Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 1:28:48 AM)
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Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 1:29:34 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 1:32:48 AM)
Having been a guest of her hospitality so often I'd felt it only fair to invite Sigyn over the evening after if she didn't have anything else going on. My place isn't particularly elaborate, no, but it's home when I'm not crashed at the Sept Barracks. It's near West End, just outside the city proper but close enough to be a five minute jog to get within its boundries. A simple multi-story brick apartment complex. Not exactly the ritz but there's no bullet holes in the front of it either.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 1:38:56 AM)
I'm waiting out front for her on the front steps. It's a bit of a drive admittedly and I wouldn't want her to have any issues on arrival. A lot of the local toughs have moved on (in no small part due to the devil dog which hunts this block) but I like to remain cautious.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 1:45:11 AM)
Sigyn had demanded that Trent take her home after leaving the Sept. He was forced to wait on the couch with a beer in hand while she showered and changed from a long day of working on the long house on the tribal grounds and felt more than grimy. Then, she allowed him to drive her to his home. She wore a simple Ed-hardy tube top paired with denim jeans and flip flops when she'd exited. The clap up his steps, and she keeps hold onto her purse, a saddle-bag of an affair, also Ed Hardy - he might notice if he new the labels. "Nice place." she grins.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 1:45:34 AM)
(They)

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 1:45:40 AM)
(knew)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 1:50:09 AM)
Sitting on the couch with a beer in hand's not my idea of a hard life and then we'd been off. I lead her up the stairs and to the second floor, holding the wooden entry door open for her. It's a standard one bedroom deal just off from the popular condo developments. Inside is a main living room with a small kitchen off to the side. A short hallway goes back with a bathroom on one side and a closed door on the other, the bedroom most likely. There's very basic furniture in the form of a worn couch and a used lazy boy, a modest dining set with mis-matched chairs, and a small TV stand with an old tube television on it. There's small wooden carvings upon the stand, hanging from the walls here and there, in the kitchen... everywhere. "Home sweet home."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:00:10 AM)
Sigyn grins, nice place. "I like it, are you going to give me the grand tour?" Her damp hair curled, and she wore a hint of makeup. She didn't use perfumes, but instead an oil spray that smelled like dark orchids. She wiggled out of her flipflops, and waited for him to show her around.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:05:08 AM)
"Sure. This here's the living room." I nod. The orchid smell to her is nice as her choice of apparel. I'm sure the neighbors will be full of gossip about who on earth she is to be hanging out with that 'creepy guy'. The downsides of my Rage. Stepping further in, the carpet and furniture are definately worn and there's a stack of DVD's and CD's underneath the stand on a shelf along with a DVD player. Judging by the thin dust on top of it it's not used terribly often. The place lacks that 'lived in often' smell as well... just enough traces of wear that prove it is indeed habited. A carved wooden wolf head decorates the longest wall. "Get you anything to drink or eat?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:07:11 AM)
"Yes. What do you have." She trailed around, looking curiously at the decorations while following him to the kitchen. "Nice to see you prepared for me. If you offer me a bottle of mustard and a glass of tap-water I'm going to be disappointed!'

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:11:32 AM)
"I did prep for ya. I've got beer, some Lipton tea, and ginger ale." I laugh. "No, no mustard. I've got the basics; lunch meat, some canned stuff like ravioli and spaghetti, and basic cooking ingredients if you wanted me to whip up some pork, chicken, or beef." Looking at the decorations she'd be able to spot a carved eagle, a wizard, a troll (a comical-looking one), and a host of other little odds and ends. The walls are the same dull egg shell white they probably came as and the carpet is free of stains.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:14:48 AM)
"Why don't we order something? I have some cash.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:14:56 AM)
"I love so far in the boonies, I never get takeout."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:15:59 AM)
"I have forty bucks, so surprise me. I want something good." She moves to wander through his apartment alone, giving it a look around. She avoids his bedroom - that is too personal. She does go outside if there is a patio while he orders food.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:16:48 AM)
"That means it better come with dessert!" She calls through the house.'

