks, eyes skimming the wood line and then he leaned to her eye level and pointed. "Squirrel, see him?"
Nocturnal Legacy: "Shouldn't have told me that. Now I know how to get my way with you..." she teased. Though, they were soon pausing as he started to skim the trees. She thought she had heard something as well, but didn't pay it much mind. Not until TC seemed to confirm that she hadn't imagined it. Blues were looking where he pointed and she smiled with a nod. [d]
T C Beckwith: "Did you know that a squirrel will forget where half of his nuts are by the time winter comes?" Continuing on, he just enjoyed the day, the company and the peacefulness of the place. They'd not had a lot of that of late. Especially Abby.
Nocturnal Legacy: "I had heard that, but I thought it was just like, yanno... a myth or something." She replied. She continued on with him and like TC... was just enjoying the peacefulness. Not that the cabin wasn't nice, and the scenery there wasn't great, but it was nice to get out. And hopefully not run into a certain someone. Abby bit at her lip as she continued to look forward. Contemplating on whether or not to say something. [d]
T C Beckwith: "Out with it." Smirking TC looked down at her. "Because if you keep chewing on that lip, you're gonna wear it down to a nub." The path would emerge from the trees and in the distance, on the point, stood the light house. It looked kind of lost and lonely but then all lighthouses did to him.
Nocturnal Legacy: She glanced up once and then twice as cheeks sorta turned red. She was busted. "Well...." she began. " I was just thinking how lucky I am. Yanno... because I have people like you and Mason helping me. I already told him thank you... gave him a hug and he at first seemed a little put off by it, but he warmed up to it I think as it didn't end as awkward as it had started." she said. "And you... you've done more though... and I just dunno if saying thank you is ever going to be enough." she added. "And I feel bad about the other night... just.. the whole thing. One minute everyone is having fun and the next, the tension was so thick, people could slice it with knives..." she sighed as she looked from him to their path and then down to the ground a moment. [d]
T C Beckwith: "That is not on you. He's the one that had to take a private moment of making an ass of himself and make it public. He's the one that brought the party to a screaming halt, not you." The scent of the water was stronger, and there were gulls flying and diving, and squawking and generallly making the scene like something out of one of those paintings you see, only with sound.
Nocturnal Legacy: "I know... I just... I still feel like I owe all of you anapology though...especially Bren." she replied. "Its part of the reason why I didn't want to go in the first place. But I am glad I went. I did have fun." she added as she nodded and looked up to him with a smile. Abby looked towad the lighthouse... the smell of the water, the sounds, the backdrop ... it was definitely picture worthy and one of those moments that you just let yourself enjoy. [d]
T C Beckwith: "He's the one should be apologizing to folk. Doubt it will happen, but that's the way I see it, and I'm sure others do too." As they approached the lighthouse, the scents grew stronger and TC couldn't not smile at the image it presented. "Yeah, I think you can get some good shots here."
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby nodded and sighed a bit to herself. "What he said hurt at first... but now, the more I think on it, it just pisses me off." she quietly offered. Who knew she had it in her? To get pissed off. As they got closer, Abby smiled and her arms slipped free from him for a moment. She took a few steps forward and the stopped. Arms crossed her chest and she took in a long deep breath and closed her eyes. Her back was to TC for the moment. Yeah, this would make fora great place to get some really nice shots. [d]
T C Beckwith: TC slipped his hands into his jeans pockets and just watched her. It was good to see her coming out of it, getting back into the land of the living instead of existing in the hell of where she'd been taken. He felt a fleeting twinge of guilt for getting involved when she was in a vulnerable spot, but he shoved that aside. Yeah he could be a selfish bastard.
Nocturnal Legacy: Arms wrapped around herself and she let the smells and the sounds relax her. A smile, a wide one at that, creased her lips before she was slowly turning around and looking back to him. Had she known his thoughts, she'd have scolded him. There was no need for him to feel even the slightest hint of guilt. Soon she was closing the distance between them and her arms came to wrap about his neck. She leaned against him first with her upper body. Just stared up and smiled before she pulled herself into a hug with him. She knew she shouldn't have these feelings for him, but he didn't make it easy. She, like him, was torn about it all. [d]
T C Beckwith: Looking back at her he chuckled, arm slipping around her as he started walking for the light house once more. "Ever wonder about what it must have been like, before things were automated and then were lived in by people who were, for the most part, cut off from everyone else?" It would have been either very peaceful or very damned dull.
Nocturnal Legacy: He led the way and she followed along. Abby nodded and replied. "Yeah, I think things would have been a lot more simpler." she said. "But I imagine it would have been pretty lonely too." she added. [d]
T C Beckwith: "Being a lone wolf I can appreciate that, but damned if I wouldn't go stir crazy without a bar to kick my heels up in from time to time." He smirked as they approached the place, and studied it as they moved around to the door.
Nocturnal Legacy: "Yeah... I can't imagine being alone that much. I mean, I'm sure its nice and all, but... I'd have to have some kind of company or something at some point." she replied. She glanced to him and grinned softly before they were pausing to study it a moment and then moved around towards the door. "Are we allowed to go inside?" she asked. "We won't get in trouble?" Brows arched. She thought a moment and then chuckled, considering who she was with. [d]
T C Beckwith: "I don't know." He chuckled and then regarded the place a moment longer. "Hell for all I know there's still someone in there. It may not be automated." Though there weren't any cars, or even a bicycle to indicate presence. TC continued around the point, and shrugged. "Not even a boat to give any sign that someone might be here."
Nocturnal Legacy: "Want to try it and see?" She asked with an archof brows as she looked up to him. Like him, she didn't see any signs of someone living there. No type of transportation what so ever was found close by. Abby moved off to one of the windows and peered inside. Hands came to shield the light from either side of her face. [d]
T C Beckwith: "I'm game if you are." TC grinned and stepped to the door, one hand going out to try the knob, which was locked. Stepping back he studied the place and then spotted an open window. "Well at least we can look inside."
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby looked back to him and grinned. "I'm not scarred if that's what you're implying..." she replied before sticking her tongue out at him. "I've broken in to a few places for some of my photo projects..." she admitted. When he tried the handle and saw the door was locked, like him, she was looking to the windows. "I could maybe crawl in and come let you in..." [d]
T C Beckwith: "Sounds like a plan." He smiled and led her toward the window, looking in to make sure no one was actually in there, and then he lifted her up and slid her legs through the opening. "Careful now."
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby smirked and when they chose the window to use, with his help, she was making her way in. She slipped to her feet and brush the skirt down before she was looking around. "I'll go to that door that you tried earlier." she said, peeking out the small window. Abby meandered through the rooms and found herself at the door. She unlocked it and cracked it open, peering out at him through the small crack with those big blue eyes. "Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin..." she teased. [d]
T C Beckwith: TC headed for the door as she disappeared within the lighthouse and was there, leaning when she peered out at him. He looked at her and grinned. "Well, I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll eat you all up." No, that wasn't how it went, but hell she was in a skirt.
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby chuckled and with a hand, she reached all, grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled him in as she opened the door quick enough to get him in and then shut it. "HUff an dpuff huh?" she said as she turned around to face him. [d]
T C Beckwith: Pulled in, TC smirked, and as soon as the door closed behind him, he was pulling her in close, arms wrapping around her, one hand sliding into her hair as his mouth took hers. Hey, B&E was sexy.
Nocturnal Legacy: Just as the door was shut and she was locking it back and had turned to face him, he was pulling her in close and wrapping her up. One hand in her hair. His mouth claimed hers and she playfully shoved at him before she was kissing back. She broke the kiss, grinned at him and was backing away before going to try and attempt an escape. Someone was in a playful mood. Was he gonna follow? [d]
T C Beckwith: Do hush puppies follow cat fish? TC was right there with her, eyes on hers as she backed away, that smirk turning into a full blown grin as he reached out to try and snag her back to him.
Nocturnal Legacy: When he reached out, he got nothingbut air. She had managed to dodge him and was off to the side, she turned and moved into the next room, skirting around the corner and brushing up against the door frame. [d]
T C Beckwith: TC ducked in after her. He paused, head canted, chin tipped downward and then he looked over his left shoulder. The smirk was once more in place and he made another grab for her.
Nocturnal Legacy: Abby was grinning from ear to ear. "What's the matter ole man? Can't keep up?" she teased before she was softly laughing. She really didn't think him an old man, but she liked to pick at him from time to time. She rather liked the idea of being with someone older than someone around her age. [d]
T C Beckwith: With age comes wisdom. And skill. Smirking at the old man comment, his hand shot out and snagged her wrist and he pulled her into him. "Old man, huh." he smiled as he backed her against the wall. "How about I show you old man..."
Nocturnal Legacy: And maybe that's what was so appealing about him. His hand shot out, snagging her by the wrist and she was pulled to him. She was grinning like a lil wicked imp. A slow nod followed. "You heard me..." she replied in a little sarcastic tone. Abby found herself pushed up against the wall. "Show me old man? Think you can keep up once we get started?" she playfully taunted. Her hand came to his waist and fingers tugged at belt loops. [d]
T C Beckwith: "Oh, I think you may well be pleasantly surprised." TC smirked as his hands slid up her legs, beneath her skirt, fingers hooking into her panties at the hip to tug them down. His mouth took hers hungrily and he parted her knees with one of his own.
Nocturnal Legacy: It wasn't like this was anything new with him. She'd been intimate with the man on several occasions now. But it always took place in his room. This added a little... something special to it. "Pleasantly surprised?" she asked with grin and arch of brows. "Oh.. I'm always pleasantly surprised when it comes to you and your old man." she replied. "He is a little wrinkled like one..." she joked with a smirk. His hands slid up her long slender legs, causing her smile to grow, with every inch his fingers brushed. Her panties were tugged down and he took her in a hungry kiss. Abby's hands inched up beneath his shirt, nails lightly dragging across his hot skin as she closed her eyes and moaned in to that kiss. [d]
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jul 27, 2013 18:53:36 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: It was take Gus to the park day and Alex was being led around by the behemoth as Gus checked out various trees to pee on. He had to make sure his scent overshadowed everyone else's. It was rather ironic, really, that Alex had fallen so in love with the canine, considering his abject fear of them since childhood. In all fairness it was his sister's Spaniel that had caused such an intense fear of dogs. After all, no eight year old likes being bitten in the face. The scars were still there, one puincture wound, one line from the gash that had occurred when Alex had jerked back from the dog. Lesson learned. Do not pick up an animal just because it is cute and fuzzy.
resonant fury: It was Michael's alone time today and where did he go? Yup the park! Although in hindsight now that he was there it didn't seem like all that great of an idea considering all the fucking dogs roaming around which earned him a few dirty looks from those owners. Sometimes being a feline just wasn't good, but he still wouldn't trade who he is nor what he was for anything. He has two great females and although the pride is small, it held some serious strength with great bonds formed. Today he was dressed rather casual in a pair of sneakers, cargo shorts and a tank top letting those tattoo muscled arms be seen. He was larger than your normal lion in muscle mass and height, but then again he was born through great genes. Grey hues looked about the park even as he made his way through, whistling a bit to himself, walking without seeing in Alex's general direction and not even noticing. [d]
Alex Vipond: Alex was pretty much in his usual, jeans, t-shirt, sneaks on his feet because he needed the traction. That chain that draped from his front pocket to his hip pocket swung as he moved. No it wasn't attached to anything, other than his hip pocket, by way of a heavy safety pin. Alex was leaning back with that leash in his hands, no, he didn't rely on one hand to walk the dog. He kept it in two, yet he still had to lean back against the pull. Gus's harness was special made due to his size and Alex was quite certain the dog could pull a Volkswagen without issue.
Target of Knives: After she clocked out at the coffee shop, Rachel pulled out her new phone and fumbled her way through texting Michael to find out if there were any plans for tonight that he'd come up with since she left for her shift. Grabbing her jacket from her locker, she headed out to her baby blue Camry with the Lucky Charms marshmallows painted on it. Her hair was pulled back in a braid and she had on one of her better pairs of jeans, some blue sneakers, and a purple shirt that read, 'Morning people cheerfully slapped.'
Alex Vipond: Looking over at Michael as he approached, he grinned and nodded, one hand releasing the leash to point, two fingered, to the ground. Gus sat... on Alex's feet. "Yeah, he takes me out for a drag once a week. Gotta stay in shape someway you know?" Rachel's car could only be beat if it was a crappy blue Prius, that sparkles...
resonant fury: With his phone going off, vibrate as he didn't feel like listening to any tones today; he pulled it out to read it than quickly shot a message back to Rachel of his location... and no he didn't give her warning of the dogs. As for plans for the night, he was just playing it by ear right now, winging it you could say. He gave a nod towards Alex and took another step closer to the two of them. "Nothing better than getting dragged around although my dragging tends to being dragged shopping." He gave a mock shudder at the thought. [d]
Target of Knives: Her phone chimed and she checked the reply from Michael. Wondering what on earth he was doing in the park, she figured she might as well go find out. Hopping in her car, she drove on over there, finding a parking spot before she climbed out and locked up. Heading down the first path she saw, she kept her ears open and kept sniffing the air for his scent, ready to track him down. If the park was full of dogs, oh well. Rachel actually liked dogs. Not too many of them liked her anymore now that she was a lion but she was willing to be friendly if they were. If they weren't, a subvocal growl their owners would never hear was usually sufficient to get them off her case. It wasn't as if she was invading the front yard of their homes, after all. Catching up with Michael just in time for the shopping comment, she snickered. "I have not yet begun to shop. It's really not that painful a process when I do... as long as it isn't for a formal occasion."
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and as Rachel came up, he smiled her way. Gus, being the ham that he was, lifted a paw and leaned... into Alex, which sent Alex sidestepping to keep his balance. The dog did outweigh him, after all. "I don't know fittings rooms can be...." And there he shut up and took a sudden interest in one of Gus's ears, as if it had a speck of mud or something on it.
resonant fury: He caught not the scent of Rachel, but rather the steps of her arriving and tossed his arm about her waist to pulling him into her side. "That's the only reason I endure her shopping trips, Alex." He gave a low, deep rumbling purr three of them and Gus would be able to hear as he felt Rachel's being drawn into his side. Alex cause well he's that bad ass rocker vamp even though Michael isn't fully aware of it. Gues hears it ebcause well Gus is prolly use to hearing a feline purr and Rachel damn sure is use to his purrs. "Than you have the baby changing stations, wipe it down with a couple antibacterial wipes and it's re--..." He stopped that thought there and simply turned his head to kissing rachel lightly upon the lips of hers than look back to Alex. "So Alex next weekend I was thinking of having a little house party at the estate of ours just outside of Seattle, you want to come?" [d]
Target of Knives: Alex's half a comment about fitting rooms followed by Michael's comments had her glaring at Michael as he pulled her close. The glare didn't go very well with the smartass t-shirt and she couldn't hold it long anyhow. She faked a snap at his nose, easy since he was only a couple inches taller than she was, then smiled and snuggled against him. "Men." It was said in a tone that added the subtext 'are idiots' but hey, that was just a fact of life, after all. She returned the kiss, then smiled at Alex. "Hi there."
Alex Vipond: "Weekend of the third?" Alex nodded. "I don't think we have anything planned, but I'll check with Meghan to make sure and hello to you to." he looked from Michael to Rachel and nodded. "How have you been?"
resonant fury: "Yeah weekend of the third. Be just friends and still haven't met your Meghan. We got a nice size pool and of course will be some great BBQ. Just inviting friends and see where it goes from there." He winked towards Rachel, he knew she loved being with him. [d]
Target of Knives: Well, she wouldn't go so far as to say she loved it, yet, but she did like it a whole lot. "Barbecue, hmmm? What all am I goin' to be grillin'? And I'll need to know how many we're expecting so I know how much food to make." He could invite a hundred people if he wants, just so long as he told her it was going to be that many. Running out of food at a barbecue was a sin, after all.
Alex Vipond: "We're having one tomorrow. Gus washing party. Come on over. We're gonna do the BBQ thing and beer and just get shit faced and soaked to the skin." He nodded, because that's how Gus's baths went. No one remained dry. The key was to keep the dog in the yard and out of the house at all costs, because otherwise the cleanup was horrendous.
Theforgottenwolf: - Drawing closer he recognized the other two from his first night in town he was headed that way his gaze dropping to the big puppy at Alex's feet. He grinned because well he was a dog lover so it made sense.- " 'sup man..." - Hazel gaze moved to Michael and Rachel at that point- " Hi guys." - Axle was never overly social not for lack of wanting but in recent time just never had much to say- " And this must be the monster that everyone keep's talking about" - An overgrown puppy himself he crouched down to get on the dog's level his gaze meeting his and he smiled- " Just a big puppy aren't you..." - he reached his hand out not minding the slober or the drool for that matter he just wanted to roughly pet the dog's head....it must be love- d
resonant fury: Well it was clear that Gus wasn't going to harm anyone and he easily moved over to sitting upon the ground to whistle to the big ole puppy to join him if he could either drag Alex away or was let go. He gave a nod towards Axle. "SupAxle? Hey I got a barbecue on weekend of the third at our place and you're welcome to join the party." He shifted slightly enough to slap the backside of Rachel with a purring laughter. "Will bring some booze and perhaps a couple pounds of ribs or steak." [d]
Target of Knives: Dog slobber! Laughing, she wiped her hand dry on Michael's shirt since he was the one who put her close to the dog. "Hi there." She smiled at Axle. When Michael slapped her butt she growled very softly and went over to lean against a tree rather than sitting next to him. "A couple pounds? You eat that as a light snack." She smirked.
Alex Vipond: Alex released the leash from the harness, which most folks would think he was crazy for, but Gus was well behaved and unless he saw a squirrel, which to him were like furry play things that he constantly tried to catch, everyone would be safe. Side note, the last time Gus had chased a squirrel, Alex had been nutted when Gus ran him over. Not a pleasant experience. "And tomorrow, Gus washing party at our place. Bren's having a party the second week end of August so it looks like we'll be busy for a while." He nodded and watched as Gus made friends. "He's actually the first dog I've ever had."
Target of Knives: "Does Gus like to be washed or does he have to be somehow held down?" Which could take a few people considering the size of the monstrosity of a dog.
Alex Vipond: "He considers bath time as play time and likes to take full advantage of that. I foresee a lot of chasing him around the yard. I do have one of those RV brushes to help expedite things. You know, the one you hook the hose to?"
Target of Knives: She chuckled. "So you don't, say, chain him to a steel post embedded in concrete to limit his play area?" She'd had a lot of experience at watching really large animals who didn't always want to be bathed in the circus. Everyone got to pitch in, now and then. Only the elephants really liked bathing, after all.
Alex Vipond: "Nope, never have. I don't want to make it not fun for him, you know? And he seems to enjoy putting me through my paces." Alex nodded, giving a chuckle as he settled on the grass and gave Gus's ears a scratch.
Theforgottenwolf: - After he had sufficiantly greeted the puppy he wiped his hand off on his pants before looking up.- " Barbacue..yea im down" - he could always eat. – d
Target of Knives: "You could use a long chain and it would keep him out of the house." She chuckled. "Does he like cats? Though come to think of it, Kilala probably wouldn't like all the water involved in bathing the walking mountain. I'll fill her bowl with some nice chicken and leave her home."
Alex Vipond: "He loves Thumpy. They're best buds." Alex shrugged. "Thumpy is the studio mascot. He came with the place. I think his mother had her litter shortly before I bought the place and when we moved in and started remodeling, she took off with the rest of the brood and Thumpy got lost in the shuffle." Alex paused. "he's got a penchant for sleeping in the base drum," hence the name.
resonant fury: He rose from his seat after spending some time with Gus and gave the big ole dog a big hug before rising than moved to give Rachel a kiss. "Going to head home, see you tonight." He smiled to her than gave a nod to Axle and Alex. "Catch you guys tomorrow." A final wave given with him than heading back down the path to head home. [d]
Target of Knives: "I'm not certain how well Kilala likes dogs. I haven't had her that long. Found her in an alley, all hungry and cute, and took her home." When Michael said he was heading home, she waved after him as he left.
Alex Vipond: "The found ones are the best ones." Alex nodded, the ear scratching continued as Gus laid his head in Alex's lap, taking up his entire lap, and just kind of rolled to his side. Alex knew any moment Gus would be on his back wanting a belly rub.
Theforgottenwolf: Axle kept that bag tightly over his shoulder eyes floating back and forth between the two. Listening. He didn't have pet's so sort of out of the conversation circle at the moment- d
Target of Knives: "Well, Kilala is a bit... odd. But she suits me." At least, she had until she started talking. Rachel was still adjusting to that and wasn't going to mention it to people outside the pride, nope. "She's pretty independant so I don't have to worry about her tearing up the house in loneliness while I'm at work or something."
Alex Vipond: "Thumpy goes to work with me so, there's no worry there. At home he has Gus and Lauren, our housekeeper, when Meghan and I are on the road or vacation."
Meghan Vipond:Meghan was off on the phone, but by the time she finished her conversation with her dad, she was making her way back over to where Alex had been. By now, it looked as if Alex had company. The guy, she remembered as Axle. That, in her mind, cracked her up because Charlie, her father had been calling Alex...Axle. Wave and smile given. "Hey Axle." Yeah, last time they had met, Meghan was about to kill someone. "Um... sorry about last time we met. Normally I'm not like that... I... long story." she sighed. Attention turned to Alex again and she greeted him with a kiss to the lips. Gaze thenturned to the female. Eyes narrowed but not out of suspicion... Meghan was trying to remember if they had ever met before. But it didn't keep her from being friendly. "Hello there." Genuine smile followed. [d]
Theforgottenwolf: - He had sort of spaced out for the time being tucking the bag higher onto his shoulder. Reaching up he pushed some of that lengthier hair out of his face. He was about due for a haircut looking more scruffy than he was used to. WHen Alex's wife spoke to him he would glance at her. Yes he remembered her. She had been quite a bit less smiley the last tiem they had met- " Yea don't worry about it...." - he smirked- d
Target of Knives: "Hi there. I'm Rachel. I think I saw you at the After the 4th party but I don't think we met." She really should get home soon if she wanted to get in her evening jog but it was nice there in the park and she didn't want to go just yet. Reaching up, she pulled the rubber band from her hair and shoved it in the pocket of her jeans, then loosened her braid and let her hair fall around her shoulders.
Alex Vipond: When Meghan arrived, Alex lifted his head to receive her kiss, and then pulled her down with him. Gus shifted, his head half on Alex, half on Meghan, one paw draped over Meghan's lap. Alex looked down at him, one brow rising. "Watch it, Bub, that's mine." Gus looked up at him and chuffed. Looking at Meghan, Alex smirked. "I think he called bullshit."
Meghan Vipond:Meghan nodded, silently confirming to herself that she was right. "Tater salad is one of my favorite foods too." she replied. She glanced to Alex. "When its done right? Its so awesome." she replied. "The mix of all those flavors Make Me MentaIure... its just really good." Meghan said with a laugh. Lookingback to Rachel. "I'm glad you'll get to come though. We love to entertain. Obviously... I mean.. who else would have people over and cook out, just to help wash a dog?" she chuckled. [d]
Target of Knives: "Oh, it is. I'll throw together a few gallons." She grew up helping to cook for all the circus performers and that made cooking for shifter appetites familiar ground. "And he's a big dog." She chuckled. "But not that big. I've helped wash elephants before. That takes a while, even though they help you out by hosing themselves down. About what time you gonna get started?"
Alex Vipond: "People who have a huge dog in dire need of a bath?" Dire need. Gus was probably the best groomed dog there was. "We're thinking noonish." Alex nodded. "And we'll call it done when we run out of food and booze." Or they ran out of sober people to go buy more.
Meghan Vipond:Meghan nodded and chuckled to them both. "Elephants? Did youwork at a zoo or at somekind of reserve?" she asked. Meghan was curious. [d]
Target of Knives: "Oh, no. I grew up in a circus. My relatives own it and we all worked in it. I started with the clowns when I was little and an acrobat act, do riding tricks on a moving horse, throw knives really well, and I even worked with the lion tamer for a while. I was the target in my cousin's knife throwing act and I insisted he teach me to throw them. He agreed but I still had to stay the target cause he said people liked seeing a skimpily dressed girl better than a guy on the target." She smirked. "I told him it depended on if the audience was male or female."
ArrowsofAce: Ahh! The quiet, except the animals who lived in park areas such as the squirrels and cute little chipmunks. He brought his adorable cat, Liz. Why would this rodent be siding with a feline who also was very protective of her other companion. For you see, opposites can attract as written in the fable how a mouse saved a lion. They became very good allies in the end. One thing about having a small friend helped when locations that one can't fit through was usef ul. Hands was tucked behind his back even as Liz kept her pace up, padded paws moving along the ground as her scented airways depicted living creatures that she wasn't sure about. (d)
Alex Vipond: Alex was about to say it depended on the audience, but Rachel got there first. "I know plenty of women who would love to see a dude or two get knives thrown at them." Alex smirked. Gus's head lifted and he looked around, before he flopped back down on his humans, errr people. He yawned, stretched and then the behemoth of a dog rolled to his back, head back, looking at the trio with that, why isn't someone rubbing yet, expression.
Meghan Vipond:Meghan listened as Rachel explained things and she smiled. "Really? Thats pretty awesome. I bet you got to see all sorts of things. And being able to travel? Must have been nice." [d]
Target of Knives: "Well, little hick towns can be a pain sometimes. There's always some jerk who thinks just cause you wear a skimpy outfit for work you must be easy. And when you knee the hick sheriff's son's balls... it can get ugly. Unless you got a lot of witnesses, of course. But for the most part, traveling was fun. We did home schooling at our winter quarters. And worked up new acts and costumes." She came over, crouched down, and started scratching Gus on the belly.
Alex Vipond: "Had to be interesting. Traveling different places, seeing different people." Alex cracked up over the hick sheriff son story. "Small towns like that, even if you do have witnesses, nine times out of ten, they'll side with the locals, rather than tell the truth."
Meghan Vipond:Meghan listened to the story and chuckled. Yeah, she knew places like that. Withher dad being from South Carolina? Yup. "Small town life can be good, but its a huge change when you go into a big city. But sounds like you guys go to balance it all out. Visiting both and enjoying them for what they were worth." [d]
Target of Knives: "Well, the sheriff's son was a real jerk and I had at least 5 girls from the town who thought so too as witnesses at the time. Lucky for me. If it had just been his idiot jock friends... would have gotten ugly. As it was, we moved along a little quicker that time and avoided that town next time we were in that state. Most people were happy for the entertainment."
Alex Vipond: "I'm sure they were. Small towns, there's not a lot going on. You gotta get your entertainment where and when you can." Which was why it wasn't good for his kind to be in small towns. Not musicians, the other kind of his kind.
Target of Knives: "Well, if I'm gonna get that potato salad made, I should get home and get some eggs and potatoes boiling so they can chill. Nice meeting you, Meghan." She stopped scritching Gus and rubbed her hand on her jeans before she climbed fluidly to her feet. "See you tomorrow." Then she padded off through the park towards where she'd left her car.
Alex Vipond: "Have a good night." he waved to her, and Gus lifted his head as if to say 'what, that's it?' and then he dropped his head back down. Alex smirked at him and scratched his ears.
