Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:07:58 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:08:39 AM)
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Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:09:07 AM)
He carries the five year old into Sigyn's cabin, a small girl of mixed race in one of her grandfather's white t-shirts. He leaves the great dane outside, content with a pig ear.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:11:20 AM)
I follow them inside while remaining quiet lest I wake the little girl, patting the dog on the head on my way by if it seems friendly but otherwise leaving well enough alone. Cute little kid, yep, if I were Mads it'd be lead pipe vanguard time.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:17:14 AM)
Sigyn leads him to a downstairs bedroom. There he can hear the girl if she wakens and cries out. The door was left cracked so light would spill inside. Sigyn knew how frightening it could be to awaken in the dark at strange place. She had many such troubled nights when she'd first arrived.
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:21:13 AM)
He stays downstairs with the girl for a few minutes, making sure she's settled, and leaves his hoodie with her so she has something comforting, then heads upstairs to socialize with the adults.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:22:09 AM)
While Mads got the little one settled I'd asked Sigyn to point me towards the basic kitchen stuff and, true to my word, was in the process of getting out something for a lighter second dinner as she'd mentioned in the tribal grounds.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:24:02 AM)
Sigyn made her way to the kitchen. She smiled to Trent, and sat on a barstool while she waited for Mads. "So, wahtcha making?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:24:07 AM)
(whatcha)
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:24:47 AM)
Mads comes back out with a smile and a yawn. 'Can you make sure coffee comes with it?'
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:26:10 AM)
"Home receipe, very top secret." I smirk teasingly. "Just some chicken that I'll spruce up a bit with some of that cajun rice there. And while that defrosts..." I get the coffee machine going per Mads request.
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:28:06 AM)
'So, remind me to clean up after Frederick on your lawn.'
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:32:46 AM)
"Its fine, leave it. The rain will come." She shrugs.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:34:27 AM)
I keep the noise to a minimum as I work so as not to wake the kiddo; chicken in a glass pan sprinkled with some garlic and onion powders, pepper, and a dash of italian seasoning. Put in the oven at three-fifty degrees for twenty five minutes I help myself to a beer from the fridge, coming back around to rejoin them. "Coffee'll be up soon."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:36:17 AM)
"I'm sure Mads will be grateful." Sigyn smiles, "Me too, I think. I'm tired."
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:37:45 AM)
He reaches over and rubs Sigyn's back. 'Am I going to find you downstairs cuddled around Takana? Because if I do I'm afraid the pictures will be up all over everything tomorrow.'
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:38:41 AM)
I settle into one of the chairs and prop back comfortably, taking a drink and chuckling. "There'd go your tough-gal rep."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:42:36 AM)
She laughs. "No. I think I'm safe. My rep is solid."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:48:42 AM)
I get up after a moment and bring out a cup of coffee for each of them, starting the rice going in the microwave, and then sitting down again. My bones ache a little from helping to fill the ditches when I should have been sleeping but otherwise this chair feels like a little peace of paradise. "Yoda'd probably warn you about overconfidence." I amusedly.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:49:00 AM)
say amusedly*
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:49:14 AM)
((Sorry, Nick is sick and thus his spelling is subject to suckage))
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:54:05 AM)
"You sound like you don't have any faith in me..." she sighed.
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 3:56:30 AM)
'She's always been a sucker for a sweet baby.' He says with a wry smile at Trent.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 3:57:10 AM)
She nods, "I do love babies."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 3:58:56 AM)
"They are cute." I also can't help but think about how fragile they are too... how easily broken by a careless werewolf or even a loving parent who loses their temper one night. "Your grand-daughter looks pretty sweet natured, Mads."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:05:35 AM)
Sigyn's eyes widened. She didn't want to think about any of those things. She stands to grab the milk and add it to her coffe. Her brow furrows. "I think that happens far less often than you think."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:06:40 AM)
((Sorry, he wasn't trying to be a buzz kill, was an internal thought))
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 4:07:38 AM)
'She's very sweet when she's sleeping. 'He says with a smile. 'And very much a busy body when she's awake.'