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:20:39 AM)
I put in an order for pizza or chinese, whatever she likes, watching her out of the corner of my eye as she explores but not moving to interfere. The open door does indeed lead back to a small, clean bathroom. Shaving cream, a razor, a towel, other basic toiletries but nothing overly personal. There is a small patio off the living room via a sliding glass door, a small wooden platform just barely wide enough to accomodate two or three people comfortable. A small little charcoal grill is in the one corner and it looks weather worn, faded from sun and rain on the top of the metal. At hearing her call I chuckle and add dessert to it as well. The total's given and I just have them put it on my debit, declining any money from her. She didn't charge me for her hospitality and I'm not billing her for mine. Hanging up, I walk over to the patio door and lean against the corner from the inside. "It's basic, I know, but it's home. The carvings are mine. Have a few tools for it and it helps de-stress me. Found if I

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:21:28 AM)
"It's basic, I know, but it's home. The carvings are mine. Have a few tools for it and it helps de-stress me. Found if I didn't have something like that..." I shrug with a smile. "... it gets harder to unwind."*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:22:52 AM)
"Really, you carve?" She walks back in from the patio, ducking under Trent's arm and back into the living room. Once there, she studied the carvings with more interest. "You're very talented." She smiles, glancing over her shoulder.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:26:59 AM)
"I do." I nod. "And thanks. I'm still a novice compared to a lot of others I've seen but it's just a fun hobby. Never pictured myself as much of an artistic person but it's enjoyable and they make good birthday gifts." There's few pictures, if any, up. Most of them are black and white scenery ones of some natural environment or other. Yellowstone judging by the look of them. The carvings, at her scrutiny, are simple balsa or pine wood. They've been stained in most cases for preservation and some have even been painted.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:31:21 AM)
"I'm totally impressed." she grins. Sigyn spins on her heel and moves to sink on the couch. She settles in the well-worn cushions. "So..." her eyes narrow. "I thought you were going to give me a beer." She'd already had a few. Enough to have a pleasant buzz. One more wouldn't hurt. She was far from inebriated, and food was coming. Besides, it wasn't liqour. She tugs out her cell-phone and sends a quick text before putting it away. From her dopey smile Trent might guess she is texting Lukas.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:35:12 AM)
"Aim to please." I smile and walk over to the kitchen, popping open the fridge door and pulling out a bottle of Heineken with a metallic chink of glass. "One beer, comin' up." I get one for myself as well and then use the bottle opener attached to the fridge via magnet to open hers while simply doing that trick with my lower canine teeth to pop off the top from mine. She seems like she's had a few thus far but it's no biggie. If need be at the end of the visit I'll just drive her back. Walking back out, I offer her the one bottle. "Working on anything fun mechanic-wise lately?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:40:32 AM)
She nods. "Actually, yes. I'm working on a swimming leg for Mads. It's pretty awesome, actually. I'm really pleased with the progress."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:41:00 AM)
She takes the bottle, and tips it back, "Thanks!"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:41:38 AM)
(afk brb walking puppy)

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:41:46 AM)
My head cocks to one side and confusion enters my eyes. "Swimming leg?" What on earth is that?

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:41:58 AM)
((NP))

