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- kelsea was outside , she had folder on her lap and sitting on the steps to the door , she didnt know if anyone was home or not . so she had that girlish noval over and small light reading -
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sitting on the steps to the door*
*there was a loud resounding thud from somewhere inside the house as a large black crow seemed to swoop in from nowhere outside, circling in the sky before heading towards the porch, landing lightly on the banister and looking at the door for a moment before the large man came stubling out, looking much like someone who had just stepped out of a brushfire in wet clothing, steam pouring from his shoulders as he shook out his damp hair* Sure, leave me to my own devices in that place, are you absolutely insane? I'm not sure if I was drowning or burning or both. Fuck.
- she jumped and looked around , holding the folder to her and was ready to throw the book at someone .. she looked the man over and remembered how daltion had explained what people looked like to her .. - Oh you must be stop the blood - rhya .. - she looked him over . her self looked like typical gothic girl , nothing fancy to her -
*Steven walked up to the house with a few personal belongings and headed to the door* Hey there uh... *he tried to remember her name for a bit... sure they were introduced but he had other things on his mind at the time.* Casie? No Kylie... I dun remember.. could ya get the door please?
- she went to get the door for him - its kelsea ..
*he looked up as if he wasn't quite focused on her at the moment as the steam continued to roll off his shoulders, his head tilting to the side as he looked at Steven with a grin, stepping out of the way before looking back to the person with a few names* Yeah, sure. That's me. *the crow clacked it's beak hopping across the railing and keeping his distance from the smoking thuerge*
ahh that's right.. Sorry about that.. I'll remember it for now on. *given her looks he probably would, but only time would tell* Thanks.
The tires of the BMW crunch as Portia approached the gate. The lights of the vehicle pierce the chill darkness, the heated engine causing curls of corporeal mist to waft. The engine was killed and the woman exits. She reaches into the back seat of the convertible (the top up in the cold of course) and tugs out a bouquet of roses. Her shoulders rise and fall, and a longsuffering sigh escapes . Four pink, Four white, Three Yellow, and One Lavender. Furthermore, they were affixed with a ‘card’ to explain intent. Her heels click on the walk as she approached.
*he set the mess of things down and headed back to make sure Aarron was ok.*
- she moved off the side , where there was dirt,, she was attempting to clean it -
*he shook out his hair, running his fingers through it to help dry it some as he seemed a bit confused by the fact it was wet and as Steven came back out he looked up at him* Have you ever been hit by wet fire?
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- looked around for daltion but didnt see him.. but she was better seen then heard , she moved away and went to sit on the steps of the stairs and opened her book as she listened around her-
(Weird, told me it had an error. Sometimes my Java is weird)
((hmm... I dunno))
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(Ahh, was another program I was running in the background)
(I'm good)
The wide, malachite pools scintillate with disquiet; however, her affect was otherwise a demurely serene and placid countenance. Her blonde hair hung lose, softy brushing against her cheek. She wore a black cashmere dress with a crew neck design in a soft heather hue that belted at the waist with a wide band of black leather complimenting the heeled boots that slide along her thighs to end in dark, translucent stockings. She hadn’t bothered to bring her coat from her vehicle, her current pique served to sufficiently warm her.
And have we been collecting hot women while I've been away? Cause it seems like we got more fine ass floating around the married man's house then he would ever know what to do with. *his eyes flickered to Kelsea and then Portia with a bit of a leacherous grin*
*Steven shook his head* Wet fire? Can't say as I had... But it sure sound pretty impressive. *he looked at the theurge who was probably still smoldering and somehow wet at the same time* Suppose that's good though... I mean at least you got wet.. It would keep the fire from causing further damage.
- she looked at arron- dont even think about it ... - she took out gum and placed it in her mouth and started to chew on it, then went back to her book-
*he shrugged* Kelsea is a friend from Dalton's home in New York I think... Portia here... ironically also from New York... is my cousin.
*and back to Steven* You would think so. But that shit burns, and soaks... and burns more. And then poof, gone like a fart in the breeze. It was the most bizarre thing I've ever seen. *he grinned again* Too late, already thinkin it. Oh, so the fine ass is hereditary. Sounds like good times.
"For you." The roses were handed Steven. The card... reads... "For a beautiful woman.... " in the Fianna's script.
- she looked at him and to port - she would be a better take . trust me ..
http://www.proflowers.com/flowerguide/rosemeanings/
(this is the insert)
Oh... how sweet... *he read the card* I didn't know I had a sex change though, but uh thanks for the compliment i guess. *he seemed pretty confused with it all.*
"The Black Jewel of the Emerald Eye..." she practically sneers.
(Er... Isles..
(I'm so stoned
The what what of the who who?
Ah... him.... *he shakes his head* Seems you picked up another stalker. I hope you let him down easy.
- she turned the page on the book . some reason arron needed a bath . and well she was not mean about it . she just moved away from him some -
*he dug in his ear with a finger, cleaning out some more water as he flopped down, the smoldering finally settling down to a reasonable level as the moisture had all but evaporated from his clothing, a few small flecks of dirt crisping off as though his pants had been steam cleaned*
"I don't think him sufficiently dissuaded."
