Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:01:27 PM)
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Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:01:35 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:02:17 PM)
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Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:03:05 PM)
"I could do with spending a night or two at the cabin. Considering Perri's words of warning it migt be something that's for the best." She smiled and looked over to him as she walked from the doorway of the cabin. Her arms crossed over her shoulder as she watched him from the porch.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:07:01 PM)
* The area around the cabin was looking more and more like a zoo the longer the demon was in residence the coyotes, the skunks, the owls, the crows the feral fighting chicken? Well for whatever reason one had moved into the barn and nothing had eaten it. It would be hard to think of a more secure place really* I could as well, not to mention around here I can see most things coming long before they get here. *And as if in confirmation she could feel his prickling lores of course that was always the case around the cabin. The big swamp man sprawled in his favorite rocking chair on the porch and then looked up at Savannah* changed your mind about working for the Great Snake it sounded like though.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:10:54 PM)
(dern, was actually going to have Lobo waiting on the porch... )

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:12:04 PM)
(She could be out there when they went out)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:13:10 PM)
"Well... I've been thinking. It's clear that our dear friend will not be around much long... expecially in his position of power. Someone of conpetence will need to take the reins. Plus... gathering information is simply someting I've always been good at. Why not stick with what I'm best with. I've never been a good being the diciplinarian."

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:13:53 PM)
*Lobo slipped through the perimeter of Armand's domain. Friendly enough albeit cautious and wiley. She padded through on human bare feet. Lobo might be cleaned up and scrubbed to smell nice but her natural, feral demeanor skulked her form into a stealthy twist. Her trendrilly long hair sweying accross her chest where a strip of cloth maintained modesty. It tied in the back and wrapped around the front of her neck for good measure. Gracing her hips was a low cut pair of woman's denim with enough holes to be sold at Buckle for $240 and last only half as long as normal jeans.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:27:24 PM)
Well that is really not a bad idea on your part. Though our friend is slippery enough do not count him out yet. What was the phrase Mark Twain used? "The rumors of my demise have been greatly exhagerated." *Loco had probably spooked around Armand's place enough at this point that the locals did not see her as a threat and thus Armand did not have the luxury of a warning of her approach at least on this occasion. So he was simply rocking on his porch and speaking with Savannah when she arrived and he would be a bit vexed to be caught off guard but that does happen on occasion.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:27:28 PM)
The faint sounds of the crush of the bush and brush and the movement of the foliage would cause the woman's eyes to drift off towards the dark figure. Those dark orbs sparkled as she took in the worn, wild and feral look of the woman. There was the faint light of both amusment and intrigue in her eyes as she walked towards he edge of the porch and closer towards Lobo. "Well now... If it is Loco Lobo. I've been wondering when I would see you again. I've been thinking about you quiet a bit." Her smile turned in to a bit of a smirk.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:27:32 PM)
(Sorry phone rang)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:28:52 PM)
*Armand was doubly vexed as Savannah saw the pretty if wild looking woman first but none the less he soon relaxed and added* I suspect she has been around a bit. The guardians did not even react to her.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:31:41 PM)
*Her arms had been painted with the likeness of leaves. Delicate images of flora to help conceil her in the brush. She glanced up at them silently for a time, her eyes like glowing orbs of hazel. They were full of the moon, and held a lunatic's smile even though her lips didn't curve into one. She blinked and moved closer, capable of invoking madness in mortals yet against the demons she was simply inspiring. She tilted her head, a grin maybe playing at her lips so long as they stayed there and didn't approach too quickly.* Of me? Why?

