Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:26:26 PM)
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Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 9:26:49 PM)
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Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:29:51 PM)
*Pretty red head really had not been working all that much, at least not at the Academy but thank goodness she had her living quarters at the academy still. Though Steven was mostly keeping to the pack house and not the tribal grounds, she didn’t want to be near the tribal grounds right now anyway. She would try to call him or text him a couple of times more on his way, taunting the way she had done before and at other times seeming desperate in her plea for him to come visit her that instant, patience was not something she had much of it would seem*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 9:31:12 PM)
*The young student shouden't be out of the dorm so late but slips out to escape for a little while, slender fingers fumbleing slightly with the not quite familer task of sneeking a ciggeret, drawing one and a lighter from a tampon box in her purse.. only to suddenly feel the hairs on the back of her neck rise and a shiver run though her like she's been caught by an icey breeze, fear drying her mouth like a desert and leaveing her knees trembleing as something massive passes by her, hunting, scenting the air.. his gaze falling on the young girl just long enough to growl out "You shouden't smoke".. before she mutely gives up the items to him and promises to never, ever smoke again, hurrying back inside to be a good girl as the werewolf hunts along the trail of Vera Wang perfume and a scent that is just her*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 9:32:47 PM)
*He tosses the tampon box into a trash can he passes and slips one of the ciggerets between his lips, not lighting it with the pink disposable lighter as he needs that sense to hunt her*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:38:10 PM)
*Cognac had been her good friendly lately. Maybe she had made some bad choices lately and more than likely she was about to make a few more, but there was little left to salvage right? She spent her days at the spa making herself pretty with manicures, hair dos, body wraps everything a girl could want to make herself feel anew. But her nights spent drinking alone, as she didn’t want anyone to know how badly she felt, or rather she knew they did not care. She was not quite drunk yet but she was working on it, a nightly stroll near the living quarters with a crystal glass held in one hand holding a brown liquid. Long red curls of hair ever so perfect from her recent visit to the salon. Long slender legs show off in her pretty black pleated skirt and heels. She was in her uniform again, and she was utterly thin. No sign of what had once given her a rounded middle.*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 9:42:28 PM)
*He follows the scent and his gaze falls on the vision of feminine beauty, slender and graceful in a uniform that suggest many wicked things to his mind.. but brings a dark frown to his lips a moment later. He looks dusty, rough and hard after his trip, he ran to her without pauseing at home to clean up and has a few days of stubble on his jaw, messy hair and a dark teeshirt that dosn't do a thing to hide his huge build, the brute walking closer* Good evening, Miss Alder

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:47:06 PM)
*Hearing his voice she suddenly turned towards him. For moment she stood there as the figure that everyone else saw. That picture perfect posture of a woman who was not affected by anything. Everything was perfect. Problems? She had no problems. That was all just a façade, inside was a much different story. Looking him over with a slow and steady gaze as she brought the glass to her lips, downing the rest of her expensive brandy, only to toss the glass over her shoulder like it was nothing. Her eyes never looked back as she glass shattered on the sidewalk behind her.* Cossie…call me cossie, I am sorry Will, I am feeling a bit reckless I hope you do not mind. Is everything well? *She asked in her polite southern tone of voice*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 9:50:40 PM)
*The massive werewolf draws closer, head tilting slightly to the side and his gaze on hers, watching her close and a frown stealing slowly across his lips, shakeing his head to the question and the man walking to Cosette, shattering the graceful poise to draw her up into his arms, to hold her close as he mrumers to her in that powerful voice* I'm sorry, Cosette.. you don't have any reason to aplogize

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:57:19 PM)
*Hearing his voice she suddenly turned towards him. For moment she stood there as the figure that everyone else saw. That picture perfect posture of a woman who was not affected by anything. Everything was perfect. Problems? She had no problems. That was all just a façade, inside was a much different story. Looking him over with a slow and steady gaze as she brought the glass to her lips, downing the rest of her expensive brandy, only to toss the glass over her shoulder like it was nothing. Her eyes never looked back as she glass shattered on the sidewalk behind her.* Cossie…call me cossie, I am sorry Will, I am feeling a bit reckless I hope you do not mind. Is everything well? *She asked in her polite southern tone of voice*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 9:57:35 PM)
*She was strong against him at fist when he pulled her in, resistant in her body from the way she pushed against him with a power that didn’t look like it could come from a girl of her regal and noble appearance. Her defiance a holdover from all those times when she had to stay distant from him and tell herself no. Oh but his warm strength pulled her in begged her to let go of her own, let someone else be strong for once. A very exhausted sigh slipped from those pretty painted lips of hers, falling against his chest like it was where she belonged, relenting to him* “I am so…I don’t even know any more Will.”

