Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He's in a pair of sweat-pants and a T-Shirt that reads "Ruck Fules" in white against black, and he smiles to her briefly before slamming the back a couple more times with high kicks. "Hey..." SLAM! "Love..." SLAM!

Ita McNairee: *she chuckles and moves into the room, watching him kick with a grin. it just seemed so out of nature for the man to be karate attacking a little ball, she watches him with a grin of amusement* allo me darlin.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: ((One of the big ones, actually. Jer the player is a workout moron...doesn't know what they're called.))

Ita McNairee: ((okies)

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: One last kick, and he stops, smiling her way as he pants a moment. "How's your...night been?" He's obviously been in here a while, and he's fairly drenched. He grabs his towel and wipes down, then walks over to give her a hug.

Ita McNairee: *she allbut pounces him, hands slipping up his shirt to touch his back, unphased by the slickness of a work out* jes gaw peachier darlin. an ye?

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He warms to her touch, squeezing gently. "Just got a mite peachier myself. Been interesting, for sure."

Ita McNairee: *she scratches his back with a faint jingle, nails dragging across clammy skin as she smiles up at him* och really noow. hoows tha?

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: There's a shiver, as nails drag over his back, and he smiles. "Well, let's see...to start with, I told the pack to go fuck off, essentially." A bit of a forced smile. "Yeah, that was fun."

Ita McNairee: och darlin .. *she makes a tchk noise and presses her lips to his throat, kissing the salt there and pressing a pleasantly soft body close comfortingly* darlin... ye aulrecht?

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He leans into her, shrugging. "I'll live. I just...I wanted it to be clean, you know? But full moon and all...couldn't quite bring myself to be nice. And Andrew...son of a bitch just wouldn't quit. Kept going on about how I was supposed to change for them, but they didn't have to for me...and Laidan showed, and I hit Andrew and broke his nose..." He smirks a little at that, but then sighs and shakes his head. "Fuck 'im. I have my family...I have my pack. And I don't need their fucking acceptance anymore."

Ita McNairee: och.. *she murmers softly, rubbing her head along his chest damply* ah love ye sweetness. an ah reckon those folks love ye tae.. jes dinnae understan ye recht. stubborn folk. *she nods, giving a sigh of old air. then she absorbs something and looks up* och.. the moon fer ye tae?

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Yeah. We are a lunar folk, after all, and when Luna gets big, we tend to get all vicious-like." A shrug. "I feel bad about upsetting Laidan...she used to mean so much to me. Still does, really. But I..." He sighs. "Apparently, I don't mean as much to her. Or maybe Andrew put the fear of the Goddess, Elders, and him into her. Regardless...anyway, I also don't know how comfortable she'd be with...well." He shrugs a bit.

Ita McNairee: och.. yer nae vicious.. *she smiles into his neck, giving him another kis, to the hinge of his jaw* yer sweet as peach cobbler ye are. *a nudge as she sings quietly* dinnae woorry nae aboot laiden. tha lass es good folks an ah reckon she'll love ye nae matter wha, aye? wha ye thenk she'll nae understan? *she draws back, cocking her head and sinking to her heels*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Ummm." He sighs, looking a little...well, less-then-at-ease is a good way to do it. That layer of sweat is suddenly a bit itchy. "I mean she may not be comfortable with me and Alexis and the baby. 'cause...y'know."

Ita McNairee: och *her hands come off him like he was on fire. ow. for a blessed moment she'd forgotten about that. she nods, nibbling hr lip. poor laidan* och. aye. ah reckon nae. poor darlin. poor lass.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods a little, eyes taking a downward cast. He knows how uncomfortable the situation makes Ita. "Not that it will even be an issue for a while...Alexis is moving back to Chicago for a while, to be with her mom."

Ita McNairee: ah reckon tha's a better idea. *the pikey takes a step back and away, scratching at her head*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods a little, pulling his shirt off and wiping himself down. "So what's new with you?" he asks, after a long moment.

Ita McNairee: nae mooch. managed tae pess aft me gangbanger *nods and approaches him. he was taking his kit off. it was an invitation really. he was getting rid of the sweat. nooooo.. she flutters her hands for the towel* gie me tha.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He looks at her, then shrugs and hands the towel over. "All right."

