Valerian Fedor (Aug 7, 2010 11:59:38 PM)
*he setlled back for a moment, listening to the linked nature of this creature he had vaguely heard of and what it could mean in regard to the kinfolk and their reactions, his own thoughts kept to himself for the moment as he simply listened*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:00:15 AM)
"Are zhey kon-neck-ted? We are not sure." He confides in uncertainty. "Ze children of Pureland whom guard the winged serpent Uktena have found lost tales of ze last sept quelling zis.... howyousay... bane..... by use of spears-of-three. If one would ask Hans, then ja, there ees some force of the Corrupter at vork in these lands."

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:03:39 AM)
*he nodded his head lightly at the thought* What are the plans regarding the kinfolk and the ancient bane that now stirs? I've heard talk of the spears and this creature. Am I to assume we have begun to seek them out?

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:06:46 AM)
"Two haf been found, so far as Hans knows." He replies to Valerian, glancing briefly at the silent Natasha with an inquiring stare. His attention returns to Valerian and he continues his response. "Ze third brought.... changes to our sept." He adds. "Some oof our ranks swore fealty to Bat, und turned their backs on their born incarnae und tribe; yet their steps never wandered into zhat maddening spiral, und they remain pure and free oof ze Dark Taint."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:10:14 AM)
*Natasha seemed to be listening quite intently, the information seemed to be flowing freely and she sure did not want to interupt it when she could learn more. She did have some weird feelings about some of the kinfolk but she did not know for sure and she was not about to comment on them.*

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:12:41 AM)
*he sat up a little straighter at the mention of that, his eyes widening ever so slightly in suprise* They abandonded their totem for Bat? *he took a slow breath as he considered this for a moment* Perhaps it is Gaia's wisdom that guides them or perhaps some new madness has gripped them that does not bear the taint of the enemy. What would you suggest when dealing with these new followers of Bat?

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:15:03 AM)
"Chey are not enemy to Falcon... yet." He confides. "Nor are they ally. They are to be vatched, but not qvestioned or confronted until ze WyrmFoe gives ze order."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:17:06 AM)
(afk potty)

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:18:10 AM)
*he nodded his head lightly again* Understood. I will remain cautious in my dealings with them until their true motives are known. Perhaps they are simply aiding in the redemption of a fallen spirit.

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:22:47 AM)
The burly man rises from his chair with a stifled grunt of effort. Amidst the scars and burns that riddle his body, his apparent age fluctuates drastically in all edges of the spectrum. At times he appears as youthful as a cub, in others a battle-hardened middle aged warrior. His footsteps thump harshly against the wood floor as he continues to speak. "Hans does not qvestion ze vill of others anymore, young Valerian." He confides in a slightly gruff and begrudging tone. "Hans vas never asked to think; only pointed in ze direction oof ze enemy and 'kill kill kill' screamed een his ear." He elaborates as the curmudgeonous facet of his personality is made manifest. He moves around the trio of chairs towards a long slender shelf atop the mantle, and opens a small fist-sized chest bearing the spread wings of Falcon. From within, he fetches a pair of keys out, and turns to return to his chair. "Zhat is vhat ze full moon borne do. Ve kill, ve rarely think."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:26:41 AM)
*she watched hans take his steps listened to the sounds of his foot falls and the boom of his powerful accented voice. The expressions he and the body movements he showed. Her gaze only moved off him briefly to see what it was ontop of the shelf, but then fell back on him once more as he spoke watching him return back to his chair. She did seem fasinated with his leadership quialities and allthough he was a ahourn and not a galliard when he spoke those whom heard his voice and saw his statue could do nothing but pay rapt attension.*

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:29:39 AM)
If you beg my pardon, that is why you have the other Auspices. I do not ask you to question the will of others, that is the job for the Eye's of Falcon. And despite what you have been told or taught through the years, it would seem that wisdom has found you none-the-less. *he smirked lightly as he sipped down the last of the drink eyes watching as he moved witht he keys back to his chair*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:37:17 AM)
"Hans becomes Fostern because Hans vas too dumb to die." he confides in a lighthearted, reflective tone of bittersweet connotations. His free hans moves towards the three parrellel sheens of some massive claw that adorns the left side of his face. A finger extends, and his face accentuated with some passive stoic. "Hans third fight een time of var." He reveals. "Visdom would have told Hans to move faster." The finger descends, pointing to the pockmarks across his collarbone. "Visdom vould have told hans zhat a man on other side of wall had shotgun." He confides, while the edges of his lips curl up in a slightly mirthful smirk. "Ze burns are from Hans own funeral pyre."