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:49:38 AM)
"Mads lost one of his limbs. I am fashioning him a prosthetic with a flipper that flips up into a walking foot."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:52:02 AM)
The dude lost a foot? I'd never known... he's always worn long pants anytime I've been in his company. Maybe I'd smelled it and put it out of mind in a more animalistic form but wow, yeah, that's pretty metal! Bet there's a story behind it too. "I didn't know that." I admit. "How'd he lose it?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:52:54 AM)
"You'll have to ask him. He doesn't really talk about it. He's never told me and I have never forced the issue. He is a proud man, Mads. Except for when he is drinking, heavily. But it is a calamity that falls on most, I suppose."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:55:43 AM)
"If he won't tell you doubt he'd tell me." I'm not one to invade privacy like that. "I'll just get him good and liquored up one night and let him say." Ethical, huh? Heh. Amongst the Garou a battle wound is a sign of respect and honor, not a shameful mark. I wouldn't relish losing one of my limbs but I'll be damned if I'd let some bane or formori eat it without ripping their stomach open and getting it back. A knock on the door denotes the arrival of food; I walk over and open it, pay the man by signing the debit slip, and then shut it behind him. "Hope pizza and cannoli's fine."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 2:57:15 AM)
She nods, "Sounds great. She stands and places her beer on a coaster as she digs in her purse for a wallet. She tugs out a twenty, and offers it to Trent. "Here, will this cover it?"

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 2:59:27 AM)
"Nope, my treat." I shake my head. "You fed me. I'm feeding you." I set the pizza atop a small coffee table by the couch and walk to the kitchen, tossing the cannoli into the fridge and then grabbing some plates and my crushed red pepper from the cupboard. I bring them back over and then pop down on the couch as well, sitting towards the edge to maintain a sociable distance. "Ladies first."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:06:44 AM)
She grins, and scoops a cheese-filled slice onto her plate, picking off a greasy pepperoni and popping it in her mouth. "This is great..." She gave him the two thumbs up. "I hardly ever get to eat like this... unless I drive out to the road and meet the pizza boy..." She giggles with the admission.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:13:28 AM)
"Me neither, really." I take a piece myself and sprinkle some peppers atop. "Ordering out too often isn't something I can really do. This pizza place though, I did some work for the owner back when, so he tends to take care of me when I splurge." Example in point; I ordered a medium and this is a large or extra large. Ah well, leftovers she can take home for later. I take another swig of my beer then a bite out of the pizza. Burns just right as the peppers hit my tongue. "At least the pizza guy'll deliver to your place. You're a bit out there in the woods. 'Course, feel free to call me if you get the craving and I'll fly some Digorno over."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:16:45 AM)
She laughs, "I may take you up on that." Again, she reaches for the beer bottle to wash the food away. "This isn't bad though. I hope the cannoli is as good as the pizza!"