Ita McNairee: *which she promptly tosses out the door onto the floor, curling against him and resting her head on his clammy skin* thank ye

Xu Xian: He pulls through the gate and up to the house in a non descript navy sedan.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He sighs at the towel going out the door, but the pikey against his skin tempers the slight annoyance. The normally chore-relaxed Garou has become a bit of a neat-freak since moving in. He smiles and wraps his arms around her, into a hug. "Mmm. You're welcome."

Xu Xian -> Xu Xian: 5,

Ita McNairee: *a grin as she licks his collar and sings quietly* ye should take a shower darlin. ah'm nae gintae leck ye aul o'er ah reckon.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods. "Yeah, I suppose I should." He pulls away from her, reulctantly, and grabs his shirt. He moves into the hallway, bending over and picking up the towel.

Xu Xian: He unlocks the door, glancing around, pausing as he sees the shirtless Jeremy in the hallway.

Xu Xian: He nods a greeting to him, then moves over to reset the alarm system, listening for whoever else might be up and around at this hour.

Xu Xian -> Xu Xian: 4,

 

 

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: A quick glance to Xu, and a nod. "Evenin'." He slings the towel over his shoulder.

Xu Xian -> Xu Xian: 5,9,9,5,2,3,3,

Xu Xian: 6,9,9,2,4,4,1,

Ita McNairee: *jingling announces the pikey is there as well, as she tinkles out behind jer, scratching her ehad with a sigh, she cocks her head to the tall asian* och, g'necht..

Xu Xian: He hears the pikey jingling, and sighs, as if he's got a chore ahead of him. "Did you want me to talk to her right now?"

Ita McNairee: *uh oh. what the hell did that mean? she looks to jer then xu*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He blinks a little. "Whenever you want to, I guess. I guess my night isn't eventful enough as it is..." He looks at Ita, smiling, as if it's nothing to worry about.

Xu Xian: "What do you mean by that? I haven't done anything to you today."

Xu Xian: He seems somewhat loathe to move farther into the house than the entry way.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "No, you didn't." He smirks a little. "However, as much as it might seem otherwise lately, I do have other events that happen when you aren't around."

Ita McNairee: *she looks to dream, then to xu, giving a nod* yer wannen tae talk wie me than? *the pikey jingles up to him, barefeet slapping the floor*

Ita McNairee: ((i've got 2 hours at the most.. maybe 1. just a warnin))

Xu Xian: "Such as?" he asks Jeremy, tho his gaze darts to Ita as she moves forward.

Ita McNairee: *she stops at his side. maybe a little within his personal bubble, but careful as always not to touch him. the pretty pikey looks way up at him*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Ostracism ended yesterday. So I took the chance to go tell my would-have-been pack where they could go." He shrugs, his expression somewhat bland.

Xu Xian: His breath catches a bit, and he glances to Jer. "You..." He exhales. Nods. "Alright." He steps back slightly from Ita, a bit non-plussed at her closeness.

Ita McNairee: *whoops too close. a hop back as she grins sheepishly. a little apologetic.*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods a little, and casts his eyes downward a bit. "Yeah. 'scuse me just a moment...nicotine's out of reach." He moves just inside the door to the gyn room, grabbing his smokes and lighting one. He feels the sudden need for stress relief in addictive form.

Xu Xian: "Uhmmm..." He considers Jeremy's words. "Well. My condolences for your loss, and my congratulations for taking control of your life."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Thanks," comes from the other room, before he walks out, a few drags having given him some measure of serenity again. "And thanks. Not that it was difficult, once I was there and talking. The fuckin' prick."

Xu Xian -> Xu Xian: 9,

Xu Xian: "Who?"

Ita McNairee: *she rakes a clawed hand through her hair, working out a snag with a twist of her lips*.. och andrew..

Xu Xian: He sighs, nodding, looking a bit distracted. "I rather liked Andrew..."

Ita McNairee: a good sort. theck 'eaded an stubborn tho ah reckon.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods. "Yeah, Andrew." A drag from the cigarette. "Talking about how I should have changed for them, but they had no obligation to change for me, because I was the one Ostracized. Like I made no fucking effort. How he knows how I feel, because he's been alone before, and how a pack will accept me and be my family. While he wouldn't lift a finger to come my way." He shakes his head. "Fuck the lot of 'em."