ArrowsofAce: Liz's slender tail twitched this way and that, her chartreuse hues surveyed it's surroundings while good ol' Graham was hoping to start being in the social lighting. Sure, he was pretty much for down the food chain to be the bold when making a decision to mingle. "Let's go see what the guys up to shall we Liz?" A small mew erupted the kit's throat as though considering if this was worth it. The image of that large canine came into her sights, but paced reluctantly as he joked forward to meet with Alex, he was the only person who he recalls being introduced to from Kalypso. "Yo Alex!" A shot of his right hand when he was really left handed. Immediately, his cat rushed up a large oak tree and to actually see she was being very smart when it came to noticing a dog was in the park. His gray hues looked to the woman, nodding his head since he's not met her other than a few outside of his country, America was pretty much different so to speak. (d)
Meghan Vipond:Meghan had zoned out for a moment. She wasn't sure what had caused it but she knew when she came back to.. Rachel was giving them her goodbyes and moving off with the promise of seeing them tomorrow. Meghan gave a wave and watched as Rachel moved off. Though.... she was starting to have these searing pains in her temples. Tension heachache maybe? But the pain came and went intead of it being a constant ache. Hands lifted and she and rubbed at each temple. "I... I'm not feeling so well Alex. I think maybe I need to get home and lay down or something. And we do need to get Gus home soon...." Meghan would have offered to take Gus herself, but ... yeah, he was huge, she was small. Who ever was approaching was given a quick glance and she gave a small smile, but it was obviously forced. Pain was a bit distracting. [d]
Alex Vipond: That was not pleasant. Alex squinted at her, one hand lifting to brush her hair back gently from her face. "Maybe we should head home, hm?" She was looking a bit strained. Rising, Alex helped her up, Gus perking at the cat but he stayed with Alex and Meghan, a comforting lick of face offered before the behemoth dog put himself between Meghan and the man who approached. Alex looked to Graham and nodded. "Hi... Caught us as we were leaving. Meghan's not feeling well and I'm gonna get her home."
ArrowsofAce: He was hoping the lass was alright, the knightly hood of his code forbade him to keep them stalled here, so with a nod of his being the noble-like fellow he was understood. "I am wishing you get better." This was to the female he didn't know as he did right even when the other was a mere stranger. The rat side of him was just as his human half. The cat in the tree was yawning, giving her the "scaredy cat" speech while she kept her distance from the canine. " Let's go Liz!" Looking up, the pretty pretty princess she was used the move that most felines are known for. A leap downward, she was already on his left shoulder. (d)
Meghan Vipond:Meghan remebered Alex telling her that he and Mars had been expirencing some odd... stuff. With the three of them being connected as a triumvirate, it was very possible. Meghan glanced up and gave an apologetic smile. "Thank you." With Alex and Gus ready to go... Meghan didn't wait around. She was moving off toward the car. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Have a good night." Alex nodded and guided Meghan toward the lot and the car, Gus moving with them without the need for the leash with which he'd dragged Alex around on earlier.
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InkedPr1ncess: "I just want to warn you against that, you know, fishing. I could be drunk off my ass and I still wouldn't give up some of the stuff you have to know." She just shrugged, she didn't want to get anything started. "As far as business goes, don't even bother going to her anymore. She's not even a pack member, she'll be a rogue when she turns eighteen. You talk to the Ulfric. Far as other stuff goes, maybe I can help show you a little bit of a world that's outsideof your comfort zone." ::::
MoonlightHunger: Of course Aiden in his usual happy state would almost slide right into Thedoroe upon stopping with his tail a-wag which Gwen would all but laugh. " Aiden! Calm down now he doesnt even kno you yet ya know...silly pup. "
VirFortisNatus: "Fair enough. Though like I said earlier I would rather be more honest with you than not. Would work out better for both our ben-" Thought about what she was about to say then decided to re-word it. "Being honest with someone is more like a friendship." That was... well a bit better. Information about Kaly not being in the pack was interesting, but of course she wouldn't comment on it. Zero didn't want to have to kill anyone. Was never really a fun part of her life, but it happened. Show her things outside of her comfort zone. Zero smiled. "Like house parties and movies?" Actually sounded a bit excited. -D-
NiteotheAngel: Theodore would let out a bark as the over sized puppy would look to the puppy that came running up as he tried to knock him over. Kalypso went running when she seen the two puppies.::"Theo, Theo.":: Then seeing Gwen she smiled and waved.::"Hey Gwen. How are you? Im sorry. Dont worry Theodore is nice to all animals as long as they are not in attack mode for me.":: She smiles as she looked to her new found friend.::"Theodore No. bad dog.":: Theodore looked to Kaly and barked as if to say he started it before staring to play with the puppy again. Shaking her head as she looked to Gwen.::"It seems you have been busy. Been a minute since I seen you":: Moses was not far behind in tow as he watched the two puppies play.::
Alex Vipond: The park was the place to be when you had a dog, especially one the size of Gus. Yes, Alex had a large yard, but it just wasn't enough running room for an animal the size of a pony. A few folks looked at him a bit oddly when he let Gus off the leash, but the dog, barring squirrel intervention, was well behaved. He stayed at Alex's side as they walked along, and it wasn't long before familiar voices were caught. He contemplated a moment, then changed direction to join the others.
MoonlightHunger: Aiden completely ignored her command. Highly excited, he`d prance barking now and again at Theo as he pranced around him in a playful state. It was cool though it seemed the two were getting along. Hearing Kalys voice Gwens head turned to look towards her only to brightly smile as she made her way over to her. " Hey! Ah no problem. Hah seems like the two like each other...Ive been just peachy. How bout yourself? Everything good? " It`d been a week or so since she even seen Kaly, yet she had been quite busy. Trying to find a job `n all.
InkedPr1ncess: Bren had been about to answer Zero, she could have all kinds of ideas, but when she looked around and saw Alex and Gus coming, she brightened up. So did Jericho, he recognized that pony-sized dog right away and after a few barks he took off and ran right for Gus. "Oh Jericho, you don't even know if he wants to play yet or not." She waved Alex over when she saw him, everything was peaceful today except for the awkwardness from what she guessed was a former friend. ::::
VirFortisNatus: Eyes drifted off in the direction Alex was coming from and Zero groaned. Hand pressed to the sheet and up she stood. Looked down to the dog and then back to Bren. "I beleive this is where I leave for now. We'll catch up and figure out something fun to do sometime." -D-
Alex Vipond: The gesture of hand was returned in kind and as Jerry came trotting toward them, Alex crouched, forearms resting on knees as he waited for the pup to reach him. Gus stopped and sat, then leaned, nearly knocking Alex over. The only thing that kept him from going down was the quick sidestep to compensate as he shifted his crouched stance.
NiteotheAngel: "Just another day in paradise. working at Inspiration Cafe these days and playing with these two animals here. And now that school has started up my schedule has been pretty busy. Still no word of where my brothers are or which worries me a bit. She then looked toward the puppies.::"yes it seems they get along just fine. I just have to break him of the habit of going running after every new puppy sound. ":: Softly smirks as she looked to the boys.::"You should come by Inspiration Cafe? they are always looking for new people.":: Softly sighs as she looks to Gwen.::
InkedPr1ncess: "Anna, you don't gotta go. Just give Alex some time? he's a really good person." Jericho lept right into Alex's arms and Bren held up the bag of treats she had and shook them for Gus. "Oh come on, big guy, I know you want some of these." She just wanted to relax and have a good day, though she did glance over and saw the dog the girl with Kaly had. Was that really a wolf on a leash? ::::
VirFortisNatus: The gloved hand came out of her jeans and scratched the side of her head. Eyes looked down tot he dog that had accompained Alex. At least it was cute... Sighed and then just nodded. Though she'd just keep quiet for now. A hand reached inside of her pocket and pulled out a small little blue rubber looking ball full of sand. It was for stress. Zero began squeezing it while watching the dogs. Though she didn't walk off. Just yet. -D-
Alex Vipond: Cute? Well if you like jowly, wrinkled, dogs the size of ponies then yeah, Gus was cute. Oh, and droolly. Alex was still trying to figure a way of bottling that crap as some sort of industrial lubricant. Gus eyed the treats being shaken, then looked to Alex, and then back to the bag of treats and he sat there... but whined. Alex smirked as he scratched Jerry about the ears and then set the pup down, a look at Gus and he nodded. "Go on." And that was all it took, and Gus was hauling ass toward Bren. If the ground beneath him didn't shake it likely should have.
MoonlightHunger: " Ah! Well congrads on the job. Ive been trying to find one myself....havent had any bites yet though sadly. " Ice blues followed kalys gaze towards the two pups who were now seemingly playing tag with eachother. For now no, Aiden was leashless yet he wasnt a pure-bred wolf. Only a percenage of him was. The other half? Was german-shepard. Anyways, " Ya same thing with Aiden. Hes not a shy boy at all...as you can tell. " She giggled then, shaking her head as she looked back to Kaly while holding that soft smile. " Hmn sounds like a good idea. I definately will. What time is usually good to stop by and catch the manager? "
NiteotheAngel: Kalypso watched as the dogs play as she seen Alex join Bren and Zero. She waved to Alex as she spoke with Gwen.::"Usually mornings if you can manage. Since its now being run by art and culinary students. I think they are expanding to include hotel and restuarant management types too. But, they still need people to do the cleaning and running the register and things. You know. And everything is up for sale up to the cups you drink from Its an interesting concept.":: She smiles as she looked back to Gwen.::"So, i was starting to think you went back to New Orleans though.":: Softly laughs.::
InkedPr1ncess: Some people just did things that didn't make any sense, but it wasn't anything to dwell on. Even for the poor dog. She opened the bag just in time to have Gus almost bowling her over and slobbering all over her before he even went for the treats she was handing him. "Alex, your dog needs a wet wipe," she called out, giving the big guy some scratches and petting. "Sit if you want," she said to Zero, though she doubted she would. Now Jericho had someone to play with at least. ::::
VirFortisNatus: Zero thought some spiders were cute... so it wouldn't be a surprise that Zero would find a big drooly monster dog cute. Though you'd probably never hear her say the words cute. The watched that dog run all the way up to Bren and observed their interactions. Maybe Zero should get a dog? No... had Liesa already. Bren said Zero could sit so she did so. Plopping right down onto the blanket in what looked like a slightly painful drop with the wince. -D-
Alex Vipond: Alex gave Kaly a nod and a smile. "My dog is a wet wipe" He smirked as he looked back at Bren, and then his legs folded and he sat with the women. "We so have to stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk." He was smirking, and it was anyone's guess as to which woman his comment was directed at as he was looking up at the overcast sky. It wasn't a matter of when it would rain, it was more a matter of how hard. Sometimes it was nothing more than a fine mist.
MoonlightHunger: Listening intently to Kaly Gwen nodded. Finially whistling for Aiden to come on over so that she could meet Kaly. Instantly Aiden would stop, his ears perking straight up as he looked dead towards his owner before padding right on up to the two. Once he got to Gwens feet with his big pink tounge lolling he`d stop only to sit right down. Cutely tilting his head to the side as he looked over to Kaly wagging his tail, Gwen crouched down next to him. " Yea Ive been back `n forth. Grandma actually got me this little guy my last visit this past weekend. " Gently picking Aiden up she`d stand cradling the pup in her arms. " Isnt he just adorable? Hes part tundra wolf part german shepard. Ive named him Aiden, " she beamed as he licked her cheek a couple of times only to look over to Kaly with those soft golden eyes. Sharp bark would be heard before he squirmed in Gwens arms, leaning forward to try to get to Kaly
InkedPr1ncess: "Hmm, people are gonna talk? Let them talk, anyone we know knows better. Not like you're not amazing company." She gave Gus some more treats and when he flopped down he was like a wrinkly soft comforter. If it did rain, she would befine with that, Jericho loved playing out in the rain. ::::
VirFortisNatus: When Alex spoke she just automatically assumed it wasn't to her. Though his gaze upwards would be trailed by Zero looking up as well. The woman loved rain. Working in the rain was always so much easier for her. Ugh. Scowled and shook her head. Zero need to stop thinking about work. Lighten up is what bren said to do. -D-
NiteotheAngel: Kalypso nodded and smiled to Alex. As she looked to Gwen and the new pup.::"He is cute . And yes very adorable.":: Theodore would go running after his play mate but once he stopped and sat so did he obediently following. Before looking to Gwen as she jumps up on him. She smiles as she takes the puppy.::"Aiden you are quite the cutie.":: Moses looks to Kaly and grunts. as Kaly reached for Moses with a free hand.::"Dont worry you are still my prince.":: Looking to Moses as she spoke so the mastiff wouldnt get jealous.She pet Aiden and scratched behind his ears.::"Does your grandma breed them? Or just a lucky find like me with Theo?"::
Alex Vipond: "People always talk, especially when they're full of shit." Alex shrugged. "Do you have any idea the number of women who have sworn up and down they were pregnant with my child over the years?" He chuckled and shook his head; that ever present gum rolled around to the other side of his mouth.
MoonlightHunger: When Kaly took Aiden he would shower her in sloppy wet puppy kisses, softly whimpering as he did so. Yet once she started stratching behind his ears he`d stop to shake one of his back legs, happily. " Actually a friend of hers breeds them. You should come with me next time I go over. Its awesome there...I think you`d like it there alot. " Reaching over to join in on petting Aiden, he`d soon squirm wanting to be let down. " So no word on your bros at all hmn you must be really worried. "
InkedPr1ncess: "Well, I will never say that I am pregnant with your child. Not only would that be impossible but I love you and Meghan too much to even lie about such a thing.' She was grinning from ear to ear, giving Gus and Jericho more attention and she looked over to Zero and nodded. "This is Alex's dog, Gus. He's like a horse in a dog's body but he's great." ::::
VirFortisNatus: People always talk. Especially when they are full of shit. Zero's shoulders rocked in a light little chuckle. That was at least one thing they agreed on. Zero didn't speak much usually, but when she did it was usually to persuade people to get something out of them. Though... sometimes wasn't the case. Like her conversation with Bren earlier. The dog was introduced and Zero's dark eyes looked over to him. "Hello Gus. I'm Anna." While she did find the dog cute, the thought of him slobbering on her wasn't too appealing. So didn't reach out to pet him just yet. -D-
NiteotheAngel: Kalypso smiles as the dog covers her in kisses. Until he calms down and was able to talk with Gwen. She smiles as she puts Aiden down and lets him play with Theodore. Who was a bit jealous but would get over it. ::"Yeah. But, I have yet to talk with Alex to see if he has heard anything from them or about them. Since my schedule has been so busy. Trying to find the balance of work and school and time with the guys. You wouldnt happen to know the time? I start my first shift of non training work this afternoon. Although everyday feels like a training day to me.":: Softly smiles as she looks to Gwen. Trying not to look to obviously worried. She sighs as she knew Theo would hate to leave his new found friend. Moses just laid on the ground close to the two girls for the time being. Keeping an eye on things.::
Alex Vipond: "There was one...." He contemplated that a long moment. "I was ... I don't know, sixteen maybe? My cousin sent the girl away. Never did know where..." He shrugged. "Probably off to a nunnery." Gus regarded the woman, chuffed as if saying hello and yes, he slung ropes of drool when he did so. Alex shook his head. "If I could just find a market for that shit...."
MoonlightHunger: Even though she didnt look to worried Gwen could sense it. Yet she didnt really have to, to imagine just how worried she was. Hand came up to pat Kalys shoulder breifly to comfort her, " It`ll be ok. Im sure you`ll hear from them soon enough. The time? " Looking to her watch, thin brows raised as she saw the time....she too had to be somewhere soon actually. " Its 3pm. Need a lift? " soon enough. The time? " Looking to her watch, thin brows raised as she saw the time....she too had to be somewhere soon actually. " Its 3pm. Need a lift? "
NiteotheAngel: "Oh crap yes. I have to be to work to work the 5- close shift at the cafe. Thanks. Are you sure you can fit the both of them in your car?":: Referring to the massive size of Moses. she understood if she couldnt. She looked to Gwen hoping the answer was a yes in hopes that she wouldnt be late for her first shift. Because if she went by foot. she most certainly would be. She sighs as she gathers up Theodore and follows Gwen. It would seem she would have to catch Alex at another time to talk.::
Alex Vipond: Alex didn't bite. Kaly could have come over at any time. He smiled to her and her friend as they moved to leave, a wave given.
InkedPr1ncess: "What on earth would you market it for? He's jst a big mass of fur and excitement and a whole lot of slobber." Jericho had worn himself out and now he was flopped over on Gus like the world's biggest pillow and Bren took out her phone to snap a couple of pics. "Is a nunnery a convent?" she asked curiously, she forgot sometimes that Alex was older than her. :::
VirFortisNatus: The dog tossed that slobber in her direction with chuff and she flinched. "Ah shit!" Cringed moving away just a bit. Slowly she came a bit close now and cut her eyes over to Alex. "Can I pet him?" Wasn't worried about the dog chewing on her ass, but more so the owner. -D-
MoonlightHunger: Flashing Kaly a wolfish grin she nodded, " Mhmn. No problem...." Whistling for Aiden she`d lead Kaly on over to her black `67 chevy impala catching Alex`s little wave to them. Of course she didnt know him yet still she gave a wave goodbye back before double checkin if her pup was following. Aiden darted towards her, giving a nip behind her heels playfully on the way to the parkinglot. He stopped once they got to the car, jumping inside as Gwen opened the driver-side door only to hop his way into the back-seat just when gwen slipped inside. Waiting for Kaly.
NiteotheAngel: Kaly waved back to Alex as she was getting ready to leave. Moses moving to his feet as he followed after the pups. All the dogs climbed into the back. Even the massiv beast that was Moses had to climb over the passenger seat to get to the back. Kaly then joined Gwen in the front as they got ready to leave.::
Alex Vipond: "Yes it is, and ... yes you can." He nodded and watched the dogs, a low chuckle given. Everyone laid on Gus, Thumpy and Mulder included. Hell even Alex used him as a TV pillow when they stretched out on the floor in the living room.
VirFortisNatus: Zero just knew this dog was going to slobber on her and then she would probably squeel like a little girl. Though, she did love dogs. Cats on the other hand... well they shit places and hide it. Gloved leather hand reached out and softly pet the top of the animal's head. Then moved on to scratching behind his ears. Then Bren brought up the name Kaly and Zero cut her eyes to the woman, but didn't say anything. Attention back to Gus and she smile very very faintly petting the dog. -D-
InkedPr1ncess: She looked over at Alex finally and shook her head. "Got any idea what in the hell Kaly's problem is?" she asked curiously, she wouldn't sweat it but it almost pissed her off. Because she felt like she had been used until someone better came along. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex shook his head. "None. But then teenagers are a strange breed." He'd been there once himself but things had changed since then.
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, they are. I thought she had straightened up. The last few times I've seen her, she can't get away fast enough. And I know I didn't do anything to her." She shrugged it off, but she would definitely remember it the next time the girl needed anything from her. ::::
VirFortisNatus: Heard Bren and sighed. "Today might have been my fault..." Obviously. Especially with her for some reason (-cough-) being afraid of Zero. There was no way she would have done or said anything to her infront of Alex. Attention back on the dog. "You're a big boy aren't you!?" Continues to pet. -d-
Alex Vipond: Gus was eating up the attention, he was quite the ham after all, and he rolled to his side, one huge paw reaching out to rest on Zero's arm as if to keep the petting going, his tongue hanging out of the side of his mouth as his muzzle lifted to give better access. Alex smirked as he watched. "He's such an attention whore."
InkedPr1ncess: "Hmm, I think sometimes his daddy is an attention whore too. Do you ever get your belly rubbed or your ears scratched?" Now that would be a very funny sight. Of course since Gus was getting attention, Jericho came right to Alex and insisted on getting some of his own. Like he wasn't spoiled enough. ::::
VirFortisNatus: The mammoth dog rolled over and Zero snickered. "Yes he is." The hand went to his side and began to alternate between petting and scratching. Zero had spent a lot of time around dogs, but just never had one. Moved around too much. -D-
Alex Vipond: Alex started petting Jerry and snorted at Bren. "Not in the park in the open." Yes he had to specify in the open. Don't ask. You probably, really, didn't want to know. His lips twitched though and yes, he was thinking of his wife. He did manage to refrain from pulling his phone from his pocket, however.
InkedPr1ncess: "Oh right, just behind closed doors, it's all right, I completely understand." She had a good idea even if she had only seen them in action a little bit after all. It was such a lazy day, she could only imagine where the collective minds were wandering. :::
VirFortisNatus: For once Zero's mind seemed to not be really anywhere at all. The nearly robotic woman staring down at the dog petting on him and scratching with a bit of a goofy grin on her lips. The petting stopped a moment and she looked up to Bren and eyes shifted between Bren and Alex settling back around on Bren. "What kind of dog do you think I should get? Gus is cut-- Err nice, but I think he is a little to big for my roomate and her soon to be baby." -D-
Alex Vipond: "Not a Spaniel...." Ales shook his head. Yes, he had a thing about Spaniels, which had given him a thing about dogs in general, to go along with the scars on his left cheek bone. He'd been seven or eight when his sister's had bit him in the face. "A Labrador would be a good family type pet. Or a Shepherd. Redbone hound if you want something more laid back." yes he'd done a bit of research before adopting Gus.
InkedPr1ncess: Bren was perfectly fine with her puppy, she didn't have any kids herself but she had her Jericho and that was enough for her. "Depends on how much space you have, what size of yard, etc." :::
VirFortisNatus: Family!? Zero cringed at the very thought. Just a hint of panic for a moment thinking about Liesa was pregnant and now it was apparently her problem on top of all these other things. Gloved hand went to rubbing the bridge of her nose. "Eh I don't think I'm ready for a doh just yet afterall." Eyes on Gus and began to rub his belly. -D-
Alex Vipond: "Gus is my kid. He's like a big, happy toddler." Who could knock a linebacker down. He let Jerry wander off to find a place on Gus to settle and then he glanced around the park. He was not going to reach for his phone. He was not going to reach for his phone. He was ... reaching for his phone, sliding the lock over with his thumb and firing off a text to Meghan.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hell yeah, I know that from personal experience. Many times over in fact. But I'm not gonna sweat the small stuff anymore. Not little teenagers who want to play silly games or adults who do it for that matter. I got my work, my dog, my friends...and that kickass event coming up as well." :::
VirFortisNatus: Shit happens? Zero's eyes turned and looked with a blank expression for a moment at Alex. Though she soon burst out into laughter like it was the first time she had ever heard that. Though in the end she just nodded. "Yes it does. Shit indeed happens." One final snicker then eyed Bren. "what event?" -D-
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, that's gonna be sweet." Alex nodded, glad they'd brainstormed that on Saturday night. "Charity event, end of October. A masked ball. I think it's gonna be a blast."
InkedPr1ncess: "I already found a costume, Alex. Or it's like a dress and a feathery mask thing but it's amazing. It's like Victorian meets Phantom of the Opera." She was excited about it, three great minds together had came up with that awesomeness. :::
VirFortisNatus: A charity ball huh? Zero had been to a few of those undercover as a date to some mad man from time to time. Not that she looked like much a catch currently with no make-up and her chest bound, but the woman cleaned up nicely. "Sounds fun." -D-
InkedPr1ncess: "You should come. It's going to be a three day event the weekend before Halloween. Fundraiser for three different charities, it's going to be amazing." She watched Jericho pawing at Gus to get attention before he flopped back down and she just laughed. :::
VirFortisNatus: Watched the dogs and Jericho pawing. Once he flopped back down Zero's gloved hand moved to pet the top of his head. She got along with animal much better than humans. Especially dogs... Mind went to Trey for just a split second and then wiped it away. "That would help me not be quite as weird right? Social experimentation is ge-" Realized how she sounded and cleared her throat. "Yeah. Sounds fun. I'll come." -D-
InkedPr1ncess: "Good. Alex, Meghan his wife and I are going to put it together, make it a really big event. I think you'll have fun, and let's face it, wearing masks is cool." One more looks at the lazy dogs and they seemed to know that she was looking, both raised their heads and panted before they got up to get a drink and presumably romp. :::
VirFortisNatus: Nodded. "Masks are always fun." Though Zero wasn't speaking about ones you used to cover her face. Eyes then looked over to Alex and then back to Bren. "You sure it's ok if I come?" -D-
Alex Vipond: Snapping out of his Meghan induced daze, Alex looked between them. "What?" Brows rose in question before he watched the dogs wander off a bit. "Oh, the ball, yeah. It's gonna be great. I'll have to see what I've got in storage." God only knew the shit he had in storage. Several lifetimes worth of shit that he'd collected. Everything from cars and clothes to furniture and well... houses.
InkedPr1ncess: "No doubt Alex will be pimped out for sure, Meghan too. Alex, would it be okay if Zero comes? Long as she kind of chills out a little bit?" She wouldn't blame him if he didn't say yes, but it didn't hurt to ask. :::
VirFortisNatus: Chill out a little bit? Zero sighed and just went to observe the dogs. -D-
Alex Vipond: "It's a charity event. The more the merrier." Alex nodded. He wasn't going to turn anyone out who could donate to the charities. It was counterproductive to what a charity event was. "I still gotta narrow down the hall."
InkedPr1ncess: Now that was a good thing and she couldn't help but smile, and she'd also had another idea too. "Alex, I know some people I could contact about decorating the place, I've learned a lot from people who come in and out of the shop." She gave Zero a thumbs up. :::
VirFortisNatus: Until the last twenty-four hours Zero wouldn't have been good for shit when it came to charity. Recent generous donations were changing the tide a bit in her endeavors in Seattle. That and her hopeful meeting with Ryder. Palm to the ground and she pushed up to stand. "I have some things I need to attend to. Might be back soon or later. Not sure." Gloved hands dusting off her rear end. "Bren catch you later. Alex--" Looked to him and then just the hint of a tiny smile came to those lips. "--always a pleasure." -D-
Alex Vipond: Alex smirked, rising a nod of his head given in a rather regal manner. "Enchanté, comme toujours." If they kept this up, people would actually get the misguided notion that they liked each other. Heaven forbid. The smirk grew and he dropped back down to his ass on the blanket. "Do be well."
InkedPr1ncess: "Look at you, so charming. No wonder that all those women claim you got them pregnant, they probably fall at your feet." She gave Zero a wave, it would be interesting for sure, next time they talked. :::
VirFortisNatus: Believe it or not, Zero did speak some French due to tradecraft. "Heh." Waved back to Bren then headed off. -D-
Alex Vipond: "I had my moments." he smirked as he regarded Bren, then waved to Zero., before looking back at Bren again. "So what color dress did you get?" Inquiring minds wanted to know, damn it.
InkedPr1ncess: "It's like a deep red, almost burgundy. Satiny, got some lace on it. But the mask looks like a headress, it's gold and the feathers coming off of it are black and the red color. It's amazing." She would just have to try it on and make sure it fit before she saw to any alterations. ::::
Alex Vipond: "Sounds pretty fiery to me." He nodded. They'd done well with the theme. "I think some of those silk banners with the fans that make them look like flame...." He nodded. "And icebergs in pools of water with dry ice to make them all frosty..." He decided that wasn't a bad idea and he picked up his phone to make a note of it.
InkedPr1ncess: "Ooh, I like that. Icicles maybe, not the cheesy kind like they hang on Christmas trees. I can just imagine how hot Meghan is going to look. See, we have your need for cake to thank for this idea." The dogs were running around like crazy and Gus bowled Jericho over, but he just barked and ran right back for more. ::::
Alex Vipond: "Gotta admit, I have grown rather fond of cake." He chuckled watching the dogs, then looked around the park once more. "We can have an assortment of ice sculptures... Oooh, crystals, rather than the silks, with red and orange light shining through." He nodded. His fingers were moving over the keys of his phone with an accuracy that would befuddle the most avid iPhone user.
InkedPr1ncess: "Damn, you're good with that. Mine is touch screen and I think sometimes still I can't handle it. Keep track of all of these ideas, I think with all three of us together we're going to come up with something awesome." Jericho was plenty happy with treats and even shared some more with Gus, Bren had a crazy idea. "Can I kidnap your dog for a while?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Kidnap him?" Brow rose as he regarded her, before responding the comment about his keystroking. "Visual acuity: It's pretty much off the charts and hand eye coordination is a close second." He slipped his phone back into his pocket, and let out a breath.
