Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 3:18:38 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 3:22:21 AM)
It's a clear, warm night... pretty much perfect weather really. Luna's face is shining down on us as we drive where it shows through the breaks in the trees down the backroads here. It's still pretty dark even as so, however, so the driving is done carefully as I follow her jeep. Hitting a deer wouldn't kill me but it'd certainly kill my car and I can't afford a new one.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 3:23:10 AM)
Sigyn parked her Jeep when they reach their destination and exited. She made short work up the walk and entered the house moving straight for the kitchen. She had promised the guys beer, and she tugs a couple out of the fridge for she and Trent. She wiggles out of her flipflops by the kitchen door and gave a grin. "So, did you get full on the shrimp." She started to turn on a few lights, illuminating the space around them.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 3:27:00 AM)
"Not particularly." I chuckle, kicking my own boots off at the door. Feels amazingly free, actually, and I remove my socks along with them. I want to alter my form something fierce, fangs and claws demanding I unleash them for a run, but the urge has to be satisfied for now with being barefoot. "One of these days I'm thinkin' you're going to write a kids book about me called 'The Hungry, Hungry Werewolf'."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 3:32:36 AM)
The oven is preheated. She sniffs, "Not likely. It is good that you have a healthy appetite. You are not flabby. It is healthy." She opens her fridge, and tugs out a pasta salad. She dishes some out, passing it to Trent before moving to take a sandwich roll and filling it with assorted deli meats into an Italian sub that she spritzes with oil and toasts. "Give it ten."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 3:33:59 AM)
When the cheese is oozing and the bread warm, she slices it in half and plates it before the Garou. Sigyn was methodic in her movements. She was sure of herself in a domestic setting, or in a garage for certain. They all had their place, after all.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 3:36:32 AM)
I pat my stomach and chuckle, the werewolf lifestyle and metabolism having kept nearly everything but lean and scarred muscle off it. Still, the more casual I force myself to be, the less my predatory urges begin to pound in my brain. Distraction is the key; focus only makes it worse. I watch her work and then thank her when it's done, taking a bite and feeling some of the cheese burn my mouth. Not minding at all, I take another chomp and then swallow. "It's good, thanks much." I nod. "You've got to have the patience of a saint to be up this late cooking."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 3:38:07 AM)
"It's a sandwich." She shrugs. "Most raids happen at night. Most scouting missions. Being up late is part of a kinfolks M.O." She laughs, "You don't actually think we sleep while you guys are out risking life and limb?"

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 3:47:14 AM)
"Heh, no, I know you're far more active than that." It might just be a sandwich but it's the sentiment behind it too. "You kin ever get affected by the moon phases?"

