PeachesCat (Sep 21, 2011 11:24:11 PM)
(This user has entered Deacon's Farm) (IP = 174.253.97.9)
PeachesCat (Sep 21, 2011 11:24:30 PM)
(This user is now known as Racheal)
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:29:30 PM)
*The fences surrounding the farm land had been repaired completely, the barn as well. He walked along the property with the growing puppy at his heel. Looking it over, dressed in a pair of jeans and a tank top. His arms crossed over his chest*
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:34:45 PM)
*someone came running down the road laughing or was that giggling when she skidded to a hault when she found the place she was looking for*I found it*she acted like she was out of breath...She had on ripped blue jeans,semi tight fitting black t-shirt and a ball cap,she was maybe 4'2*
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:34:56 PM)
(im lagging like crazy)
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:37:19 PM)
*The dog turned first hearing someone coming. Deacon turned smoothly as well as the dog growled, still a pup so it wasnt too intimidating even had it been a mortal. Deacon reached down laying a hand atop the dogs head to quiet him. He turned and approached the woman standing infront of his place, towering over her by just a hair under two feet* Can I help you?
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:39:24 PM)
8She leaned back a bit looking up at Decon8Howly cow your tall....wow giant*she grinned up at him* I feel like a midget next to you for sure*she then laughed*wait Iam *then she looked to the dog* Oh how cute can I pet her? *she kneeled down tothe dogs level*I wont hurt you I promise*speaking to the dog,as she held her hand out for the pup to smell*
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:40:39 PM)
Him, his name is Wyatt.... You can... on the condition you tell me what brings you out here. *He cocked a brow slightly as he looked down over the short girl, studying her appearance very carefully*
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:43:48 PM)
*She looked normal in everyway so far,but if he looked closer he would also noticed she was breathing but pale,she grinned up at him then looked ot the dog* Oh sorry,I called you a her*giggles a bit* Hello,Wyatt...Oh wow like Wyatt Erp the famous gunglsinger very cool name..*she didnt stand up,but she looked back up at Deacon*Oh,yeah sorry...Im Racheal,nice to meet you*she then looked back to the dog,smiling*
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:46:01 PM)
*His brow twitched at the comparison, it hit the mark to squarely.* Wyatt, porch. *The words spoken with authority, and the dog turned and trotted away to lay on the front porch of the house. Deacon stepped up almost into the dogs position* Who are you Racheal, and why are you here?
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:49:59 PM)
*she pouted when Deacon told the dog to go looking up at him like some wounded child that had its toy taken away*What you do that for?*she stood up when he moved to whre the dog was standing,looking up at him*What you mean who am I..I told you who I am?
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:52:13 PM)
Do not make me repeat myself please... your on my property, my personal domain as it were Racheal.... Do me the courtesy of not being evasive when I ask you questions... Why. Are. You. Here. *The words all spoken calmly enough, but he didnt like a stranger on his turf avoiding his questions*
Racheal (Sep 21, 2011 11:56:14 PM)
*she held her hands up and out in a defensive move*Whoa calm down*all said with a smile*Im like you,I heard about you through the grapevine and thought I would vist ya...No harm in that is there? Not to often I meet another one like us*she grinned at him*and your a big guy and a bit scary I will say...Your not one of those that will try and eat me are you,he said you werent*as she took a step away from him*See look just like you*as she removed her hand exposing two cat ears which twitched as if searching for unknown noises like a cats ears would,she then put her cap back on*See?
Deacon McCarthy (Sep 21, 2011 11:58:10 PM)
Yea, well try opening with that next time... An no, I wont try eating you, unless you intrude on my turf without proper introduction... Unknown vampires that seem to know about me, is unsettling... Who sent you my way?