Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:03:11 AM)
(This user has entered Condemned houses just outside the bawn) (IP = 98.236.97.157)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:04:00 AM)
(This user has entered Condemned houses just outside the bawn) (IP = 96.238.84.229)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:04:20 AM)
(This user has entered Condemned houses just outside the bawn) (IP = 140.103.155.217)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:04:34 AM)
*Follows along with Lyric&*
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:05:25 AM)
*A kinfolk had found a couple of people out walking around, shyly she thought she heard some noises out this way. Just outside of the bawn there had always rested several old houses that for the most part now looked as though they should have been torn down ages ago. Each one falling down around its self, paint chipping of siding, some with collapsed roofs, but most something that could have been of historical significance had it been taken care and not let rot to waste. *
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:06:17 AM)
*She told each of you about the disturbance then quickly turned around to dismiss herself*
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:07:13 AM)
The Nova was well maintained, though boasted some modern additions that kept it from being truly -authentic- in design. The two drive along, classic rock playing and a blunt passing between them.... Lyric obviously drives high quite often, it didn't seem to phase the smooth control she exterted over the vehicle. She glances out the window, frowning as they pass through the decaying neighborhood. She slows the car. Her horror obvious... "So.. close to the heart of the Bawn..." a horrified glance was cast toward Scratchy. "How in the -fuck- did -this- happen?" Lyric did not bother to tone down her language as her nose snarls in disgust.
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:09:01 AM)
Had recently awoken. Hungry. He listened to what the kinfolk said of people being around, and took to his human form. It had been a bit of a labor getting dressed, a shirt of many iron arrowheads swallowed up his form, the pants he mastered, but the shirt he wore was inside out and backward with the tag sticking out in front of his neck. A green hoodie several sizes too large for his too skinny frame worn over that.
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:11:48 AM)
He loped along, taking care with his steps to insure that he would see before he would be seen. His bare feet made scarcely a sound on the turf.(Heightened senses activated, 2 successes to stealth as he leaves the treeline to enter the area where the houses are, brb fast got breakfast cooking and need to check it)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:12:31 AM)
How did what happen? *Looks a little confused as he looks out at the old houses that have obviously not seen use in a while.*
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:13:26 AM)
*Sure enough the kinfolk was right. Right outside one of the less run down homes, but still torn a sunder mind you. It was a two story home, large and perhaps at one time a grand distant neighbor to the plantation house that the sept now occupied. Parts of the roof had sunken in, foliage curled up around the house’s wooden and once white washed exterior. A good bit was over grown left un touched. But there were signs that others had been there before. Areas of tangled thorn and ivy mess had been cut away and tossed aside near the entrance.*
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:14:11 AM)
((I may be missing something... *Goes back to reread posts))
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:14:52 AM)
(( and just to be clear these are houses that are near the bawn as discribed in the septs discription))
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:15:22 AM)
"Dude... are you .... not seeing what I'm seeing? How... can you... not?" she seemed nearly pained. Her expressive gaze turned toward Scratchy. The car was pulled to the side of the road before this impressive edifice. "Come on... I at least -have- to get some pictures of this for my web-blog..." She tugs out her cellphone. "The city should be ashamed... so much devesation... Come on, Scratchy... let's check this place out... You -said- you were bored..."
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:16:57 AM)
*Still confused... he gets out, frowning and taking out a cigar to light up* Alright... what's the big deal with a few ol' houses? *Walks over towards the spot where brush was cleared away recently.
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:19:20 AM)
"You don't feel the stench of the oppressed ghosts of history screaming against commercial neighborhods rising as a multi-billion dollar industry while bits of history... workable usable structures fall to ruin.... Forgotten while this land soon becomes another horrible suburban Stepford project or worse a commercial blight on the commuity as things fall to chaos and commercialism.."
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:19:27 AM)
Others, one he vaguely recognized. He maintained a bit of distance, looking for signs of passage and tracks on the ground. Not drawing attention if he could avoid it.
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:20:29 AM)
Lyric seemed quite adrent in her spewing. She takes a few more long pulls of the blunt between passing it to Scratchy before eventually extinguising it and climbing from the vehicle...
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:20:54 AM)
Ya sure people didn' jus' move away because right next door there are tons o' garou with Rage coming an' going at all hours o' the night?
