Re: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
<John Merriweather>??? Uninvited Bonnie popped up with four cups of grog, passed them out, and took a seat next to Sara, giving her a wink. John raised his eyebrow at the serving wench, but said nothing.??? ¡°When I was ¡®recovering¡¯ the Lady Kir from Port Royale,¡± John began, sipping his grog, ¡°at the Captain¡¯s request by the way, I was confronted, well actually the Royal Marines were and I was in their company¡ Suffice to say it¡¯s a long story, anywise, we were confronted by a magus wielding an incredible amount of power. He was, apparently, channeling an elemental. A well placed crossbow quarrel broke his concentration, and he lost control of it. I believe he survived, but the elemental slipped his binding and returned to the harbor near here.¡±??? He took a sip of his grog and expounded. ¡°Magic users leave traces of themselves in the spells they cast, much line fingerprints. I have crossed paths with that magi¡¯s work before. The first time was on the spell that made you, Sara, a zombie before we met. The second when the Seven Fingers captured the Diablo Vega, and the demon they set in a trap nearly tore you to shreds. The third time I sensed his presence through an apprentice when the Seven Fingers was attacked by the fire elemental in Crescent Harbor.¡± He sighed, ¡°and most recently, I felt his presence in the storm that nearly sank us, and sent the Seven Fingers into the repair docks here in Kingston.??? ¡°For some reason,¡± John said, ¡°he seems to have it out for our little ship. At the very least he is aligned with the Spaniards. If I can find this entity and remove his influence then it won¡¯t be a weapon against the Seven Fingers and His Majesty's Navy. If I can¡¯t neutralize the threat then I¡¯m fairly sure we will be sunk before we reach Grand Cayman and home.¡±??? The thaumatologist took a deep sigh. ¡°Anyway, that is the task as I see it, and what has delayed my return to the Captain. In the absence of higher ranking officers I have a duty to protect the ship, at the expense of my own life if necessary.?When you, Sara dear, showed up out of the blue demanding that I return to the Captain, well, I thought you had been enchanted somehow, compromised. I am truly sorry.¡±??? He took another deep sigh and a swig of grog. ¡°Anywise, I used a spell to temporarily ¡®kill¡¯ the lady Kirschvasser and myself so that we might enter the spirit realm, contact the entity, and perhaps see if you were in need of help.¡± He waved his hands in the air, ¡°and here we are! Ta-Da!¡±? ? ¡° ¡®E talks pretty, ¡®e does,¡± Bonnie interjected. ¡°A bit loquacious, but pretty. Sounds almost like the Cap'n, 'e does.¡±<Kir>
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? ?Kir looked to John when he commented that he had crossed paths with the magic user work before. She looked to Sara when John commented that she had been a zombie. Kir had trouble picturing Sara as a zombie. Then again, zombies were not one of Kir's favorite things. As John continued on Kir took a swing of the grog. It tasted pretty good. Then she pondered, how does taste work here is she was dead. Something she would have to ask later about.?
? ?When John was done Kir looked to Sara and smiled. "I know it may not sound like it, he is sorry though. He, we were worried about you. Like he said, you were part of the reason we are here. I know I haven't known you for very long, but I like you and consider you a friend. And I always try to help my friends."?
<Sara Merrick>
As she listened to all that was said around her, Sara frowned. And the more that was said, the more her frown deepened. "So let me make sure I am understanding because the more you speak the more confused I get. What you are telling me is that you treated me cruelly, rudely and meanly because you thought I had been taken over by some spirit but as your friend, as Miss Kir would have me to believe you see me as. And you decided to dismiss me." She blinked.
"I want to go on record as saying I think that is a horrible way to treat your friends. And being that you know how difficult it was for me to be a zombie the fact that you would bring that up so casually. I tell you John Merriweather, the way you are acting now. If I didn't know better I would say that it is in fact that you that have been possed by an evil spirit." she said fighting back the tears of such a horrible experience.?
She had lost her life then, having not being able to get back to her body in time and now she was trapped in this in between.?Sara took a deep breath then. "Thank you Lady Kir for your kind words. I do appreciate your friendship. But I truly doubt worry if what Mr. Merriweather felt for me. Even if he apologizing for it now. But I have decided let bygones be and to stay and listen to your plan. So Mr. Merriweather let's have it. What are you thinking about doing. "?
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Brandon)Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing
was going to go on until someone said something.? ¡°I am open to following orders and understand
my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡±? He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it
was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the
good soldier and following orders.? Maybe
he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.? He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for
wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of
his pocket.? <<I am truly very
sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this
position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when
you needed me to be.? I love you!>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more
focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it
wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in
the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as
hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat,
but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of
inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his
mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice
to remain there.?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she
was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the
tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up
straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by
the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t
really willing to admit too just yet.
(Kat) Kat had felt her text go off before she had entered the
room. She read it and it had made her smile. She had not had time to respond.
So when Brandon came in she gave him a quick wink. She watched him sit and then
pray. *Interesting.* she thought.
Gen came in next. The androgynous collected his plate and
then went and sat after he said hi to the bosses and both her and Brandon. Kat
grinned, "Hello Gen." She could tell that he was in a better mood.
Kites made his way in and Kat could smell his pheromones
instantly when he came and gave her a brotherly hug. "I will tell ya later
little brother." She smiled. He was smitten. That was plain to see as he
dropped the bag next to Gen, then went and grabbed some food.
Mia seemed to almost waltz in. Kat watched as she made her
way to the food, grabbed a plate and then sat down. She was very graceful.
"Good morning to you as well Mia." Kat replied. Her tone was
welcoming.
Ireland was the last to arrive. Though her tone was cheery,
Kat caught her scent and knew that she was not as cheery as she was letting on.
When she said hey, Kat grinned, "Evening."
It was then that Chord spoke up. She listened as he laid out
what they wanted as a whole. Despite what had happened yesterday he wanted to
know what they were thinking. Kat had not thought that they would want yo know.
She had had her own thoughts yesterday. Since then she had had time to think
about it all. She had been about to start the conversation but Brandon stood
up.
She looked to Brandon as he spoke about following orders,
not being a good leader and apologizing for his behavior. He then sat down. Kat
could smell his worry when he looked to Ireland. She would talk with him later.
Not seeing anyone standing right away she stood. She looked
to Brandon and smiled. "I except your apology. Though I personally do not
think you did to bad of a job. Seeing how none of us really knew each other¡¯s
powers that well before the tests. And none of us have ever worked together
before yesterday either." She turned to look at Chord and Harrison.
"I do understand what you were trying to do yesterday. Though I truly
think that the last part of the testing yesterday was a bit overkill." She
then sat down.
(Gen) Gen busied himself with digging into his plates of food as
the others drifted into the room. He winked at Kites when the winged youth
chose the seat to Gen's left, but otherwise kept his display of affection to
what he'd read would be considered a discreet minimum. And he smiled and said a
cheerful "Good morning" to Ireland when she sat in the seat to his
right. Glancing around the table, the androgyne made a quick study of the
others. He knew he wasn't good yet at reading faces and body language but he
could only learn by trying. Kat seemed upbeat, much like her usual self.