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:39:46 AM)
"Hans truly vas too dumb to die, young Valerian." He summarizes, allowing the hand to plop onto his massive thigh in a gesture of passive dismissal. The other hand, meanwhile, bearing only four digits, flickers in a rapid twirling of the two keys. One is extended beyond the other, and offered to Valerian. "You are velcome to zis home at anytime, Truth-Een-Thawt." He confides, the hand raising upwards an inch in an offering.

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:41:35 AM)
*he smirked and set the glass to the side* Thank you Hans. *he reached out taking the key from him* Let us hope that we both can continue to be too dumb to die for a long time to come.

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:47:11 AM)
He offers a slow dip of his chin in confiding agreement, though he'd dare not utter the words of the future aloud. His attention shifts to Natasha, and the lone key which remains is offered to her part. "You, Natasha oof Cresent Moon, are velcome een zis house of Falcon at anytime." He offers.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:49:11 AM)
*she smiled at the two then as she is handed a key she reaches out for it, her delicate fingers wrap around the single key as she takes it in her grasp.* thank you very much Hans.. *Seemed hard for her to say his human name but she managed. She had a hard time referring to Valerian by anything other then his deedname with the proper suffix.*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:53:50 AM)
He finally leans back into the chair and his jaws expand while a yawn escapes his lips. "Und now, Hans has tasks for you both before you leave or remain in zis home for ze evening." He declares in that same casual, lighthearted tone. "Truth-Een-Thawt, you are charged with guarding Natasha of Crescent Moon with your life und spirit." He says, glancing right to face him with a flatly humored tone, though his eyes betray some facet of sincerity which lingers behind the look. "Hans does not need ze sister oof Her Majesty flying to zhese lands und asking Hans why her favored daughter was not protected." He explains in the logic of his mind.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:54:16 AM)
*She slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out a set of keys she removed two of her own keys and placed his key on her key chain then held out the other two keys to the large warrior in the palm of her hand*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 12:54:50 AM)
He looks to Natasha, and his expression grows more somber and undiscernable. "Natasha, you are to learn all you can from ze other cousins of why they harbor such anger for those which one spare them from ze evils of the Triat."

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 12:56:19 AM)
It shall be done. *he offered a slight nod, returning the smile though his eyes held the sharp gaze of one who were making a blood oath upon a sword* I believe that staying here for the evening would be more suitable than traveling back at this late hour however.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 12:57:30 AM)
*She gave him a bow of her head*I shall make sure it is done. Please take these keys it is to our home of which you have the adress. Know you are always welcomed within its walls.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:00:14 AM)
(fedor totally got the easy task! no fair!)

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 1:01:56 AM)
(lol)

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:02:23 AM)
His own massive hand reaches out and with the delicacy of a bomb expert handling a messy divorce, two digits surround the sliver of steel and tin of the pair keys. "From the lips of Her Majesty to ze ears of Hans, he understands." He reveals in some strange custom of origins that span beyond this country. "Ze upstairs of zis home holds six rooms to rest the bones of guests." He explains. "Each ees unique in some vay, and you both may make your choices."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:05:42 AM)
*She smiled at the explinaituon of the rooms. Then she leaned back one the exchange was complete. She did truly enjoy being around hans, he reminded her of all the things she missed of her homeland. Much like her guardian did. Her hands lifted her drink once more as she finished it off before placing it down beside mr. fedor's. *

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 1:07:48 AM)
Thank you again for your hospitality once more. I believe that it may be time for me to retire for the evening. I wish to research something in the early morning hours and I must greet Helios when he rises. *he slowly slid to his feet with a small bow* Wake me if you have need of me Lady Ormanian, Hans. May Gaia bless both your slumbers.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:09:35 AM)
*she smiled over at valerian* evenin and may luna grant you a restful night.

