Michelle (Rauko): *she glances to
Kaeleigh as he mentions Aerin... well him being around would be a nice thing,
but stays quiet, letting her eyes look off again*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he narrows his eyes at Kaeleigh for a moment and
then looks at Michelle. He has a slightly confused expression on his face. He's
unsure of what to ask next, that wasn't the response he expected*
Michelle (Rauko): *well she does't say
anything to him, his look maybe lost as her eyes are once more fixed on the tree
line ahead*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
You're a huge help. *he says to Michelle
sarcastically*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *looking between michelle
and arn, blinking slowly, she shakes her head and sighs softly* maybe I should
go...*somewhat sadly dissappointed tone to her voice as she fixes her hair in a
ponytail a little better*
Michelle (Rauko): *doens't answer him,
though she peers for just one second to him and looks back off*
Kittie: ((Open?))
Michelle (Rauko): 88yeup..))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Perhaps that would be for the best. *he says to
Kaeleigh. His tone is not apologetic or disappointed, simply matter of fact*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: *blinking alot more now,
she nods and looks away, licking her lips and murmuring* yeah...I
guess....goodbye michelle.....*an almost finality to it, she swallows and nods
to arn without looking to him straight on for the first time, her whole demeanor
changed for some reason as she starts to jog back down the trail towards the
exit she came from*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he doesn't return Kaeleigh's nod and after she
disappears from sight he turns back to Michelle* She was not kinfolk was she?
Michelle (Rauko): *she blinks, froaning to
Arn, though she does look for a moment to Kaeleigh, wihspering* e... evening...
I...*frowns* seeyou...*well trying to imply, but she doens't seem much onto
being to open right now*
Michelle (Rauko): *frowning hearing Arn,
and looking off, murmuring* she...I'mnotsure
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he growls a bit* I couldn't tell..but..she did
not speak as one would've.
Michelle (Rauko): *frowns, not saying a
thing*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Do you know something I don't girl? *not using
her name, likely making his statement more of a demand for information, instead
of a simple question*
Michelle (Rauko): *Keeps her eyes fixed on
the tree line after Kaeleigh is gone, at least she is no long with Arn's mood*
a.... aboutwhat?
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
About her! *he says or rather snaps. Speaking of
Kaeleigh obviously*
Michelle (Rauko): *She flithces, visably,
tense, murmuring* Iharedlyknowher
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he growls at bit but quiets after a short
moment. He'll not apologize to her though* I wasn't going to hit you.
Michelle (Rauko): *She is keeping her eyes
FIXEd with determitation on the tree line, at least leveled up. Tense, flitching
and shrining as he growls yet staying VERY still, does not say a single a word
though when he finally speaks, just.... seeming to be waiting*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
You know this Aerin...or Olivia?
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Into the park he
heads, his staff tapping with each step of his right foot. The man is a little
tense, making his way in as he looks around with a frown. This park never has
him totally at ease anymore.
Michelle (Rauko): *It takes her a good
moment in answering with a low*.. yes..
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(*scratches his head...doesn't remember casting
summon Aerin* hehe)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((He's like Bloody
Mary. Say his name enough times... :) ))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Per+Alert: 6,4,10,3,3,7,
Michelle (Rauko): ((*giggles*))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Hmph. *he huffs* Well then, you'll have to tell
him I have some questions for him when you see him next, you'll do that right
Michelle? *something about his tone indicates it's not simply a polite request*
Kaeleigh O'Reilly: (LOL dang hes goooood*G**hugs
rav an lurkeths*)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A raised brow comes as
he lets his eyes fall upon Michelle and Arn. He pauses in his steps for just one
moment, before he continues his way toward them. Michelle gets a soft smile, but
it's fleeting before it turns to the man, eyes appraising him in multiple ways.
