Dara: ah...no,silly captain obvious*playful grin* its not...forgot I read and speak japanese fluently eh?

Lucien Bourikas: He gives a glance to the couple before moving over towards Dara.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He walks into the Sept next to Carrie, only keeping minimal attention on his surroundings.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he flips the book back into Dara's lap* You're no fun. I was going to hold it up out of your reach.

Caroline McGregor: You're going to trip, break your neck and die unless you pay attention..and that's no way to go. *laughing slightly as the head out of the bramble.*

Dara: *that gets even more of a grin as it gets given back to her* psh......like that'd have worked well...wings, remember?*giving arns leg a playful nudge*

Lucien Bourikas: "Out of herreach? I'm afraid your arms can not extend up into the clouds. Besides, she pecks when angered, I would watch myself were I you."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He slips out of the trees and walks over to Dara, dark eyes studying Arn quietly.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: "Well, at least I would die in the company of beauty." making his way out of the bramble

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he shrugs* It'd take 100 ravens to loosen a book I held between two fingers. Pretty unlikely you'd be able to pull it from my grasp all alone.

Lucien Bourikas: His eyes shift to Bliss as he moves, and he nods to the other Lord, "Good evening."

Caroline McGregor: Ahhhhhhhh...that would be sweet consolation, wouldn't it? *She looks up a moment, studying the others and then returns her attention to Connor.*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he looks towards Bliss and then back towards Lucien* Lucien: Do not speak to me as if you possess knowledge I do not Shadow Lord. It is impolite, I was under the impression you were some kind of master of etiquette.

Dara: naw I wouldnt peck at arn, sides...he luuuuubs me*smirking exaggerated batting of eyes*....s'tha other things ya gotta watch out for ifn someone ticks me off*nodding sagely*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Lucien gets a nod and a faint smile. Dara gets a little playful tug on her hair.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He stretches his arms and legs before he sits down in the grass, looking over at the others for a second.

Lucien Bourikas: He looks to Arn, then to Dara, "This one has little sense of humor, yes?" Back to Arn. "You hear my words, but you seem to have your own way of interpreting them."

Lucien Bourikas: Dara> "Oh, I have little doubt of that."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He studies Arn another few seconds before he takes a step toward him extending a hand. "Shadow's Blissful Silence. Fostern Shadow Lord Ragabash."

Dara: *the tug gets a blink and slight squeak before she looks back and up at bliss* h'lo shiney..*lips curling in a slow grin*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Perhaps you should speak through actions then, they're less likely to be misinterpreted. *he shrugs at Lucien and then glances around at the others*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he looks towards Bliss* Well met Shadow's Blissful Silence-yuf. I am Arn Grimhild, know by deeds as Demon's Dance. Born beneath Luna's fully open eye, Fostern of the peerless Get of Fenris.

Veronica Santangelo: Eventually makes her way into the clearing after a slight altercation with some of the foliage. Her dark eyes scan the grounds, mildly preoccuped with the music.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: ~description away!~ 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.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Anyone mind another?))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Peerless Get of Fenris...?" He's purring though, more amused by Arn than agitated.

Caroline McGregor: Have you met any of the others? *She asks, watching to where his eyes wander.*

Caroline McGregor: (bring it on!)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I should start carrying shiny things around for you, often as I run into you lately?" He chuckles and scratches lightly through her hair.

Lucien Bourikas: (not at all, very open)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Not at all. 8)]

Veronica Santangelo: ((nein, throw him in))

Jez: ((Hmmm...is there too many now? I'm back from dinner and was going to rejoin.))

Caroline McGregor: (never too many)

Lucien Bourikas: He looks at Bliss, and seems to be fixing to make a comment but then just shakes his head, looking amused.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He nods "Besides you, Arn and Lucien, I've also meet... uhm... her" he motions at Dara

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: You believe yourself my better Shadow Lord? *spoken to Bliss. His tone is simply curious. He does seem mildly amused though this man is the first to call him on his formal introduction containing a thinly veiled insult to those he's spoken it to*

Dara: *the scratches get a grin and what sounds like an actual purr* heeeey Id never refuse a freely offered shiny, newp, not me....*chuckling softly, she blinks a moment with a curious grin* can I ask yas somethin bliss?

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: Into the Sept the Gaian walks. Why? Because he hasn't had an argument in forever. Like, eight whole days. We can't have that. So in he walks, staff tapping at the ground and dressed in his usual garb...the leather trench, the lace-up shirt and leather pants, the steel-toed boots. Hair is unbound. It's his relaxed look.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm just wondering in what precisely you've determined you are peerless. It could so easily be something less than...flattering. I hear such stories of the Fenrir...." He's smiling, still more playful than anything.

Jez: And he is not long after Aerin, walking in looking cool in the evening heat despite the humidity, in He is wearing black leather jeans with black side lacings, black leather boots that lace up to his knees, and a black fishnet tee over a blood red silk shirt. He carries a bright pink Hello Kitty duffel bag over one shoulder.

Caroline McGregor: Come then..let's get you all introduced, shall we? *She says with a slight smile.*

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: In that art of making War of course! *he says rather loudly* I take pride in my heritage Shadow Lord. As I'm sure you do as well.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He nods "Lead the way, love." And stands back up.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "You can ask whatever you'd like." He doesn't look down at her, but she gets another quick scritching.

Jez: A delicately arched eyebrow as he sees a crowd in the clearing.

Caroline McGregor: *She starts towards the others.* Hey, those of you who haven't met, this is Connor...errr...*looks at him to give the full blown out greeting and stuff.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks up and around...wow, big crowd tonight. He comes up to Bliss, stopping at the Shadow Lord's side. Dara and Caroline get smiles and nods...Lucien and Veronica a simple nod, and Arn a brief look. Connor, who he doesn't know, gets an appraising look. "Evening, everyone. How goes the night?" He looks back at Jez and smiles to him as well before looking back, a hand rising to smooth over Bliss's hair.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I certainly do, but I've no need to thrust it into my introduction with such force as to insult anyone I meet not of Thunder's blood."