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:09:36 AM)
The burly Fang rises to his feet, and the popping of joints and hinges rings out as the not quite active man situates himself into his full height of nearly six foot tall. "You are both safe under Hans' roof. You need not heed any nightly noises nor wonder of each creak and pop of this settling house." He declares as he moves to the service station, retrieving each glass and the decanter and lifting it up to tend to the cleaning. "Rest well, Valerian. Helios blessings be with ye."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:10:35 AM)
*she stood up as well. And had every intension of following hans*

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 1:11:15 AM)
*he moved off quietly upstairs to find a room that suited his taste in which to sleep* (And I'm out, gotta run TT in the morning. lol Awesome meeting you, love the character :-D)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:11:31 AM)
(night fedor!)

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:11:37 AM)
[thanks man, I had a blast too. I think these three are gonna be real interesting together.]

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 1:13:06 AM)
(Agreed)

Valerian Fedor (Aug 8, 2010 1:13:09 AM)
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Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:14:30 AM)
*She came up beside him* Can I wash those for you Hans? *Her feet barely made a sound even on the creeky boards*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:17:04 AM)
Valerian disappears into the obscure mists of the ascending stairs, and his footsteps wane more and more as distance is made. Hans busies himself with running water And a slight smirk rouses from his lips as his ever alert ears hear the faint click of a distant door. "...he ees in my favorite guest room." He notes to himself in a vocal thought. "Ze portrait may alarm him zhough." He snaps out of this fugue as the words of Natasha pierce through his ears, and his gaze shifts towards her. "You are guest to Hans home, young Natasha." He confides. "...und you bear a blood more refined than any of Hans ancestors. To subject to such labors in a home that is not yours is insulting to your station."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:22:23 AM)
*She smiled when she heard him say that fedor had used his favorite guest room. She tilted her head as he spoke of her being a guest and her blood* A guest in youre home I do understand. I tend to be more humble I suppose then others would like. Truth in thought-rhya often has to remind me as well.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:23:53 AM)
(This user has entered The Nest *Silver Fang Tribal Grounds*) (IP = 186.19.239.214)

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:25:20 AM)
"Just remember vhat you are, young Natasha." He councils in a steady but lighthearted tone. "Zhough ze blood is not full in your veins, you are above any trueborn een zhat sept that refuses fealty to Falcon und Hawk."

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:25:23 AM)
[*waves*]

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:25:34 AM)
(hey)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:26:58 AM)
*she looked at him with a smile and then asked.*(hey!) might I ask you about the task you gave me? Possidbly we could speak in youre native tounge if you would enjoy that?

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:29:59 AM)
"English... Ze tongue of ze Fatherland.... It is no difference to Hans." He responds in slight dismissal. The basin is filled with the steaming water and the faucet is halted where silence manifests once again. "He uses both enough to be kom-fort-ible with either."

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:33:04 AM)
(could you set me up? first time here)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:33:45 AM)
*Those eyes flicker to the basin filled with the steaming water. Hearing him admitt he is comfortable with both she continues on in english.* You wanted me to learn why the other "cousins" harbor such anger for those which spare them from the evils of the triat. Do you mean the other garou harbor anger for each other or the kinfolk harboring anger for the garou?

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:34:30 AM)
[sure. The Nest is a two story victorian house that's about six miles east of the bawn. The house is whitewashed, and authentic in decor (since the historic society won't let anyone renovate buildings that old). The driveway is cobblestone covered in gravel, and there are two pines in the front yard

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:34:32 AM)
]

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:37:11 AM)
"Those that do not feel the curse of Her glare." he elaborates in a vague sense. "They act as if they have harnassed ze rage that we of two lands have been blessed with against us."