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:00:19 PM)
Come on.. let's talk a while. You can tell me. *He hasn't really seen her this year and the changes.. from the missing ring to her slender form speak of things that must build a far bigger story then what she told him on the phone, the booze tinted scent of her breath, the supriseing power in her slender body pleaseing some part of him, her defiance.. but when she falls into him he holds her tenderly, leaning down to nuzzle her soft red hair before she's oh so carefuly swept from her feet, lifted into the air and carried with him to a bench*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:04:33 PM)
*That was just it. Pinned up and restrained for so long she had no idea who describe what she was feeling to him, or to anyone for that matter. At least not while sober, when intoxicated it made it a bit easier but even then, it was a struggle. The kinfolk was something of a volcano, storing and bottling everything up into a very tight place within herself till she could take no more, spewing hot molten hate all over the place. But this time it was not anger so much as it was sadness. Anger she was comfortable with weakness and needing someone else she was not. It startled her to be picked up, no one ever did that. A sharp inhale with a sudden jerk of her arms around his neck, only to bury her face there as well, shaking her head* “Take me to my room please, there are steps on the othersied that lead up to my living quarters I don’t want the girls to see”

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:06:42 PM)
*A somber nod, her grim and brooding beast carrying the beauty though the nighttime schoolgrounds, her graceful form gently cradled, the big bad wolf walking though the evening to steps she guided him to and looking down to her with a dark expresson, but a sympthetic one*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:12:17 PM)
*Up the outside steps of a spiral iron staircase would lead him to a door, that could be pushed open effortlessly. Just past the door was the living quarters fit for a princess. Like something out of a movie everything expensively decorated in a most feminine way, but all in the school colors of black, crimson red and gray. Even ornate bed coverings with a fortress of pillows followed the same pattern. Cossie hardly said anything at all until they had made their way inside, and at that point she was looking for a way down and into more booze*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:13:51 PM)
*He gently settles her on that feminine bed, eyes searching the room with a faint approveing smile.. utterly Cosette.. sweetly feminine but intimdateing colors that suggest she'd be the "evil school" in a movie, all grace and class with a hint of steel and power.. but he shakes it off after a moment, troubled to see her like this and watching her a moment, reaching out to take her glass and walk to the small bar*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:19:08 PM)
*She would have rather had something else to drink instead of him taking the class away from her. That very act causing a definite frown to grace her pretty painted lips. So many nights she had dark herself to sleep lately. She was a mess like this, but everyone else had been ignoring it along with the problems. Sitting up she adjusted her pillows behind her, watching his movements like she knew him so well.* “Perhaps you should have a drink as well? You know I am a pretty good shot when I am what I like to call ‘business drunk’” *her fingers moving to make qutotations in the air when she said that phrase, could she be avoiding the subject?”

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:21:58 PM)
An unclaimed kinfolk shooting garou? I'd own you if you did.. *A teaseing observation that might be an offer, pouring lots of soda and a little whisky into her glass, watching the bubbles rise as he takes a glass of whisky for himself and walks back to her, looking to the schoolgirl on the bed and nodding before his voice becomes more gentle* I'm sorry, Cosette.. *His gaze falling to her waist a moment*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:27:16 PM)
No no no, I would not shoot at trueborn. *She said to him waving her hand in a dismissive manner, just in time it pick up the drink her made her. Bringing it to her lips she took one little sip of it, noticing it was a bit weak. Her eyes narrowing on him just slightly for his trickery, another sip then she put it down on the nightstand beside of her.* That is a bit weak. *Telling him, noticing his look to her stomach her, eyes on her like that made her uncomfortable, quickly folding her hands over her waist. Turning her head to the side slightly as if not to look at him she belted out* “They haven’t even painted over the damn nursery. I am going to have to do it myself. “

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:29:15 PM)
No.. you shouden't have to do that. I'll make one of the caliths. *He tells her firmly, hands tightening and his jaw clenchs for a moment, that hot anger breaking over him like a wave before he relaxes slowly and nods down to Cosette and walks closer, sitting beside the young woman and reaching out.. offering her his hand* I'll do it.. you shouden't have to.