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:10:37 AM)
(Sorry)
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:10:42 AM)
(I misread dlp)
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:10:59 AM)
Sigyn just creams her coffeeeeeeeeeeee and then turns back to the table. "Aren't they all?"
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:11:17 AM)
"Heh, I can only imagine." I chuckle. "Does she live with you? Or just visiting?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:17:38 AM)
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Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:17:59 AM)
Sigyn gave Trent a glance. "Do you come from a big family, Trent?"
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:19:45 AM)
I shake my head no. "Only child of a single mother. Were a lot of kids the same age as me in most the apartments we lived in though so I didn't lack for company. Wasn't bad when I hit the baby-sitting years either. They didn't last long though."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:20:42 AM)
She nods. "I also lived in a big Sept. Gender roles were very clearly defined, more often than not. I often took care of the younger ones."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:23:07 AM)
"It's hard for me to imagine in many ways how it was like to grow up around a sept. This one here seems pretty supportive but I'm not sure if they're all like that or if this one is a bit of a shining diamond. Did you enjoy living in a big one?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:23:31 AM)
"Very much. I was always proud to be AEtling."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:27:09 AM)
"You act with honor from everything I've seen thus far." I nod.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:29:44 AM)
"I was the only natural child of my Father. Feast-Brighter-rhya was a well-respected Garou. He was very indulgent, but nothing came without a price. Other than gifts that one expects, the wants of a daughter were offset by performing tasks or learning a new skill."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:31:36 AM)
"He sounds like he was a hell of a guy. I bet his spirit is proud of you too." I nod. "And I'll always be thankful for the way you made me welcome from the get go."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:32:42 AM)
"I suppose that is why I am so mechanically inclined. I often worked with one of the Engineers on a rusty-old boat engine that should have been replaced long ago.... We kept her sea-worthy..." She spoke fondly of her youthful memories. "Then, when I was interested in cars, I learned to work on other types of engines." She smiles, "You can thank my mother for the hospitality. She is ever gracious. A woman with more patience I have never seen. We... have not spoken in some time. She lives in the home of her eldest child, my half-brother."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:34:30 AM)
"Or my Grandmother. But she is Godi and has grown rather eccentric in her age."
Mads Jacobsen (Jun 6, 2011 4:35:10 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:36:05 AM)
I listen to her reflect on her youth and moreso than the story itself I like the way she can speak of it so fondly. Of how she'd work on things like that or even had an active, indulgent parent. I glance over towards Mads who looks like he might've drifted off then take another drink of my beer, chuckling. "Eccentric's not a bad thing though. I love working with the elderly."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:36:36 AM)
She nods, "She would be in War-form if you made her feel at all inept."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:36:52 AM)
She turns to assit Mads with bundling his grandaughter and saying goodbye.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:38:46 AM)
While she does that I pull the food out of the oven and start getting everything set-up, bringing it over to the table. "Bon apetite." I say with my best (not that good) French accent then, returning to my normal voice, "I'll be nothing but respectful then if I should ever meet her."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:40:31 AM)
"That's sweet. My home Sept is in Maine." Sigyn picks up a fork. She sniffs with appreciation. "It smells awesome. It's nice to have someone cook for me for a change."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:42:27 AM)
"My pleasure, I like cooking actually. I couldn't market it or anything but it gets me by. Hope you like." I try a small bite and nod, it's just a hint dry but was pulled out in time to prevent it from being overly done. "You've fed me enough... even now, I'm feeding you with your own food."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:44:09 AM)
"You cooked it. Buying groceries is the easy part...." She assures. Sigyn smiles, "Besides, I am an avid coupon saver. I'm quite pro at it, I think." The girl buffed her nails on the silky lycra material of her red V necked blouse. "I cut them from the Sunday Paper. The only one I don't read online."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:46:08 AM)
"Like in that TV show?"I ask, that one where they get a thousand dollars woth of groceries for fifty bucks. "That's pretty cool. I could probably save a lot if I had the patience to do it. Hmm. Might not be a bad idea to start, could open up some wiggle room in the monthly budget."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 4:46:45 AM)
"I've not seen that show." She apologizes. "I'm not much of a TV person. Movies, sometimes. The Redbox can be your best friend in an empty house in the middle of the woods..."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 4:50:47 AM)
"I don't watch much TV either." I chuckle. "So, not to get overly personal but, how is it that you do live here by yourself? I'd kinda figured you'd have been snapped up. Or are you and Mads kind of a complicated thing?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:04:42 AM)
"Mads is nearly old enough to be my Grandfather. I suppose if there were anyone, it would be Lukas. He's not interested. Trust me, he told me quite plainly. I am eighteen. Most of the Fenrir males are already paired." She shrugs. "It just, works out that way."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:08:12 AM)
Huh... well, with back rubs and forehead kisses I'm not sure Mads feels quite the same way but, then again, I'm not the best at judging these things. Lukas I only saw briefly in action myself and he was definately a potent werewolf; why he's not interested I've no clue. "Well, who knows what the future holds." I answer, taking a drink. "Hope I didn't dredge up bad memories by asking."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:10:21 AM)
She shakes her head, "No... not bad. Mads and I understand each other. I have explained the situation to him most clearly. Lukas, hs explained himself to -me- quite clearly. Ironic, no?"