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:37:13 AM)
(tyvm... ) A large eagle lands on the roof of the porch, and a motocross bike stops at the entrance and the young reckless silverfang pulls out his helm and looks at the victorian house, his nose twitches and looks up at the bird "Are you sure is here?" RAAAWK.. replies the eagle. He dismounts and starts toward the door "Smells like royalist... "

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:39:30 AM)
grabs the beak like handle (i bet) and knocks

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:40:12 AM)
*She nodded her head* I will get to my research when I awaken. *she hears the cry of the eagel then looks to hans with a raise of her brow. Just as the door is knocked upon*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:45:22 AM)
"This charge has no timetable that must be---" His voice is cut off by the rapping of brass against brass of the ornate knocker of the front door. His expression falls into a stone-faced visage while shoulders rise from a clenched breath. The demeanor is brief, but affirms of his more feral nature; the man is a killer above all, and his vibrant gleam of jade tinted eyes are that of a bombadier. "....remain here." He mutters in a low, rushed wisp of breath, and he moves out of the kitchen like the predator he was born to be.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:46:52 AM)
Whistles as he waits, crossing his arms and moving on the porch. Looking at some plant

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:47:49 AM)
*she nodded and remained where she was. Seeing that feral nature of his was not as terrifying as it might be to some, she knew it was not aimed at her this made her appreciate it rather then fear it.*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:48:45 AM)
Alec finds the click of a latch sounding through the solid core door, and the creaking of hinges as it's slowly opened inward. Whoever resides there didn't bother with any peered windows nor a peephole drilled into the door. Regardless, the burly Fang is revealed in the doorway with a sterned and solid gazing at whoever it is which knocks on the door nigh past midnight. The ethereal pools lock on the frame of Alec, and a sheen of flesh that once held a tuft of hair above his eye shifts as it instinctively arcs upward.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:50:19 AM)
He listens to the sound and turns around to face the door again, he grins at Hans "Hey, good evening"

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:51:41 AM)
"Gud evening." He responds back in kind with a wearied and somber tone. He steps to the side where the door awaits to allow free entry into the home without another word uttered or harbored.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:52:49 AM)
Walks in looking around to the decor "Nice place, looks, fancy... " a final bird caw is heard outside, he looks out for a second, then back around. "So, how is it going?"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 1:54:41 AM)
*she stayed in the kitchen as she looked to the steamy water she sooo wanted to wash those dishes but she told herself not to push her luck yet*

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 1:55:18 AM)
"Your friend will find a perch on ze Vestern edge of ze roof." He states in a distracted manner. The door comes to a close and the held breath of anticipation is expelled in a slow steady discharged huff. "Things go well, Rises-From-Ashes. Mind your tone, however; you are not the only guest in zis home, and one has gone to slumber already." He offers in a low urging of discourse. His head tilts in the direction of a doorway in the foyer that leads into a living room. "Come. Welcome to our home."

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 1:56:48 AM)
"oh.. " lowers his voice "alright. My friend probably went wherever he goes when not around, he appears when he wants and disapears when he wants. So... i guess not wild parties tonight uh? But its saaaaturdaaay..."

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 2:01:31 AM)
"Nein." The Fang responds in rebuttal of a wild party. "Saturday is just a day like any other, young one." He explains in some obscure lecture from a past that eludes the minds of anyone not hailing from the camps of Eye. They enter the living room, and the first impressions are modest decorum with a regal bearing. It would appear that Hans, despite the waves of the curse that emanates from him as the full moons approach, would typically opt for a relaxing and serene surroundings than that of the wild outside. "Haf a seat, und let Hans fetch our cousin."

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:03:04 AM)
While the curse is very strong in Alec too, somewhat his relaxed demeanor eases it up with those who know what they are dealing with. He drops on a seat stretching "But is kinda legal to be noisy saturday nights, isnt it?"

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 2:04:56 AM)
"By mortal law, ja." He responds elusively, and moves from the living room and into the kitchen. He looks at Natasha, and his demeanor reflects that more casual bearing once again. "We haf guest, young Natasha." He declares.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:06:41 AM)
He moves on his seat some and stands again, moving to check something he finds interesting on a wall, or table

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 2:07:01 AM)
[gah, antivirus kicked in. brb]

Hans Lange (Aug 8, 2010 2:07:14 AM)
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Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:07:17 AM)
*She smiled up at hans* That sounds marvelous.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:08:33 AM)
*She moved towards the sitting room once more and was suprised to see rises from ashes pokeing around. She smiled a bit, then slid back into her chair.*