Brandon seemed to be subdued. Mia gave the impression of being cheerful and yet
disapproving, both at the same time.
Chord then gave a little talk, saying he wanted to know how
they all felt about yesterday. Brandon proceeded to go first, so Gen just
listened as the man stood, said his behavior had been unbecoming of a leader,
and then sat down again. Gen wasn't sure what to make of that, except for the
thought that it apparently took very little to shake Brandon's confidence.
Kat stood up next, said her brief piece, trying to make
Brandon feel better and let Chord know what she thought of the test in fairly
mild terms, then sat down again. Gen immediately wanted to chime in and stood
up.
"Yesterday sucked, Mister Chord," the androgyne
said. He nodded to Kat as he added "And 'overkill' is definitely the right
word for it."? Looking back to Chord
and Harrison, he went on. "I don't know much about a lot of things, but I
do know something about training. I went through several different kinds at the
lab. And I know that 'training' does _not_ mean putting someone in a Mars
lander with no manual and telling them they've got five minutes before impact
with the planet's surface. Which is kind of what you did to us yesterday. So it
shouldn't be any surprise that we crashed and burned."
Gen paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, then went on.
"I _want_ to be here. I want to be a part of this group. And I'll do
whatever it takes for that to happen. But you need to do better too, sir.
Anyway, that's _this_ lab rat's opinion, for what it's worth." The
androgyne sat down again and listened to see what Kites and Mia might have to
add.
(Kites) Kites was none too happy to have reached his turn to
speak.? As inviting as Chord tried to
make it to get them to talk about yesterday, he was still butthurt about the
way they all got scolded.? A very sick
feeling welled in his stomach, like bile that was stuck in his throat, but he
swallowed his bitterness down and stood up, causing the chair to scrape against
the floor as he straightened out.?
Bringing a fist to his face, he coughed to clear his pipes and then
looked up, letting his hand drop back down to his side.? He hoped that he was able to fake enough
confidence to not look like a coward.? In
truth, he was quite nervous and a bit shaky.?
It felt as if the whole world's attention was on him.
"I...agree with everyone's comments.? The bar was set impossibly high and to expect
us to know what it is and act as if we have years of experience, is too much to
ask of people who at this point have never met before nor were familiar with
each other," he said, trying to keep the jitters out of his voice.? The last part was a bit of a lie.? As of last night, he and Gen had gotten
wicked familiar with each other, something he had hoped that'd do more and more
in the future.? But that was neither here
nor there.? He stealthily nudged Gen's
foot, his mouth threatening to curl into a smile but he held back with all his
might.? "That being said, I too want
to be here.? We all signed up for this
and I'm pretty sure that none of us want to give up just because yesterday was
a bust.? I hope that you won't give up on
us either...*cough* That's all I want to say for now."? With that, he sat back down and dug into his
food.? He wanted to reach for Gen under
the table, to grab hold of his hand, but he refrained.? Better keep his own affectations to a minimum
as he was sure that their slightest movements would be noticed by Chord's
watchful eyes.
(Mia) Mia had listened to Brandon¡¯s apology then the other¡¯s input of yesterday not being
fair and what not.? She understood what
Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison were doing.?
It seemed like it was her turn and she stood.??¡°Well, Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison, I
understood for the most part what you were trying to do yesterday.? We,¡± she gestured around the table, ¡°did not
seem to understand as a whole what was going on.? The first part with working through the
different obstacles, that was understood and everyone worked as they were
supposed to.? Individually at first, then
as a team.? The second part with the
robots just seemed a bit, too much at that time.? Granted, Brandon tried to tell us what to do
and informed us of what he knew about the bots.?
But then everyone tried to take things into their own hands more or
less.? I did follow what Kat suggested, but
until I became covered in wet mud, I didn¡¯t realize the bots could read heat
signatures.??As soon as I realized it was
a losing battle and the one couldn¡¯t find me, I decided the best course of
action was to retreat.? Then Gen decided
to send off some kind of screeching that was not conducive and more or less
almost deafened us all.??All in all, yes,
I understand that you all,¡± she looked at the team around the table, ¡°felt it
was overkill and too much.? So, did I,
however, the team efforts that we had put in on the obstacle course was
suddenly gone and everyone seemed to panic.?
And that is what Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison were doing.? They wanted to see what we would do in a
sudden attack.? And well, we failed
miserably.¡±?? With that she sat back
down.
(Ireland, Chord, Harrison)
When Mia was done speaking she wanted to clap and shout yes! Finally someone who got it. But even though that was her character, even though that¡¯s how she felt saying that would have been totally out of line. So she remained quiet.?
She also didn¡¯t take her turn to speak ¡°I was not in the room during the exercise so I don¡¯t think it would add to the conversation for me to speak my thoughts on yesterday¡± she said softly.
Which was true. She didn¡¯t think anyone wanted to hear how she thought they were all sexed crazed teenagers who were squandering an mass opportunity.
She wondered if Kat and Kites realized just how telling their behavior and innuendos were as they sat. It was a small conference room and they were all sitting at the same table. You would have to deaf and blind not see what was going on with them.
Even Brandon. Did he really just send her a text while sitting there. Really dude? She was a bit surprised when she saw him looking down at something under the table and realized it was his phone when her phone vibrated against her back side.
God...this guy.
It made her wonder just how old everyone was. They all seemed so young and a bit immature...everyone but Mia. She actually seemed to be the most mature out of all of them...even her..even more so than Brandon and he was older than all of them and had been with Chord the longest.
When everyone was finish speaking Chord¡¯s deep thoughtful brown eyes meet Harrison¡¯s across the table. Although the look the two shared was unreadable, it would be obvious in the room that the two shared a moment.?
After a beat, he nodded his head. And steepled his hands. ¡°I just want you all to know that I appreciate what all of you have said here today.??Really I do. We asked you to speak up because we wanted to hear your thoughts on the matter. Find out where all of your heads are. Thank you all for sharing so freely.?
¡°Mia is right.??In everything she said. I explained that very same sentiment after Gen¡¯s expressed her feelings yesterday. Thank you Mia, for not just hearing me but for taking the time to understand me through whatever hurt feelings my unfiltered honesty may have caused.¡±?He nodded a soft smile to Mia.?
¡°With that being said, After yesterday and last night and today, Harrison and I have come to a decision.¡± He paused?
¡°We have decided to disband this program effective immediately.??We realize that what we want for this program, what we want to accomplish is not properly lining up with the thoughts, ideas, goals, values and interest in the way we would like.?Knowing this, having a full understanding of the current and potential conflict this clash would cause if we continued would not be conducive to the necessary team growth needed to form strong long lasting bonds of trust, camaraderie and confidence between you and I and Ms Harrison and that would just be unfair and cruel to all of you. Contrary to what some of you may think. Cruel is never what I aspire to be... with anyone.
¡°Thank you all for the time that you have given. I truly appreciate it. It was a pleasure to meet all of you. My door is always open if you should need anything.?
