Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:36:03 AM)
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Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:36:19 AM)
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Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:36:43 AM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:37:33 AM)
*dalton was waiting for Cossie to show up.. He was out front with the k-9's..*

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:40:29 AM)
*Cossie had gotten up early already dressed and having already performed her 2 hour beauty ritual. She was good at looking like she just stepped out of a salon. Cossie must have known what was coming, walking just behind Steven on the path toward neighbor Dalton’s house. Not hardly a word had slipped from her lips hands clasped behind her back as she came to a stop in front of the Phillidox*

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:40:37 AM)
*steven was nice enough to bring Cossie over to meet with Dalton. He wasn't entirely sure what was on the philodox's mind, but he had a good idea. He wasn't going to intervein in the conversation unless it for some reason got out of hand. He knew the philodox wouldn't physically harm her. Though a good tongue lashing might be worse than a simple slap to the face.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:42:43 AM)
*He used his remote once steven and Cossie had came through the open gates.. And cossie heard the gates slam shut behind her automaticly. Then he pointed at the gates and said*"watch them..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:43:43 AM)
*The two k-9s darted at full speed towards the gates. the two sat infront of them and litterly watched the gates.. Dalton then slowly turned his gaze to cossie* What have you got to say for yourself?

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:47:15 AM)
*And so it began with the slamming of the gate, doing just as asked she turned her head watching as she gates moved. At the time she didn't know why she was watching the gates but she was sure he would have something to grill her about. His voice booming she looked up at Dalton. Purseing her lips thinking very carefuly about what she would say and who she was talking to. It took several long moments of silence before she could respond* "Nothing Twist-the-Truth-rhya"

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:49:13 AM)
*He crossed his arms over his chest and watched her a moment*Cossie tell me some thing, what do "you" think is proper behavior for a shadow lord kinfolk?

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:50:00 AM)
*Steven made sure he could watch or at least listen to the conversation. Right now however it was time for her talk with his beta. He was going to remain out of that conversation as much as he could*

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 8:52:26 AM)
That depends on the Lord you ask Twist-the-Truth rhya. Poper behavior would be diffrent when you ask Steven or if you ask my brother. Perhapes that is why I have trouble with my own, sir. *She didn't look him in the eyes to offer a challange at all. Her words were not curt sounding all but polite in that was truely how she saw the situation.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:54:06 AM)
Lords have to have determinaiton and be willing to do what it takes to get what they need. Be it fighting the wyrm or raising a child. Has no one ever told you the story of thunder and Falcon

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:54:08 AM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 8:54:33 AM)
Has no one ever told you the creation of our tribe and what thunder sacrafised for us?

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:00:21 AM)
*She may have heard the story before or parts of it. But Cossie ws not going to pass up the opertunity to hear anything about her Lords. Besides maybe he would give her a ittle less harsh punishment and get side tracked. She could only hope* "Perhapes I need a re-telling"

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:06:45 AM)
*He looked at her a moment then he let out a sigh..*so the land as science itself dictates was once nothing more then a vast ocean. This we know to be as fact and it is rational. However there have always been spirits whom lived on the other side of the guantlet. There was a large and terridble beat that lived beneith the water. The beast was known to destroy all spirits whom stepped over into its domain.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:07:24 AM)
Falcon and thunder where out of this spirits reach, as falcon could fly above the waves, and thunder of cource was also air born.. *He grinned*