Dara: *again with the purr sound(really does sound like a cat) at the scritching from bliss, still sitting by the tree with her pack to one side, full metal alchemist manga(in japanese) in her lap(pm for the outfit or descrip)* bliss: ummm.....the feathers..?

Jez: He inclines his head with deep respect to Bliss, Lucien, Aerin, and Arn, then nods to Dara and Caroline. The other two he doesn't know. He moves to Lucien's side.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he laughs a bit* Suit yourself Shadow Lord. *he looks towards Aerin and dips his head to the man for a brief moment* Evening Aerin-rhya. *he looks past the Adren towards Jez and his bizarre bright pink bag. * Curious.

Veronica Santangelo: Chuckles softly at the contrasting effect of Jez's ensemble, tapping her fingers against her chin. Aerin gets a slight nod in return, her eyes widening, probably for the long coat in such warm weather.

Lucien Bourikas: He returns the nod to Aerin, dressed completely in black tonight as he has for a while now, and although calm enough he has an edge to him that he didn't seem to have before. Noticing Jez, the nod is accompanied by a smile, as he listens to the exchange between Arn and Bliss, "Good evening."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He leans over to nuzzle along Aerin's jaw. He still watches Arn for the most part. Arn is the newest stranger to entertain him.

Dara: *aerin gets a lean back look up smile and wave since shes sitting in front of where bliss stands, carrie and jez both get their own as well, and when carrie nudges connor to their attention for an intro she looks to him, blinks, and gives something of a smile* ..hey connor.....Dara....um...no...fancyschmance names like you guys...just....dara

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He looks at Carrie with a smile then leting his odd eyes wander over the crowd "...Howls-with-Passion, Silver Fang cliath, Galliard and of Lupus breed. Or Connor if you prefer." He ends it all with a smile

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He accepts the nuzzle with a smile, and looks to Arn. "Good evening, Arn." He looks to Bliss. "Seems I chose a busy time to enter the park. Traffic in here's almost as bad as it is out there."

Lucien Bourikas: He nods again to Connor, "As we could not exchange names properly before... I am known as "Siren's Call", Galliard to Grandfather's Chosen."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he moves away from Dara and those gathered around her as Aerin and Bliss become comfortable with each other. He tilts his head as he looks over Veronica. Someone he hasn't met. * Evening girly. *he greets her with a brief grin and a quick look over*

Jez: Veronica looks rather familiar, but he can't place her. He simply smiles, sitting down by Lucien. "Good evening, Mr. Bourikas," he says quietly. He acknowledges Arn's comment with a faint smile, but it's not mocking. His eyes rise up to drop his gaze in respectful submission to one of higher station, then raise once more without fear or challenge.

Lucien Bourikas: (Cliath Galliard)

Veronica Santangelo: Realizing with more people now in attendance that not only would she miss parts of conversation, but it might be ungracious to continue listening to the music, she pulls the earphones out gently.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Connor and nods, his eyes taking a more discerning look to him. "A pleasure, Connor. Aerin Thomas, named Dream by deed. Adren Philodox of the Children of Gaia."

Caroline McGregor: *She smiles at waves at a greeting at the one's who she hadnt' before, stepping back a bit and just watching the introductions as they go around.*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "One was once a spirit's, and was gifted to me shortly after I completed my rite of passage. The other is from...." His eyes go softer and distant for a few seconds, as memories thoroughly distract him from half baiting Arn. "One of your kind. And one of the best friends I ever had. Much as Stephen, he became family to me. I have not seen him for years. I find them both rather...reassuring. So I keep them with me when I can."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: ((Description for those who don't know: Connor's an attractiv, although somewhat feral, man with quite short, mezzy and completely white hair and a small goatee. His eyes are odd-colored, the left's green and the right's blue. He stands at 6'6 and even though he's slim, his body shows some impressive muscles. He looks like he's in his early 20's and is dressed in a pair of black pants, a white bottoned down shirt and a black overcoat, toped of with a pair of unlaced boots. Across the chest there are four scars, looking like they were made by... claws? He looks quite stylish in a loose and feral sort of way. A rugged black bag hangs over the right shoulder.))

Jez: Connor: He inclines his head to him with respect. ((Think they might have met...not sure...))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Sorry...SLOW connection tonight.] He nods to Jez. "Evening...."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He offers a slight bow to Aerin, as he has read humans do when they meet someone who is to be respected.

Jez: Bliss: "Good evening, Bliss." A warm smile, his honey-brown eyes soft, though he still maintains a respectful demeanor.

Lucien Bourikas: Noticing Veronica he nods to her, remembering her vaguely, but not having seen her in the park in a while.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Oh! Aerin doesn't automatically introduce people he outranks. He offers a hand to Connor. "Shadow's Blissful Silence. Fostern Shadow Lord Ragabash."

Lucien Bourikas: He looks to Jez, "The pink and red clash you know, you really should break down and buy yourself a new pack."

Dara: *a gentle nudge to bliss' hand that might be near her is given* s'a good reason....*looking between aerin and connor and lucien and bliss and arn with a soft tphtpht and tilt of her head* man.....compared to you guys 'dara' is like.....baloney on white bread without the baloney....

Jez: Lucien: He laughs. "This one gets a lot more looks and nasty comments. It's amusing."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He takes Shadow's hand and shakes it a few times to many, not knowing how many is enough "A pleasure."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((DD for Connor and, possibly, Veronica: Aerin is a very average-looking person. He stands 5'11", and is a little bit thin at 145 pounds. At 28 years of age, he still has a baby-face, despite the Motorhead-style mustache he's wearing, he is commonly mistaken for 18-20 years old. His hair, a medium-brown, goes down to about his mid-back. He has a very youthful face, with bright blue eyes that flash with intelligence and full cheeks. His right canine is missing, but that's neither here nor there. Something about his features suggests maybe a Welsh origin. He's dressed in a red lace-up shirt and black slacks, with steel-toed Doc Martins and a black leather trench coat over the whole thing. His staff, six feet long and solid oak, is held in his hand, half the length covered from the top down in carvings ranging from the spiritual to pop culture to nonsensical to any but Aerin, perhaps.))