Xu Xian: He nods at Ita's assessment, seeming to relax somewhat as it seems nothing is going to leap out of the shadows at him. "So...where would you like to hold this discussion?"

Ita McNairee: *impressive shrug from ita, she's content anywhere it seems* (warning. i've an hour only)

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Wherever's good."

Xu Xian: He frowns at Jeremy's diatribe, and draws in a deep breath. Exhales. He strides past them both and into the... no, library's off limits...the gym was probably safe.

 

 

Ita McNairee: *jingle jingle jingle.. away she follows after him*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He leans against the wall, watching the two of them. There's still bitterness on his face from his rant over Andrew and the Sept...but the nicotine is quickly relaxing him.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: And he moves into the gym as Xu walks past. He takes a seat on a bench, picking up his water bottle and taking a pull from it.

Xu Xian: He enters the gym and glances around.

Xu Xian: 1,3,8,2,4,2,3,

Xu Xian: Yup, seems safe in here...

Ita McNairee: *The pikey perches on a peice of eqiupment, cocking her head and waiting*

Xu Xian: "So...Ita. I've been told you have an issue still with this...child...of Alexis'?"

Ita McNairee: *she bites her lip* aye loves.. ah jes.. nae.. ets jes nae a good idea fer me tae be arrond those tae ah reckon.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He sits there, listening quietly for now, as he takes a drag and tips the ash into an ashtray he brought in for his workout.

Xu Xian: "Why do you say that?" He finds a bench to sit on and sits. Those with sensitive noses may note he has been drinking today. And...fishing.

Ita McNairee: causen ets nae. *she nods, looking at her hands before looking to Xu* ah kain meself better'n anywan else ah reckon. an ah kain tha atween Lex 'aven a wee wan, an lex 'aven a wee wan an Dream bein tha da like.. *she just shakes her head* nae. nae.. tae mooch.

Xu Xian: "Too much what?"

Ita McNairee: tae mooch fer a pikey tae look et wie oot gawnen a bet mad.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He runs a hand hrough his hair, pulling it back from his face as he listens to the two.

Xu Xian: "What makes you angry?"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: A slight furrowing of the brow, as he looks down and takes a drag of the cigarette.

Ita McNairee: Och ah aulready said noow didnae ah? *a bit of annoyance creeping into her voice as she looks to xu* ye nae lestenen. Ah cannae be roond lex, tha bairen an dream.

Xu Xian: "You're telling me the conditions that trigger your anger, not what your anger is about."

Ita McNairee: *she looks to dream, then to xu. she flops her hands limply. but.. she was explaining.. she bites her lip carefully, considering*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: His expression is even, and he looks up at Ita a moment, sighing quietly as he listens for her answer.

Xu Xian: He waits patiently for Ita's reply, his expression pleasantly non-judgemental.

Ita McNairee: wha. are ye both daft? *she exclaims in that lovely singsong* ye kain ah dinnae like wee wans awn account o wha ah'm. Ah'll end oop a better monster effen ah've tae see em ever damn necht.. *she shakes her head* nae nae.

Xu Xian: He bursts out laughing. Shaking his head. He holds a hand up, looking at Ita as if she's totally got the arse end of that stick.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "And I don't understand why that is." He just shrugs.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: And then he looks at Xu, blinking as he starts laughing.

Ita McNairee: *she flinches, then cocks her head scowling*

Xu Xian: "Ita," he lays out patiently. "You are and always will be a kind, generous, gentle soul. Any child who you care for, or care about will be amazingly lucky and astoundingly blessed."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He smiles a little, and nods his complete and absolute agreement to that statement.

Ita McNairee: nae darlin. canne. canne. *she shakes her head and scowls deeper* ah'll loose me temper. ah'll lose et wie lex. ah gaurentee et.

 

Xu Xian: "First off, whatever the situation will be...it's four months away. Alot can happen in four months. Alot can change, especially in times like these. So. Dwelling on whether or not you'll be able to handle the child when it is born is...just silly."