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:11:15 AM)
*Cossie loved her tribe no doubt about it. Dalton may have thought her to be a bad kinfolk at the time. But at least her heart was in the right place when it came to this one thing. During the duration of the story Cossie was silent and attentive. She didn’t let anyone sway her attention.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:13:39 AM)
*His gaze swept over Cosette to see if she so far understood what he ment then he continued on* As the sun was blazing above thunder looked down at the vast water seeing the large creature move benith it. He said to falcon "we must do something, you are fast, surely you can swoop down and skim the waters to get his attension so that I can attack him with my lightning." To which Falcon replied "I do not want to get my soil my feathers what if they get wet and I am unable to make a fast enough retreat? Why don't you go down and when he moves in I will pluck out his eyes with my talons?" Grand father thunder knew that falcon was not willing to sacrafise himself for the other spirits and some one had to make the sacrafise if there was ever to be balance restored so he agreed to this.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:17:50 AM)
Grand father thunder lowered himself to the water and he used his power over the storms to make the water whip and rise, and this caught the beasts attension. The beast lurched up to grab thunder as falcon soared down from above. Falcon managed to pluke out the eyes but that did little more then make it thrash about while holding onto the grand father thunder in its maw. Thunder in a last ditch effort to end the fight used the last of his power to call forth a storm lightning hitting the water scorched thunder and the beast whom held him in his maw. The beast died his flesh floated boated and thick shifted and changed into the continents we now know of.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:21:57 AM)
Grand Father thunder lay burnt and bloodied on the land that rose up, while falcon in his not a feather unruffled flew above the land bloated with pride at what he felt he achieved. When the peoples of the land saw falcons brilliance as the sun shone on his feathers they fell to knees and woshiped him for saving them all.. They looked to the burnt and bloodied spirit of grand father thunder whom had made the true sacrafise with fear and discust. Thunder moved off, how ever where ever thunder moved where his blood fell land grew fertalizing everything into plush pastors and thick dence forsest..

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:27:18 AM)
Thunder moved away into the darkness when ever a storm rolled over the land people would huddle in there houses afraid of the thunder the lightning the destruction of the storms that blew down there feeble dwellings.. how ever a fair few noticed that after a thunder storm the land was nurished things grew the earth was purified and life spang from it eagerly. these people followed the path that thunder had left when he sought to heal himself.. leading them to the thick dence forests and moutains till they came upon thunder. Thunder asked them "why have you left your homes your cities why have you come all this way where none of your people are?" and they responded.. "Because we know that life has truly come from you, we do not fear what we do not know. We have come to thank you for all you have sacrafised for us, and want to prove we are capable to do the same in your name."

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:29:11 AM)
And thus he took them as his children the lords of shadows those willing to sacrafise and do what they must to always honor he who sacrafised all, yet only recvied regnoition in the shadows of the night. It's also why we commune with the storm and why we have shadow moots. For the first shadow lords saught out grand father thunder in the shadows alone.. it was the first shadow moot the first communion with the storm the first meeting of the tribe.

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:32:37 AM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:32:42 AM)
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Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:33:33 AM)
*She looked a Dalton having listened, and perhapes knowing he thought she was a bad kinfolk for leaving to go see her family for a week. She didn't respond, Cossie though sometimes agressive was not stupid she knew she could not say anything that would change his view on the matter. So she just nodded her head, as if to say she understood*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:37:31 AM)
*He looked at her* Dayum it this is gonna stop now cossie. You have the wrong fucking attitude and it needs to fucking stop. You want a child? Then your ass better know how to fucking cook, you better learn how to fucking clean! you better be ready to change shitty fucking diapers get up at the crack of fucking dawn or the middle of the night to deal with that baby when it wants food, you are gonna need to feed the child when it is a infant. Breast milk or a heated fucking bottle. you want to burn the childs mouth with hot milk cause you cant even fucking heat water with out burn ing a pot! What you want people like kitten around your fucking child? you want her changing your childs dishes? you think grand father thunder would grant you a true born child or even a kinfolk child if you are not willing to care for the blessings he bestows upon you?

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:38:41 AM)
He gave this land life*he stomped his foot on the ground* he gave you life he is growing in your belly this fucking moment he is in all shadow lords they need not have pure breed they are blessed only by there determination and the sacrafise and honor they bring to him

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:42:14 AM)
Tell me between stevens job at the shop, his duties to gaia and thunder and crow his position of alpha in the pack, and the fact he also cleans the fucking tribal grounds because you feel your above picking up a fucking broom? You cant be bothered to even cook this man a fucking decent meal? And you feel you deserve him why? About to be a adren and he has a mate who does jack or shit but what? What is it you do besides share some laughs and a fuck from time to time? He can get that from a mutha fucking call girl.