Michelle (Rauko): yesSir *her voice
faint, nearly a sigh... and really just an authomatic one.. her hands by now
probably white with the strehgt shs is aplyign to keepting the close and remaind
still*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
~description~Arn is a large man, even by the
standards of the Fenrir, he stands 6'5" and weighs in excess of 280 pounds. He
could be considered attractive with a strong jawline, dark hair and eyes, but
such qualities are often spoiled by his air of arrogance and outright
superiority. He moves with a slow and deliberate stride, his gaze meeting that
of any who look his way, his expression set into an almost perpetual scowl. (he
has purebreed 3 also..but homey don't play that PB in the tag stuff)
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *The blonde haired,
blue-gray eyed girl is once again skating around the park on her board. She
keeps to areas with enough variety in the layout to be interesting. Stairs,
railings, hills and valleys. Fun stuff.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] ->
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
d10: Per+Garou Lore: 9,4,3,8,6,6,
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he looks towards the approaching man and eyes
him with what could be taken as a condescending stare*
Michelle (Rauko): *And she doesn't even
seem to notice Aerin, untill he is right on them, then yellowish red eyes look
to him a moment, beofre setting on the tree line, no, not even with him there
relaxing seems, before shemurmurs* Arn Rh..Mister Arn wishestospeakwithyouSir *authomatically*
Kelsey Horn (PB3):
d10: peralert: 9,1,6,7,8,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He walks directly up
to Michelle and stands by her side. A hand comes to her shoulder, and he gently
guides her back a bit, so he is between Arn and the obviously intimidated
Michelle. "Hello. How are you?" Said to Arn, as Aerin looks up to meet the man's
gaze...about as intimidated as the cat is of the mouse.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~ -> Aerin Thomas
[PB 3]: (I'd roll in response but as soon as
he hears his name he'll know who Aerin is, word spreads pretty quick about
someone gaining Adren)
Michelle (Rauko): *She flitches, and there
is even a faint tremblor when AErin touches her, but she just moves as he moves
her, staying very still there then*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
((S'all good. *S*))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he snorts as Aerin puts himself a bit between he
and the kinfolk* You're Aerin? *he asks, his tone disbelieving, as if to say
"This is an Adren?"*
Kwan Lo : *And, running through the park
from another direction, occasionally glancing over his shoulder, the young
Chinese man with the air of stir-fry oil still clinging to his clothing comes
along the path. He's not in a panic, but is clearly worried that someone is
following him. He's also not really paying attention to who might be in front of
him.*
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She looks over and waves
to Aerin, then blinks at the fleeing Kwan, looking to see who may be following
as she leans over to scoop up a couple small rocks and slide them into her
pocket. Just in case.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I am." Yes, all
5'11", 140 pounds of him looks up at Arn with a calm smile...and intense,
unwavering dark green eyes about it. The man looks, really, like you could knock
him over with a strong breath, but for his attitude. "And you are?" No, not a
request.
Dara: *sliding down onto one of the
lower tree branches of the tree shes in, wearing a black too big for her hoodie
and black jnco jeans , no shoes backpack on the branch beside her before she
settles down to sitting and swings her legs idly*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
A pleasure. *he sneers the words, so obviously
false, but not truly disrespectful* I am Arn Grimhild. We have some business to
discuss shall we head to a more accepting locale of such talk? *that is a
request, the man outranks him after all, although he doesn't truly believe it*
Kwan Lo : *Nope. No one's behind him... he
slows, looking relieved, and then turns facing forward, blinking, clearly
surprised at how many people are here. His eyes settle after a moment on Kelsey,
and he approaches her quickly, giving a brief head-dip.* Pardon, Miss Kelsey,
but you did not happen to see a group of angry women in funny hats go past here,
did you?
Dara:
d10: per/alert: 3,2,5,3,6,4,6,
Michelle (Rauko): *she castes one single
look to Aerin and Arn, before looking off once more, with a faint small frown*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at
Michelle, giving her a calm, supportive smile, and looks back to Arn. "Yes, that
will be just fine, Arn. I'll allow that." He gestures further inward. "Shall
we?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he snorts lightly at the "I'll allow that"
portion* Come along girl, this discussion includes you also. *speaking to
Michelle obviously*
Dara: *hopping down from the tree and
nabbing the pack at the last moment , rubbing at her stomach, she tilts her
head, hearing others, then shrugs, heading further inwards into the park*
Michelle (Rauko): *There is just one
little look to Aerin, and then she simply moves, seeming to just authomatically
do as told right now*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Stop."