Caroline McGregor: *She looks at Dara withe a rueful grin.* Carrie's not much better.

Jez: Carrie/Dara: "Hey, at least you two have more than one syllable. Unless I use my full name, I'm just Jez."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He continues to shake until Connor is done, not at all weirded out by Connor taking possession of his hand, just glances down at Dara and lets Connor have his hand until he feels like letting go. "Oh, we'll find you a name. No worries, love."

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he sits down upon the grass and watches the others passively. *

Veronica Santangelo: Her eyes wander over the men, pausing on Lucien in recognition and surprise. Then her head turns, barely catching that Arn addressed her. "I beg your pardon, were you speaking to me?"

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: ((Yes I did catch the outfit.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Oh, a peerless Fenrir accosted Dara who as yet has no name, and some people wandered over and you and Jez appeared and now it's a party."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: ((meant for Bliss only sorry.))

Jez: Bliss: "It's always a party when I appear." Smiles. Obviously just kidding.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he glances back at Veronica* I said, evening girly. *he repeats his words and then laughs why exactly that's amusing is unclear*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Mmm, sounds like fun." He looks over at Arn a moment, as if he's trying to figure how much of the 'accosted' comment is a joke from Bliss and how much is serious. Likely, he believes it a joke, as he isn't glaring, but you never know with Aerin. He's always full of surprises.

Dara: *jez and carrie get a grin and chuckle, then bliss gets an 'uh oh' grin and raised brow* should I be worried?

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Wouldn't dream of having a party without you, darling." He grins and winks at Jez.

Caroline McGregor: Good point. *She says with a flash of a smile at Jez.*

Jez: Bliss: "Good," he sighs, "it's been ages since I've had a party. I'm getting stuffy in my old age."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I don't know. I can never tell what will worry people."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Are you even as old as I am?" He asks Jez with a low laugh.

Jez: Bliss: "Possibly?" He smiles, knowing he isn't. "No, I'm 18."

Lucien Bourikas: He looks to Aerin, then listens to Bliss' explanation before responding, "Actually I am here because Arn there suggested us taking things here."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You don't get to talk about old age, Jez. You haven't even hit twenty yet. Wait until you're pushing thirty, then start."

Dara: *jez gets a snickery snort and the manga gets tossed his way(without much conviction or force, jsut for something to do*G*)* old age...sheeesh...*grinning impishly at him*

Veronica Santangelo: (apologies for the lag, I left the room for a couple mins, the rest is post adderall crash) Arn: For a second, she looks about to say something insolent, then thinks better of it. "Sorry you had to repeat yourself. Seeing Lucien distracted me." Tucks the mp3 player into her backpocket, looking from Arn back to several of the others.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm twenty-six. For a Ragabash, that's about the onset of senility...."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He sits back down in the grass, watching, observing the others with curiosity. Humans are fascinating animals.

Jez: Lucien: He smiles. "A good idea, we can all relax and speak openly in here. And this place gives me a relaxed, peaceful feeling." He grins sheepishly at the others in regards to his age, turning slightly pink.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "You don't get to talk about old either, Bliss." He looks over at Lucien for a moment, considering him as he pets Bliss's hair absently. "How are you, Lucien?"

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he shrugs at Veronica* You don't look that sorry. *he laughs a bit and then turns his attention towards Caroline. *

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He triest to understand this discussion about ages but fails, which shows in his expression.

Jez: He flicks his eyes between Veronica and Lucien.

Lucien Bourikas: Jez> "I had thought you older, perhaps it is the manner you carry yourself normally." He glances to Aerin. "I have been... better, but I am surviving. Merely waiting now for something to mangle when I get the chance." He speaks calmly enough, even has a slight smile on his face.

Caroline McGregor: *She's settled herself on the ground with her legs stretched out, just watching the others.*

Jez: Lucien: That makes him blush more and he ducks his head a little, a small smile at the compliment. "I had to grow up fast," he says softly.

Dara: *she looks to howls again and blinks, tilting her head slightly before brushing more of the long black mass of hair behind her ears*.....ya said ya were lupus right?

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: Carrie, about getting alcohol, what say you?

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I'm not saying I'm old, I'm saying I've hit my life expectancy. You're a Philodox. In theory, less people should be trying to kill you." He laughs and licks across Aerin's cheekbone. "In theory."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods slightly. "I'd imagine so. You want something to mangle, I think I can find you something to, though, fairly soon."

Caroline McGregor: I could do with a few beers. *She says agreeably.*

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He looks at Dara and nods.

Veronica Santangelo: The corners of her lips turn up, her face briefly touched with mirth, as if appreciating the frank, to the point response. "I typically don't." The focus of her attention swings back to Jez, Lucien and Aerin.

Lucien Bourikas: He glances then to Veronica. "I hope in a pleasant manner..."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Bliss and chuckles a little. "Yeah, and in theory, they should be trying to kill me less 'cause I'm a Gaian and you're a Lord. How well has that worked out?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "No-no-no...I'm supposed to stab you. In the back. While you're sleeping. So far I'm fucking that up." He grins at Aerin.

Jez: He looks over at Aerin and Bliss, then down at the ground.

Dara: *chewing her lip a moment, she takes a deep breath and nods* so....alla this is like..*takes her hand and races it over her head, as if speeding past it* goin by yas kinda yeah? like...the age thing?