InkedPr1ncess: "Not really, just take him back to the house for a while to play with Jericho. I can even feed him." She had a big house and a big yard that was fenced in, Gus would be very well taken care of. ::::
Alex Vipond: "You sure?" Gus was if nothing else, a big eater. His appetite fit his frame. "That's a lot of dog to feed, even for one evening."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, I'm sure. I have a ton. Do you just feed him dog food or can he have people food too? I don't want to give him something you don't want him to have." It would be a lot of fun, she could see the three of them all curled up and just chilling out on the floor. :::
Alex Vipond: "Until I started eating, when ever I would go out, it would be carried home in a box for him. Now I just buy an extra meal." He shrugged. Yes, the dog was spoiled.
InkedPr1ncess: "Well, I have dog food and regular food. He will totally be fine, I promise. I can bring him back to you later this evening or whenever you want him to come home.' ::::
Alex Vipond: "Later this evening is good. And on that note, I should get going. I have some things I should be doing." He nodded and rose, looking over at the horse of a dog. "Gus." He snapped his fingers and pointed to Bren, and the dog immediately changed direction and moved toward her, settling all but on her feet. Alex reached down and ruffled his ears, then stepped back. "Give me a call when you're on your way."
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InkedPr1ncess: It was good to be back in Seattle, almost two weeks away felt like a long damn time. But Bren felt a lot of relief once she was back and she felt like she had a clearer head even if she had been busy. She'd gotten herself settled a bit before she'd texted Alex and asked if he wanted to meet up somewhere just to catch up and she also had a few little thank you gifts for him. The park had sounded like a good of a place as any, and a much refreshed and relaxed Bren had found a good spot to sit down a blanket and check out the scenery while she waited. ::::
Alex Vipond: Alex arrived with Jeri in tow, the pup dogging his heels every step of the way. Alex had worked with him just as he had with Gus and Jeri had been a quick study. Bren was spotted and Alex headed her way, the shades he wore were planted on top of his head where they collected the mist that tried to become rain. Jeri made a beeline for mom and did the usual I'm-so-excited-I-can't-be-still dance as he crawled on her. Smirking, Alex settled onto the blanket with her and watched the reunion.
InkedPr1ncess: The bag for Alex was set aside for a minute and she gathered up the golden fluff ball and had to give him a lot of attention. Which meant nuzzling and sloppy kisses while he was all over her. "Oh look at you, I bet you had a lot of fun with Alex, didn't you? Were you good?" It was doubtful that he wasn't but she had to ask. "I see you kept Seattle from burning down while I was gone," she commented, it was good to see Alex again. :::
Alex Vipond: "It wasn't easy, but I managed." He chuckled. "How was the trip?" Glancing around, Alex took in the others about the park. It was funny, in a way. Most people would avoid lounging in the park in weather like this but residents of Seattle not only took it in stride but seemed to relish it. Alex would not be surprised if in a thousand years they developed gills.
InkedPr1ncess: "Hopefully he wasn't too much trouble. He's a good puppy but he loves attention and thinks everyone wants to play all the time." That was the kind of weather Bren loved, she didn't mind it, because she hadn't gotten enough of it in LA when she was still there. "This is for you, kind of a thank you for watching him and just being you." Inside, wrapped of course, were four shot glasses depicting various New York City themes and one framed 8 x 10 of a picture she had taken of the Statue of Liberty fairly close up. ::::
Alex Vipond: Taking the package he unwrapped the glasses and smiled, a chuckle given and then he pulled the framed shot and nodded. "You took this?" Alex glanced at her and then looked back at the picture. "You've got a good eye."
InkedPr1ncess: "No professional here," she joked. "I just happened to be using a good camera that had a zoom. We went out to see her and I thought you might like a pic. I didn't remember if you said you had been there before." She wasn't even sure why she bought the shot glasses but some people collected and let's face it, they did like to drink. ::::
Alex Vipond: Now that he knew he could, he found that booze helped take the edge off the hunger. It was amazing really that vamps all weren't lushes. "I've got a bottle of Patron at home I can break these in with. All we need now is the rest of the gang to party with." Alex carefully set the glasses back into the bag after rewrapping them, and then the framed shot as well. "So, did you see all the sights?"
InkedPr1ncess: "Patron? See, now you speak my language. I saw as much as I could, but that shop was busy as hell." But there was no way she was spending almost two weeks in New York and not seeing some sights. "I couldn't decide if my favorite was Madison Square Garden or Ground Zero. Times Square is utter insanity. You'd get blown over by the breeze from the cars and all the walkers." :::
Alex Vipond: "I generally don't get to see much beyond hotel, and venue and very little in between. The last time I was there was when Sedona and the band was taken." He went silent for a long moment as he recalled that time. He'd done what he could, when and how he could, but the whole thing had seemed surreal.
InkedPr1ncess: "Not a good place to see in bad times, that's for sure. It's not perfect there, but you should definitely take a trip and just enjoy everything if you can. They have some of the world's best food there, and since you can partake now it would be even better." She didn't remember that situation but she might not have been around at the time. :::
Alex Vipond: "I keep saying, one of these days... I feel like the ultimate procrastinator." he chuckled. "Things have changed so much since I actually spent any amount of time there..." Horse and carriage anyone? "Now that Meghan and I are planning a vacation we should put New York on the itinerary."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, you definitely should. If you plan on going to Europe, you should put Ireland in there. I'm sure you've been there but when I got to go, it was amazing. Beautiful country there." Alex and Meghan would no doubt have an amazing vacation, he probably knew more places to go than she did, since he had been around longer. :::
Alex Vipond: Alex had been around, it was necessary. One couldn't spend too long in one place without changing and not have a pitchfork bearing mob chase your ass down the street. "We were in Scotland with the last tour but again, didn't see much beside hotel and venue. I would love to take the time to travel. We should do Italy too. Not like we don't have a place to stay there."
InkedPr1ncess: "You have a place in Italy? Oh...wait, the doorway, right?" She remembered that story and had a laugh about it, she and Alex had talked sex advice that night at Styx. "Scotland sounds amazing too. I've gotten to travel some but not nearly enough as I would like to." :::
Alex Vipond: Chuckling, he shook his head. "No, that I do not own, or it wouldn't have been an issue. " he smiled and shook his head. "I actually own a castle there in Giove, Umbria. It's like between Florence and Rome." He reached up, fingers slipping through his hair, straightening of it if you will. One of those subconscious gestures given.
InkedPr1ncess: She was gawking, and yes, her mouth hanging open so her puppy would repeat the gesture meant gawking. "Oh, you own a castle, excuse me sir." She made a little sitting bowing motion and she could think of nothing better than going to Italy and visiting a castle. "Can I stow away in your luggage when you go?" :::
Alex Vipond: "It's an old holding. It was familial." And there went that subconscious, almost uncomfortable fingers in the hair gesture again. "You should have been with us on tour. We spent almost two whole days there." InkedPr1ncess: It was little things like that that Bren noticed, being in her profession made it easy to be observant. There were a lot of times that Alex was with her in the current time, but she could easily tell when he was reverting to more familiar behavior. It always made her curious and want to ask questions about how life used to be. "I would help you pay for a trip sometime, if we could get some people together and go there." :::
Alex Vipond: "Plane costs the same, no matter how many are on it. We can get the gang together and do some sightseeing. Hit the markets, and stuff. It would be fun." Alex nodded. "And I could do it without having to have a flipping fairy on staff." The last part he kept his voice down, a glance about given. "It would be a good time." A nod was given, his thumb giving the double dragon ring a turn about his finger. It was amazing how something so seemingly simple could set one free. It was not something he took for granted, either. Even in Seattle the need for that serious sunblock was needed.
InkedPr1ncess: "Well, whenever you want to do it, let me know and whatever the costs are, I'll split it with you if you want. I think something like that would be awesome. Getting away from the daily grind, just being able to sightsee." She let the puppy roam around within a safe distance and she decided that it was time to get to know her friend a little better. "Is that to keep you from going all Dracula on all of us? I've noticed it before." :::
Alex Vipond: "What the fairy?" One brow rose as he regarded her, and then shook his head. "Sunblock. Fae blood, prevents me looking from doing a Richard Pryor impression as I walk down the street."
InkedPr1ncess: "So you would be like burnt toast if you weren't wearing that?" Sounded like what he was saying, and she was honestly surprised it hadn't occurred to her before how it was possible. But then again, it could be the stereotypes working on her. :::
Alex Vipond: "Oh..." Alex glanced to the ring and then nodded. "Yeah, this took the place of the need to tap fairy vein." Giving a shrug, he regarded it a long moment. "It's good to have friends who have skills. And it just seemed kind of fitting that it was dragons."
InkedPr1ncess: "Guess there's a lot I don't know. It was hard enough finding out enough about wolves but vampires are a whole other story. It's hard to get past storybooks and internet sites when you need to find out real information." :::
Alex Vipond: "Well, what do you want to know?" Easiest way to find out was go directly to the source. Most didn't have that option but Bren had friends in shadowy places.
InkedPr1ncess: "The whole being able to walk in the daylight thing, with the help? You wouldn't… you know, burst into flames when you're out? I always wanted to know too how you trained yourself to drink from a bottle instead of feeding from people." :::
Alex Vipond: "Flame, no, but it would, with prolonged exposure, kill me. Some are more ... volatile than others, it simply depends on the bloodline and the strength of the individual. As for the bottle..." Alex nodded. "That has been a relatively recent thing. Before that it was basically hospital supply, procured through purchase or in some cases..." he paused and shrugged, "I will admit I have been guilty of theft from time to time when the need arose."
InkedPr1ncess: It made sense, doing it in the least obnoxious and obvious way, if it worked for him. Some vampires apparently loved the feeding part more; it probably came with the territory. "Meghan told me too that Kaly offered herself up to you. Now why would she do that? You did bite her, and she thought she'd give it another try? How did you keep from snapping her neck?" :::
Alex Vipond: "It's ... not easy, not tapping the vein." He dragged his hand through his hair, pulling it, if only momentarily, from his eyes before he continued. "I've worked hard to stick to the bottled. Taste wise, there is no difference, but the tactile sensation...." He drew in a slow breath, looking out over the park for a moment before looking back at her. "It's... euphoric. Imagine the headiest wine, the most intense sex, the most adrenaline rushing experience you can imagine.... and then magnify it." His eyes locked to hers as he regarded her, trying to convey the sensation. "I've worked very, very hard to curb that. And when I went down to Mexico to rescue Mars and Leland..." he paused again, his eyes taking on a distant expression for a moment, before he looked back at her, "I killed a man. I ripped into his throat, and no, he was shot before I drained him to the point of death, but the difference was only the space of a heartbeat. And it was like laying a line of coke out in front of an addict and telling him to snort. And when I got back, and Kaly pissed me off..." he let out another breath, a shake of his head given. "It was reflex and it was instant and when I ripped into her throat and felt that flow, and heard her heart in that terrible rhythm, I wanted to drain every last bit of life from her." He looked back at Bren again. "The only reason she is not dead, is because Mars and Leland ripped me off of her. And for her to offer herself up like that..." He gave a half shrug, half shake of head. "All I can think is she had a death wish. Or maybe she got off on it. I don't know. Some do enjoy being bitten. They get a deep satisfaction from it."
InkedPr1ncess: Her eyes had widened and then almost closed while she listened, it was one thing to hear those stories through the grapevine but from someone who had literally experienced them, it was different. She'd had her own episodes in her animal form, but the bloodlust wasn't exactly like that. Not from her point of view anyway. "Have you ever turned anyone?" she asked curiously, even the dog came over and crawled into her lap like he wanted to hear the stories too. It was strange how simple conversation had her so intrigued. She couldn't imagine wanting something so bad that it would be like drug induced orgasm to finally achieve it. "I can't even imagine, really. It's like night and day then? Bottle and actual feeding?" ::::
Alex Vipond: "It is. And as I said, the taste is the same. We do tend to prefer our own blood type. And … younger blood tends to have better flavor. Like the difference between something cooked in butter, rather than oil. It's the free radicals that humans gain as they grow older that ... detracts somewhat from the flavor. This is why the bottled stuff, the cloned blood, is better in flavor. There are no free radicals. It's like veal, instead of Bessie the old dairy cow that doesn't produce anymore."
InkedPr1ncess: "Is it sick to want to see it?" she asked, she was being totally truthful with him then. She wasn't going to get off on watching a vampire feed, or so she thought, but she was curious just to watch it. To see their own reactions, and the reaction of the one they were taking it from. :::
Alex Vipond: "I'm sure many in the know have a curiosity. Unless they've been through it, unless they've experienced it, they're not going to know. There are places one can go, such as the VIP room at Trinity, where vampires and freshies... those who offer themselves up as donors, can meet and mingle. I will admit to having frequented the place. Not all vampires have a moral compass, Bren. Most would drain a victim and step over the body when they're done. Now clubs have very strict rules, but even then... accidents happen. So if you do check it out, do be careful."
InkedPr1ncess: "Oh...oh no, I don't think I could do that. I mean, I could handle it, but I don't think I would want to watch in such an obvious way. I'm just curious." Going to a club to watch something like that sounded appealing, like it would be too commercial. "I never went to Trinity the first time I was in Seattle, though I was invited." :::
Alex Vipond: "There's more to it, than just the biting. It's really rather social. You get a chance to meet people with like interest. Sometimes you just gotta be careful. The last time I partook there, the girl was ... I don't know what the fuck she was on, but I passed out in my car in the parking lot. Thank god I had already had it worked over."
InkedPr1ncess: Okay so that was very interesting, to say the least. She was about ten seconds away from asking if he would go with her and bring Meghan along, but she didn't know how far their friendship really ran. "See, now I'm curious but is that really a place for a wolf to go?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Mars has gone, and so has Leland. With me, obviously Sasha’s been. Granted none were there to be fed on, but it was again, a social setting. And well for Sasha it was somewhat of a business setting. She was looking for a vamp wanna be serial killer." He shrugged. "But yeah, if you want to go we can all go together."
InkedPr1ncess: "I would do it if you went along, some other people. Just watching, you know? I don't think anyone would want to feed off of me." The thought was repulsive and made her curious at the same time. Maybe that was supposed to be the reaction. "Is that one of those dress as little as you can clubs?" :::
Alex Vipond: "No, it's like any typical club. You see a lot of girls in little black dresses and spiked heels, and others in jeans, it's like any club you would go to. And with the exception of the VIP room, it's all ... norms. Mostly."
InkedPr1ncess: Interesting thought for sure. "I'm game, you're responsible for getting the group together." She gave the puppy some more pettings and he sniffed at her before he hopped off her lap and went over to Alex to get some more atention. :
Alex Vipond: "I'll get it set up." he nodded and then scratched Jeri's ears, a smile touching his lips. "I was talking to Krystal a day or so ago and we decided that we'll do a Christmas party and a New Year's party and ... something in November, but I can't recall what we'd decided now...." He shrugged. He had notes on it at home.
InkedPr1ncess: "Where's she been? It's been like, a couple months or something it feels like." There were a few people she hadn't talked to in a while it seemed, but at least Krystal was still breathing. "That sounds awesome, things to really look forward to. The event in October, that's still on, right?" :::
Alex Vipond: "Busy." He shrugged. "Still on. Gotta get my GQ vamp look on somehow without screaming vamp here..." he chuckled.
InkedPr1ncess: "Please, like you're going to have any trouble pulling off that look. I don't know how Meghan manages to go out in public with you without ripping the GQ right off of you." She just grinned at him, stretching her legs out a bit to relax. It was going to be an evening where she could stand to have a few drinks. :::
Alex Vipond: "Well, we do tend to disappear from time to time." Chuckling, he leaned back, watching as the last of the last of the light died from the sky. "There have been more than just doorways." Yeah. They had moments when they just couldn't wait.
InkedPr1ncess: "I'm not sure why I think this, but you two have probably christened every inch of your houses and every place you possibly go." And she was surprised that they hadn't made it in her pool but far as she knew they hadn't. "Guess she is gonna have to have a dress for the ball that lifts up easy right?" :::
Alex Vipond: "All dresses lift easily." A smirk touched his lips and then he looked across the park as folks started heading home. "One would think they're aware, the way they scatter when the sun goes down."
InkedPr1ncess: "Which one of us would be more obvious? Me or you?" She honestly didn't know, they could probably both be sending off signals if they tried. "So, what you gonna do when you leave here? Go break those shot glasses in with your tequila? That's a pretty good idea." :::
Alex Vipond: "I think Meghan and I are overdue for a date night. Should see if she wants to go to the movies...." Not like he didn't have a home theater but there was something to be said for doing the actual going out part of date night.
InkedPr1ncess: "That would be a good idea for you guys, you need it. If you ever want to do something and be away for a bit, you can bring Gus to my house. He's good company, and no one will mess with me since I have a guard dog his size." ::::
Alex Vipond: Alex shot her a look. "Are you expecting someone to mess with you?" Granted Jeri wasn't large yet, but he was capable of sounding an alert.
InkedPr1ncess: "Haha, no. Just in case. Nobody would mess with me anyway, I don't think. I would be a beast, literally." And yes, her little fluff ball would be a good guard dog for her, his always happy appearance could fool some people easy. "I just like his company, he's fun to have around." :::
Alex Vipond: "He's a case, that's for sure. God help the fool that tries to take his basketball away." Chuckling, Alex shook his head. "I've lost more balls to the dog than I have to wear and tear."
InkedPr1ncess: "You actually did almost lose a couple more balls to him, remember? Do you want to relive that moment again?" She had bought a few extra tough toys for Gus at the house in case he came to visit, because Jericho's just weren't big enough for him. :::
Alex Vipond: A quick and decisive "No," was given before he shook his head. "I'll take a definite pass on that. You try having a hundred and fifty pounds of dog, step on your junk, and see how you feel."
InkedPr1ncess: "He plowed into me a couple times, it was like being in a wrestling ring and a four hundred pounder spears me. But I just laughed and then he was pawing at me like we were having fun. I couldn't help but make it into a game for him even if it felt like he was a Mack truck." :::
Alex Vipond: "He could stop a Mack truck." Alex nodded and pulled his phone, checking the time. "If Meghan and I are gonna catch a movie, we'd better get a move on." He rose, the bag of gifts Bren had brought plucked up on the rise. "Thanks for the souvenirs, Meghan and I will enjoy them. We'll have to see about Trinity this week end."
InkedPr1ncess: "Yeah, that sounds good. Just let me know, and I'm glad you enjoyed them." She finally made her way to her feet, gathering up the blanket and Jericho was ready to trot back to the car with her. "Try not to soil the theater seats if you two go out." :::
Alex Vipond: "Are you kidding? We'll have to sanitize the fuckers before sitting down..." He contemplated that. "Maybe we'll go ice skating..."
InkedPr1ncess: "Then remember those rinks are usually G rated." Big joke there but Alex ice skating would be funny. Hopefully Meghan would get a pic or two. "You'd probably have better luck in the theater bathrooms. But if I know you two, you'll make due." They walked to the lot together, the dog giving out a few barks like he was a big dog instead of a pup. :::
Alex Vipond: "You make it sound like we're uncontrollable." Laughing as they headed for the lot, Alex fired off a text to Meghan to ask her whether she wanted movie, or skating. It had been a while since he'd been on skates, but it was all muscle memory. Once trained, it never went fully away.
InkedPr1ncess: "I'm taking a wild guess according to what I've seen before." That got a laugh out of her and she asked him to tell Meghan hi from her. "We should get together for food or drink soon, try and put some more details together for the ball thing. That's gonna take some heavy planning." ::::
Alex Vipond: "I've got the venue booked, and a DJ, we need a caterer and a decorator." Phone was dropped into his pocket and his keys pulled as he neared the Benz, the alarm chirping as he unlocked it.
InkedPr1ncess: "I can call a few people about decorating if you want, I got a few friends in the business. Catering will be a fun job, get to sample a lot of food." She whistled at that beautiful Benz, it paled her Challenger even if her own car was nice. "Let me know later how tonight was, and feel free to curb the details if you want." :::
Alex Vipond: With a 6.0L V-12 that put out 621 horses, it would pass anything but a gas station. Fortunately Alex didn't have to worry about the price paid at the pump. He was however, getting to be more and more eco conscious and was seriously eyeballing a Tesla. Because face it, if you're going to have an all-electric vehicle, it may as well be as aesthetically sexy as it was technologically. "I'll let Meghan tell you how it went." Chuckling he slid in, turned the engine over and was backing out of the space. Pointing the car toward home, he debated between movies and skating.
InkedPr1ncess: Lucky Alex, Bren had the money to afford a more expensive car but she didn't like too many crazy priced cars. So she was happy with what she had. But she gave Alex a salute before she and the pup hopped into the car and she headed for her own house and getting to chill in her own place again. :::
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Post by Alex Vipond on May 11, 2014 16:48:05 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Walking through the park, fingers laced with Meghan's, Alex drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "She's so young, even for all that's she's over a hundred, it's her size that makes her vulnerable. A newly turned fledgling has more power than she does. She likely will never gain any further abilities. It simply isn't meant to be. Most vampires would kill her on sight for the abomination of being a child, turned. And don't for a moment mistake her appearance for innocence. She is as murderous as any vampire. But there's good in her." he looked at Meghan. "She's not a lost cause."
Make Me MentaI: She walked withhim, herhand in his, fingers laced. "So tell me how it happened? And why? If all know it’s wrong... then why risk doing it and putting a target on both her back and the one that's responsible for it?" she asked as thin dark brows arched and she looked to him. "I'm sure Nicole will be protective over her. She and Frank having gone through what they did, and you of course." she added. "She's got plenty who's willing to help protect her." [d]
Alex Vipond: "From what I have gathered from our conversations, she was run over by a carriage. Someone, somewhere, couldn't bear to see her die, and turned her instead." He shrugged one shoulder and gave a shake of his head as Gus came charging back, ball dropped at their feet. Alex bent over and picked it up, throwing it once more and Gus was off and running, in pursuit.
Make Me MentaI: "How was she able to survive though, this long without any kind of.... guidence? Would one like her die without a ...sire?" she asked as gaze fell to Gus when he charged by and dropped the ball. Blues followed the ball once more when Alex picked it up and threw it again. Gus ran after it.Meghan's gaze turned back to him. "And so she's 12?" Knowing she was older than that in vampire years, but Meghan meant the age she appeared to be. [d]
Alex Vipond: "She was taken in. The man who has taken her in, I don't think is her sire, but I can't imagine her sire just leaving her an orphan. He must have made the arrangements." He looked back at Meghan at the last question and nodded. "Eternally. And for all her time on this earth, she seems very much the twelve year old. Every now and then, I will see an expression cross her features as if she knows she's missing out on something, but doesn't want to dwell on things she can't change."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan nodded and sighed. "What of the council? I mean.. wouldn't they attack anyone who takes her in? And if so.. that means us. That means Nicole and Frank." she asked and then pointed out. Then she listened as he answered her last question. "Well, at 12... she's not even a young woman. No man, not in his right mind, is going to want to be with her like that. Not one who doesn't understand her story. And I imagine, thats frustrating to her. Mentally, she could very well, be adapt to handle it... maybe... yet... unable to because of how she's viewed. Especially in public. People are not only going to judge her, but who might decide to take a chance with her like that." she paused again. "Have you contacted Edward? Maybe he could help too?" Meghan felt they would need as much help as possible. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Well, they pretty much live in seclusion, in Germany. The only reason they're here in the city is because he has business. The council..." He drew in another long breath, and let it out slowly as he dragged a hand through his hair. Rolling his gum from one side of his mouth to the other, he took that time to form his thoughts into words. "I will take it to them, after the return home. I don't want to put either of them at risk. I have yet to meet her guardian. I am hoping he's an alright sort and not a dick."
Make Me MentaI: "So you're going to go to them and attempt to talk to them about her situation. But only after they leave? Alex, even that is dangerous. They could use you to draw them back out of hiding." She frowned. "When are you supposed to meet her guardian? I mean, has it already been set up or is that something that is yet decided on?" she asked. Gus came back, ball in mouth, dropping it before them again and this time Meghan was the one that picked it up and threw it. After he ran after it, her attention turned back to Alex. Her fingers that was still with his, squeeze them a lil. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Nothing concrete has been determined beyond the show at Hyde Park in a month. I obviously would like the chance to meet with him before hand, but if not..." he shrugged. "London it is." He gave her fingers a squeeze in return, then brought their hands up, pressing a kiss to the back of hers before he let them drop again. "And too, I could be worrying for nothing; he may have already announced his presence in Seattle to the council."
Make Me MentaI: "This... caretaker. Is he also one? Or no?" She had heard, read, and known those who were like Alex, being helped by humans and other sorts of creatures that people failed to acknowledge in existence. Maybe it was just sheer stupidity... or the fear of the unknown. Meghan nodded with his last could of replies. "Just promise me if you have to visit them, that you be careful. Maybe even take Nicole with you. Just in case." When their hands dropped, Meghan leaned into him and tucked herself under his arm, letting that handof his go, so her own arm wrapped around him. [d]
Alex Vipond: "He is what she calls a member of VETA." His lips twitched. "Vampires for the Ethical Treatment of Animals." He slid his arm around her shoulders as she snuggled in at his side. "She is pretty much kept under lock and key and when she is out, she has a lycan handler. For the safety of the public as much as her own." The child could be vicious. "She has decided that bottled is much more tasty, so I plan on sending them off with a few cases of 'medical supplies'. I'll give him contact information, if not him then at least Jack, the lycan, to pass on, so he can get more once he's back in Germany. If she doesn't have to feed from a human to gain sustenance, it will be far easier to wean her from the kill."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan's brows arched. That was an odd sort of... organization. But to each their own? "This Lycan... he's known her and been with her a while now? Knows the very important and intimate details of her situation?" she asked. Think if he did not, he was at risk of being tricked. Or dare she say, manipulated. "Bottled. Yes.. well, that's at least good to hear. Andif you can continue to supply them with that, maybe there's hope for her yet." she replied. "Though, we both know weaningher from the kill isn't easy. You've even had difficulties in trying to resist or cope with it, again." Slight reminder of Mexico. [d]
Alex Vipond: It was more Nadia's sarcasm than an actual organization. The vampire equivalent of PETA. Alex did find it sort of amusing himself. "He does. And keeps her on a tight leash, while giving her space, in small increments in which she strives to 'behave'." He nodded. At the reminder of Mexico, he nodded again as Gus came back, dropped the ball that had, by this time, lost most of its air. Alex picked it up and threw it again as they continued to walk. "It's a struggle, daily. You have to keep yourself occupied, and take one moment at a time. It's not at all unlike any other addiction. The difference is, that others get hurt in this one, rather than the addicted."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan nodded, someone relieved in knowing that this Jack was well prepared for possible shenanigans. As they touched on the Mexico incident and the talk of addiction, Meghan nodded. " I know... and people get hurt with the other addictions to, depending on the abuse of the objector subtance. And the user lashes out." she shrugged. "So they areonly here in Seattle fo a short time? And what was the purpose of te visit?" she asked curiously. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Business. Not sure what his business is. If it's Vampire business, or business-business. I really would like a meeting with the man. I did pass along the number to the cleaning crew if there were any mishaps. Just in case." It wasn't easy going from ripper to bottle fed. Someone really needed to start up a twelve step program for vampires. They could make a killing. HA. His lips twitched up at the thought and he shook his head. "Seriously, someone should start up a support group."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan listened and she nodded. "Maybe this meeting can and will happen soon. And that’s good, I'm sure a cleaning crew will come in handy, at some point in time." She knew what he was thinking and his thoughts had the corners of her mouth, twitching up. "You are terrible." she said, trying to keep a straight face. [d]
Alex Vipond: "Yeah, but I'm funny and I'm here all week." He made drumming motions, with a ba dum tshhhh, sound and then cracked up. Was it bad that he laughed at his own jokes? Probably.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan just shook her head and smirked. "Yes. You are funny. At times. And this might be one of those times. Might." she replied, finally letting that grin crease her lips. He laughed then and she chuckled softly. "God help me, I married a comedian... and here I thought you were a musician." she teased. [d]
DoII Fangs: Jack was with her, escorting her to a park. She had not been to a park...ever. Precocious mini Russian clad in a lilac colored sundress and expensive ballet flats, she wandered very close to the rough looking guy clad in Harley Davidson apparel, and since she was looking for her American friend Alex --the rock star- she carried a wrapped gift box. -- There was no blood in the box, so, nothing to get excited over if you asked Nadia.
