Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 8:31:44 PM)
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Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:31:51 PM)
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Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:32:54 PM)
He moves to follow Billy Bob, moving with a strange mammalian rhythm to his gait. He strides like a loping animal, his knuckles almost dragging along the ground. He sure is built like a gorilla, a Neanderthal hidden beneath all those torn clothes and the wild, greasy facial hair.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:33:34 PM)
( Brb )
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 8:34:11 PM)
*he stops outside the den* sister I have someone you might want to meet
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 8:36:25 PM)
Liberty's den was within sight of the house, in the roots of a persimmon tree, though far enough distant to avoid much of the noise from the porch. Within there was the mewling and crying of many pups, more than it seems she ought to be able to care for on her own. She makes a tired, disgruntled sound, dislodging her pups and creating more of a stir as she pokes her head from the entrance to sniff.
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 8:37:17 PM)
sorry to interupt Sister, but this here dar man is our tribe
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:38:21 PM)
Ol' Logan looks around, his scarred and filthy face contorting as his eye widens. He does look a bit like a madman from prehistoric times. Maybe he was born in the wrong era. Hearing the mewls and yelps of cubs, he cocks his neck in order to stare towards the den. Realizing they're nearby pups, he stops loping forwards. After all, he was Ahroun, his Rage boils off of him as if his blood is turning into steam. He simply snorts and offers a tap to his non-existant hat. "Howdy."
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 8:39:19 PM)
Sister just had pups, so she is tired, but she an I are putting together a pack
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:39:30 PM)
He exudes scents that are at odds with the fresh odours of the wilderness. He smells stale, of smoke and streets and garbage, yet somewhere in the foul mix is the vivid trace of musk. Of Garou.
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 8:39:36 PM)
~ws~ "Need pack?" She perks her ears, watching the other Gnawers from within the confines of the den, not yet emerging and finding herself latched onto again.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:42:43 PM)
He snorts loudly. "Hell, you ain't quick to jump the gun, are you?" He almost cackles, but seems to calm down. He rasps his throat, before rumbling. "Congratulations, sister. Let's hope one of 'em pups are full-blooded." He then smacks his lips noisily, before spitting to his side. Seems like his throat was constantly blocked, his voice sure as hell stayed the same guttural tone. "I ain't runnin' with a pack right now. It's been a while, and with shit bein' as it is, looks like I'll be stayin' 'ere fer a while. You recruitin'?" He raises an eye brow, his scarred left eye remaining the milky white below the scar tissue.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:43:04 PM)
*Let's hope at least one of 'em
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:45:02 PM)
"Ain't right for one of us to be runnin' on his own. So, no shit Sherlock, I'm lookin' for a pack."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 8:45:06 PM)
~ws~ "Wolf need pack, Garou need pack. Liberty have Mountain Prophet and pups, not pack."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:46:50 PM)
Logan eventually nods at Liberty, his human-mind taking some time to fully make sense out of Liberty's wolf-speak. "I tell you one thin', I'd rather be packin' with other children o' Rat than some tight-arsed, stuck up Shadowlord snob."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 8:49:37 PM)
~ws~ "Rat-children adapt."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:51:52 PM)
"Sure we do. We have to. I live in the city, not in the woods. If you ain't ready to take the good with the bad, yer dead meat on the streets. But that don't mean I'd be willin' to run in a pack with someone I can trust further than I can toss 'em." The Ahroun snorts, before wiping his hand on one of his many jackets. "I only run with those I can trust to keep an eye out for my sorry, flea-bitten hide."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:52:06 PM)
"Like family." He adds, after some thought.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:55:35 PM)
"But you two seem like good folk. It's my duty to protect Rat's sons and daughters. You need some muscle?" He grunts, looking between the other two Gnawers.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 8:55:48 PM)
*daughters, after all.