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:38:00 PM)
(AFK for less than 10)

Yama Kaze (Dec 12, 2010 8:39:08 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:45:02 PM)
(back0

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:45:10 PM)
(WB)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:08 PM)
(wb)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:13 PM)
(thanks)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:16 PM)
(no posts?!)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:25 PM)
(sorry. give me a couple minutes. I spilled all over my desk and keyboard)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:42 PM)
(In other words she is shorting out *L*)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:46:54 PM)
(*electrical zaps and pops*)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:47:52 PM)
*Armand let Savannah answer Loco while he motioned for the feral woman to join them if she was so inclined. If her apparent unhinged state bothered him he certainly did not show it. Instead he simply kept rocking in his chair. There were three other rocking chairs on the porch and while the ladies conversed Armand simply asked Loco* Hungry?

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 8:49:58 PM)
*She glanced at Armand briefly, a short nod and a hesitant step closer.* Always.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 8:53:45 PM)
Alright *He got up and turned to go into the house. Though on this occasion there was not any sound of banging pots or the smell of cooking. Instead there was simply the sound of a cabinet opening and closing. And after a short bit he re-emerged and tossed Loco a pound zip lock bag of homemade jerky. He also offered her a Coke if she was so inclined* here you go. *He then settled back into his high backed rocking chair.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:04:02 PM)
*She reached out for the food and caught it with a bit of juggling action. Lobo wasn't so much inclined to move close enough and seize her soda, but she lingered nearby while watching Savannah. The woman was sure to say something soon...*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:10:36 PM)
*Noting her hesitancy Armand sat the soda on the edge of the porch where she could reach it but did not have to get overtly close to him.* So Loco likes my little piece of snakes and lakes? *He asked with a little tilt of his head in her direction. A small smile played on his lips* or perhaps it is just our utterly charming company? I am just curious as to what keeps bringing you back to visit.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:13:52 PM)
*Right then, she was fiddling with the bag in order to attempt an open. Her hands balled into fists onto either side, awkwardly pulling it open with a little more force than needed. The smell was absolutely heavenly, which was sort of ironic, and two pieces were gobbled down almost instantly. Lobo turned up to Armand, sensing he'd just asked her a question.* Not company, oh no. *The vehemont denial probably making that a lie. She curled her lips up a bit, flashing him a toothed smile... which wasn't a smile to begin with.* You smell like tilled soil... where you come from just now?

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:18:31 PM)
I have had some matters to take care of in town. That is the area I cover for father serpent. *He watched her fuss with the zip lock bag a bit of amusement crossing his features but it was then gone nearly as quickly as it had arisen.* You seem to be hungry all of the time don't you get meals regularly among your own kind? Or I would at least think you could hunt outside the boundaries that myself and father have set for you.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:18:43 PM)
(okay. back I think so. sorry)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:18:54 PM)
(WB Savvy)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:19:27 PM)
(lol!)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:19:47 PM)
(dude... I don't know it is today... but it's weird)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:20:37 PM)
(someone banged on my door scared the hell out of me and I dropped my drink. It was some little kid falling and smaking my door. So I made sure they were okay. lol. Then I made to clean out my keyboard... and just ended up swapping it out with my other one. )

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:21:30 PM)
(Your door seems to be the place for the start of chain reactions)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:22:03 PM)
Always hungry, always been like that. *She didn't look fat, but nice and curvacious should do her right. Her image was rugged but healthy, clearly eating enough. It could be the alarming rate at which she healed herself, also. A higher metabolic rate required more food to fuel her and the hidden mass she could become. She glanced at him suspiciously, as if his simple question should be hiding some ulterior meaning. Her eyes alive with a silver light of the moon.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:24:33 PM)
Savannah has gone inside for a moment to do something it would seem. Slowl the scent of cooked flesh would waft from the small cabin. From the smell of it, it was the makings of some kind of stew. The scent of rich game meat and fresh vegtables would waft in to the air. The scent of fresh biscuits would fine itself rolling out in to the air as well. Soon a shadow would fall over the door. Savannah would appear with two of those tine paltes. Each one had a bowl of the spiced rabbit stew and a nice thick biscuit on the side with a spoon in. The first dish would be given over to Armand and the other she would walk to Loco and would have her the dish. "Of course she is hungry. Here you are suga... eat up."