Alex Vipond: Alex and Meghan were wandering the path, Gus occasionally would come up to them and drop his ball, his ... more than slightly deflated basketball, at their feet for one or the other to throw. His times of being gone would vary depending on how much he had to stop and smell and piss on. When the overly large biker dude and the mighty mite were spotted, Alex gave a nod up their direction. "Speaking of Nadia and Jack." They were alone though. No Ctepah. Guess he'd have to wait until London to meet the man.
Make Me MentaI: Meghan's arm remained wrapped about her husband's waist as they lazily walked along. She chuckled a little at Gus and his deflated basketball. With Alex nodded and spoke of Nadia and Jack, gaze of blue lifted and she looked to where Alex's gaze had settled. A slow smile crept across her lips. Being friendly and welcoming. Even gave a little wave. [d]
DoII Fangs: Nadia did not see them at first. She was simply traipsing along with box in her hands. "Jack, you got my -how you say- eye fone?" Jack nodded. He had her precious iPhone. Jack spotted the other couple first and up nodded, casually heading that direction. When Nadia saw them as well, she scurried quickly though big eyes landed briefly on the dog and the deflated ball. From there, she peeked at Alex and the lady, apple cheeks popping up in a smile. "Good evening!"
Alex Vipond: Alex returned the up nod from Jack and then smiled as Nadia came running, his arm still around Meghan's shoulders. "And good evening to you too." He gestured with his free hand to Meghan. "Nadia, I would like you to meet my wife, Meghan. The slobbery one with the ball is Gus." Alex looked at Meghan and smiled, gesturing to first Nadia, then Jack. "Nadia and Jack."
Make Me MentaI: Meghan's smile only grew as introductions were made. "Pleasure to meet you both. Nadia, Jack." Nod given to each as she repeated their names. Gus flopped over and was now nawing on the deflated ball. [d]
DoII Fangs: Smile remaining so her cheeks remained up and plump, she chirped with thickly laced accent. "Is pleased to meet you!" Jack was by no means rude but he wasn't too much of a social sort. He exchanged pleasantries and otherwise just hung around to keep people alive-- namely Nadia and the general public. Peeking over the box at them, she had big news. "I buy a Justin Bieber keychain. I think a shirt would be --how you say -- too vulgar. So I buy a key chain. Not sure what will do with it. I have no keys."
Alex Vipond: "Beiber...." Alex nodded and smiled. "So gotta get you into some Coldplay. Gin Blossoms. Bon Jovi, U2...." He could go on and on, but didn't. "So, you've been out shopping. Did you see anything interesting?" He smiled again. "Did you go to the mall? It's great. I like to hang out on the upper promenade and watch the people down below."
DoII Fangs: "I do like the Coldplay. I like Paradise. I hear it on the YouTube." At his question, she nodded eagerly. She didn't point out that she'd selected like five people she'd like to drain, that much was a given. "Mall very nice. Lots of lights. I see American blue jeans in Gap store but decided not to buy them."
Alex Vipond: "What changed your mind?" Alex almost always wore jeans of some sort. He went through a white phase a decade ago, that was short lived. First time he'd lost it, the result wasn't pretty. He ended up burning the jeans and stuck to darker colors after that. Just in case.
DoII Fangs: "Dungarees are not very royal." She opened apple mouth to launch further in but Jack wisely cleared his throat so she shushed hopefully before causing offense or blabbing a single thing. Tick-tock. After an awkward moment of almost piping up too much, she smiled and handed the box to them both. )mail( "I get you this. Is for Alex and Miss Meg anniversary. We find it at little weird shop in Tacoma."
Alex Vipond: "I don't know, Harry and Will wear jeans upon occasion, and I happen to know someone who's a old prince who wears then now and then." He smiled to her and the nodded. "That was very nice of you. Thank you." Taking the box, as Meghan excused herself to talk to her dad, he looked back at Nadia. Gus by this time was sitting on Alex's foot and leaning against his leg. Alex had to brace himself with the other to keep the behemoth from knocking him off balance. "Have you plans to see anything else while here? The Seaquarium, or the Museums?"
DoII Fangs: Did Harry and Will wear blue jeans? She looked at Jack as though he might verify or shoot down for certain. Not that Jack was paying the conversation much mind. She watched the dog then, as he leaned upon Alex's leg. While she wasn't at all hostile, or even afraid, there was something about her that was wary, as if most animals just put her guard up a little tiny bit. Apple cheek smile given briefly to Gus anyway, she peeked back to Alex. "I don't think so. We leave tonight or tomorrow night. We go home."
Alex Vipond: "I see." Alex nodded. "Well I will be sorry to see you go." He nodded. "And we still have London. I have made sure the passes will be waiting for you." He saw her glance to Gus, and he dropped his free hand down to Gus's head and scratched his ears. Gus, when standing on his hind legs, was taller than Alex. The dog also weighed about the same. Maybe a little more. To say he was huge was an understatement.
DoII Fangs: She looked sad for a moment about going home. Would mean no more one-hour outings and field trips. But! She could back to ballet, at home. Cheeks lifted with a sprite smile with mention of London, she'd be there! Gus was very big, big being an understatement and while she didn't really display any negative emotions, she stuck close to Jack. Just in case. Hey, sometimes animals get pissed and run people over. -- In her head, most all animals were liable to do this. "Am sorry to go too. Ctepah doesn't like me being in United States." Because she might get spotted, and put down. Like a lame horse. Especially if older vamps were reading her mind. "So we go -- wait. You say you know an old prince?"
Alex Vipond: "I do." He nodded. "He doesn't talk about it much, but he was once heir to the throne of England." Alex nodded as if imparting some vast secret that had to be kept hush, hush. "He's really cool. Not at all like you'd imagine, then again, I tend to base everyone on my relatives so...." he shrugged.
DoII Fangs: Her brows lifted up high. She looked immediately at Jack then peeked back to Alex about to pipe up, but the rough looking guy prevented a pow-wow by tugging playfully on Nadia's hair to distract her. So then she did her go to thing and bobbed her head. "You have many relatives still?"
Alex Vipond: "Just my sister, I mean I have the descendants of my extended family, but I was never high up enough in the pecking order to have been of much concern. Nicole and I were given, for the most part, free rein to do as we wished." Well, Alex had, Nicole had been arranged in marriage.
DoII Fangs: Nadia nodded understanding. Her brows furrowed and only for a second, as she contemplated that she would never be in a marriage, arranged or otherwise, though she would have been, had she lived and grown. More accent and chirping. "I am familiar of arranged marriages too." Then she swung her hands, lazy like and carefree, sprite smile emerging. "And they were from Italy where your castle is?"
Alex Vipond: "France, actually, the Castello di Giove is something I acquired ... after." He glanced over and gestured to one of the many benches strewn about the park. "Shall we take a seat?" Rather than standing on the path while people sent them looks.
DoII Fangs: France. She loved anything French. It just seemed so cultivated and posh. The French even did bread better than anyone else. And then she nodded and turned, skittering to a bench to take a seat. Already her little hands were folded all formal like on her lap as if they were in serious conference.
Alex Vipond: Alex chuckled and moved his foot out from under Gus's butt so he could move to the bench as well. Gus picked up his ball and moved to the bench as well, dropped the ball at Alex's feet and his head into Alex's lap. The box was settled on top of Gus's head, and then Alex glanced over to Meghan, who gave him gesture that she would have to go for a bit. Her dad needed her. Alex nodded and tossed her the car keys, then sent Gus along after her. Gus picked up his ball and trotted off after his mother.
DoII Fangs: She watched Miss Meg and Gus, waving and chirping at Miss Meg and sort of watching Gus with caution. Usually only horses got spooked and went crazy, but it was best not to take any chances. Then she peeked at Alex, trying out the name of his digs. "Cas-tell-oh dee Gee-off." The Russian off sound was gonna work its way into almost anything. Anyway. "Bye Miss Meg! Bye Gus! Was nice to meet you!" Then back to Alex for more story.
Alex Vipond: "The castle fell to me when the owner, who had taken it from some distant relatives was convinced," compelled, "to will it to me upon his death. I needed a place to get away from everyone and everything I knew. A place my maker did not know."
DoII Fangs: She listened, a peek given to Jack to make sure she was OK to sit for a few minutes and chatter. Listening to Alex, she kept her hands folded very neatly, and maintained posture that was more like a royal subject than a park-goer. At the tail end of his answer, she chirped. "You have bad maker?"
Alex Vipond: "She is ruthless, cruel, self-centered..." Alex nodded. "Yeah. I'd say she was bad. She also turned me against my will, and tried to get me to slaughter my entire family, to destroy the last of me that was human. She failed, in many ways. She also won in some ways."
DoII Fangs: Her brows furrowed, she'd never heard Alex really speak negatively of anyone so this was different. And she bobbed her head. Trying to get to Alex to slaughter his family, well that wasn't kosher. "Ctepah says if you would not slay your own mother, you should be wary of slaying someone else's." Ctepah was trying, all the time, to teach Nadia respect for life. So far, she was still apathetic and bloodthirsty but she followed the rules.
Alex Vipond: "Your Ctepah is wise. With the resources we have at hand today, there is no need to kill." He shrugged. "Even without those resources, there's no need to kill, but now that we've a bottled alternative that is becoming more and more readily available, killing is something that is not needed unless it's in self-defense."
DoII Fangs: See how she was peeking at him? Just then? Like a tween who totally does not agree, but is respectful enough not to quarrel? Yeah. That was her expression. Alex and Ctepah, forever with the VETA. She frowned, you bet she did, but she bobbed her head both in understanding and compliance.
Alex Vipond: Alex regarded her a moment, then turned a bit to face her. "We are vampires. It is in our nature to kill. But we are also more than that. We are people. No more or less than the humans or the lycans or the weres. We all have the right to live. And to do so we must learn to co-exist. And in order to co-exist, we, all of us, must learn to curb our baser instincts. There are times when it is a struggle. Day to day, sometimes moment to moment. But it is the struggle, the desire to be more, to elevate ourselves above that of mere animals feeding, which makes the struggle worthwhile."
DoII Fangs: Now he was going to get both Russian royal and superiority vamp. "I will never agree. I think vampires are superior. All others are feed or inferior." There was more, however. "But first rule to avoid getting put down like lame horse is to never reveal true self unless it’s absolutely safe to do so. Otherwise you put vampire-kind at risk. Second rule is obey Maker and elders. And both say no killing people." She didn't agree with the humane vamps. But she followed their guidelines. Then she softened. Just a smidge. "Besides. Jack is not vampire and I love him."
Alex Vipond: "Yes, but by your reasoning, your earlier statements, he is nothing but food for the slaughter. Yet you have love for him. You do not see him as food. You can see others the same way."
DoII Fangs: Alex was being rational and trying to make her see things in a more adult fashion. Like any tween, she wanted to be treated like an adult but she wanted to pick and choose when she acted like one. So her mouth made a tight line. She tried polite debate. Not being snarky or petulant, just trying to make him see her side. "You have fondness of Gus but don't see him as equal?"
Alex Vipond: "He is a living, breathing, feeling creature, just as we are. Is he as intellectually aware as we are? No. He is more like your typical three year old. Does that make him any less a living, breathing, creature?"
DoII Fangs: "No." Gus was a living breathing creature. But he was still feed -- if you got real desperate and nobody else was around. Still, she knew the rules. She played by the rules every day. She got this talk a lot from Stefan. So she was cornered more or less and could do nothing but agree to agree to the rules. "Is not like I go around killing people."
Alex Vipond: "And that is what makes us different. That is what puts us above the beasts." Alex nodded. He knew she wasn't liking the constraint, however and patted her arm. "Trust me, it takes time." Or a swift kick to the head,
spiritually speaking. "Rome was not built in a day. All that anyone can ask is that you do the very best that you can, in all endeavors."
DoII Fangs: She wasn't liking the constraint -- or the compassion that Ctepah and Alex had for all others, a conviction she completely lacked. But again she played by the rules and did try to do as they said. Sometimes? She played by the rules just hoping they'd reward her with four people to drink? But she was trying to change her mindset. Peeking at him when he patted her arm, she nodded and popped a sprite smile.
Alex Vipond: The smile was returned and Alex nodded. "Since you are leaving and your Ctepah isn't here, I will give you the number of my distributor in Frankfurt. They can provide you with any save RH negative." he pulled a card for LFI, and scrawled a number on the back of it. He offered it out to her. "I had thought from the way you spoke earlier that your Ctepah was not your maker. Was that thought in error?"
DoII Fangs: She peeked then with great interest because he was mentioning that bottled stuff -- that pure narcotic in a bottle. Her brows lifted. She was too unrehearsed to hide her excitement. Watching him write, and then she took the card with animated grin. "Thank you Alex!" Then he asked about Maker stuff. She peeked at at Jack, who shook his head, but she spoke anyway. "Yes. He is living in Russia then and already knew who I was. And he is not wanting me to die so he does it without thinking and regret it ever since." She was going to blab more because Alex was her rock star friend but Jack was stepping up with excuses as to why they should be going.
Alex Vipond: Alex nodded, and then he looked at Jack. "Ah, my apologies, I did not mean to intrude. If your employer would like me to ever speak on his behalf, or on behalf of Nadia, with the powers that be in the city, just have him say the word. I will champion the cause."
DoII Fangs: Jack was just twitchy because Stefan was an intently private member of the undead club, and he wasn't keen on Nadia or himself being staked. But he nodded at Alex. All good. Thanked him too. As for Nadia, she got up to go as well and peeked at Alex. "My Ctepah thinking it was sad how Nicholas's family was slain. He just wanted to save one descendant." A shrug. What was done, was done. It woulda been awesome if Stefan could have waited six or seven years before acting but the horses sped things along. "How can you appeal. I am abomination by law. Would be put down. Like lame horse."
Alex Vipond: "There are exceptions to every rule and I do have some... sway." It would mean calling in favors but he would do it. "The option is there, if he wishes to avail himself of it." Alex nodded, rising himself as well. "If I don'tsee you before London, have a pleasant journey."
DoII Fangs: "I see you soon Alex!" She hoped very much to see him and Miss Meg, and Miss Dezzy and Mister Hosea before boarding a plane. She had been very good and should have earned at least one more hour. Cheeks up in youthful smile, she waved at him and turned to catch Jack's hand to head off. Not heading off to drain anyone, cause nobody would ever let her. Dang. She didn't get to go all Salem's Lot even once in Seattle.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Jun 29, 2014 21:23:26 GMT -8
Alex Vipond: Alex parked the Benz, and moved to the back door, opening it up as he rolled the gum from one side of his mouth to the other. He snapped Gus's leash onto his collar, even though by and large it wasn't needed... Unless Gus happened to see a squirrel, then all bets were off. Gus loved chasing squirrels. Grabbing Gus's ball and stepping back from the car, Alex closed and locked it, heading for the open grasses that Gus loved to run in. When they got to the open area, Alex let Gus off the leash, and threw his ball. It wasn't a tennis ball; Gus would swallow that and choke. Alex used basketballs and soccer balls for his large four footed friend. With the weather the way it was, Alex was wearing a hoodie, with a windbreaker over it to keep it dry. A ball cap adorned his head and he had his sneaks on to give him some traction in the wet grass. One thing about Seattletonians: Water didn't much slow them down. They just sloughed through it and kept going.
TheIrishWoIf: Rain, snow, or shine... something along those lines... either way, Eithne was typically out in it. She wore a pair of jeans and sneakers with a short sleeve tshirt and a jacket. Brown hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail at the nape of her neck. A simple umbrella was there as needed to keep dry, after all no one enjoyed the smell of wet dog did they? It had been awhile since she strolled around Seattle, in truth she couldn't even recall if she had been to this particular park even. Observant brown eyes took in her surroundings, almost immediately focusing in on the massive canine breed being led into the park. "Now that is what I'd call a dog."
DoII Fangs: Tap, tap, the sound of expensive ballet flats sounded off over pretty stone walkway as the tween wandered along clad in a sundress spun of Egyptian cotton with a pale rose colored rain coat over it. She was hand in hand with Jack, who never let her stray far, for if she strayed she might be tempted to and then they'd put her down. Like a lame horse. Breaking free briefly, the littlest Russian did a perfect pirouette over the walk. Odd. She did it like someone who'd been training in classical ballet for a century!
Alex Vipond: With Gus now sprinting across the grass after the basketball, which had seen much better days by the way, Alex watched him and just enjoyed being home. One more week and he'd be in London, Hyde Park, before pushing on for parts elsewhere. The breaks in between shows had been much needed and much coveted. When Gus came back with the ball, a game of tug of war ensued over the less than round ball.
TheIrishWoIf: Sensitive hearing picked up the sound from ballet shoes, making her pull her attention from the larger dog to the smaller wo-- child? A slender brow would raise when seeing the ballet manuever. That... was almost too well executed for lack of a better term.
DoII Fangs: Flitting along, happy as could be, she continued on with Jack and they were in the heart of the park where others might be. Only then did Jack catch her hand as a loving guardian might. When in fact, he was keeping her in check. She scowled, sullen for a moment, a pale little hand lifting to twist the v e r y old fashioned pearls she wore around her neck. Modern jewelry was so --how you say-- vulgar.
Alex Vipond: Speak for yourself. Alex had most excellent taste in jewelry. Meghan's rings a prime example. Course he did tend to wear a few rather gaudy pieces himself but it was as much stage dressing as anything. Quirky, fun pieces. Alex finally got control of the ball and was about to throw it again when he caught the sound of those flats. He paused, looking around and then spotting the child and smiling. It was then he caught scent of the wolf, it wasn't a familiar scent and he scanned the park trying to pinpoint the source.
DoII Fangs: Jack caught scent of the Irish Wolf, and tried to use this as an opportunity to teach Nadia and further hone her senses. "Smell anything," he asked. So the Little Russian paused and sniffed. Then she looked very, very interested. She spoke in the same hushed library whisper as Jack so as not to be heard. "Yes. AB Positive." Screw whatever other scent. She smelled a she-human somewhere who was AB Positive. She loved drinking that type, as if they were Slurpee's. Her favorite. Clearly this lesson was lost on Nadia.
GentIe Disorder: Johanné had just finished a meal and sent the delighted donor on his way again with rather fuzzy memories of what had happened, deciding to take a stroll through the park before returning to her car. Her pale blonde hair was pulled back in a neat braid and her pale blue trousers and jacket, cream silk blouse, and darker blue pumps and clutch were not too awkward an outfit for simply taking a walk. She had no particular destination so she chose a path at random and followed it.
Alex Vipond: There was yet another vampire nearby and Alex scanned the park, eyes, ears and nose used to sort out the cornucopia of who's who. Jack of course, being wolf would be an underlying scent but it was that new scent that he was trying to pin down.
DoII Fangs: Well Jack wasn't going to let her track down the AB Pos., whoever it was. Shame. They smelled better than the old absinthe she used to drink before she was undead. She was still standing there in her rose colored raincoat daydreaming about AB Pos. when Jack caught her hand again, keeping her close as others approached. Eventually she snapped from her daze and looked up to him, chattering like any tween again. "So then I get the Bieber Deluxe set. Has over one hour of --how you say-- nonstop tunes."
TheIrishWoIf: Eithne was used to being the sort that stood out, while she wasn't the type to done jewelry around her neck or on her fingers and wrists, she did have plenty of piercings in both ears. Not to mention a navel piercing and tongue ring to finish said 'detailing'. Aside from the 'bling' or so Eithne overheard people call it, she had some ink too - gold koi fishes on either side of her neck closer to the back, jolly roger skull and crossbones on her upper arms, and in the small of her back, a tribal ink job of a howling wolf. On a physical level, she was a few inches shy of six feet and was particularly slender. Almost to the point of looking as though she had an eating disorder despite that she had a ravenous appetite. Parking it on a bench nearby, a nod was given as the child and man passed by, though eyes still lingered after the pair as those rusty senses finally started working.
GentIe Disorder: She'd come to town some time ago, properly introduced herself to the Master rank vampire of her line, and since then minded her own business. When she smelled vampires and a wolf in the area, she shook her head slightly and thought that was what she got for wandering too far from her own part of town. Smoothing a crease from her linen jacket, she decided avoidance would look suspicious and introducing herself would be the best thing to do. She walked toward the voices, the tasteful sapphires adoring her ears sparkling discreetly when she passed a streetlamp. When she realized the child was one of the vampires she'd sensed, she strolled over without the slightest hesitation, though she paused a polite distance away. "Good evening." –
Alex Vipond: Again with the Bieber. Really, when were all these teenaged and tweenaged girls going to realize that he was nothing but a punk ass bitch that couldn't actually write a lyric if his life depended on it? Gus sat down and lifted a massive paw, resting it on Alex's thigh in a hey, you, pay attention move. Alex looked down at the massive canine. "Sorry, Gus." he threw the ball, maybe a little harder than he had intended: It ended up in the tree line. As for piercings, Alex's ears were it. Ink was another story but his clothing hid most of it, though his pushed up sleeves would play peek a boo with the flowing ink around his left forearm, and the kokopeli tattoo on his left wrist. His right forearm bore script that with his sleeve pushed up the way it was, would make it look like he had a fondness for someone named Dona. If the rest were read, it would become clearly Donate Life.
DoII Fangs: "Good evening," she said to the Wolf on the bench. Delicately, from a time gone by, she bowed her head in a formal manner. Like she was royalty. Then she stared, big eyes transfixed. Oh this wolf was very modern! Modern stuff fascinated her, hence Bieber and American Girl dolls. She did not stare long enough to be ill mannered or common, and turned to the older vampire. Jack held her hand tightly, keeping her in check and protecting her. "Good evening Ma'am." She bowed her head again. She hadn't seen Alex yet, when she did lots of squeals and hugs would be forthcoming. Jack saw him however and lifted his free hand in greeting.
Alex Vipond: Alex lifted a hand in response to Jack as Gus came trotting back with his rather flattened ball. Alex looked down and sighed. "Time for a new one." Again. Poor balls. They suffered so. Better basketballs than his own though. He still flinched whenever Gus saw a squirrel. One time, just one time, have a hundred and forty point dog step on your nuts and see if you don't flinch when you see a squirrel...
GentIe Disorder: Johanné assessed the polite young lady's rather regal nod. Then she answered it with a graceful curtsy suitable for a low-ranking lady greeting a grand duchess or a princess just as if she were actually wearing a gown. There was no mockery in the movement. She'd been well educated by her maker. The fact that her focus was on the child did not mean she was ignoring the wolves or the other vampire or even the dog, just that she was prioritizing.
DoII Fangs: Oh. Consider Nadia enamored. She looked up at her Lycan guard, impressed and surprised and t i c k l e d to the point that her apple cheeks lifted with impish smile. She immediately tried to step towards the lady, curious and acting her eternal age again. "Who are you?" She asked this with great wonder, clearly a fan of the woman. Jack, however, did not let her get too close. He kept hold of her sleeve, always on guard and stuff. He was a parade rainer!
JuIianna Laxton: Jules had grown bored of California and began traveling north... She hadn't realized how far she'd actually gone off course, but she figured she was somewhere in Washington by now. The large red wolf casually made her way through the wilderness with a tawny colored mutt traveling by her side. The dog looked interestedly toward the park. She could hear them, too, but Jules was never interested in joining groups. At the moment, she hung back while the dog trekked onward cautiously.
GentIe Disorder: "My name is Johanné Eriksdottir." She pronounced it as 'yo-ha-na'. "How may I address you, please?" She was happy to have interested the child, who obviously had powerful protectors in order to have survived at all. Without taking her gaze from the tip of the girl's nose, she managed to give the bodyguard what she hoped was a reassuring nod. She certainly meant his charge no harm.
Alex Vipond: Alex headed over to the others, then paused, stopping as he drew near, his head, Gus's head, lifted, both looking over their shoulders to the tree line. Alex's hand dropped to the massive canine's head, fingers gently scritching as his eyes scanned the tree line for the scent caught.
DoII Fangs: Jack nodded. He was forever on guard and paid well to see that nobody slew his abomination charge. As for Nadia, she smiled with sincere joy, apple cheeks lifting right up. "Am Nadežda. Can please to call me Nadia." Sometimes her English was iffy. She didn't want to tie up the Lady's time but people were supposed to be rewarded for knowing how to greet royalty. Am-I-right?! Nadia unclasped the very old pearls from round her neck and handed them up. They now belonged to the vampire with snowy hair. "Is pleased to meet you."
JuIianna Laxton: The smells were interesting to say the least.. She gave Pup a knowing look, but continued to stay at a distance. The dog found a closer spot to watch from. Ooh another dog! That got her tail wagging. Jules simply gave her a warning look.. she didn't want the mutt running off into that crowd.
GentIe Disorder: Having turned out to have a knack for languages, she had learned several over her lifetime and her English had not a trace of her original accent. She accepted the graciously offered pearls in the spirit they were given with another curtsy. "Thank you, Nadia. It is a pleasure to meet you." She would have to find a return gift for the child, of course. It would only be polite. After a brief examination of the clasp, she put the pearls around her neck. She wondered if the girl liked sapphires or diamonds. Johanné was very fond of classically styled jewelry.
DoII Fangs: She smiled and rocked on her heels. She probably would have suffered the poor Lady through tea (no, really, tea, except the tea would be blood in dainty porcelain teacups) but she spotted Alex. Oh cue that happy squeal. She looked with excitement at Johanne. "Is my friend Alex from the Seattle. He is very -how you say- neat. Want for me to make introductions?" She caught Jack's hand, no longer sweating the AB Positive, or the Bieber. She was happy now, Alex now and another friend in one place.
Alex Vipond: Gus was the size of four, rolled into one. One hundred and forty pounds of Bull Mastiff; when Gus stood on his hind legs, he towered half a head above Alex. He'd still not spotted the other canines, but when that squeal was let loose, he turned, a smile given and he closed the distance, Gus at his heels, though the dog kept looking back toward the tree line.
TheIrishWoIf: The scent of another wolf caught her attention, her nose giving a slight twitch almost in reminiscent of one about to sneeze. Brown eyes searched the park, though would be momentarily distracted by the gathering occurring near the ballet dancer. Head tilt given, she'd observe for a moment or so. While in her book the divide between vampires and werewolves didn't exist, it didn't mean she didn't tread carefully around either one. Unless she knew them of course, then it'd be a different story.
JuIianna Laxton: Jules could sense the excitement in the dog so she came closer to her, peering with her golden eyes at the group. She looked back at the dog and if she could roll her eyes in this form, she would have. Jules eyed the dog, then the vampires with him... She could also sense the wolf nearby. At this point, ettiquette forced her to make their presence known. She raised her head and let out a peaceful howl. It was rude to show up unannounced or lurk without making your presence known.
GentIe Disorder: She smiled at the happy squeal. "If you would care to make them, Nadia, I would be delighted. Thank you." She was not terribly fond of children as a rule, at least not young ones, but then modern children were encouraged to BE children much longer than children of the era when she had been born. The very large dog did get a slight lift of one pale eyebrow but she actually disliked little yapping pooches so she was predisposed to like him.
DoII Fangs: Big eyes landed on Gus of course with skepticism. Once you're trampled to death on a street in Moscow by a horse drawn carriage, you don't like horses - or anything large enough to qualify as mini pony. But then she moved. Light as air. Affectionate. She hugged Alex, all protocol and royal stuff dropped. "Alex! I'm back in the Seattle." In case he missed her, standing right there in said city. "This is my friend Yo-ha-na. And this is Alex." Oh. She stopped hugging Alex finally. For now. Soon she'd be wondering if she could them both into going to massacre some local people. Just one? Maybe?