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:08:52 AM)
Just one moment, need to make a call.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:09:01 AM)
(ooc or ic?)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:09:17 AM)
*she flipped her cell phone out and began to flip through her numbers on her cell*

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:09:29 AM)
(haha ic

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:09:53 AM)
Turns around noticing Natasha and gris "Tasha!" is going forward to greet her but suddenly stops as he grabs the phone

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:09:53 AM)
*She clicked the name then placed the cell phone to her ear*

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:10:22 AM)
*She smiled at alec and motioned for one moment with her finger*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:14:21 AM)
Silently whistles as he taps a foot waiting with hands fold on his back and looking side and side

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:14:26 AM)
Hello Mr. Wilson I would like to schedual an appointment with you tomarrow if you will be avilable?

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:17:26 AM)
We could meet at noon for brunch at my place. Please bring swimming trunks, and canvas, paints, and of cource a appittie and some sketch pads and pencils.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:18:51 AM)
Moves around and behind her and leans forward, starts to blow some air in the ear she isnt using

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:20:25 AM)
*She grinned at Alec and used her free hand to cup her ear as she tried to keep her voice even while on the phone* Some art work, and some bussiness conversation, and some eating and loungin in the pool.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:21:12 AM)
Starts to play brush the hair on the nap of her head with the tip of his fingers

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:23:37 AM)
2 large canvas acrylic paints various brushes a large pad with some of youre drawing pencils as well as some swimming trunks

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:25:20 AM)
*Her hair was as dark as a moonless night and felt like fins strands of silk it was plentiful and long. She still held one hand over one ear and the other hand held the phone to her ear.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:26:20 AM)
Wraps his arms around her shoulders and covers her eyes with his hands, he takes the oportunity to catch her pefume as he is there too

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:26:33 AM)
now now there is always time for relaxation.

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:27:09 AM)
*It would be a light fragrence he likely has never smelled before*

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:27:43 AM)
Well then I shall make you wear my guardians.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:28:24 AM)
Ponders chewing her neck to see how she tastes, his lips dangerously close... one never knows when knowing the taste of someone can be handly

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:29:15 AM)
*she feels his breath on her and she pushes out of the chair and stands turning to keep her eyes on the ahourn as she spoke on the phone.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:29:47 AM)
Looks up at her with an innocent look, resting his hands on the back rest of the chair

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:30:17 AM)
Well.. as innocent a ahroun can look

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:31:40 AM)
*She shook her finger at alec as she spoke in the phone*I will see you tomarrow then Jude. Bring youre swimming trunks. *then she hung up*

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:32:10 AM)
*Flipping the phone closed she looked at Alec* did you plan on biteing me?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:32:26 AM)
"You are gleaming today Naty. What have you done.. ? mnn.. i wonder.. " looks to the sides.. "erhg.. no?"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:33:36 AM)
Naty? Arrgg it sounds like i do not brush my hair. *She tilted her head to the side*I look different? How so?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:35:11 AM)
"I wouldnt say you dont brush your hair.. " stands and with the hands on the chair hops over it and lands right in front of her .. "I dont know, you are, mnn.. more apealing than before, and you were apealing like a just baked muffn before"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:37:29 AM)
*She laughed when he compared her to a just baked muffin*you really have a thing for baked goods it seems. *Her eyes flickered up at him* that was it wasnt it? You where gonna bite me to see if i tasted like a fresh baked muffin! " *she took a step back from him as she seen him leap over the chair and appear before her with such ease. It reminded her of what he ws and the beast that lingured beneith his flesh*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:40:31 AM)
Without moving his feet from the ground he leans forward (much like MJ in Bad), his hands on his back a mischivious smile on his lips "Well, a just baked muffing is very irresistible, don´t you think?......... and i wasnt going to bite you......." low "too hard..."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:43:20 AM)
*She watched how easily he seemed to move and practicly defy gravity in the attempt. His comment about not biteig her to hard made her laugh though she did step back once more till she stumbled into hans seat.*Ummmm no biteing please.. *her eyes flickered upwards then towards the kitchen door where hans had dissapeared.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:44:41 AM)
He lets self fall forward and into a roll, ending on his knees just in front of her and resting his arms on her legs, crossed and lookig up with a playfully pleading expression "Pweeeese? just a little nip?"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:48:01 AM)
No nipping of my flesh. *the only accessible parts of her flesh where the delicate hands and her face. she was wearing jeans and a button up shirt her hair was flowing free down her back she even had on socks and tennis sneakers.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:48:42 AM)
"You are so mean.... " whines a little and falls defeated backwards onthe foor, his knees still bend and with his arms extended