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: *he stands slowly and then turns to the others, he seems as if he'll say something but instead he just turns to head out*

Lucien Bourikas: He gives a glance to Arn, then back to Aerin, "Well, I had thought of something, but I would prefer to use my energy on something else. I have done some prowling," a quick glance to Dara, "but other than that... simply contact me, I'm ready."

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: The tall (6') brunette, with some blond streaks through her hair showing how much she was out in the sun, enters the area, dressed in regulation NPS gear, complete with her standard issue Sig, holstered on her right side. She looks around some, hearing voices, heads toward that direction.

Jez: "Good night, Arn-rhya," he says respectfully.

Arn Grimhild ~Demon's Dance~: (later yo, might be back in a different skin, enjoy the RP)

Veronica Santangelo: A few seconds satisfies her that they're not deeply engaged, and her dark eyes settle on Lucien. "I hear you and Gavriil had a recent disagreement." Leaving the remark open-ended, an invitation.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He nods "Somethings. I have spent a few years amongst humans now, but somethings I just don't understand."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He reaches out and to lift Jez's face back up. "My kin will not cower around me. Head up." The correction is gentle, but the hand on Jez's jaw is still firm.

Caroline McGregor: *She gets to her feet, looks at Connor.* Talk to you later. *and a wave at the others as she wanders out after Arn. ahhh the lure of beers.*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Well, maybe if I'd stop sleeping on my back, you'd have better luck." He chuckles at Bliss and nods, then looks to Lucien. "Will do. Soon as I get the information we need, we'll be moving."

Lucien Bourikas: He gives a nod to Arn, but unless the other man speaks some farewell, he forgoes it as well.

Jez: Bliss: He smiles. "I'm not cowering, and I never will, my Lord. It isn't in my nature. I was just thinking thoughts."

Lucien Bourikas: He gives Veronica a slow nod of his head, "I supposed that you could say that, yes. I did not know it was gossip worthy though."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks over at Danika, brow furrowing slightly, as if he's trying to remember where he knows her from. Jez and Bliss get a brief smile at their conversation, before he looks back to Danika.

Dara: like what?*looking to connor, a brief glance between veronica and lucien before looking back to connor*

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He smiles at Carrie "I'm looking forward to it." Then going back to his previous pose of observing.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Well do it without staring at the ground...." He taps lightly on Jez's cheek and lets his hand fall back to his side.

Lucien Bourikas: A quick glance to Jez at the exchange, but then his attention goes back to Veronica.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: One familiar face out of the crowd. And that's where she heads. "Hello," she greets Aerin. "It was Aerin, correct?"

Jez: He nods in understanding and his shoulders and spine straighten immediately.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He lays his cheek to Aerin's shoulder, studying Danika a moment when she addressses Aerin.

Veronica Santangelo: Tilts her head at Lucien, eyebrows rising. "Is it? He mentioned it to me, without a lot of detail. I was somewhat surprised...then again he's not exactly shy about his opinion. You guys set a date yet?"

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He looks at Dara as he speaks to her, his scotish accent colors the language "Like, what's the deal about age? Why don't they always say what they feel? Such things."

Jez: He looks to Danika curiously.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "It was Aerin," he says with a smile. "I'm sorry...forgive me. I know your face, but...a name escapes me at the moment." In response to Bliss's cheek meeting his shoulder, he starts smoothing his hand over the Lord's hair again.

Lucien Bourikas: He shakes his head slowly at Veronica. "Not yet, I have no spoken to him again, or contacted the Master of the Challenge. He had not ever said which method he preferred to settle things."

Dara: umm....things...sometimes get harder with age...I guess....s'far as....not sayin what they feel? well....thats a hard one ta answer....not always the same reason

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Jez gets an approving smile when he corrects his posture, and a few seconds of serious eye contact from Bliss and then a slight nod.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "Danika....Nika....Dmitrievitch."

Lucien Bourikas: Since there is now someone he doesn't know there, he looks to Danika at her arrival.

Jez: He meets Bliss' gaze, the faintest of nods from him, a twitch of his lips, and then his attention is on his surroundings, alert as usual.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: And then his eyes flutter closed. Ahhhhhhh...petting....

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He nods "Yes, but why the fuzz? It's not like you can stop it from happening."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Danika." He nods to her. "A pleasure. To be more specific, I'm Aerin Thomas, or Dream if you prefer. Adren Philodox of the Children of Gaia, Emissary from the Sept of Gaia's Hand."

Dara: cuz , as a person who watches peeps fer a gaia given duty, they like ta have somethin ta complain about....least most do...not all....others s'jes somethin ta talk about, comparative ta age difference an stuffs...tho that dont always matter...

Veronica Santangelo: (was getting time outs)Lucien: Laughs softly, a sign she doesn't take the dispute between the Garou personally. "You sound as unclear about the details as Gavriil. If you want me to give him a message, I've no problem with that."

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "Trap Springer, Rhya. Crescent Moon of the first rank of falcon's brood."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nudges Aerin. Perhaps Aerin will behave if prompted.

Lucien Bourikas: (I wasn't able to update either, until right now, catching up)

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He shrugs "I still don't get it."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles to Danika. "Again, good to meet you. Again, I do believe." He looks at Bliss and smiles. "And Danika, this is Shadow's Blissful Silence, a Fostern Ragabash of the Shadow Lords. My soon-to-be packmate."

Dara: t'be honest..I dont either except with age with humans ya sometimes get more priveledges..other than that...*shrugging, she leans back against the tree, looking between lucien and veronica briefly again*

Lucien Bourikas: He arches brows, but nods to Veronica, "If you wish, you can tell him he can contact me when he is ready."

Jez: He listens to those around him, having no one in particular to speak with right now.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "A pleasure to meet you, rhya, as well," a respectful gesture given as well to Bliss.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He opens his eyes, smiles, and nods to Danika with his head still resting on Aerin's shoulders.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He shrugs again and leaves it at that, looking over at Danika who he didn't see until just now.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Just Bliss," he says softly to Danika. "Or, if you must be formal, use all of my name. This is not formal, however. Bliss will be sufficient."

