Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:00:37 AM)
*he cut the boat's engine and they drifted slowly, finally stopping int eh center. It was a move he seemed to have done countless times, perfectly calculated. The sun glinted off the water, and the air was heavy wiht the smells of the bayou, thick and earthy. He shifted away from the steeering wheel now, gathering her into his lap, breathing her in*

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:05:18 AM)
Portia nestles close. Her ears nearly rang from the sudden vertigo both from the loss of the engines drone and the cessation of movement. A quiet hum escapes, though it was only that and nothing more.... not a question or a statement. Her gloved hand finds Luciens and her fingers gently squeeze.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:09:24 AM)
*He took another deep breath adn began to speak, hos voice low and melodic, but with a haunted note to it* There is a long time legend of this bayou, Portia, of a small cove that held a sea monster. It's been around goign back generations in my family. That story is about this place, right here.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:11:39 AM)
A... sea monster... she said nothing... nor did she crack a smile. She only nods, not quite understanding... yet... the importance of that fact. It is mulled over while her body reclines against his.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:15:57 AM)
Yes. Just one of many legends that abounf in this area. Those who don't grow up here may see it as another world and it is, truly. Still, the stories cling and fire the imagination, expecially of two teenage boys, even moreso when one of them was suspected true.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:16:38 AM)
Her eyes dart to his. Two boys... Lucien and.... another... who.... Her fingers tighten their grip slightly as she urges him to continue.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:20:04 AM)
*his voice roughened a little around the edges* Emile was my older brother, a kin. I was not yet to my change but they were sure of me by then. We decided to check out this legend, prove it once and for all. So, late one night, we sneaked out, took the skidd out and paddled our way here. My father's house is about a half a mile o that way *He pointed* He was out on patrol that night so we figured we were safe and would not be noticed.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:21:49 AM)
She shivers. Though it could be attributed to both the chill of the story, the haunting area, and the cold. Her lower lip was tugged between her teeth and worried. She could nearly imagine it in her mind... and in the place where the story took place it seemed all the more vivid.... all the more real... especially due to the picture she viewed daily in her office.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:28:47 AM)
It was pitch dark. Out here, when it's dark, it is impenetrable. So once we got in here, we had the mag lights sweeping the water. Eevn the birds were silent that night. Emile was in the bow....*and now, his voice took on the notes or memory, as if he were there, then, and no longer here really* HE was leaning out over the water and caught soem movemebt in the water. He was leaning out over the water, with the camera, determined to get a picture. I moved up behind up behind him, but then I saw some very familiar eyes...not sea onster at oo, but croc. I yelled at him to get back but before I could grab him, the awful sound of the thing came, and it rose up and Emile was gone. The water was boiing around the boat then as it carried him nder and began to roll.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:35:55 AM)
Portia gasped. Hot tears sprang to her eyes and the the taste of brine filled her mouth. Poor Lucien, a young boy.... not quite a man.... The horror of such an obvious atrocity held her within the grasp of terror. She could not imagine -seeing- one's own brother.... someone so beloved.... "Lucien..." she hadn't meant to speak, and yet his mouth moved from her lips, betraying the inner anguish she carried for him. It was only his name and yet so much was conveyed by the emotion wrapped around the sound.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:39:01 AM)
*His grip tightened on her* That was when everything went red, Portia. I heard a distant howl, and then a searing pain, and realized it was me. I recall the cols as I dove in the water, and not much after that. I awoke osmeitme later with a bright light shining in my eyes. My father. He had seen it nad likewise been unable to stop it. I did, however, shred the croc. At least there was that, and my destiny had been filfilled. I had finally beomce what I was born to be.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:46:31 AM)
"You have a great destiny yet to fulfill, Dreams-the-Dark-rhya...." she spoke softly. Her voice was throaty with meaning. Her left hand rose to rest upon his cheek, the soft leather brushing against his jawline. "You have avenged your brother and have kept his memory alive in legend.... it's all written with yours now... he will never be forgotten because -your- memory will never be forgotten... Your tale will continue to be told... your bloodline through your children... our children... My name will too live on because of you.... the stories of our lives tightly twined together...That is the greatest hope of any kinfolk...."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:48:47 AM)
*He nodded, his eyes closed for a few breaths. He then slipped his hand into his jeans pocket and pulled out soemhting that he dropped in her palm. IT was the large tooth of a crocodile*

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:51:08 AM)
Portia gently cradled the tooth. Her lips press tightly together. A shudder was given, and it disappears as her fingers enfold it into her blood-colored gloves. She gave Lucien a glance, and took his hand with her free one to press it again into his palm.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:53:14 AM)
I gave you that picture, not to remind you of the tragic part but of what else it means. It is here that I became what I truly am, man and beast. Both have claimed you Portia. It is...a look into what Josée calls one of my dark places, a story that none besides my family know. It is...me.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 12:55:38 AM)
"Lucien..." she shakes her head. "I -love- what you are. You are Garou. You... are Shadowlord. You are quicksilver... and cunning... There is so much -light- in you that I see... perhaps the darkness makes it gray like murkey shadows but... it is who you are. It is that motivation... which drives you and makes you ... far more than mere man could -ever- be..."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 12:59:18 AM)
*His black eyes turned on her, seeming to look deep into her very soul now* You are my light. Our childredn will be my light, love that keeps the dark at bay and makes me whole. Yin adn tang all over again.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:00:46 AM)
Her green eyes did not flick way as she new they should. She allows him to look deeply into their flickering pools. ".... we will have a -beautiful- family...." she promises, ".... it will -always- be something to come home to.... no matter what...." Her smile sealed the promise she made, one that she would do anything to keep.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:00:47 AM)
(er...yang)

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:00:57 AM)
(I got it..)

