Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:47:36 AM)
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Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:47:55 AM)
*She would give him an address near the bad part of town*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:49:01 AM)
*doesn't bat an eye as she directs him near the 9th ward, but then again, why would he?* You can try screwing around with the AC if you want..sometimes it works.. *just has the windows down as he pulls away from the sept*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:49:23 AM)
(bench seats or bucket ones?)
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:49:54 AM)
**there is a double-barrelled shotgun by her feet on the floor, safety on. Bench seat, it's from the early 90s**
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:50:32 AM)
*She slips her body out of the upper part of the seat belt and lays her head on his leg resting her hands there...yes she was touching him not in lupus*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:50:58 AM)
*blinks* Um.. I wasn't gonna charge ya for the lift home..if that's what you're thinking.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:52:10 AM)
*She doesn't get the reference and simply rests her head there her hand lightly on his leg just looking at the floor boards* I did it to myself...*there was emotion on her face now...sadness confusion...it was very much plainly there in her face and her voice*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:53:17 AM)
*seems to relax a bit when he realizes it's not some horrible sort of miscommunication* You said that..yeah. I've heard of stuff like that, never seen anyone I know do it.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:54:47 AM)
*Softly said as the tears welled up* When the pain gets too much on the inside...i let it bleed out...and ...and all the ones that ever hurt me were homids....so...i didn't trust them...the only ones that have ever been kind to me were 4 legs...and they weren't my tribe...i have to use self control not to run screaming from my own tribe...*She turns her face into his leg crying*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:54:48 AM)
*has to scoot the back of her head a little closer to his hip to keep from popping her in the nose when he shifts gears*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:57:16 AM)
*glancing down at the strange muffled noises* ..Well Scratchy and I aren't ah.. lupus. Are you crying? *with a hint of that typical male undertone of "oh shit" in his voice. The ahroun is not a counselor. He clears his throat a bit and plunges on as he drives* And that one guy who looked like a walking steroid didn't seem all that bad, he's a Lord..
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 7:58:19 AM)
And Nate didn't mean anything hurtful the other day. I mean, he's an ass..but he's a Raggie Fang, it's practically in the job description..
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 7:58:50 AM)
*She shook her head in his lap and said quietly* Thats the public face...they all change behind closed doors...just like the Silver Fang do....cruel ...and I know your not lupus but your NOT them....and I've been trying but its so hard...*She does sob now on him*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:01:09 AM)
*risks another fast glance down and winces silently..just.. pulls off the side of the road a bit so he can drop the rattling truck out of gear and kill the engine. Putting one hand on her back gently* Hey now.. that's not so tragic is it? Just have to make a third category, for non-four legged decent people.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:03:46 AM)
*She cried on him now so small and frail and helpless and scared...this was Taja...the real Taja not that mask of nothingness. She cried on him for a good long time muttering random bits of things* never had...punished nearly lost an arm...hate them....wish i was never born to that family...*After a time the crying slowly started to subside and she just rested there on his lap the seatbelt was probably pretty painful but she didn't seem to want to move.*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:05:29 AM)
*twists enough to get an arm over to it and unbuckle it for her, without taking the comforting right hand from her back and shoulders*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:06:57 AM)
*She slumps comfortably there now holding him as if he had fur like she did that first time in the parking lot as she looked up at him looking a mess thankfully she didn't wear make up just tears and a bit of snot from the hard crying her eyes that was the most dramatic change when she wasn't wearing the mask they were so expressive of all the private hurts...*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:08:41 AM)
*his own nearly black gaze is concerned and a bit lost on this one.. But he fishes a paper napkin from a cup holder and offers it* I'm sorry I'm not much help.. *feeling like a duck on asphault*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:09:23 AM)
*She slowly creeped over in the seat to wrap her arms around his waist she takes the napkin and wipes her self off then holds to him tightly her little arms holding on to him as if she let go she'd float away to god knows where *
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:14:19 AM)
*just..sort of rubs her back gently with the hand that was resting on it* It's alright Taja.. It's.. going to be fine somehow. *trying to dredge up what his father used to tell him when he was little* Everything's going to work out, or we'll kick its everloving arse.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:15:37 AM)
*She simply nodded it wasn't the words of encouragement growing up where she did the last person that genuinely cared about her died it was the physical comfort of having someone to hold that mattered to her as she held to him then finally a soft voice she repled to him* Thank you...you don't have to put up with me...I'm not even your tribe...I'm a mongrel after all.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:20:06 AM)
Eh..so am I. We don't even know what Tribe Mama's kin to. *wry*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:21:15 AM)
*She slowly looked up at him again those eyes holding so much hurt she blinked slowly then she leaned up and kissed his cheek gently and rested her head over on the side of his shoulder where the battle scar was as she held him*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:28:12 AM)
*his cheeks darken at the kiss and he leans to just rest his cheek against the top of her head where she sits holding on*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:28:24 AM)
(did i just make a get blush)
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:28:58 AM)
(Juuusst a little. lol It's possible.))
