Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4):
"Hey," the young Lord kin says softly as
Bliss answers the door.
If one is attracted to men, his breeding shines like a beacon, making his
handsome features into something a bit more. Glossy blue-black hair falls in
waves to his shoulders, framing a strong, handsome face with narrow, bright
brown eyes, a proud nose and full, sensual lips. He's dressed casually in a
pair of tailored blue-jeans and a black t-shirt, gold glittering at his neck in
a collar like chain and diamond studs glittering, one in each ear. He has a
small bag over his shoulder and a laptop case resting against his hip. "Bliss?"
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Yes."
He pulls the door open wider. "Welcome home. Come in, have a seat."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He exhales softly and slips inside,
moving smoothly. Power hangs about him like an almost visible second skin,
seeming heavy for his eighteen year old self. "Thank you, Sir."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): ((color change))
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "We
will not address me as, sir, thank you. Bliss will do just fine. You're staying
with us awhile then?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: A
groan, as the man shuffles into view. Another night of incredibly poor sleep--moreso then usual--has the Alpha looking like absolute
shit. He's wearing the same pair of boxers he was in when he sparred this
morning, his hair mussed and wild, a few day's growth
on his face. He walks into the great room with a lit cigarette in one hand and
his Glock in the other. Least the safety's on.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I'm not sure. It depends on Mr.
Thomas," he says with a shrug. "
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Morning,
sunshine," Bliss says softly. "Sit. I'll get you a drink. You hungry?" His head tilts sharply and he turns to
look at Alexi as if he just remembered someone else existed. "Either
of you?"
Shadow's Blissful Silence: There
us a soft huff. "It's always complicated around here. I'm sure you'll fit
right in."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He smirks, just slightly. "No thank
you, Bliss," he says softly before inclining his head regally to Aerin.
"Mr. Thomas."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Not
hungry. Just..." He frowns. "Shit. We're out of the scotch, aren't
we? Rum then." He looks over at Alexi and nods
slightly, a very faint smile on his face. "Hey."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Sorry about this, Sir," he
says politely to Aerin. "I can't go back to
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
laughs softly and walks to the kitchen to fix drinks. "As
you command." For all he still hasn't slept yet, he looks better
than Aerin. Granted, someone also has years of experience playing with makeup,
a far more elaborate costume, and the 45 minutes of warning neccessary
to put on a good show.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Don't
be sorry, Alexi." He shakes his head. "I have no problem with it.
You're welcome here as long as you need to be." He smiles gratefully to
Bliss and drops onto a couch with a groan.
Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: And he seems more at ease than last night right now. Maybe it's the hours of
snuggling, maybe it's all part of the show, but here in the living room with
Alexi he seems far calmer and MUCH more present than outside last night.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "If you'll pardon my saying, Sir.
You look like shit," the young man says, dropping his duffel bag beside
the door. The laptop gets far gentler handling before he moves towards Aerin,
almost seeming to stalk the man.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
returns with two glasses, one rum, one orange juice.
Both are set in front of Aerin. "Put the gun down and have a cigarette,
you'll feel better." And he walks back to the kitchen to make a tequila
sunrise. When he comes back this time he hands Alexi a glass of water, complete
with a sprig of mint, before settling next to Aerin with his drink.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Alexi...PLEASE
don't call me sir. I start looking for my high school
US History teacher." He smirks faintly. "Aerin will do. And I
know...I've looked better. It's been a long few days."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Thank you," he says,
accepting the glass greatfully and taking a sip.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I'm not sure I'm comfortable
calling you Aerin. Its too familiar," he says,
taking a seat in a near by chair and crossing his legs primly.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I
am smoking," he says to Bliss, a teasing tone underneath the defensive
play. The gun is, gurdgingly, set on the coffee
table, and he picks up the rum. "Thanks."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Bliss
laughs softly, resting his head on Aerin's shoulder a
second as he studies Alexi. "Ohhhhhh...he comes
with issues straight out of the box. He's so ours...."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well,
pick a name, any name. Just as long as there's no 'Mister' or 'Sir' in there,
I'll be cool with it."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "You apparently didn't know either
my father or...Or my sister," he says to Bliss, offering the other a
slight, crooked smile as long fingers smooth an imagined crease into his jeans.
