Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:02:31 AM)
He is alright, as I said this is one of the Lord Inquisitor's servants. He calls them the greatest evolution of the wolf. This one is close to him and they are protected in his domain....she must have picked up my scent the other night. *A thought sent the critter patrol away including Luxor and Armand's gaze fixed on the exact spot where Loco appeared. Savannah's awarenss ringing to her like a bell in the night as she could feel Armand calling on his lores.* Good evening wold child *he dipped his head to the black wolf* we did not speak much the other night but I could tell you and my Lord Tokugawa are close. As it is his bidding you are welcome in my abode as long as you come in peace. *He disentangled from Savannah and stood* won't you change yourself so my friend who is of differing places than me can meet you?

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:03:18 AM)
(wold = wolf)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:06:28 AM)
Savannah's eyes narrowed critically as she watched the wolf. A faint smile would came as she watched it scare of the little group of skunks that always seemed to linger about on the pourch. Whie she has become used to them it was a welcomed sight to seem them scatter so quickly. She turned to look back at Armand as he rquested the creature to change. Her eyes widened with a bit of shock as she looked from the sleek black wolf back to the large man behind her.

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 12:08:23 AM)
*She mounted a cold, mossy stone then. Round, colorful eyes turned to Savannah with a set and squared posture. Lobo deliberated for some time, perhaps judging if Savannah was worth or not to view Loco in her human skin. She took a step forward, her rear legs gathering under her and from there, she rose. Lobo flowed through the forms with an evened pace, though for a moment Savannah's human heart quaked in utter terror. The werewolf melted, finally, into the form of a woman. Her stern face wasn't without a youthful light or a uniquely formed and lovely face. Her swarthy skin made pale by the dark mud that caked her elbows to her fingers, her knees to her bare feet. Otherwise, her clothing belonged in an expensive department store. A pair of woman's slacks hugged her hips nicely but her chest was covered only by an overlarge man's shirt. Sized XXXL for fit shoulders and cantalope bicepts, it hung off her rounded and feminine shoulder, playing at the base of her waved curling hair.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:15:03 AM)
*Armand glanced at Savannah as Lobo changed and then looked back to the shifter as he idly said to Sav* Like I told you the Lord Inquisitor's domain is quite interesting. *he then fixed his full attention on Loco and locked his gazes with her in a gesture any wolf would recognize as a show of dominance. Jade flecks drifted cross his eyes and the pupils shifted wildly.* Thank you wolf child. I take it you wanted to see me? *Armands manner made it clear this was -his- place and he ruled the roost and Loca who had seen him in his real form probably had some clue of his ability to enforce that place in the scheme of things.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:15:59 AM)
As Loco took Savanah in, it would seem that would woman didn't match with anything around her. She was swath in a pair of designer jeans, a plush chanielle sweat witha plunging neck and a pair of high laced boots. She was a lovely creature with soft delicate features and a figure of ripe curves. Those dark eyes widened steady as she watched the garou transform in to a lvoely young woman. Her smile would grow as she witnessed it all. "How absolutly delightful! Where did you find such a creature? Oh.... and here I was to think all that effort to naught. Tell me, what is your name?"

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:17:25 AM)
Like I said the Lord Inquisitor found her *he offered to partly answer Savannah* her kind are protected by him as long as they do not threaten us. I can see why.....