Alex Vipond: Some of Alex's best friends were wolves. Ironically perhaps, he tended to get along better with wolves than he did his own kind. Then again many of his kind were pompous, self-important, windbags. Nadia's hug was returned and Alex glanced at the woman of the wolf variety and gave her a smile and a nod, before he offered his hand out to Jack. "Good to see you again." Once the greeting was done, he offered his hand out to the woman vampire in their midst as Nadia made the introductions. Alex looked down at Nadia, and gave a slight shake of his head, before he looked to the woman wolf who had already made her presence known, the tatted up one nearby. "Hi." he nodded to her again and then looked toward the tree line before looking back at Jack.
JuIianna Laxton: No response call.. Oh well, at least they had let them know they were there and there wasn't any signs of aggression. She gave the pup a 'go on' sort of look. Time to let the puppy have some playtime. Hopefully this group was friendly... Jules lead the way as the finally made their way down through the trees and out into the clearing. To anyone, even a vampire's nose, Jules was just a wolf... and, well, no matter what, Pup was just a dog.
TheIrishWoIf: Aw... invisibility cloak slipped off did it? Ah well... it was a moment of awkward silence before realizing that 'hi' had been directed toward her. At least she didn't go looking over her shoulder or anything right? "'ello..." She greeted in turn. While Eithne couldn't say she was particularly friendly with her own kind, she rarely had the opportunity to even have conversations with vampires for obvious reasons.
Alex Vipond: "I'm Alex, this is Nadia, " he gestured to the mighty mite, "Johanne, Jack..." the burly wolf guard of Nadia, and then Alex looked across the park to the trees once more. "Not sure who that is. I think she'd likely come introduce herself but... then she'd likely be arrested for indecent exposure." because you know, no fur. His hand scratched Gus's ears. "And this is Gus."
GentIe Disorder: "A pleasure to meet you all." If it wasn't, they'd never know it from her body language. She smiled slightly and offered a hand to Gus to sniff. Many animals didn't like vampires, as they were higher on the food chain, but obviously this one must.
DoII Fangs: Jack shook his hand of course, polite Lycan to the end. Otherwise he just kept an eye on Nadia. Nadia was totally one of the pompous self-important types Alex just pondered. But she was on her best behavior, nowhere near being a demon kid from Lost Boys -- mostly cause Alex and Jack never let her be one. So she wasn't even going to think about the rumor that humans from Seattle tasted good. They smelled like Chanel 5 to her but -- she stopped these thoughts before Alex would overhear them. Ok one more thought... now she was done. Mostly. JuIianna Laxton: The pup sniffed the air toward the group, but without Jules' say so, she wouldn't go anywhere. Jules just took a seat, watching the body language of the group. Eventually she looked at the dog and the dog understood that she could go on. Trotting over toward the group, she stopped feet away from them and raised her head, wagging her tail and panting with bright eyes at the much bigger Gus. She gave a happy bark.
TheIrishWoIf: A nod was given to each of those present. Very social wasn't she? As for the other wolf - a response howl hadn't been given because a human equivalent of a howl just didn't sound the same. At the introduction of Gus, Eithne smirked. "Aye, a dog that could keep up I bet." She replied, her Irish accent thick despite mun's laziness to type it out.
Alex Vipond: "Gus gives me a run for my money." Alex nodded. When the dog came out, Alex looked at it, and then looked at Gus who was wagging. Gus sniffed at Eithne's hand before looking at the other dog as it neared. A few steps toward it was given and then he dropped to his belly in the damp grass and dropped his massive head to his paws. He stared at the dog, and then belly crawled a bit before rising to take a sniff. Alex watched; then looked back at the others. Gus would behave, he knew. They'd come to an understanding since the day of the Great Squirrel Chase. Which, in retrospect, Alex more than slightly suspected the act was payback for Alex having Gus's balls cut off.
JuIianna Laxton: Jules felt very much like a mom as she watched the three year old mutt request a game of chase with the large mastiff. Pup stiffened while her tail wagged, then dropped her front paws and let out another playful bark before taking off at a run, fully expecting the huge dog to chase her. Jules, the red wolf, tilted her head a little. It was strange for her, seeing another vampire with a dog. Salma only watched Pup for her when she needed it, but most of thevamps she knew had no interest in companion animals. And then there was the small one. Her golden eyes fell on the blood thirsty child before observing the two lycans. Lycans were strange. At least, the ones she'd previously met always had been. At least Garou were a little more predictable.
DoII Fangs: D'oh. Her iPhone was chiming from her pocket. She turned politely to answer it. It was the ritual call, begging her Maker to allow her one.more.hour. "Ctepah! I'm in park. Have new friend." Then she chattered off a bunch of thick Russian, pleading like any tween to stay out a little longer. "Am with Alex. Yes being so good." She was being an angel. Don't mind her, she'd be rattling off Russian again off and on for a minute, mindlessly executing perfect pirouettes while she chattered and chirped and appealed.
GentIe Disorder: Russian was a language she did not speak so though she overheard the conversation, she didn't understand it. She watched the pirouettes and smiled. The girl was charming. Johanné understood the dangers of someone so young being turned because her maker had discussed them with her but she supposed that was the reason for the wolf who appeared to be her minder.
TheIrishWoIf: Eithne looked down at the beast of a dog as he sniffed her hand, though smiled a bit. She did at least give him a quick pat on the head before he left then looked up as Alex admitted to him being a quick one. "Oh I'm somewhat sure I could outrun him." She said, looking back to Gus briefly until hearing the iphone ring. If there was one thing Eithne did not have, it was a phone. There really wasn't a reason for her to keep one anyway, she had other ways of keeping in touch with family at least. Her head tilted as she watched the child-looking one with her Russian language and what she could only assume as dance moves. Eithne, one could accuse, lived under a rock.
Alex Vipond: Gus having been given leave, did play with the other pup, chasing and then running away to look back over his shoulder to see if he was being chased. It was kind of like dating, actually.... Alex looked back at Eithne. With the chiming of the iPhone, Alex looked over at Nadia as she cajoled her Ctepah for more time. Chuckling, Alex looked back at Eithne. And frankly, he'd be lost without his iPhone. Seven centuries without one and now he couldn't part with it. "I can keep up, but I tend to scare the norms when I do." He kept his voice down as he spoke. He didn't want any paps hearing him so he kept it to that sub human frequency that only those of his kind or lycans could hear… and dogs because, well they hear different frequencies than humans. Not that they understand much more than bath, walk, ride, and cookie.
JuIianna Laxton: The dogs are playing.
DoII Fangs: Exchanging a goodbye, she tucked her phone away once more, triumphant. Another whole hour! She would have turned to inform the others of her great freedom but she smelled it again, the AB Positive. Some human was ABP. God, it smelled like honey an absinthe with sugar. She took one step towards the scent --and just one. You know, like she could sneak it without anyone noticing. But Jack had been guarding her (and keeping the public safe) for something like seventy years. Casually he caught her hand. She scowled. Like Seattle would really notice if she snuffed one ABP. Just one. Maybe two. Still she had the big eyes and apple cheeks and looked like a fking doll. Could do no wrong obvously. Am-I-Right?
Alex Vipond: Kind of like how baby anything tended to look so terribly cute but could rip your face off it you got close or kill you with one poisonous bite, or swallow you whole. That kind of no wrong. Alex watched the dogs a moment longer then looked back to the others, and then to Nadia. "Another reprieve." He smiled at her.
TheIrishWoIf: "Norms... is that what they are called here?" She asked, chuckling softly. Though, she supposed, seeing a white wolf running alongside Gus would likely scare the 'norms' also. Gods forbid wolves trespass into residential areas after all right?
DoII Fangs: "Yes," she popped a sprite smile at Alex, the Rock Star. "I get another hour." This delighted her. A whole hour! She peeked around Alex, bashfully, at Eithne when she spoke. Big lashes going down. Then up. She looked at Johanné and gestured to Alex. "He playing in the Hyde Park in one week. I go to rock concert." In her head going to a rock concert meant she'd really caught up to modern times. She'd be the only one there in pearls.
GentIe Disorder: Johanné actually liked wolves. Far better than she liked humans. She smiled as she watched Nadia and thought she might have solved the quest for a return present. She'd check her jewelry vault later. "You like modern music, Nadia? I like some of it but not all."
Alex Vipond: "Well, spend any amount of time in Southern California and it tends to rub off." he shrugged. To listen to him speak one would think he was born in raised a Los Angelino. Unless he was addressing council, then he tended to slip into more formal speech patterns but then he'd confound the lot of them by mingling the two. over all it sounded like Oxford meets Cal Tech. And heaven help them all when he flashed them rock and roll horns and said things like, fer shure. Half the time they thought he was from another planet. The other half they thought he was being disrespectful. Well, maybe a little of the latter... He did have issue with authority figures at times. Mostly because they tended to be dicks. When Nadia spoke about the upcoming show in London, he nodded. "Yes. July seventh. Party in the Park." And yes, the rock and roll horns were flashed.
DoII Fangs: "I like Alex," she chirped. She was biased and Alex was incredibly talented. Now Alex might bristle. "And I like the Justin Bieber. I also like the Judds." Who knows where the hell Nadia came up with her likes? The Judds. Really? Then she waved a small hand, put off by modern iTunes. "I like Tchaikovsky best and some Bach." And Alex.
JuIianna Laxton: She almost threw up. Bieber? Ugh.. The wolf flopped down on her front paws and continued to listen to the group as she watched the dogs play. Pup eventually got tired and returned to her side, flopping down beside her and watching Gus. Alex Vipond: There was a reaction they had in common. Alex wouldn't waste the energy to tap a vein on that one. Snap his neck, sure....
DoII Fangs: She loved Bieber. She was a 12 year old Bieliber to the end. But when push came to shove, he was human. She'd nosh on him in a second flat.
Alex Vipond: She'd need a tums after. Maybe before. Any asshat that had to be carried up to a world treasure like a ninety year old granny didn't deserve the fan base he had. Let's not get started on his outlandish legal issues, or his self-entitled attitude. It was pretty bad when a vampire could give the shithead tips on how to be a grown, responsible man.
DoII Fangs: Everyone hated the Bieber. She'd pleaded with her Ctepah for a Bieber poster to hang in her room and he'd hissed and stuff. Sigh.
GentIe Disorder: As far as Johanné was concerned, so called boy bands were useless even for feeding purposes. But she never went into that with anyone. It wasn't worth wasting the energy or the time. She could even, if there were sufficient incentive, fake her way through one of their concerts and give every evidence of liking the music.
JuIianna Laxton: Jules was a punk rocker every step of the way. It was pretty much guaranteed that she probably didn't like any of the same music as the others gathered here. The long haired mutt that she was with got up again and trotted over to the group. Curious, she sniffed at them. Taking a chance, since she hadn't asked Jules for permission. Jules hopped back up on her feet and watched attentively as the dog lowered her head and cautiously approached the Johanne.
GentIe Disorder: Johanné saw the dog coming and held out a hand, palm down, for her to sniff. She smelled of leather with a hint of lingonberries, a faint trace of sandalwood based perfume, and beneath it all, vampire.
DoII Fangs: She tilted her face, delicately and carefully patting her hair and glanced from the doggy's to the vamps. She watched the pup and vampire, and turned big eyes to Alex. "Is excited for show? I might wear the dungarees." She wouldn't. She wouldn't be caught dead in jeans, but she was considering it. Totally assimilating in her head. "Ctepah say we can tour London after we see show. So we stay there four extra days."
Alex Vipond: Good man. And good thing Bieber wasn't one fo them or he'd be eating his fans. Though oddly, Alex was sure they'd still love him, despite it. And hey now, ease up on the boy bands. The Beattles were the original after all. "Good. Jeans will be a good choice. I'll be wearing jeans." he nodded. "And don't forget, you and your Ctepah and Jack have backstage passes." Nodding, Alex smiled at her, a glance given the dogs before continuing. "You'll like it. London is fantastic."
GentIe Disorder: "You have jeans, Nadia? I have... three pairs but they are all expensive designer ones that I wear when other materials would be impractical."
JuIianna Laxton: The wolf's golden eyes fixed on the child vampire. It wasn't the first she'd seen... and it was slightly less creepy than the other one she'd met. Idly, she wondered how the little boy was faring. She hadn't heard anything from him in months. The dog sniffed until she was satisfied then moved on to the Lycan. A bit more cautiously.
GentIe Disorder: "You have jeans, Nadia? I have... three pairs but they are all expensive designer ones that I wear when other materials would be impractical."
JuIianna Laxton: The wolf's golden eyes fixed on the child vampire. It wasn't the first she'd seen... and it was slightly less creepy than the other one she'd met. Idly, she wondered how the little boy was faring. She hadn't heard anything from him in months. The dog sniffed until she was satisfied then moved on to the Lycan. A bit more cautiously.
DoII Fangs: The Lycan Jack? Jack was chill. He was content to give the pup a decent scritch behind the ears and stuff. As for Nadia, she was listening to both Alex and Johanne. "Well I never wear them before but thought since I go to rock concert maybe I try." She wouldn't. It'd never happen. Then she grinned impishly at Alex. "Yes look forward to it." Alex, maybe we drain a Londoner! Kid couldn't help herself. She really couldn't. She'd gone two minutes without thinking about food, progress really.
GentIe Disorder: 'It is good to dress properly for an occasion, yes." It was something Johanné was very particular about, in fact. Otherwise there wouldn't be any jeans in her wardrobe at all, no matter how expensive.
DoII Fangs: "Yes. One time we go see the how you say, Social Distortion. And my Ctepah wear jeans." Nadia of course wore something in crepe.
Alex Vipond: Alex looked over at Nadia and shook his head. No, Nadia. No draining the Londoners when we get there. Alex smiled at her to lessen the blow of that. "There's a fantastic Ferris wheel along the banks of the Thames. When we get there, we should go for a ride."
GentIe Disorder: "It has been lovely to meet you, Nadia, and the others too. But if you will excuse me, I have an appointment."
DoII Fangs: Well shit. Who wanted to ride a Ferris wheel if there was local cousine to be had. Slump. But she bobbed her head obediently just the same. Then she turned to Johanne, apple cheeks lifting with a sprite smile. "Pleased to meet you. Am hope to see you again."
GentIe Disorder: "As do I. Farewell." She bobbed a small curtsy and retreated backward several steps before turning to stride off in the direction of her car.
JuIianna Laxton: The dog eyed the Lycan for a moment then decided they were all quite normal before turning and heading back to Jules. Jules, however, had been studying the vampires. Talking about rock concerts. Hanging out at a public park. With a dog. They were... weird...
DoII Fangs: Delicately she bowed her head to Lady Johanne as well. She turned from her to Alex and caught his hand for now rather than Jack. Curiously she regarded the dogs and the wolf. Not a single human wandering up. Usually it was like they strolled up offering themselves with the nice veins and warm pulse. She sniffed again searching for the ABP she'd caught earlier. It was like a Red Bull, if she could have just one she could keep going.
Alex Vipond: Alex lifted a hand and waved to the woman, then looked back at Nadia. When the dog playing with Gus wandered off, Alex watched it a moment before Gus wandered back and dropped to the grass at his feet. As Nadia took his hand, his fingers curled around her own. "When was the last you fed?" he kept his voice in that sub human range, and glanced around. He could, actually warm her a bottle in the car. It may seem odd and God help him if he ever got into an accident and those bottles of blood in the cooler in his car exploded, but he did keep it there for a reason. That and the bottle warmer meant for baby bottles that would warm the bottle to a nice 98.6 within three to four minutes... It was a good set up for when he was out and about.
JuIianna Laxton: Maybe Nadia was subconsciously calling them out.. but just then, they'd get the sense that some of that ABP was on its way. Like a delivery! ...Fast food! ...There was a jogger approaching the park. Jules could smell him. So could the dog, but the dog had no interest. Her golden eyes fell back on the other vampires as she could sense the jogger closing in.
DoII Fangs: "Before I come to park." She was perfectly well fed but it by donors and bottled stuff that Alex gave her. She wanted an unwilling neck from some unwilling person. But see? She was being good. Which would prove to be a real challenge when she got a whiff of AB Positive. Her head snapped quickly in that direction. She did her best not to smell. Nope not gonna do it. Not going to smell that honey or absinthe or sugar. She refused --r e f u s e d—to smell -- it. Did Alex smell it too? She was trying to pull him along though she didn't realize it.
Alex Vipond: "Nadia." Alex spoke softly, and crouched down in front of her, her hand still in his. "Look at me." His eyes searched hers. "Not at the person. At me."
JuIianna Laxton: Jules laid down in the grass. To most people she could pass off as a dog, or at least a hybrid wolf. Red wolves weren't quite as big and obvious as timbers and other breeds. The jogger needed a break, it seemed. He finally came into view from the path and headed over to a boulder near the group, even giving a polite nod to them, as he brought his foot up to stretch and re-tie his shoe. Jules watched him... then looked at the girl.. If she wasn't going to go for it, maybe Jules could.
DoII Fangs: Her fangs popped. It wasn't like she meant for it to happen. By then her eyes were taking on a different color. Her head tilted when she saw the jogger. Her head tilted slowly like some young animal considering something. Oh she did love it when her food wore Nikes! Bright colors were fun. She wanted dinner music. Some Russian opera. Her neck craned now, like some mean vicious little cobra. Jack curtly stepped between her and the jogger. So she could not even see her big glass of Starbucks. Huh? She glanced down at Alex, c l e a r l y distracted. Real real subtle like she was trying to get her hand out of Alex's.
Alex Vipond: "Nadia. Think of London. Do you think Ctepah will let you go if you misbehave now?" One brow rose as he regarded her and then he looked over at the jogger and smiled, a not so gentle mental push given him to remind him that he had urgent business at home to attend to.
JuIianna Laxton: The jogger stretched out his other leg. No one likes feeling lopsided! Then he waved to what looked like two men and their child and dogs, and began jogging along the path again. Jules looked between the gathered.. then the human.. she watched him for a moment before standing and trotting after the human. Well if THEY weren't going to bite..
DoII Fangs: Who cared about London? This was a Whopper with Cheese and Nikes right here. She'd even started to crouch, you know, like she could attack and drain the guy in a minute flat-- and she could have if Alex wasn't holding her hand. He was...leaving!? And that WOLF was going to get him! Now she went sullent. Twelve again. Her bottom lip was o u t. She peeked at Alex. Fangs still bared. "Am being good." Being super good. She deserved twins for this. She did, big juicy twins with ripe blue veins. Her birthday was coming up. At some point. She'd get twins for her birthday.
Monstrous Refuge: Stefan had finished with his business. A few more people were coming to stay at his village in Germany. He knew that Nadia was out with Jack and the friends she'd made in the area, so he decided to check in on them. He'd been watching for a while now, but he also knew that there was only so much that Nadia could handle, and he could smell that ABP just as well as she could. When he saw those fangs bared, and her trying to fight the urge to escape from Alex's grip, he came up behind the man, and looked at Nadia with golden-eyed gaze and a smile."You've been more than good, Princess."
Alex Vipond: When Stefan arrived behind him, Alex rose, though he still didn't let go of her hand just yet. Not until he was sure that Jack or Stefan had her. A nod was given the man and then he looked after the jogger and the wolf that was dogging his heels.... no pun intended. "Excuse me a moment, I'll be right back." Damned lamp posts, he hated being exposed in this way when he may have to get down and dirty. He started after the wolf, Gus on his heels.
DoII Fangs: This just meant that now three people --Jack, Alex and Ctepah-- were blocking her view of Nikes. She woulda shared with the wolf if they'd let her go. Nadia could share! Eyes still unnaturally bright, she looked up in surprise. "Ctepah!" Then Alex was off. She looked up to her Maker, catching his hand now. Still trying to go THAT way mind you, all subtle like. "That my friend Alex, Ctepah. Hope you can meet."
JuIianna Laxton: The dog had been hanging behind but when she saw Alex and Gus go after Jules, she followed suit. Jules was being subtle. She wasn't going to full speed attack the guy right there, she was giving him time. Time to provide a distance between himself and the group. Suddenly she felt something change in the environment behind her and she picked up speed.
Monstrous Refuge: Jack sort of -faded- into the background when Stefan showed up, though the Lycan was certainly still -there- and ready to pounce if necessary. Stefan, simply grasped Nadia's hand and -smirked- when she tried to play it cool. He made her, and he'd been dealing with her for over a century, so he knew -exactly- what was on her mind."Of course, my Princess. But only if you continue to be good." Oh, he had a -tight- grip on her hand, even if he was leading her in the direction of the action. ABP Jogger would -hopefully- escape tonight without injury. At least from Nadia. He wasn't going to stop anyone -else- from doing the man harm.
Alex Vipond: When the wolf picked up speed, Alex did as well. Now in shadow, he moved with all the speed of his kind, a mere blur of motion until he was in front of the wolf. Gus on the other hand was left to follow along at his own lumbering speed.
DoII Fangs: When he greeted her by the rightful moniker of Princess, she looked up to him, distracted. "I meet a peasant," she said. She didn't say it with scorn or in the usual manner --she meant literally, she met someone that she could tell used to be a peasant. She could tell by how Johanne acted towards her. Wandering and being g o o d but her eyes were getting bright again. "You smell vein on Nike's leg?" You know, just curious.
JuIianna Laxton: Gus was bigger and heavier, thus slower, than the dog, so the mutt passed him but stopped in her tracks when she saw Jules collide with the vampire. Hair standing up on the back of the mutt's body, she bowed her head and growled low, snarling, but just watching as Jules dealt with the situation.. Jules on the other hand had run full speed into Alex, but growled and rolled a few times before getting back to her paws.
DoII Fangs: It was a clusterfuck of wreckage now and Nadia, opportunist to the nth degree, tried to pounce. She would have leeched onto that jogger like a tree frog and drained him in like two four seconds flat, but Stefan was holding her hand so it was like a hamster in a wheel, yanno. lots of running, but not getting anywhere. ~
Monstrous Refuge: He made sure he had a nice -tight- grip on Nadia's hand as he simply -strolled- along in the path of -destruction- that was forthcoming. “Yes. I smell him just fine." He wasn't going to -deny- that he knew what was on her mind, but. "You're being, good, remember?" Oh, he could tell she was ready to pounce, but he wasn't about to let her go. -d-
Alex Vipond: "I don't know who you are, and I don't much care. But if you're going to hunt in my city, you will do so with a modicum of respect." The growling didn't faze Alex in the least. If the creature didn't know what he was, she certainly would soon enough. Alex still hadn't vamped out, per se. His fangs had not descended, nor had his eyes rolled to that vibrant hue, but he was there, between the jogger and the woman who was still in wolf form. "There are rules, here, and those rules will be followed."
JuIianna Laxton: Jules growled, but she turned her head and barked at the dog behind her. When Alex started barking about rules in front of her she snarled with annoyance then looked off in the distance as the runner was getting away. Looks like she'll have to catch food later. Obviously this guy knew she was more than a wolf, but she didn't care. Her body began to shake and roll beneath the fur with a painful cracking sound as she raised up onto her hind legs and within moments she stood there. Five foot seven, pale skin, bright golden eyes, and an oddly wolfish shaped face. It would be easy for one to mistake her as a werewolf, but if Alex could sense his own kind, in her natural form she was very much a vampire. And fully clothed. Thank goodness for that. She wore a pair of beat up old black skinny jeans and a black Minor Threat t-shirt with some small tears along the side. "The fuck are you? Prince of fucking Wherever the fuck we are?" She'd come across a lot of princes, but since Jules was nomadic, she didn't much care for authority.
DoII Fangs: Nadia hissed. Yes yes she was being good. She thought very hard about something else --anything else but honey and absinthe and sugar. Eventually her elongated teeth were retracting, but her eyes were still ... b r i g h t. Jules served as a huge distraction, so much that she stopped lusting for blood. She'd never, ever seen a transition like that. She looked up at Ctepah, her mouth making a perfect O. She wanted to go be friends with this wolf vampire.
JuIianna Laxton: If Nadia ran with Jules she would so not be very good..
Monstrous Refuge: Yeah, that was something new for him too. Stefan was just sort of following-watching. This wasn't his turf, so he wasn't trying to interfere, and Alex seemed to have things under control. He did glance over his shoulder, though, to make sure that Jack was still around. That Lycan was about as old as they came, and he was about as strong and vicious as they came when he -needed- to be. He was more than just Nadia's -bodyguard- he was like Stefan's -enfocer-. And he was still there, but for right now, Stefan just kept a tight grip on Nadia and -observed- what was going on."Interesting, hm?" Because he saw the 'O-face' that Nadia was making, and he couldn't help but agree.
Alex Vipond: "I'm the asshole that will break your fucking neck if you make a mess in my town. As I said, we have rules. No kills. Nothing in public. If you have an accident, and do kill someone, you call a cleaner and have it cleaned up." That ever present stick of Doublemint was rolled around his mouth as he regarded her. He only stood five foot ten, weighed all of one thirty five... less than his dog, in point of fact, but he had age and blood line on his side. And he had no tolerance for people mucking up his city. He reached into his hip pocket and pulled his wallet, slipped a business card free which advertised a 24 hour cleaner. He offered it out to her. "Just in case."
DoII Fangs: She looked up at Ctepah. Both parties were waving the F word around. Princess of course was stunned by this. Vulgar. She furrowed her brows, debating on trying the F word just once. Like blue jeans. ~ "Is very interesting. I could have got Nikes while they say F word if you would just let me." But she still hand hands with him. Behaving. held hands -gives up- .
JuIianna Laxton: Jules went from staring daggers at the fool to... cracking a wide smile. "....You fuckin' serious?" She just lost it and started laughing, taking a step back and even leaning over to put a hand on her knee. The dog looked confused and just sat down. She looked at the card and laughed even harder. "Oh my shit you ARE fucking serious. What the fuck!" Standing up straighter again to laugh. "You have a fucking cleanup service? And how the fuck do you know I was going to kill anyone? I think that's fucking profiling." It was all she could do not to drop on her back with laughter. "Oh shit... I can't wait to tell Devin about this.. Oooh.. break my neck.." Chuckling. "Damn.. I haven't had a good laugh in a long time."
Alex Vipond: "Call it a little preventative maintenance. Since you didn't make your presence known to the council when you arrived, it's kind of hard to say just what your intentions are." Alex turned and walked away. The woman had been warned. If any bodies turned up, they'd be laid at her feet and an all-out hunt would ensue. Making his way back to the others he met Gus on the way there, because yes, the dog was slow comparatively. That and Gus had stopped to sniff bushes to piss on. With the Mastiff at his heels, Alex returned to Nadia and Stefan, hand offered out to the man finally. "Sorry. City business. You know how it is." Yes, Alex still was, technically, a member of the council. Fortunately he'd not had to have too many dealings now that Alea was in town. Mostly because he didn't want to deal with Alea.
DoII Fangs: She and Stefan had eventually caught up though it took them a moment because Stefan was strolling lazily. Stefan was still munless but he'd be there in a second. And he was still holding one of Nadia's hands tightly. With her other hand, she indicated each of them. "Ctepah this my friend Alex. Alex, this my Ctepah, Stefan." So there was no chance of them all going for a drink? No? Anyone? Ok she was still being good.
JuIianna Laxton: She rolled her eyes and huffed in a very wolfish sort of way. "Fucking councils.." Scoffing in Alex' general direction.. When the vamp headed back to his group, she looked over at the dog who trotted over to stand beside her. "Probably a fuckin Torrie. Can barely stand Salma sometimes, but at least she's not as pompous as she pretends to be." The two headed down the path, continuing in the same direction as the jogger went. If they came across him? She still may make a meal out of him, but Jules never left messes. She did start laughing again, looking at the business card. "These fuckin' city vamps.."