"So. Can I call you sweet cheeks then," he
asks Aerin, arching a brow.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Aerin,
I'm here. I promise to valiantly get shot and play dead while you pick the gun
back up to kill things, okay?" His tone is very much teasing.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Bliss's
comment gets a chuckle, and he runs his stubbled
cheek over Bliss's hair before taking a swallow of the rum.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
looks over to Alexi, the small smile fading some at mention of father and
sister...though it returns with the jibe. "But Aerin is too familiar?"
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He chuckles softly and flushes red to
the tips of his diamond studded ears. "It was a joke. A
lame joke. I'm sorry, Aerin."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "He
answers to honey," Bliss says 'helpfully.' He snuggles into Aerin when his
smile fades out like that.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Don't
be." He shakes his head. "It was amusing. Need a moment, Bliss."
Just giving his Beta a heads-up, before he crosses his leg and rotates his
upper body in the opposite direction, bringing a cringe-worthy (but satisfying
to him) sound of pops and cracks all the way up his back, from base to neck.
"Oh, thank Goddess."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "You need a massage," Alexi
says firmly, eyes flicking over Aerin critically before sliding to Bliss. "Alpha and lapwolf. How...cute."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "One
day, your spine is going to turn to goo. Gah...." He shudders, and settles back against Aerin.
"Also, in other news, someone needs to learn to make my spine do
that."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I
need to not pretzelize my body when I sleep," he
returns, as he repeats the process in the other direction...wincing as his back
snaps, crackles, and pops in protest. He sighs and settles back down.
"Maybe if it turns to goo, it'll stop
misaligning at night."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
chuckles. "Of course. Aerin keeps me as a pet.
Hadn't you heard? I gave up every ambition I ever had for a Child of Gaia who
was willing to pet me. I'm an abject failure to my family." Despite the
obvious amusement there's just a hint of something dangerous to his tone.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Your mate is not taking very good
care of you," the kin mutters in disgust, flicking fingers through his
hair to brush it away from his face.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): And then his eyes slide slyly to Bliss. "Prickly and cute. I could so keep you."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "My
mate takes excellent care of me," he says with an arch of his brow.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Maybe
you need a nice Mediterranean cruise...."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He glances around the greatroom, brow arched. "If that's
so, Aerin. Where is she?"
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Already
sold my soul to the tree-hugging hippies, sorry." He says to Alexi, but
there's nothing hostile to his teasing.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): And water comes out the kin's nose as
Bliss's words are timed to coincide with a sip.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "He's
asleep at the moment. Having spent most of the early to mid-morning looking
after me, I'd imagine." He snickers at Bliss's comment, and Alexi's
reaction. "You okay, Alexi?"
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He coughs and rubs disgustedly at his
nose. "Fine. He?"
His eyes widen. "Oh, Thunder..."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
murmurs something to Aerin.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes,
he." He shrugs. "Current events and my mood as they are, I'm
surprised that this is a large shock. And trust me...all things considered, the
Nation probably figures this to be a step up from the last try." Oh, some
bitterness there. Always will be.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He nods, flushing again. "I'm
sorry, Aerin. There's no excuse for my idiocy other then to say that I'm scared
and trying to protect someone."
Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I don't think he got to sleep
until shortly before I got up. He certainly didn't seem to do more than get
comfortable before he was sothing you again, or you'd
flailed into him again. Hell, after last night, I have bruises." He
breathes out softly, in what would be a chuckle with a bit more energy.
"You so hit me in the jaw, by the way. Never do that again."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
flushes some himself at what Bliss says, lips pursing. He nuzzles Bliss
apologetically, and looks at Alexi. "No harm done."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): His brow arches as Aerin flushes and he
cants his head to oneside, soft waves spilling across
his cheek.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
curls back into Aerin and sips at his drink. Perfectly content though has it's drawbacks, like sleep attempting to catch up to you.
