Werewolves (RP15) The Waking Dawn
Quote from Indy on March 18, 2022, 10:25 amJackie stared at the scissors, a vicious streak in her eyes just daring Bianca to use them in retaliation. Yet the moment fled before she could decide what to do with it - ironically shortly after Bianca commented on her hair color - and simply continued to slurp syrup off her fingers.
Jackie stared at the scissors, a vicious streak in her eyes just daring Bianca to use them in retaliation. Yet the moment fled before she could decide what to do with it - ironically shortly after Bianca commented on her hair color - and simply continued to slurp syrup off her fingers.
Quote from Deleted user on March 18, 2022, 9:51 pm" Oh," was all that came out of Matthew's mouth. He looked down at the strange necklace given to him before tucking it into his own pocket. " Where is your home then?" He asked after a moment.
" Oh," was all that came out of Matthew's mouth. He looked down at the strange necklace given to him before tucking it into his own pocket. " Where is your home then?" He asked after a moment.
Quote from Kaqurei on March 19, 2022, 12:08 amSabrina had slept in.... by her standards, anyway. She may have visited the bathroom more times in the night than she'd like to admit. She may have been curled on her bed in fetal position begging the Moon for an unceremonious release from the torture of a living body as the sun rose. She may have even thrown up at some point. But if any of that occurred, there had been no witnesses, and of course no sign of it showed now. She wore a crisp white track suit and clean ankle socks. Her long platinum hair was tied neatly back in a ponytail. Her face was clean, cheeks blushing a youthful pink, eyes clear, and head held high as she proceeded almost soundlessly down the stairs.
She regarded Timothy the way one would the family dog; that is, she gave him a pat on the head as she passed him and proceeded out onto the covered porch to collect herbs she'd hung there to dry. The mint and sprigs of chamomile were wilting, but still soft. They'd only been hanging a day or two. She took a deep, cleansing breath of the scents of herbs and rain, held it, and finally exhaled.
That was the only sign she gave of how well she (hadn't) slept, and then she went back into the cabin to prepare a spot of tea.
Sabrina had slept in.... by her standards, anyway. She may have visited the bathroom more times in the night than she'd like to admit. She may have been curled on her bed in fetal position begging the Moon for an unceremonious release from the torture of a living body as the sun rose. She may have even thrown up at some point. But if any of that occurred, there had been no witnesses, and of course no sign of it showed now. She wore a crisp white track suit and clean ankle socks. Her long platinum hair was tied neatly back in a ponytail. Her face was clean, cheeks blushing a youthful pink, eyes clear, and head held high as she proceeded almost soundlessly down the stairs.
She regarded Timothy the way one would the family dog; that is, she gave him a pat on the head as she passed him and proceeded out onto the covered porch to collect herbs she'd hung there to dry. The mint and sprigs of chamomile were wilting, but still soft. They'd only been hanging a day or two. She took a deep, cleansing breath of the scents of herbs and rain, held it, and finally exhaled.
That was the only sign she gave of how well she (hadn't) slept, and then she went back into the cabin to prepare a spot of tea.
Quote from Kaqurei on March 19, 2022, 12:20 amLevi, on the other hand, trundled out of bed and made it halfway down the stairs in the wrinkled torn shorts he'd gone to bed in--the same ones he'd survived the night on the mountain in--and a blanket clutched around his shoulders before he realized he couldn't see out of one eye. The left one was swollen from where he'd taken a stick to the face in his fight with the mystic the other day. He paused and touched his neck. Too, the flesh was hot, red, and swollen. He looked a mess. He felt a mess.
Any other day, he'd have turned right around and hid in a room until everyone else left the cabin and he could sneak out again for a shower and whatever leftovers remained at the table. But his stomach was empty. He hadn't eaten in at least two days. He was starving. And there was no need to bother with appearances... he was sure he couldn't possibly embarrass himself any more than he already had in his short time with the Calagrathorm pack. He'd been subjected to just about every inhumanity he thought possible. If he came downstairs looking like something the cat dragged in, who would care?
But he tread more carefully, and ducked his head as he made his way into the kitchen, slinking along the wall like it was Theseus' lifeline in the Minotaur's labyrinth. He'd lurk in the kitchen, seeking a nod or a friendly smile that would invite him to the table.