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:29:17 AM)
*She simply nuzzles there at the crook of his neck holding on to him as if nothing else in the world matters but holding on to the strong one since she was so small and weak she sighed out her breath warm on his throat*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:29:25 AM)
(*Marks that off the bucket list*)
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:29:28 AM)
((He's embarassed, has no idea what to do with the crying woman lol))
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:31:20 AM)
(most men don't know what to do with a crying woman its like insta panic button)
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:33:02 AM)
((Totem doesn't allow her followers to show fear. So Lukas just looks concerned and uncomfortable. lol)) *he's solid, without being muscle-bound. Not the weight lifter type in the least, just works hard daily. She gets the feeling he's tougher than he is strong from her grip on him*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:34:18 AM)
*She slowly looks up to him her face very close to his as she blinked slowly her cheeks a little blushy as well* I should probably move...*her breath soft against his lips this close*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:34:26 AM)
*She says the words but she doesn't move*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:36:19 AM)
*his own color has faded, and he just turns to regard her with a sort of wry smile* I'm not the kind of guy who'd tattletale. You can move when you're ready to. *the coarse tenor doesn't seem to have gained any additional roughness*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:37:16 AM)
*Again softly said still that close* but if I don't move...Ill want to do more then I probably should...since you probably don't like me to begin with...*her lips lightly brush his now with the words*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:40:32 AM)
*tucks his chin against his chest to put a bit of distance between his lips and hers* Got nothing to do with not liking ya, little sister. *he pauses, as if letting his nickname for her remind them both of propriety*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:41:49 AM)
*Her heart he could feel was racing at an almost alarming rate as she turned her head away and slowly slid away from him the pain evident on her face at that and she curled up on her side of the truck now pulling the seat belt over herself once more*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:42:49 AM)
*closes his eyes against that pain, apparently accepting the blame for it and reaching to start up the engine again*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:43:51 AM)
*She says quietly* that hurt...I'm going to end up like father...loving someone they deny me...*she looked out the window in the reflection you can see the slow reconstruction of the mask*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:44:52 AM)
*The anger got the better of her before she could complete the mask and she actually punched the dashboard wincing at the feeling and shaking her hand now her teeth gritted*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:48:18 AM)
*looks back to her briefly, one hand still on the gearshift* Taja. Please think for a moment. You don't even -know- me.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:48:43 AM)
I don't but its frustrating I won't even get to...damn them...
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:48:48 AM)
*her teeth still gritted*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:49:03 AM)
Won't even get to what?
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:50:24 AM)
*Beneath the bandages the red blossoming from the punch to the dash* I won't even get to know you and decide for myself...every action is dictated by them...i was born in bondage...Father had to go through a complete obstacle course to get to the woman he loved...they denied him the right to even Marry her...he could only live with her and she died unwed...and shamed by her family because of them....*her teeth gritted in such anger in such a tiny woman*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:55:05 AM)
*chuckles a bit* In a sense..not just you stuck with that one. I'd take serious flak for trying to go outside Tribe as well.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:56:02 AM)
*She put her hand unconciously to her shoulder that was clawed* I tried to run away and they came to remind me of my duties...*She looks over at him* you have more of a choice then I ...and its not as if you seek anything lasting...