Xu Xian: "Secondly...Alexis...deserves whatever fate she stirs up for herself. So long as the child is born healthy...if she's stupid enough to stoke you to frenzy...then she doesn't belong in the fucking gene pool."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: Okay, that draws a slight setting of his jaw. He looks down, taking a drag off of his cigarette.

Ita McNairee: nae loves.. nae. tha wee wan deserves a mether. ah willnae resk taken wan awa frem et.

Xu Xian: "Thirdly...if you truly love...Dream." he says the name as if it's being wrenched out of him with crowbars. "You will come to a calm you never thought possible...when you see that child for the first time in his arms."

Xu Xian: "Yes, the child deserves a mother. But if Alexis isn't capable of changing and becoming the mother that child needs...and doesn't care enough about it to watch what she says to creatures that can put her six feet under....then again...she just doesn't belong in the gene pool."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He looks up, sighing a little. She can change. She will. He leans back on the bench, chain-lighting another cigarette.

Ita McNairee: she doesnae mooch seem tae change xu. .. an seein tha wee wan.. ah reckon yer wrong awn tha wan.. *she slips big eyes up to xu, soulfully brown, and shakes her head* see'en em.. Et'll break me. awn account o ah dae love hem.

Xu Xian: "It's not just you who has a problem with Alexis, Ita. It's the entire Garou nation, at the moment. And their fuses are far, far shorter than yours. If Alexis can't keep her tongue and her attitude in check around you...she's never going to survive the rest of her family."

Xu Xian: "Why am i wrong, Ita?"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "True enough," he says in response to Xu's comment about Alexis and the Nation, with a slight shrug.

Ita McNairee: causen et'll break me. ah'm resilient ah reckon. awfi tough.. but ah dinnae thenk ah can take tha.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "What about children set you will break you, Ita?"

Xu Xian: "Again. Four months Ita. Christ, for something that lives forever you're awfully shortsighted."

Xu Xian: "Frankly if she's going home to her family, there's a good chance she'll not survive to return here."

Ita McNairee: *she just shakes her head, getting more and more frustrated.* dinnae ye shortsighted me ye fooker.. ah'm fooken longsighted ah am. the babe esnae jes a babe tell she gies berth tae et. et'll be aroond ferever moore, entel tha daft betch gies et kelled wie her damnable mouth, oor et dies o auld age like. an Dream'll be wie et an Lex entel than. an tha's 80 oor moore years o hurt fer a wee pikey. Nae. *she hops off her machine and makes for the door with a jingle, looking like a beaten dog*

Xu Xian: 5,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Ita...I'm not going to be around forever, either." He pauses, pursing his lips. "Does that mean that eventually, you'll can't stand to be around me, either?" He looks at her as she moves toward the door.

Xu Xian: His eyes flash and for a moment he looks as if he's going to rush her and cold cock her from behind, but then he stands there in the doorway of the gym, watching her go, his fingers clenching and unclenching into loose fists.

Ita McNairee: mayhaps effen ye'd both turn tae dags ye'd understan wha the fook a gypo's sayen tae ye. *she jingles out the door and towards the exit, shaking her haed, chest feeling heavy*

Xu Xian: "HE'S NOT FUCKING LEAVING YOU FOR HER, YOU FUCKING HIGHLAND'S DOGLICKER!"

Ita McNairee: 5,3,6,1,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He frowns at Xu's reaction, but remains seated...until Ita's words, which make no sense to him whatsoever. He's clearly lost by that statement, watching her leave.

Ita McNairee: (oh dear)

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: And THAT...draws wide-eyes and a gaping mouth.

Xu Xian: 3,

Xu Xian: (9 init)

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: 5,

Ita McNairee: 5,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: ((10))

 

Ita McNairee: (10)

Ita McNairee: *a SNARL that could chill already dead blood as she whirls around, stalking towards him as brown eyes glaze over.. she clutches the doorframe, fingers digging in as she whines with a frightened look to dream* (wp spent)

Xu Xian: He sees the signs and launches himself at her, attempting to grab her by the throat and restrain her.

Xu Xian: 3,6,10,2,10,5,7,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: SHIT. He moves immediately to interpose himself between the two.