Levi, on the other hand, trundled out of bed and made it halfway down the stairs in the wrinkled torn shorts he'd gone to bed in--the same ones he'd survived the night on the mountain in--and a blanket clutched around his shoulders before he realized he couldn't see out of one eye. The left one was swollen from where he'd taken a stick to the face in his fight with the mystic the other day. He paused and touched his neck. Too, the flesh was hot, red, and swollen. He looked a mess. He felt a mess.
Any other day, he'd have turned right around and hid in a room until everyone else left the cabin and he could sneak out again for a shower and whatever leftovers remained at the table. But his stomach was empty. He hadn't eaten in at least two days. He was starving. And there was no need to bother with appearances... he was sure he couldn't possibly embarrass himself any more than he already had in his short time with the Calagrathorm pack. He'd been subjected to just about every inhumanity he thought possible. If he came downstairs looking like something the cat dragged in, who would care?
But he tread more carefully, and ducked his head as he made his way into the kitchen, slinking along the wall like it was Theseus' lifeline in the Minotaur's labyrinth. He'd lurk in the kitchen, seeking a nod or a friendly smile that would invite him to the table.
Quote from Adriana on March 19, 2022, 12:27 pm“Ok, all done.” Bianca fluffed her hands through Jackies hair once more to check for any.. well, too make sure it looked passable. Then she stashed the sciccors in her back pocket just as Levi came down the stairs.
“Hey, how, what-whats wrong with your face?” She asked. “Sit down,” she added firmly, worriedly, already grabbing a clean hand towel and a bag of frozen vegetables. She wrapped the vegetables up in the towel and put them in front of Levi, simultaneously grabbing a plate. She put a pancake on it and placed the syrup and a fork nearby.
Bianca regarded Sabrina with a small smile. She is so beautiful and graceful. She thought to herself, beginning to mix up more pancake batter. “Good morning,” she chirped. “Do you need me to boil water for you?” She asked. Ever the busy bee.
“Ok, all done.” Bianca fluffed her hands through Jackies hair once more to check for any.. well, too make sure it looked passable. Then she stashed the sciccors in her back pocket just as Levi came down the stairs.
“Hey, how, what-whats wrong with your face?” She asked. “Sit down,” she added firmly, worriedly, already grabbing a clean hand towel and a bag of frozen vegetables. She wrapped the vegetables up in the towel and put them in front of Levi, simultaneously grabbing a plate. She put a pancake on it and placed the syrup and a fork nearby.
Bianca regarded Sabrina with a small smile. She is so beautiful and graceful. She thought to herself, beginning to mix up more pancake batter. “Good morning,” she chirped. “Do you need me to boil water for you?” She asked. Ever the busy bee.
Quote from Indy on March 19, 2022, 1:31 pmAs soon as Bianca finished with one last decisive snip, Jackie's fingers were running through the course locks. She find her fingertips passed through easily, and once started it was hard to stop. It was so much lighter than it used to be - and how the air felt on the back of her neck! Momentarily lost in thought (and perhaps drawing some residue of syrup into her hair), she stood up and dosed her hands briskly in water. For good measure, she ran her fingers through the hair again and - considering it all now effectively clean - turned to regard the humble air of the kitchen.
Her eyes went to Ulric first - how he sat so quietly, happy to be a part of the whole. Then fluttered to Bianca, ever-the-center of a harmonious storm. Then Timothy in the room over, apart but still lingering in the fringes, unable to draw away. Logan noisily slurped just out of eye-shot, contemplating in her slow methodical way. Sabrina brushed past them like a breeze. Levi lingered at the threshold, like a lost child in the woods drawing towards a campfire.
Last of all she considered herself, tugging a little at the ends of her hair thoughtfully. Sabrina had said a pack was family... But what that made her amidst it, apart or part of it, she could not say. Only that as her hands fell away from her hair, she acknowledged the little copper pieces of herself that had fallen by the chair, and stiffly felt a burning sense of unease.
Her eyes flitted to the window, fluttering dying leaves on the once-verdant leaves. Then at once she turned the opposite direction and walked towards the living room.