His eyelids droop a little, glittery black lashes blinking very slowly.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Alexi shakes his head and tries to hide
the catch in his breathing as his eyes land on Bliss. He jerks them away and
back to Aerin's face.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
rolls his shoulders a little bit, eyes shutting as he lets out a soft sigh
before taking a drag of smoke. "So." A hand
rises to starrt petting the other Garou's
hair. "We've got a busy time ahead of us, I guess."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Yeah. They have to be stopped
before they destroy the Nation."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Oh,
they're not just going to be stopped, Alexi." His lip curls. "They're
going to be killed. End of story."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Some
of us," he murmurs, even as he nuzzles back into Aerin's hand at the
petting, "Are trying to stay awake so as to be able to fling ourselves in
the way of those nasty aforementioned bullets...." It doesn't really
manage to sound much like a real protest.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He smirks slowly at that and leans down
to pick up his bag. Slowly he withdraws a rather wicked, almost ceremonial
looking knife from it. He turns it over and over in his hands. "I want to
learn how to use this."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: His
half-open eyes study the knife with some interest. "I could show you, but
that's actually not what I'd reccomend learning
with."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "its what
they deserve. Its what my father deserved."
Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Bliss shudders at the
what they deserve comment, not enough to be seen, but enough for Aerin
to feel.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah,
well...you know." He grins at Bliss, then looks
to Alexi. A shake of his head. "Not efficient.
You wouldn't last three seconds against a Fullblood. Guns.
Working in teams. This isn't just vengeance...this is
fighting back. Preserving ourselves and those we care about. We have to be
swift, brutal, in and out. Catch them off-guard."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Alexi's
comment about his father causes him to pause. He runs his cheek along Bliss's
jaw, then observes the kin for a very long moment. Appraising...almost envious. "Your
father."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I could arrange for weapons,"
he says softly. "Or at least the money to get them.
I dont' want to involve my Sept." He says 'my
Sept' possessively...as if he owns it.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I killed him."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
finishes his drink and srteches out over the couch,
feet propped up on one arm, back arched over Aerin's lap. He sighs heavily as
he settles down again.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Alexi
gets a glance that's more appraisal than surprise.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You
have no idea how much I wish I could say that, Alexi," he murmurs,
watching the kin. "I rather envy you in that respect."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He blinks, tears rising in his eyes.
"I loved my father but he was so sick. So consumed by Asura
that...I didn't have a choice! I was seventeen years old and he kissed me. On
the lips and I slit his throat for it."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I'm
sorry it hurts you." Very not sorry the senior Rothechilde
is dead, though, and it's obvious.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
holds out one hand to Alexi, eyes actually opening all the way. "Shhhhhhhhh...sometimes, ending
what mockery of their life remains is all you can do. My mother died the same
way, although, before she kissed me."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "That's why I came here. To find out why. To find out why he came...What happened. WHat twisted him. He was a good man. He built our Sept from the ground
up...Gave Garou and Kin a home..."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He uncurls from the chair and his
fingers slip into Bliss's slowly.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Once
he has Alexi's hand he tugs gently, pulling the kin toward him.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He's
quiet, calm...and reaches out for Alexi's other hand.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Tears in his eyes the young Lord lets
them draw him close, lets them comfort him as he curls into their warmth.
"I miss him and I hate him..."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
keeps his hold on Alexi's hand, his free hand risig
to stroke Alexi's hair. "I know. It makes
everything rather confusing, when you can't figure out whether you should grieve
or just be glad it's over or revel in having slain a creature of thw Wrym. It gets all mixed up,
somehow."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
smiles faintly and helps draw Alexi over to the two of them. "I know how
that feels, Alexi. I really do."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "And these Get...What
they're doing. It makes me think of him...Its...So wrong."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He
keeps petting. Words so often just get in the way. Maybe Aerin knows useful
ones. Hopefully. He looks up at Aerin helplessly.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He curls against the Lord, his head
resting on the Gaian's thigh, utterly unashamed.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Persuasion: 9,2,7,8,8,4,10,
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods
a little bit, looking down at Alexi and running his hand over the other's
shoulders and neck. "It is wrong. Repulsively so."
