Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:10:07 AM)
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Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:10:18 AM)
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Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:11:58 AM)
*Anneliese stands at the edge of the forest, a hand moving over her belly as she sings a german lullaby softly... almost inaudible*

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:18:23 AM)
Didn't fit in. Not like he was too cool, or too disaffected to fall in elbow to elbow with these foreign, incomprehensibly speaking Tribe-mates of his. Just, at the end of it all, he was too American. Blood was too bastard. Red-haired Fianna's bastard get, of some hero that hadn't stuck around. This wasn't the first song in German he'd heard since coming here. Believe that. But, it was the first sung with the accents of home. He'd been silent as he approached from the wood. One moment she was alone, and the next she could -feel- him. Air was warmer. Charged electric. There was that cloying odor of marijuana. And when she finally notices him, slouching against the tree, arms folded, one leg bent, boot propped against the bark, that cherry red glow brightens like a firefly. Leaves the outline of his features a gleam. Blows out smoke. When she's done, "Thass purty," quiet.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:21:48 AM)
*she blushes a little and a ghost of a smile curves her lips, though it seems odd that it brings a sadness to her eyes... sadness and pride. Her hand moves over the curve of her belly again and she tilts her head head him, leaning against a tree herself* My mother sang it to me... and my grandparents did. It reminds me of home, but it seems to fit here, too.

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:23:58 AM)
There was a wuff of air, a gleam of white teeth in the gloom as the cherry red ember is lowered. "My maw sang Motley Crue, ah'm told," drawled it out. Spat.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:27:09 AM)
*she smiles, real amusement showing for a moment* I wouldn't be surprised if Scratchy taught them something like that. You don't remember her? *her voice gentle in the query, soft... undemanding*

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:30:06 AM)
Glance shifted, and she was able to see the ice gleam of those grey, facetted eyes in the gloom. Scrutiny. Lids narrowed. Mouth hardened, "Naw, ah 'member ole maw jess fine," hoarse rasp. His shrug was slow and apathetic, rolling his shoulders, "Jess don't member her sangin' none." Joint lifts. Red fire. Eyes squint; red-rimmed. Deep inhale.

Skye OOC (Aug 11, 2011 1:41:32 AM)
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Skye OOC (Aug 11, 2011 1:41:37 AM)
(ghosting)

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:43:11 AM)
(gotcha. Did you see last? )

Skye OOC (Aug 11, 2011 1:44:22 AM)
*she watches him closely, empathy there, but no pity as she nods slowly. A bit of a frown darkens her face and she rubs her belly again as if reassuring either herself or the babies she carries inside her... maybe both* Things change. She didn't, but someone will. You'll have home.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:48:22 AM)
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Skye OOC (Aug 11, 2011 1:48:43 AM)
(One moment)

Skye OOC (Aug 11, 2011 1:48:47 AM)
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Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:49:22 AM)
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Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:49:28 AM)
His expression was mildly incredulous. Brow furrowed. Watching her interact with the life growing inside her. Juts his chin out at her. "Y'worried?"

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 1:52:43 AM)
*her lips quirck and she shrugs a little, amusement at herself on her face as she leans against the tree* Always, though I know we'll do our best. We can't be prepared for everything. I want them to be safe... strong... to grow in strength instead of having it beat into them.

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 1:55:22 AM)
There was another flash of white teeth at that. Savage. Cherry red fire. Slow exhale, "Hard on tha maw," snorted, "Bein' hard on tha young." Turned to jut his chin toward the main area of the rural camp, "S'all about makin' em strong," But, he doesn't say safe. She may want it, but he'd never promise it.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:01:01 AM)
*she nods at his words and despite the omission, they seem to reassure her* But worth it. Strong in body, strong in mind... They'll learn to stay safe, we'll teach them. *amusement at her own words crossing her face, she seems to know it's a vain hope, a shot in the dark*

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:05:44 AM)
He watches her through the positive self-talk. He ain't got none of that. Those eyes weigh on her, and this Garou knows he'll eventually end up gutted in some backwater some day. Flicked an ash. Mouth tightened, "Yeah," slurred it low. Flat. Brow furrowed. Drew in on that joint again. Almost thoughtful. In a halo of smoke, "Y'said 'they'. Got 'nother pup?"

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:11:32 AM)
*she watches him, not seeming put off by his manner or the fact that he doesn't seem to agree with her... not scared. She'll bend in the wind and then that iron will reassert itself and she'll stand tall, just as she does now, despite her height. She smiles at the question* I do, though Aden wasn't born from me. I'm carrying twins, though.

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:14:23 AM)
Slid his glance down, "Huh," Considering her. Put out the ember on his boot, tucked it away. "Smaller than ah'd figger fer twins," He was incredulous then, the math not working out. Raked fingernails over that red stubble on his scalp, errantly, "Fuck's Aden, then?"

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:17:24 AM)
*she looks down at the expanding curve of her belly... many don't even show until around the third month... she strokes her hand down the obvious though not large curve and looks up at him, chuckling* I'm only 4 months along. Most girls have just a little bump. Aden is the son of the Fianna kin that Scratchy and I live with.

