Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 7:40:53 PM)
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Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:39:05 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:39:29 PM)
(rawr!)
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:40:12 PM)
*He carries a flask and smokes a ciggeret, car parked along the side of a lonely road, just getting away from everything for the night, looking grim and distant*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:40:18 PM)
((*laughs* nice rawr))
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:41:51 PM)
*the scent of the she-wolf was all over a section of territory some distance from the city. The trail from her to the private grounds of the Shadow Lords seemed somewhat well traveled with various paths eventually leading to either destination. Hers was a lonely sort but she often sought out Wilhelm to watch from afar... such as tonight. Wolves didn't put themselves into trees often but Loco did, lounging on a low, thick trunk that leaned to the side. Her legs on one side draped down with some mud clinging to her otherwise 'soft as a rabbit' fur. She watched Wilhelm silently, unmoving.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:42:54 PM)
*Blusey music plays from the radio in his car and he would notice her scent in an instant if he wasn't smokeing, eyes half closed and leaning back, the metis gets a good look at the big bad wolf as he takes a long drink from the flask*
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:43:59 PM)
*One of the detractors to stealth was movement, and so Loco didn't. Her ears pushed forward as two triangles over a shapely head and a well proportioned body.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:45:50 PM)
*He sets aside the cancer stick and seems to feel the attention at last, attention turning around, searching until at last he glances up and sees the soft feminine form loungeing on the tree, watching her several moments before he calls out in a rough, feral voice *Good evening, Lo
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:47:22 PM)
*She chuffed, albeit it sounded somewhat disappointed. She turned her maw to the side, her nose riffling now inattentively in her flank. Chewing a non-existant knot in her fur.* -ws- ... hullo.
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:48:07 PM)
You don't approve of smokeing and drinking? Whole fucking tribe of tea-toatlers here... Humm.. what aer you doing out here all alone?
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:49:26 PM)
*His mood dark, but a frown at that, dislikeing takeing it out on her he puts out his ciggeret and puts away the flask, watching Lo again, tilting his head to the side*
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:52:34 PM)
-ws- Is comforting. *She commented standing delicately to her four feet to leap the yard distance left between her and the firm ground. Her fur brushed and swiveled with the jolting motion. She seemed to appreciate the ground with give, instead of cement, the tangled brush to a crowd, and a starfilled sky to the civil twilight. The wolf wandered close, checking to see if anyone might oversee her... then she took her homid form and ducked around his open door.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:54:18 PM)
*He holds the car door for her and closes it quitely before walking around, slipping into the driver's side* Your a wild creature, I suppose I can't blame you for that. Back to the house of thunder?
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:55:57 PM)
*Wilhelm's car is an old volvo, solid and dark and conforble, the towering werewolf glanceing to her in the twilight, watching Lo a moment as he starts the engine*
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 8:56:22 PM)
*She shook her head, curling up in the seat and pushing any heater he had on away from her.* No... s'not ready.
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:57:44 PM)
*The heater isn't on, the soft sound of the engine around them.. so he shuts it off, sitting with her in the dimness*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 8:59:06 PM)
If you don't like the house much, you can stay with my pack.. plenty of room there, even if it's a old brewery. Kind of a rough place
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:01:21 PM)
s'likes... this. *She nodded with her chin out into the forbidding forest. If there was such a place for Sin, this was it. But also beautiful in its assets. Roots like cathedral cielings, sun pouring in through a vernal green filter. Shady, wet, muddy. He might notice her shins and feet were caked in mud, her arms also to the elbow.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:02:35 PM)
*He gazes out quitely into the night, then back to the dirty metis, nodding just a touch and speaking soflty* I like it here too. This is a place worth defending.. come on, I'll take you where you can get a shower. Your dirty
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:03:55 PM)
*That certainly was not a smile on her face. She gave him a grim set in her hips, sliding against the corner of his door and the seat. Apparently it didn't occur to her to open the door and leave on her own.* s'cleaner then t'shtreets, is.
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:06:30 PM)
Well, if you prefer staying dirty you may, little wolf. *He chuckles soflty and smiles a bit to her, amused by the grim set and her reaction to the suggestion she might need a bath* I won't drag you to a tub
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:08:05 PM)
*That softened her immediately... She instead gave him what could only be 'the pout'.* s'good then. *A firm nod, then a glance outside. She might be resisting the urge to poke at him now also.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:09:15 PM)
*Wouden't mind being poked, missing affection, a chance to talk to someone.. smileing at the metis at the pout then starting the car again* Want to head out?
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:11:12 PM)
*Loco watched him turn the key, then lunged for his hands with a delicate pair of her own.* s'shaid not yet. *This was unusual, Loco looked almost dependant on staying within these woods.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:13:11 PM)
*He stops and seems suprised, but nods, pulling the keys out and tossing them into her lap, nodding to Loco and speaking soflty* Alright, I'll let you control when we leave this time
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:15:27 PM)
*He dosn't ask her any questions about her past or the reason she wants to stay so badly, the brute just leaning back in the seat, lisneing quitely to the night*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:23:47 PM)
((You there?))
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:24:03 PM)
(\got distracted)
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:24:10 PM)
(gimme sec)
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:27:44 PM)
*She took a long breath, pulling up the keys with hardly a jingle and tossing them back at Wilhelm. Her voice worked but no sound was produced.* .... s'not me, s'not leading..
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:29:09 PM)
*He nods and catches the keys, looking quitely to her a long moment and he's slow to start the car and pull away, driveing though the endless bayou back in the direction of the house of thunder*
Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:33:11 PM)
*For a long time Loco didn't say anything, her body even was still against the seat. She let her forhead touch the glass on the window, watching the precious Outside drift away to farmland.*
Wilhelm Faust (Nov 5, 2010 9:33:43 PM)
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Loco Lobo (Nov 5, 2010 9:34:52 PM)
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