Monstrous Refuge: Yeah, he was definitely strolling lazily, because this wasn't his turf, and he wasn't trying to get involved. His whole existence was based on -not- getting involved. So he let Alex handle business as he saw fit. When the other vamp approached and extended a hand, Stefan reached out and grasped it as Nadia intoduced."It's a pleasure to meet you, Alex." There was a distincly -German- accent to his English, and it wasn't particularly -modern- either."I've heard a great deal about you." He glanced in the direction of the departing pair, before he turned his attention back to Alex."I hope my Nadia wasn't any trouble for you tonight." He knew she wasn't, and she'd know that he didn't think she'd been any trouble, but, -again- this wasn't his territory, so he was being -diplomatic-.
Alex Vipond: "It's a pleasure." Shaking Stefan's hand, Alex nodded and let it go. "Not at all. She was, as always, perfectly behaved." Not so much could be said for others. As for getting a drink, they could always tailgate it in the parking lot. Chest, bottles, bottle warmer... Could be a party in the Benz. Alex pulled his pack of gum, swapped out the old piece for a fresh piece, then offered a stick to the other two. "Gum?"
DoII Fangs: Big eyes followed the pair taking leave, curious as ever. Then she looked up to Ctepah and Alex, her cheeks immediately lifting with tickled smile, her Maker and her Rock Star friend both in the same place. "Thank you, no, it make me sick," she said about the gum. A little lie but she actually believed it by now, anything meant for humans gave her The Aids.
Monstrous Refuge: Stefan, too, declined the gum with a shake of his head. "No, thank you." And he gave a side-long glance toward Nadia with a half-smirk on his lips when he heard her decline. Then he focused on Alex again before glancing down the path, and back to the man. "It's good to see that others are -careful-." Because his csatle and village were full of -supernatural- beings who were of a -like- mind. That being they weren't particularly -vicious- about their existence. "So, what's this about London?" He knew something about a concert or the likes. Really all he knew was that Nadia had asked him to go to London and he'd promised her that he'd take her there as long as she was -good-.
Alex Vipond: "Only if you swallow it." he nodded to her and chuckled. The same spiel parents have given kids since the advent of gum. Don't swallow it, you'll get sick. Idly he wondered if any ever had. Alex followed Stefan's gaze with his own, a nod given. "Caution will keep us alive." he looked back at Stefan then at the mention of London. "Party at the Park, on the 7th. Back stage passes for the three of you. Figured that would be better than general admittance." All things considered, probably not the best idea to put Miss Hungry Fangs out in a crowd of rabid concert goers.
DoII Fangs: "Remember we go to concert? And have backstage -- yes," what Alex said. Her brows lifted. She was obviously eager to go to this concert. Alex was her only friend who was a Rock Star. In fact. Aside from Libby and her brother, Alex: was her only friend. Then she turned a giggle onto Alex about the gum comment. Eventually though Nadia was looking a little tuckered out. With her free hand, she patted Alex's arm affectionately then looked up to Ctepah. "Can go to hotel so I can rest?" She'd bug Alex tomorrow of course, she always did.
Monstrous Refuge: Stefan just gave Nadia another one of those side-long glances when she completely ignored the whole -that's how we stay alive- portion of the conversation. But he nodded at Alex when he talked about the concert, and if he could read the other vamp's mind he'd have -totally- agreed that it was way better to have back-stage passes and keep Nadia out of the general population."I do appreciate you being so kind to my Little Princess. She seems quite fond of you." Then he turned his attention to Nadia when she asked to go back to the hotel. A smile offered to her."Of course, Princess." He turned his attention back to Alex."I hope we can speak again soon, but I should be getting this one to bed."
Alex Vipond: Alex resisted the urge to run his hand over her curls, simply because he didn't want to mess them up. Instead he gave a light pat to her shoulder. "Well, I do hope you sleep well and tomorrow I will be at the studio so if you want to come and watch us do some recording...." he shrugged, then looked back at Stefan. "Well my wife and I are rather fond of her as well." Alex nodded to the desire to speak again. "I would very much enjoy that. In the meantime, I do hope you both rest well and if you need anything at all, don't hesitated to call me."
DoII Fangs: "Oh! I be at the studio!" She would be. Plus. Alex had that warmed blood there. Oh this was going to be fun. She flashed him a sleepy adoring smile then flashed the same smile to her Maker. Exit stage left!
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Post by Alex Vipond on Mar 7, 2015 16:47:00 GMT -8
insidious pneuma: Another night, another discovery -- how quaint that she was discovering Discovery Park. It'd been a very long day, and night, which had left the brunette in a touch of a mood... though it was her sole intention to relieve herself ofsuch by roaming the city until she found herself in a place that seemed to be bereft of the majority of people. The heels she'd donned earlier had been shed one more time, dangling from her fingertips as she weaved a lazy path across the ground; a twist and a turn later and she was dropping her shoes beside a bench with a clatter. Breathe. Just breathe.
Terri x Kurai: When she had been talked into being turned, Terri hadn't realized how much she would miss - breathing, having a pulse... warmth. She walked through Discovery Park in a haze, feeling numb... her emotions running amok... it was a dangerous mindset to be in. Icy blues were downcast, her peripheral keeping her from running into anyone. Arms were crossed over the dark amethyst corset with silver roses sewn in a pattern over it, her skirt moving with each long stride of her heeled boots - numbed to any pain in her feet, if there was any, from walking around in heels. She was obviously not affected by the winter chill in the air, nor did she dress like it.
insidious pneuma: A gust of wind tousled her hair enough to cause slender digits the need to dive into the strands, peeling them away from her facial features; and that action in its entirety was what drew her attention toward Terri. In truth, she couldn’t outright recall whether she'd ever gotten her name -- she knew Nadia, and Alea, but outside of the superficial conversation between herself and the other woman, she was clueless. "You're looking a little out of sorts." A wayward comment offered as Lana crossed the distance between herself and the woman, leaving her shoes to fend for themselves beside the bench. With no desire to encroach upon her personal space, Lana did manage to keep a certain amount of distance... just enough to put on open display that she meant no harm.
Terri x Kurai: Terri felt the wind, but hadn't paid any mind to it... though when hearing another's voice, she jumped, stopping in her tracks so abruptly she almost lost her balance. Her head lifted and looked, eyes focusing in on Lana. "Just a little..." She lied - a little? It was taking all she could to not lose herself like she had on Sunday. "I'm Terri, by the way... I don't think I introduced myself at all back there."
insidious pneuma: An apologetic expression flickered over her features as she took note of Terri nearly losing her balance, and out of instinct -- her hand outstretched to stabilize. Despite her words, the brunette clearly didn't seem to believe her statement... though she chose to push slowly, versus giving a hard shove for an answer. "Mm, I shall not judge, it's natural to feel off kilter for a while." Though no smile graced her lips, it was clear that she had taken an almost motherly approach with the woman -- even if it were not her place, nor her responsibility. "Well met, Terri. As you may have heard, my name is Lana." A sweep of her left hand motioned the woman over in the direction of the bench her shoes were marking, making no effort to usher her in that direction... merely leaving the option open.
Rissatopia: On the other side of the park, two women spoke in hushed library tones, one of them softly giving directives to the other. When they nodded their adieu's and split, the taller of the two turned to wander. Best to take in the various sights and scents while she was on this side of the Veil. Draped tonight in vintage Chanel with a cream colored coat separating her from the chill, she took in the park only just now really noticing her surroundings. It was cold, and felt colder still to her. She wanted to lay on topaz rays of sunshine but she was stuck in Seattle for now.
Terri x Kurai: Terri hesitated, helplessly looking over at the offered bench, before finally accepting the invitation. "Likewise, Lana." She replied half-heartedly, giving a partial smile before walking toward said bench.
insidious pneuma: "Now, how can I assist?" It was a direct question, but judging from the way she'd conducted herself earlier -- she rarely pulled any punches, and went straight for the jugular. No pun intended, of course. Small hands smoothed across the pinstriped material of her skirt, as if it would flare out away from her as she settled onto the surface nearest her shoes. Both hands settled into her lap, steepled as they'd been prior in the studio -- poised, and almost unnaturally still.
Rissatopia: Eventually her vagabond manner of wandering would find her nearer the women by the bench. One of many benches and not a single one of them had anything to offer in the way of champagne, grapes, orgies, the usual fun things. Her fox lowered demurely and lifted in time to see Terri the Vampire, and another woman with her. Her smile came easily, along with the pomegranate color that bit at her cheeks. She drifted closer but seemed to loiter in indecision in case this was a deep talk or private talk. Still she offered the smile from mouth like a plum, always pleased to see Terri. "Ladies." Eyes bright, demeanor casual.
Terri x Kurai: Now, how can I assist? Those five words had Terri looking at Lana incredulously. Normally Terri didn't toy around either... but when it came to something so personal... such as that Pandora Box of memories that came unglued... well, she was stingy about sharing them. "Are you turning into a shrink on me?" She asked, bristling a bit. Terri was definitely an oddity... "Taking medication will just make me sick, I promise..." She said, her voice trailing off when another voice joined them. Eyes narrowed slightly... "Evening..." She greeted slowly, and then it dawned on her - sort of. "Oh... you were in Eros last week weren't you?"
insidious pneuma: A momentary glance away from Terri as the newest arrival began to speak, never once budging from her position -- though giving her just as much attention as she could manage without ignoring Terri. "Good evening." A slow incline of head in a nod toward the woman, managing to keep Terri in the peripheral of her vision; listening all the while. "No, you don't need a shrink. Just a helping hand, should you be so inclined to utilize it." As a woman who hadn't had the luxury of a Sire, or guiding mentor, to assist her -- she seemed more than willing to make up for it when the opportunity presented itself. "There will be no medication, either. There's nothing wrong with you to be fixed in that manner." Her words trailed off, captured by the breeze while the other two women spoke... ah, the pains of being a new arrival.
Rissatopia: "I was there last week. You didn't know me then either." Her tone held no insult. Her smile still there because she knew Terri would remember when the time was right. The right time could never be forced. Besides, it was ill mannered to stomp on the conversation of others. She looked around the park, the darkness and the cold. And she stood in contrast, warm and sugary with features that almost seemed to suggest she should be in a tree house somewhere baking cookies. Her hair lifting by Seattle's kiss of wind, she soothed it down, the shit ton of diamonds on her wrist blinking and winking with her simple gesture.
Alex Vipond: Alex was running, full on, balls to the wall, fast as humanly possible. Hot on his heels was a huge, read that as HUGE, canine, whose mouth produced enough slobber to lubricate a small country. Alex tossed a look over his shoulder and waved the beat to shit basketball, that had seen better days just last week, and was now quite deflated, at the dog. Is it any wonder the dog ran him down chasing a squirrel once?
Terri x Kurai: "A helping hand for what...?" She asked warily... she had two mentors, actually, not that she listened to them as well as she should have. Her loyalty was to her Sires - one dead, the other who knew where or when he would be back. Part of her wanted him back... another part didn't. Nothing like being told by someone you'd grown to love as family to tell you that you were a disappointment and they originally thought of coming to kill you. Perhaps some could get over it and maybe even be inspired by it to become better. Except Terri didn't know how really. Icy blues looked to the other woman again, skeptically, by her cryptic words. "We met before?" She asked, a little intrigued - though her attention would falter when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Alex running like mad with his beast of a dog pulling. "Need some help?" She called out.
insidious pneuma: "Whatever it is that plagues you so, Terri. No strings attached." That offer, in itself, was weighted to benefit Terri more than herself -- perhaps she'd had a touch of a change of heart in her many years, or she merely found herself wanting to make use of her experiences through her life... unlife... whatever you wanted to call it. Just as she meant to address the one standing nearest to the duo, Terri's voice shattered whatever concentration she clung to -- drawing light blue oculi over toward the sprinting Alex, and the dog hounding him over the ball. Words lurched to the tip of her tongue, only to be swallowed back for some ungodly reason; choosing to watch with an amused expression laying claim to her features.
Alex Vipond: No, Alex was running and Gus was chasing. There was method to his madness. Alex looked over and called out, "Got it, thanks!" Just as Gus nipped his heel and took his narrow ass down. Alex face planted into the hard, cold ground and came up sputtering. "Fuck...." So much for his fan evasion training.
Rissatopia: Easily she smiled at Terri's question. Reaching to her pocket, she pulled a small satin pouch and tossed it lightly, pouch chubby filled to the brim with gentle rose petals, of the texture and scent that only a true Romantic or Gothique darling would appreciate. As she turned and caught Alexandre and the beast, she chortled. "That thing should be driving a chariot."
Terri x Kurai: She wrinkled her nose a bit as words came to mind to say to Lana's no strings attached offer except she was silenced when the other woman pulled out the pouch. Not visibly, mind you - since her attention was on Alex and his beast running him over like a plow truck in snow (which had earned a snicker) - but the scent was there. Turning her head, she looked at the pouch full of petals, then back to the woman again. "Where... did you get that?"
insidious pneuma: The second she spotted Alex practically going ass over tea kettle, she shot straight up to her feet as if she were going to cut across the distance to lend her assistance. There was a moment of hesitation that kept her rooted in place, watching the man peel himself back up -- it was almost as if clawed hands of uncertainty attempted to yank her back down to her precious seat upon the bench. Instead, she forced herself to remain upright and to tear her gaze back toward the two women ... though she offered no other words for them, for their conversation had turned in direction toward a pouch. "Please, have a seat." Her voice was directed toward the woman standing, and a single hand motioned toward the seat that she'd just vacated. It allowed her to keep an eye on the lot of them, without hovering.
Styx McKenzi: Styx had nothing if not impeccable timing. And keen fashion sense, but that was beside the point. She got there just in time to watch Gus take Alex down and cracked up. She called out as she crossed the stretch of park between them. "Now there's something I wish I'd taken video of!" She would have too! If she'd managed to get her damned phone out in time to do it. Sadly no, it hadn't worked that way.
Alex Vipond: Alex was sitting up, arms around Gus who was trying to clean his face. Alex of course made the mistake of trying to respond to the taunts send his way and got a mouth ful of Gus tongue. He turned and started spitting, which only made Gus try licking his face all the more. Hands pushed at the dog to get him back, as he hacked and gagged like a cat trying to cough up a hairball.
Rissatopia: She laughed when the beast toppled Alexandre down. It reminded her of that time in Brussels when Kimora with the fat ankles chased the Vampire down in a similar manner. Merry grin of thanks at Terri's bench company, she lowered a gentle nod. "Thank you. I'm Arissia." She did take a seat then, eyes tacking to Terri's. "From you." Honestly it was like you go to sleep a few years; thirty give or take, and the world forgets you. Next, someone was going to tell her there was no longer a magical place called McDonalds.
Styx McKenzi: "Gross!" Just the sound was enough and she headed the other way, toward the group, Terri was there! Styx put her pinkies into the corners of her mouth and let out a shrill whistle, bringing Gus's head up and then the beast was hauling ass toward her. The difference being, Styx didn't run, she simply braced herself in case Gus couldn’t get stopped before bowling her over. Fortunately Gus had good brakes and Styx, slight as she was, wrapped her arms around his neck and started loving on him. Little thing looked like she could ride Gus in the Kentucky Derby.
insidious pneuma: "Lana." She countered with a hint of a smile for the woman taking the offered seat, before both hands carefully locked together behind her back to watch the interaction between both women -- as well as Gus, Alex, and the newest woman now being playfully run over and mauled by the hairy beast. Twisting upon the naked balls of her feet, she paced to and fro for a few moments; perhaps savoring the sensation of the ground underneath her feet -- or the wind rustling through those brunette tresses. With a brain spinning off in a myriad of directions, she was forcing herself to become centered amongst the others nearby... prioritizing thought processes, lest she combust into total insanity.
Terri x Kurai: She hadn't seen that pouch in years... remembering leaving it out one bright and sunny day in the very same gardens she still looked after to this day despite Seattle's dreary climate. Terri, Terri quite contrary could indeed make a garden grow just about anywhere. Blinking, her attention was again stolen away by the antics between Alex and his beast - a wave would be given to Styx though - but she went back to that pouch and the woman holding it. "Arissia..." She said slowly, though a flash of recognition would finally show in those piercing blue eyes. "I thought it was Rosie..."
Alex Vipond: Alex waved a hand of thanks and pushed himself up, heading for the nearest water fountain to wash his mouth out. He rinsed, flushed, swished, spit, and did it all over again, until the dirt and dog slobber, as well as the residual feel of it, was gone. Once he was done, he cupped a handful of water to wipe at his face because he was certain he had to be dirt streaked. And then he wiped his face on the inside of his t-shirt. Yes he pulled his shirt up and flashed everyone his pale assed stomach. Then he was heading for the others, Gus's deflated basketball tossed toward him. "Traitor...." Gus was eating up Styx's attention as Alex closed the distance. The ball Alex tossed? Gus had it in his mouth, head down, ass up, gnawing on it as if he was going to eat it all.
Rissatopia: "What a pretty name," she murmured happily like a cozy pussycat. She gazed at Lana in a curious, warm manner. Her gaze went to le petit cutie with the oversized dog, to Alexandre and finally to Terri. Viola! She could practically feel it when the realization hit. "That's what you called me when you were a little girl." In that way her name was Rosie, at least where Terri was concerned. The soft grin reserved mostly for Terri alone, tugged the corners of her mouth.
insidious pneuma: Two steps were taken backward from the grouping of individuals around the bench, only to shift her weight between right and left feet to change directions and loop around the rear -- allowing her to pluck up her shoes a moment later. As much as she wanted to thrust her feet back into those adorable heels, she had no desire to establish a clickety-clack of heels upon the pavement; nor sink the heels into the sod beyond. Instead, she let them dangle from her fingertips... the toes knicking up against a bare knee anytime her weight shifted. "Is there a hotel around here?" A random question, but she'd never gotten a full answer as to appropriate places to rent -- and such might take a day or two to establish.
Terri x Kurai: Just watch out for the Terri puddle - which was not over Alex's colorless abs there because, lets face it, Terri was like day-glo white compared to him - but because that Pandora's Box of dark memories finally showed a silver lining of sorts. "That was ages ago..." Or so it felt to her now. "I still have the rose garden too... its grown more." She lifted her head to look at Lana when asking about hotels and she hesitated a moment. Terri didn't go out much so really there was only one hotel she sorta knew, but she didn't know where it was in relation to the park. "Ah... good question..."
Alex Vipond: "Quite a few actually, the Sheraton's a good one. Damned nice suites there." He nodded. "I like their bathrobes...." Okay so maybe he had a thing about bathrobes.
Terri x Kurai: Don't forget some having a piano too.
Alex Vipond: There is that too.
Rissatopia: Her smile appeared when Alexandre was closer, she gazed at him for a moment before her gaze tacked to Terri's. And look at Terri, grown and beautiful with the heart shaped face and intense blue eyes. That was a long ago, she said. "And so it was, but I promised you I would see you again." This time, she was even there for real as opposed to walking into dreams. She remained at Terri's side, almost like a genie sent from a bottle of sunshine for the fanged ingenue, but she mulled over the local five star hotel choices. "I didn't like the pancakes there at Sheraton."
insidious pneuma: A slow cant of her head to the right as she regarded Alex in a stunning display of total silence, as if trying to read through some shadowy veil that had been pulled over her gaze. Soft lips parted momentarily, not once – but twice -- before her tongue unraveled to produce words. "Great bathrobes, less than stellar pancakes..." A squint of her right eye as she paraphrased both statements, before the eyelid peeled back once again so she could rake her gaze across the horizon. With an open palm, her hand rubbed gently over the curve of her hip -- an action generally utilized when she faced a situation that consisted of indecision, before she issued a snap of her fingers and hauled the hand behind her back. "I suppose the pancakes aren't much of a dealbreaker, what with the arrangement being temporary." The subtle uplift at the corner of her lips suggested a grin waiting somewhere in the wings, though it hadn't the strength to blossom upon her features.
Alex Vipond: Alex smiled to each in turn and damned if his energy wasn't just spiking. It was amazing how much adrenaline one could produce while being chased by a hundred and forty pound dog. "What was wrong with the pancakes?" He hadn't eaten pancakes the times he'd stayed there. He was amped. And ready to run, ready to play, ready to ... get on stage and sing his balls off. Figuratively speaking. "Don't order the pancakes." he shook his head. Alex bounced on the balls of his feet and looked around, then finally pulled his smokes out of his jacket pocket and lit one up.
Terri x Kurai: "And you couldn't of picked a better time either..." Terri replied with a partial smile before looking back at Lana and Alex. When he asked what was wrong with pancakes, Terri had a sort of 'duh' look. "It's human food, that's what's wrong."
Rissatopia: The corners of her mouth twitched, she answered them in turn. "Lana we are breaking up," she said but she was kidding. Pancakes were vital, and she answered Alexandre as well in typical Arissia manner. "The syrup wasn't sweet enough and they didn't have honey butter. Who doesn't have that? This is not a third world country." The Fae loved her sugar and high fructose corn syrup. She studied Terri then, supposing she herself was the only one present who enjoyed human food. This might mean nobody would go for pizza [and a party, some cannabis and an orgy] later.
insidious pneuma: "No pancakes." She reiterated his statement with a touch of a smirk, her free hand inching up to pluck away a few strands that seemed hell-bent on clinging to her skin in a stripe across her vision. That's about when she noted Alex's up and down bouncing, and her gaze watched the movements for a few moments before Arissia's voice cut through her study. "Breaking up? Another letdown..." A mock expression of sadness was plastered upon her features, before the earlier smirk began to crack through once again. Though she hardly was one to exhibit exhaustion, if she were normal -- watching Alex would have been tiring. "Keep that up, and I might attempt to convince you to run to the Sheraton and reserve me a room. Or at least jog ahead of me while I walk camly."
Alex Vipond: Alex gestured to Rissy with his smoking hand, and shook his head. "She doesn't have that issue." Looking back at Rissy as she answered, he took another drag, and then chuckled. "That's the syrup, not the pancakes and I'm sure they had more than one flavor of syrup, and I have never had honey butter." No clue what it was. He looked at Lana and chuckled. "I have a lot of energy...." You think that's bad, check him out on stage. He's like a Jack Russell Terrier on crack.
Terri x Kurai: "What fun is that?" Terri scoffed, snickering a bit before looking at Alex. "How fast can you really run?" She asked him, smirking - yes, she meant no holding back just straight up sprinting.
Rissatopia: How had he rolled with Arissia for however many years and never had honey butter? Lifting from the bench, she shook out her hair but it was a forgone bedhead mess. Her gaze went to Alexandre because short of snorting some blow [which she was all for, P.S., if anyone wanted] she didn't understand where he derived that energy. "My friend is having a party in Monaco in a few days. We should go. They'll have good wine." And honey butter. And lots of colorful lust filled people and crystal flutes, and all the things that made life worth getting out of bed. She said it of course out of nowhere because sometimes she had the attention span of a gnat. However she had a great rack and she smelled divine so she was better than any gnat.
insidious pneuma: "I'd suggest you indulge us with your immense amount of energy, but I'm fairly certain I'm in no position to make suggestions of such." A quick nod in the direction of Terri at her query, with one hand snaking up to press a few fingertips to the hollow of her throat. Soon, she was dropping those heels back down toward the ground so that she could utilize each arm as a means of stabilizing herself in an upright position -- all so she could tuck first theleft, then the right, foot into the corresponding shoe. "The Sheraton, a long walk?" A somewhat disjointed question as she glanced across the trio of faces before her, figuring at least one of them might point in the general direction of the hotel... lest she meander about the city proper for the entirety of the night, and wind up in a foul disposition later.
Alex Vipond: "I'm down, how far is it to Monaco? By Sea? We could take the boat." Wait, a few days? Not enough time. "Fuck that, we'd be late." He looked over at Lana. "Indulge?" He stared at her blankly for a long moment. "Why walk? It's on Union and Pike, but again, why walk?"
MacabreSaVant: There was a familiar tug and pull from that metaphysical plane on Alex's psyche' (sort of speak) . With the keen hearing, he'd hear the distant rumble of an approaching vehicle. Not just any sort of vehicle. Loud, roaring down the road. Familiar, it would hit him rather suddenly as that tug would indicate the arrival of a familiar to the vampire.
insidious pneuma: A blissful moment of recollection regarding Monaco, many years in the past; though that moment was fleeting and memories dashed at the questions tossed her way. Indulge? She left the question unanswered, though the second one she addressed without hesitation... perhaps with the slightest hint of embarrassment to her tone. Was that pink in her cheeks? She'd blame it on the cooler weather and the manner in which it reacted to the heat of her skin. "No vehicle to speak of, thus I make amazing use of my feet." There were other modes of transportation, but she wasn't about to divulge those in present company -- and she simply wasn't the type to overuse those so-called gifts.
Alex Vipond: Yep, there was that familiar feel. It had been forever since that presence had been felt and Alex's head turned, looking in the direction from which the bike was rolling, waiting, once more bouncing on the balls of his feet. He took a last drag off his smoke and tossed the butt into the can, and soon, Gus's head picked up. Actually a suite and a party was sounding better and better by the moment, especially since his brother just arrived. Okay so they weren't actually siblings, but it was close, yes? "No problem, we'll ride you there." He was up on the balls of his feet and then he was stepping up onto the bench and then onto the back of it, balancing without so much as a waver as he looked toward the lot to try and catch a glimpse of the bike and rider.
Rissatopia: Mildly, an expression of distaste touched her features. She wasn't overly fond of boat travel. Now lounging around on a yacht sipping at bubbly decked in the latest Prada shades or just getting down on deck, count her in. It was the actual boating that gave her pause. Her expression wasn't Instagram worthy for a moment but it passed. "We'll fly." She turned to Terri with the smile flashing, tugging the corners of baby doll mouth. "You'll be at your club tomorrow so I can stalk you?"
Alex Vipond: "Wait, what? Thought we were all going to party?"
MacabreSaVant: It was the slice of light casting over the road. Cutting left, then right as the biker followed the winding smaller road of the park towards the now awaiting Alex. Rolling up on the black Harley Davidson Night Rod, sat the massive frame of Marsten. Blonde haired, pulled back in a low tail to rest on his muscled shoulders. Fitted pearl snap longsleeve shirt, the sleeves rolled up strong forearms. Black jeans, and boots. Looking right out of a damn catalogue. That engine suddenly cut off, he would swing a leg over, dismounting . Blues rose up and caught sight of Alex, lips tugged to an easy grin as he'd approach the man.
Terri x Kurai: Terri looked between Alex and Rissa before deciding it likely best to start trekking it home. She looked up at Rissa when asked about Eros and couldn't help a chuckle. "If you think I'm stalk worthy..." She replied - though another thought came to mind instead. "You ought to see the garden now. It's a lot bigger than just the wall it was when you saw it last." She said with a smile - though Alex's words about a party made her blink and look at him. "What party?"
MacabreSaVant: "Its been too long" Deep voice rumbled forth.
Rissatopia: "Well you're at the top of my list but Alexandre is right. If we're going to Monaco, I can't come tomorrow night. You should pack."
insidious pneuma: If Lana had been tossing back a bit of whiskey, she may very well have choked on the liquid with the manner that Alex replied. we'll ride you there. Phrasing was everything, but she was letting it pass for the time being -- if for no other reason than to keep the peace. "Party, Sheraton suite." Whatever, she hadn't intended on sleeping anytime soon anyway; but a place to separate herself from the mortal world for a few hours at a time would have been beneficial. At the arrival of the newest member to their little gathering, the spritely little thing gave an up nod of recognition in his direction -- while wisely keeping distance between herself and the others, for the time it took for her to pivot upon the balls of her feet in search of the establishment. "Especially if the lot of you are going on a vacation, call it a pre-vacation party, or something."
Terri x Kurai: "Vacation? Whoa, whoa... who said anything about a vacation?"
Alex Vipond: "And the party just arrived...." Alex grinned and stepped off the back of the bench, moving toward Mars to offer an upraised hand to the wolf. "Dude, just in time, we're about to make a party!" Once their hands clasped, he pulled Mars in for the hug and shoulder clap, before he stepped back. Gus of course had to come over and get his greetings. "Fuck let’s just go to my place. I got everything.... except room service...." But he had booze and music and they could get food on the way home. And that would also solve the issue of not having to sneak a one hundred and forty pound dog into a hotel.