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 12:21:44 AM)
*Loco's eyes shifted back to Savannah for a moment, her vulpine form still bore the treatment of a savage world, albeit blemish free. She rose a knee, her bare foot claiming the acme of her mossy stone. For now she declined to speak but her pressence was like a distant thunderstorm calamity. She took a breath, her eyes sliding over their lot. Sans house it would be an ideal setting for her, with the mud, the strangled trees, the lovely wildlife. Savannah might still detect a moonshine in the back of Lobo's eyes, her Tell. Wolf's eyes gazing at them both now, a moment of parlay and thought.* Do not know your name. Smelling strongly of Father Serpent, you must be friend. *She stepped off the stone, her head canting to the side in response to Armand's claim over his domain. Albeit, he was slighted in the significance of the signal (She still viewed Shinjo as superior to herself, personally).* m'Loco Lobo... Father sends his love.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:29:28 AM)
*Armand watched her and then stepped off his porch* Ah names you may call me Armand. My other name is only for those in my confidence and you are not there yet. *He walked towards her his gaze still locked on her* and I am one of Father Serpent's brother spirits. If you need a description of my name and place Brother Crawdad is it. You were hurt the other day and now I see you heal fast. Does Father Serpent send for me or just send his love? *Armand suspect the garou was curious as if Shin wanted him he would dam well invoke him, but he was willing to play along. He kept walking toward the young woman soon mildly invading her space.* The lady *he bobbed his head back toward the porch* is Savannah....she is *he considered and decided well it was pretty obvious* my mate.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:32:53 AM)
"Father sends his love..." Her eye brows rose faintly. Her head would turn to gaze upon Armand as she took in the scene before her. She was absolutly tickled to bear witness to all of this. Her cheeks were rounded which gave way to the dimple that resided with in her cheeks. It would Armand's explaination of their relation that truely caught her attention however. She did not dispute it and the smile on her lips was enough of an affirmation. "It is a delight to meet you Loco Lobo. You are... magnificent."

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 12:33:45 AM)
*Armand felt a very abrupt shove of her palms into his chest. Loco wasn't willing to keep him that close to her very large personal bubble. Her nose flared a bit, the tone of her voice adopting a musical, if protected quality.* s'Just love, as Loco Lobo passes through. *Her eyes didn't spare for the stunning woman still standing on the porch, not with Armand baring down on her. He'd find she wasn't very strong in the shoulder, at least, she was about the same as humans go. Her crippling wounds must have vanished entirely, not even a scar remained from where she'd been mauled. Fast healing, indeed.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:40:40 AM)
Her lips pressed tightly against eac other as she watched the two. Her brows came to pressed together as the two postured against each other. Her arms would come to cross over hr chest. Her head turned off to view out in to the distance of the bayou. She was clearly unamused by the entire event that she was happening to witness. Still she would not interfere in the matters that were between the Devourer and the creature that he had just introduced her to. As the two continuted to carry on, Savannah would turn and walk to the large bag that was laying on the porch. She adn the bag stepping in to the house for a moment.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:40:52 AM)
(sorry. I didnt' mean to post! >.<)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:41:02 AM)
*Her shove hit a chest filled with thick muscle and Armand did not move an inch but he did at least not step closer. It was a simple display of dominance but not overtly pushy.* Loco Lobo is always welcome in my home as Father as declared it. *Having made his point he even took a step back from her giving her more space and offering a tight lipped smile.* I would ask though that you not torment my other servants especially the little fuzz ball.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:41:09 AM)
(your good dear)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 12:43:36 AM)
*As things go in the wild, the tension died down from the peak just a few seconds past. Lobo watched Armand for a long while before offering him a human nod. She slid to the left now, the wide berth provided him a small sign of respect. She still put him under heavy scruitiny, just as she did Shinjo. Now though, her eyes turned to Savannah, scenting the air and finding her perfume lingering. Sure as all hell it made an effective Lobo-repelant.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:48:05 AM)
*Armand moved back toward his porch and then looked back at Lobo* Hungry? If you are I took down a deer a couple days ago and I can throw some back straps on the stove. *It was debatable if he took it down with weapon or claw and Armand sure did not know if Lobo wanted it cooked or raw but since she was in her human form now he tried cooked.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:50:19 AM)
The scent of a high end jasmine scented fragrance would be what assulted Loco nose. She would find that the scent was fainty intergrated in to Armand's scent as well. After a few moment Savannah would return. Three short shooter glasses were in her hand as well as a bottle of the swamp man's favored poisen. The glasses were placed on the rail of the porch and the bottle was uncorked. The dark liquor poured into them as the two have now seemed to work things out.

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 12:52:21 AM)
*Loco still kept a gracious distance from Armand, she padded on restless bare feet close to the edge of the porch, though did not mount. Food sounded like an excellent idea and it shown in the way she smiled, perking.* S'can have. *although it had a note of questioning to it.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 12:57:29 AM)
Thanks Savannah *he smiled when she turned up with his beloved Jim Beam. He then sat down on the porch steps and looked at Loba* Yes, you can have. *He tilted his head curiously* do you prefer to eat cooked food in this form? *He honestly did not know as Loba was a serious curiosity to him. He reached over to the rail and picked up the glass and downed the shot*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 12:58:50 AM)
There was another feature abotu Savannah that Loco Lobo may take notice off. On her neck near her collar bone there was a bruise and wound from a bite. Her eyes would move from Lobo to Armand as he took the drink from the shot. She would nod to him and pour him another. Her free hand reaching over to one of the two left and extending it out to Loco. An inviting smile on supple lips.