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:15:59 AM)
"Bit of a pyramid effect, huh?" I ask, taking another bite. "Still... I somehow very much doubt you're going to languish away as a spinster."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:20:13 AM)
"Who's languishing?" She wrinkles her nose. "I have plenty of male interaction. There is Andy, Jack, and you!"
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:22:22 AM)
"Poor word usage, don't mind me over here. Just meant... a hell, I don't know." I laugh, grinning. "You're alright people Sigyn; despite what your knuckles tell the world. "
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:24:06 AM)
"I was young." Her nose wrinkles.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:24:14 AM)
"Whateves, I still like them."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:26:36 AM)
"So do I. I'm just playing." I reassure her... yep, got that foot in my mouth now and it tastes like fur, claws, and gym socks. "Beer, lack of sleep, good company... just speaking more freely than I might otherwise. Next time someone knocks me out it'll reset me back to normal. Then I'll go about pulling things apart like a proper Ahroun."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:46:24 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:50:03 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:51:17 AM)
"So do I. I'm just playing." I reassure her... yep, got that foot in my mouth and it tastes like fur, claws, and gym socks. "Beer, lack of sleep, good company... just speaking more freely than I might otherwise. Next time someone knocks me out it'll reset me back to normal. Then I'll go about pulling things apart like a proper Ahroun."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:52:02 AM)
"I know... you like to tease me. Someday, I'm going to ask you what it is about me that makes all of you think I'm your sister." She turns her coffee cup on the table and sips.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:54:50 AM)
"Never had a sister. I think of you as a friend at the moment." I shrug. "So, yep, I like teasing, joking, hanging out, and generally associating with you."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:57:14 AM)
She shakes her head, "It was my turn for joking. I totally get one." She returns.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 5:59:28 AM)
I blink then laugh, wondering if she really means it but then deciding not to question. "Yeah, that you did." I rub the back of my neck briefly. "One of these days I'll wise up to you yet."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 5:59:46 AM)
"I'm pretty uncomplicated." Her nose wrinkles.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:01:51 AM)
"And a good hostess." I toast her with my beer. "Get you anything more?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:02:25 AM)
"No!" She shakes her head, and stands to clear her plate. "You've been hella awesome. I can take it from here..." She walks to the coffee pot, and refills her cup.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:06:03 AM)
"Do what I can." I smile, swiveling in the chair to remain facing her as she walks to the coffee. "Ever consider getting a guard dog out here? Give you a heads up if there's company when one of us isn't around?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:06:40 AM)
"No. I'm too close to the treeline. There is no way I want to keep a dog especially with wolves so close."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:07:00 AM)
"I wouldn't want to inadvertantly offend a Talon."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:10:24 AM)
Good enough reason I suppose though the thought of a kin being isolated out here doesn't seem as secure as it could be. Maybe she's got a shotgun loaded with silver buckshot under her pillow. "Good point."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:12:25 AM)
She nods. "Captain Jack is my Guardian. I am sure that if he thought I was unsafe, he'd send someone out to stay with me or order me somewhere else. I like it here. It's lonely, but, it's starting to be home?"