He sighs. "Your...Alexi. Your father...I never
liked him. I think that's fair to say. But...he did come here--the last time,
at least--to do good. He was just...overwhelmed, I
think. There's a huge difference between what this monsters are doing and what
your father did. He tried to do good, and was
overwhelmed by the Wyrm. They do the Wyrm's work, and disguise it as the
Goddess's."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: d10: Cha+Exp vs five (WP): 4,4,3,8,2,8,
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He nods. "I know. It just. I'm
scared. If they find out about Cor an me...If they
hurt him..."
Mercury: ((As Merc
is supposed to be staying here, do you mind him coming in? He has that news.))
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): ((*SNUG* Woot!))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Not
at all! And BRB))
Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Come
on in. *G*]
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Mercury: ((I'm playing it like the phone convo
happened, and we can do that tonight, back-dated. :) Just FYI))
Mercury -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Or
he could have been out all night and is coming in now and will tell him face to
face. *S*))
Mercury: The door slowly opens ((assuming
he has a key)) and he walks in wearily, expression grim, clothes rather grimy.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Alexi lifts his head from Aerin's thigh
as the door opens, his body curling closer to Bliss's. Innocence shattered by
fear as he stiffens.
Shadow's Blissful Silence: He tenses,
just a little when Mercury comes in, though he doesn't stop petting Alexi.
"Mercury...."
Mercury: He looks over the
tableau, feeling both relief and worry.
Mercury: ((I'll stop here
for Rav's return. *S*))
Mercury: ((And switch to red.))
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Alexi sits up slowly, trying to draw
himself together. He pushes a hand through his hair, eyes locking on Mercury
before dropping to the man's boots. "Sir."
Mercury: ((Except I'll do
this one response post.)) Soft groan. "No, no,
Alexi, please, as you were. I'm not a sir, I'm Mercury. Thank Gaia
you're safe."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He offers a shaky smile to Mercury.
"I've been careful," he says softly.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3] -> Mercury: ((I had to get something done last night, forward-dated because
of player availability, so I played Aerin like he knew, since you said he would
have called last night.))
Mercury -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Ahhhh. *L* Misunderstood. NO
worries, then, yes. Even better. We can play it out
backdated later.))
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
reaches for the gun when the door opens, but seeing it's
Mercury, he relaxes and nods to the man. "Merc. Hey." He generally looks like absolute
shit, wearing just a pair of boxers, his hair mussed and wild, and a few day's growth on his face.
Mercury: He steps forward,
giving Alexi a bear hug, though it's not in his usual exuberant manner. "There's a lot of people hunting for their skins. They're not
going to come out of this alive."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He clings briefly to Mercury and then
settles against Bliss again. "Good," he says softly, coldly.
Mercury: He nods to Bliss,
the past events serving only to further soften the '
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Who
all is on the hunt?" He leans forward, one hand still running over Alexi's
shoulders, and grabs his rum for another drink. "We should
consolidate."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Alexi listens quietly, his mind already
running figures.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I've
been better," he admits. "Though I'm holding up for
now. If I don't kill something soon, I don't know how long that'll last,
though."
Mercury: "I've told my
pack ((once I get a hold of Fang and Harper and Spaz)).
I don't know yet what they will all commit to, but Eddie is out for blood. I
haven't talked to Dark Elements." Rolls his shoulders.
"We've got some really outraged Kin who were there when Phone-Tag told us
last night. I...can't read Arn well. He's not stopping them, not voicing his
opinion, but his loyalties don't seem to lie with them either."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Corbin will talk to his
Alpha," Alexi says softly. "His brother is bi so..." He swallows
and stands, pacing towards the kitchen aggitatedly.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: The
comment about Arn brings a snort from Aerin. "Fucking
figures."