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:42:58 AM)
*He crossed his arms over his chest and now waited for her answers*

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:45:01 AM)
*Steven sat back and blinked at dalton's statement. He really strained hard to avoid the comment, he knew his wife felt like crap right now, and he wanted to comfort her and tell her it would be ok. But the woman demanded boundries, and this is exactly what entailed with them boundries.*

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:45:16 AM)
*She only winched once at first, from the use of his words and harsh tone directed at her. Her features has been soft a receptive up until that point. Her expression changing to be one without any expression at all, something a bit akin to a stone wall. She heard him alright, every single dirty little insult. The thing was it didn’t seem to affect her. The only thing he saw from her was a nod of her head. Answers she didn’t have them for him. Well she thought she could think of some rebuttal but that it not what he wanted to hear. So she just kept her pretty little mouth shut.*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:50:06 AM)
Here it is cossie heres your fucking wake up call every mother fucking day at 5 pm your ass will be here at my home. EVERY day so you need to fucking tell work you have to cut your hours do it, you need to schedual appoints dont make them at 5 pm cause I won't tolerate it. You will be here and you will be learning how to cook you will be learning how to fucking clean. You will be learning how to care for children you will be studying child care you will do this and your attitude will fucking change. You want to argue with steven you WILL DO IT in private. End of mother fucking story. Because I'll be damned i hear complaints about my alphas behavior in public due to his mates actions when he needs to have his fucking head in the game. He has to much to be stressed out about then to be stressed out about what you are going to do or not do next. The fun and games are litterly at a end. It is now becoming an embarassment. Do I make myself clear?

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 9:53:29 AM)
your supopsta be what makes him happy you are suposta be his blessing from thunder the only joy he will have before his life is taken by the sacrafises he makes for gaia and thunder. You dont want to cook, yet he faces down maniacs with shot guns full of silver buck shot, you don't want to clean, yet he's running to your defence when another lord threatens you and had i not been there he would have likely killed that person. He should not have to deal with this crap and thunder knows I shouldnt be hearing about it from people I meet for the first time.

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:57:32 AM)
*She didn’t look away, a straightforward gaze as he issued demands. She heard something about 5pm an being at his house but rest of it pretty much seemed like barking to her. Strangely enough he reminded her a lot of her brother. Again she was tight lipped and locked. She had not realized that a domestic dog was something Steven had desired before. Or that he had even complained about her to the rest of his pack. Apparently there we many things she did not know. During her lecture she hadn’t been breathing too much, the reaction of holding her breath. A lump in her throat had started to form creating a bit of a choking sensation. Just a nod and a swallow to try and fight it back down but also to answer him.*

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 9:58:20 AM)
*Steven never brought up a lot of these things he's done to Cosette because he was positive such actions of his putting his life in danger in service to gaia was simply expected of him. He thought she knew such things and he didn't have to tell her the fine details of "I got shot today babydoll, how was your day". He knew she wouldn't like the fact that the father of her first born might not be alive to see his own child. Such was a common thing in garou society*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 10:04:33 AM)
*He looked at her.. Then looked to steven a moment..*I'll expect her here at 5 pm each night.. If not I will go and retrive her. *He looked back at cossie* You are dismissed. I will see you at 5 this evening.. *Then he called* Shadow Lightning come! *the two dogs turned away from the gates both moving fast towards daltons each one flanked his sides..* Have a pleasent morning..

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 10:07:48 AM)
*Steven nodded and got to his feet, he went over to Cosette's side* It's time to go Cosette. I'll walk you home. *he extended a hand to her to help her up, but he was vastly unsure if she was going to take his hand or get up on her own.*

Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 10:07:48 AM)
*As if a trained dog when he gave the motion to be dismissed she turned on the balls of her feet, turning to leave without another word. This whole time she had said so very little and she would more than likely do so. Smoothing out the back of her dress ideally fixing any wrinkles, then promptly clasping her hands back behind her*

Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 10:12:53 AM)
*Dalton moved back into his house with the two k-9's.. Opening the door then stepping in behind them the gates swung open when cossie n steven got to the gate they swung open.. and once they both moved out into the street they slammed shut with the sound of the brass gates*

Steven Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 10:13:11 AM)
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Dalton Fortman (Jan 10, 2011 10:13:11 AM)
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Cosette Vincent (Jan 10, 2011 10:13:24 AM)
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