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:57:13 AM)
*lifts a brow* Sorry Taja, wasn't trying to imply I had it worse. *irony lacing that one*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:58:01 AM)
*She frowns* At least you can stand up to them...your strong. They nearly killed me once for my actions...I stated I wanted out of the family...and thats what I got...I still want out but I'm ineffectual.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 8:59:06 AM)
I nearly get killed for my actions once a month or so. *chuckles* Just a different method.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 8:59:34 AM)
*She sighs* I'm sorry I'm not trying to belittle your situation...I'm sure its probably as bad in its own way...*she leaned forward putting her face in her hands*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:03:19 AM)
*Once you get to the address its a brick building with grafitti all over it its a single building not an apartment building*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:05:32 AM)
*the ride was quiet..but without expectations on Lukas' part at least* Hey little sister.. *putting the truck in park again* Home sweet home.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:05:55 AM)
*She looks to him* Come inside...I want to show you something....
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:06:55 AM)
Reminds me.. *fishes in the pocket of his jeans to pass over a handful of photos of the wolves that make up his pack, always in 2s or threes*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:07:34 AM)
*She took them and slipped them away in her pouch and opened the truck door and slid down to the ground fidgeting to get her keys with the un bloody hand*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:08:37 AM)
*gives her a moment before getting out of the truck as well, shutting the door with an absent shove and following her to the door as he looks around*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:10:39 AM)
*Its not a good neighborhood but it looks like this building used to be a business...she unlocks the door and Sildhu looked up from the dog beg he was in and didn't get up. The room was devoted solely to painting a wide open space...there was a matress on the floor in the corner with disheveled bed cloths. Central in the studio was an image of Lukas lupus form running through the forest seems she'd snapped a shot of him unbeknownst to him from a distance...the painting is done in almost perfect clarity. (6 succ painting)
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:12:38 AM)
*She dumped her keys down and took the photos to the other easel set up and set them on the work bench beside it placing them just so to look them over slowly as if memorizing the character of the pack itself.*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:13:16 AM)
*The reds in lukas fur...are very rich...there was a jar of a deep red fluid on the work bench beside the easel of his solo image....it smelled of paint and blood*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:14:26 AM)
*moves inside enough to close the door..waiting there rather than intrude upon her space. But his eyes roam the place curiously and the bloodied paint gets a glance*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:15:16 AM)
*There were stacks and stacks of canvas's along the walls all turned image in so he can't see any of them...evidentally this is her body of life's work...the only decoration in the whole place is a beautiful rendition of a woman trying to keep her hair out her face that looks slightly like Taja but more soft and lovely sitting in a field of wild flowers in the summer sun* Come in...*She motions to the central canvas...* That is yours...you can take it when you choose to.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:20:05 AM)
*looks to the painting, and back to her* Somehow.. I don't think you painted that so that I could see what I look like when I run. *quietly*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:21:28 AM)
*She shook her head no* Obviously not I could have given you a photograph of that...*She was looking to him* I painted that just as I painted my mother...*she motions to the painting on the wall* I painted it for an expression of my feelings....I rarely paint for that reason...*She adjusted the photos of pack then slowly tugged off the hoodie...and started to unwrap the bindings*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:24:09 AM)
*The bandages went up to her elbows as she unbound them her hands looked like she was in a bad bar fight the knuckles bruised and up the arms there were cuts here and there...perhaps how she got the blood in the first place she looked over them slowly flexing the hand she'd hit the dash with the knuckles were bleeding*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:25:42 AM)
*With the tank top on he could see the nasty set of scars that at one point may have nearly cost her an arm along with a bullet scar over where her heart should be she looked to him scared as she was *
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:25:59 AM)
((kids had a meltdown, sorry back now))
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:26:09 AM)
((its fine i was posting mostly descriptive shit))
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:28:57 AM)
Your feelings .. *after he'd watched her slow reveal..he exhales quietly and then moves forward, to the painting to see it more clearly, giving her artistry the courtey of his time at least. It's good manners*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:30:30 AM)
*She simply nodded and went to wash her hands in the steel sink along the wall. The painting had her blood worked into it at various places but also into his under fur and hind quarters. There is a look on his muzzle of pure freedom and joy of the running. The strength in the muzzle as well as the flanks the long legs loping at an easy pace*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:32:12 AM)