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:20:39 AM)
Better be for what they charge for those things... but I don't say that aloud. Instead I nod in agreement as I finish off my first piece. Pizza, orchids, tube tops, and slightly wet hair... this is the most life the apartment's seen in a while. Probably ever. "I've been crashing at the Barracks mostly still... but it's kind of nice to have this place to escape for a bit into. I've debated terminating the lease to save a little but I like having my own little spot. Can fill it with my trinkets, lounge around without getting dressed if it's a lazy day, and in general bask in down time."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:25:12 AM)
She nods, "I understand how that can be. Life at the Heart of the Sea Sept can be pretty boisterous." Her head shakes. "Fond memories, all of them. Sometimes I would run along the cliffs to escape, or swim in the ocean. I suppose that is why I still prefer the beach to the lake." She begins to break the pieces of the crust in half, eating them while she talks. "But, I do sort of like living in the cabin. I mean, it's pretty cool. The Sept is close enough to jog to if I felt frightened or was lonely and too wasted to drive." She grins at the thought. "I've honestly made some really good friends here. I love the other AEtlings. THey are so inclusive. It's just like being at home."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:27:56 AM)
"You've got a good set-up there. Privacy is wanted, close enough company and back-up if you need help or feel lonely. And you're right... all the kin here I've met have been nothing short of awesome. You most of all, of course, but I don't think there's been a single snide remark that's passed my ears yet from anyone. Well, non-good naturedly at least. I'm still trying to figure out if this is the natural level of things or if it's still high spirits since the attack. When I'd first changed, joined the Fenrir, I'd been led to believe life was much more... tooth and claw, shall we say, in every regard. Yet no one here's acted on strictly that."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:31:14 AM)
Her eyes widen, dancing with the compliment as a flush warms her cheeks. "That's honestly the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me. I'm honored, Stone-Claws-rhya. She inclined her head, tipping her chin forward to expose the line of her throat in a showing of submission as her lashes fall to her cheeks. The formality was swiftly swept aside when in the next moment she gave Trent a grin. "I think you are pretty awesome yourself."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:38:54 AM)
When she tilts her throat it arouses the Garou passions within me; at once wanting to be closer to her and wanting to sink my teeth into the soft flesh there. My eyes look to it even though it's a sign of submission and the wolf twists beneath my skin, wanting to come out, which I steadfastedly deny it. "Captain Awesome." I joke, recovering as she looks at me. "You can be Commodore Awesome since you like the water so much." It's corny but it gives me a bit of 'breathing time', so to say, to fully reign in my newer instincts which I still cope with from time to time.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:43:59 AM)
Sigyn was completely oblivious. The girl couldn't read other's emotions if someone plastered them in post-it notes across their foreheads; then again, Sigyn was as readable as a book. On the whole, they at times offset theh other. She finished her beer, and wipes her fingers on a napkin before sitting her hand on her stomach. "I think I'm ready for some ginger-ale and some cannoli..." Sigyn stands, and moves to rinse her own plate and to fetch things from the fridge. She pats Trent on the shoulder as she passes him. "Easy does it big fella, I got it."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:48:47 AM)
She seems to have missed it which I thank Luna above for as she rises. I start to but at her touch upon my shoulder sit back down with a low laugh and a nod. I watch her progress towards the other room while still torn with conflicting emotions; admiring her form while reminding myself she's not fleeing prey. No chase instinct. I bite it back. Tilting my head back I close my eyes briefly, grasping for my beer and then leaning forward to take a swig before resting it atop the table again. Breath... in and out. It gets like this the closer the moon gets to full every time. "Dessert does sound good."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:49:08 AM)
On the way to the kitchen, her cell phone begins to beep. She gave a glance, "Hey, Trent. It's Lukas. Um, he wants to pick me up, do you mind if he comes over?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:51:34 AM)
She gave him a pleading glance. She was in a rather tough spot to say no.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:52:08 AM)
She grabs the cannoli and begins to walk back toward the living room.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:53:43 AM)
So... has the other wolf caught scent of a rival? They say nothing brreds a decision like the risk of competition. I don't know who says that but it seems true enough. I see the look in her eye too as she walks back over. "Lukas is good people. Tell him there's plenty of food if he's hungry too." I don't mind hosting a fellow Get and he is after all of a higher rank than me to boot. Plus, be interesting to see their dynamics.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:53:49 AM)
breeds*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:55:08 AM)
She smiles to Trent and splits the cannoli with him. "Thank you." She smiles, breathing a soft sigh of relief at having not been put into a difficult position.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 3:57:26 AM)
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Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 3:58:07 AM)
She opens the ginger-ale and begins to put her fork into the cannoli. "This looks delicious." She grins, turning the conversation back to the food. She seems pleased with the flakey crust, and sighs. "You will have to remind me of the name of this place. Maybe I can sometimes use carry-out. I really like the food. Two thumbs way up, Trent..." She complimented his choice of restaurant while keeping an ear out for the particular keen of Lukas' truck engine.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 3:58:42 AM)
I chuckle and nod. I can hear the emotion behind her words and it's all good. Point is I've no leg to stand on for anything at the moment myself. Were I Fostern now however then I might view things a bit differently. The door's unlocked for whenever Lukas arrived to the small, one bedroom apartment. A main living area replete with small, carved wooden animals, and enough pizza atop the coffee table by the couch for him to indulge in if he desired.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 3:59:04 AM)
*left the truck and its car seats for the use of the one who had his kids, as usual. Instead he parks the Harley out front, checking the address with the one on his phone before killing the engine and dismounting*