Dara:
d10: per/alert: 10,6,8,3,8,7,9,
Kelsey Horn (PB3): *She shrugs as Aerin seems
distracted and leaving and looks over at Kwan* Um no...what kind of funny hats?
*She stops, kicking up her board and grabbing it with one hand, the other in her
pocket, still.*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he knows that isn't directed towards him. He
continues on towards the deeper more secluded part of the bawn*
Dara: (MUCH better*G*) *something catches
her eyes though and she looks the same way where arn and michelle and aerin are
now, blinking and tilting her head as she moves quietly closer there instead,
hands shoved in her pockets, hair and head mostly hidden underthe hoodie*
Michelle (Rauko): *Again, does so, those
eyes of hers peerin to Aerin for a slight second, confusion? a slight glimpse of
being upset there? but then she looks off, her hands till pretty much closed
tightly to her sides, over her sleeves*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: That last was said to
both Arn and Michelle. He looks to Arn. "Michelle is my ward, Arn, and she's
under my protection. I'll thank you not to try to give her orders while in my
presence. If you want her to come along, you do what's proper, and you ask me if
I mind if she comes along, rather then pretending I'm not here when speaking to
her."
Kwan Lo : *He nods to Kelsey, still
looking around.* Straw hats, but with flowers and bows and other ornaments on
them. They were quite upset with me, I am afraid.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he turns and growls* Oh is that so? Well I'll be
sure to remedy that for you quite soon. *he huffs and continues on to the deeper
park.* (room change, sorry for moving half the characters, my apologies)
Kelsey Horn (PB3): What'd you do? *She raises
an eyebrow.*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No. You won't." And
that was said with a growl of his own. He puts his hand gently on Michelle's
shoulder and starts to move into the park.
Michelle (Rauko): *and she definitively
shirnks closing her eyes tight at -both- their words, even biting now her lips
inwardly, somewhat tightly*
Kwan Lo : *He looks slightly offended.* I
did nothing wrong. I merely asked them a few questions.
Michelle (Rauko): *but moves as AErin does, without a word*
SEPT OF THE GREEN
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He continues his
way into the Sept, his hand on Michelle's shoulder. His stance is definitely
protective, not possessive, and he keeps his eyes on Arn as he walks, calm yet
ready.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*his ward, what the fuck does that mean? He
ponders and then shouts aloud as they clear the bramble* SHE IS FENRIR
KINFOLK!!! *he roars as he turns to face Aerin and those who've followed*
Michelle (Rauko): *Alright.... the moment
Arn growls, she stops death in her tracks,staring down, you thougth she was
tense before.... well anyone looking at her right now will realise she was
rather calmer compared to this second*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He narrows his eyes
and steps up to Arn, staring right at him. Inches from the other. His stance is
just on the edge of being challenging. "You, Arn, will calm yourself.
Immediately."
Dara: *heck, even dara has a reflexive
moment and cringes both outwardly and inwardly at the roaring shout that
direction, closing her eyes and swallowing before taking in a deeeeep breath and
letting it out slowly, eyes opening again*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
You're lucky that this is calm Aerin-rhya. *he
uses the honorific but is tone is too angry to be taken as respectful. He
glowers down at Aerin his Rage held back but just a thin thread now it would
seem* (WP burnt) First things first...who the fuck is Kaeleigh? Red head..came
to the park jogging just earlier..if she was kin I couldn't tell...but she
mentioned -your- name. *likely such a statement usually involved a finger in the
chest also but he refrains from speaking with his hands just for the moment*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He raises an eyebrow,
very slowly. "What did she do? Why are you so wary of her? She was jogging, and
she said my name...great. Did she jog like the Wyrm jogs?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
She spoke like a member of the Flock!! *he
growls* I'm wary because she seemed to think she was welcome in our
territory..and she seemed disappointed when it became clear that she really
wasn't. Now..tell me, why would she be so disappointed, why would she believe
she's welcome in the park at 1 AM...that she's safe here. None of their kind
should feel that this is -their- sanctuary also!