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:21:02 AM)
*The area may once have been a studding display of wealth and power back in the glory days of the south. Now a rotting ghost town leaving the area feeling like a haunted village. Noises came from inside that one particular house, the sound of laugher young laughs of a at least one male and one female* “I told you!” *The male voice boasted to his female companion*
scarybunnie (Jan 9, 2011 10:21:21 AM)
(This user is now known as Marshall and Tina)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:21:40 AM)
"... then why not amass this territory? Expand? Preserve and protect our local community?" she seemed quite convinced that some great injustice was happening.
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:22:15 AM)
*Shrugs some and heads towards the voices, not bothering with being quiet as he enters the ouse hthe kids are in.*
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:22:47 AM)
Tensed, faded back further, actively hiding from the others from the sept as much as the humans. He settled in the shadow of one of the other houses, waiting and watching.
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:23:00 AM)
Lyric glances up at the house. "Huh... somebody in there... this close to the sweet-spot they should be family right?"
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:23:07 AM)
She begins to move toward the sound.
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:24:40 AM)
*Activates Visiage of Fenris as he heads further in and looks around*
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:25:29 AM)
When they both had gone inside, he dropped into a crouch and moved swiftly toward the side of the house, watching the windows as he darted beneath, listening with lupus-sharp senses as he crept around the house, trying to locate the noisy humans from outside to better observe.
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 10:26:46 AM)
*The house didn't look so bad on the inside some of it was cleared away of debris and such, like whoever was here now could have possibly been here before. Hearing noise themselves the Teenagers suddenly stop their giggling and persistent joking that this was indeed a haunted house. Marshall removed his hand from underneath Tina’s shirt as well placing his finger against his lips to shush her. Apparently he was not going to get any at the moment. He could try some other time he supposed*
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:26:53 AM)
*Doesn't manage to activate Persuasion*
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:28:04 AM)
*Walks over to where Tina and Marshall are and stops in the doorway that would be their exit, just watching them for a moment as he takes a few puffs on his cigar*
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:29:04 AM)
*Cracks his neck* (3 sux on intimidate)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:30:27 AM)
Lyric moved along after Scratchy. She was -far- less intimidating... She wore a Beatles long sleeved tee with a large peace sign beneath a leather jacket and vintage flare legged denims with sewn on patches.
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 10:32:31 AM)
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Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:35:09 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:37:48 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 10:38:32 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:41:35 AM)
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Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:41:55 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:42:07 AM)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:43:41 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:44:17 AM)
Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 10:46:12 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:47:04 AM)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 10:47:36 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 10:47:40 AM)
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Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 10:48:14 AM)
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Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 10:50:51 AM)
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Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:16:07 AM)
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Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:17:12 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:17:14 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:17:20 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:17:54 AM)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:18:38 AM)
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Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 11:19:24 AM)
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Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 11:20:06 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:20:13 AM)
Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:20:14 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:20:38 AM)
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Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:21:47 AM)
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Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 11:22:33 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:22:51 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:24:45 AM)
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Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:26:07 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:27:27 AM)
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Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 11:29:35 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:29:42 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:30:05 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:32:09 AM)
Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:32:28 AM)
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Smoke (Jan 9, 2011 11:32:50 AM)
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Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 11:33:44 AM)
Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:34:24 AM)
Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 11:35:10 AM)
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Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:36:26 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:36:40 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:36:46 AM)
Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:37:02 AM)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:38:17 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:38:24 AM)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 11:39:10 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:39:24 AM)
Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:39:24 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:39:30 AM)
Marshall and Tina (Jan 9, 2011 11:39:36 AM)
Lyric Lesh (Jan 9, 2011 11:41:53 AM)
Keening Sorrow (Jan 9, 2011 11:42:02 AM)
Scratchy McPhearson (Jan 9, 2011 11:44:11 AM)
Taka Nakamoto (Jan 9, 2011 11:58:06 AM)
*Tina a blonde haired girl about the age of 17ish who probably should have been in church and not sneaking about with her counterpart Marshall was the first to see Scratchy when the scent of cigars lifted to her senses. Even she was taller than he was at first she wanted to chuckle at the little man, till she really got a look at him. At that time she was pretty much speechless, tugging on Marshall’s shirt she looked at him with the fear of God in her eyes to get his attention. Only then did Marshal slowly turn his head to face eyes with Scratchy instantly putting his hands up in a defensive manner, that smug smirk quickly cleared off his face.*
What er you kids doin' here? *Growled out, smoke curling up from his cigar as he speaks*
Lyric sort of skids in behind him.. "Hey..." a peace sign is offered as her hand dips upward. She seems content to let her Rage-filled counterpart do the talking.
