Post by TC Beckwith on Aug 19, 2013 14:41:12 GMT -8
Monday, August 19, 2013
Ryder Beckham (1:19:14 PM): Ryder had a lot weighing on his mind, it wasn't so much losing Emma anymore as it was him trying to be a damn good Ulfric. Full moon was the next night and he knew what that meant for the pack, hopefully he would still be around to lead them on the run. But it was part of the reason why he had sent TC a text, asking him if he could come out to the house so they could talk about a few things. If you got time, come out to my place. Need to run something by you. Then he added in the directions, since he was out in the middle of the forest or it felt like it. (d)
T C Beckwith (1:27:20 PM): TC was used to that himself. The cabin he and Mason shared was up in the mountains a bit, and their backyard was all trees. TC rolled in on that tomato red, '48 Harley panhead, the sound reverberating off of rock and building. Killing the engine he turned the gas off and rocked her over. One hand was dragged through his hair after he swung his leg over, the key was slipped into the pocket of his jeans. He gave the place a look over as he made his way to the door.
Ryder Beckham (1:31:13 PM): The door was answered, Ryder standing there in just a gray t-shirt and baggy jeans, but he welcomed TC into that spacious and very man-cave like home that he lived in. "Hey, thanks for coming man, get ya a beer or anything to drink?" He had some steaks on the grill even if TC was hungry. ::::
T C Beckwith (1:32:25 PM): "Beer is good." TC checked the place out as he stepped inside and nodded in appreciation. "So what did you want to talk about?"
Ryder Beckham (1:37:30 PM): He brought out a couple beers and popped the caps, opening the sliding doors out onto that massive deck before he handed him one. "Straight up, I have some extended family issues in Chicago and it's not gonna be easy to handle. I need to know if you're up to taking over as Ulfric." (d)
T C Beckwith (1:40:17 PM): One brow rose as he regarded Ryder for a long moment, then nodded. "Well, I reckon so. " He could ask all kinds of questions but he'd leave it for Ryder to tell him or not as he wanted. Man didn't pry into another man's business. TC would wait until it was volunteered and then would lend an ear if needed.
Ryder Beckham (1:42:41 PM): "I think Mason is a damn good guy and I'm sure as hell glad to have him in the pack. But Sasha has too much shit to deal with already and I know I can trust you. I know you'll do what's right for this pack." He sat down and took a long drink from the beer. "Parents are gone now, got nobody else except these in Chicago, they're having some trouble staying afloat in more ways than one, I can't let them sink. They helped our family way too fucking much." (d)
T C Beckwith (1:50:52 PM): TC nodded. "Gotta stand by those that stood by you in hard times." He settled, tipping his beer back for a drink. "When you figure on pulling out?" TC contemplated all that the position would entail.
Ryder Beckham (1:53:12 PM): "Tomorrow evening, early Wednesday morning. Trying to hold out for the full moon but I gotta play it by ear. There is a situation I think you need to know about yet, and I sure as fuck don't know what to do about it. You heard about some girl named Zero being in town?" (d)
T C Beckwith (2:00:07 PM): "Yeah, Sasha was bitching about her to us last night. Apparently she's all up in pack business without giving out any information as to who the hell she is and why the fuck she wants to know. "
Ryder Beckham (2:04:01 PM): "Yeah, that's my problem. I got a message that she wanted to talk to me, asking for help or some kind of asylum. But I don't like this one being all in pack business and not saying a damn thing about who she is. You want me to take care of this? Or you want to?" (d)
T C Beckwith (2:06:23 PM): "I got it." TC was about due to scrape knuckle to skull and just because the twit was a woman didn't mean she didn't deserve it. From what he'd garnered from Sasha, the woman needed her ass handed to her. He would, however, wait and see for himself if the woman was going to be a nuisance or not.
Ryder Beckham (2:08:15 PM): "I appreciate it, I was hoping you were up for the job. I could handle it, but might as well let those paws of yours get wet a lil bit." He appreciated it, a hell of a lot and took another drink of his beer. He was glad he had some good help, things would be all right while he was gone. (d)
T C Beckwith (2:09:51 PM): "Wet I got no problem with." TC smirked, then contemplated a moment. "I think I may go look for this chick. She give you any contact information?"
Ryder Beckham (2:11:17 PM): "Yeah, you'd think so, right? Didn't give me shit. Other than that message I got, I don't even know what she's after. But I know she's making her presence known around Seattle, she won't be hard to find." (d)
T C Beckwith (2:16:50 PM): "All the more reason to nip it in the bud. Anyone leaving that much of a trail is one to be avoided." TC finished off his beer and then rose to toss the bottle. "If anyone can find the woman it would be Sasha." He'd give her a call and see if she knew where the woman was.
Ryder Beckham (2:20:01 PM): "Sounds like a good idea. I'll put the word out too, let everyone know what's going on. I think we got a couple rogues in the city too. Now that's just shit we don't need. What you think?" Sasha was definitely one to help, that was why she was the Freki after all. (d)
T C Beckwith (2:21:48 PM): "They stay clear and out of our business, they'll be fine. They don't...." Tc regarded him and then shrugged. "I'm sure there's enough wilderness out there for someone to get lost in."
Ryder Beckham (2:23:01 PM): He gave him a smile and downed some more beer, the two men were more alike than he thought. "Exactly what I would have said, you know? Just don't wanna have any shit started when you take over." (d)
T C Beckwith (2:36:32 PM): "Any shit gets started it will have a stop put to it, right quick." He nodded. TC didn't fuck around when it came to putting a stop to bullshit and he usually did it as expeditiously, and leaving little doubt as to how said shit would not be tolerated, as possible.
Ryder Beckham (3:05:23 PM): "Thanks, man. You're gonna do just fine." That he was not worried about, TC would kick ass and take names. Ryder had came close a few times, but that problem seemed to not be a problem anymore. :::
T C Beckwith (3:07:04 PM): TC nodded and then started for the door. "May as well get started now with finding this oddball chick that refuses to give her name to anyone."
Ryder Beckham (3:07:41 PM): "You need me, I'm gonna be here. Got a few things to do around this place." He stood and reached out for his hand, no man hugs were needed but a thank you was necessary. (d)
T C Beckwith (3:21:02 PM): TC shook his hand and nodded. "I'll call if I need anything and you take it easy, you hear?"
Ryder Beckham (3:22:07 PM): "Always will, I'll keep you informed." Good man to take over, he was leaving the pack in very capable hands and when the door was shut, he let out a sigh of relief. (d)