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:00:51 AM)
*The glass was registered, but only barely. Her lips pursed some and she glanced out into the bayou to buy her time. Lobo watched the glass warily, reaching out for the strong smelling liquor. If it could wash her nose clear of all that Jasmine, she should try it.* Either way. Marinade fine, just no overcooking. *Although, she did love a marinated, raw scrap, anyday.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:03:51 AM)
*He chuckled* over cooking is a bad thing to do to good meat. *With that he stood up* you two talk a bit while I go get vittles going. *He then turned and went into the house. They could hear him rummaging about. After a bit the smell of cooking meat would waft out of the house. It was obviously venison and not some store bought meat from the smell.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:07:13 AM)
*To Savannah's terror, Loco looked hungry as they eyed eachother. Sure Armand was cooking meat inside, but was this wolf really about to eat the poor woman? She might be reminded of the eight foot tall beast that stared her down durring the smooth shift. Lobo stalked about the porch, the shot glass in her fingers. Hungry.. so... may as well take the medicine. She threw back the glass and immediately regretted it. The poor, vulpine savage gagged some and surrendered the cup to Savannah. She didn't talk while her throat was still burning.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:11:25 AM)
(demon are immune to delerium aren' they?)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:03 AM)
(I think so, but I can't tell what you are with handcuffs... unless... is that your demon icon?)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:09 AM)
(or are you refering to the curse?)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:18 AM)
(That is my demon icon lol)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:30 AM)
(lol! I thought that meant 'arrested')

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:32 AM)
(lol!)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:47 AM)
(lol! no lol. That's the icon for "Defilers" )

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:12:49 AM)
(ok... then I guess she wouldn't feel it (at least not much))

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:13:13 AM)
(well I'm thinking she would feel it, but it would be more of a primal rush sort of thing.)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:14:03 AM)
(Heh I have wondered about the arrested icon being so close to Defiler)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:14:19 AM)
Once the shot glass was taken the other glass was picked up. The drink would be brought to her lips and down within no time. Her eyes fluttered softly and a heavy sigh came. She would nod was Armand when in to cook the meat. Her eyes would gravitate to Loco. That hungry look in her eyes would cause the corner of her mouth to turn to a smirk. "You are a lovely creature Loco. So special. Tell me, has your Father introduced you to others? What has he told you?"

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:14:59 AM)
(That works... her human host trying to forget the Purging0

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:16:24 AM)
*They could hear Armand still puttering around in the house and the smell grew a bit stronger as the meat cooked. Who would have immagined a man cooking. He did keep an ear out for what was going on outside but for the most part let the ladies interact.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:18:50 AM)
Others are protected, but Father s'not interfere with others. *She coughed a bit, the fire passing with a degree of expedition. It was strange to see the alcohol not affect her, attribute that to her near instant regeneration.* As for... others like him... *She motioned inside.* And s'more. *Savannah may be having a difficult time understanding Loco's accent. It was thick and foreign, hailing from a country that couldn't exist in the arena of Nations. Most of what she said was represented as body language and tonal differences. Her voice though... was mellow and holding of a slight roughness to it. The kind you wanted to take to bed and have a wild night with. Only, Loco didn't seem the type at the very core.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:20:14 AM)
N'you... *She watches Savannah closely..* N'you are different in some way...

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:21:25 AM)
(I wonder if translate would work on garou tongue since garou are part human?)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:21:46 AM)
(it is a language)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:21:59 AM)
(No idea without diggging in house rules but I would guess yes)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:22:06 AM)
(But it's not very human at all)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:25:29 AM)
*And after a bit more Armand re-emerged from the house. He was carrying three crude tin plates each holding two fresh deer chops. He also had some equally worn forks and knives. The chops were from the choice cut out of the back strap along the back bone of the deer. They were done to perfection, done with just a bare hint of pink in the middle the juices flowwing from them and onto the plate. He passed out a plate to the two ladies and then sat down on his step and sat his own in his lap* Here we go...