His interest perked, he approached the atv around the back of the house. He knew nothing about the things other than that they were loud and belched stinking smoke that lingered in the fur for days. He began with that, ripping at any bits that appeared vulnerable, veins of stinking black fluid and other liquids, all emptied into their box of ice and metal.
*Tina was doing her damndest to not look at the short but grumpy old man. Big old brown doe eyes looking to spot anything else but him. Lyric looked nice she would do, even though the peace sign did not seem to comfort the teen to much she still wanted to piss herself. Marshall on the other hand decided he better at least try to portray a strong manly visage or he was never going to score with this chick. So he was the one to speak running his hand through his hair, but not really focusing on scratchy either*
*Starts walking closer to them, slowly, one step at a time* Yer mommy an' daddy know where you are boy?
When he had finished with bleeding out the machine. He sat backward on the seat and began to go through the gear that was present. Curiously fiddling with, and mostly breaking, things.
*the ATV out back was quickly being distoried by smoke as well as the lunch and any beer they had wish to consume later. It looks like Tina and Marshall were going to be walking home...*
(at least I don't have any fire!)
(( LOL Thats right!))
((I thought that where there's smoke.... ))
(One day I shall master the zippo)
"This isn't a party-pad...."
Sniffed at a wadded fistful of mess that used to be a sandwich, makes a face, and gingerly pulls out a piece of ham before he throws the rest over his shoulder. A tube of toothpaste was thoroughly investigated. He knew the scent of mint, this was sort of like that. he squeezed it till the cap popped off, squirting a stream of toothpaste across his neck. He growled, and squoze the rest into his mouth, chewing vigourously, nearly overwhelmed by the flavor.
(This user has entered Condemned houses just outside the bawn) (IP = 98.252.12.135)
A strangled yelp escaped him as the full effects of eating 1/2 a tube of potently flavored toothpaste were felt. A wild look in his eye, he leapt off the back of the ATV and scrambled to get in through the window into the room where the fenrir and the kids were speaking. Foam dripping from his lips like a mad dog. "HELP!"
((Is he in homid?))
(Yes)
*Tina was a girl that was easily intimidated, she must have had some daddy issues or something. Because the second Scratchy started to come closer she latched on to Marshall, her heart racing against her chest, feeling the rage of such a tiny man. She didn’t know how it was possible but she just knew he was a scary psycho killer and he was going to stab her to death right there. With fearful eyes she froze, the sound of liquid hitting the ground beneath her to form a puddle, that just didn’t seem to stop for at least 20 seconds.*
*Marshall blinked seeing Tina’s reaction, he was scared shitless too but he did not want to show it. Sratchy’s words made him tremble inside. Both the boy and the girl were dressed in their Sunday best. They clearly should have been at church and not out trying to get a move on in a run down house*
Slinking through the area on his way through to the bawn, he caught the yelling and starts that way to investigate.
*The Kids were all to happy for a distraction but not that kind of a distraction that crazy indian was foaming at the mouth! Who were these crazy people!? What was going on here was this a cult! It was then they both realized that they needed to get the hell out of here and go to chruch so they could praise Jesus!*
*Blinks* Did you jus' pi-*He is cut off by Smoke busting in like that and grabs Lyric reflexively pulling her behind him* WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?
The girl blinks, surprised at the rough handling by Scratchy.
He did not have time for conversation, nor any inkling to protect the feelings of humans, his dark eyes pained and teary, he barked out at the couple "LEAVE! DO NOT COME BACK!" before snatching up one of the beer cans, water bottle, anything to rinse the ungodly demon foam from his mouth, oblivious to the threat represented by the fenrir in that moment.
Naked except for his breechlout and the thick cascade of knee length blue-white hair, Sorrow might have been a sight to see had it not been for the natural gifts of the Wendigo allowing him to melt into the trees unseen. He didn't draw his bow, instead he just drew closer to peer inside the tumble down building to see what there was to see.