Please stay and have your fill of breakfast. Whatever is left you are welcome to take with you. The clothing that has been provided for you for this week is yours to keep if you want it. so is the food in the mini bars. A car will be provided to you within the hour to take you anywhere in the city you would like to go.?
Godspeed and Good Luck with you for you future endeavors. ¡°
And with that he stood and moved towards where Harrison was sitting. She was about to speak, but Chord shook his head. And with that Harrison sighed softly and also stood.
Harrison nodded to the occupants of the table and moved to fall into step beside Chord. As she moved past Mia, she handed the young woman an envelope. Chord opened the door held it open so that she could pass through and then the two left.
Ireland looked up at Brandon. She was stunned but not at all surprised by what just happened.
wow. Wow. The three of you are just something else. And Brandon I am so disappointed in you.¡±
She said she was going to keep her thoughts to herself. Damn but she failed miserably with that one. ?
Tag: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and
Harrison
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Ireland) After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home.
In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city.
She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty
spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to
find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched
as the ducks and geese swam.
She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown.
Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down.
The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview
section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had
been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and
she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there.
Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where
she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at 4
o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night
sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay
maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper
and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she
felt terrible.
She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw
Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them,
Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child
thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and
she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling
like he wasn¡¯t good enough.
She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that
she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon
wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like
the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the
oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the
longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role
model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that
did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group
needed, what she needed.
And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to
exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what
they said about intentions.Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples
and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not
before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only
idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this.
Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep
people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look
deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of
what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these
people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that
she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she
could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably
knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting
on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside
herself.? And that was why she loved him. ¡°Hey,¡± he said ¡°Hey,¡± she said back. ¡°You OK.¡± he said ¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red
strand from her face. Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about
what happened yesterday.¡±
¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of
reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my
first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can
we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to
unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside.?Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving
her a tight hug.
Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep
breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the
shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down
over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had
too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but
in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged.
When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried
her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the
moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her
head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and
dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair
hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck
sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B.
Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like
it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said
thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who
would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining
seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia.
Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot
happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good
things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an
opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of
you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care
about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are
not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a
meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly
what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through
and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that
you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be
prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it
from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would
like to go first.¡±
(Brandon) Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing
was going to go on until someone said something.? ¡°I am open to following orders and understand
my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡±? He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it
was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the
good soldier and following orders.? Maybe
he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.? He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for
wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of
his pocket.? <<I am truly very
sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this
position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when
you needed me to be.? I love you!>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more
focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it
wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in
the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as
hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat,
but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of
inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his
mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice
to remain there.?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she
was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the
tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up
straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by
the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t
really willing to admit too just yet.
(Kat) Kat had felt her text go off before she had entered the
room. She read it and it had made her smile. She had not had time to respond.
So when Brandon came in she gave him a quick wink. She watched him sit and then
pray. *Interesting.* she thought.
Gen came in next. The androgynous collected his plate and
then went and sat after he said hi to the bosses and both her and Brandon. Kat
grinned, "Hello Gen." She could tell that he was in a better mood.
Kites made his way in and Kat could smell his pheromones
instantly when he came and gave her a brotherly hug. "I will tell ya later
little brother." She smiled. He was smitten. That was plain to see as he
dropped the bag next to Gen, then went and grabbed some food.
Mia seemed to almost waltz in. Kat watched as she made her
way to the food, grabbed a plate and then sat down. She was very graceful.
"Good morning to you as well Mia." Kat replied. Her tone was
welcoming.
Ireland was the last to arrive. Though her tone was cheery,
Kat caught her scent and knew that she was not as cheery as she was letting on.
When she said hey, Kat grinned, "Evening."
It was then that Chord spoke up. She listened as he laid out
what they wanted as a whole. Despite what had happened yesterday he wanted to
know what they were thinking. Kat had not thought that they would want yo know.
She had had her own thoughts yesterday. Since then she had had time to think
about it all. She had been about to start the conversation but Brandon stood
up.
She looked to Brandon as he spoke about following orders,
not being a good leader and apologizing for his behavior. He then sat down. Kat
could smell his worry when he looked to Ireland. She would talk with him later.
Not seeing anyone standing right away she stood. She looked
to Brandon and smiled. "I except your apology. Though I personally do not
think you did to bad of a job. Seeing how none of us really knew each other¡¯s
powers that well before the tests. And none of us have ever worked together
before yesterday either." She turned to look at Chord and Harrison.
"I do understand what you were trying to do yesterday. Though I truly
think that the last part of the testing yesterday was a bit overkill." She
then sat down.
(Gen) Gen busied himself with digging into his plates of food as
the others drifted into the room. He winked at Kites when the winged youth
chose the seat to Gen's left, but otherwise kept his display of affection to
what he'd read would be considered a discreet minimum. And he smiled and said a
cheerful "Good morning" to Ireland when she sat in the seat to his
right. Glancing around the table, the androgyne made a quick study of the
others. He knew he wasn't good yet at reading faces and body language but he
could only learn by trying. Kat seemed upbeat, much like her usual self.
Brandon seemed to be subdued. Mia gave the impression of being cheerful and yet
disapproving, both at the same time.
Chord then gave a little talk, saying he wanted to know how
they all felt about yesterday. Brandon proceeded to go first, so Gen just
listened as the man stood, said his behavior had been unbecoming of a leader,
and then sat down again. Gen wasn't sure what to make of that, except for the
thought that it apparently took very little to shake Brandon's confidence.
Kat stood up next, said her brief piece, trying to make
Brandon feel better and let Chord know what she thought of the test in fairly
mild terms, then sat down again. Gen immediately wanted to chime in and stood
up.
"Yesterday sucked, Mister Chord," the androgyne
said. He nodded to Kat as he added "And 'overkill' is definitely the right
word for it."? Looking back to Chord
and Harrison, he went on. "I don't know much about a lot of things, but I
do know something about training. I went through several different kinds at the
lab. And I know that 'training' does _not_ mean putting someone in a Mars
lander with no manual and telling them they've got five minutes before impact
with the planet's surface. Which is kind of what you did to us yesterday. So it
shouldn't be any surprise that we crashed and burned."
Gen paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, then went on.
"I _want_ to be here. I want to be a part of this group. And I'll do
whatever it takes for that to happen. But you need to do better too, sir.
Anyway, that's _this_ lab rat's opinion, for what it's worth." The
androgyne sat down again and listened to see what Kites and Mia might have to
add.
(Kites) Kites was none too happy to have reached his turn to
speak.? As inviting as Chord tried to
make it to get them to talk about yesterday, he was still butthurt about the
way they all got scolded.? A very sick
feeling welled in his stomach, like bile that was stuck in his throat, but he
swallowed his bitterness down and stood up, causing the chair to scrape against
the floor as he straightened out.?
Bringing a fist to his face, he coughed to clear his pipes and then
looked up, letting his hand drop back down to his side.? He hoped that he was able to fake enough
confidence to not look like a coward.? In
truth, he was quite nervous and a bit shaky.?
It felt as if the whole world's attention was on him.