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:26:14 PM)
*He chuckled a bit at that and took the bowl Savannah offered* Thank you bebe. *He then looked back to Loco and smiled a bit more and tried a bit of humor at her expense* you know if I did not know any better I would say that you are always hungry because you got a case of the worms. But I really do doubt that is the case.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:27:59 PM)
*Lobo almost took a step back and turned her head. Her slender hands raised with palms up to claim the plate. Either she was afraid to be struck or she couldn't stand herself to accept such a gracious gift. Savannah stepped back, leaving Lobo with more of her divine cooking. She smirked, or at least let a smile pull at the side of her lips. The line of pearly white teeth bore at her only briefly before she reached for the spoon and started eating up. at her feet was the bag of jerkey, soon to be reclaimed.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:30:22 PM)
*Armand glanced at Savannah to see if she had any real idea what to make of the feral woman. Yes, he was the wild type of their pairing but even he did not really seem to understand all the woman's strange mannerisms*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:34:08 PM)
"Oh come now Brother. The dear must have a metobalism that is absolutly out of this world. You said yourself you say her all banged up and bruised and then next day nealy completly healed." Her eyes seemed to glitter as she took in the the wild adn feral looking woman. Though with all her facination that seemed to be something other emotioned or ideal that was lurking beind demonic eyes. if one looked closely they might even that the expression seened a bit motherly.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:38:02 PM)
*Lobo paused to watch Savannah and that expression of hers. Finishing up the stew and leaving the bowl on the deck. She jumped gracefully up to the rails, then straddled them just out of their reach. Of course she was a little too full to consider the cola setting there in reach, but Lobo claimed it regardless. Again with difficulty, she attempted to crack it open, glancing at Savannah while she did so.* You said, you were thinking about Loco Lobo... why's this?

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:38:46 PM)
*Armand dipped his head and seemed to consider that* the fuel to run such engines has got to come from someplace I suppose. *Armand of course noted the look but he did not comment on it. He then shifted his attention back to the ravenous shifter.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:42:16 PM)
"Because.. you remind me of a dream I once had." Her voice was feather light as she spoke. Her eyes softened as she watched Loco come to sit upon a rail. The expression of motherly love would fade in to something that was much closer to regret and sadness. "That's all. Just a dream. I do have to say I am astounded at your existance through. To see that... a race such of yourself exists... bring me a great deal of joy."

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:44:47 PM)
*The can relinquished its defenses in a satisfying hiss. A bit of the amber liquid slid over her palm but it didn't last long. She suckled on her fingers casually, her eyes heavylidded to block the abundant moonlight that glared in them. It also softened the light coming out of her pupils too, that sort of wolf-shine rather unnerving. Lobo wrinkled her nose a bit and shrugged, taking up her pause with a sip of the acidic and sweet Coca-cola.* Would rather, just be a wolf in the woods. It's peaceful there.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 9:51:24 PM)
Well you can haunt these woods as a wolf as long as you do not torment my other servants. *Armand responed as he glanced between her and Savannah. From the look on the later's features he could make more than a few guesses as to her motivations and feelings.* To be real honest Savannah and I normally tend to keep our true shapes around here, but when we are using the house we canot as it is not big enough for us. *He titled his head a bit* at least for now we are hoping to make some arrangements to fix that soon.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 9:52:12 PM)
"I'm not sure if... a wolf in the woods would be the best anology, but I do yearn for a simpler existance that I no longer have. It would be.. absolutly delightful if things could go back to a time when.... those like ourselves did not have to hide behind false forms and other such nonsense." She looked to the creature that stood out there. Her lips parted to say something, but she paused. It seemed that the Lammasu was debating upon offering up additional information. however for the moment there was nothing.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 9:53:54 PM)
*She glanced again to Savannah, the gaze hiding under coils of richly dark hair. Lobo watched her quietly for a time.* You change, like He does?