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 8:57:08 PM)
we need threee for the pack, and we need someone we can trust
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 8:59:24 PM)
~ws~ "Garou all fight, muscle part of duty."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:00:05 PM)
"Good!" The Ahroun's throat swells into a guttural guffaw."If mother Rat brought me 'ere to meet u with you, then so be it. What does this pack mean to you? What're are we dealin' with 'ere?" He shrunk down into a crouching position, in order to have his eye on the same level as Liberty's. "True, we all fight. But folk like me fight, and then fight some more, if you get my drift?"
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:00:12 PM)
*meet up
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:00:58 PM)
(( Oooh, just found a good pic for Logan! homeless-bums-tramps41.gif )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:01:06 PM)
(( ...Shit, no workie. )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:01:18 PM)
( http://www.podiumpundits.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/homeless-bums-tramps41.gif )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:01:40 PM)
[That's keen]
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:02:37 PM)
we are intersted in protecting the wyld, and protecting the weak, seeking knowledge against our enemies
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:03:10 PM)
~ws~ "Liberty run with Lost Dogs, learn street survival. Garou find Liberty, teach. Liberty learns, fights, protects."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:04:39 PM)
~ws~ "Many patrons honour fighting without hurts, show clever way to keep Garou alive to fight again."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:06:58 PM)
"Hell, I like you already." Logan chuckles in a guttural fashion, as he points a dirty digit towards Liberty and nods approvingly. He then glances up at Billy, and considers his words. "I'm all 'bout lookin' out for the little guy. I was brought up by the Hood. I know all kinds of hell is let loose on the underdogs in the city. And for the Wyld, sheeeit. I ain't no Theurge, but I know there's jungle in the city. The city has a pulse, too." He remains on his "haunches", crouched down in an almost sitting position.
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:08:15 PM)
I am from the swamps, and hate to see what slickers going out there and dumbing trash everwhere
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:09:08 PM)
( Brb, need to grab my charger. )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:09:25 PM)
[Dude, the American Dream is awesome]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:10:48 PM)
( Back. I know! )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:13:26 PM)
"Hell yeah. The taint isn't only in the wildnerness, nor is it only in the city. I have one condition o' joinin' this pack, and that is that we keep our finger on the pulse o' the streets. I got kin there, and friends, and I ain't 'bout to ditch 'em just yet." He snorts. "Sheee-it, it's our duty as Gnawers to stare in the maw of the Wyrm at the heart of the city and stand strong."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:14:37 PM)
~ws~ "Trash is wise, show things to one who looks."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:17:03 PM)
~ws~ "Liberty part of streets, honours spirits there."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:17:16 PM)
"I'm not surprised. I want to do momma Rat proud and follow her, but hell, I know that even if I followed a different totem and looked out for our fellow men and women, she'd be plreased." Logan adds, scratching at his beard.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:17:25 PM)
*pleased
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:21:28 PM)
"How 'bout you, Billy Bob? Ye willin' to bleed some for the city folk, too?" The Ahroun grins toothily, an eyesore smile akin to a fleshy kamikaze of flesh and teeth.
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:21:39 PM)
~ws~ "Mama Rat want Gnawer care for ones without home." She affirms, flicking an ear as she gets contemplative.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:21:57 PM)
*of gum and teeth.
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:22:59 PM)
*he looks at Logan* I will bleed to protect those who cant protect themselves
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:24:11 PM)
"Then it's settled." The Ahroun spits in his palm, before rising to his full height to shake Billy's hand with his manic grin cleaving his face in two. "I, Big Daddy, will run with you. And Big Daddy ain't one to sign cheques with his mouth that his ass can't cash."
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:26:36 PM)
*he nods and smiles and looks at Liberty with a grin*
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:29:07 PM)
She whuffs, ducking her head in a human-esque gesture, emerging slowly from her den to put her paw on theirs.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:31:29 PM)
The dirty Gnawer seals his hand in the three-way handshake, his calloused skin feeling rough to the touch and somewhat sticky due to the saliva clinging to his palm. He sure seemed to be a bit, well, odd. Gnawers, eh? He clasps his onto theirs, and rumbles. "So who whose leg do we have to hump 'round 'ere to get us bound?"
