Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 6:06:18 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 6:07:07 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 7:31:55 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 8:50:22 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 9:24:47 PM)
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Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:18:42 PM)
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Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:25:00 PM)
*Alyssa has already checked out the surrounding area for any sort of vehicles to be drive by the packmates or that other kinfolk that always seemed to be around. Slipping out of her far silently she headed in the direction of the pack house crouched low so no one would see her, using the night as cover she was dressed in a pair of dark jeans, airwalk brand shoes and a black hoodie that she had pulled up over her head, slithering like a stealthy little snake through the entry way.* 12/22/10 22:20:46 Alyssa Lockway rolls 6 dice vs. diff of 6 to dex stealth: 10, 2, 10, 7, 6, 5 : 4 successes
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 10:42:11 PM)
*There were no vehicles in the drive. A possible sign the run down Brewery was certainly empty. A crow sounded somewhere in the woods, even though it sounded close Alyssa didn't see any such bird if she investigated...*
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:49:58 PM)
*She didn't need to investigate something like a simple bird, she just moved on after all there were birds all over the place. Not only that but she was not a girl who really knew too much about spirits and how they could be controlled by garou. Once inside of the pack house she slowly looked around keeping her back to the wall so that no one could sneak up on her while she was trying to sneak.*
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 10:51:22 PM)
*The lights were either off or dim, casting the interrior in strange shadows and quiet. There wasn't a sound available to give Alyssa any sense of who might be in the Pack House also. Downstairs was empty, with Wilhelm's punching bag still with unuse.*
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:56:29 PM)
*Her lightly blue eyes were careful to survey the area, but the dim lights did not seem to bother her as much as it might someone with lesser eyesight than her own. After stalking…er…looking after Will for so long one might guess she had knee eye sight. Moving through the darkness, one foot slowly went in front of the other heading up the second floor with her back pack on her back as normal. She knew his room door would be locked. But that is why she brought tools*
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 10:57:36 PM)
*alyssa tried the door. It opened without a sound...*
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:58:24 PM)
(( which door Wil's?))
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 10:58:33 PM)
(yup)
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 10:58:39 PM)
(( sweet!))
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 11:01:10 PM)
*Just on the off chance that he might have left his door open, pale thing finger wrapped around the knob giving it a slow turn. Much to her surprise it was not locked. Thinking she was the lucky one she slowly pushed the door open slipping past the door way, pressing it close with her fingertips just lightly all before turning around. Of course she would take great care to be as quiet and silent as possible.*
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:01:14 PM)
(Afw for a bit... random WoW dungeon...)
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:01:20 PM)
(don't do anything...!)
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 11:01:23 PM)
(( kk))
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:29:40 PM)
(just a little longer...)
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:36:18 PM)
(back... post incoming)
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 11:36:32 PM)
(( yay ^_^ ))
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:38:39 PM)
*Or maybe the Ninja wasn't quite so lucky. There, on the bed, was the curled form of Loco Lobo, her homid form looking somehow fragile in Wilhelm's shirt and a pair of slacks. For some reason, although large on her, they'd been tailored to fit her rather nicely. Lobo curled around a pillow, her face burried into the pristine white linen. She'd been scrubbed clean, her hair combed to a glossy coil, and even a little bit of clear nail polish on her finger and toe nails.*
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 11:45:15 PM)
*Filled with glee in her heart at the idea of finally having a chance to go through his thing again and pick out a treasure or two, a definite smile crossed her features. That was until she turned around to see someone else in the room. Taking a soft of defensive position with her back to the door, her hands resting on the knob, a part of her mind wondering If he had stationed the metis here to keep his room guarded. But something was not right. All things just did not fit together nicely. Her gaze sweeped over the homid formed Lobo. This new appearance of hers seemed very strange to the kinfolk, almost unnatural for her. She didn’t look at all like the feral woman she had known before and she seemed none too happy about her make over either*
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:47:11 PM)
*She was breathing deeply... sleeping. lobo shifted slightly as terror might fill Alyssa's heart. If Lobo woke, the Kinfolk may not make it out of the room!*
Alyssa Lockway (Dec 22, 2010 11:51:40 PM)
*Thank Gaia the shadowlord was asleep. Realizing this Alyssa considered several things before removing that defensive position, the idea that Lobo would go loco and attack her for entering the room. But at the same time she had so little time any more to take the treasures that she lived for, after all she did lookout cold…just a few things from the draws could not hurt. The dark haired girl knew there had to be some sort of shiny hidden in this room for her to find. If she was quiet and careful maybe no one would be the wiser. Once again her obsession for Wil made her take actions against her better judgment for survival. *
Loco Lobo (Dec 22, 2010 11:54:17 PM)
*Indeed, against Alyssa's better judgement... actually... did she even have any Judgement at all? Lobo stirred fitfully now, a soft, feral yelp from her throat indicated the vulnerability of her sleeping was indeed a facad. The violent savage was still burning strong in her chest. She shifted, digging herself deeper into the white comforter of Wil's bed, her nose taking in the scents she found there... then paused... then snorted...*