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "As you wish, Bliss."

Dara: *theres a soft clicking sound coming from her mouth after a few moments, then she reaches into the pack beside her and pulls out a small baggie with piercing jewelry in it that she takes three smallish hoops out from, one bigger than the other two*

Veronica Santangelo: Her face slips back into neutral at the way that was phrased, manners winning out over bald remarks. "I'll do that." Looks over, and up at Danika, still missing any glances from Dara's corner.

Jez: He looks over at what Dara has.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nods to Danika again before closing his eyes and leaning a little more heavily into Aerin.

Lucien Bourikas: He exhales heavily, "I'm sorry if that came off badly, Veronica, I am not of a good mood of late."

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: She glances to the others gathered, seeing they are other wise engaged. Tugging slightly at her right cuff, she hits a button on her watch to look at the time as it glows a luminiscent orange back at her.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "So, Danika...what brings you to the Sept tonight?" A question asked in idle curiosity mroe then anything else, it would seem.

Dara: *the bigger hoop gets opened and put on her lower lip, the other two left nostril and left brow with ease and practice, and the baggie gets put away before the manga is reached for that she tossed towards jez earlier, the page where she was found and gotten into again, reading from right to left*

Jez: He stands up, brushing himself off a bit. The pants were not meant for sitting out in nature, but he'll survive. He wanders about the clearing, walking out partially into the Ramble and just breathing in the fresh air.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "I had time to kill before work. I wanted to re-establish myself again here and had heard rumors that the Grand Elder might be heading up soon to Gaia's Hand for the birth of his child soon. I was hoping maybe to catch him before he left."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He blinks, surprised by the news of Gavin travelling to Gaia's Hand, and looks to Bliss for a moment. Maybe a bit of tension is there, but it vanishes quickly before he looks back to the Theurge. "Ahh. I shall have to convey my congratulations to Gavin-Rhya."

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: ((oops...sorry...new moon. I was looking at her house and typed the wrong thing *laugh* *sucking at MTing tonight))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Theurge = Ragabash then. S'all good. :) ))

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He digs through his bag for a moment taking out a book, looking at it, returning it to the bag and keeps doing so until he finds the book he was looking for, three books down.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He nuzzles Aerin's shoulder, not catching the look so much as the change in expression as the movement, what with his eyes being closed.

Veronica Santangelo: Lucien: "Nothing to apologize for." Chews her lip for a second, obviously he's not keen to continue discussing the matter. "I told Gavriil that from what I know of you and your reputation, none of it wa...is negative." Glances at Jez as he moves off. "I was curious..."

Dara: *the book is lowered slightly before she scoots a bit, moving to use bliss and aerin as a substitute for the tree behind her back as if its perfectly normal to do so*

Jez: He leans against a tree, looking out into nature.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He then precedes to read it, moving his lips as he reads.

Lucien Bourikas: (That you can MT at all is great, I have sucked really badly at that lately) He listens then to the conversations.

Jez: ((That's because the brain has been in my possession, dear. ~pokes Lucien-P~))

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "I see that things here are different now...." she shrugs a little glancing to the others who apparently aren't interested in introductions and in their own little worlds. Must be crescent moons.

Jez: He catches a leaf between his thumb and forefinger, not ripping it off, but simply caressing it between the two digits.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He reaches down to scritch lightly at Dara's hair again with a soft purring sound.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Yes and no," he says with a little shrug. "The Green, I've learned in my time, changes constantly, and really, doesn't much change at all."

Lucien Bourikas: Veronica> "I think words were spoken at the wrong moment, and as I said, I am more... agitated of late. But, if he thinks that it will take a challenge to settle it, then so be it." He leaves out, for her sake, Gavriil's manners from that night.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "We're just gonna skip my observations there. I tend to offer...constructive critcism that's more the tearing down the old before building the new and gets my ass kicked." Which he of course says without bothering to open his eyes.

Dara: *half murmured as she leans into the scritches when they come again, almost purring herself* so many people come through here sometimes its worse than grand central..that in and of itself since Ive been here hasnt changed.....*the book gets lowered once more and she leans back just enough to look up at bliss* is it me or is it too quiet too....yknow.....here right now?

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "No one else has names here?" she asks. "Or am I supposed to be a mind reader now? Of course that could be fun. I'm imagining all the names I could come up with," giving a wickedly playful grin around.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He chuckles at Bliss and pets him some more. "And still, we wonder why I have more people gunning for me then for you."

Jez: He wanders back over between Lucien and Bliss, sitting down somewhere near them. ((unless they're miles apart *S*))

Lucien Bourikas: (your half is dead, remember? *pokes back, harder*)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmm...Aerin's here. Aerin makes things peaceful." He opens his eyes to look at Dara. "Or do you mean something else." His eyes are suddenly eeriely serious.

Jez: Danika: Before he sits, when she says that, he smiles and looks to her, lowering his gaze in respectful submission to one of higher station, before raising his eyes to hers once more, without challenge. "I did not wish to interrupt your conversation, Ms. Dmitrievitch. I am Jezebel Talino, Jez. Kin to the Shadow Lords of the Dark Elements pack. Am I correct in thinking your surname Russian?"

Lucien Bourikas: He gives Danika a polite smile, "Forgive me, I am Lucien Bourikas, "Siren's Call", Cliath Galliard of the Grandfather's Chosen."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks around, shrugging. He can play namer. "This is Dara...Lucien Bourikas, Cliath Galliard of the Shadow Lords...Howls-with-Passion, Lupus Galliard of your own tribe, Danika...Jezebel, kin to the Shadow Lords...and Veronica." He doesn't remember any more then that.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Alter post to not include Lucian and Jez, since they beat Aerin to the punch. *G*))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Jez gets a scritch too. Settling at or near his feet seems to equal get petted.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: She blinks seeing the outfit Jez's wearing, an eyebrow slightly raised. Though he had manners at least. "That is correct. I'm first born in this country of my family," state proudly. "And honestly...that outfit clashes with the bag."