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 3:48:51 AM)
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Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:06:59 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:07:01 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:08:59 AM)
I work on the sandwich she'd made me with plenty of enthusiasm, finishing it up momentarily. "Out of curiosity... do you kin ever feel influenced by the lunar phase as well?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:15:28 AM)
"Only in the normal ways of women." Sigyns shoulders rise and fall. "Some are more affected than others, of course. But, I think we all feel them." She smiles. "Even the mortal world cannot discredit the effects of lunar phases on lunacy, am I not correct?" Her eyebrow arches. "More crimes of passion are committed." She smiles. "But, of course, I'm not an authority on such things. This is only my opinion." She purses her lips. "I think that we feed off of the emotions around of, of course."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:18:34 AM)
"Well, yes, normal ways aside of course. And yeah, people do seem to get a bit batty around the time of the full moon." Myself included... it's hot in here and my skin is too constraining. My leg keeps bouncing up and down like a kind of grounding wire; bleeding the energy out rather than keeping it all in. I'm in control just... feeling it. Keenly. "Was just wondering. Full moon times I get kinda antsy. Didn't know if maybe ya'll felt some of it too sharing blood and all with us."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:21:17 AM)
Her brow furrows. "Does nothing soothe you?" Sigyn studied Trent. The bouncing leg, the wording of his thoughts. Surely, there was something that could be done to ease his tension. "Exercise? Music? TV?" She offers.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:24:23 AM)
"Don't worry, night of the first true full moon I'll take care of it. Subsides after I hunt." And hunt I shall. There's abundant prey around my apartment and there's a reason you won't see a much graffiti or dealing going on within a certain block radius of it. I suffered at the hands of people like that for years... their turn to feel the pain along with whatever dark spirits drive them on that I can find. "And maybe I'll go for acupuncture too." I joke. "It'll work itself out."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:26:23 AM)
She gave a nod, her brow furrowed as she studied him. "Well, if there is ever anything I can do..." Her grin quirked. "Would you like to sit on the patio? The lake sounds are pretty soothing, I guess." When he pushed his plate aside, she moves to rinse it and place it in the dishwasher. "I can't imagine what it must be like for you." She smiles, "... but then, I was never meant to."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:30:15 AM)
"Hope you never have to know what it feels like, honestly." I tell her with a certain degree of sobriety in my tone. "But I'll let you know if there's anything that'd help. For now, just good company." I move out to the patio with her when she's done, listening to the bugs and frogs down at the lake along with a host of other wildlife that must be present all around us. The night's alive with the sound and have a seat on the patio steps, leaving enough room for her to sit next to me if she wants. "It is pretty tranquil here."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:38:20 AM)
Sigyn nods, sinking down beside Trent. "It is always soothing to live near water. I could sit here for hours, and sometimes I do. Either sit, or swim." She admits. Sometimes, I just float around on a tube, and enjoy myself. It isn't terrible to live here, at all." Sigyn lightly swats at a mosquito that dared to bite her. With a wrinkle of her nose she flicks the offending insect into the water. The fate of the bug would be clear when the familiar sound of a jumping fish is heard shortly afterward. Sigyn's head turns, but only quickly enough to watch the ripples on the water. "Where did you grow up, Trent?" Curiosity flickers in her gaze. "We always talk about me, but not really about you." Her arms extend behind her, and she flexes her body in a stretching position as she lounges with her neck craned back to look at the night sky.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:41:43 AM)
"That's because you're much more interesting." I grin, watching the jumping fish. "I grew up here and there." I shift my torso so I'm facing her as I speak then, angling my body so I don't end up talking to the air or the lake. "I'm in West End now but I pretty much bounced all around the city as a kid. Never stayed in particularly, shall we say, elegant conditions. You name a neighborhood and odds are I lived in it for a few months at least. Especially back in 95' when all the flooding came in... was a mess. I'm a bit of a stray, heck, doubt anyone ever expected I'd even change."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:44:19 AM)
She nods, and considers. "How very different than life in a Sept. One knows from a fairly young age what is expected of them. There isn't much moving around, and for the most part - the families that you know will always be around you. Of course, violence and death is a constant sobering reminder that the battle still rages." She tilts her face slightly to give Trent her full attention. "But... you know your place. You find where you belong. I think that would be different, if you never established permanent ties. Did you? Belong to a Sept. One that your parents called their own?"