"I...agree with everyone's comments.? The bar was set impossibly high and to expect
us to know what it is and act as if we have years of experience, is too much to
ask of people who at this point have never met before nor were familiar with
each other," he said, trying to keep the jitters out of his voice.? The last part was a bit of a lie.? As of last night, he and Gen had gotten
wicked familiar with each other, something he had hoped that'd do more and more
in the future.? But that was neither here
nor there.? He stealthily nudged Gen's
foot, his mouth threatening to curl into a smile but he held back with all his
might.? "That being said, I too want
to be here.? We all signed up for this
and I'm pretty sure that none of us want to give up just because yesterday was
a bust.? I hope that you won't give up on
us either...*cough* That's all I want to say for now."? With that, he sat back down and dug into his
food.? He wanted to reach for Gen under
the table, to grab hold of his hand, but he refrained.? Better keep his own affectations to a minimum
as he was sure that their slightest movements would be noticed by Chord's
watchful eyes.
(Mia) Mia had listened to Brandon¡¯s apology then the other¡¯s input of yesterday not being
fair and what not.? She understood what
Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison were doing.?
It seemed like it was her turn and she stood.??¡°Well, Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison, I
understood for the most part what you were trying to do yesterday.? We,¡± she gestured around the table, ¡°did not
seem to understand as a whole what was going on.? The first part with working through the
different obstacles, that was understood and everyone worked as they were
supposed to.? Individually at first, then
as a team.? The second part with the
robots just seemed a bit, too much at that time.? Granted, Brandon tried to tell us what to do
and informed us of what he knew about the bots.?
But then everyone tried to take things into their own hands more or
less.? I did follow what Kat suggested, but
until I became covered in wet mud, I didn¡¯t realize the bots could read heat
signatures.??As soon as I realized it was
a losing battle and the one couldn¡¯t find me, I decided the best course of
action was to retreat.? Then Gen decided
to send off some kind of screeching that was not conducive and more or less
almost deafened us all.??All in all, yes,
I understand that you all,¡± she looked at the team around the table, ¡°felt it
was overkill and too much.? So, did I,
however, the team efforts that we had put in on the obstacle course was
suddenly gone and everyone seemed to panic.?
And that is what Mr. Chord and Ms. Harrison were doing.? They wanted to see what we would do in a
sudden attack.? And well, we failed
miserably.¡±?? With that she sat back
down.
Tag: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and
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Re: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
<Sara Merrick>??? Sara didn¡¯t know how she felt about the apology she just received. It didn¡¯t feel f genuine to her. But she would be lying if she didn¡¯t acknowledge she was indeed curious as to what happened to him, with a nod she moved to sit a the table they were sitting at.<John Merriweather>??? Uninvited Bonnie popped up with four cups of grog, passed them out, and took a seat next to Sara, giving her a wink. John raised his eyebrow at the serving wench, but said nothing.??? ¡°When I was ¡®recovering¡¯ the Lady Kir from Port Royale,¡± John began, sipping his grog, ¡°at the Captain¡¯s request by the way, I was confronted, well actually the Royal Marines were and I was in their company¡ Suffice to say it¡¯s a long story, anywise, we were confronted by a magus wielding an incredible amount of power. He was, apparently, channeling an elemental. A well placed crossbow quarrel broke his concentration, and he lost control of it. I believe he survived, but the elemental slipped his binding and returned to the harbor near here.¡±??? He took a sip of his grog and expounded. ¡°Magic users leave traces of themselves in the spells they cast, much line fingerprints. I have crossed paths with that magi¡¯s work before. The first time was on the spell that made you, Sara, a zombie before we met. The second when the Seven Fingers captured the Diablo Vega, and the demon they set in a trap nearly tore you to shreds. The third time I sensed his presence through an apprentice when the Seven Fingers was attacked by the fire elemental in Crescent Harbor.¡± He sighed, ¡°and most recently, I felt his presence in the storm that nearly sank us, and sent the Seven Fingers into the repair docks here in Kingston.??? ¡°For some reason,¡± John said, ¡°he seems to have it out for our little ship. At the very least he is aligned with the Spaniards. If I can find this entity and remove his influence then it won¡¯t be a weapon against the Seven Fingers and His Majesty's Navy. If I can¡¯t neutralize the threat then I¡¯m fairly sure we will be sunk before we reach Grand Cayman and home.¡±??? The thaumatologist took a deep sigh. ¡°Anyway, that is the task as I see it, and what has delayed my return to the Captain. In the absence of higher ranking officers I have a duty to protect the ship, at the expense of my own life if necessary.¡±??? ¡°When you, Sara dear, showed up out of the blue demanding that I return to the Captain, well, I thought you had been enchanted somehow, compromised. I am truly sorry.¡±??? He took another deep sigh and a swig of grog. ¡°Anywise, I used a spell to temporarily ¡®kill¡¯ the lady Kirschvasser and myself so that we might enter the spirit realm, contact the entity, and perhaps see if you were in need of help.¡± He waved his hands in the air, ¡°and here we are! Ta-Da!¡±??? ¡° ¡®E talks pretty, ¡®e does,¡± Bonnie interjected. ¡°A bit loquacious, but pretty. Sounds almost like the Cap'n, 'e does.¡±<Kir>
? ?Kir looked to John when he commented that he had crossed paths with the magic user work before. She looked to Sara when John commented that she had been a zombie. Kir had trouble picturing Sara as a zombie. Then again, zombies were not one of Kir's favorite things. As John continued on Kir took a swing of the grog. It tasted pretty good. Then she pondered, how does taste work here is she was dead. Something she would have to ask later about.? ? ?When John was done Kir looked to Sara and smiled. "I know it may not sound like it, he is sorry though. He, we were worried about you. Like he said, you were part of the reason we are here. I know I haven't known you for very long, but I like you and consider you a friend. And I always try to help my friends."? TAG: John, Sara, any
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??? Kir looked up to John and gave him a smile. She then turned to look at Sara. "Miss Sara, please come and sit with us. As John said, there is information that we would like to discuss with you."
<Sara Merrick>
??? Sara didn¡¯t know how she felt about the apology she just received. It didn¡¯t feel f genuine to her. But she would be lying if she didn¡¯t acknowledge she was indeed curious as to what happened to him, with a nod she moved to sit a the table they were sitting at.
<John Merriweather>
??? Uninvited Bonnie popped up with four cups of grog, passed them out, and took a seat next to Sara, giving her a wink. John raised his eyebrow at the serving wench, but said nothing.
??? ¡°When I was ¡®recovering¡¯ the Lady Kir from Port Royale,¡± John began, sipping his grog, ¡°at the Captain¡¯s request by the way, I was confronted, well actually the Royal Marines were and I was in their company¡ Suffice to say it¡¯s a long story, anywise, we were confronted by a magus wielding an incredible amount of power. He was, apparently, channeling an elemental. A well placed crossbow quarrel broke his concentration, and he lost control of it. I believe he survived, but the elemental slipped his binding and returned to the harbor near here.¡±
??? He took a sip of his grog and expounded. ¡°Magic users leave traces of themselves in the spells they cast, much line fingerprints. I have crossed paths with that magi¡¯s work before. The first time was on the spell that made you, Sara, a zombie before we met. The second when the Seven Fingers captured the Diablo Vega, and the demon they set in a trap nearly tore you to shreds. The third time I sensed his presence through an apprentice when the Seven Fingers was attacked by the fire elemental in Crescent Harbor.¡± He sighed, ¡°and most recently, I felt his presence in the storm that nearly sank us, and sent the Seven Fingers into the repair docks here in Kingston.