Lucien Bourikas: (Or, keep it, so what if they both speak at the same time? People do that :P)

Dara: *danika gets a look now and a blink* see, mines not all pretty with umpteen descriptives and names after it, so I kinda tend t'not give it unless asked...*giving something of a grin before looking back to bliss* corax + nothing to do =....well....something.....Im almost tempted to go find some random crackhouse or....some warehouse where things are going on that shouldnt and belt out a police siren or something...*lips twitching*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((Or that works, too. ;) I'm easy. Just not cheap.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He chuckles at Dara. "I'll bring the video camera...."

Veronica Santangelo: Lucien: Since he's mentioned it twice now, she'll take the opportunity to address it, waiting until he's spoken to Danika. "That's usually how it goes...and then the fur starts flying. Mind me asking what else is bothering you?"

Jez: Danika: He grins, reddening a bit. "So I've been told. It is a pleasure to meet you. I have lived in your ancestors' country for a few months and enjoyed it very much. Russia is striking." Now he sits down and gets petted. Rather surprised at it but...it seems to make him relax and not be so stiffly formal.

Lucien Bourikas: He seems to watch Bliss carefully when he puts his hands on Jez.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He lowers his book and looks over at Danika with a curious look in his odd eyes and a charming smile on his lips.

Dara: *the mention of a video camera gets a chuckle* ooooo, even more tempting now

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "I have not been there yet. My parents tell me it is beautiful though." A glance back to Connor for a moment, then back to Lucien. "Nice to meet you as well Lucien."

Veronica Santangelo: Aerin: "Santangelo. Kin to the Silver Fangs." Leaving off that she wouldn't have so plainly acknowledged the relationship in the past. Looks over at Howls, unfamiliar with who he is.

Lucien Bourikas: (You take Visa?)

Jez: A glance to Lucien. A faint shrug more with his eyes than his actual shoulders.

Jez: He seems to be okay with the petting. A little confused, perhaps, or thoughtful about something, but he doesn't seem to be unwilling to be touched.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((What, you sayin' I got a credit card machine at the side of my bed? *Shifty eyes* 'cause I, uh...don't. Um, no, not at all.))

Dara: hey aerin?*looking up to him with an impish grin now* can bliss an I go cause random but semi helpful chaos?*looking all like a little kid when she does it asking an adult for something*

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Jez and Bliss, and then over at Lucien. Something about the dynamic between Shadow Lord Trifecta brings a hint of a smile to his lips, and he looks back to Danika.

Lucien Bourikas: He seems to be thoughtful for the moment, but the gossip around the sept has probably already been hotly talking about it. His tone is flatter, but not directed at her. "Let us just say that things with me have not gone well of late. My fiancee that you saw with me before is no longer that, and coupled with... other things I simply have not been in the best of moods."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Nothing more than a ligt scritch for Jez, more reflexive than anything. When your kin will settle so close you reward their trust with affection. And Corax. If Thunder's spirits made flesh will settle so close you give them love too. Only fair.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "Are you new here?" asking Veronica. Then to the other Fang. "I know you are. I'd heard you were here the other night from Claire, Connor."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Random but semi-helpful chaos?" His brow raises, and he looks between Fostern and Corax, a mix of wariness and amusement there. "Do I even want to know?"

Jez: He looks over at Lucien, realizing that now he's sitting sorta alone. Except for Veronica. He smiles invitingly.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "I find that a bottle or two of rum does wonders for that," he says to Lucien. His voice is heavy, relaxed.

Dara -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: *ooooo the mention of claire gets a twitch from dara that bliss aerin and jez might notice*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Not my fault. Just the camera man." He nuzzles Aerin. "Totally innocent...."

Lucien Bourikas: (not even the old time sliding manuel type?)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Bliss blinks and scritches behind one of Dara's ears.

Dara: *aerins question of wanting to know gets an even more beamed grin from her, batting lashes as well*

Jez: He glances over at Dara.

Jez: Lucien may need/want his company more than the other Lord. He gets up and steps over to him, sitting down.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He thinks for a moment, trying to place the name Claire "Ahh, yes..." He then puts the book back in his bag and keeps his attention on the other Fang, never leting the smile fade away.

Lucien Bourikas: He notices the movement out of the corner of his eye, and a slight smile crosses his mouth.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: Another glance at her watch as she pushes the indiglo on it. "I must get to work. Good night."

Dara: bliss: we could film our own version of cops, jes...fuzzier an featherierer or...somethin....*the smirk is wicked by now* jes imagine....me on some rooftop of random crackhouse X, beltin out a police siren sound or somethin...

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: ((means bedtime for me.))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He eyes the two, but can't help but grin. "Innocent my skinny white..." For the sake of those who prefer propriety, he doesn't finish the statement. "Sure, go ahead, you two. Have a blast. Call me if you need bail money."

Jez: Well, he's a Dark Elements Kin after all. Should be sitting by the Dark Elements Lord. "Goodnight, Ms. Dmitrievitch."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Just abandon me," he growls playfully at Jez. But really, he has Aerin AND a raven. He's so content right now....

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Night. Pleasure meeting you."

Veronica Santangelo: Danika: "No, I'm not. I live in the city, just don't have many occasions to come out here." Eyes shifting back to Lucien, her manner is a solicitious one, quite likely from her opinion of his Tribe. "I'm sorry to hear that..." Exhales a breath when Bliss interjects; relationships not exactly her forte. "Meaningless sex often goes well with rum." Yeah, way to commiserate, the guys split with his fiance.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Danika and smiles a little bit. "Good evening, Danika. It was nice seeing you."

Jez: He smiles warmly at Bliss. "The Dark Elements have to stick together, Lord Bliss." He says 'Lord Bliss' lightly but not mockingly.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Can't be all bad, if it makes you smile," he says with a sharp nudge to Aerin's neck.