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 4:47:16 AM)
"This is the first sept I've ever visited." I shake my head. "I didn't even know about the Garou or any of this until the change." Didn't even suspect. Having the already diseased skin of the world ripped off in front of your eyes to show you the even worse rot underneath wasn't pleasant. "I get the blood from my Dad, Mom's kin though I didn't know that until recently. He's alpha of a group of Fenrir calling themselves Twilight's Children but what sept they're a part of... couldn't even tell you. I wasn't the most receptive to being educated by him."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 4:50:22 AM)
She thinks for a long moment. It was obvious there was something that she wanted to say, but she did not wish to upset the Modi so close to his moon. "It is the first Sept other than my own that I have visited as well." Sigyn admits, finally. "I suppose we could have wound up in far worse places and with far worse people. Our tribe is strong, the members, good. It is refreshing."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:00:20 AM)
"No complaints about it from me. I like it here. Don't plan on moving on." Probably be buried here. I see a flicker of something on her face and wonder if her words were everything she was going to say but then decide she's a grown girl and knows her own mind. The smell of the lake water filters through my nostrils as the evening wears on. "It's nice to have the greater purpose here in the sept. Fighting the other night was... invigorating. Not just fighting to fight but for a greater cause than any one person in it. I'm not some Child unifier but that's what the People need... more unity. More common enemies. If we had that then who knows how far we could take it; even rip out the black heart of the Wyrm itself."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:04:31 AM)
She laughs. "Now you truly sound like a Fenrir." She lightly nudges him with her shoulder. "Keep this up and you will be climbing the Ranks before we know to look out for you!" She seems to think. "I don't think I will be moving on either. I think I was sent here for a reason. Gaia knows, I have enough reasons to not go back to the Heart of the Sea. I have reasons to go back, but I think that the time has come that I make my place elsewhere."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:11:03 AM)
"Won't be long until I'm a Fostern." I grin. "And from there... sky's the limit." Until I finally meet the one thing out there that was tougher than me and it drags me down. It's the life of a Fenrir, the part we don't talk about that often but all acknowledge, that none of us are going to die in our beds as elderly men or women. "I'm glad to hear you'll be around for a while. Much as you like it here I'm sure it's not easy being away from the rest of your family. Well, probably easier where your brother is concerned."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:13:35 AM)
She nods. "It is getting easier. I am comforted by the friendships that I have found." Sigyn stretches on the dock, laying all the way back with her blonde hair splayed out around her. Her fingers interlace and she pillows her head on her hands. "And then, there is the possibility that I might find more with Lukas." She smiles. "I think that the thought of a home and children that are mine goes far to settle me that this is the place that I should be." She yawns, her nose wrinkling, "I want these things. I want them while I am young and can enjoy them."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:18:28 AM)
"No time like the present and all. He seemed pretty into you the other day over at my place. Prolly won't be long." Heh, then again, perhaps that was also spurred on some by my presence. Lukas is good people but there's nothing wrong with helping 'inspire' a fellow Garou to step up and realize what he wants or doesn't want. "Then you can join the ranks of the baby explosions." A toothy grin. "I'd want 'em younger too; plus, better for your health that way."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:21:03 AM)
"In Gaia's time." Sigyn smiles. "I will not keep rubbing my stomach and mooning calf-eyed over that which I can't have. There is alot for me to keep myself occupied with, and if Lukas will not have me - another will. I believe that I will be fine either way. Captain Jack-rhya would surely not allow me to be mated to any Fenrir who was not worthy of offering for me. He is acquainted with my grandmother and is perhaps aware of her own designs for me." She giggles, "My grandmother is a very opininated Godi. I am sure that she has much to say on what sort of Garou that I shall end up with."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:25:00 AM)
"Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match..." I trail off, chuckling. "No doubt she likely does." Captain Jack and Grams have probably got it all planned out. Never understood it before my change but some werewolves I've heard of even make it like a eugenics project, trying to breed better warriors. I get it in concept; wolves don't go for the lesser of two options since the pack has to remain strong and fit. "If there's one thing this sept doesn't lack it's Garou." A nod. "You'll be fine. Then you'll get to chase the little rugrats from dusk 'til dawn while learning every possible meaning of the phrase 'sleep deprivation'."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:31:35 AM)