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:00:26 AM)
*heads up to the apartment in a black tee shirt and faded cargo shorts, unlaced pair of shit-kickers on his feet loosely. And as he isn't in the habit of walking into other people's homes..he knocks*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:01:48 AM)
Sigyn was chilling on the couch. She wore a pair of faded jeans paired with a Ed Hardy tube-top and leather, Ed Hardy purse. She'd removed her flip-flops upon entering Trent's home, and they wait beside the door. She gave a glance to Trent, it was his home and she'd no business answering the door unless asked, when she hears the knocking.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:02:08 AM)
At hearing the knock I hop up and walk over to the door, verifying it's him and sniffing the air as I open it up to greet him. "Hey there Lukas, c'mon in. Plenty of food if you haven't grabbed dinner yet. Beer?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:04:36 AM)
Sigyn stands with Lukas enters. She smiles and crosses the room to him. A hand reaches for him, but she was mindful of the presence of another. Some Fenrir were not as affectionate with others. She had yet to learn her boundaries. Her voice was soft, as she whispers, "I'm glad to see you." Her hair was damp and curling, but Lukas knew that she'd been working all day on the longhouse. No, she hadn't bathed here. The scent of her dark-orchid spray lingered only on her skin. The barest hint of makeup brightens her features, and her nose was slightly pink from a day spent pounding away in the sun.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:04:44 AM)
(when Lukas)

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:09:06 AM)
Beer definately, food sounds alright too, thanks Trent. *nodding to the other True and stepping in, looking to Sigyn when she suddeny presents herself* Hey Sigyn. Looks like you had a long day..*reaching to touch her cooked nose lightly* I'm supposed to be working on that too now that I've got sitters. *dipping his head to kiss the top of the kin's, black gaze cutting around the apartment idly as he does so*

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:10:42 AM)
Lexi tossed me out of the house when I got your message. *exits and entrances noted, all personnel accounted for, the Modi seems to pay more attention to the two in the room*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:12:05 AM)
There's the main room which they're in which has a couch, a lazy boy, and a TV stand with tube television atop it. All evidently in used condition. A sliding glass door leading out to a small patio and a hall going back to an open door (bathroom) and a closed one (bedroom). A small dining set with mis-matched chairs is in one corner and a tiny kitchen off to the side where I go momentarily before returning with an opened Heineken which is offered to my guest. Small, hand-carved wooden animals and creatures are the most personal touch the place has. Otherwise it's quite basic as if not lived in terribly often as of late.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:13:54 AM)
She smiled, "It's coming along. Mads has been putting in time too, I think. I didn't see him today, though." Sigyn moves to the couch. A plate with a fresh cannoli sat on a coffee table. "Would you like to try the cannoli. It's awesome.." She tempts Lukas with the sweet, lifting the plate as she encourages him to take her fork if he'd like. She had stopped drinking beer, and had started on ginger-ale. She picks up the can, and drinks.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:15:30 AM)
*he accepts the beer with another nod, giving the eager kin a crooked smile and picking up the fork obligingly* Sure.. *snagging a bite*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:17:25 AM)
"Place is called 'Donellos' if you both decide it's something you'd want to have again." I gesture towards the pizza and dessert. "Mention you're a friend of mine and the owner'll have the hook-up often as not."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:17:59 AM)
"Thirteen is always trying to get me drunk." She grumbles, "... sometimes he is too much." She shakes her head with a sigh. "I was grateful for Trent offering to pick me up. The Bonegnawer invited himself to sleep on my couch. He was trying to drive me home. He even followed me to the road to wait for Trent. I told him that Captain-Jack-rhya would be standing over him by morning." She shakes her head, "... he's some moxy... or... sublime stupidity... or something..."

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:20:14 AM)
Nice. *after he's swalloed the mouthful* It's good stuff. Thirteen? *lifts a brow and looks to Sig as he puts the fork back on her plate* I don't recall a face but the name's familiar.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:20:59 AM)
"Round Thirteen-rhya." Sigyn supplies. "He's a Cliath Bonegnawer. I can't recall if he said he's a member of a pack, or not."