Lucien Bourikas: ( :( Thanks for the scene though! Night) "It was a pleasure meeting you." He has a bit of his old self in his voice, at least for the farewell, and gives her a half bow, courtly.

Jez: And as Veronica says what she says, he blinks, and glances at Lucien, semi-amused that she sort of echoed the advice he has already received from two others.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He waves good bye to Danika, then turns his attention to the others.

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: "Good night, Jezebel, Aerin, Bliss."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmm...I never got the pack thing until recently, so I may hold off on the flaying...." It's too lightly spoken to be serious, and more affectionate than sarcastic, even.

Lucien Bourikas: He looks to Bliss, "I think perhaps he feels that I need cheering up, when what I need to simply something to mangle, but at the moment I will be content with what I can get."

Lucien Bourikas: (to=is)

Danika Dmitrievitch ~Trap Springer~: And she's gone, with a final wave.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He laughs. "But it so does! The rum, I mean."

Jez: ((night!))

Jez: Bliss: "I do hope so, flaying gets blood on my nice clothes, and it's a bitch to get the stains out."

Dara: *she awwws softly in expected and playful dissappointment, shutting the book finally and curling her legs closer now*

Jez: Lucien: He grins. "I'd rather not be the target of mangling, it really does interfere with my enjoyment of life, but I'll happily assist you in finding things to mangle."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Yeah, well, I'd be slightly more under the impression you needed a nice rough roll in the sheets, if not something to kill, but that just be me." It's not really mocking, Bliss is just playing. He's far too content to gewt viscious.

Lucien Bourikas: "Do not offer unless you can deliver, Jez, because I am quite serious. Especially after last night."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mine too," he says to Jez with a little grin.

Jez: And blinks rapidly as Bliss becomes the FOURTH person to offer that advice to poor Lucien. He recovers enough to fix Lucien with a serious look. "I may have said it with light words, Mr. Bourikas, but the offer itself was not made lightly. I would love to be of some use, and I'm not concerned about personal danger. I won't take stupid risks, but I can handle myself fairly well."

Lucien Bourikas: He looks over at Bliss, "For the moment I have had my fill of romance, and I am more desirous to kill than to have sex."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks between the lot of them, and his brow raises. He stays quiet, listening to the conversation as he pets Bliss.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Good. Because while I would hunt with you, I'm so not sleeping with you...." He smiles at Lucien. "Just call if you need me."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Aerin gets an affectionate nuzzle again.

Lucien Bourikas: "I understand that, Jez, which is why I suggested that you attempt to speak to Alexander. I also might need your aid in something soon, if you are interested."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He scratches his head as he stands up "I'm off for the night. It was nice to meet all of you." He starts to make his way out of the glade.

Lucien Bourikas: He gives a raised brow look at Bliss, "While you are pleasing to the eye, I agree with you entirely, as it seems we have agreed on other issues. Perhaps we shall soon enough..."

Jez: He nods soberly to Lucien. "I am at your disposal, and believe me, very willing to do what is needed for our Tribe and pack."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He smiles a bit at Bliss and nods to Connor. "Good night, Connor. Goddess's Grace." His attention shifts back to Jez and Lucien.

Dara: *taking a deep breath, she crosses her eyes and sighs, sliding to flop on her back on the ground, eyes up to the sky as they straighten*

Jez: "Er, and for the record," he says with a red face, "I'm not offering to sleep with anyone either."

Lucien Bourikas: "A pleasure meeting you, Connor."

Jez: He inclines his head respectfully to Connor as he leaves.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Nor I," he murmurs. "My dance card is rather busy as it is."

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: He walks out of the sept with a final wave and disappears into the night.

Lucien Bourikas: A crooked smile, "I had not thought of such as being in the job description, Jez, as I think we have already discussed."

Veronica Santangelo: Listens to the Lords, the tension fluctuating from moment to moment. Quietly.."And they say having PMS is bad." Conversation appears to have shifted more to personal, or at least Tribal matters, so she moves off a few paces, giving the men space, casually watching Howls walk off.

Howls-with-Passion "Connor" [PB 4]: ((Thanks everyone and good bye.))

Jez: Lucien: He laughs. "I just wanted to be clear to everyone *else* though. I know a lot of my actions may be misconstrued as flirtatious, and we don't need undue rumors floating around. At least, *I* sure don't."

Jez: ((Night!))

Veronica Santangelo: ((night Aut *s*))

Jez: ((And I need to be getting to bed. *sigh* Half an hour past my time to get offline.))

Dara: anybody wanna go huntin in our other skins?*half muttered with a quite bored air* mebbe if we cant just randomly go out and find a bad person we could take it out on hunting something.....raven knows Id kill for some squirrel or rabbit right now....*fidgeting with a lock of hair*

Jez: ~Jez never *used* to worry about how he appeared to others, or how flirtatious his actions may have seemed. But something has changed.~

Lucien Bourikas: (Night) "Rumors and gossip will flow rather you wish them to or not. And bothering with trying to get to or see the truth is often too bothersome for some."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: He settles more heavily into Aerin and closes his eyes again. Aerin's totally capable of supporting his weight, it's all good. Perfectly safe to sleep while standing with people who can catch you.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: ((I think a lot of us are about to leave...I know I am. Sleep is goooooood.))

Shadow's Blissful Silence: (Yeah, about time for me to poof too. *hugs*)

Lucien Bourikas: (*Hugs* Then do so, but do NOT forget to get that other stuff done! :P)

Jez: Lucien: "Wise words." He rises. "I'll leave you all to your hunt then, as I only have this skin." Picking up the Hello Kitty bag. "And I need to get home. Goodnight."

Jez: ((What other stuff? *L*))

Lucien Bourikas: (I can't go to sleep yet, but I should take a break. Been sitting here now for hours)

Lucien Bourikas: (*Thwaps* I want to get them into play, don't YOU lag on me too!)