Sigyn lightly kicks Trent on the hip. "Hey, not cool. You make it sound so emotionless. Can you imagine? Not even knowing a person and being forced into a mating?" She shakes her head. "Such an arrangement would never work for me, I don't think. What if there could never be love? Or Passion? I do not think I would enjoy a mating that was loveless."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:35:02 AM)
I laugh when she kicks me, grabbing her foot and then... and then the urge to let my claws pop out begins to grow and I release it, leaning back against one of the posts of the patio. "I'm not a very philisophical guy... at least not without more beer... but I kinda got some thoughts on love. See, people talk about falling in and out of it, losing it, finding it... I think that's a crock. Love's not an emotion, it's a choice. You choose to act loving someone; being kinder to 'em than maybe they deserve and treating 'em in a manner that's honorable. Lust, passion, infactuation... they all go hand in hand with it of course. But love... yeah, I think that's more a choice." Then I wave my hand. "But, not exactly the voice of experience here talking. It hasn't gone so well in the past."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:37:48 AM)
She laughs, "By your reasoning you could fall in love with anyone you've a mind to." She wrinkles her nose. "I can't imagine much rousing passion in that." She smiles, "Perhaps you should leave the subject to the Galliards. I don't know that I've ever truly been in love. What I feel for Lukas is different, of couse, than the ... you know.... the boys back home. If you want to call them that." Her lips purse. "But if you love someone and it's only -half- of a whole... and they don't love you in return, is that really love?" Sigyn giggles. "Oh, Trent. I don't know. I'm too young to know very much about it at all, I think sometimes."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:42:12 AM)
"Heh, by my reasoning I could act loving to anyone I wanted to, yep." I smirk, amused. "But yeah... I'm no Galliard. Don't know much about it first hand. I'll let you know when I get more experience under my belt." And the last time I'd started to indulge in lust it had gone wrong, horribly wrong, and someone had bled because of it. Instinct can't simply be turned off but the Rage is so much more than that. Even just now, for example. "I'll stick with the killing stuff and letting the storytellers sort out the emotional stuff. I'm sure you'll sort it out in your head before you end up commiting and all that. Lukas is good and honorable people, hard-pressed to think of a nobler Fenrir I've met."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:46:31 AM)
"Yes, but by acting in a kind manner and being in love isn't the same thing. That's what I'm afraid of the most. That I will be chosen because of my worthiness as a kin. Oh, that I will be treated in a kind enough way. I'll be given children to love and who will love me. But, I want more than that. I think most people do. Men, women, we all want someone who will be utterly devoted to us. I was named after the goddess of fidelity and devotion. I suppose that may be why I've always considered these things so ... very important. I don't think I'd like very much to be mated in name alone. I wouldn't like for my mate to... be with other women - no matter the precautions that he took."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:50:58 AM)
"Most Garou'd echo the sentiment... we're a territorial lot. There's a certain ease in some of their approaches to just one night stands but it kind of shorts them something in the long run." I cock my head, looking at her. "You get that sense of devotion and wild passion from Lukas? There's different kinds of devotion and all, different ways of showin' it... but there I go playing Galliard again." A grin. "I'm not worried about it for your sake; you've got a good head on your shoulders are are more than capable of deciding how things're going to go down for your own."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:53:57 AM)
She turns her face. "Lukas and I have never done anything to compromise my virginity. Of course he has been with other women, we all know that his babies were not from any honorable mating, but... a fling." She flushed. "He did try to do the right thing, you know. He offered to mate the woman in question, but she would not have him and I suppose that the Elder did not press the issue." She gave Trent a glance. "Do I feel that he is devoted to me?" She sniffs. "Not in the slightest. I think that he's not quite decided what he wants to -do- with me. I've been rather difficult, I think."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 5:55:40 AM)
"Well... other than the obvious." She smirks. "I know that I'm not... unattractive... to alot of men."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:57:56 AM)
"Weren't suggestin' you two did... nor would it be any of my business." Good to know, I suppose? "But yeah, he's got the kiddos. Matters more, I'd think, if his thoughts on the subject and if it's something you'd forgive him of." Look at me, I'm a regular Captain Awesome Doctor Phil hybrid. "No, you're a desirable kinfolk and of good breeding. But, like you said, what you're lookin' for is something beyond the superficial. Way you're describin', ball's in Lukas' court now. Up to him which way he wants to play the game. Ah well... in Gaia's time. It'll get resolved and he'll make up his mind."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 5:58:18 AM)
what're this thoughts*