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:37:12 PM)
*It looked like she remained in control of her emotions for a little while longer. Keeping her distance with that stone cold feeling using anger more than anything else. But when he offered to do the job himself she suddenly broke down. Leaning forward, her arms went around his midsection capturing him there in her grasp starting to weep like someone turned on a faucet at full blast with no stopping at all.* “No one even acknowledges a thing. If I am the slightest bit off I am doing something bad. I am tore up over it and I can’t tell a soul. No one cares. I walk into the pack house and Steven is introducing me to his new ward? Just like that? I thought I was his ward still but he changes his mind with out even telling me. It the same thing over again. Will…what have I done to deserve this? No Steven…that was bound to end but the other…”

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:40:29 PM)
You diden't.. you diden't do anything. It's not your fault *His voice raw and deep, groaning, growling as his huge arms wrap about Cosette gently, holding her as his hand strokes slowly down her back, cressing as he tries to confort her, feeling the tears from the strong woman and lisening with a troubled expresson* Your not at fault, Cosette.. you've done all we asked. I'm so sorry

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:46:20 PM)
*It was the first time she let anyone see her cry, her tears something she kept even from Steven, when he had saw and had every physical part of her body. She just did not trust him enough to be able to hand over her problems, worries or tears to even her own mate. Or what was her mate. Now he was pretty much a nothing. But just as quickly as they came she was fighting to pull it back leaning backward to dry her eyes, embarrassed that she would do something like that. Letting a Lord of her tribe see her as weak that was unforgivable. A distraction, something to change the subject* “Take off your shirt, come into bed with me. *She told him using her thumb to dry her eyes, the tone of her voice not a pleading or asking in the least. She was telling him, a all to comfortable habit she had gotten use to with Steven. Who did she think she was telling him what to do?*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:49:50 PM)
*Strong arms overpower the young kinfolk like a child, trapping her close as he dries her eyes and runs a hand over her hair, mrumering to her in his deep voice* I will.. if you don't want to talk more. *He dosn't think the tears make her weak.. because he knows she can be strong and hide them as long as she needs to. Until she's with someone she can trust.. the big bad wolf cressing her, holding her close as he waits a moment, then allows the lovely redhead to escape and pulls off his shirt off slowly, tossing it aside*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 10:55:43 PM)
What more could I utterly say than I don’t know what to say? It was so sudden but so slow at the same time. I am jealous but relieved. I am utterly broken hearted, but for the completely wrong reason. I do so many things for the wrong reason. The truth is I –cannot- be a good wife, kinfolk, and shadowlord all at the same time It is impossible. *She told him, sniffling just a little bit to dismiss anything else that wished to creep out from the corner of her glassed over gray eyes. Eyes of a shadowlord should never cry like that in her opinion. Even what she was doing now was completely for the wrong reason. Her eyes looking over him as scooted to the side to make room for him there. Her intention perhaps not so pure*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 10:57:33 PM)
*He's imagined spending the night with her a million times, but never quite like this.. his huge form settleing on that fortress of pillows, barely seeming to fit and as out of place there as a grizzly bear at a petting zoo, that stoney, broad chest bare to her eyes, his gaze on her soflty* You can.. you are a good girl, Cosette.. a good woman

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:04:12 PM)
No. I am really not. I married him for all the wrong reasons, even grandfather thunder knew that. That is why that all happened. It is all so jumbled up in my head that I can’t make since of it anymore. I thought I was s good girl, but I am really not. *Sure she was a little intoxicated but it might have been more than just that. Her reasons for this now not what he might have imagined. Still it didn’t seem to matter. Moving on t her knees she sat in front of him, her fingers working on the buttons of her shirt one by one the white blouse coming undone, letting his eyes get a look at part of her body that even with a bra on he still had not ever witnessed for himself*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:06:09 PM)
*Wilhelm's gaze holds her, watchs her as she confesses and undresses.. vunerble in front of him in ways she's never been before, he simply reachs out to cress her hair, to stroke slowly as he speaks at last in that deep voice* I don't care.. I still think your a good woman. ANd I still want you to love yourself.. we all makes mistakes

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:11:17 PM)
*How nice he was to her. Saying all the right things that would make a woman’s heart pound and beat faster. Strange though she didn’t look at him the same the same way that other dark hair girl had. No Cossie’s intentioned seemed purely selfish at the moment. She was intent on making herself feel better right that second, and to hell with the rest of it. Tossing the shirt away she reached behind unclasping her bra, revealing her breasts to him for the fist time, a handful for him, and a nice fit for her own body full and supple* Then I will let you think what you want. So long as you recall that I warned you.