Ita McNairee: 7,7,4,7,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: ((Dex+Athletics))

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: 7,5,5,

Xu Xian: Dream doesn't quite close the distance before Xu gets his hand around Ita's neck. He glares directly into her eyes and says with an astouding amount of passion and conviction. "He's. Not. Leaving You. He. Loves. You."

Xu Xian: (rolling Cha+leadership)

Xu Xian: 8,3,9,9,4,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: Yeah, so someone's not quite fast enough to beat Xu to the punch...keerap. He stands there, looking at the two of them...and his eyes show amazement by Xu's reaction. Whoa.

Ita McNairee: *the pikey goes limp in Xu's hand.. beast undercontrol as quickly as it slipped through, her eyes unglazing as she whiiiiiiiines in a high voice* rrrrreeeeeer ah kain!

Xu Xian: He doesn't let go of her. "He loves you. And I...will find the Spell of Life. So quit. This. Whining!"

Ita McNairee: ah never said ee didnae love me ..damnet *she rasps, breathing or not, ones throat being crushed made for crappy talkin* (i must go .. 10 minutes ago)

Xu Xian: He releases her, pushing her out into the night. "We'll talk later. When you're calmer and have thougth about what I said." (Go! sorry for keeping you.))

Ita McNairee: *pikey suddenly reeking like dog oils, she stumbles out, grabbing her satchel on the way by and clattering out into the new york night.*

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Goodbye, love." He watches after her, sorrow plain in his eyes.

Xu Xian: He closes the door on her and locks it, resetting the alarm and then stalking away down the hall past Jer like a force of nature, storm raging in his eyes.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He stands there, suddenly very tired, as Xu stalks by. "Thank you," he says after the other man.

Xu Xian: His hands are at his sides, making those strange clawing motions, his jaw set, brow furrowed. He paces all the way to the kitchen door, and then comes back.

Ita McNairee: ((thank yous! *scampas*)

Xu Xian: He doesn't seem to hear Jeremy, lost in whatever madness is whirling around in his head, but after a few more laps of the hallway he seems to calm down enough to actually pay attention to his surroundings.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: By the time he comes back, Jer's leaning against the wall, head bowed, taking a drag from his cigarette.

Xu Xian: "Now..." he says, suddenly as calm and businesslike as a CEO at a board meeting. He turns his attention on Jer. "Did you ever really want a pack?"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Did I? At one time?" He shrugs, looking up to Xu. "I guess, maybe. I had some idea of returning from the Body and starting a pack up. Probably just so I could have someone who accepted me." He smiles faintly. "And it turns out I found that here."

Xu Xian: He considers this. "Are you sure this wasn't simply the path of least resistance?"

Xu Xian: "Because everything Andrew said was true. It was your punishment. It was up to you, if you wanted a pack, to find a way to pull it together."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Path of least resistance?" He chuckles a little. "Xu, it was unbelievably hard to walk into Central Park and tell people I trusted and liked that I was done with them. Laidan looked about ready to break down, and that about KILLED me. Not to mention that I've voluntarily cut myself off from friends and people who could potentially cause problems down the road, being aware of Ita and me. The path of least resistance would have been to meekly go along with them, and go crawling back to them after they ignored me."

Xu Xian: "I was their ~job~ to ignore you. It was your job to be so great, so wonderful you were ~impossible~ to ignore."

 

Xu Xian: "Christ. You people and your melodrama." He rolls his eyes and moves into the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat. "Everything's always all or nothing with you sots."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "I tried everything I could. I tried to contact them non-verbally, and told them that if they were remotely interested in still packing with me, to give me some sort of indication. Micah delivered the letter. They did nothing. I asked Silkie to speak with them. Apparently, she forgot to, or just spoke with someone other then Andrew. I did everything but go down, walk into Central Park, and debase myself by begging people who wouldn't acknowledge my existance to please, please take me back."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "I didn't mean to ignore me because of the Ostracism." He follows along, stopping in the entrance of the kitchen. "I meant ignoring my attempts to contact them."