- she turned another page , she could had just speed read it , but what fun was that -
Could tell him you have a boyfriend.. that's the answer I always gotten when asking attractive women out.
I can get you a ring from the pawnshop if you want.. Would be a good ruse I'd think.
So what happens when he wants to meet the mysterious boyfriend?
Ya know, to offer his congratulatiosn
he can meet you ..
congratulations.
Meet what huh?
- she didnt look up-
who me?
She nods. "Perhaps." It seems she starts to continue, thinks better of it..... and simply retains her silence Her chin turns to the side. Kelsa received the full weight of Portia's stare. "Who are you?" she spoke slowly, deliberately.
(the first to Steve)
*he nods* You want me to take care of it for you Portia?
Kelsea Moore , under the Guardianship of Twist the Truth-rhya and a pocket of tricks .. - she turned the page reading the book -
- she blows bubbles in the gum and lets it pops -
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"A pleasure, I'm sure, Ms. Moore. My name is Ms. Denton. You seem to have an avid interest in my personal relationships and while I can't fault your... zeal... in... ensuring the longevity of our tribe.... I would kindly ask that you do be more sensitive on such a delicate subject."
- she looked at her and just smiled- sure ...
- she turned the page in her book and went back to reading it .
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"Cousin... I'm afraid I've work to do for the New Year event the Broken Heart Foundation is hosting... I really can't stay...." She turns to Kelsea. "Ms. Moore... I do hope that you choose to become involved." Fishing in her bag, she offers Kelsea a card for Megan's B&B. "You'll find more information here..." She turns to Aarron. "It was a pleasure. I hope we have the opportunity to become more formally acquainted."
(thanks for the scene guys!)
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*he yawned wide and finally the large crow fluttered it's wings and hopped off the banister with a small flap and landed on Aarron's shoulder, clacking it's beak softly at him* Huh? No, I don't think she wants to be married to her cousin. That would be kind of weird. Why would they be talking about me?
- she look the card- i would have to ask dalton about this first .
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it was just a blow off cover up .. you know , making the other guy think she has a boyfirend it comes to push and shove you could have posed as her boyfreind if really pushed her on the issue ...
or is he this guy who likes her pushed the subject .
Nah... I think she wants me to talk to this Fianna.. *he shrugs* Remind me to talk to Dalton later about Portia running off to this party planning.. Given the situation at the sept with garou accusing the two of us for suggesting murder, we can't have our family unprotected.
*he looks to aarron* Think you can do me a favor man? Do your theurgey magic and have them watched by some useful spirit?
- she wondered where dalton was. this was not for her ears . so she went to the kitchen -
*his head lifted slightly* Suggesting murder? I didn't do it. *he paused for a moment and thought about it and then shrugged* Sure, I can do that. Long as they don't mind bein reported on and what not.
(no)
(here is the thing guys, we where told not to play out this whole "there trying to kill us senario")
((No not that one, im refering to the accusations that were done IC. Not by Yama.))
((the one Seeker claimed.))
(until ghostlin gets back from break if it means i have to stay off this chat because everyone else wants to ignore the ruleing of the admins and wait for ghostlin to come back i most certainly will. Seeker? Again that is something ghostlin is handling when he gets back. )
(we weren't told to drop the Seeker RP.. just the Yama stuff.. but yeah... Im cool with it... DLP)
(Alrighty)
- she looked around in the kitchen , getting her some water -
Well. *he looked to Aarron and Dalton. Malika is gone. Im suprized she never called to tell me her plane landed.
*Dalton was not there*
*not in the room they where in*
*and likewise Dama was out of sight as well.*
((just aarron then))
- she sat the table and placed the glass down , where she sat down and opened her book again -
Oh, she left, really? I missed saying goodbye to her and now things are all screwed up. Oh, speaking of all screwed up. Do you know how to perform a c-section or give birth or anything like that?
*he blinked* Do I look like I've experianced giving birth?
I dun know. You said you were gettin a sex change.
- she sips on the water and sorta listens to convo in the other room -
Uhh... yeah... thats exactly why I was getting a sex change... To experiance giving birth
See, so then you should be able to tell me all about it.
*he sighs* I can get that information for you I'm sure..
When do you need it by.
Soon as you can would be great really. Don't want to let things get too out of hand.
- she left her things on the table in particular way , she went to the restroom-
*he nodded* Well I'll see what I can do.
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*he shook out his hair again and finally headed inside, rolling his shoulders lightly as the large crow fluttered it's wings to keep it's balance*
- she came back out of the restroom and looked around - oh you bored him ?
- she went to the kitchen -
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Apparently. I can be a little dry sometimes, I think. Though I'm not sure with all the things going through my head on a daily basis.
going on in your head ?
No no, not going on in. Going through. Like a freight yard or a subway tunnel. Lots a things coming and going. Can't take care of it all, so sometimes I just gotta let it go.
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they have nice drugs for that kind of thing.
Psh. Drugs would be a waste on me. There's nothing wrong in my head. It's just a busy little terminal of activity.