Michelle (Rauko): *she is still frozen in
place, if so perfectly quiet*
Dara: *taking another deep breath, she
moves closer to michelle, murmuring 'shell, cmon...lets move back a lil from em'
, waiting for a response from her*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He snorts. "Arn...I
respect the Get of Fenris a great deal. I've found an incredible amount of
intelligence and resonability in your Tribe. You, however, rather seem to be the
exception. And not only do you have no concept of the role of our kin within our
society, you have no concept of this Sept and where the boundaries lie. Are you
seriously suggesting that you're running around ordering people out of the areas
of the park that humans come to on a regular fucking basis? Why don't you send a
neon sign to the Wyrm...Hey, guys! Sept here!"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he growls* Your words will not distract me so
easily. Answer my questions and perhaps I will do the same for you. *he's
seething, that much is obvious, ~insert powderkeg analogy~*
Michelle (Rauko): *She doesn't seem much
responcisbe at all at Dara's words, not moving, even though she does glance to
her*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You don't have the
right to demand anything from me." He stares up at the man, calm in the face of
the other's anger. "And I will answer your questions when you can phrase them in
a respectful manner to me, rather then an accusation regarding things like I
answer to you, as opposed to the Elders of my Home Sept."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he snorts* Perhaps I'll get the answers from
Kaeleigh herself then eh? (hehehe)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: (("regarding things
that you obviously know little about" I hate it when I don't complete
thoughts.))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: His eyes narrow, and
he bites off the snarl in the back of his throat. The calm is starting to
evaporate. "You will not."
Dara: (oooooo*G* bad arn!) *she holds a
hand out to michelle* cmon...please move back?*keeping quiet still...no reason
to bring attention to them both with the big furries argu..er...talking things
out, her whole demeanor speaking of experience in that field*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*so easy to hit those nerves* What does she mean
to you Aerin-rhya? Or are you afraid of what she might tell me -about- you
instead?
Michelle (Rauko): *and now she does shake
her head faintly to Dara, mayhaps still with the words of Arn warning her not to
back away, staying where she is at*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "It's none of your
concern. And making accusations against my Honor is not asking respectfully.
What evidence do you have of anything? That she came into the Park jogging? Wow,
like about a thousand people a day. That she mentioned my name, and she spoke
with Michelle, who's my ward? Our kinfolk are our link to the outside world, Arn.
So I see no evidence of wrongdoing here, beyond your baseless accusations
against me." The Gaian isn't backing down, not an iota. "When you can ask
respectfully, like you would anyone else, I'll answer your questions."
Dara: *sighing softly, she takes another
deep breath and stays next to michelle, fingers fidgeting under the too long on
her sleeves, toes digging into the dirt as well...obvious she doesnt like being
this close but as long as michelles standing there shes going to as well..just
incase*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he snorts* Tales had not reached me of your
evasive tongue. You believe me to be some kind or Raging lunatic...perhaps
sometimes that is true...but I know what I heard, her tone, the look in her
eyes..her body language. She knows something, and she knows -you- Dodge around
all you want I know evasion when I see it. *he snorts again* You may be an Adren
but you are not my match, do not test me, you'll find that frail body of yours
severely lacking.
Michelle (Rauko): *She glances to Dara for
a moment, then she forces herself to look up, staying in place*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(kind "of" that should read)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(oh the humanity! the chat swallowed Dara)
Dara: (bah)
Michelle (Rauko): ((hmm..*prods Ravyn to
see if he is there still*))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(Patience is a virtue Elsa)
Michelle (Rauko): ((I am Libra... we do
not know the meaning of Patience =P))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He shakes his head.