Mercury: "If their Kin,
this 'Annie' or whatever her name is, is feeding them information as Phone-Tag
suggested, and you didn't SEE the smile on her face last night, Aerin, when she
heard of the rapes. It turned my fucking stomach." He plops down heavily
in a seat. "We need to grab her, hold her somewhere safe but where she can
do no more harm while this goes on."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Kin
feeding them information??" He stares at Mercury incredulously.
"I..." His jaw tightens, hands flexing into claws. He's close to
seeing red again.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I think I've met her.
Briefly..."
Mercury: Aerin: "Easy,
brother. I don't have facts. It was what Phone-Tag thought, and I saw her
expression and she spit at all of us. But I won't condone any violence towards her, she is a misguided Kin who doesn't know she's doing the
Wyrm's work. I think we should take her out of the equation, render her
harmless."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "She knows about me," Alexi
says softly, biting his bottom lip.
Mercury: "The Reapers,
however," he says in a low growl, "I will gladly and cheerfully rend
from limb to limb and give their souls back to Gaia to cleanse."
Mercury: He looks to Alexi
and takes a deep breath. "How many do? I thought you were more discreet
than most."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Do
you know she's misguided, Merc? I mean, really?"
He stares at her. "What makes her any fucking different then the Garou
she's helping...just because she doesn't have a dick to rape with or the
ability to beat people to death?"
Mercury: Aerin: "I
*don't* know," he admits. "I can't know. Until we do, I'm only saying
we need to keep her locked up somewhere, until this is over and we can figure out
what do with her. She can go before a Truthcatcher
and we can find out what she HAS done."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I was joking around with Izzy and she heard." He shakes his head slightly,
flushing.
Mercury: "Or," he
amends, "we could grab her and take her before the Truthcatcher
now, find out what information she has given them. That could be an
option."
Mercury: He nods to Alexi,
reaching out and giving his shoulder a light squeeze. "It's
okay, Alexi. They'll have to come over our dead bodies to get to you."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He exhales softly. "Like
I was telling them. I want to help. I can't get
Mercury: "Arm the
Kin," he suggests. "No one should go around alone either. I'm not
going to suggest silver bullets, it makes my skin crawl and I don't know if it
would end up doing more harm than good. When it's over and done with, will we
still then have Kin armed with silver? Yikes."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
falls silent, dropping his head back against the couch back with a sigh and
shutting his eyes. "We need some silver. I'm going to try and contact a
source that may be able to get us some. As to this Annie person...we need to do
something. I don't want to hurt kin. But Goddess damn it...evil is fucking
evil. And I tend to view enjoying rape as more then misguided. At the same
time, we don't want to tip our hand...maybe we can use her, though."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "How," ALexi
asks, brow arching as he sits down near Aerin's knees.
Mercury: He nods. "She
definitely has to be dealt with. I just don't condone violence towards her. It
may very well end up that her crimes will warrant her death, but until the Truthcatcher hands down that sentence, I won't bring her to
harm. Silver," he sighs. "Yeah. It may be
the best bet. Still makes my skin crawl. We should organize the Kin, get them
together, see who defend themselves the best, create a
buddy system."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "We
need names and faces. We need targets. She can lead us to them."
Mercury: ((who *can*
defend...))
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "We could create a target," he
says softly.
Mercury: "There's enough real targets without us creating one. Baited
traps don't often work well in the hands of amateurs."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Its not
like I would be a baited trap. She already knows about me. And she doesn't know
I know all of you."
Mercury: "No,
Alexi."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "I can't hide, Merc,"
he says gently, glancing up at the man. "Besides, its
not like I have anything to lose."
Mercury: "You have
your life to lose and, bullshit aside, Alexi, that's a pretty big deal."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "NO,
Alexi."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Its my
duty, Merc," he says with a slight smile. "Redemption."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Aerin's sharp no makes him flinch, just
slightly.