As soon as Bianca finished with one last decisive snip, Jackie's fingers were running through the course locks. She find her fingertips passed through easily, and once started it was hard to stop. It was so much lighter than it used to be - and how the air felt on the back of her neck! Momentarily lost in thought (and perhaps drawing some residue of syrup into her hair), she stood up and dosed her hands briskly in water. For good measure, she ran her fingers through the hair again and - considering it all now effectively clean - turned to regard the humble air of the kitchen.
Her eyes went to Ulric first - how he sat so quietly, happy to be a part of the whole. Then fluttered to Bianca, ever-the-center of a harmonious storm. Then Timothy in the room over, apart but still lingering in the fringes, unable to draw away. Logan noisily slurped just out of eye-shot, contemplating in her slow methodical way. Sabrina brushed past them like a breeze. Levi lingered at the threshold, like a lost child in the woods drawing towards a campfire.
Last of all she considered herself, tugging a little at the ends of her hair thoughtfully. Sabrina had said a pack was family... But what that made her amidst it, apart or part of it, she could not say. Only that as her hands fell away from her hair, she acknowledged the little copper pieces of herself that had fallen by the chair, and stiffly felt a burning sense of unease.
Her eyes flitted to the window, fluttering dying leaves on the once-verdant leaves. Then at once she turned the opposite direction and walked towards the living room.
Quote from Mae on March 19, 2022, 3:06 pmIndeed, Ulric was simply happy to be in the midst of the whole. He sat with his hands in his lap, his attention going from one scene to another, presently resting on Levi.
"What happened to you guys the other night?" He wondered.
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Timothy narrowed his eyes at Logan's reply. Then he had a hand briefly on his head and he was watching Sabrina exit the cabins. Was that a slight sign of weakness he detected? So friendly. Perhaps it was something in her walk or scent that tipped him off. Nonetheless, his attention did not stay on her long. He looked at Logan again.
Timothy quietly slipped off the couch and knelt across the floor from Logan.
"The flute." He said quietly, approaching her ever so slowly. "I'll trade you for it."
Indeed, Ulric was simply happy to be in the midst of the whole. He sat with his hands in his lap, his attention going from one scene to another, presently resting on Levi.
"What happened to you guys the other night?" He wondered.
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Timothy narrowed his eyes at Logan's reply. Then he had a hand briefly on his head and he was watching Sabrina exit the cabins. Was that a slight sign of weakness he detected? So friendly. Perhaps it was something in her walk or scent that tipped him off. Nonetheless, his attention did not stay on her long. He looked at Logan again.
Timothy quietly slipped off the couch and knelt across the floor from Logan.
"The flute." He said quietly, approaching her ever so slowly. "I'll trade you for it."
Quote from Adriana on March 19, 2022, 3:32 pmLogan watched Timothy and set the soup bowl down beside the chair. She narrowed her eyes on him and tilted her her head.
“What do you want it for?”
Logan watched Timothy and set the soup bowl down beside the chair. She narrowed her eyes on him and tilted her her head.
“What do you want it for?”
Quote from Indy on March 19, 2022, 3:35 pmJackie walked across the room. Her attention did not seem in any way focussed on the conversation, yet surely it would not go unnoticed. She was heading towards the stairs.
Jackie walked across the room. Her attention did not seem in any way focussed on the conversation, yet surely it would not go unnoticed. She was heading towards the stairs.
Quote from Kaqurei on March 19, 2022, 3:36 pmLevi looked gratefully at Bianca with his good eye, but couldn't stop the reflex to touch his bad one when she asked about it. He flinched and hissed slightly through his teeth.
Accepting the offerings, he managed something of a smile and shrugged. "Ah, I'm dead on, not t'worry" he said, his Ulster accent made rough by the croak in his voice, "Had a wee bit of a scuffle in the woods. Dinnae Theo tell ye?" He looked around, noticing now that Theo wasn't up yet. "Hai, and where is he anyways?"
Levi looked gratefully at Bianca with his good eye, but couldn't stop the reflex to touch his bad one when she asked about it. He flinched and hissed slightly through his teeth.
Accepting the offerings, he managed something of a smile and shrugged. "Ah, I'm dead on, not t'worry" he said, his Ulster accent made rough by the croak in his voice, "Had a wee bit of a scuffle in the woods. Dinnae Theo tell ye?" He looked around, noticing now that Theo wasn't up yet. "Hai, and where is he anyways?"