Rissatopia: She hadn't felt so much confusion since that time she went to some sort of convention in Silicon Valley. She did meet a guy with orange hair at that convention and he had the best Star Wars action figure collection. Fox lashes lowering and lifting, she gazed between them all trying to decode whether they were getting on a plane, getting in a car or if Terri just wanted to go home. She wouldn't mind partying or going to crash because her new sheets were 800 TC and nothing felt better than that.
MacabreSaVant: Hand grasped, he leaned in with the slender fellow. Shoulders met and a hand patted to the back of Alex as he grinned broadly. " Seems I have arrived just in time" Flash of teeth, eyes slanted over to the slew of women hanging around him. "This happen often?" A deep chuckle. Hand dropped then to greet Gus." Hey boy" that country boy drawl eased from him.
Terri x Kurai: Terri didn't know wtf was going on and so far no one had been too forthcoming with any details either. Annoyed? Just a tad... she looked over at Rissa with a motion to Alex, Lana, and the new arrival. "Do you know what the fuck is going on?"
insidious pneuma: No amount of laughter could have accurately display her amusement at the current situation at hand, though one soft hand rose up to carefully cross over her lips in an effort to stifle a strangled sound before it could come to fruition. "Hell, why not... nothing like breaking in a new city and a new group of people." She hadn't meant that to come out as if they were unbroken steeds, but come on -- Alex started it. Pale white enamel captured her lower lip, rolling the flesh about and nearly splitting the flesh open in the process; before both brows darted up as she regarded both the women perched upon the bench. "C'mon."
Alex Vipond: Pffft speak for herself. "Come on, any takers? We can go streaking down the golf course." Alex looked back at Mars. "What, a party? Not as often as it should." He looked back at the girls. "My house. Party. Food. Hell, if it's not too cold we can fire up the grill." Even if it was too cold, Alex had a parka somewhere.
MacabreSaVant: "Sounds good. By the way. Im crashing at your place" A slap to Alex's back in that brotherly affection. Stepping away, he'd wait so he would either ride his bike or whatever to wherever.
Rissatopia: He said the one word that could get Arissia's attention: grill. Grill, food, sugar, anything along those lines. Fox lashes flirting, she landed bright gaze on Terri with a smile. "Alexandre invited us all over. And Lana. Wants to break us in." As if they were all mustangs. Hopefully it involved some sort of good music or grade A Pakistani heroin. Or something.
insidious pneuma: Thinks Rissa would look great with a bit.
Rissatopia: She got up. It was easy to talk the Queen into going wherever. As long as food (or drugs, sex or sunshine) were involved.
Alex Vipond: Smell of leather, sting of the whip...
Rissatopia: Still a Fae. Stop horsing around.
insidious pneuma: Neigh.
Terri x Kurai: Let it be known that if it wasn't 2:30am in the morning, then mun would be more than happy to send Terri off on a party. BUT because of the last minute of it all, Terri would need to be a killjoy and turn this down. "I'll pass." She replied, pushing off from the bench though looking to Rissa with a smile. "Nice seeing you again." She said briefly before heading away from the party bound groupies.
Alex Vipond: Someone was getting bit tonight, that's all there was to it. "Terri.... Next one you are not getting out of!" He pointed at her as she walked away and then he moved to grab Gus's ball, or what was left of the damned thing. "Let's go home, we gotta stop at the store first, and you..." he looked at Mars. Can have any room but mine or Gus's." yes, the dog had his own room. As big as he was, he needed it, Alex needed him to have it. The one time he'd tried to sleep in Alex's bed, Alex had ended up on the damned floor.
Terri x Kurai: Ok, that made her bristle a bit, pivoting to look back at him with a narrowing of eyes. "FYI, Alex, not everyone is at your beck and call." She called back then back around she went.
MacabreSaVant: A hand rose in farewell to the woman who left, attention turned back to Alex and he'd nod. Chuckling. " Alright.. I can live with that"
Alex Vipond: "Damn it Terri I didn't mean it like that!" Fuck. He sighed.
insidious pneuma: A sharp inhale through her teeth at Terri's statement toward Alex, and then lips were pressing into a thin line as her gaze bounded back in the direction of the trio left standing before her. No words, at least not at that particular moment, were offered to deflect the wayward strike of the tone. "Mm, Mars." She was not making an awkward reference to wanting to devour him, she'd just been interrupted mid-thought process -- and that sound simply hung around on her tongue. "Lana, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." That hand was claimed in a casual display of initial comradery by the warmth of her own, and following a shake; it retreated back in the direction of her hip where it'd been lingering for going on a few minutes now.
Rissatopia: Her smile wistful when Terri said her goodnight's, she debated whether she should follow and visit with her longer. Her gaze then went to Alexandre and the others. The mood seemed serious for a moment and she didn't do serious very often. Words like serious, maternal, commitment, Nike, whole wheat --- just not in her lexicon. Poly cotton. There's another.
MacabreSaVant: Serious mood. Hm. Eyes cut to the side, first to Insidious and then to Riss. Offering his hand out. " So.... I'm Mars" Introductions. Yay.
Alex Vipond: Nike should be in there under Just do it. Alex looked back at the others. "Yes, Mars, Rissy, and Lana...." Alex made the round, with a gesture to each and then he was lighting up another smoke since they'd not moved toward his car yet. "The one that bailed is Terri, I told her about our trip south of the border the other day." Yeah that had sucked ass. More so for Mars and Leland, but it had sucked.
Rissatopia: Pift. Only things under Just Do It were young Army men and anything larger than two carats. So FYI they really were standing around in a cold dark park. It was like the setting for a bad Coldplay song. Drawn from her thoughts, she smiled at Mars with the introductions."Nice to meet you."
Alex Vipond: What was wrong with Coldplay?
MacabreSaVant: When flesh met, she'd find his body temp was rather hot. Releasing her grasp, his eyes levelled upon Alex as he spoke of that..shitty week or whatever it was. A snort and grunt in response to that. " Lets go .. " Oh, his attention caught by Rissa. and Lana. " Pleasure .." He offered a smile then even if it was lilted cause of the mention of his past.
Alex Vipond: They'd party that frown right out soon enough. "Gus, car." That was all Alex had to say and the dog was heading for that murdered out Benz. "Let's go..." he turned, stepping backward as he moved to follow Gus, looking at the girls to see who was riding with whom.
Rissatopia: She bent each skinny leg in turn like some awkward stork, plucking off Prada heels to tote. She was ready to go. To Alexandre’s house, Lana's suite, Narnia. Basically anywhere warmer than the park. Kind of fucked up of these people to so willingly risk a Faesickle.
insidious pneuma: Fingertips gently rubbed against one another in direct response to the heated sensation of flesh, and though she cast a wayward glance toward Mars again -- whatever question she may have had simply died upon the tip of her tongue. "I'm at your mercy," she finally stated, simply put... they had rides, and she had her adorable feet to get her just about anywhere. It'd simply take a little longer than she cared to admit, and by then the party would likely have been over... just in time to return back to the Sheraton, where she still had yet to secure a room.
MacabreSaVant: Brow rose, he regarded Lana. " Need a ride?" A motion to his bike. He had no problem giving her a ride, this said as he was already stepping to the Nightrod.
Rissatopia: She'd seen pregnancies take less time than this decision making process. In all fairness, that was only because on the Fairy Side of the Veil, they got pregnant and spit those puppies out an hour later. It was kind of nifty actually because you could watch The Walking Dead and boom you're all done with the whole process. She started walking. By the time she reached the Vampire's digs, surely the others would be in a car.
insidious pneuma: A sidelong glance was afforded the bike, and in truth; she didn't have the heart to tell Mars that the last time she'd straddled something for a ride -- it'd been an equine. "You're all out to kill me once and for all," softly mused words escaping from between glossed lips as nostrils flared with a sharp inhale to flood her lungs with oxygen. Bare feet then skimmed the surface of the ground, heels gently clicking against her side as her approach toward the bike was initiated. At least the fundamentals hadn't changed, for without a sidecar to tote her around like a flipping carnival clown; she'd have to mount that the bike from behind the rider. The look that her facial features housed spoke volumes: throw me and I'll bite.
Alex Vipond: Hey, faesicles were delish. Alex was heading for his car and whoever was riding could ride. He hit the fob twice to unlock the doors and pulled open the back door so Gus who was standing there, waiting patiently, closed the door and slid in behind the wheel. He started the car and looked to see if Rissa was coming or not. Wasn't like she didn't know his car.
Rissatopia: She was just wandering to wherever. Oh God she had to ride with Mr. Ed. in the car. Dogs scared her, not as much as children or peas or fake gemstones but they were still high on the list. She eased into the seat and buckled up, safety being tantamount and all.
MacabreSaVant: Once he straddled the bike, he'd plant his feet firmly to the ground balancing it beneath him as he then crab walked it back to bring it about. Lana straddled then behind him, he would peer over his shoulder, a jerk of his left foot and then down, had the bike roaring to life. " Want my jacket?" He didn't need it, his body heat radiated off of him like a damn furnace.
Alex Vipond: Alex rolled from the lot once Rissy was all buckled up for safety and headed for home. It was only 23 minutes away, and Alex could actually do it in half that, no problem. Mars knew the way so there was no point in waiting, but there would be a stop along the way for steaks and anything else they needed to grill. Maybe a food fight in the produce aisle.
insidious pneuma: Standing there staring at the metal beast before her, she caught Mar's question as it filtered through one ear and nearly out the other. "Mm, yeah." The irony of the situation was that despite her proper manners, she was now faced with the reality that she was going to be bitch-seating a motorcycle in a pencil skirt. Digits snagged the material of the skirt, wriggling it up far too high to have been legal in practically every state; before she stepped up and over the bike -- and whenever that jacket was handed in her direction, she'd be wriggling her slight frame into it. Legs might be frozen solid, but her tits would be toasty. Stay classy, Lana.
Rissatopia: They needed pancake batter, Doritos, gummy bears, Twizzlers, Skittles, tangerines, spray whipped cream, blood oranges, Cheese Puffs. Actually she had a list. And got her own stuff.
Alex Vipond: Holy shit. So it was up to Alex to pick the meat and some veggies, some mesquite to add to the grill and a couple bottles of tequila, some Scotch, and a case of beer. With all the shit loaded into the trunk, they were off and running again, and when they reached the gate at The Broadmore, Alex let them know that a bike was following, before he rolled through and headed for his place, the door to the garage hit as he cruised past his neighbor's house.
MacabreSaVant: Yeah. Jacket handed off. Typical biker type leather jacket. Smelled of mesquite. When she was all settled and ready. He rode off. Tailing after Alex and the Benz.
insidious pneuma: In her defense, she refrained from initiating a death grip on Mars; choosing instead to huddle down in the jacket and tuck her head down somewhat under the collar like a turtle. It may not have been the sexiest of appearances, but it prevented her cheeks from reddening with the whip of wind against her flesh. That, and it served as a means to increase her hunger; like she was being baked from the front -- courtesy of her own personal Mars Heater V. 1.0, and being smoked with the scent of mesquite.
MacabreSaVant: Sexy.
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Post by Alex Vipond on Mar 31, 2015 11:03:30 GMT -8
Rissatopia: She was having one of those nights -- not sure what to do with herself. So she was more less wandering, prowling, playing the part of pretty & aimless vagabond. Little red dress, dainty heels to match, hair a tumbled glossy mess. A few late night skate boarders were working on their dare devil moves, and she watched them from afar. Not many others were in the vicinity this time of night, but that never seemed to stop her. Alex Vipond: With his house guest was home, or had been when he left the house, painting flowers and mushrooms and probably dragons on her bedroom wall. They'd spent part of the day selecting paint, buying supplies, and yes, even some clothes shopping. He almost got Calla a Furby but thought she might be a little too old for such. Alex didn't know what it was about those things, but they did hold a fascination for him and he just thought every kid should have one. He'd also bought her the new iPhone, and showed her some of the features, and most importantly, how to call him if she needed him. He'd also installed the Life360 app, so they could check in with each other. Check in, not check up on. He swore he wasn't going to be one of those smothering parents. Just the fact that he could have that thought caused a grin as he wandered the park, and that grin grew when he spotted Miss Flittery in Red. Alex began wandering toward her with his hands in the pockets of his jeans and the collar of his jacket turned up against the rain that rarely seemed to cease. Seattletonians were not just used to the rain, but most, it was said, had webbed feet. Rissatopia: -- And it was true among all species apparently that kids could learn new gadgets and technologies far quicker than their parents because Arissia's iPhone still largely annoyed her. She missed those charming French styled rotary phones. Didn't anyone else miss them!? She felt him coming near before she actually turned and saw him, hands in his pockets and all. "Are you stalking me?" She was teasing him but the thought made one corner of mouth like a plum lift. Wandering to meet up with him, she lied. Not that Alexandre couldn't tell when she was lying --because he could. And not that she even needed to lie, cause she didn't. But that was just Arissia. Easier to tell fibs sometimes than it was to speak up. "My hotel room is being painted and I need to find somewhere to stay for two nights or so." Who even does that? What kind of hotel would kick out guests and paint the rooms? On top of that, Riss physically could not lie. So her cheeks were already bright red. Still she tried and waited for him to invite her to his place. It would have been easier to just ASK to go there but... Alex Vipond: "Well I suppose...." he grinned at her, his hand pulled from his pocket to slip around her waist and draw her in close. "We'll just have to suck it up and suffer each other's company. And I hate to break it to you but you'll just have to sleep in my bed with me. All the other rooms are occupied." Well if you put a cat in each one of the unoccupied rooms.... He did have enough. Cats that is. Who was bullshitting whom? Rissatopia: No objection when he pulled her closer, she sighed in contentment and slipped her arms around his neck. The half grin turned into sweetly-rotten giggles when he kicked back the bullshit. Now she was happy (happier even than usual) because they could suffer one another's company. Up on the arches of her feet, she turned blushy face inward and dusted soft kissies along his jaw. She'd ease off in a minute, knowing he was probably waitin' to fire up a cigarette. "How goes? I assume you have the kidlet at your place -- that go okay? Any word otherwise about Sebastian?" Alex Vipond: It if came to a choice between Rissy kisses, and a smoke, he'd take the Rissy kisses any day. He did however turn his head to drop a kiss to her lips as his hand slid down to rest on her ass. "I do and it went great." He grinned, that ever present gum rolled to the other side of his mouth, though the smile faded a touched when Sebastian was brought up. "I got word that his house was being raided. Apparently the Feds think he's a terrorist, because they had a lot of agencies with three letter initials on a 'training exercise' in the vicinity of his residence..." What did that have to do with his mask issue? "Apparently someone wanted the dirty work done for them. I still don't know any details. I don't know if they found anything, I don't know if they found Sebastian." Alex was careful. Anyone within range to use a listening device would have been within his hearing range was well, so he was relatively assured no one with ill intent or ... legal intent, was listening. Rissatopia: No objection either when his hand came to rest on a high-cheeker ass. She met his kiss softly, pouting lips pressing to his. The corner of her mouth again lifted, glad to hear that it went alright with him and Calla. Like him, her smile sort of faded when he updated her with what little he knew about Sebastard. Alexandre was wisely being quiet about it, and there wasn't much for her to comment so she just nodded, inwardly sighing about the whole thing, serene gaze searching his with empathy. Sebastian, a terrorist? It was all so sudden and surreal, she had no idea what to possibly even comment so still she was quiet. Alex Vipond: "But enough of that." he smiled at her, his hand giving a little squeeze. Calla's been decorating her room, and she's settling in well. I think she likes the house." he smiled. "She seems a bit averse to chairs, but I think she'll get used to them eventually." Rissatopia: She laughed -- she couldn't help it--- when he mentioned the kid's aversion to chairs. Not that Arissia would expound on large mushrooms, or mention the goblins or any number of things it was unwise to speak of (you know, all the shit that her kids slipped, and mentioned) and instead just said this. "She'll adjust. Things are a little different where she grew up but I'm glad it's going well. --- Is Arliss being a menace?" Alex Vipond: "Amazingly no." He chuckled. "I was a bit... surprised when this stuffed animal bolted and ran through the studio, but he seems to get on with Gus quite well. It's funny actually, watching them. Gus is gentle as they play, more gentle than he is with me..." yes, Alex was still not over Gus having stepped on his balls as he ran him down. Rissatopia: "He's a sweet horse." Gus. She was standing by her original verdict that he was a horse. She hadn't kissed him for real in a day or so --- forever in girl years. So she did that then, just snuggled up a little more and pressed sweet mouth to his, her lips partially open just in case he wanted a little more. Alex Vipond: Like there was any question? His other hand lifted from the warmth of his pocket and slid into that wild mass of hair, cupping the back of her head as his mouth played over hers, before his tongue sought her own. Skateboarders be damned, Alex didn't care who watched, and rest assured, they were in fact watched. Maybe even a few cheers of encouragement called out, whistles, catcalls... It all went unnoted by Alex, whose attention was on the woman in his arms, on the way her body felt pressed to his, and the taste of her mouth. Rissatopia: Yeah, it wasn't the brightest idea to go kissing on him in the park -- between the skaters, the possible TMZ types, and whatever else. But in her defense, she couldn't help herself. He was her favorite addiction and sweetest drug. He caused her to get a little warmer still, sun burn coming right up, when his hand tangled into her hair. Oblivious to catcalls and what have you, she murmured and sidled up --couldn't possibly get any closer by then, dropped the gloves and tangled tongues with him. Arissia, usually a Lady, was pretty much smushed against the guy like a happy stripper. Cozy. Alex Vipond: Rumors and speculation would no doubt fly, but frankly, Alex didn't care. Rissy was there, warm, vibrant, addictive. He couldn't get enough of her, not then, and certainly not now. Theirs was a connection that neither time nor distance could break. Ten years apart, twenty, and all Rissy had to do was walk into a room where he was, and everything stirred back into motion. Alex finally lifted his head, his eyes on hers heated. "We need to find someplace..." He wasn't even sure they'd make it to the car this time. Alex Vipond: Alex pressed his cheek to hers, breath coming in ragged gasps as the ultimate high was ridden. Where they were would dawn soon enough but fortunately most everyone had already bailed. It was after all, two am, on a weeknight when most had work or school. Even the delinquent skaters had gone home. The warmth of her flooded through him, and Alex reveled in it. She was his favorite, his greatest addiction and he couldn't get enough of her. Rissatopia: The instant that his cheek pressed to her own, she knew she'd done right in attempting to fib so she could spend a night or two (maybe three four five) at his place! Her pulse was still doing jumping jacks, thighs a little sore, eyelids sleepy & sweet. Her hands eventually relaxed, fingers un-tangling from his hair and driving down to clutch at his forearms while she caught her breath. She always had to catch her breath when they were done, sometimes the way they went at it, it was like they were enemies. If they were, warring with him was the most fun. Alex Vipond: God help the world if they ever had actual angry sex. The earth may well tip off its axis. Alex smiled at her, his lips brushing hers gently, before he reluctantly pulled from her warmth. A wince was given as he slid free, the separation almost painful and then he dropped a slow, languid kiss to her lips. Rissatopia: Yeah, the two of them grudge-fucking would send planets out of orbit. Felt like the earth tipped its axis even when they w e r e n 't angry. Soft kiss pressed, she slowly untangled her legs from him and stood a little oddly in one heel and one naked foot. Alex Vipond: Noting said stance, Alex looked around as he tucked himself back in and buttoned his jeans. Finding her shoe, he picked it up, and then dropped to a knee at her feet, helping her to put it back on in what would likely look like a Cinderella moment. Or a crazy foot fetish being played out. It was wide open for speculation, actually. Rissatopia: The corners of her mouth curled up when he found her shoe and hit bended knee to put it back on. Skinny long foot sliding back into scarlet colored heel, she drove her fingers through his hair. "I love you." Oh she wasn't saying it like some adoring fan or demanding wifey. She just...loved the guy in every single way you could possibly love a person -- like a friend, a confidante, a sex pal, a lover. There were 99 flavors of Love and she fed him all 99. Huh. Hopefully she didn't freak him the fuck out. Alex Vipond: Alex looked up at her and smiled. "I love you too." Freak him out? Hell there was no denying it. He loved her. In every sense of the word, and had for years, centuries. He didn't question it, he didn't ponder it. It just was. It was a state of being that had no bearing on the other relationships in his life over the years. Rising once more, he dragged a hand through his hair which did more to muss it up than straighten it, and then he was dropping a kiss to her lips. "Let's go home. I might be persuaded into making something like brownies, or cupcakes or some shit." If he had a box to read directions from. Rissatopia: But his hair looked so good a little mussed. Her smile was warm, happy -- almost grinning when he said it back. She just wanted him to be happy. He was such a taste of sunshine when he was happy, and when he hurt, she hurt too. When he stood up, she grinned at him, an easily sunny expression with strawberries lacing her complexion, soft kissy smashed right back. "Yes! I'm dying to get out of these clothes, get into something comfortable and hear some Maroon 5 or whatever and --- brownies! I haven't had a brownie in years." Alex Vipond: "Brownies it is." he nodded, hand taking hers, fingers lacing as he started for the car. "You know you can stay as long as you like. It really doesn't make any sense to use a hotel when I have room," he paused. "Unless you bring a circus, then no, I don't have the room. The HOA has rules against wild animals in the neighborhood." Rissatopia: Fingers tangling with his, she wandered with him towards his ride. Arissia still had no car. In fact, she probably had no idea how to drive and no inclination to learn. And Zeus help them when and if Calla decided she wanted to learn to drive. She laughed about the circus. "It's just me." She had no horse, no fox, no bunny rabbits or white deer. When Arissia was on this side, she was on this side, all Veil things left in the Veil. "I do want to stay with you but I'm prone to just flitting off to parts unknown and I don't want to cramp your style." He was finally freed up to --be-- a Rock Star and a Vampire. Sometimes she felt like she was getting in the way of that. Selfishly she wanted to stay with him for a while anyway. Alex Vipond: "You won't cramp my style and I am well aware of your habit of flitting off." She was like white winged dove, free and meant to stay that way. Such a spirit could never be caged without being crushed and that was not something Alex was willing to see happen. In fact he'd fight, tooth and nail, to prevent that from happening. Rissatopia: Sidelong she glanced at him with serene smile, gray eyes as warm as ever. "That so? Well. I need to go to Pompeii but otherwise, I'm just fine to impose on you and lounge around in your bed." Lazy girl! But he knew that too. At mention of Pompeii again, she glanced down with some measure of trepidation. She'd been really adamant about going there and real tight lipped about why. But it was whatever. She could hang with Alexandre and enjoy him before she went. Alex Vipond: Alex watched her as they made their way to the car and as he unlocked it, he asked, "What's going on, if you don't mind my asking, in Pompeii?" The place was a curiosity to be certain, an archaeologist's dream, and a tourist attraction most assuredly. What sort of machinations could be going on there escaped him completely. Rissatopia: If she didn't mind him asking, he said. Arissia never minded him asking anything. Her business was his. When he unlocked the car, she slid in and dropped clasped hands on her lap, waiting for him to get seated as well before she answered in the usual whispers. "I have to fight someone there. One of us will die, there is no middle ground." She didn't seem freaked out or afraid because she wasn't. It was what it was and Arissia was as serene as ever. Alex Vipond: When he slid into the car and she made mention, so casual, so matter of fact, this battle to take place, he actually dropped the keys on the floor of the car. "What?" Surely he'd not heard right. "Who? Why?" Rissatopia: Yes but Arissia mentioned e v e r y t h i n g ---no matter the content--- as though it were casual, mostly because everything for Arissia w a s casual. She turned her face towards him, cheeks as warm as ever. "He is one of my kind but he is not selfless or kind. He's been asleep for three thousand years --- punishment. But I felt him wake up." Alex Vipond: Alex didn't even bother to fish for the keys somewhere near his feet, he was too busy staring at Rissy. "So... this other Fae... has woken from a long slumber, where he was put as punishment..." suddenly it sounded a lot like the Fae were big on naps and time outs, "and now he's awake, after three thousand years, and you have to go kill him...." Couldn't anyone just put the fucker back to sleep? That was a good question actually. "Can't anyone just put the fucker back to sleep?" Rissatopia: It was a logical question but she shook her head. "No. That is how they have always dealt with him but..." But that was before Arissia was born, much less before she was Queen. "The only way to be rid of a problem is to dispatch of it Alexandre. It is my crown and my people and my Veil to protect." So it was going to be him or her. P.S. Arissia was betting on herself. And he had room there with the shit he was thinking! As if Vampires didn't sometimes sleep for thousands of years! She glanced at him sidelong and smiled. "It is nothing to worry over. I have to go alone. You keep Calla if you will and her little fox and I will return." She'd return or die. But she planned to return. Alex Vipond: "You know, I had a fortune cookie that said fresh ideas aren't always the best ideas. Sometimes the tried and true is better. And no second? What kind of bogus fucking duel is that?" Rissatopia: "I had a fortune cookie that said I should run naked through a carnival but I don't think it is wise." Was he really throwing fortune cookie logic at her? She grinned at him despite the heavy subject matter and waved a skinny hand, a shit ton of diamonds collaring her wrist, winking and flirting in the dim light. "It will be fine, ye of little faith." Moonlit Mortal: Jade once again was out wondering, some might actually think she had insomnia or something. That was entirely possible, she never slept. Hands were tucked into her pockets and she was on foot, her truck having been left at home she'd received news on the business insurance crap so now it was just a matter of settling the rest, and getting Alex's party together which she still needed his list to finish up. Eventually she'd been around enough that she'd caught sight of probably one of the only vehicles there, it looked like Alex's but be damned she was just gonna walk up without knowing for sure, people got shot that way! Alex Vipond: "Just what did this asshat do, anyway?" He reached down, fished for the keys, managing to kick them further under the seat. "Fuck..." It wasn't like he needed them to start the damned car, but he just knew the fuckers would slide out under his feet at a most inopportune time. It was distracting. Popping the door open, he slid out and then got down, one arm reaching under the driver's seat. Might look odd, there, with Alex's ass over his head as he felt his car up. Rissatopia: "Alexandre," she sighed, speaking in the usual whispers. "If he is permitted to remain awake then I --- and Calla, Carissa, Troian and the others, even the half breeds like Spencer -- we would all be under his chains, forced to do vile things for his gain and benefit. All the warmth would be gone. The mushrooms would die. The foxes would die. The flowers would not bloom. Nobody would be warm anymore." She didn't know how to explain it, how to convey that he was the opposite of everything the Veil was about. So there he was ass over his head looking for his keys. Getting out of her side as well because she saw Jade, she lifted skinny hand, waving to her. They really needed to do something about Jade taking these late night walks alone! --- Because Arissia was so safe and cautious, right? Alex Vipond: "Chains?" he shook his head. "No, fuck that, kill his ass. Hell, I'll kill his ass." Finally managing to snag his keys, he pulled his arm out from under the seat and straightened, a glance toward Rissy given and then he spotted Jade. "Fuck..." Yes, he'd forgotten the list. Pulling his phone he got up a quick list of people to invite, and emailed it Jade. No, he wouldn't stand there, whistling like he'd done it hours ago. He'd just ignore the fact that he hadn't done it sooner. Moonlit Mortal: Stopping Jade from being out late was like stopping Alex from singing, wasn't going to happen. She'd learned a lot of how to take care of herself and well besides she didn't have to worry about oogly idiots at night! Seeing Arissia exit and offer up a wave a smile formed and her phone buzzed a little bit after that. She pulled the device and smirked, and placed it back to her pocket moving up to Arissia "Hey there! We should really start letting each other know if we're gonna be in the same place cause...then I won't have to look at a car like a nervous prying kid" Well she probably did look that way when she really was just trying to fgiure out if it was Alex's or not! Oh! And she would slide the small box she'd been holding onto for days for Arissia from her pocket and offer it right up. Rissatopia: It was physically hard for her to get angry but there was a small moment of hissy-fitting when she chirped at him. "No! It is my issue to deal with." Why'd he think the Elders woke her up? She didn't know what he was fiddling with on his phone. Long as he wasn't trying to get a ticket to Pompeii, she didn't care and they could still have melty sex later instead of enemy-grudge sex. Serene, blushy smile coming easily for Jade, she chortled at the comment and squealed taking the box. Not even going to front, Arissia l o v e d getting presents! "What's this for?" Then she opened it, tore into it like a fat kid at a birthday party. "Oh! This is glorious!" Oh man. Jade. Jade and jade. It was d i v i n e. "Really? Thank you!" Moonlit Mortal: "Because of the flowers, and in all reality making me smile" She smiled really glad she'd made her happy and her hands dug deeper into her pockets while she shrugged "Yes really, your welcome" She'd gotten it in a small shop she'd gone into to get things for her store. When she'd found it she knew it would fit Rissy quite well. Watching her reaction was good enough and she leaned a hip to Alex's car peering in a moment "Thanks for the list, now I can finally finish this thing." So glad she didn't know how to read minds or hear about any kind of sex for anyone, really, she was good there. Alex Vipond: Alex looked back at Rissy and chuckled as she all but hissed at him, in that way of hers. It was actually kind of cute. He held his hands out in surrender, and then looked to Jade. "Totally slipped my mind, sorry." He chuckled and then looked back at Rissy as she opened her present. And Jade was damned lucky she arrived when she did and not sooner. And no, they didn't have sex in the car. This time. Rissatopia: Carefully setting the little box on the car seat, she turned again and slid the exquisite ring onto skinny finger. It was gorgeous and Arissia loved all things gorgeous. Blushy smile of thanks given to Jade, she glanced sidelong at Alexandre, already more or less forgetting hissing at him --- that was about how long her anger fits lasted. "What slipped your mind? What list?" Ten shades of nosy, she glanced between them, but then she looked down, skinny fingers splayed, openly admiring her ring, turning her hand just so this way and that to watch it wink and dance. Moonlit Mortal: "He's got me planning a party at his house. He forgot to send me his guest list so... you know... people could actually show up?" Small grin offered to Alex in teasing gesture before she looked at the ring on her. It fit, she thought it would. Heel to toe she lifted herself a bit just to keep herself in motion. Seeing Alex's ass in a car would have probably blinded her so it was good there was no sex this time! "I got the caterer all ligned up, sugar galore anyone that can gain weight will gain a lot that night" She'd done as instructed and even added her own little twist that wouldn't be revealed until that night. Alex Vipond: Alex looked at Rissy and chuckled, and was about to rely when Jade beat him to it. He nodded and grinned. "Yeah, I just wanted to throw a little party to introduce Calla to my friends. You, of course are invited." He finally, finally, reached into his jacket pocket and pulled his smokes, lighting one up as he leaned his ass against his front fender. Rissatopia: What about the paternity suit and his defense of not being able to have kids? She studied him for a moment, just a little concerned about him getting slapped with lawsuits but easily she smiled. "I certainly hope I'm invited! I spent three minutes giving birth to her." And then forty-six seconds later came Carissa, though the girls were not twins and did not have the same father. For real there was so much shit in the Veil that woulda been on the cover of Enquirer if people had a clue. So there was going to be a party a n d Jade was securing sweets. She brightened further and grinned between them, the usual cherries licking her complexion. "This will be fun. Is Terri coming?" Moonlit Mortal: "I'm not gonna get eaten by any of your buddies right? " Hey she was human it was a fair question, not to mention she'd need to know if she had to douse her hand in itching cream prior. The paternity stuff was slightly concerning hell he'd just overcome all that crap. But between him, herself and others it was probably nothing to worry too much about. Jade was a twin, she was pretty sure her mother would have welcomed a 3 minute birth to 72 hours! Rissatopia: Yeah. And flighty ass Arissia complained about it taking four minutes to spit both kids out. Alex Vipond: Oh, Alex already had that covered. And that would be a discussion for later, but he had every intention of officially adopting Calla, that way, she would be his daughter without having any legal backlash. "I certainly hope so." Moonlit Mortal: He hoped Jade was gonna be eaten? Or Terri was coming? Alex Vipond: The latter, not the former. If Jade was going to be eaten, he hoped it was by someone she liked and enjoyed. Rissatopia: She smiled, glad to hear that her surrogate baby Terri might be there. Then she glanced between them, sure that nobody would consume Jade --- unless she tasted very good. Moonlit Mortal: Well she had been told she smelled like Honey and lavender so you never knew when dealing with other species! Not to mention some bitch Ezme had tried to consume her. Rachel had cobashed that one since she was her lioness bodyguard. "It'll be fun...and oh, alcohol, lots right?" Last detail that she was sure she knew the answer but hey, if she didn't ask and it wasn't there then there'd be pissed off people. Alex Vipond: "Copious amounts." Alex nodded. He was ready for a party. "No ruffies..." he wanted to remember what happened, with this one. Rissatopia: "Alcohol is always fun." And nothing was more fun than f u n. She smiled at Jade, skinny hand landing on Jade's upper arm to give affectionate squeeze. "Thank you for doing this. I will help however you need." At mention of ruffies she laughed at Alexandre. "You're not even the one who woke up in a jail cell ---in Tijuana!!--- with Sebastard." Scarred. For. Life. Moonlit Mortal: "Ruffies?" Blinking she wasn't sure what he meant and well that was kind of a bad word in her presence but at the hand to her arm she smiled to Rissy "You’re welcome... I think we're good so long as there's no allergies...or ruffies" Alex Vipond: "I'm glad I wasn't. God knows what may have happened. I wouldn't put it past Sebastian to take advantage." he smirked, kidding, though really who knew? Rissatopia: She grinned. "Some of us went to Vegas not too long ago and Sebastard got the great idea to ruffie everyone, including his own silly ass." Moonlit Mortal: Glance was cast between the two and she arched a brow her slight shiver probably felt "You woke up in jail?..." Had not met nor did not know Sebastian. Would be scarred too. Rissatopia: "Not just in jail! But in Mexico!" Moonlit Mortal: "Okay... note to self...stay away from this Sebastian person." Alex Vipond: "Mexican jail is like the worst." Rissatopia: "And he was wearing nothing but a Scream mask, and a neon green Borat Speedo." Wait. Was Alexandre saying he'd been to jail in Mexico? She glanced at him grinning. Moonlit Mortal: That made her laugh she tried not to but really? "Okay... maybe we should limit consumptions period." Rissatopia: "Never! Go for it. Go big." Moonlit Mortal: "Easy for you to say...I go big I end up in some waste dump somewhere!" Rissatopia: "Never. We'd never let that happen to you."