Mercury: He looks satisfied
as Aerin chimes in. "It's not your duty, Alexi. Don't bring it up again
because it isn't going to happen. Period."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "If
we use a trap, it's going to be a Garou, first of all. Better survival odds.
Obviously, the concept of overkill is lost on them, and they'll use what they
can regardless. IF we use a trap." He smiles a
bit to Alexi. "You're not bait, Alexi. You're too important for that."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He snorts and leans into Aerin's leg,
one hand rising to absently brush Bliss's hair back. "So you're going to
use yourself, Aerin?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "And
for the record, that is a pretty big if."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Much
as I'd like to be bait, I don't think they have the balls to sneak attack an Adren. So I guess I'll have to settle for just the
killing."
Mercury: "Or me. It's
hard to say. Aerin has the Ranks, but I'm an Ahroun."
Mercury: Aerin: "I can
just about kill with one punch. In Crinos, I CAN kill with one punch. Me being Cliath, it's unlikely they know how well I can fight."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Aerin can't be bait. He has a
partner and my...neice to take care of. You're
probably with someone. I'm not."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Someone
please beat my wireless into submission for me?] His eyes flutter back open, a
little confused. When did Mercury get over there? Huh....
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Alexi,
drop it. You're not going to be bait, and that's the end of the fuckin' story." He's not speaking harshly, just with
authority.
Mercury: Low growl. "I
said DON'T bring it up again, Alexi. Last warning."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Aerin, no
offense but you're not my keeper."
Mercury: Similar tone to
Aerin's. Perhaps their combined tones drove it home.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): His brown eyes narrow and he rolls up to
his feet, glancing warily from one Garou to the other.
Mercury: Aerin: Speaking
more reasonably, "I'm not exceedingly open about my sexuality, I keep it
toned down for the sake of the delicate sensibilities of the Garou Nation, but
they may have me in their radar. Maybe even just because I'm
Cherokee. I'll need to have Rei stay here, I
won't risk him."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "No,
but I can pick you up by the scruff of your neck and toss you into a room, then
lock the door until I get ahold of whoever's claimed
you, then tell them that you're defying the word of an Adren
in order to put yourself at a risk you don't have to take." He tilts his
head, watching Alexi with a faint grin. "And if you doubt I'll do
it...just try me."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: Blink.
Blink. "Uh...yeah...I missed something. What are we baiting?"
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Corbin would laugh his ass
off."
Mercury: Alexi: "He'll
do it," he confirms. Bliss: "No one at this time, we're merely
speculating on the feasibility of drawing out some Reapers."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Right.
Well...um...I am rumored to be both gay and ineffective. I may be Fostern, but
I'm a Ragabash. They may think that they catch me
before they decide to try and pin down an Ahroun that they _might_ think is
gay."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Then
I'll grab Corbin by the scruff of his neck and toss him in with you." He
looks over to Mercury. "Maybe. I don't want to
use the bait route yet, if we can get them alone without and just blow them to
hell." Last, to Bliss, a hand coming out to pet the Lord. "Nothing, yet. Just coming up with a
game plan."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Oh no, Aerin, you missed the point
entirely. Corbin would think it was hilarious that you locked me in a
room." He shakes his head slightly and moves over to Merc,
bumping the Garou towards a chair. "Sit."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I
so wish Mel was here." He slides out of Aerin's lap to curl against his
side. Impromptu nap or not, he's still tired, and he very much wants to be
awake.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Ahh.
Fair enough."
Mercury: He nods to Aerin.
"I view the loose 'plan' as an option should nothing else work. I'm leery
of bait traps."
Mercury: ((Mercury is
sitting. *L*))
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): ((missed that!*LOL*)) The young Lord kin
makes himself comfortable in Merc's lap, for no
reason other then that he can and that here, at least, he can relax.
Mercury: Bliss: "We
were also discussing removing the Annie Kin, whatever her name is, something
unusual I think. Not harming her, but taking her into custody, bringing her
before the Truthcatcher, finding out what she knows.