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:28:23 AM)
*... or wasn't she? Lobo absorbed the heavenly scent for only a moment before taking her bare fingers to pick the meat apart. Morsel by morsel she ate, prefering the ground even if seating was available. Ten seconds flat and she was suckling her fingers for the last of those aromatic juices, her lip coaxing a bit of steak flavor onto her chin.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:34:46 AM)
"Yes.... I am both like them, but yet different from them all the same. My dominion are the seas and the waters the cover the earth. While they ones you know are Father Serpant and Brother Crawdad... I am a Sister of the Tides." Her voice was low and soft as she spoke to Lobo. A warm smile went up to Armand as he brought her the tin. A smile came to her lips as it was taken. The scent of the meat was delicious. "Well.. it seems that someone was hungry."

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:36:53 AM)
*paused in licking the plate clean.* Ng?

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:37:06 AM)
*Armand set about eating as well watching the two with an amused smile* She covered a long way and I saw how fast she healed up from when I saw her the other night I bet that works up an appetite. *He shook his head* I asked about cooked because it is good but there is something of pure pleasure in a fresh kill and then picking your fangs with its rib bone when you are done.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:37:49 AM)
*he tilted his head at Loco* More? *he had no clue what she meant.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:39:38 AM)
It would seem that the two would imply devour the meat that was in their trays. There was an aire of ettique around the demon that seemed to be the odd one out. The fork and knife were still in her hand as the cut the meat and ate it. Taking time to watch the two of them.

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:39:43 AM)
S'more? *If he had more, he should have given it to her earlier! Loco was often hungry to the point of gluttony, but also, Armand was right. The effort her body put toward mending broken bones and reaffixing a snapped spine imposed a much higher metabolic rate than anything material on Earth. He might even remember how warm her hands were when she pushed him back, nevermind the cool, caked mud on them.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:40:52 AM)
*Armand stood and looked at Savannah with amused affection.* I will get you some more.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:41:26 AM)
(Alrighty guys, I am falling asleep. Figure armand will play nice host cooking and such while his player goes to bed)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:41:52 AM)
(alrighty. I actually need to get some sleep too. I'm ure you've noticed my posting time increasing. lol)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:03 AM)
(lol, no prob. Careful though, Lobo'll eat him out of house if she can)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:16 AM)
(np!)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:35 AM)
(it's almost 1am for me... phew. Awww. Lobo is cool. I need to come to the bayou more often.)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:38 AM)
(Lobo has a meal, they talk just a little, then she continues on her way back to Shinjo's section of the lake)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:42 AM)
(Heh feed it and it will stay! Night you two and thanks for the amusing scene)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:52 AM)
(nini!)

Loco Lobo (Dec 4, 2010 1:42:58 AM)
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Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 1:43:06 AM)
(night hun)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:43:11 AM)
(night babe)

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Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 1:43:15 AM)
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Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:35:40 PM)
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Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:35:55 PM)
blerh!