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:50:21 AM)
*She looked down at him with a bright smile*you are very humerous, i would sware you where falcons eyes if i did not know you where his talons.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:53:08 AM)
He rises suddenly, standing with a stretch and smiles down at her "I am of the moon lodge, we look throught the eyes of all of the aspects of Luna" drops forward then extending his arms to land on the sides of the couch by her heand and stoping self from falling on her

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:53:43 AM)
"And i have choosen to start in the night without moon..." tells to her as he tilts the headto a side a bit, blinking lightly

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 2:54:11 AM)
Oh youre gonna tell me a story?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 2:56:30 AM)
"A story...? " when he finds her distracted, quickly steals a kiss on her nose and drops sitting on the couch by her "a story..... " seems to think

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:02:16 AM)
*she looked at him as he kissed her nose and she gave a playful huff, she crossed her arms over her lap and waited fo the story.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:04:37 AM)
Crosses an arm over her shoulder and pushes her close as he makes a wide gesture with his other hand "A long long time ago, a young boy who had not yet see his denity followed an eagle into climbing a mountain"

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:05:15 AM)
(destiny)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:05:52 AM)
*She smiled as she listened to his story*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:07:02 AM)
"He was young and little and the climb was hard and dificult, his arms would be sore, his knees red but he never relented. At the middle of the night he got to the top of the red rock mountain and stood alone, in middle of the new moon night... "

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:09:07 AM)
*she listened to the story as she watched him*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:09:27 AM)
"He didn´t like to be alone, and hopped the eagle would come. He wait for the rest of the night and when the sun was just hinting about its rise, the kid was glad to hear a powerfull voice say.... " he clears his voice and tries a regal deep voice "Try to be brave, no matter what comes, even if it might kill you. If you remember these words, you will bring great news to your people, and help them"

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:11:28 AM)
He looks at her as he speaks, smiling just a little.... "He waited there, alone, without food or water for a long long time, when his eyes were fading already and his energy was exhausted, the moon in the sky was bright and full" pulls back from her and makes a big circle gesture

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:12:54 AM)
*She watched as he pulled back and made the big circle gesture. Her eyes widened as she watched him seemingly enraptured by his story.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:15:11 AM)
"with exhaustion in his eyes, he looked up to the moon and realized how beautifull she was... if he could look at her again. His eyes were so heavy that he couldnt keep them open again.... When he heard a noise behind.." he leaps suddenly "The mountain red ogre had finished climbing too, and was staying there carrying his deadly two headed spear... " he throws his arms upwards with hs wrists bend to have his hands pointing down and walks with heavy exagarated steps

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:18:16 AM)
*She looked around then saw his exagerated body movements and she smiled wide. She leaned foward a bit to watch him in his performance of mimicing the large orange ogre.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:22:43 AM)
"The young, weak and very handsome... kid, gathered all the energy he could and staggering stood up, to try and face the big evil blue ogre. When he knew there was no way he´d survive, he stood valiantly... " he hang an arm down and bent a knee to look week and shaking... "The blue ogre of the mountain had no pity, even for a young kid like him and aimed at him with his spear and its two heads flew foward like snapping snakes releasing a thundering echo in the night of the mountain top. The kid was mortaly wounded in the stomach when the deadly heads hit... " he holds his stomch and falls to the ground on his knees making a painfull expression and looks up to thes sky "In his last moments, he looked upwards to the moon for the last time"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:28:00 AM)
*she smiled at his mention of the kid being handsome. Though looked a bit sad as the kid seemed like he was about to die though she had a feeling he would survive as he looked to the moon.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:28:24 AM)
"It was then, when he felt his life fading that he remembered those words, be brave, and his eyes reflecting of Luna´s shine were filled of energy, with a renewed strenght and power he stood with the might of Luna itself, with a swing of his hand broke the two headed spear in two and advanced toward the Green mountain ogre, who with horror in his eyes knew the tide had turned against him" he sweeps the air bashing an invisible spear and advanced forward with his fingers spread like if they woud be talons