*Yes Tina did just piss herself, and it was not getting any better, with the yelling garou and the rabid tooth paste eating man. These people were crazy as hell! Like a scared little rabbit the starts looking for a way out. Fight or Flight suddenly took over in the couple eyes. It was not hard to see that they have chosen flight. Marshall more concerned with getting the hell out of there did a very ungentlemanly thing by pushing Tina away and down on the ground to cause a good enough distraction that he could attempt to get away from these psychos and out the back door*
See what kinda crazy fucks come aroun' this place?! You kids better get the fuck outta here! Lemme deal with this nutjob!
*Kicks Marshall in the butt as he ran past* Ya left yer girlfriend behind jackass!
Beer mixed with toothpaste produced a far more vigourous froth than one would expect. Not quite to the level of mentos and diet coke, but close, Smoke ended up spewing foam out the window, hanging over it like a seasick sailor for long moments, wretching violently and resolving to never, ever ingest anything created by man again!
*That jackass Marshall deserved that, he clearly was not going to score with this girl -ever-. But he was too scared to think of her right now other than to turn behind and usher her on. "Get up!" *He yelled at her making it out the back door. Marshall grabbed his hair in his hands and pulled it out of sheer shock and not knowing what else to do, when he saw the mess that Smoke had created, in a panic he tired to get the dead ATV to start. No use. No use at all. That crazy rabid man was going to give him the rabies or something. Giving up he took off screaming like a little girl from the way he came*
He steps back when Smoke starts retching out the window, chuckling. "Now that's attractive."
Positively miserable at this point, he just hung there over the sill, foam dripping from his face, hair matted, stomach making unhealthy noises.
"W... what?"
Lyric just.... looks lost... completely...
*Tina on the other hand stumbled to get to her eat time and time again having at least three false starts before she could get anything close to a footing. Marshall was long gone by then. That shit head leaving her to get eatten. Whimpering like a little girl in her piss colored dress she ran after him waving her hands, not even trying to look at the mess that was their ATV and camp gear*
Slides down off the sill, and sits against the wall, he wipes his mouth on his sleeve, finally beginning to catch his breath. "How do they eat that?" throwing aside the smashed tube of toothpaste.
(This user has entered Condemned houses just outside the bawn) (IP = 212.50.134.78)
(mind another? he could have been patrolling)
((Who's hair did Marshall pull?))
(( My work here is almost done, but you can certain join the fun clean up after math))
(( His own ))
"That's... for cleaning teeth... you are only supposed to use a pea-sized amount according to the American Dental Association..."
She peers around Scratchy, looking at Smoke.
He looked at Lyric after "cleaning teeth" she might as well have spoken japanese. "I am sorry. I did not listen to the soshation.
Who are you an' what er you doin' here? *Growled at Smoke, annoyed at his antics*
*Taka while on partol would hear the screams of a young man in chruch attire, running for his life. In fact he blazed right past Taka, trying his damndest to dodge him as well. He was getting the hell up out of there as quickly as possble*
I am Smoke, I was sent here.
He steps over to look through the window down at Smoke, no longer hidden as the trees weren't concealing him now.
"Those two need to run far before they are brought down or others will come." he spat to the side once more. "Should not be difficult to catch up."
-he gets out of the way- hey you, are you alright? -has a wtf look and takes off in the direction the young man had come from, now taka is sprinting over there expecting the worse-
"What's a so-station?"
"Bad english."
*Not far behind Marshall a smaller girl was running behind him. She was dressed in church clothing as well, carrying a pair of high heels with her as she ran, the smell of urine followed her, calling after the man that just passed* What are you doing! You jerk wait for me! I dont' want to die alone in the woods~
-he blinks and pauses and then turns to catch up to them- well you wont, i can show you out... its not a place you want to get lost.... and following the trails helps
come on.... -taka tries his best to lead the 2 away from the bawn area and the condemned houses-
*Marshall and Tina, both looked like they were crazed in the eyes at this point something had clearly scared the both of them to the point they were in panic mode and not thinking clearly. If they had been left to the thier own devices they would have never made it out of the area. The pair thankful for the help nod several times the girl looking to the sky with hands bent a praying manner* THANK YOU JESUS! Yes please! Please get us out of here and I will never skip curch again! *The girl pleaded with Taka*
We aren' bringin' anyone down. *Growled out and looks outside, noting the mess he made of their atv* Ah, great... ya destroyed their car.