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:15:02 AM)
"It's a great spot; especially with the Lake right out there. I like the isolation myself... would give the freedom to pretty much do whatever one wanted without having people gawk." Good fences make good neighbors and not having any neighbors for a mile or two is even better. "Feels home-like to me. Warm, relaxing, full stocked fridge... life is good."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:16:16 AM)
"Thanks, I'm glad you like it. You're always welcome to visit."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:17:44 AM)
"Much appreciated. I'm sure I'll become a fairly regular haunt on your front stoop there." I grin. "Heh, feel like I am already, actually. Sure I can't help you clear the dishes?"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:26:35 AM)
She shrugs. "No, I don't think so. You cooked. It's a simple matter of rinsing them and dropping them in the dishwasher." She started to put the leftovers away. "You're not such a bad fixture. Right down handy, if you ask..." She laughs.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:29:35 AM)
"Food-cooker, light-changer, break-dancer... I do it all. Except that last one." I laugh in turn. "I think I'd hurt myself doing the last."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:32:29 AM)
"Oh come on, you can show me a few dance moves. I have no rhythm. None." She laughs.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:35:41 AM)
"Hard to dance with no music." I stand up from my chair, leaning against the table and looking at her with my arms jokingly crossed over my chest. "And I'm all self-concious, if I'm dancing you have to be too. Otherwise like the song says... nervous feet have got no rythmn either. Or guilty feet. Either way."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:39:03 AM)
"There is a stereo, there is my i-pod dock, there is my laptop.... Then there is the tv.... If you really wanted music. I could give you music." Her hand lifts to rest on her hip, and she seemed quite sure.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:40:46 AM)
"I leave it up to you." I laugh, jokingly boasting. "You were the one who thinks I can show her some moves. Of course, if I end up breaking your furniture with the sheer majesty of my grace, I can't be held responsible."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:45:14 AM)
She walks to the i-pod dock in her kitchen. She hands him her device. Her collection is vast. Mostly classic to modern rock and metal. Some of the more popular hits from the last several decades are also found therin.
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:48:38 AM)
"Well, well..." I thumb through the I-Pod, chuckling as I see she's taken me up on the challenge. I glance down at my shirt briefly, the Yellow Submarine, then check for... aha! "How about this?" I show her 'Twist and Shout' by the Beatles.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:51:58 AM)
She nods, "Okay, let's see what you've got...." Clearly, Sigyn was prepared to twist!
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:53:51 AM)
The girl wasn't lying. She couldn't dance... But she sure as hell tried to 'work it on out'...
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:54:04 AM)
(I'm not going to roll. I have no performance or expression dice)
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 6:56:40 AM)
Probably because now I'm trying to not make a horses rear end of myself I focus not only on just having fun but also trying to keep something resembling flow in my movements and, hey, I don't do too bad. It's amueturish and a bit loose but it's fun and by the end I'm laughing because it's plain enjoyable. "See, you're not bad!"
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:58:29 AM)
"Neither are you..." she winks. Twisting to her fridge, she tugs out a pitcher of tea. A trip to the cabinet gets a glass. She points to Trent. "If you are going to be a stoop fixture you have to serve yourself."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 6:58:48 AM)
The glass she drinks from. "There is more beer too."
Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 7:00:23 AM)
"Tea sounds good, thanks." I walk over there grinning and flushed with just a small amount of pride, pouring myself some into a glass and then drinking. "Heh, haven't danced in... I don't even know how long it's been. Years."
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 7:01:47 AM)
"You should dance more often. It's good for you. It keeps you limber..." Her hand lifted her hair from her neck to cool it.
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 7:03:06 AM)
(I need to sleep - sorry hon must run)
Sigyn Víðarr (Jun 6, 2011 7:03:10 AM)
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Trent Richter (Jun 6, 2011 7:03:49 AM)
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