??? ¡°For some reason,¡± John said, ¡°he seems to have it out for our little ship. At the very least he is aligned with the Spaniards. If I can find this entity and remove his influence then it won¡¯t be a weapon against the Seven Fingers and His Majesty's Navy. If I can¡¯t neutralize the threat then I¡¯m fairly sure we will be sunk before we reach Grand Cayman and home.¡±
??? The thaumatologist took a deep sigh. ¡°Anyway, that is the task as I see it, and what has delayed my return to the Captain. In the absence of higher ranking officers I have a duty to protect the ship, at the expense of my own life if necessary.¡±
??? ¡°When you, Sara dear, showed up out of the blue demanding that I return to the Captain, well, I thought you had been enchanted somehow, compromised. I am truly sorry.¡±
??? He took another deep sigh and a swig of grog. ¡°Anywise, I used a spell to temporarily ¡®kill¡¯ the lady Kirschvasser and myself so that we might enter the spirit realm, contact the entity, and perhaps see if you were in need of help.¡± He waved his hands in the air, ¡°and here we are! Ta-Da!¡±
??? ¡° ¡®E talks pretty, ¡®e does,¡± Bonnie interjected. ¡°A bit loquacious, but pretty. Sounds almost like the Cap'n, 'e does.¡±
TAG: Kir, Sara, any
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Re: Elusive Capture: Beaches. Andrew/Evone¡¯
-?Evone' -
She blushed at his compliment. ¡°I think you are just saying that because you know I am indebted to you for all you have done for me.¡± Her voice tailed. He had done so much hadn¡¯t he. He had rescued her from a man who was suppose to love her but didn¡¯t.?
Lucas didn¡¯t love her...not at all. He was simply using her...for what money? Her father's money.?
¡°Of course,¡± she said absentmindedly . Her thoughts everywhere. Was it possible that Andrew was doing this for money too? She was obviously a terrible judge of character. Maybe she was wrong about him too.
¡°Why are you doing this.¡± She said turning to face him. ¡°Why are you helping me?¡±?
(Andrew)
"Why?" Andrew said as Evone' turned to face him.? He looked down, then took her hands in his.? "Because I wronged you by my actions when I agreed to undertake your abduction. I need to make that right." Before she could say anything, the Captain of the Elusive hurried on, his fingers clasping hers as if need them to secure himself.? "I did not know you at the time, but even so, it was wrong of me.? I thought only of the money it would bring which I needed for my crew and my ship.? And for that, I am sorry and I will do everything in my power to make amends."
"But those are the reasons a gentleman might give.? As a man, I have another reason."? He raised his head so that their eyes met once again.? "In the time we were together, I came to love you, Evone'.? I love you more than I think I have ever loved anyone, and I very much want to earn your good regard. And if possible, your love.? You are as precious to me as the Elusive itself," he said, bowing to kiss her hands, "and that is very precious indeed."
"I am the captain of my ship," Andrew stated, straightening up again and looking at her with utter seriousness, "but you are the captain of my heart and the star I now steer by.? You have but to say the words and there we shall go."
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
Anais nodded kissing his cheek. ¡°You did indeed. Thank you. I just want to make sure that your family is comfortable and that your comfortable as well. That is what is most important to me. That I make you proud.¡±??Anais took his hand and stepped from the car. She smiled at the woman. ¡°It is a pleasure to meet you.¡± At her question, she turned to Draven. ¡°I am not sure. How long will we be staying?¡± She asked.
(Draven) Draven gave both ladies a smile.? "I think three should do nicely.? I don't think we will be staying that long, perhaps a week or so.? I will leave you two to do what you need to do.? And Anais, if there is anything else that you wish to have made or dresses that you see that are for sale, please let Ms. Rowena know.? I will return in a little while."? He gave Anais a gentle kiss before leaving the shop to let the ladies do what was needed for the dress fitting.
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
Khadashee came to him, taking him into her arms. ¡°you said we should just enjoy our time together and deal with come what may when it occurs. I completely agree.¡± She said kissing him. "I do not know what Bakari wants but I know I belong to you and that¡¯s all that matters.¡±
(Draven) Draven held her in his arms protectively and lovingly, "all that matters.? Shall we get back into bed and simply call it a day at this point, my Queen, or are you wanting food before we retire for the day?"? He asked her as she mentioned dining with the captain.
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Mia)
Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool.
When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7.
She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can¡¯t keep it in their pants.
She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? ¡°Good morning, everyone.¡±? She said cheerfully.
(Ireland)
?
After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam.
?
She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there.
?
Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡
?
She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she felt terrible.
?
She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn¡¯t good enough.
?
She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.?
?
And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what they said about intentions.
?
Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this.
?
Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡
?
As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him.
?
¡°Hey,¡± he said
?
¡°Hey,¡± she said back.
?
¡°You OK.¡± he said
?
¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face.
?
Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.¡±
?
¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside.
?
Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving her a tight hug.
?
Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged.
?
When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B.
?
Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia.
?
Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.¡±?
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(Brandon)
Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
¡°I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡± ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t really willing to admit too just yet.
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(Kat)
?Kat had felt her text go off before she had entered the room. She read it and it had made her smile. She had not had time to respond. So when Brandon came in she gave him a quick wink. She watched him sit and then pray. *Interesting.* she thought.?
? ?Gen came in next. The?androgynous collected his plate and then went and sat after he said hi to the bosses and both her and Brandon. Kat grinned, "Hello Gen." She could tell that he was in a better mood.?
? ?Kite made his way in and Kat could smell his pheromones instantly when he came and gave her a brotherly hug. "I will tell ya later little brother." She smiled. He was smitten. That was plain to see as he dropped the bag next to Gen, then went and grabbed some food.
? ?Mia seemed to almost waltz in. Kat watched as she made her way to the food, grabbed a plate and then sat down. She was very graceful. "Good morning to you as well Mia." Kat replied. Her tone was welcoming.
? Ireland was the last to arrive. Though her tone was cheery, Kat caught her scent and knew that she was not as cheery as she was letting on. When she said hey, Kat grinned, "Evening."?
? ?It was then that Chord spoke up. She listened as he laid out what they wanted as a whole. Despite what had happened yesterday he wanted to know what they were thinking. Kat had not thought that they would want yo know. She had had her own thoughts yesterday. Since then she had had time to think about it all. She had been about to start the conversation but Brandon stood up.?
? ?She looked to Brandon as he spoke about following orders, not being a good leader and apologizing for his behavior. He then sat down. Kat could smell his worry when he looked to Ireland. She would talk with him later.?