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:35:57 PM)
(Hey there get the comp fixed?)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:36:16 PM)
(that was horrible. Yea. My avast went down due to windows blocker and I got a java virus)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:37:25 PM)
(That sucks. I figured it was something like that but thank you for having Crinos Hunter let me know. I have had a bug in my hotmail for a month that I cannot find to save my life....sends random crap out of my account)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:38:04 PM)
(Yea. I know a few people that have that too)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:38:13 PM)
(and Crinos Hunter has my MSN)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:38:48 PM)
(Seems to be sort of random. Yeah let me turn on my MSN for the first time in like ages and I will added you)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:39:03 PM)
(cool!)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:39:27 PM)
(Anyway, shall we IC?)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:39:37 PM)
(yes!)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:40:05 PM)
(BTW my MSN as I am turning on the beast is g_figge@hotmail.com)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:41:11 PM)
(What is yours? *scowls as MSN comes on* hate the new format)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:41:43 PM)
(I added you)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:42:04 PM)
(I should show as online)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:42:50 PM)
(*crawls IC*)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:45:10 PM)
*Armand had been away for the day as he had wrned Savannah but sure enough he returned home that evening the old 4x4 rattling down the driveway in a cloud of dust. She had no doubt during the day caught glimpses of the various critters he called his own and maybe even a glimpse of Loco. To say the little cabin and its surroundings were becoming sureal would have probably been an understatement. The old truck pulled to a stop and the big coonass climbed down after killing the engine.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 9:58:44 PM)
(sorry. I had naother virus pop up)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 9:59:04 PM)
(Not a problem baby cake)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 10:11:38 PM)
She would be there and waiting for him as he drove up in that rugged vehicle. She was dresed in the comforatbale causal state of a pair of those well fitting jeans and the addition of one of his large sweatshirts that she found. She was out a bit at the fire pit. it seemed that she had actually manage to get a fire going. A large metal pot was there and off to the side there were two banded lobsters and 2 banded crabs along with soem corn. It would seem that she was attempting the domestic.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 10:11:45 PM)
(okay. sorry. back. ugg.)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 10:13:25 PM)
(*pets* Hate those bad puter nights)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 10:16:47 PM)
Hey der *He greeted her heartly and walked over to her* seems like yah found some vittles. *He then leaned over and kissed her on the nape of the neck after moving her hair out of the way. He was dressed in an oxford shirt and relativly new jeans and a pair of Tony Llamah shit kickers. She would of course know he had been on said "date" with Isabella. He knelt down beside her and poked at the fire* Do you want to hear something utterly and completly hilarious? *He asked as his thick accent fadded away.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 10:21:56 PM)
She looked up as she saw the glow of the headlights. A smile came as she tossed a couple of more peices of wood on the fire before rising up and turn to look at him. A warm smile would cross her lips as she took him in. The crunch of shells and rocks would come as she moved towards the truck and him. Those large soft brown curls brushed against her delicate features. Her eyes moved up and down his form as she took him in. He did look very nice in his "polished up" threads. Still as nice as he looked there was something not right about. It just didn't suit him for some reason. "Utterly and completely hilarious hmm? Do tell?"

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 10:25:17 PM)
*He slid his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug* Mmmm, well would you believe pretty much the main rason Isa asked me out so to speak was to escape Emma her thrall? Seems the poor girl is so off that she has been clinging to Isa and moved into her house and literally will not leave. She looked like a little lost puppy when she was told she could not come with us had the pout goign and everythng else....Isa tells me the twisted little bitch has been tryign to dress her other thrall up in maid outfits so they can clean the house together. *He snorted* and the other thrall is a dude.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 10:31:02 PM)
A rich round of laugher would come as he told her about the thralls and Iza's troubles. She shook her head softly as she giggled. Those warm brown eyes lifted up to Armand. She almost spoke, but there was only laugh once more. She would lean to him and push up on her tip toes to press a kiss to his cheek. Her smile was warm and it would seem that she felt a bit better about the date that he had with the other fallen. She would turn and to the crustaeans. One of the lobsters was picked up the tail and held out to him. "Woudl you like the honors?"

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 10:34:57 PM)
*He accepted the lobster and smiled* but of course. *He held the creature in one hand while the other reached for his pocket knife to cut the bands off its claws.* Speaking of dunking head first in boiling water I am pretty sure that is the fate that awaits Emma. I even offered my swamp for disposal of the corpse. *The knife was flicked open with a snap of his writs and he tilted his head looking at Savannah and offering up an odd smile. His voice lowered a bit* you know I think life out here suits you more than I could ahve ever hoped. You seem to positively glow. *And with that he unseromoniously dunked the lobster head first into the pot of boiling water its carpace turning red nearly immediately*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 10:46:06 PM)
A look of actually and genuine consern would come when he spoke to Iza getting rid of Emma. Her lips pressed against each other and her eyes focused in on his. No reall reasponce was given in her face when he smiled. She would simply hold out the other lobster and the other two crabs for him to put in to the pot as well. When he spoke of her and her adjustment to the bayou, she simply smile. "What can I say. We lammasu are.. like the water. we adapt to what has beene given to us. We know how to find the joy and wonder in all of things. Including rough men, the muck and solice of bayou or even... hearing about your consort's date."