Xu Xian: "Did you go with me up to the cave where the Hudson's being poisoned and kill the fomors and spirals up there doing it? Did you find a lost fetish or save a lost cub and bring it back to the Sept? Did you do anything that would give anybody reason to go 'wow, I admire him, I want to be in a crew with him!' No. You sat around and felt sorry for yourself and whined about being victimized."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "No, you're right, I didn't do any great feats. I guess that's fair to say." He shrugs. "Maybe I should have. I will admit to not being very productive for the Goddess this month. But for people who had already promised me before my Ostracism that we were going to be a pack, and that they accepted who I was and that I was worthy, to suddenly require something like that is a little out of left field for me."

Xu Xian: He searches through the refrigerator, wrinkling his nose at dishes he's not quite sure are what. Opts for some tomato juice and a wedge of cheese. "I know a thing or two about ostracism, Jeremy and the only way to beat it is to be so damn good they have to admit you exist."

Xu Xian: He moves over to the table and sits down, drinking the tomato juice out of the bottle and eating the cheese with his fingers.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "All right, I suppose you have a point, there." He moves to stub his cigarette out. "I just remember the Ritemaster's words. And they were about Solidarity and Unity. Three people watching one trying to do it all, just so he's worthy, isn't Solidarity and Unity. One man reaching out to others, and the others reaching back, is."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: ((Ritemaster=Truthcatcher))

Xu Xian: "I'm not arguing that. Frankly, I think your people's solidarity and unity is something they pissed away long, long ago."

Xu Xian: "But the fact remains. Do you want a pack? Do you need one, to remain sane? To remain uncorrupt? If so...then there's no reason not to go get one. Hell, I'll lead it, if you like."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods a little. "More pretty words from Miss Miranda, I guess. They sounded good at the time, though."

Xu Xian: "Or, i can take my punishment from the courts, and we can form a Sentai."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He raises an eyebrow at that. "Xu, to me, the people in this house are my pack...and Ita. A pack is a group of people who live, fight, and die for each other. People to rely on. Who act with a single mind, when they have to. I think I've found my pack, and you do lead it. It's just...not exactly the traditional style of a pack."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: And then he blinks at that. "A sentai." That had never occurred to him, for some reason.

Xu Xian: He nods. "Yes. Clear my name. Yadda, yadda, yadda..."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "What's your punishment from the Courts?"

Xu Xian: "And really, Jeremy, I hate to break it to you but...this house? It's not a pack it's a fucking pajama party."

Xu Xian: His brow furrows at that question and he sets the tomato juice down, his mouth quirking up to the side. He sniffs, toying with the neck of the bottle.

Xu Xian: 2,7,2,3,8,8,8,10,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Yeah, well...that pretty much puts us in line with anything the Sept has to compare with, doesn't it?" He smirks a little. "I didn't mean we were a war party, Xu. I mean, in the sense of a pack to keep me sane and uncorrupted...the people here are doing that well enough."

Xu Xian: He says so offhandedly and with such aplomb that it hardly seems a trifle worth worrying about. "Well, it ~was~ to be buried alive for twenty days. But since I broke out after fifteen I'm not sure what they're throw on top of it."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He looks at him. Oh, hell no. He knows how much that must bother Xu to even think about. "Jesus."

Xu Xian: ((what they'll throw))

Xu Xian: He shrugs. "I don't have time to do it right now but...when things settle down and I get back from Africa...and you get back from your training...we can deal with it."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Back from Africa. And back from my training." A questioning look from the Garou to the man.

Xu Xian: "You're going to Quantico, remember? Bodyguard training? Evasive driving course?"

Xu Xian: "And I have to go to Africa next week, in order to look for that Spell of Life I was talking about."

Xu Xian: "Micah has a lot more training to undergo so he'll be gone longer."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Ahh, yes. Sorry...been one of those weeks." He nods.

 

Xu Xian: His brow furrows. He chews his lip, thinking hard.

Xu Xian: "I wonder how hard it will be to get a puppy into the Legendary Realm..."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "All right..." He nods a little bit. "How long, out of curiosity, do you figure I'll be gone?"

Xu Xian: "You? Hum...four five days? A week, if you want to spend a few days with Micah before coming back."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: An odd look passes over his face at Xu's question. "I don't know. I'd imagine as easy as it would be to take a human in."

Xu Xian: "Well, I can't leave him alone," he says defensively. "THat would be wrong."