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:22:18 AM)
That's the one. *nodding lightly* He's been..a cliath for a while. *leaving it that and taking a swig of his beer* I miss anything else fun?

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:22:23 AM)
"Someone who needs a sharp-toothed reminder?" I quirk my head to Sigyn. "Or he being alright?"

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:24:41 AM)
*much more casual about it, he chuckles at Trent's reaction* If he just wants to protect you till your ride comes by, I've got no issues with that. But if he tries to invite himself over, most of the Tribe would discourage him. And..clearly you've got my number.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:26:40 AM)
She flashed a bright smile in Lukas' direction. "I think I can handle him. I think he's all talk. Those are the sort that will take it only as far as you let them. And, I think I made myself fairly clear."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:27:38 AM)
Feh, where's the fun in diplomacy? I grin to Lukas but get his point clear enough... I think the approaching full moon is making my blood temperature rise beyond my wisdom. Something to watch out for.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:31:56 AM)
*he accepts Sigyn's answer easily enough, filing the cliath's name away for later, Trent gets a wry half-smile. Lukas has been there too, now..rank makes things easier*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:32:10 AM)
Sigyn shakes her head in Trent's direction, but her smile is light. She takes another bite of the cannoli, and then offers the plate again to Lukas waving it off. She couldn't eat another bite if she tried, not atop the greasy pizza and beer she'd already consumed. She settled on the sofa, and sipped her gingerale.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:35:05 AM)
*accepts the plate and moves to the end of the sofa to set his beer on the table, taking a seat on the arm of the weathered furniture to use both hands for the plate and fork. Lukas unsurprisingly has no issues eating dessert first.*

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:35:35 AM)
I settle on into the lazy boy and kick back, relaxing with my remaining half-beer. "Any good news going on? Heard some scuttle-butt about an overseas trip."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:35:58 AM)
"Overseas?" she looked surprised. She hadn't heard about that.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:37:45 AM)
Likely this coming weekend. *that being the short answer..given between bites*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:40:04 AM)
"Are you going?" Sigyn asks Lukas, her gaze sweeping toward him, it wasn't a condemnation - merely a question.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:40:55 AM)
I nod my head; things're going fast then. "Only heard the basics that it was to re-claim a Sept. You know anything more?"

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:42:07 AM)
I haven't caught up with Jack in a while.. so I've only the vaguest idea it's attached to someone here's history. Kurt was talking about his sept falling back in the Old Country a month ago or so.. but I don't honestly know that's the same place we're heading.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:44:38 AM)
Sigyn settled against Lukas. She wanted to tell him to be careful, but later, when the two were alone. She didn't outright lounge on him, but pressed her shoulder against his arm and angled her head on the couch toward his shoulder. She supposed it would be dangerous. Such matters often were. She didn't suppose on this occasion the kinfolk would be requested to lend aid. "If there is anything I can do, while you are away, or - if you need someone to keep the boys..." She smiled, offering her support.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:46:20 AM)
*since he's sitting up on the arm of the sofa, she ends up against his hip and elbow more than anything else, and he holds his elbow against his side to remind himself not to move and clock her in the head accidentally* I may take you up on that. At least partially. Serenity, Lexi and Kaia tend to care for them when I'm out.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:47:24 AM)
I can feel claws itching beneath my skin at the thought of another battle so soon after the last and I reflect on the luck of it. Full moon approaching and blood to be shed... "This should be a fun trip, provided the elders don't make me stay."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:48:36 AM)
She smiles, and turns her attention toward Trent listening to the tone of his voice. Eager for battle. She chuckles softly under her breath. The Fenrir would do the tribe and the Sept proud. Sigyn was sure of it.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:49:08 AM)
Why would they deny a Modi his place on the front lines?