? ?Not seeing anyone standing right away she stood. She looked to Brandon and smiled. "I except your apology. Though I personally do not think you did to bad of a job. Seeing how none of us really knew each others powers that well before the tests. And none of us have ever worked together before yesterday either." She turned to look at Chord and Harrison. "I do understand what you were trying to do yesterday. Though I truly think that the last part of the testing yesterday was a bit overkill." She then sat down.
(Gen)
Gen busied himself with digging into his plates of food as the others drifted into the room. He winked at Kites when the winged youth chose the seat to Gen's left, but otherwise kept his display of affection to what he'd read would be considered a discreet minimum. And he smiled and said a cheerful "Good morning" to Ireland when she sat in the seat to his right. Glancing around the table, the androgyne made a quick study of the others. He knew he wasn't good yet at reading faces and body language but he could only learn by trying. Kat seemed upbeat, much like her usual self. Brandon seemed to be subdued. Mia gave the impression of being cheerful and yet disapproving, both at the same time.
Chord then gave a little talk, saying he wanted to know how they all felt about yesterday. Brandon proceeded to go first, so Gen just listened as the man stood, said his behavior had been unbecoming of a leader, and then sat down again. Gen wasn't sure what to make of that, except for the thought that it apparently took very little to shake Brandon's confidence.
Kat stood up next, said her brief piece, trying to make Brandon feel better and let Chord know what she thought of the test in fairly mild terms, then sat down again. Gen immediately wanted to chime in and stood up.
"Yesterday sucked, Mister Chord," the androgyne said. He nodded to Kat as he added "And 'overkill' is definitely the right word for it."? Looking back to Chord and Harrison, he went on. "I don't know much about a lot of things, but I do know something about training. I went through several different kinds at the lab. And I know that 'training' does _not_ mean putting someone in a Mars lander with no manual and telling them they've got five minutes before impact with the planet's surface. Which is kind of what you did to us yesterday. So it shouldn't be any surprise that we crashed and burned." ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ??
Gen paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, then went on. "I _want_ to be here. I want to be a part of this group. And I'll do whatever it takes for that to happen. But you need to do better too, sir. Anyway, that's _this_ lab rat's opinion, for what it's worth." The androgyne sat down again and listened to see what Kites and Mia might have to add. ?
[Kites]
Kites was none too happy to have reached his turn to speak.? As inviting as Chord tried to make it to get them to talk about yesterday, he was still butthurt about the way they all got scolded.? A very sick feeling welled in his stomach, like bile that was stuck in his throat, but he swallowed his bitterness down and stood up, causing the chair to scrape against the floor as he straightened out.? Bringing a fist to his face, he coughed to clear his pipes and then looked up, letting his hand drop back down to his side.? He hoped that he was able to fake enough confidence to not look like a coward.? In truth, he was quite nervous and a bit shaky.? It felt as if the whole world's attention was on him.
"I...agree with everyone's comments.? The bar was set impossibly high and to expect us to know what it is and act as if we have years of experience, is too much to ask of people who at this point have never met before nor were familiar with each other," he said, trying to keep the jitters out of his voice.? The last part was a bit of a lie.? As of last night, he and Gen had gotten wicked familiar with each other, something he had hoped that'd do more and more in the future.? But that was neither here nor there.? He stealthily nudged Gen's foot, his mouth threatening to curl into a smile but he held back with all his might.? "That being said, I too want to be here.? We all signed up for this and I'm pretty sure that none of us want to give up just because yesterday was a bust.? I hope that you won't give up on us either...*cough*? That's all I want to say for now."? With that, he sat back down and dug into his food.? He wanted to reach for Gen under the table, to grab hold of his hand, but he refrained.? Better keep his own affectations to a minimum as he was sure that their slightest movements would be noticed by Chord's watchful eyes.
Tag: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Etienne Dessuente)
As Etienne lay listening with her back to the group, her hair across her face she would be lying if she didn¡¯t secretly find it amusing that the woman was starting to grill the big ass who had followed her here both to the town and in the jail...the fact that he had actually apparently helped her notwithstanding.
She was also the surprised that other women didn¡¯t hear his explanation of why he wasn¡¯t letting her out of his sight.? Because he believed she was part of this five that the crazy Amy kept yammering about.
She wasn¡¯t...or at least that wasn¡¯t something she was willing to claim (even if truth be told she did kinda believe). Her life was complicated enough without getting wrapped up in this drama.
(Chase)
Chase frowned he understood that others thought he and
Etienne were an item.? Sure he would have
secretly liked that idea, but she made it clear she wasn¡¯t fond of him at
all.? So now he was acting like some
heartsick lover protecting a woman with unrequited love.? She was important in all of this.? The other guy maybe gone, but that didn¡¯t
change his roll in all of this and apparently it was not around this time¡but
through that mean he would have to get her and the others to Miller¡¯s Crossing
in one piece¡ok alive or he would never be free¡one way or another.
¡°Is it so hard to believe in things that go bump in the
night?? Demons, devils, witches,
vampires, werewolves?? You don¡¯t have any
time when you simply couldn¡¯t explain something?? If not then why do you have special
bullets?? Why was everyone here so
comfortable with a man becoming a horse?¡±?
He knew it was Flynn because his scent didn¡¯t change.
¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve this crap.? I just want to make sure she gets through
this so she can have her life back, whatever life that may be.¡±? He said thinking she just got caught up in something
she wasn¡¯t quite prepared for and to him that wasn¡¯t fair.? He made his choice she was just in the wrong
place¡at least to him anyway.
¡°So till we get there and free of whatever this is¡I don¡¯t
plan on letting her out of my sight.¡±? He
said looking over them all.? His ears
picking up subtle changes in those resting but thing he wanted to comment on
without revealing his own nature.
(Callie Carson)
? Well, getting anything straight out of Chase was probably unlikely. She was suspicious of the woman laying on the cot in the sheriff's office. Callie gave a deep sigh and walked over to Etienne, standing over her on the cot.
? ?"So I'll ask you, who are you and why are you here?" the redhead wanted to know.
? ?Outside the shrieking continued....
(Flynn)
Continuing to keep the waking world at a comfortable distance, Flynn immersed himself in his dream construction, letting the glamour gather about him, replenishing his depleted resources.? At the same time, he contemplated the difficulties of the situation he and the others were in.? The mob howling outside the sheriff's office and clawing at the door didn't worry him all that much. The people with him inside the office had already proven that they were more than capable of protecting themselves, though the town itself being steadily decimated in the process.? The real problem was how were they going to get to Miller's Crossing with their path being constantly blocked or misdirected by some arcane means by party or parties unknown.
Ordinarily the pookah would simply have opened a portal that could allow them to travel directly to the Crossing. But in order to do that, he would have had to have actually been there at least once, which he never had.? Failing that, he might have been able to create a portal if he had a photo or a painting or even a good hand drawing of the scene, but it was unlikely that a place like Miller's Crossing had ever been deemed worth the effort of any of those things.
He hoped one of the others could come up with something and would wake him if and when they did.? Staying put amid howling possessed townfolk without a source of unbespelled water was not attractive as an option.