"Your complete lack of respect for your elders will be noted, Arn. You do the
Sept of the Green a disservice, if in fact you are a member here. I owe you
nothing in the way of answers. In fact that, it seems to me that the only issue
here is that you may be revealing the location of the Sept by chasing everyone
who isn't kinfolk off. There's a term for that. Litany violation. But unlike
you, I'm not ready to make that accusation, because I don't have all the
information." He shakes his head. "You wish to speak with honorifics but you
have much to learn of respect. You actively disgrace the word 'rhya' when you
spit it out like that."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(I'm Aeries)
Michelle (Rauko): ((ooh.. THAT explains
*G*))
Dara: *she just blinks and stays in place,
silent, fingers fidgeting every once in a while and listening, what she does
best*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "And if you can't even
ask a question respectfully, then you have no respect for your elders. How you
speak to one elder is representative of how you speak to any. I'm sure
Gavin-rhya wouldn't expect to be spoken to this way."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
More pretty words, if such is your stance call me
before the Truthcatcher. We'll see how your tactics of evasion fair then eh? *he
snorts* Likely not though, I've a feeling you'll speak nothing to my Elders of
what's occured her tonight. *he shakes his head* Do not twist my words Gaian,
there's a difference between chasing off the flock actively and simply letting
them succumb to the terror of the night, they are a skittish folk after all. *he
growls then his Rage welling up* No..*he shakes his head again* You'll not
succeed in turning this around on me. I've seen this trick before, and by those
more skilled at it than yourself. *he sneers* If there truly is nothing with
this Kaeleigh then why not just say so? No..instead you dance your little dance
and try to distract me. *he shakes his head* And as for Michelle, she knows
where her loyalties lie, she knows whose blood flows in her veins.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He laughs at Arn. Yes,
he actually laughs at him. "Your ignorance of the situation gets stronger with
every word you speak, Arn. And you just keep making yourself look stupider and
stupider."
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he shakes his head* Continue to run your mouth
Aerin-rhya. You've a talent at least for that, although, I can't say much for
what spills forth from it.
Michelle (Rauko): *Is still not movig at
all, not a word, she sint' even fidgeting, keeping her eyes tight, as she has
since before Aerin arrived*
Dara: (gah..time...gotta go , husband to
work*pouts* but will be back after if wanted)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(tis sleepy time for me, seems as if we're to a
spot where they can part ways, I think...)
Dara: (dara can get michelle home if she
wants unless shed rather go with aerin*nods*)
Michelle (Rauko): ((aww *snugs Dara-p*
seeya! *hug*))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((We are most
definitely not at a spot where they can part ways. I ask for a pause.))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(*snorts* I believe she'd rather go with Arn)
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(I can stay up for a bit longer)
Michelle (Rauko): (a little biiit longer
*eyes the JC*))
Dara: (pause is fine with me, gotta
go*hugs* back in about 20)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Rage spent)) JUST
like that, he's in Glabro form, his clothes shifting with him, and he grabs onto
Arn's throat. There's no further action, no move to attack. He just wants to
make sure he has the Fenrir's attention, staring directly into the other's face.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*his eyes burn as his Rage leaps forward. In an
instant he chooses not to give in to the beast and shred the creature before
him. Instead his hand moves out quickly to Aerin's chest and pushes Aerin back*
Oh, I accept Aerin-rhya. I accept your challenge. (WP burnt)
Michelle (Rauko): *And she flitches yet
again, by now probably starting to dig her own nails in the inner of her palm,
so closely tight it is, yet she still reminds, unmoving from where she stands*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Arn," he growls, looking down
now. Directly into the Fenrir's face. "I haven't Challenged you. A Challenge
must be declared, and must be done before a Master of the Challenge. However, if
you think that as a Child of Gaia, I'm a peacenik weakling who breaks like a
twig, you're very much wrong. I've destroyed Wyrm creatures that would make you
cry like a newborn mewling cub. I've faced and defeated threats that you can't
even imagine. So SHUT. THE FUCK. UP. Or I WILL put you down."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "What's your Rank?"