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:15:23 PM)
*His strong hands catch Cosette's bra the moment before those lovely pink nipples would be exposed, holding it to her soft breast and speaking to her in that intimate, resonant voice* We don't have to do this.. I'll stay with you tonight even if you don't. *Some part of him.. guilty. A feeling that he's betraying Alyssa if he allows himself to be seduced, though the dark part of him finds that foolish.. that he's supposed to be with someone of his tribe anyone*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:21:33 PM)
*There was a pause, followed by a confused look that crossed her features the slow tilting of her head as she stared down at him like she was analyzing something. Or rather thinking back, her eyes slowly roaming over his body, till she sunk back, taking her bra back with her. Something was off something was different. He would have never turned her down, he would always come running the second she called before. Something else had caught his attention. Oh? But now it became a challenge* “Wilhelm…what is going on? Something is not right. All those times you would have had me had I given in to you…and now…this? “

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:24:50 PM)
I'm seeing someone.. but more, far more then that.. your hurting. Your alone.. you need a friend more then you need a lover or owner. *His voice wonderfuly deep and rough as he gazes to her, reaching out to catch her wrist, not wanting her to feel rejected he holds her hand and meets her eyes, mrumering soflty* I want to conquire you when your at your best, not take advantage of you trusting me

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:33:11 PM)
*She did not at all like what her ears were telling her at all. He had mentioned dating some CoG and it was a small part of the second he would not give in to her wants, even if they were not something that would ultimately be good for her to do. It was right then make her feel good sort of thing. Jerking her wrist back away from him, he would meet anger and hurt when he looked into her eyes. Frustration getting the better of the she sucked down a deep breath issuing her ultimatum.* I don’t care who you are seeing. Either deal with the fact that I will have you now or leave. *She said a strong set of words in that same demanding tone, as if that would get her what she wanted, pointing to the door way from which he came, even as tears were starting to glass up in her eyes again*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:34:50 PM)
Get over here, you spoiled brat *His reply, far less polite then before, rough and demanding and masucline as he meets her gaze and reachs out, catching Cosette and dragging her to him, pulling her in as he speaks in his feral voice* You don't command me, little kinfolk. I choose to stay here and hold my friend until she feels better

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:40:34 PM)
*Then he was going to be there a long long time. She didn’t really like telling him what to do. But it was more that she was looking for some sort of control when everything else in her life seemed to be completely out of control. She was so easily dragged back into his arms, her hands moving to cover her face while leaning as far forward as he would let her. The storm that followed was a very wet and thrunderous one, this was not a quiet teat sheading but an all out break down that he was witness too. Often times she would get so caught up she might forget to breath for a bit then take in a sudden sharp breath only to continue on*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:42:05 PM)
*Wilhelm dosn't mind the wait.. his hand strokeing her back, cressing her, hopeing that letting this out dose her some good as she's held gently close and stroked by those rough hands, the beast speaking so soflty to her it almost seems like she dreams it, reassureing mrumers as she's cressed and held*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:46:59 PM)
*Her body shook with violent and expressive cries, the corner of her eye burning from so much waterworks that she could in no way see or even think of stopping. His comfort helped a little bit but there was so much pinned up inside that for her to get it all out it was going to take forever. Occasionally she would try to stop trying and calm herself with breaching in and out for a few moments but then it would start up again. Poor Will he was going to be stuck like that probably until she could tire herself out*

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:48:56 PM)
*The big bad wolf wraps her in his arms and holds her close, Cosette's eyes blottd with a hankerchif, her form held gently while he litens to the honest pain in her crying.. a little unconforble with it, like most men, he still stays with her and offers quite, strong support, no impateince shown while she cries it out and tires herself out*

Cosette Alder (Feb 8, 2011 11:54:18 PM)
*It would take her a while but she would eventually just get to the point there she just did not have it in her any more. There was nothing left to cry at least for now. Ending the last few sobs with a cough to catch her breath again. When her fit was over she was completely and utterly exhausted, like she didn’t even have the energy to move. Her head laid against his shoulder in the crook of his arm, a sigh let out knowing that he would be gone soon as well. Though his friendship meant something to her it hardly did anything to fill the void left in her heart. *

Wilhelm Faust (Feb 8, 2011 11:56:16 PM)
*He aches for her, a need to protect her he's felt for a long time returning fericely, clouading his judgement and makeing him want things he shouden't as he draws her closer.. at last gently kissing her cheeks, brushing away tears, offering her the hankerchif to blow her nose and mrumering* I'll stay tonight, if you'd like that