Larissa Connerton (Nov 28, 2010 11:52:04 AM)
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Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 11:52:30 AM)
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Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 11:56:34 AM)
*would be wary when they were on the bridge, shifted to lupus, carrying his backpack by the handle*
Zhaed (Nov 28, 2010 11:58:06 AM)
*Of course after handing the phone to the gatekeeper and talking to a member of the Sept of Green harvest, it took little convincing to the Gatekeeper to summon a lune and open a moonbridge.*
Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 12:01:43 PM)
*gave a bow to kara* "Thank you" *and would leave her a few cookies too*
Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 12:01:52 PM)
*which of course, wasn't worth the favor, but, it was something*
Larissa Connerton (Nov 28, 2010 12:02:06 PM)
*Once on the moonbridge, Larissa would shift up to the war-form in case she needs to make use of any of the weapons along the way. Her track-record with moonbridges are not that good, since usually something always happens along the way.*
Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 12:08:39 PM)
*shifted down to lupus, ears perked, in the interest of seeing or hearing or smelling something before it came their way*
Zhaed (Nov 28, 2010 12:10:59 PM)
*Such a moonbridge didn't really go over hostile lands unlike those to the near umbra. It was a long walk, quite boring, but at least there was very little roadblocks with skrags poking at small groups or solo travelers*
Tristan Redgrave (Nov 28, 2010 12:16:46 PM)
*was, pleasantly suprized then, chatty, even, much to possibly Larissa's dismay*
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Larissa Connerton (Nov 28, 2010 1:23:30 PM)
*Walking along side Tristan, hands in position to grab for either the bow or labrys as needed. But doesn't mind the conversation really*
~gs~ Maybe, but it probably just means Karma smacks my ass for it later. *said cheerily enough*
~ws~ What's your mother like, anyhow?
*Many hours later, the trip proved much uneventful. Perhaps it was Karma being nice to them for once..
*...or perhaps it was just waiting to strike at a bad time.*
(Dun dun duuuuun)
(indeed)
*whuffed* ~gs~ Note to self, become rich like a walker, charter private jets flown by kin. By the time I'm done with this challenge.
*Chuckles*
~gs~ Heck with you. I was tryin to put on a little!
*and he chuckled*
*of course the walk there wasn't so bad... Cheaper than a plane of course. And probably shorter. Eventually there was end to the monotony. And they appeared not to far away from Larissa's home sept. Of course even counting it as a former home, it was territory of another sept, and they were pretty much strangers.*
*he would howl, introduction, even though they were expected, no reason to spook people out*
*It didn't take long for a return howl. And a few folks came close to check them out. None of them had any markings for breeding much like the majority of the US garou population.*
*Gives her introduction as well, though at least her's would be a bit more easily recognized by the others since it's been only a couple of months since she was here last. When they stepped from the moon bridge and back to the physical world, she let the war-form fade away as well so that she returned to her breed form so no one got the wrong impression*
*he would do the same, shifting back to his normal self, cargos and a hoodie, this time unwrinkled!*
*one of them stepped forward, a blonde female in her mid 20's in homid form.* I'm known as the Rage of Isthmene, Adren full moon of the black furies. Alpha of the Sisters of Steel, and guardian of the Sept of the Green Harvest. State your business.
"I am Tristan Redgrave, known as Quiet Irony, formerly Frostbrand. Fostern Half Moon of the Children, Alpha of Relentless under the war totem weasel, member of the Sept of Shared Blood. I and Strikes With Gaia's Vengance are here to speak with her mother, another one of my auspice, on the buisness of my challenge for Adren."
I'm Larissa Connerton, known as Strikes with Gaia's Vengence. Fostern daughter of Pegasus of the Sept of Shared Blood. Born under the fullest face of Luna to Ria Connerton, Adren half-moon daughter of Pegasus and member of the Sept of the Green Harvest. I have come to escort a friend during his challenge, and to see my mother again.
*The adren Black fury eyed the male for a bit warily then recognized the Deedname of Larissa* Ahh.. yes Speaks the Healing Judgement told us of your approach. *she sent off one of the other guardians to fetch for her. Though she wasn't to far behind already hearing the howls of introduction herself. When Larissa's mother shown up, The guardians that first approached were excused at least for the moment, but it was clear that the situation would be watched.*
*scratched at the back of his head, a little uncomfortable with all the wary stares, but of course, wasn't going to say anything. it could be far worse. far, far worse. and when Larissa's mother showed, gave her a bow, even if it was old fashioned to do so*
Greetings, Speaks-the-Healing-Judgement-rhya" *and was trying to figure out how, receptive or not she was to talking to him*
*With the guardians gone Ria and the two Fostern stood alone.* Well Larissa, seems you been doing well. Im sorry our call was cut short and I didn't get the reasonings of your trip. *she looked over to tristan.* is the the friend you spoke of? Hello, im Ria Connerton, known to the nation as Speaks the Healing Judgement. Athro half-moon of the blackfuries.
*Smiles warmly, and inclines her head* Congradulations then, mother. I see that I've been a little lax in keeping up with things around here to have missed that bit of news.
"Ah, could, we perhaps go somewhere to talk, Speaks-the-Healing-Judgement-rhya?"
*she thinks for a bit.* Perhaps we can... I have my home not to far away from here.
"That would be wonderful, if it's not intruding" (sorry had to use the little halfmoon's room)
((Safe to assume that Tristan can have her talk with Larissa's mother))
((there's cookies and a book as bribery)
((the book is "Denial of Justice in International Law" - recent case studies and the like.)
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