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:32:41 PM)
~ws~ "Grandmother is mistress of rites. Liberty not know Totem rite."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:34:39 PM)
"Let me guess. You'd be our Theurge then, yeah? And Billy Bob 'ere our dancer. Solid start, eh?" He rumbles approvingly. He then slides his free hand into his dirty pocket, producing a battered pack of cigarettes.
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:36:49 PM)
*he looks at Logan* if ye are going to smoke them you need to head back to the sept
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:38:16 PM)
"Smokin' outdoors is banned now too? Awh hell." He snorts, and decides to stuff the pack back from the murky depths of his pocket. "Sounds to me then that we better get an apointment with good ol' Grandma as soon as possible then."
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:38:48 PM)
no, I am very protective of them pups, since they are Sisters
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:39:08 PM)
~ws~ "Liberty is Almost Lost, sometimes Alice Down the Rabbit Hole, born wolf. Theurge Gnawer of Shared Blood, ready to seek challenge to Adren."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:40:19 PM)
"If they're Garou, it'll take more than some puffin' to get a dent in 'em. But I get you, buddy." The Ahroun grunts, before looking to Liberty. "Call me Big Daddy. Cliath, and born to man. Pleasure to meet you, Liberty."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:44:35 PM)
~ws~ "Smoke go up, not down?"
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:45:44 PM)
"Heh. That one way of puttin' it. But if good ol' Billy boy takes offense, then hell, I ain't one to take a piss on this parade." He mutters, as he licks his dry, chapped lips.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:47:00 PM)
The scruffy bum glances towards the den. "What 'bout your cubs, though? You got someone to look after 'em when you'll be runnin' with us, girl?"
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:47:49 PM)
~ws~ "Many Garou come, give help. Is noisy."
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:49:09 PM)
"Too many chefs in the kitchen, eh? Fair enuff." He replies, before looking towards the plantation. "It'll be gettin' dark soon. I might as well crash 'ere tonight, get to know the sept better an' all that shit."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:55:24 PM)
She flicks an ear, nudging Logan with her nose, then turns to descend back into the den with a yawn.
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:56:47 PM)
Logan allows himself to be nuzzled and he ruffles the wolf's fur if he gets the chance. He then takes a step back, nodding. "I don't want to stay for too long, my Rage will get yer pups in a right twist otherwise."
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:56:47 PM)
[how much totem do we have to work with? I have two, but can buy more]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:57:28 PM)
( I got 1, because I wasn't sure I'd get a pack so quickly. )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:57:46 PM)
[That's enough for American Dream, lol]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 9:57:57 PM)
( Puuurfect. How much does Billy have? )
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:58:33 PM)
((zero but I have exp))
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 9:59:37 PM)
[you can buy two at scene time, i believe, and we can buy one each as well. at least that's how it was last time i did a scene]
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 9:59:58 PM)
((and I have to log, I am getting tired)
Billy Bob Hatfield (Nov 3, 2010 10:00:08 PM)
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Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:00:44 PM)
( Cool. I didn't expect to bump into folk like you this early on. Should we schedule a scene with the ST? )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:01:07 PM)
( And who do you reckon would assume the Alpha mantle? Logan ain't too fuzzed. )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 10:01:54 PM)
[Yes! Except I dunno BB's schedule because he just dropped before I got to that. LAL is the Ranking Gnawer here, aside from NPCs, so would assume the position if not challenged]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:02:43 PM)
( That'd make sense. Logan is more of a Beta anyway I think, or hell, as long as he gets to protect the pack, he'll be satisfied. )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 10:02:56 PM)
[Lemme type up the stuff from these totems and FPM them to you, and we can grab BB's times once we get an ST's attention]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:05:40 PM)
( Sounds good to me! )
Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 10:07:05 PM)
[aight, afw]
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:11:05 PM)
( Test. )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:18:40 PM)
( Dum dee dum. )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:26:24 PM)
( I'll be in the OOC lounge. )
Ol' Logan (Nov 3, 2010 10:26:32 PM)
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Liberty Almost Lost (Nov 3, 2010 10:32:10 PM)
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