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:50:16 AM)
"After all, the ladies were all so amazing in the last battle, how could they think our Garou would be less?" Sigyn offers.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:50:52 AM)
"No clue." I laugh to Lukas, enthusiastically. "Just feeling restless I s'pose now that I know we're on the eve of it. When I'd first heard of the trip I hadn't realized it was a Fenrir one.""

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:51:01 AM)
She was proud to be Fenrir.... they hadn't the troubles of the other tribes. It was good to know.

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:52:35 AM)
*chuckles, setting the empty plate down and picking up his beer again* Let's just say, I don't think Jack-yuf would stand in your way.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:53:57 AM)
"I should really meet the guy." I admit. "He's the one elder I've heard of and I still haven't spoken with him. Been over a month since I arrived too."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:54:11 AM)
one Fenrir elder*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 4:54:50 AM)
Sigyn stands. She allows the men to talk. She walks toward Trent's kitchen. A moment of heistation was given as she glances around and tried to acclimate herself to her surroundings before rinsing the plate in the sink. (afk making coffee)

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 4:56:37 AM)
You didn't have to.. *just shakes his head as Sigyn washes his plate, adding lamely* Thanks. *chuckling and looking back to Trent* He's not hard to find. Leave a note for him at the packlands.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 4:58:11 AM)
"Good idea. So, we call him Jarl then?" I ask honestly confused. "Or just Captain Jack?"

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 5:02:31 AM)
You'll want to put "rhya" on the end of that, but I believe he answers to either.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:05:40 AM)
"Captain Jack-rhya. Got it." I nod. "Don't mean any disrespect towards the man, thanks!"

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 5:06:49 AM)
*he smirks* Gotta earn the right to ignore titles.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:12:06 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:04 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:11 AM)
((Sorry, IE screwed up on me))

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:16 AM)
((Wb! Just in time for me to have to run IRL.))

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:25 AM)
((Boo!))

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:39 AM)
((You two have fun. Assume Lukas takes a walk or something, since Sigyn wanted a ride home. But my kids need me IRL. Later!))

Lukas Vangelis (Jun 11, 2011 5:14:51 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:17:21 AM)
"Have a good one." I bid Lukas farewell, walking with him to the door. I shut it behind him but leave it unlocked in case he should desire to return. I walk over to the fridge and grab myself a second beer. "Sorry if I intruded on your business with Thirteen. Full moon's a-comin' and it makes me more... antsy... than I would be otherwise."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:31:28 AM)
She shakes her head, "Nah, it's cool. He overstepped himself. He did. But he backed down swiftly enough. At least he'd the good sense not to press the issue."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:34:41 AM)
"Alrighty then." And, like Lukas, I let it drop. "So long as he's behaving himself." Truth be told I couldn't fault him if he expressed interest though I don't know what chance he thought he'd have. You'd have to have one hell of a personality as a Bone Shadow to lure a daughter of Fenris. How're you going to support a mate when you're broke and scrounging? All the tribes have their place but some... some are enough to make one marvel that they've kept breeding. Hobo-lovin' or something.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:35:31 AM)
She smiles, and settles in the seat. "Wow, so, Europe? That sounds pretty exciting."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:35:51 AM)
"Bring me back some chocolate, but not like... if you have to smuggle it..."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:36:03 AM)
She leaves the twenty she was going to give him for the pizza.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:38:41 AM)
"Nu-uh." I waggle a finger at the twenty. "Seriously... you practically buy a whole cow to feed me and I can't even cover you for pizza? Don't make me shove it back into your pocket." I sit back down in the lazy boy and stretch my legs out in front of me, leaning forward to set my bottle atop the coffee table then resting my back into the cushion. "I think chocolate could be arranged. Not like customs is in the Umbra... ugh, or at least I hope not. Still, I'm betting we'll take a moon bridge there."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:39:31 AM)
"It's for the chocolate. That shit is expensive."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:39:38 AM)
She waves aside his protest.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:39:56 AM)
"I've never really travelled. I grew up in Maine."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:40:13 AM)
"Then... here... I'm envious. But, I know this isn't a pleasure trip."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:43:08 AM)
"I'll tell Lukas to grab you some while we're there." I smirk. "Let him pay for it. Keep your twenty." Envious? Not so much for the reason she's said but I sometimes wonder if she and other kin resent the Garou. Yeah, they're useful to us but they're not werewolves. Does that ever make them jealous? Sigyn especially is so proud of her Fenrir heritage; does she ever wish she'd change? "No... probably going to be like the fight here or worse. This caern didn't stand together or, if it did, it wasn't enough. The enemy is going to be entrenched and strong. The Fenrir will have their work cut out for them."I flex my fingers, feeling those claws still itching unseen. "I never travelled either. Never left Louisiana. Not sure I'll even know the language when we get wherever."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:44:14 AM)
"Most countries speak English as a secondary language thanks to missionaries." Sigyn reasons.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:46:17 AM)
"True. Just... heh, never thought I'd be going to Europe. Lukas and I were joking last week that the trip overseas to the Black Forest would be for Ragnarok. That's not where we're going, to my knowledge, but darkly omnious eh?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:48:49 AM)
Reluctantly she repockets the twenty. "Well, I hope you both be careful. We back home will be honoring the shrines while you are away." She sighs, and stands again to rid herself of the empty can of ginger-ale. It was hard to worry for them. Sigyn was content with her place, after all, without kinfolk there would only be Metis... and where would that get anybody?