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:02:14 AM)
"Still, he has behaved honorably." She grins, "... I've been a shrew. Do you know I actually told him that I wouldn't have less than love?" Her hand lifts and she closes her eyes as her fingertips rest on her temple. "It's a wonder he hasn't drowned me in that damn ocean. I suppose that says something for me, right?" She winks. She nods. "Yes. the 'ball' is certainly in his 'court.' Do you know that I feel like I've been walking on eggshells for days. I never really know how close to be or what to day. I offered to watch his children while he was away and he dismissed me easily. He's got the other kinfolk for that, what does he even -need- me for? One would think that if he seriously wished for me to be the future mother of his children he'd want me to spend -time- with them. I've not gotten to be alone with them at all." Sigyn wrinkles her nose. "Okay, I'm being weird and ungrateful." Her hand presses through her hair. "They've just lost their mother, Lukas is totally new to this parenthood thing, and the o

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:02:46 AM)
"... the other kinfolk live in his packhouse. It's terribly convenient for them to watch the babies. I just feel... I don't now... left out?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:03:43 AM)
(know)

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:04:17 AM)
(what to say.)

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:06:36 AM)
"Nah, makes snese to me you'd feel so. Something ol' Lukas could set to rights if he's serious." It would, after all, be a good idea for her and the kids to get to know one another if they're going to be trying to forge a life together. Then again, I'm not exactly an avatar of normality from a successfully parented childhood myself. Maybe it's a pack thing or maybe the target of her affections is just being a booger... yep, definately not a Galliard. "Sounds like a fine line to tread with the kids. One one hand, you want to know 'em. On the other, it might not be the best time if they just lost their mother. Puts you in a bit of a spot."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:09:43 AM)
"Yes." she frowns. "... I could back out, I suppose. But damned if I want to. I feel like I'm... not being a very good kinfolk. I pray to Gaia and to the Great Wolf that I will be forged of stronger mettle. I do not want to be jealous, or bitter, or weak." She gave a small smile, and sat up once more, pressing her back to the nearest pole to Trent's feet so that they could at least not strain their necks while they were speaking. "I'm sure that this too is a part of something more. At any rate, I've gotten to buff up my firearms practice. I've been working with my rifle for a few months now. I think I'm finally getting the hang of it."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:09:59 AM)
"It is amazing tension relief."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:14:32 AM)
"Jealous, bitter, weak... feh, ain't a one of us that's perfect anywhere in this whole world. We've all got our little issues to deal with. Luna knows I've got mine." I pull my knees up slightly, resting my arms atop them, resting on my legs as I keep hearing the lake making it's nighttime life noises. Hard to believe New Orleans is just right over there when one's sitting out here. "I never learned how to use a gun but I can only imagine it's a lot of fun. A little bit of trigger pull and a smiley face blown in the target can prevent a good number of people from climbing water towers." I laugh. "Captain Jack's ward... Elise I think her name is? Was hearing about shooting from her too. Ya'll could form a club."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:17:42 AM)
She nods. "That would be fun. I mostly practice here, alone. You're welcome to join me. I was gifted a rifle when I left home. Not that you probably have any use for it, but there are places that a Garou can't shift where a gun might come in handy. I suppose you never know?" She seemed to debate this for a few moments. Her attention caught on the glow of the city, fading in the dawn skies. She had followed Trent's gaze, but did not press him to ask him his thoughts. After all, so near his moon, she didn't want to be an aggravating female.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:19:57 AM)
"That'd be a good way to get some exercise." I grin, humor glinting off my gray eyes. "I run in zig-zags, you can take pot-shots." I bump her shoulder with my fist gently to let her know I'm kidding. "I might at that one night, if only to see how they work. I've played video games and seen 'em before, of course, been shot a few times too. Just never got around to learning how to use one myself. Would be useful. As of now I tend to follow the 'up close and personal' approach. Might not always be feasible."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:24:40 AM)
She nods. "I'd be happy to show you a thing or two. Granted, I'm rather a novice but I am coming along." She sighs, "You know, I was nearly looking forward to shooting at you. I'd only try to clip you, of course, but my aim isn't what it ought to be. You may be healing some major firepower." Her nose wrinkles at the thought. "In fact, no, I wouldn't even want to see your leg so torn and mangled. I would never be able to forgive myself."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:29:58 AM)
"It'd heal. You'd have to shoot me with a pretty big round or silver to get it to slow me down much. All the same, yeah, provided I'm not freaking out in a berserk rage if we could avoid stabbing me with bullets that'd be wonderful." I'm chuckling as I say it as if the thought of being shot is almost comical. Less so her doing it but the idea in general. "I can brawl with the best of 'em but shooting, using weapons... lacks that personal touch of just sinking ones claws around an enemies throat and digging until you hit bone." Then, feeling perhaps that was a touch morbid. "You're right though. I can't always rely on being able to change shape so a gun'd make a good back-up option."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:32:02 AM)
"Oh, Trent, listen at the bloodlust - you're positively barbaric." She laughs, and relaxes against the deck. "Remind me to invest in some marijuana for the next full moon. I have to keep you mellow!" She winks. "Of course you are among the best of them. You are Fenrir. How could you be anything less?" She declares with loyalty.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:35:58 AM)
"Rawr, do what I can." I chuckle, though she's not far off the mellowing idea. "Yeah... you can no doubt see it brings out the more violent side of me." My skin still itches, almost as if I were writhing though of course I'm not, and the sensation is akin to a minor sunburn as Luna pulls at my blood. Compels me into action. Challenges me to make the best use of my gifts that I can. "Swear, when she's up there shining like that it's enough to make a guy get hairy and run around on four legs with wild abandon."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:41:08 AM)
"Maybe you should. There is plenty to hunt." She gestures around the lake. "You could easily lose yourself in the Bayous for a few hours." Sigyn smiles. "Some day, maybe we could hunt together. Not when Luna is so high, but, when you are more collected. I would like that. We can agree to make a meal of it. I can do some amazing things with gaming birds or wild rabbit."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:43:36 AM)
"Later maybe, after you turn in, I will." I nod. "Would feel good to stretch my legs." The idea of hunting together brings a smile to my lips and it does actually sound fun. Between her with a rifle and myself with a nose and teeth we'd be able to flush out abundant game I figure. My wild instincts aren't the sharpest honed but I can hazard my way through it using instinct. Hopefully. "I'll have to try and avoid being eaten by an alligator too."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:48:22 AM)
"I'm sure that no alligator is a match for you." Sigyn lifts her chin. She seemed quite sure of it. After all, he was Garou. He was Fenrir. "If you do run into an alligator I expect a purse, at the very least.... maybe a belt or some pumps. Promise me!" Her eyes glint with a teasing flare. "But you might be wary for snares. Traps. All the poachers are never really stopped." Sigyn sighs.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 6:51:37 AM)
"Bet they'll stop if I break into their cabin in the middle of the night, traps in tow, and clamp them onto delicate areas." I snort. "You have a problem with those often out here?" Freakin' people... can't just leave well enough alone. "Good deal though... I'll get you a gator bag if I can but, if not, would a poacher bag work just as well?"