He hops up into the window, crouching on the sill, his bare toes curled for grip. "So, Smoke? Is there a reason you decided to eat that?"
I was hungry and it was theirs, two stones
The kinfolk stares at Keening... "Woah.. they are coming out of the woodworks..." she murmurs.
*Huffs* Don' cause messes this close ta the Bawn! *To Smoke*
He looks to the fenrir "You spoke of garou, you could hear them, they could hear you.
Who caused mess?
Now you let them leave, they bring others
yea sure, think nothing of it -kinda helps that he is so attractive and such- this way, it leads back to the roads.... hiking can be treacherous this time of year, be careful where you walk and try to keep up -he offers to them- and calm down, less likely to bring attention to yourselves
"Whoa, what happened?" He looks between the three of them.
"You killed them when you spoke of secrets outside of safety." he explained calmly.
-taka caerfully leads the scared teens back towards the roads and the city proper would be in view too-
Lyric's face pales. "What.. are you going to -do-?"
She needed a seat....... The thought of killing two kids her own age was... her gaze darkens.
its best you don't come here to skip church... -he suggests to them- just stick to the city and such -speaking quietly as he moves them along-
They couldn' hear me then... I could barely hear voices in the house. An' ya don' fuckin' kill people jus' cause they overheard the word garou even if they did hear it.
alligators prowl in these woods.... they leave the waterways -he tries to make a convincing story to keep them away- been some attacks too earlier in the season
*Calm down that was easy for the way too cute guy leading her back to the trail Tina thought to herself. She certainly could not go to church now having pissed herself, that was one thing she was going to have to explain to mom and dad. Her brown doe eyes shifting over to Marshall like daggers. Oh he was going to pay for this later. He was going to pay.*
Two humans here, kinfolk came to me, told me. I come. These two come in car *he said the c-word distastefully* Talking alot, this one says (and keep in mind I am paraphrasing, but Smoke has an eidetic memory) "Maybe they left because they have garou neighbors coming in and out at all hours of the night?" (3 success scratchy impersonation) Before he checked to see if anyone was inside, humans laughed.
*Marshall on the other hand knew better than to say one damn word to the girl he had shoved down to make a faster get away choosing to keep focused on Taka and a way out of there* “Sure thing man the quicker the better, lead on…bunch of crazies…out there. I think they are in a cult!”
I break their little car. Eat bad stuff while I listen to them talk, did not know how to stop burn, scared humans. I go in a moment to bring down.
Andy wasn't going to like this... He told her to keep a low head... She'd be lucky if she still had a head...
You do if you do not want them to come back. Sacred place, secret place. Not for them.
((He was still tryin' to cope a feel when Scratchy walked into the house... so they didn't overhear any of Scratchy and Lyric's conversation when they were back at her car.))
Her hands lift to cover her face.
((Smoke lacks x-ray vision))
((and is seeing it in black and white terms))
((like a lupus, almost!))
No ya don' jackass... there are better ways o' dealin' with stuff like this... you didn' help at all.
a cult, i doubt that.... just forget about it ok? trust me there, its better than going on about wierdos in the woods... we're just about here
He arches a brow at the interaction, stepping over to Lyric's side to offer her a shoulder to lean on. "Hey, girl..."
You talk alot. Your choice on your head. If more come and we have to kill, all the blood will be for you, yes?
most of the buildings and junk there might be lived in once in a while by creepy homeless. its better to leave them alone
He rose with that, and place a hand on the windowsill, clearly intending to make his leave if not stopped.
they sometimes eat the gators, anything they can find...
We don' kill humans jus' fer bein' near the Bawngrounds... Anymore than we kill wolves fer doin' the same.
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Lyric looks miserable. "What will happen to those kids?" she seems to be quite concerned.