*The photograph was a good base but the painting itself she instilled all the characteristics she saw in him instead of using the photograph to simply copy the image.*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:33:41 AM)
*Said as she slowly dried off her arms* I was going to catch you in hispo because you seem more comfortable in that form but I didn't think it proper...that would be a dangerous painting.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:35:51 AM)
*musing lightly* ..it feels ..like running. And really.. I don't take that one outside battle or packlands much.. *looking to her as if to ask when the hell she saw him in that one*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:36:30 AM)
*She didn't answer sneaky shadow lord kin was sneaky as she slowly methodically dried the arms off*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:40:34 AM)
Okaay.. please take this the best manner possible.. but following me or taking secret photographs and making paintings out of your own blood is just a little on the creepy stalker side of things. *brows furrowing lightly*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:42:27 AM)
I couldn't get a proper ruddy color for the paintings how do you think I got the bark to look so rich in my mothers painting. As for the photographs I have several other lupus I've taken pictures of...but take it as you like...*She got bandages out to rewrap her arms she wasn't looking at him.* Your pack painting should be done in the next few days and I will let you know when it is ready for transport.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:47:00 AM)
Taja, I don't know your whole history either.. but pair that little snapshot of this evening with the fact that you're cutting your arms and hands up.. *shakes his head a bit at the concept and leaves it at that* I'm sorry, I can't help you in this. *wincing faintly as he curses his ineptitude inwardly*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:48:57 AM)
I didn't ask you for your help, never once have I asked I know what my weakness is. I know what is wrong with me and rather then try to place it upon others I take it on my self. My family instilled in me you live with the pain and try not to let it show...this was a stupidity on my part...it started with the bloody knuckles in frustration at letting that man who called me a furry upset me...and it got completely out of hand. *She finished bandaging herself*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:52:30 AM)
Andy seems to be the studying sort...I may speak to him and try to fix...this problem.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:55:45 AM)
Children of Gaia certainly have more experience with these things than I do.. And for the record, I know you didn't ask for it. Doesn't keep me from being sorry I'm no help. *quietly, candid*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:56:44 AM)
*At least it was a step...she was going to try to trust someone again...there was a slight fear in her eyes about it but she was trying* It's not your area...I wouldn't ask a mechanic to paint a Picaso...that would be akin to it. You are made for protecting and defending...
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:57:50 AM)
Actually.. *starts to say something, then just gives a wry chuckle* Nevermind. I'm gad you're going to talk to someone..well, better equipped for this.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:58:03 AM)
No please say what you are going to say.
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:58:18 AM)
I would prefer you candid with me. I get the not statements from my family.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 9:58:51 AM)
It wasn't about you, Taja. Just something I'd be better off distancing myself from. A ship long since sailed as it wer.e
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:59:35 AM)
*She crosses her arms looking to him*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 9:59:46 AM)
As you wish...I will not force the issue then.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:02:02 AM)
Appreciated. *he nods lightly and looks back at the painting* I have ..no idea what I'm supposed to do with this... It's beautiful..and somewhat personal..
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:02:29 AM)
It is for you ...save it for a gift for a mate in the future do with it as you please it is a gift.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:03:06 AM)
Is it ..dry?
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:03:10 AM)
*She nods*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:04:59 AM)
Alright.. Well, thank you. It's incredible. *sincerity just..so easy for him*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:05:48 AM)
*She nodded once and went to get a box to put the painting in to keep it safe even if it never saw the light of day again*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:06:18 AM)
I'll probably take it back to my parents..
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:06:49 AM)
*She nodded slowly putting the painting in the box and sealing it up properly for movement and storage*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:06:56 AM)
Not like I'll even end up with a woman I could give it to. *helping her wrap it up and pack it away*
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:07:37 AM)
Thanks Taja. *once it's done and wrapped, he stands and lifts the package*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:07:42 AM)
That remains to be seen. *She let him help her it seemed like it was hard accepting the help*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:07:53 AM)
*She nodded once*
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:08:07 AM)
I'm glad it was appreciated in the spirit it was given.
Lukas Vangelis (Mar 24, 2011 10:08:29 AM)
((I'm gonna log and take kids outside. They're long overdue. lol))
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:08:42 AM)
((k have fun for m))
Taja Cuza (Mar 24, 2011 10:08:55 AM)
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