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:35:54 AM)
(he was orange blue and green lol)*she begins to wonder if the different colors of the ogre had a inner meaning or something. She listened and began to smile brightly as the younge kid gathered up lunas strength*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:36:18 AM)
"The colour changing ogre tried to go back, but soon he was at the edge of the mountain. Is when the young kid got to him and with his fingers, as if eagle´s talons were struke the ogre on his stomach rising him upwards with unnatural strenght" he strikes upwards with both his hands with fingers spread "as the ogre´s blood touched the ground, green patches of grass and flowers grew"

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:36:22 AM)
( ;) )

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:38:00 AM)
*she listened to how the green grass and flowers grew, that she had not expected to hear. Her smile widened ever more as she tilted her head curiously to the side and watched alex continue to tell the tale of kid and ogre*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:40:21 AM)
"With a mighty swing, he tossed the ogre out of the mountain to a deadly fall not even a mountain ogre would survive... exhausted then, the handsome young man feel backwards, looking up at the moon as his eyes slowly faded into darkness.." he falls backards on the floor, looking up at her with dreamy eyes

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:41:21 AM)
*She smiled down at him*what happened to the kid?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:44:09 AM)
"He opened his eyes when the first rays of the sun touched his skin and seven mighty eagles were around him with its legs extended making a circle, his mortal wounds close now by the magic of their wings. Then on their talons they picked him up and took off flying toward the sun... bellow, he seen where once were an arid red desert a green vivid valley sprout"

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:47:47 AM)
"It is said, he soon learned how to fly alone and that he wanderer the world long until he grew a just as handsome adult, until one night... " he stands and kneels in front of her, resting his arms on her legs and looking up to her face "He saw a bright moonshine glow walking on the land, a spark of Luna itself, and he knew his destinty was there and his endless wandering finally come to an end.."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:49:55 AM)
*she smiled down at him* that is a beautiful story rises from ashes-rhya. You would have made a good galliard as well. *she gives him a playful wink at her taunting him about the many aupices he "could" be.*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:51:17 AM)
"But im not done being a new moon yet.. " says as he quick nip her cheek with his lips only and lands on the couch by her with the same momentum of his raise

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:52:47 AM)
*She gasped as he nipped her cheek then when he landed on the couch she lightly swatted at his ankle.* you are an insatiable flirt ya know that?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:53:37 AM)
"mnhmm... but that is partially your fault for being so irresistible.. " says as a matter of fact "yummy too... mnnn.... "

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 3:55:48 AM)
*she laughed at his refrence to her being yummy* You really are a hungry man, must have been all that time on the mountain huh?

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 3:57:08 AM)
"Oh, but i have eat much since then. But now... i have tasted heaven itself, i wonder if i´d be able to resist temptation again..."

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 4:00:07 AM)
"Let's hope so ." *she smiled at him*

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:01:10 AM)
He turns to look at her, folding his knees upwards on the couch a little "Im glad you liked my story, but is the story of eagle-boy, he is handsome as me and stuff"

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 4:06:30 AM)
*Grins at Alec* And you are very handsome. And you travle with a eagel just figured it was a tale about you rises from ashes-rhya.

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:08:28 AM)
"Where there is many coincidences, eagle-boy destiny was written and finished. He vanished the evil from the land and turned the dry, daying valley into a verdant thriving one. My destiny, has not come yet... "

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:08:42 AM)
(there are.. is late, sorry my crappy english)

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:08:56 AM)
(and dying.. -_-)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 4:09:07 AM)
(well get some rest!)

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:09:23 AM)
(will do soon ;) )

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:16:32 AM)
(.)

Natasha Ormanian (Aug 8, 2010 4:22:10 AM)
(soprry had to step afk)

Alec Jay Hawk (Aug 8, 2010 4:23:11 AM)
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