Shit as far as anyone knows my ass was in church this morning. *Marshall said with a sigh trying to strigten his tie.* Or maybe my car broke down...yeah that is it...my car broke down...*Marshall followed along trying to think of a good lie about where he had been and my Tina was covered in her own piss. *Tina never spoke a word, eyes like daggers with her arms crossed over her chest just trying to make it back. The only person she didn't look at in a hateful way was Taka...he was too cute and helpful*
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[still having technical difficulties, I see]
No response. Slipped out the window, and began to lope for the treeline. He took lupus when safe in the shadows, and began to seek the trail, keen senses honed by a life of hunting put to their full use.
the woods here are a challange even for a survivalist like myself...... i'm a model too -he smiles a bit- but we should quicken our pace..... i can get you to the bus stop or call a taxi or something
Fuckin' idiots... *Growled out* Didn' think hetre were many Talon types aroun' here. *Goes out and looks at what Smoke did to the car*
(He just ripped out the tubes and what wires he could, and "bled" it into their cooler, he don't know enough to do anything too clever)
*Tina looked over at Taka, with a thankful smile taking quicker steps as he had instructed her to do.* A model! I would believe that...A taxi would be nice....umm would you like to come to chruch with me sometime?
*Looks at Lyric* Wanna go back to the bawn with me ta tell 'em ta get a tow truck out here to tow this thing away?
*Marshall, didn't say shit. His girlfreind was always scoping out other guys and he had a shit ton of things to fix and figure out.*
"Um... yeah... I think I'd better..." she nods once.
"I really don't know." He shrugs. "Killing them could cause issues, probably best to figure out what they're going to do about the crazies in the woods. Not exactly a bad thing to have people avoid the place, but there's also the concern that people will come out of a sense of worry."
She turns to Scratchy. "I can drive my car back..."
"I'll.. wait... there..."
maybe sometime, however i doubt your boyfriend would approve -faint grin to them- (we at the road yet? taka knows his way around)
Mebbe you can ask the elders why there's so many abandoned houses closeby too.
Padded along swiftly to try to catch up with the humans, surprised by how straight the trail had become, he expected separate trails, if not panicked fleeing in random directions.
Lyric was already in motion, she was moving toward the Nova...
(there is a garou scent too)
(haha was about to ask about that)
(he's not using any gifts)
(ok)
"Probably helps with the camouflage, considering the plantation is considered by most to be some creepy old buildings."
He moved with some caution so as not to blunder over them, rather, he sought to observe, if another garou had the matter in hand so much the better.
*Heads along to get in the car with Lyric*
*They arrived at the road, and tina just looked at Marhsall and shook her head* He messed up -big- time. He is a coward. *She turned her head pulling out her cell phone to call a taxi*
He sweeps his hair back over his shoulders and heads outside to look over the messed up ATV/car. [ATVs aren't cars... So which is it?]
(It is an ATV)
*Marshall did not even have it to say. He knew he screwed up, but now his concern as getting the hell out of here*
(( The kids had an ATV *nods*))
i don't even mess with the homeless out there.... just leave it alone. promise me you will? i don't want to come out here and find parts
(it's not burned up or immovable, just devoid of some fluids with a ripped out wiring harness)
(wouldn't likely be too hard to fix)
-I- am never coming back here. He thought he was going to get fresh with me! *She was pissed alright scolding Marshall while she never even looked at him*
*Marshall shook his head.* No thanks, man...Not intrested.
good, instead hang out in the french quater...... lots of stuff to do
(( meaning that he is not intrested in coming back here))
(ugh, must pretend I am working for a bit!)
(lol ty for the scene, Smoke will slink off to be confused)
Yeah I guess that is where I should have taken Tina...*He sighed shoving one hand in his pocket the other offered to Taka* Thanks man I owe you one.
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-he shakes the guys hand then glances around a moment. things seem calm-
He shakes his head at the mess, sighing as whatever happened seems unlikely to be good for someone.
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(ready to go to sept?)
*The cab evenutaly comes and the who teenagers are taken back where they belong*)
(( :) ))
-taka watches them go and feels relieved that they are out of this area-
Lyric looks dubious regarding the whole affair. She wants one of her tribe members.... hopefully one of rank and standing...
(( Question or concerns before I move to ooc?))
((*Snugs* Thanks for the Scene! We're gonna let an elder know what happened so they can get the car towed if they want.))
(( got cha :) ))
(nope, thanks for the scene!)
(( np ))
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