[Sicilien]
Chase seemed to be skirting around the issue, suddenly talking about demons, witches, etc.? Who the hell cared about Flynn changing into a horse?? At this point, it was obvious that none of them were alien to the things that went bump into the night.? Not Callie whose partner was a shapeshifting "medicine man."? Not himself who had seen one too many demons, half of them being his bounties whose numerous rewards he has collected by sending back into whatever hell that birthed them.? He was quite sure that Chase wasn't a greenhorn himself, the way his eyes looked into back at Sicilien's in that brief moment when they were surrounded.? He'd bet a shiny gold bar that the guardian of this mysterious woman hid a beast of his own underneath that burnished skin.
When Callie stood up and confronted the female enigma, he snorted in response, quickly turning it into a snore.? This oughta to be good, he told himself, as he waited to see what would happen next.? He couldn't resist the drama brewing, even at the behest of himself.
(tag?Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in))
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
The feel of Roue's fingers probing and stretching his boi-hole had Rabbit pushing his butt back to meet them, wanting more.? Clutching the pillow to his chest and face, the little vampire trembled and squirmed with pleasure. And when the prepping stopped and he felt his bed-mate's swollen cockhead pressing against his opening, he pushed back even harder, his tight little entrance welcoming the hot hard shaft moving in, stretching his hole wider, filling his needy butt with pulsing living sex.
"Y-yeah," Rabbit cooed, reveling in the heat moving deeper inside him with each insistent thrust.? "Like that.? F-feels so good, so fuckin' good.? M-more!"? He flexed his anal muscles, causing his boi-hole to ripple tightly along the length of Roue's aroused flesh, coaxing it to more further in until the whole length was sheathed inside his hungry bottom, the warmth of the elf's body on his back and the cock in his butt possessing him totally.
The little vampire began fucking himself backwards along Roue's impaling sex, wanting more, and harder.? He buried his face in the pillow, knowing that at this point his eyes were starting to glow red and his fangs were fully extended, either of which would give his nature away.? The scent of Roue's sweat, the sheer heat of his body on top of Rabbit's, and above all the pumping sensuality of the elf's thick length in his butt had the little vampire aroused almost to the point of frenzy, a dangerous thing given that his mind was increasingly clouded by need and lust. ?
"P-please," he begged, his voice strangely husky, somewhere between whining and demanding, "c-cum in me?? Cum in me n-now?"? He struggled not to reach out and grab Roue's wrist so that he could sink his fangs into it, his slender body shaking with his hunger.? "F-fill me up.? Fill me till I cain't hold no more. I... I need it bad.? It's the only way I can keep from f-feedin' on you."? His cock swelled in warning against the elf's stroking fingers and he knew he was getting close... another thing he would have to try and hide from Roue:? his cum wasn't white. It was red. ?
[Roue]
Roue knew that he was getting pretty close to shooting off.? As he started to reach that precipice, his thrusts became more erratic and needy as he brought himself closer to the brink.? Feeling that all too familiar feeling welling up inside him, he spend up his movement, pulling out only enough to slam back in with even harder force.? Try as he might to hold himself back, wanting to enjoy this even more, the way his bed mate was clenching his muscles, as if to trap his cock inside, was just enough to push him over the edge.
With a loud groan, his body convulsed as he bent forward, shaking as if he was having a seizure in slow motion.? Closing his eyes as he rode out the wave, explosions like fireworks appeared beneath his lids.? His sack churned as he came inside of Rabbit, cock pulsing with each spurt like a steady stream of missiles, packing it in further as hit his partner's prostate with each push.? The grip that he had on lover's own throbbing length intensified as he endeavored to bring him to his orgasm also.? He knew Rabbit was getting, if not already there, by the way his cock swelled up.? He continued thrusting for a bit as his own tsunami slowly receded back.
As if to coax his bed mate even further into it, he nudged at Rabbit's neck with his nose, forcing the other's head to tilt to the side.? As he did so, Roue roughly bit into that dip that joined the shoulder to the throat, leaving big, red welts in his skin.? The elf licked his way up, tongue flicking at Rabbit's inner lobe, moaning out into his ear.
"<Cum for me, little Rabbit.? Don't keep me waiting too long...>," the taller youth commanded, as he thrust into him again, just about ready to pull out.
[Tag Rabbit]
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them.
Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can¡¯t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? ¡°Good morning, everyone.¡±? She said cheerfully.
(Ireland) ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡ ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn¡¯t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡ ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? ¡°Hey,¡± he said ? ¡°Hey,¡± she said back. ? ¡°You OK.¡± he said ? ¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.¡± ? ¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.¡±? ?
(Brandon)
Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
¡°I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡± ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t really willing to admit too just yet.
? (Kat)
?Kat had felt her text go off before she had entered the room. She read it and it had made her smile. She had not had time to respond. So when Brandon came in she gave him a quick wink. She watched him sit and then pray. *Interesting.* she thought.? ? ?Gen came in next. The?androgynous collected his plate and then went and sat after he said hi to the bosses and both her and Brandon. Kat grinned, "Hello Gen." She could tell that he was in a better mood.? ? ?Kite made his way in and Kat could smell his pheromones instantly when he came and gave her a brotherly hug. "I will tell ya later little brother." She smiled. He was smitten. That was plain to see as he dropped the bag next to Gen, then went and grabbed some food. ? ?Mia seemed to almost waltz in. Kat watched as she made her way to the food, grabbed a plate and then sat down. She was very graceful. "Good morning to you as well Mia." Kat replied. Her tone was welcoming. ? Ireland was the last to arrive. Though her tone was cheery, Kat caught her scent and knew that she was not as cheery as she was letting on. When she said hey, Kat grinned, "Evening."? ? ?It was then that Chord spoke up. She listened as he laid out what they wanted as a whole. Despite what had happened yesterday he wanted to know what they were thinking. Kat had not thought that they would want yo know. She had had her own thoughts yesterday. Since then she had had time to think about it all. She had been about to start the conversation but Brandon stood up.? ? ?She looked to Brandon as he spoke about following orders, not being a good leader and apologizing for his behavior. He then sat down. Kat could smell his worry when he looked to Ireland. She would talk with him later.? ? ?Not seeing anyone standing right away she stood. She looked to Brandon and smiled. "I except your apology. Though I personally do not think you did to bad of a job. Seeing how none of us really knew each others powers that well before the tests. And none of us have ever worked together before yesterday either." She turned to look at Chord and Harrison. "I do understand what you were trying to do yesterday. Though I truly think that the last part of the testing yesterday was a bit overkill." She then sat down.
(Gen)
Gen busied himself with digging into his plates of food as the others drifted into the room. He winked at Kites when the winged youth chose the seat to Gen's left, but otherwise kept his display of affection to what he'd read would be considered a discreet minimum. And he smiled and said a cheerful "Good morning" to Ireland when she sat in the seat to his right. Glancing around the table, the androgyne made a quick study of the others. He knew he wasn't good yet at reading faces and body language but he could only learn by trying. Kat seemed upbeat, much like her usual self. Brandon seemed to be subdued. Mia gave the impression of being cheerful and yet disapproving, both at the same time.