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:20:13 AM)
Screwed up his expression at that. Let that propped up boot slide. Legs akimbo, as he leaned back against the tree. Arms folded in that too-tight white cotton t-shirt, "They cain't take care a'thar own?" Narrowed eyes.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:24:11 AM)
*she arches a brow at him and shrugs* It's hard for any parent alone. I'm Mommy to him now. *she looks out at the trees again* When I arrived at Shared Blood, I'd walked for weeks... Mark, Aden's father, was the only one to offer me a job... to let me work things out so that I could have space... a start of my own.

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:28:58 AM)
His nod was a subtle shadow in the gloom. Hand scratched at the stubble of red growing on his chin, "Yeah," a pause, "Yeah, ah git it," Then his mouth became a hard line, "Mark," flat. "A fianna was all that'd look after ya?" Voice harder. Static on skin. She felt it rising.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:32:13 AM)
*she shrugs, looking at him, then looking away, a hand coming up to brush over a ridge of scar tissue hidden under a shirt and sweater and she takes a deep breath* Scratchy got me in touch with him... but, yeah... *she looks back at him and tilts her head* And now I have several friends, a mate, my babies... all three of them... and more than that, I have a home again.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 2:35:58 AM)
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Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:37:10 AM)
Chin dipped. A muscle in his jaw moved, catching the gleam of light. Grousing, maybe. Turned his chin. Snorted. Spat. Wiped his mouth, "Better'n it sounded, then," slurred it out. Wiped his hands across his knees, and straightened - amazing how fast he could uncoil from his lethargic, supine leaning. More dynamic now, that static tingle hadn't ebbed. Dry heat buffeting. Grey eyes on her, "Ya git neglected 'gain, you come tell me." Jutted his chin at her, "E'nin'," turned and stalked off like he always does.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:38:48 AM)
*she arches a brow slightly, then nods slowly* I can take care of myself now, but I will. Thank you, Cole. Goodnight.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 2:43:07 AM)
From somewhere in the copse of trees, the sound of a twig snapping indcates the presence of another. Sigyn had spent the better part of the evening with the other kinfolk and was making her way back toward the area where she'd last spotted the others. At first, she didn't quite recognize Anne and Cole. At least, not until she was closer. She was dressed in a pair of denim jeans and thin, striped polo tee beneath a light zippered hoodie. The blonde waves to the two, closing the distance to approach.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:44:33 AM)
*she looks after him, tilting her head, wondering, a question in her eyes. Her head jerks up at the snapping of the twig as as her gait makes her identity clear and a smile curves her lips* Sigyn!

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:44:59 AM)
*despite the joy in the name, her voice is still soft*

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 2:48:01 AM)
"Anne!" her smile was a bright and gleaming flash in the darkness. "Hello..." she replies, casting a glance around them. It was almost a pleasure to revert to English. While she was fluent in German, she'd hardly the occasion to carry on lenghty conversations in the States. It was almost trying to attempt to translate quickly and respond appropriately. Several times, she'd found herself answering a question in English only to be forced to repeat herself in translation.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 2:56:12 AM)
Gutennacht, Sigyn. *she blushes a little* I mean good evening. How are you?

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 2:58:18 AM)
"I'm enjoying our visit. The forest is beautiful. It is almost easy to imagine our tribal lineage pre-dating written history- here." Sigyn wrinkles her nose. "I find myself wanting to explore, yet I am unwilling to venture far on my own and I am hesitant to ask anyone to take time from their more pressing duties to concede to my whims..."

Cole Rutgar (Aug 11, 2011 2:59:00 AM)
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Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:01:10 AM)
*she chuckles at the fact that although Sigyn is speaking english, the actual grammar and word choice is more as if she were still speaking the other language* I can explore with you if you'd like, though really I'd like to learn more about that history... about our ancestors.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:02:16 AM)
"Maybe we can find a Galliard who can tell us more about the Sept?"

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:05:00 AM)
*she nods* I meant more about the tribe, but yeah, I'd love that.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:06:02 AM)
She nods, "Maybe with enough of that lager that everyone has been drinking we can loosen some tongues!" she whispers, with a giggle.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:06:57 AM)
An assessing gaze was given the pregnant kinfolk. "You've not been overdoing it, have you?"

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:08:35 AM)
*she chuckles and nods* Maybe that'll do the trick. *she chuckles and reaches out to give her a hug* No. I rested almost all day after we got here and I've been mostly taking it easy.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:11:34 AM)
Sigyn's arm slips around Anne's waist, and for a moment she drops her head to nuzzle against her shoulder. "Good. I worry about you. Have you and Scratchy managed any alone-time?" Sigyn was nearly disappointed that Captain Awesome hadn't arrived. After all, Trent usually spent time with with Sig when she was bored or lonely. She had long since stopped pestering Lukas for his attention.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:12:17 AM)
"I miss Sara and Trent." she admits.

Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:12:34 AM)
"I'm going to take them a gift, I think."

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:14:27 AM)
*she holds the other woman back, stroking the back of her head and cuddling with her* I'm alright. I'm careful. *she shakes her head* None at all, actually. I know what you mean. I miss Mark and Aden.

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:14:39 AM)
(GTG, I'll still have Skype)

Anneliese Adler (Aug 11, 2011 3:14:43 AM)
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Sigyn Víðarr (Aug 11, 2011 3:15:17 AM)
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