Jez: He heads out.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Night, Jez. Good to see you."

Veronica Santangelo: Looks over at Dara. "Not me, I'd have to settle serving as bait." "Goodnight Jez." Lips quirking at the Hello Kitty bag.

Lucien Bourikas: He turns and nods to the others, "Perhaps I should also be finding my way home. The Mother watch over you all." His eyes meet Bliss' for a moment, then he smiles to Dara, "You have my number... call it when you need to." He could easily be speaking to any of them.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He nods and looks over to Bliss, sighing a bit. "Time for home?"

Veronica Santangelo: ((I've been constantly interrupted by my brother holding conversation, meds making me drowsy, have enjoyed being able to play some with more chars *s*))

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "And Lucien...when you get a chance, I need to speak to you about something. Whenever you can."

Lucien Bourikas: (I'm going to take a break. If anyone is here when I get back, or you want a scene or anything, ping me please)

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmm...maybe. You're totally up for carrying me home, right?" He bats his eyelashes at Aerin.

Lucien Bourikas: He turns and nods to Aerin. "As you wish.... Rhya. Simply state the time convenient for you."

Dara: yeah...kinda...figured...the kin thing an all that...*blinking slowly at veronica, then nodding to lucien, she closes her eyes and shakes her head with a sigh, rolling off the thighhighs so bare toes wriggle on the ground now, teh hose getting shoved into her pack* feh....everybodies lookin like their fallin asleep or headin off, Im gonna go for a fly... or... somethin*shrugging as she stands and shoulders her pack*

Lucien Bourikas: (*hugs* Enjoyed playing with you as well, and I understand meds, believe me. Thanks for the scene, to you and everyone else! Appreciated it!)

Veronica Santangelo: Lucien: "Nice seeing you again. I ahm hope your circumstances improve." It's the simplest polite thing she can think to say to him, all things considered.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "I was about to ask you the same thing," he says with a grin to Bliss. "Adren should have it's priveleges, right?" He chuckles, then looks to Lucien. "Soon, then. I'll call you."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "'Kay," he says, giving Dara a parting scritch. "Take care."

Lucien Bourikas: He nods, but manages a smile to the other man. "Yes, I would think so, but my calendar is free, so whenever it is convenient for you. You have my cell number. Goodnight." He gives a smile as well to Veronica. "Good to see you again, and... as I hit bottom there is no where to go but up at the moment, yes? Mother watch over you."

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He looks at Dara and smiles to her, moving to give her a hug. "You know you can crash at our place, by the way, if you need, right?"

Lucien Bourikas: And with that he leaves the Caern, only pausing again for a brief moment by the bramble to close his eyes as if in deep thought, then disappear into the shadows.

Lucien Bourikas: (Night all *Hugs around and drops nick*)

Dara: *she leans into the scritch and gives a half hearted 'mrrph' of a purr, nodding to bliss as she gives him and aerin a peck on the cheek*

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Mmmmmmmm...last I was raised, rank was weird, but you know all about my life before." He chuckles. "But for the love of Gaia why can you not want to be carried wen I'm not practically tired enough to be dizzy?" He nips Aerin lightly, playfully.

Dara: I know...*hugging aerin and nodding* thanks...but Id prolly have another warm body with me...would only be fair yknow?

Veronica Santangelo: Dara: "Yes, it has its limitations." Scrunching her face somewhat at the "gonna go for a fly" remark. So...her? / Lucien: "That's how I look at it." Seems more relaxed with him smiling, and glances over at Shadow's and Bliss. "I guess since noone's offering to carry me, I'll just have to walk out under my own power." Twists the cord of her mp3 player around her fingers, then stuffs it into a front pocket.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: He grins at Bliss and nips back, before looking to Dara. "I know. Stil, the offer is always there, okay?"

Dara: *the scrunched face gets a raised brow and brief look with a slow blink, aerins words get a nod and quiet smile* I know...thanks A...

Shadow's Blissful Silence: "Oh, I would, but someone has to keep Aerin out of trouble," he chuckles and winks at Veronica.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Any time, Dara." He nods goodbye to Veronica, and looks to Bliss. "Keep me out of trouble? You think it's honestly poossible to do that?"

Shadow's Blissful Silence -> Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: For all the cute playfulness, he is actually leaning into Aerin pretty much constantly, rather than for emphasis, so he must be tired.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "All right, you." He grins and leans over, grabbing Bliss and picking him up. What...he wasn't serious? "Home time." Why ANYONE would suspect they were sleeping together is beyond Aerin...

Veronica Santangelo: She doesn't say anything, or explain her expression to Dara, merely looking reflective, as if something had just crossed her mind. Shadows: "Some other time then." Grins at Aerin as he lifts the other man. "I'll just follow you out then, I tend to have a little trouble with the damn plant life around here."

Shadow's Blissful Silence: His eyes open wide and his whole body tenses. He has about no idea what to make of being up at all.

Dara: *with another glance or so given towards veronica, she finally shakes her head and moves for the trees, climbing up in one, moments later flying out in corvid full feathers and off into the sky*

Veronica Santangelo: When they do start off, she trails after for a ways, mulling a few things over in her head. (g'night *s* *heads off to find food source*)

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: "Shh, Bliss." He smiles and nuzzles Bliss's jaw. "You're fine. C'mon. Home." He looks back at Veronica and nods. "Works for me." And he starts to head out, Bliss in his arms, unless he continues to show discomfort at it.

Shadow's Blissful Silence: [Night! *hugs the leaving peoples*]

Shadow's Blissful Silence: Staying freaked out is just hard with Aerin being soothing. He settles for curling into Aerin and closing his eyes. Perhaps he can ignore the fact that he's being moved. Really. He can learn.

Aerin Thomas [PB 3]: And out of the Sept they go, the Alpha of the Eternal Pack-to-Be carrying his Beta home. ((Finit))