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 10:07:39 PM)
(she might have disappeared again)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 10:08:02 PM)
(Well we can fill in)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 10:10:54 PM)
*As they made their exchange Armand slid to his feet and then walked down the steps and off of his porch. Once a safe distance away where he was not going to wreck the fragile housee he glanced up at Loco with a small grin. And then Armand's mortal body seemed to become fluid and slough away like running quick silver. In its place was a hulking beast with slanting vertical pupiled eyes of jade. Its torso covered in coarse dark fur. Its arms ending in huge hands covered with jagged chitinous claws and its mouth filled with dagger like teeth.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 10:14:16 PM)
"I do." The answer was simple as she spoke with a soft voice. She looked to the woman with a faint smile. "Have you seen his other form?"

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 10:14:30 PM)
(sorry. I was just being emo over my keyboard)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 10:14:32 PM)
*Her nostrils flared with the familiar alien scent of the swamp. Loco blanched back slightly, then bent down and forward. She kept herself low and small, the coke falling to fizzle on the loamy ground. She didn't rise and walk over, Lobo reached out and balanced on the rail, using hands and feet to keep her aloft and moving.* Seen it once. Only short time.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 10:20:09 PM)
*Once Armand was settled in the nearly three quarter ton bulk of his real form he used those massive claws to kneed up the ground a bit before settling in on his haunches and watching the two ladies. His gleaming green eyes shifting from one to the other of course said eyes were each the size of a dinner saucer.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 10:21:20 PM)
A fait smirk came to her lips as she watched Ludovicu shift in to his celestial form. The sight of the beast made her mortal heart beat a little faster. He would see her smile grow as she felt the ripple of celestional energy ripple through the atmosphere. "Well. now it seems you get to see it again. It's always nice to be comfortable in your own lands."

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 10:33:14 PM)
*Loco moved forward, perhaps feeling small against the apocolyptic proportions of the crustation. This was no slow transformation, hers was instant among the grinding of bone and the rush of blood. By the time she'd lept and lighted on the ground, Loco was werewolf. She crouched for a time, half Armand's size to make up the space between him and Savannah. She pushed her ears forward, her dark head rising as the fitting beast stood on powerful leg. Her arms swept back some, each digit ending in a curved talon rivaling the sharpest knives.*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 10:38:48 PM)
*The massive creature that was Ludovicu lifted its head that was the size of an elephants head and sniffed with its black pug nose. Then its forked tongue flickered out between dagger like teeth the size of a man's forearm. as it took in Loco's other form. The gleaming eyes narrowed a bit as the smell of feral canid mixed with human meet his senses. It then sat back on massive haunches as its thick hide slid across it shoulders with its shifting weight. It then spoke in a tone resembling the rumbling of thundering heards or perhaps distant thunder. It was hard to say really but a chest that size certainly altered vocal intonations* So you have more than one form? I had not seen you like this before...*Its ears pricked foreward a bit on top of its head in a sign of curiousity.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 10:43:56 PM)
*Those $240 jeans lay in rags along with the strip of cloth. Clothing refused to accompany her this time it seems. Lobo sniffed a bit, her head as large as Armand's chest in his human form. She pulled her large ears back, circling the two of them with unchecked motives. Lobo padded with a lingering wave of her muzzle to catch their briney scents. The sound that came from her chest was deep and purring, rumbling Savannah's chest with the force of it. It's not clear if she was even capable of speech now, but she managed a word or two. Her former accent now immediately recognizable.* Yesh... Moa'r.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 10:45:34 PM)
She watched at the woman jumped and inan instant se has changed. it was strange though. She did not feel that same pull of celstial essance, but something different. Something that was absolutly forgien to her in it's make up. It made it all the more thrilling to witness. So much that she decided that she would join them in thatir natural appearences. Her flesh wouls shift and start to ripple as if someone had tossed a stone in to a still pond. The stuff that made up life and craetion not revealed itself. Before them was what could be consided the modem depiction of an angel. Her beauty was beyond that of this earth. So much so that even with her lack of statcic features, she was still esqusice. Her form and face flickered and flash like light sparkling off water. her voice was as light as the notes from a harp and the rush of the waves of the sea. "This is much better wouldn't you agree?"