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:01:38 AM)
*He nodded and leaned in to kiss her gently* Perhpas now you see why JOsee is so protective?

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:03:22 AM)
She returns his kiss, her lips sweetly moving over his. She speaks when he pulls away. "I won't ever hurt you. I will be your most loyal supporter, always. You must know that."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:04:51 AM)
I knew that the night I met you. *He smiled back at her* Seomthing in you spoke to me and when I moved in closer adn you did not back down...I knew

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:05:48 AM)
"I'm glad...."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:06:06 AM)
I know how things are in public, Portia, but I want you to rpomise me something

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:07:42 AM)
"Anything..." she smiles. She meant it..... there was little he could ask that she wouldn't do.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:09:32 AM)
Public is public. When we are alone? I don't want that submissive stuff. I don't want a doormat. I want who you really are. You've got spirit and backbone, fire and passion. That is waht I want. I want you to speak that brilliant mind of yours to me, be a partner, not be my servant.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:12:06 AM)
"I promise..." She flashed a smile. "When we are alone... It will be you and me and nothing else...." She winds her arms around his neck as the boat continues to drift, she takes his lips then claiming them with firm determination as she presses closer. Her gloved hands lightly stroke his hair and ears and she cuddles in his lap.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:13:51 AM)
Perfect *He breathed, then his mouth was taken by hers. He gave back as god as he got, deepening the kiss, pressing her tight against him, now free to do wo without worry. It only ehightened the desire for her. NOw she shared his secret as well, and loved him anyway. It was a heady mix*

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:17:06 AM)
Portia's need for Lucien was a barely contained fire that often went licking out of control. Though she had promised to not be a doormat she was still quite hesitant to ravish Lucien the way she desired. Her breath came in rushed gasps and her wide eyes were captivated with the permission to gaze longingly into the dark pools of his gaze...

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:24:47 AM)
I love you, Portia. And while I could wish you'd arrived sooner, I have you now. *his tones were husky with desire*

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:26:34 AM)
".... and I love you... That is all that matters, Lucien. I'm not going -anywhere-.... Especially now. I went to battle with my cousin for you, you know. It was quite the exchange... I would do it again and again and again if he had said 'No' to me...." she smiles again, a soft laugh hushed with a soft sound in her throat as she quickly captured his lips again.

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:27:30 AM)
(softer sound in her )

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:28:54 AM)
So what if I said you are staying with me tonight?

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:31:23 AM)
"I had anticpated that I would.. I did pack for overnight. Don't worry, I won't require your shirt and socks in the morning..."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:32:56 AM)
*He laughed finally as he held her* You are assuming I will let you wear anyhting

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:33:33 AM)
"You make it sound as if I shouldn't have bothered packing at all..."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:33:50 AM)
Well you do have to wear something home *He grinned*

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:34:32 AM)
"Then it will be your turn to pack because you're coming with me...." She seemed prepared to enter quite the exchange with Lucien if he told her 'no'.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:34:55 AM)
Tomorrow? HWere are you taking me?

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:35:22 AM)
"Do you really think I'm going to spend another night without you.... now that I don't have to?"

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:36:13 AM)
"I think we can evenly split our time between the two...."

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:37:06 AM)
You have a deal, darling Portia. Next time we aer out this way, I will take you on to my father's house. BUt not today. I've waited too long for this. We are going home

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:39:03 AM)
Her gaze turned devilish as she purposefully grinds her hips against him. "Now.... but I was -just- noticing how lovely the moss is growing on the trees... the reflection of leaves in the water.... " Again... she torments him, her body arching against him as she points in the distance. "Just that way I think I saw a jumping fish.... wouldn't you like to stay and see if it jumps again?"

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:43:46 AM)
You do that again POrtia, and the fish won't be the only thing jumping...

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:45:10 AM)
This caused her to giggle. Her cheeks turn crimson and with far-from-innocent eyes she regards him. "Does that mean you -don't- want to stick around and wait for the fish?" Her lower lip was caught between her teeth and her chin tilts at an impish angle.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:47:24 AM)
We can, but we will be busy while we wait...

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:47:36 AM)
ANd I really do not want our first time to be in this boat

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:48:12 AM)
"Let's go back to the house..." she agrees with a smile. A final kiss was given him and she manuevers from his lap to return to her seat for the winding trip to his home.

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:48:56 AM)
(Can we pause there and deal with them tomorrow?)

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:49:02 AM)
(Yeah!)

Lucien Moreau (Jan 12, 2011 1:49:15 AM)
(GOtt eb up early in the AM, J starts classes back)

Portia Denton (Jan 12, 2011 1:49:29 AM)
(Awesome.. ttys!)

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