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:50:51 AM)
"Ha! The enemy should be more careful! It's not facing pups this time but an army of battle-hardened Fenrir! Maybe we'll give 'em a chance to pray to whatever aspect of the Wyrm sent them before we shred them into ribbons." I pretend to think a moment. "Nah, think we'll just kill 'em."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 5:55:05 AM)
She gave a nod. "Well, I still want you to be careful." A smile was given, "Lukas can watch out for himself." Perhaps she said it to reassure herself. She did not know what Beasts of the wyrm lay in the old country. To her reasoning, they were perhaps more ancient and more powerful.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 5:59:18 AM)
"No worries, I'm not planning on going anywhere. And if I do anyways it'll be dragging plenty of the enemy down with me." I speak confidently, "Worse comes to worse my ancestor spirit'll have to float on back for a few to finish the fight." I give her a thumbs up as if everything's a-okay. "I'll see if I can carve some big trophies of our tribal kills to put on the grounds."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 6:00:15 AM)
"You will. I have faith!"

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 6:02:04 AM)
"Too bad we can't bring all our kin with us. Ha, but after you all cleaned up that last attack that might just be overkill on the poor Wyrmspawn." I wink to her. "And before you say you weren't there, you played just as important a role safeguarding the pups."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 6:02:51 AM)
"Thank you." She grins. "I appreciate that."

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 6:07:34 AM)
"No problemo." I say with my best Terminator voice, which probably isn't too good. Thinking of how the victory would have been spoilt by a warehouse full of slain kin and children isn't a pleasant thought; hence the importance. Not going to voice that though... I can be too fatalistic for morale at times and a true leader needs to motivate. "Leave in the morning, kick butt in the afternoon, brief stop for bathroom breaks and souveniers, then back by dinner."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 6:09:05 AM)
"Woah," she says in a dry tone, "... you sure have the M.O. down, don't you?" Her lips tug upward. she begins to put the rest of the pizza in his fridge.

Trent Richter (Jun 11, 2011 6:12:21 AM)
"Definately. I was a good little Fenrir in boot camp while the tribal philosophy was getting curb-stomped into the back of my head." I grin. "It's all up here." I tap a finger to my temple. "Confidence; ones got it in battle or they don't. What's the worse that happens? One falls and is remembered as a hero of the People. It's immortality in its way."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 11, 2011 6:13:02 AM)
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