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 10:53:12 PM)
*He took the lobster and repeated the process and gave her a smile* Oh are we officially consorts now? *There was a teasing tone in his voice but also a bit of a hopeful tone as well. Armand had tried not to be clingy even though at this point Savannah really should have no doubt he was well and truely smitten.The big Rabisu did try and keep some independance even if he shared absolutely everything with her....he was not one like any of Jacqui's whimpering puppies.* I would immagine the dinner visitor last night helped as well. Loco is an interesting creature. Apparently there are more like her as well from what the Lord Inquisitor says. He protects them but lets them sort out their own affairs. *He bent to pick up the other items and add them to the pot* and as you can tell Lobo worships him like we were worshipped in the past.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 11:03:29 PM)
"Well.... It is still one of those subjects that is rather unclear. I keep telling myself to be patient, but it grows more difficult the more I am around you. I've been so listless and so unfocused since you've come I've gotten much better about all of that." She looked to him and ran her tongue over her lip. Her head tilted as she watched him drop the creatures in to the boiling water. "That is a very wide idea. They seem to be highly intelligent craetures. I'm jealous of the Lord Inqusitor. He seems to have it all figured out."

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 11:08:57 PM)
*He gave a throaty chuckle and pulled up a stump of firewood and sat on it* well you make me sound rather like a drug and when it comes to you I think I like that. *He poked at the fire with a stick he picked up his clean shirt and jeans already soiled.* As for the rest, Shin seems to have a good grip on things. We are just a bit behind him, we will get it sorted out soon enough. I rather liked your statement last night about making our own little bastion. I tire of the events of man....they are after all why we all ended up where we are. I choose to judge each of them on their own merits.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 11:18:48 PM)
"Exactly. Let's just... have our own little peice of paradise. It will be a wonderful thing. Hidden away and and deep in the bayou in this perfect place. Creation touched by your hand and molded to your liking." She waked over to him as he sat on the stup. She moved to stand beside him. Her hand reaching down to caress the side of his face. "Maybe you are my drug. The thing that brings me to bliss no matter what state I am in."

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 11:23:11 PM)
I think we can manage that even if I am still working on gaining my recollections so that I can accomplish it. *He looked up at her and tilted his head leaning his face into her caress* I think I like that very much. *His gaze lifted up to hers* and you are the same for me. I cannot really believe it took this long for us to find one another. *He turned his head then and kissed her hand* but we found one another now and it is all working out. I was really down the last week as our situation seemed so bad. Just like back in the day it brought back many bad memories.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 11:38:33 PM)
"Don't look back to the past. We need to plan for the future. We need to learn or sfind someone to help us with the lores that we need to create our bastian. There is a lot of planning that will go in to this effort to make our home. I've already spoke to Julian. He is more than happy at the solution. He is tired of living in fear of the media and... a part of me really does want him to be happy. He just needed a bit more courage." She smiled and looked over to the pot that was boiling. The more I think of it... the less I fear lossing my place in humanity. it all becomes less important. Once we have our bastian however... then what?"

Armand Duplessis (Dec 4, 2010 11:42:01 PM)
I am curious as to what exactly you have in mind for the solution concerning Julian? *He looked at her expectantly then stood and moved to begin retrieveing their dinner from the pot.* As for setting up a bastian that will take a long time. Current events have taught me that things take time and we are creatures of time so that should not be an issue. *he crinkled his nose while fishing the red crustaceans from the pot* As for when it is done? I am sure myriad issues will arise that we need to tend to. Not the least of which it is a proven fact that when you have something others will try and take it.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 11:52:01 PM)
"Well... Savannah and Julian's marraige is one of convience and appearences. Julian has no interest in women, but is deathly afraid of how be might be received by his family, his public, his publishers." A long sighed came from her and she looked to Armand. "He has been an obedient and faithful servant. His writings cause the world to see us in a better light and his devotion to me has been outstanting. I have rearded him by bolstering his courage and self esteem. His newest release will introduce a new character. A demon wh finds his lover to be another male. With the release of this book we will be making a small announcment of Julian's ture life choice and our support of the gay, lesbian and transgenered community. He an I will have an amicable devorice saying friends in public since he is my servant. We already have an alimoney agreement set up. He will keep the house and I will have a lovely stipeid and condo in the city, though both of my servants know that I will out here with you." A s

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 4, 2010 11:55:55 PM)
A smile would come to her lips as she looked to the demon. "So what do you think of my plan?"