Phone-Tag, the Gatekeeper, suggested that she is informing the Reapers about
people, maybe she's giving them targets. When we were told about the rapes last
night, she smiled. Smugly. It was chilling and
nauseating."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Annika," Alexi says suddenly.
"Annie Kin made me think of it, she does have a bit of a Darth Vader-esque air to her."
Mercury: He doesn't stop
Alexi, but he doesn't cuddle with him either. A brief touch to the back of his
head, but that's all. He's not as tense as he was when he first arrived, the
discussion of possible actions having gotten him feeling slightly better.
Mercury: "Annika.
That's it."
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Annie
kin?"
Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Annika...?"
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He
growls. "The more you say that, Merc, the harder
it is for me to consider the 'Don't harm her' Plan."
Mercury: Aerin:
"Sorry." Apologetic. "There are no
facts, just what Phone-Tag said and her, shall we say, 'unconventional'
reaction. And the spitting at our feet *really* bothered me. Arn should have
done something."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He relaxes slightly, not looking to be
cuddled, but just to be close.
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Maybe Arn feels the same
way," he says, brow furrowing.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yeah,
well, color me shocked that he didn't."
Mercury: Alexi: "His
loyalties do not seem to extend to what they're doing. He's hard to read, like
I said, and he won't condone OR condemn their actions. They are Get and it's highly doubtful he will speak up against them
for that reason. Rather cowardly, in MY non-humble opinion, but there you
go."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He frowns slightly and sighs. "Some
people feel that if it doesn't directly affect them, they don't need to be
concerned."
Mercury: "Phone-Tag
brought that home to a few, I think," he says in response to Alexi.
"He speculated how long before they stop beating on queers, my word not
his, and go after those with darker skin, or other traits the Reapers don't
appreciate."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Not long. I have Boots-the-System
watching
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Fucking
great." He shakes his head. Not like he hadn't thought of that, but...
Mercury: "Maybe that
will galvanize others into action. Like Shaky Mac and others who seem happy
that alternate lifestyles are being targeted. Wonder what he thinks of the
rape."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "Its scary
when Garou obey a kin without question," he murmurs.
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Fuck
Shakey," he says with a snort. "He's too
badly fucking burned by that bitch who went to the
Demons. This isn't that, and we all damn well know it."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): "They won't be happy when one of
the Reapers looses control on one of their kin..." ALexi
shakes his head.
Mercury: He sighs, pinching
the bridge of his nose.
Mercury: Aerin: "I
might have to get back to my home soon. I also offered the Furies safe haven.
It won't be safe if I'm not there." Offered Rei's
house without really checking with him first, but, well...
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): Alexi stands and paces a bit, stretching
hard as he rakes fingers through his hair. "I should call Corbin. Let him
know that I've gotten out of the city propper for a
bit."
Mercury: ((I have a hair
appointment soon and will need to go. I'll be back early evening, though I
cannot be on after 12:30am EST. *G* Going to see Monster House.))
Mercury: Alexi: "Good
idea. Don't tell him over the phone lines WHERE you are, though. I'm getting a
little paranoid, I know, but better paranoid than dead."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): He smirks slightly at Mercury. "My
cell is encrypted but don't worry. I'll just tell him I'm safe."
Alexi Rothechilde, II (PB4): (and I gotta
go. Work time! woo.)
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Sorry,
Merc." He sighs. "It's been a day. Scratch
that...it's been a week." He settles down against Bliss, taking a moment
to settle his eyes shut and relax.
Mercury: He stands up.
"I'm gonna check on Tony and Rei."
Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Thanks
for the scene, guys! Assume Aerin just passes out. He's a tired boy. :) ))
Mercury: He steps by Aerin,
putting a hand on his neck and giving it a strong, brief massage. "Yeah. I know. But we ain't
alone in this, brother. I'll have your back and we'll help take them out."
Mercury: ((*HUGS* Thanks
for the scene! Glad I stumbled in. *S*))