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))