Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:10:25 AM)
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Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:11:52 AM)
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LeRoy Chatille (Jan 26, 2011 11:11:57 AM)
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Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:12:02 AM)
*Vicki had made her way back out to the Bayou to see if Katie was about. She went to the normal spot but didn't see her. She sighed softly and took a seat on the dock, sitting indian style and leaned back on her hands and gazed up at the night sky. It certainly is peaceful here, she thought.
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:12:09 AM)
(had that ready for you
LeRoy Chatille (Jan 26, 2011 11:12:15 AM)
(:))
LeRoy Chatille (Jan 26, 2011 11:15:17 AM)
*skulked along the game trails of his domain, he was in his human form tonight, he needed thumbs to check the pots he and his partner had lain out a few days past, to supplement their meager food supplies with whatever crawled, wiggled, and wrothe its way into the dozen or so pots he'd concealed at the edges of pools..he was surprisingly clean, considering the surroundings, but for some mud on his hands and his heavy boots, dressed in a plain black tshirt, a brown leather vest, and a pair of lovingly worn-out jeans that fit his sleek and slinky self just right. he moved with a grace that bordered upon the legendary, almost dancing with the moonlight as he strolled along*
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:17:16 AM)
With her acute hearing she could hear someone walking about. She tilted her head a bit and tried to pinpoint the sound.
LeRoy Chatille (Jan 26, 2011 11:20:32 AM)
*his own senses were dulled by his lack of whiskers, but it was good exercise for the mind..he gingerly moved a willow branch from his path, stepped beneath it before replacing it as it was, a soft jingling of chain as he pulled up his pot from beneath the water, a smile touched his lips as he noticed movement from within*
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:22:14 AM)
She heard his chain jingle and she gazed in the direction. She spotted LeRoy pulling up something from the water. She tilted her head some and watched him.
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:30:41 AM)
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Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:30:49 AM)
did you get my post?
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:30:53 AM)
(yes)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:30:57 AM)
(ok)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:31:01 AM)
(didn't get to hit enter on mine*mutters*)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:31:10 AM)
(awwww. *hugs*)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:36:15 AM)
*he withdrew a few crawdads, the smaller ones he tossed back into the murk, perhaps to give them time to grow for later consumption, even a freshwater crab a bit bigger than a woman's hand went into the burlap sack cinched upon a beltloop at his hip. he straightened, every movement graceful, captivating. he finally rose, and looked over to the lone young woman that had wandered out far from the lights and safety of civilization..* Bonjour, pischouette
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:36:26 AM)
comment ca va?
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:37:01 AM)
(she speak french?) *he spoke the very creole form, clearly of cajun stock from the look of him*
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:37:08 AM)
(nope)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:37:29 AM)
(this will be interesting:D)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:38:12 AM)
She tilted her head and gazed at him as he spoke. She recognized one word and that was it. "Hello..."She offered him a slight smile. "I don't understand the rest."
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:39:36 AM)
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Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 11:44:54 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 11:59:03 AM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:02:03 PM)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 12:04:42 PM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:05:51 PM)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 12:10:41 PM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:13:39 PM)
Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 12:14:37 PM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:15:53 PM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:16:18 PM)
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Smoke (Jan 26, 2011 12:18:41 PM)
Vicki Pride (Jan 26, 2011 12:20:08 PM)
LeRoy Chatille (Jan 26, 2011 12:20:32 PM)
*smiles and nodded in understanding, he approached, a slight bunching of the corded muscle of his shoulders and neck as he did so, he looked around them for a long moment, before he gestured to her, then around*
She gazed to him and watched his gestures. She nodded. "Yes, I'm alone. I was looking for Katie."
*seemed not to understand what she was getting at..his head tilted..he pointed to the water, mimed large teeth with his fingers, made a couple snapping gestures*
*She tilted her head some not understanding him either. She thought for a moment.* Looking for...friend. "She hoped he'd understand that. She watched his eyes a moment and noticed how they refected the light.
*he lifted a shoulder after a moment, pointed to his eyes and shook his head to indicate he'd seen noone out there tonight himself..he slid a handrolled cone of paper from an inner pocket in his vest, as well as a farmer's match which he struck with his thumbnail. he placed the cone between his lips, and ignited the tip, the illicit scent of some rather potent ganja soon wreathed the air around him, he gestured from himself to a bit of dry land near where she sat, with a questioning uplift of an eyebrow, and a smile that could melt butter on the coldest winter morning*
She tilted her head some not understanding but smiled back to him. His smile is beautiful, she thought. She offered him a polite nod. "I wish I could understand you" She said softly.
*he took it as a yes, and moved to sit on the ground, near, but not uncomfortably so, he laid his head back, and took a deep hit from his joint..he patted the burlap sack at his side* Vous etes affames? *he rubbed his stomach a bit as he spoke* froid? *as he wrapped his arms around himself to feign shivering*
She smiled to him and shook her head. She wasn't cold and she wasn't hungry. "No, thank you."
bien, petit, bien *smiles to her, and simply takes a moment to savor the stillness of the evening, cold enough to quiet even the insects, he removed the battered and frayed straw cowboy hat from his head, and plopped it upon his upraised knee, he rakes his fingers through his hair, letting it fall free of the sloppy tail it had been bound back in for the moment*
She smiled politely and gazed up at the night sky. If he looked he'd notice her breathing was erratic. She pointed to the stars. "They're beautiful"
*he leaned forward a touch to peer up at the night sky, a low rumble in his throat before he spoke*
She gazed to him and though she didn't understand she felt he was telling her something about the stars. She gazed up again and to him and nodded a bit and smiled.
*smiled in return..and laid his head back against the trunk of the willow tree he sat against, his knees drawn close to his chest, sleek muscled arms draped across them..he drew a slow, deep breath*
She watched him a few moments before rising. She curtseied to him politely. "I must go. Nice meeting you." She said but wasn't sure she'd understand. "Adieu..."
Adieu, madamoselle..*he rises, and dips into a low bow, something more roguish than gentlemanly about the movement..perhaps it was the wink as he held her gaze*
She watched him a moment and smiled before turning and walking back up the path.
(either he needs to learn english or she needs to learn french. ;) )
(Grins* who says he don't speak english?>.>)
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