- she looked at him- shock therapy is a good thing
((Ok folks... Im gonna bail for this scene.
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It's tingly, but doesn't do much for the brain other than give it a good jolt.
then what do you do for it ?- she moved and got her water as she watched him-
I answer the calls.
oh those things .. so what all can you do ?
- she looked sat him over the realm of the glass and sips-
The question isn't what all I can do, it's what all I can't do. And that's really not much.
well then , what cant you do ? - she turned and placed the glass down and looked at him-
I can't, turn inside out. I can't fly. And I haven't mastered x-ray vision yet. Mostly just ends with the melting of clothing.
umm well dont do on that me .. so your a therugy .. what else can u not do ? - she moved to living room and sits down-
*he wandered in after her, thinking about it for a moment* That would be about it really. I think I can do just about anything else I put my over worked mind too.
- she moved the black hair from her eyes and looked at him- so what do you like doing beside talking to spirits .
There's something else besides talking to spirits? *he put on a face of mock shock that such a thing would even be mentioned*
- she smiled and looked down in thought of blushing and looked back at him- yeah like hobbies , collecting things ...
Umm, I collect stuff for the spirits. I don't really have time for a lot of hobbies or anything like that. The spirits really are a full time job after all. They're pretty demanding.
maybe you should make some time for you self , more to like then spirits - she watched him-
Oh, I didn't say I didn't like other things. I just said I didn't really have time for anything else other than the spirits.
well then what do you like doing ? - she crossed her legs and watched him-
I like "doing" a great many things. Blondes, brunettes, redheads. And a great many colors that don't occur naturally in hair but are none the less interesting and normally a great tumble in the bed. *he grinned a bit and flopped down onto the couch, the large crow fluttering unhappily at the sudden fall and it flapped over to perch on the back of the couch, clacking it's beak at him lightly*
most men do .. im talking about other things , like movies .. camping , fishing .. things like that /
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Camping is something humans do. Fishing is for bears. Never got to see a lot of movies. I was always a bit different ya know. Bein a Garou and all. And when it came time to be one, it just kinda fit.
never went camping ? never attempted fish ? okay .. soooooo its just sex and spirits huh ? i can see why you dont have a girlfreind or mate ..
that girl that was here . she would do you good .
*he smirked* I'm sure she would. I doubt I'd do her any good though. I spend as much time in the Umbra as I do in this world, sometimes more. Wouldn't really make a good mate. So, I don't really worry about it too much.
why would think you would not make a good mate ? because of the umbra ? only or is there other reasons?
*he shrugged a bit* It's just one of those things ya know?
no i dont , i think you just havent found the right girl , so what are the good points about you ?
I'm big?
*he grinned mischeviously*
- she pushed him on his shoulder playful like- no , try again .. pershaps in your mind you are but what else is good about you ?
I kill the Wyrm. Good with the spirits. I'm a pretty charming guy, no? *he winked at her with a chuckle* Oh, and I have a good friend who's a bird.
okay so you know your job , but what about the little things ? - she smiled at him , he made her smile -
What little things? Like the tiny spirits, or like ants or something like that? I try not to step on them and all, but it's really hard.
- she looked at the spot on the floor and thought , she spoke softly - i love the rain , i love the sound as it dances on tin roof at night , when the lighting clashed the skys .. i love peperment sticks the way they make my mouth tingle after eating on . i like a guy who knows his self inside and out .
little things like that.
Ohh, well, I like a good storm. It's the sound of Grandfather Thunder talking to us, letting us know he's there for us. Most of the other stuff, I don't really think about too much. I thank Gaia for each day I'm breathing, that's about as small as I get.
you like a good conversation .. - she smiled at him- so you have family besides pack around here ?
A good conversation ain't so bad. And no, no family. Just the pack and the spirits.
maybe you need to get your self a girlfreind .. to occupide some free time ..
If I had free time to occupy, then I would have to worry about it. As it is right now, I'd have to squeeze in a space for a girlfriend, shift my schedule around, find some new ways to free up some time.
know the feeling , my life is bussy , i spend it in lab or in some research center somewhere
sometime i wonder if life would be better with someone , then sometimes i think like you do , where would the time be for it .. in my line of work there isnt time
Ya shouldn't worry about it so much. If it happens, it happens. I think you're thinking about it too much.
no just wonder at times . nothing wrong about wondering something. so if was to seea movie what kinnd would you like ?
*he shrugged lightly* I don't really know. I mean, isn't most of the stuff kind of the things we deal with every day? I wouldn't want to watch a movie about something I'm already doing. Not really the point is it?
spolier - she giggled some- i should be going , its late and i need get sleep for work - she looked at him into his eyes - hope you sleep well and we could talk more like this again .
Yeah, maybe I'll actually get some sleep tonight. Rest easy and may your travels be safe.
same to you - she got up and went to get her things and looked at the crow - you - she pointed- dont let him get into trouble .. - she then looked at arron- be well - she turned heading out -
*the crow clacked at her as she left and he smirked, watching her go, letting her words be the last to hang in the air*
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