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 10:50:44 PM)
*Armand let her circle him and did not bother to turn though the cock of his head and angle of his ears made it clear he was keeping an eye on the shifter. In this form he had a a short and stubby tail that he stwitched sharply and his eyes glanced toward Savannah as she shifted as well. He could not really understand Lobo when she was in this form and that was another curiousity he logged away for consideration later. When the lupine had completed her circuit he leaned his head a bit closer to her sniffing further. But at the same time he kept an eye on her to see her reaction to Zophiel's change since the two of them were so different.* Yes, much, much better but communication seems like it will be hard for her.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 10:54:38 PM)
*Lobo pulled her lips back when Armand moved closer. Defensive really. She rose on two legs and brandished her claws. Those ears of hers flicked forward and her tail bristled with apprehension. If it wasn't for Savannah's unearthly beauty it's possible the wolf would have struck. Her scent was unmistakably female, scrubbed clean with unscented soap, but still the bush and the swamp had seeped into her skin. She prefered it as such actually. He, twice her size, only got bigger as he invaded her view. finally, Lobo stood down with a skip backward, melting cleanly into her homid form. Was her lip trembling...?*

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:04:16 PM)
*When she showed such fear and melted back into her homid form Ludovicu let her gain her space and settled down to lay on his belly and prop his jowls on his massive paws. Thick talons ended each of his digits and were of a size that also probably made the garou feel inadequate. All the same he did not appear to mean her harm but instead he exuded curiousity. His nose crinkled again and he mildly observed in that rumbling voice of his* you smell good. *He then glanced toward Zophiel for assistance. If he noticed Loco's nude state he did not show it as apparently the shredded clothing from her change was well and truely gone.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:05:25 PM)
"Do not be afraid Loco... I am sure that when others look upon you that they may feel the same uncertianty and trepedation that you feel this very moment. I want yoo to know however that we understand. We see teh natural beauty in what you truly are and in that we mean no harm to you. Even if our natural forms may seem alien to you." Her voice. Oh her voice was the type of thing that could make men weep at the sound of it. Should one look back though their mythology; she would remind them of the sirens of old. Voiecs so sweet and forms so lovely that they could drive men to deaths. Though it was ard to make out those fleshy lips of light and quicksilver, you could tell she was smiling as she spoke.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:11:46 PM)
*Lobo swallowed some. Moving to stand aside now. She shrugged and for all they knew she was adapted already.* Likes the way you smell, too. *She monitored the hulking beast for a moment before advancing in space to Savannah. Certainly not close enough to touch, but the pair were aforded a brief, and rare close up view. If her ears were mobile they flicked to the woods, her wolfish eyes drinking in the illuminated scenery. Any mortal would disparage a jaunt there without a flashlight while Lobo, instead, prefered it.* Should go... *She said over a bare shoulder, indeed, she was nude. Though her nakedness seemed less like a taboo state, and more a natural one. what made naked so shameful was that the nudist felt ashamed... Lobo had none. The confidance she exuded here was the same as if she was clothed... nay... more so.*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:17:07 PM)
"Are you sure you want to go? We will not force you to stay...." There was a sadness in her voice. The power of her tone was enough to cause even the most hardened heart to feel meloncholy. For the moment Savzannah would maintain her celestial form. It would seem that she prefered this form as opposed her to mortal consealment. There was a faint tilt of her head as thecreature that could best be descriped as a spirit of the water stepped just a bit closer to the woman. She took in a deep breath and looked to Armand. It would see that Loco's ue form did not phase the other woman at all. In fact it would seem that she bearly noticed. Then again the full extent of her own celestial beauty was there for all to see.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:19:14 PM)
*Armand did not move any further and instead elected to simply watch....it appeared he was trying to be unintimidating if that were possible for a beast such as he was.* If you feel like you must go then go, but know that you are welcome in my lands. *While it was also apparent he noted her figure and appreciated it there was not the leering that one might expect from a male. Of course one also only had to take one look at his consort to know why he was not easily distracted.* Or if it would make you feel more comfortable I can change back for you.