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 6:54:51 AM)
She smiles, "Gee, Trent. You sure know how to treat a girl." The laughter was easy, and she wrinkles a nose. "Do you really want a mouth full of their delicate areas? I'm just saying... One would think a pound of flesh is a pound of flesh but.... Gaia! Really!" Her eyes flashed as she coninued to lightly continue the banter that flows. She folds her hands on her stomach, and her feet lightly tap to an unseen rhythm as she glances over the lake. "One always hears of poachers, in these areas. People can only hunt alligators and other game in season. But, some people don't seem to mind the conventional rules."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 7:01:15 AM)
"Hmm, s'pose they'd have to be a really handsome poacher for that." I wink. "But I'll reserve it on a case by case basis. Mama didn't raise no dummy though; I treat my gal pals right." Though that they're out here, setting traps, irks me. For one, she could get hurt. For two, she could get hurt. For three, it's disrespectful to the land. And for four, I don't like it. Four really good reasons to make an example out of one of 'em and maybe curry some favor with a gator spirit or two in the process. "That's just sad they're out there ruining things. Hunting is one thing, poaching is another. I dislike killing for trophy and that's all they're doing."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:08:31 AM)
"I've never seen a handsome poacher." Sigyn said honestly. "Or... any poacher for that matter. Rather like the boogey man. You always hear the horror stories from the others who live further down the lake. Dog or a cat in a trap, property destruction, and in the worst cases, a leg or a foot." She shrugs, "They don't exactly come to the neighborhood barbeques or even hang in one spot, you know."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 7:12:13 AM)
"Bet they leave a scent though. And they've got to go out sometime to check their traps." And that's where they could be easily caught if one had the time to wait. "Sounds like a fun hunt."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:13:04 AM)
She smiles, "At least it will keep you occupied. You can thank me later." Sigyn stretches and wiggles a little as she yawns. "Dawn comes too soon, Trent. I will probably sleep until noon."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:13:16 AM)
"Then, I have a few appointments to keep."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:14:40 AM)
"I schedule most of my repairs between one and six. Unless it is something I am doing out of the garage. Like today. I have a riding mower half-way apart. But, I should have it running by nightfall."

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 7:15:40 AM)
"Sorry, I keep you up way too early way too often." I stand, extending a hand to help her up. "Thanks for the hospitality, as always." I'm feeling a bit tired myself but not until I've had a run. Once she goes in I'll take animal form and go for a dash around the block to see what might be found.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:17:51 AM)
She debates, "I may even have time to finish up some painting in these apartments in the 9th ward. I'm helping out one of the builders, something Mads set up for me." She takes his arm and lets him pull her to her feet. She rubs her numb backside from the time they've spent sitting on the docks. "Come here, Trent!" Sigyn tugs him close for a hug. "You be safe out there, okay?" She wrinkles her nose. "Oh, and if you get hurt. Listen, I keep a key under one of those fake rocks under the bush by the kitchen door. I'm sure you can find it, just move a few of them around. If you are hurt - ever. Come here. It's always safe. I have ammo, guns."

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:18:42 AM)
"Or... you can call!" She yawns, her face wrinkling.

Trent Richter (Jun 13, 2011 7:20:28 AM)
"I will." I hug her back, not too hard. "Same for you... you're ever in trouble or even have a weird feeling, give me a call if you're away from the sept. I'll rendevous with you and we'll figure out what's up." Stepping back then I figure I best not keeping her awake any longer. I drop to all fours, fur sprouting out of my flesh as clothing disappears into my pelt, a large timber wolf in place of where I'd been previously. I give my tail a swish of farewell, bump her hand with my nose, and step down off the patio.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:21:38 AM)
"I'm so tired." She blinks, suddenly feeling weighted with fatigue. "Sometimes, I think I need a vacation." Her lips curve, and her hand lightly curls around his muzzle in a gentle and friendly manner while he takes in her scent. She turns, and walks to the house, watching him begin to lope off in wolf form.

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:21:49 AM)
(later hon, I am out like Seacrest)

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:22:00 AM)
(I am sleepy)

Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 13, 2011 7:22:04 AM)
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