Xu Xian: "You'll be gone...Micah will be gone...anybody else I'd trust him with is coming with me...so...I'll have to take him along."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "True enough...that would be a bad idea. You could always leave Merlin with someone, if you have anyone you feel you can trust him with." He shrugs.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Gotcha. So when do we leave for Quantico?"

Xu Xian: "Well, except Ita...but then she might eat him or something."

Xu Xian: "Micah's leaving Monday but you don't have to be there until Saturday--that's the driving course."

Xu Xian: "Or do something like witness the assasination of somebody and leave her fucking dogs to starve for months until someone finds them and houses them for her...."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Saturday. Got it." He pauses. "Not that I know how high the quality of them are around here...but what about a kennel? Merlin should probably have personal contact at this young, true...just trying to present all the options, though."

Xu Xian: He sighs. "I could bring him back to the breeder but...I don't want to."

Xu Xian: "He's got a legendary name...why not give him the chance to become a legendary dog?"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: That draws a smile from him. "Can't argue that logic."

Xu Xian: "And I cleared it, too. The name. Asked permission before I gave it to him."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Probably a wise move."

Xu Xian: He nods. "Falcon can be a stickler."

Xu Xian: "Anyway...." He sighs. "I've been chased out of the park by a prowling woman, so i actually came here to sleep."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "What, was being the Totem of the Fangs your first hint?" He grins a little.

Xu Xian: "I think the Fangs corrupted him. Falcon...used to be such a pleasant chap...."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "All right." He nods, idly wondering at that.

Xu Xian: "Mera...still has some of that..." He smiles, eyes going far away, looking almost lovestruck.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "I'm sure Griffen used to be a nice guy, too." He shrugs. "But I'm not the biggest fan of the Red Talons. It is kind of sad what the tribes have done to some of the totems."

Xu Xian: He nods. "Tell me about it..." He sighs. "What you dogs did to Lion..." He shakes his head. "Criminal..."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "No argument from me, Xu." He sighs. "None at all." He goes to make himself a drink.

Xu Xian: He rises and puts the tomato juice back into the fridge and washes the cheese off his fingers, then turns to head upstairs. "Merlin's with Micah, yes?"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Bear. There's a guy who's been fucked by the Garou. I still can't believe it's considered dishonorable to associate with him."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Yeah, he is."

 

Xu Xian: "Bear." He freezes, turning around to regard Jeremy.

Xu Xian: 6,

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He looks up at Xu, setting the rum down. "Yeah. You disagree?"

Xu Xian: "Trong's...in coma..his entire sentai are in comas...due to a corrupted Bear spirit...his sentai totem."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "...shit." He blinks a couple times. "That's...a problem, obviously."

Xu Xian: He gets a look of sudden realization on his face, followed by horror. "Oh, fuck...oh..fuck!" He covers his face with his hands.

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "What?" He moves toward Xu, not suddenly, but not exactly slowly, either. "What's wrong?"

Xu Xian: He runs his hands back through his hair. "I hope she's right...I hope she's right..." He closes his eyes and stamps away, throwing a fist down toward the ground. "Fuck!"

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "Xu!" He follows behind. "Talk to me, man. What's going on?"

Xu Xian: He holds his breath, forcign himself calm, and points a finger at Jer. "I'll...have to tell you...after I get some more information. But there's a...very good chance that...I'll need you to actually gather up...what Garou you can and make a dream assault on this Bear spirit."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He nods, concern obvious on his face. "All right. I'll pull together who I can."

Xu Xian: "I just...hope it's not too late."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: "From the sounds of it, me too."

Xu Xian: He rubs his hand down his face and sighs, taking a few more breaths to force himself calm. "I need to get soem sleep."

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: A nod. "Go, get some sleep. I'll be up for a couple more hours, at least. Not surprisingly, my schedule's turned a bit nocturnal."

Xu Xian: "Alright," he nods clapping a hand on Jer's shoulderblade as he passes him and heading down the hall to the stairs.

Xu Xian: 99And thanks for the scene but I need to snooze))

Jeremy "Dream" Thomas: He looks over his shoulder after Xu as he heads off, then sighs a bit. Workout's done. Time for a drink. He takes his rum and Coke and heads off to the entertainment room. ((Cool, man. See ya later.))