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:21:54 PM)
S'not uncomfortable. *She almost growled then, glancing back to Armand before she turned, shyly, to Savannah. The beauty there keeping Lobo rooted in one spot for a while longer. Someone as pristine as that couldn't be all bad, right? Lobo found herself breathing loudly, and shut it up. Shutting it up meaning, she stopped...*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:27:30 PM)
"Then what is it Loco? What do you wish to leave us? Are you still hungry?" It was hard o tell exactly what color her eyes were. Even when one looked to where her eyes, there would only seem to be a shinner static. There was something within that static however. Thousands of images that shifted and changed each millisecond. Still, when she looked to you, you knew and Loco would feel the creature looking to her now. "What it is Loco. You can speak up."

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:34:22 PM)
*Now... now Lobo felt naked. Her arm crossed over her chest, hanging on to her shoulder. Lobo made no other motions than that, however... hers was a subtle nature. Her eyes turned aside, ripe with Rage directed at Savannah. This was too personal, too quickly. The vulpin woman purred, though it held undulations of fury in order to keep the angelic, faceless woman at bay. It wasn't her face that was important, it was her scent, and her body language. She'd backed lobo up against Armand's shoulder, where she slid down his flank into a crouch.* S'nothing to say. Going home.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:40:03 PM)
*Armand did not move when Loco backed into his flank and slid down it he only turned his head ever so slightly and did not even sniff....giving her, her space so to speak even if this was the first time she had actually touched him other than a quick shove in the chest* No one is trying to contain you lady wolf. *He rumbled in the deep tones he projected in this form*

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:45:26 PM)
Her brows furrowed as Loco seemed to turn. She would step in her steps as a wave of sadness rippled her entire form. In hthat rippleher body would reform to the mortal shadow that she wore during the rest of her time. That same pall of sadness would hang over her. Her eyes would fall to Armand, but she would say nothing. Instead she would turn and walk in to the house leaving the two outside.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:46:58 PM)
*Armand watched as Savannah went inside and then turned his attention back to Loco. It seemed things were now in her court.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:49:07 PM)
*She rose to her feet, a glance back at the house before she padded off into the dense trees. A moment's glance back at Armand was the last he saw of her. And fitting as it was that it was the glowing, orbic lights of her pupils.*

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:49:14 PM)
(Have to run, getting up early for work)

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:49:36 PM)
(Night and thanks for the scene)

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:49:43 PM)
(alright. nighty. we'll have to go soon too probably)

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:50:11 PM)
(thank you!

Loco Lobo (Dec 12, 2010 11:50:20 PM)
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Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:50:52 PM)
*Armand watched her go and then when she was out of sight he shifted back to his mortal form lest he detroy his humble home. He then padded into the dwelling and shook his head* well that was intersting. I am not quite sure what to make of her.

Savannah Devereaux (Dec 12, 2010 11:54:16 PM)
Savannah would say nothing for now. Instead she was taking stew off the stove and putting it away for it t be eaten later. Instead a hard huff would come and the the bang of the pot against the stove as she smalled the empty thing back down.

Armand Duplessis (Dec 12, 2010 11:58:05 PM)
*Armand could tell she was upset obviously but all the same he gave her, her space for now* give her some time she will come around. My take on her is that she is like a wild thing that it takes a while to get close to. I could also make a guess or two that she is probably a bit different even from her kind. *He shrugged and pulled out a chair to sit in at the kitchen table and then sat down* though she does make me wonder what the human race could have been.