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
Your actions are a challenge. You put your hands
on me, try to intimidate me..make threats of putting me down? *he growls* Oh no
curr, that is a Challenge, if you're too much of a coward to back up your words
with action then so be it. *he snorts* No, your glory does not outstrip mine, do
not make such ridiculous statements. *he growls again* If you wish to rescind
your challenge do so. You are not my equal in combat, I can see that plainly
from your pitiful near-man form.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
I am Arn Grimhild. Known by deeds as Demon's
Dance, Fostern Ahroun of the peerless Get of Fenris. *not his full title, but
he's not a Silver Fang either so that's most of it*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Did you hear a Chant
of Challenge, Demon's Dance?" he growls, staring him full in the face. "Maybe
you'd like to twist this into a challenge, so you can say you defeated an Adren.
But under no circumstances was a Challenge made. By your own justifications, I
could say you challenging me by your accusations. That's a Challenge, and then I
could choose the style of the challenge. However, I respect the Challenge
process, and understand it. You obviously do not."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((That's a Challenge
against my Honor, rather))
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
My words are only a challenge to you if they are
false. You've done nothing to prove that they are. *he shakes his head* I care
not for gaining glory by stomping your face through the back of your skull.
There is no doubt in my mind, that even with all your bravado, which I will
grant is admirable. That you are my match in the arena of battle. My birthright
is to wield the power of death himself! All who've stood before me in the
challenge circle have fallen, Fenrir Warriors double your might have been laid
low at my feet. *he snorts* No, you're right to fear me, for if we do
battle...you stand no chance.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You've given me no
reason to answer your baseless accusations. Your ability to pound your fellow
Warriors of Gaia into pulp shows nothing of your honor. Leave my sight, Demon's
Dance. Are you sure you're not a Galliard, with those words?" He snorts and
turns away, leaving his back to Arn, and melts back into Homid before looking to
Michelle. "We're done here. We're going to Malcolm's now, to get your things and
Annette."
Michelle (Rauko): *She frowns for an
instant, but simply moves, for the first time, to follow Aerin, not a word*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he just shakes his head* Don't think you can
simply run off with Fenrir kin in tow. *is all he says although he makes no move
against them*
Dara: *the whole time shes just standing
there....watching..blinking...listening....only now theres the soft click from
inside her mouth, looking between all three of them*
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
If you follow him you betray your very blood
Michelle. You turn your back on what you were born to. *he snorts* Do as please,
I'm sure we'll meet again no matter what.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He doesn't look back
to Arn. The man doesn't deserve that much, it seems. "I can and will. She's mine
to protect. And your Elder is the one who agreed to place her under my
protection. Perhaps he knows something you don't." A pause, and then he looks
back, with a smirk. "In fact, I'm pretty damn sure that's true. When you wish to
ask your questions with the slightest modicum of respect, come find me. Then
we'll talk." And with that, he's moving to guide Michelle out of the park.
Michelle (Rauko): *and then Arn -has- to
speak, his words making her freeze in place, like if her blood had drainied from
her body, struck in place, her eyes seeming to slowly... become agitated, like
if she was fighting with something inwarldy... and then slowly just..... empty*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]:
d10: Rage: 7,2,9,2,
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
*he just shakes his head* We'll see. *he growls
and looks around before he moves to head off*
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He spins around and
snarls to Arn. "Threatening kin? You're worthless. A nothing. An idiotic bully
with no respect for anything." Hands clench...fingers flex. "You will NOT
speak to her again, Demon's Dance. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??" Yeah, that
Rage is close to the surface. He steps in front of Michelle, protective of her,
staring at Arn with something akin to hatred.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
You're all talk. *he just shrugs* We'll meet
again, there's no doubt of that, I wasn't threatening her. Just calling her
home, she is my blood, not yours. Don't insult us both by making that kind of
ridiculous statement.
Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~:
(if this will continue we absolutely must pause.
I -have- to go to sleep haha)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He scowls and lets Arn
leave. "Don't try to mask the intent behind your words. Begone." He spins
around, and moves to lead Michelle out of the Sept now.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((No, we're done.
Night!))
Michelle (Rauko): *Well.... she really
seems froze in place, but she'll go with Aerin, quietly, tense still and seeming
off, like if in som way she was just in autopillot, not really reacting*
Dara: *arn leaves one way, aerin and
michelle leave another, she furrows her brows and shifts to corvid, fluttering
off into the sky*