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Sasha Gray
Junior Member
To Protect and to Serve
Posts: 76
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Post by Sasha Gray on Jun 2, 2015 8:20:03 GMT -8
JJ Calderon: So there she was, sitting in the black '66 Chevy Z28 Camaro, one of the few things she had been able to keep after the divorce with Angel Santiago. Though she had lost the dog, cat and a house, ultimately, JJ was thankful her vehicle had been left out of that deal and every day she was maintaining it. This time though, window rolled down, crinkled wrapper with a hot sub sandwich, though it had turkey, ham, and variety of meats and veggies and her favorite condiment all mixed in the mess, small bag of baked potato chips at her side as she was munching away, staring across the rolling rise of the park's expanse, just people watching. Cause, never know when a crime would happen! Aviator sunglasses perched upon her knows, hiding her dark stare, munching away. –d
Sasha M Gray: What was it about old muscle cars that drew them? Sasha rolled into the lot in her modified '69 Charger, the low burble of the engine dying out with the turn of the key into the off position. Sasha watched the park, the lot, the joggers out in the typical light rain that Seattle was known for. Yesterday's sunshine was gone. Monday came in gray and dreary and it suited her mood. She'd been out of sorts since the morning after the run with Mac, but she wouldn't begin to touch on why, not even to herself. Instead she pulled the door open and stepped out of the car. Stepping back she swung the car door shut and then crossed the few spaces between the Charger and the Camaro. Pulling the passenger door open, she slid into the seat. "We have to stop meeting like this. People are gonna talk." She eyed her partner's sandwich and chips and then grasped her hand, pulling that sub over and taking a bite before she let go and looked back out the window at those passing by. "Still nothing on the pawn shop robberies. These guys are either very good or very lucky."
JJ Calderon: Well... "Bitch.." Grunts as Sasha went up and tugged her hand over to take a rather LARGE bite of her sandwich. Leaving a handful left of the sandwich and its meats. She nodded to the dashboard where there was a bag all for Sasha. It was even Sharpied with the word. Bitch on it. Such love. The CB radio sat in the drink holder, light static and muffled police jargon filtered through, nothing that would gain eithers attention. "I ain't worried about a bit of rumors. We can give them something to talk about " Crooked grin at Sasha. For some reason tint of her sunglasses. In truth, she didn't need but she had already let her pupils and vision be accustomed to the shading at the moment and didn’t have the want to remove them. Gaze once more slipped over the joggers in the sprinkling of rain. "Let’s just say they are good, Luck isn’t real" Smirk, she didn’t believe in that shit. It was or it wasn’t. –d
Sasha M Gray: Pulling the bag from the dash, she smirked. "Slut." The sub was removed and unwrapped, a bite taken out before she offered a bite to JJ, paybacks and all. "Luck is real, it just fucking runs out eventually. Still, I'd rather not underestimate these assholes. In fact, I want set them up. I got the okay from the captain to open up a business. You game?" She looked over at JJ as she took another bite of that sub.
JJ Calderon: "Then I must be high and dry in the luck department...drought... cracked caked desert.." Dramatic. Reaching down, she plucked up the cup and took a sip of her PowerAde. It was the blue one. Her favorite. There was a drink for Sasha too, it was marked oh so affectionately also. The words offered had JJ flick a look over. "Do you even have to ask?" Hellur! –d
Sasha M Gray: Chuckling, she took up her drink, cracked the cap and tipped it up. "Nope. We got a location, Palace Jewelry and Loan over on First Avenue. The owner is cooperating and letting us set up shop. Several of the shops in the area have been hit, and doesn't want to be next." She looked at JJ. "You'll like it, it's near the aquarium."
JJ Calderon: Once she was done with her sandwich, she went about crumbling up the wrapper and stuffing it into her food bag. Napkin used to wipe finger tips til she was plucking up the bag of chips and one at a time choosing a chip to bring to her mouth to munch, even as Sasha informed her about their new business. "Awesome..I can go pet a seal...” Pause... "That wasn't a lesbo joke." Straight face, stuffs another chip in her mouth, crunch crunch. –d
ln Lights Shadow: He just arrived in Seattle a few days ago, but he had work to get started on. He left his bike on the other side of the park and hoofed it from there. Because of the light rain he had the thin hood of his jacket pulled up over his head. Over the thin hoodie he wore a plain, brown leather jacket. He wore dark blue jeans and black boots. He had his hands stuffed into the pockets of the leather jacket. He avoided the joggers as he strolled along the path. He pulled his cellphone out of a pocket to check the time. He was still a little early for this meeting. [d]
Sasha M Gray: "Would I joke about the aquarium?" She who had a fucking Viking funeral for her dead gold fish? Well, it wasn't like she set the little fucker on fire before she flushed him, but still. She did actually mourn the little bastard. "And I don't know if they'll let you pet the seals, but at least you can say hi to them and if we go between 11:30 and 2:00, we can watch them feed them...” Sasha watched as the non-native wandered into view. You could tell the non-locals from the locals by how much they tried to avoid the inevitable. "Yo, check him out." She gave a nod up toward the guy as she stuffed the last bite of her sandwich into her mouth.
JJ Calderon: Mock gasp. "Never" Though her attention was also skimming over the vicinity. Honing in on the one guy who seemed rather interested in his phone and avoiding the others. Tip of head she paused with that chip hovering before her lips while considering Sasha's words. "That would be awesome." About the whole watching feeding of beasts and stuff, her words came out distracted and just as she was, Sasha had made the comment about it. "Mhm.. I'm already checking him out." Okay, so, she had a thing about tall dark and dangerous. It usually appealed to her and at the same time, they were bad ideas! Then again, she had gone all lesbehonest and that was a complete bad idea too! Some people were just not cut out for relationships. Prime Example : JJ Calderon. –d
ln Lights Shadow: Once he saw the time and that there were no messages that he'd missed, he slid the phone back into his pocket. He sorta milled around the area before leaning against a tree. It was just a few minutes later that the other half of this meeting showed up. The guy was obviously a local. And if Sasha or JJ had any background in narcotics, they might recognize the second guy that showed up. He was a mid-level pusher in the city. When the two were face to face, they shook hands and obviously began talking with each other. [d]
Sasha M Gray: Don't get Sasha started. There was a reason why M&M thought she had a hit list on men she'd dated. In the three years since she'd been in Seattle she'd been involved with two, neither of which had panned out, and had a near miss with a third which had turned out rather disastrous, or at the least embarrassing. "Interesting," she watched the guy as he was met and the two fell into conversation. Sasha and JJ didn't currently work Narcotics, but cop instinct said something was up with these two. Pulling her phone, she snapped a picture of them, zooming it in as much as she could without fucking the quality all to hell.
JJ Calderon: Thank God for dark tint in her vehicle. It obscured anyone looking into her car, while allowing Sasha do the paparazzi shot. "Mhm" There wasn’t anything for Jj to say at the moment as they continued to watch the conversation between the two men. " Ten bucks its they do a deal here." Ah, though they were serving the law and applying justice, JJ had a knack of taking bets and mostly winning against M&M,. Sasha, well her instincts seemed to surpassed her own. Must be the whole wolf thing. Speaking of which. "Sooo... met some chick that knows Mars.." There was no tip toeing about that past, JJ had a tendency of trampling over that bitch. –d
Sasha M Gray: "I don't know. Local dude's not tweaking. Means he's likely higher up the food chain That or he's a smart dealer, and doesn't partake of his product." Sasha continued to watch the pair, even as she spoke to JJ. "Oh yeah?"
JJ Calderon: "Mmhm." Easing another chip into her mouth. Crunch-crunch. " Met her at the gym, her names Callie.. " Reaches down to take up her cup for another sip slurp from her straw only to replace it back to its previous spot. " I didn't know he started his own security business.. thought the guy was all about grease and motorcycles.." –d
ln Lights Shadow: The hood made it difficult to get any good facial shots of the newcomer. But the other guy was easy enough to photo. They stood there talking for several minutes before the second guy pulled out his phone and showed the screen to him. Santino looked down at the screen and gave a nod. There could have been anything on that screen. A photo, an address, a text message. The possibilities were pretty broad. When he looked back up at the other guy, they talked a bit more and then shook hands again. Then the second guy, the one that Sasha had been able to photo, turned and headed off on his own. Nothing had appeared to change hands between them. Once the guy was off a ways Santino turned and looked right at the car the two women were sitting in. But it had to be coincidence, right? [d]
Sasha M Gray: "Mars is a former Marine. Served a few tours over in the sand." She watched the pair, and tilted her head, trying to hear what was being said between the two, even if it wouldn't be admissible if they were up to no good. Couldn't very well go to the DA and say, yeah, I heard it all, when she was sitting twenty yards away in a parked car. When the second one walked off, and the first looked dead at them, Sasha pulled the door open and stepped out of the car. She didn't believe in coincidence and she was just itching to run someone down. Literally. Figuratively. Didn't matter to her, her skin was already crawling and there was an animal that needed to be unleashed, just waiting for the moon to rise.
JJ Calderon: "Well, yeah.. I remember that.. just someone people dont get back into that ...." And distracted cause, tall, dark and deadly was staring right at them. She had been in the middle of stuffing another chip in her mouth, lips parted and all but Sasha was already opening that door and that had Jj quickly dropping the chip back into the bag and stuffing it aside as she was also then shoving her door open also and stepping out. Napkin in her hand, she was rubbing fingertips over it as it was balled into her grasp and tossed back inside the car. Though she was then resting her arm over the top of the driver doors and standing there. Unlike Detective Gray, Jj was without those special attributes. –d
ln Lights Shadow: Hazel eyes narrowed as the tall, blonde woman opened up the car door and stepped out. That sharp, nearly feral gaze flicked to the other side of the car when JJ also crawled out. His hands were still stuffed inside the jacket pockets, but his posture and stance was still casual. He felt a familiar, crawling sensation along the nape of his neck. A result of the tension roiling inside Sasha. He set his own defenses firmly in place. What Sasha would find the most curious was the complete lack of scent coming off the man. When neither woman seemed interested in approaching him, he turned away and started off down the path again, but he wasn't going back to the way he'd come. [d]
Sasha M Gray: Oh no, she was interested, and approaching. At the very least this was something the pack, and Mars, and Alex should know about, she cast a glance at JJ. "I'm on it." And then she was once again studying the back of the man she was tailing.
JJ Calderon: Well...She watched Sasha start tailing the guy. What did she do? She sorta just watched, a moment before closing the door behind her and easing on after Sasha and this guy.-d
ln Lights Shadow: He continued to walk down the path for a ways, fully aware of the fact that he was being followed. He finally stopped and turned, reaching up to pull the hood down. He had a head full of curly black hair that hung near his shoulders. "Can I help you, Officer?" That Venezuelan accent was strong and thick, but he still spoke clear English. Those sharp, hard eyes looked past Sasha's shoulder to spy JJ in the distance. [d]
Sasha M Gray: "Detective." She swept her jacket back, revealing the badge at her hip as well as her Glock, and you can bet your sweet bippy her hand rested over that sidearm, thumb on one side, fingers in a loose curl on the other. "Just a friendly little, welcome to the neighborhood. You got any ID on you?"
JJ Calderon: Well JJ was still a few paces behind. Though coming up casually to the left of Sasha. A easy smile upon her lips. Cause, well this is what they do. Suckah! Okay, it was sorta retarded now to keep the sunglasses on, and the night was coming on and sprinkle of rain leaving droplets over the lens, left hand rose up to ease those sunglasses off and in the process causing her own leather leather jacket to flit aside and reveal her own badge that was clipped to the belt on her hip. Her weapon though, it wasn’t on her waist like Sasha's, it was resting securely by her ribs, holstered to a shoulder rig. –d
ln Lights Shadow: "Detective." He repeated, as if correcting his previous statement. He didn't bother to look down at the badge or the gun. He knew she was a cop. His gaze was back on Sasha, but when JJ caught up, it would shift between the two periodically. "Yes, of course. Would you like to see it?" It should have been easy for the pair to realize that this wasn't his first rodeo. He was apparently accustomed and comfortable, dealing with law enforcement. [d]
Sasha M Gray: "If it's not an inconvenience." She smiled and held her hand out. "Have you been in town long?" Small talk, yes, but pertinent questions at the same time. JJ Calderon: Sunglasses were folded and slipped over the front of her button up shirt, resting over the second button as she studied the man and Sasha. All important questions. Keep it easy, keep it smooth. Jj did not interrupt, letting Sasha doing the talking as her gaze did roam in a cursory regard of the area. –d
ln Lights Shadow: His hands eased from the pockets of his jacket, one hand grasping one side and pulling it away from his body. There was no weapon visible. He reached inside, withdrawing a long, rectangular wallet. He removed his passport and his Venezuelan license. He tucked the wallet back into his jacket and held out the items to Sasha. "Long enough." He replied to her question. Both ID's were fake, but they were excellent quality. Good money went into the purchase. [d]
Sasha M Gray: Sasha took them both and studied them, they were good, no doubt about it, but she wasn't about to bust him for it. There were those who needed this very type and quality of documentation. She checked the name, then looked back at him, the passport and driver's license offered back out. "So, Mr. Ramirez, what's your purpose for visiting the United States. business or pleasure?"
JJ Calderon: JJ was just standing there, taking up space. Left hand shoved into her jacket pocket, pilfering about til she found her pack of Marlboros, that special blend in the gold box. Flipping the cap, she pulled free that cig and brought it to her lips. Lighter soon flicking on the flame to light the end as she took a casual drag only then to replace the smokes and lighter to its previous pocket. Sure, Sasha would bitch at her cause it was bad for her, but they were all gunna die sometime right? Some sooner than later. –d
ln Lights Shadow: While Sasha was looking over the ID's, he glanced to JJ as she was lighting up the cigarette. "Do you mind?" He was asking to bum one, not for her to put it out. When Sasha offered him back the ID's, he took them and slid them back inside his jacket pocket. After her next question, he smiled, but there was no warmth in it. That expression was like the edge of a razor. "Pleasure." Then he cut those eyes back to JJ, to see if she was going to let him bum that smoke off her. [d]
Sasha M Gray: "Well, do be careful, and watch out for the drivers. Some don't know how to drive in rain for shit." She stepped back and looked at JJ.
JJ Calderon: Well, he asked so nicely after all. The pack was fished out and offered out to him, a single cig was jutting out more for him to take. –d
ln Lights Shadow: "Thank you, Detective." He held that cold smile in place when he spoke to Sasha. When JJ offered the pack out to him, he took that cigarette that was jutting up above the rest. "Thank you." That cop sense that LEO were famous for should be going off for both women. He fished out his own lighter to use and lit up the smoke. Through the haze of smoke he regarded both women once more, as if he was waiting to see if they were really done with him. [d]
Sasha M Gray: It wasn't like she could hold him simply because her Spidey sense was tingling. "Have a nice night." She smiled at him, though like his previous smile, it reached nowhere near her eyes.
JJ Calderon: Once he was all lit up and done. JJ nodded and stuffed the pack back into her pocket while plucking up the cig from her lips to ash it to the side and exhale. " Yeah.. enjoy your night.." Smirk. When he was on his way, she'd flick a look to Sasha, it was one of those unspoken expressions that said, ooh yeah, he's one to watch. –d
ln Lights Shadow: "Have a safe night, Detectives." There was no particular sincerity in his words, though. He turned away from them, heading down the path again. It wasn't like he was going to head straight back to his bike after this encounter. He'd wander for a bit, maybe even leave for a few hours before he came back for the bike. [d]
Sasha M Gray: Sasha pulled her phone and pulled up Mars in her contacts, a rather lengthy text sent off to him, regarding their visitor and the encounter with him, before she looked at JJ. "I have the distinct impression that things just got a lot more interesting than I care for."
JJ Calderon: "Mm.." She stood there a bit longer before she was slowly turning to head back the way they had came. " I’m trusting your instincts on this.." A twist of wrist and glance to her watch then to Sasha. " You're cutting shit close .. how much longer will you be alright before you gotta..." Gestures with her hands outward.." Get all dangerous and furry" This said low as she was talking to her partner. –d
Sasha M Gray: "Moonrise. I need to either be at Mac's or locked into my storage unit by then." Yes, she'd been locking herself up. And people wondered why she was so tense. That and a lack of sex for the last two years. "I know... I'm going..." She was back stepping when her phone went off and she paused to look at it. "Fuck, when it rains it pours." She forwarded the information to JJ. "Get Narcotics rolling on that, will you? Tell them it was a tip from a CI we've been cultivating." Kind of true? Maybe. In a really reaching stretch of the term...
JJ Calderon: Slanted a look at Sasha at her. "We got something?" She was already fishing out her keys and cell. Getting one of her old buddies from the other division on her phone. –d
Sasha M Gray: "Big and ugly and they need to roll on it, now." When her phone went off again, she stopped back pedaling, and stared at the screen, not at all certain how to answer that one.
JJ Calderon: JJ had got the shit. "Where?" She needed to relay the information to her buddy Dalton.-d
Sasha M Gray: "In the text I forwarded to you." She was still staring at the latest one. Maybe Mars would think she was still dealing with the Narcotics tip...which in a way, she was.
JJ Calderon: Grunts, mutter. "Hold your dick, Dalton." Mutter, she pulled the phone back and checked the information only to forward it to him. " There, see you in lickity split joto" Then they hung up. Okay so Maybe JJ was just mean to everyone but mostly understood and didn’t take offense. Making it to the car, she was crouching by the driver side of the car and opening it, the door handle wasn’t on the side like normals. " See you there?" Looks across the hood of her car at her partner. –d
Sasha M Gray: Sasha shook her head and pointed up. Sun was down, finally and the moon would be up soon. She had to get a shady spot, or trees, one or the other. "I gotta run." Wouldn't do anyone any good if she started shifting in the middle of a take down.
JJ Calderon: A nod. “Be safe." Pausing a moment. “Bitch" Easy smirk then she was ducking down into her car, only then to start it up, back it out quickly and roll out swiftly. –d
Sasha M Gray: "Slut." She chuckled, and headed for her car. "Be careful," she called back to her and then slipped into the car. She looked back at her phone and delayed sending that reply just a little longer, before finally being non-committal with a Just might take you up on that, text.
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Sarah Taylor
New Member
Not all who wander are lost.
Posts: 11
Other Half: Me, myself, and I
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Post by Sarah Taylor on Jul 6, 2015 18:43:27 GMT -8
Sarah E TayIor: Sarah was going for a stroll near the water's edge in the park, picking up random stones she came across and tossing them up into the air then catching them one handed. Sun bleached blonde hair was drawn back into a pony tail, dressed in jean shorts and a colorful red and yellow sleeveless top and a pair of sneakers. Blue eyes looked out at the water forlornly before taking the stone she had and, with a flick of her wrist, sent it skipping across.
lethargic fate: Lola had been staying away from the population as much as possible as she shifted the bag on her shoulder. The blonde hair was trapped beneath the beany hat.. silly perhaps but it worked for keeping the blonde hair out of her face. The oversized clothes had their own stains but it could be worse. She caught sight of the stone bouncing off the tension of the water's surface. " Not bad. "She spoke up as she offerd a small smile and shrug. The reformed drug addict was doing as well as she could.. since she all but lost her job at the bar.. not showing up did that. Not surprising.
Sarah E TayIor: She jumped when hearing another voice, having been that far in her own thoughts it didn't occur to her that she wouldn't be the only one here. "Thanks." She replied, a smile given in return, cheeks rounding up slightly. Not sure what to say next, she put her hands into her pockets before looking back at the woman again. "I'm Sarah..." lethargic fate: The young woman's eyes moved away from her to the water as she considered that she might have looked kinda like a creeper. Go her? " Hey.. I'm Lola. " She offered as she shifted her shoulder to let the bag fall to the ground. " Sorry didn't mean to spook ya none. "She admitted quietly. " jus don't usually see people down here too often. " Sarah E TayIor: Sarah looked around then back to Lola. "Is there a reason no one comes here?" She asked hesitatingly,eyes shifted momentarily to the dropped bag too though it was brief.
lethargic fate: She shook her head. " Not really.. I mean sometimes there's some assholes.. but otherwise its just quiet. "She admitted as she patted herself down and sought out a cigarette. Hey she put the needles down... had to have some sort of vice.. that and she was out of weed currently. Had to be careful who one smoked that around.. they tended to get a bit.. skiddish.
Sarah E TayIor: "Oh..." Normally Sarah wasn't so squeamish, but she being new to the city and all... "Sorry, just moved here Thursday."
lethargic fate: " Yeah? So where ya from Sarah? " She asked as she dug out a cigarette and lighter. she offered the pack toward her.. since it would be rude not to offer. lethargic fate: Sarah E TayIor: "Honolulu..." She said, giving a shake of her head when offered the cigarettes. "I don't smoke." Not in a degrading tone or anything, she didn't judge people that did or anything. "And before ya ask, we didn't have a choice in the move." She added, she had had enough people get shocked when hearing where she was from and asking what she was doing there.
lethargic fate: She gave a nod and slipped them back into a pocket of the cargo pants she wore as she sighed softly. " Sometimes its for the best .. ya know , seein new places. "She pointed out to her. " Gotta be a helleva change though.. I mean weather wise.. and people.. " She spoke quietly with a tilt of her head.
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