Chord then gave a little talk, saying he wanted to know how they all felt about yesterday. Brandon proceeded to go first, so Gen just listened as the man stood, said his behavior had been unbecoming of a leader, and then sat down again. Gen wasn't sure what to make of that, except for the thought that it apparently took very little to shake Brandon's confidence.
Kat stood up next, said her brief piece, trying to make Brandon feel better and let Chord know what she thought of the test in fairly mild terms, then sat down again. Gen immediately wanted to chime in and stood up.
"Yesterday sucked, Mister Chord," the androgyne said. He nodded to Kat as he added "And 'overkill' is definitely the right word for it."? Looking back to Chord and Harrison, he went on. "I don't know much about a lot of things, but I do know something about training. I went through several different kinds at the lab. And I know that 'training' does _not_ mean putting someone in a Mars lander with no manual and telling them they've got five minutes before impact with the planet's surface. Which is kind of what you did to us yesterday. So it shouldn't be any surprise that we crashed and burned." ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?? Gen paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, then went on. "I _want_ to be here. I want to be a part of this group. And I'll do whatever it takes for that to happen. But you need to do better too, sir. Anyway, that's _this_ lab rat's opinion, for what it's worth." The androgyne sat down again and listened to see what Kites and Mia might have to add. ?
Tag: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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Re: Whispers in the Dark - Scheherazade, Callum
(Branson)"A hot bath does sound good," Branson admitted, scratching his neck.? "And yeah, I do have to touch base on a few things, even if this is supposed to be something of a vacation."? He kissed Sam affectionately on the cheek.? "Thanks for being understand.? I'll see you at lunch time.? Oh, and give my regards to this Lord Callum fellow." He chuckled slightly as he paused at the door.? "Sounds like one of our famous British eccentrics. Hope he won't bore you _too_ much."? And with that, he was out into the hall, heading for where he thought the bath might be found. (Alexandria and Marc) ¡°Of course,¡± Marcellus said. Moving to set the table. ¡°He does not sound too happy with us. What did we do?¡± Alex asked. (Margaret) "Och, pay him no mind, Master Marcellus," the housekeeper said, lifting the lid off of one of her pots and inspecting what smelled like some kind of fish stew.? "Jaimie's a good lad, he is, but sometimes he gets a bit moody.? T'was probably nothing ye did but somethin' else that's set him off. He'll probably be right as rain the next time he appears. Leastwise, ah hope so," she added, looking a bit pensive.? A lifetime of experience in the castle had taught her that it was never a good thing when any of the ghosts got upset, even wee Jaimie who was by far the most sociable of the lot. (Greyson) Greyson blinked at the voice he heard in his head. Or at least he thought he heard them his head, no way he really heard that. Stepping away from the door, he quickly made his way back to the kitchen.? (Callum) Callum waited near what was once the stables but now served as a place for the parking of the cars people seemed so fond of now.? He disliked them but there was little he could do about them.? He began to wonder if Jaimie had delivered his message properly asking Scheherezade to meet him there.? Perhaps he should have been more specific about the time?? Things like time tended so slip your mind when you were a ghost and witnessed the passing of decades like the living experienced the passing of days.
?- Scheherezade, Friends
Sam turned to move into her on suite. ?She use the restroom, took a quick shower, wash her face and brushed her teeth. When she was done she dressed in a flowy ?maxi dress with maroon background and yellow sunflowers all over it that came all the way down to cover the tops of feet. She done a pair of low heel ankle booties in the same maroon color, because after all it was early September slipped on a black fluffy cardigan sweater and moved to go where Jamie had said to meet Lord callum.?She spotted him there in the distance and wave.?
His form of dress made her think about what Branson said about a stuffy old British lord. She smiled. He was rather handsome with his height and dark hair that made her want to run her fingers through it.
¡°Good afternoon, Sir Callum,¡± she Said with a cheery tone. Her red brown curls bouncing about her shoulders as she walked.?
-Greyson, Alex, Marc-
Alex and Marc has just finish setting the table when Greyson appeared. Alex saw his face. ?¡±Everything okay¡± she asked
¡°Yeah everything is good.¡± He said moving to sit down? _._,_._,_
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
Roue rose back up, straightening out as he chuckled to himself.? Mission to drive the adolescent boy mad: accomplished.? He shook the bottle of lube so that the liquids settled by the cap, then flipped it open and squeezed a liberal amount onto his right palm and dropping the bottle back onto the bed, used both hands to spread the gel around until it coated his fingers quite well.? Hovering his right hand over the boy's hole, Roue placed his left hand on top of Rabbit's waist as leverage and then held his right over the boy's hole, proceeding to slowly insert the first digit - the middle finger.
The sensation of Rabbit's walls suctioning to his finger was sublime enough to make him uncontrollably groan at the feeling.? He moved his hand back and forth a few times, coating the tunnel with the gel as he introduced another digit, the index, slowly widening the space.? This was also accomplished with a scissoring motion, probing for the boy's prostate until he added a third digit and after a couple of minutes, deeming this enough preparation, disconnected as he reached for the bottle of lube again.? This time, the taller youth applied the liquid to his pulsing cock, making sure the entire length was thoroughly slick before he positioned himself over the shorter boy and slowly pushed in.
"<Oh my gods>," he muttered, a low rumble clear in his throat as he moved agonizingly slow.? It took all of his willpower and self-control not to slam his hips forward as he buried himself within Rabbit, their bodies finally joining together.? He had to take a short pause to get himself together, his breaths ragged and labored as he struggled to restrain himself.? Once he was able to get himself somewhat under control, Roue began flexing his hips, moving nearly all the way out and then all the way back in.? He wanted to make sure his bed mate's hole was well lubricated before he completely lost himself.? It didn't take long.
"Ungh...ungh...ahhh...Gods...Rabbit..you...feel...so...fucking...good," Roue managed to breathe out in-between each thrust.? Slowly, but surely, the elf was losing his grip on his discipline and started increasing his tempo.? Soon, he was wildly thrusting in and out, holding onto Rabbit's waist for support as the strength of his force caused the bed to scrape against the walls, the mattress creaking underneath the two bodies.? Nothing but guttural groaning and animalistic moans came out of the elf's slender neck, a complete 180 degree difference from the wizard's typically meek demeanor and soft speech.? As he began to hit the boy's prostate, he reached around his lover's waist and gripped the other's cock, harshly pumping it and squeezing the length as he covered it in a thin layer of lube that greased his palm.? Like his wild thrusting, Roue furiously pumped his hand as he tried to bring Rabbit to the razor's edge, that precipice of madness, his fingers moving over the head as he felt the first few drops of precum leaking out.? The way the adolescent boy writhed beneath his body just further incited him, threatening to push himself over the brink but he didn't want to be the only one to do it.? He wanted Roue hopelessly lost in the aberration.? He wanted to hear his lover's uncontrollable sounds that were lost within the confines of his pillow.
"<Don't be so shy, Rabbit...? let yourself loose, give into to me,>" he rumbled, bending down to snarl into his lover's ear.? He traced the outer lobe with his tongue, nibbling on the edge as he pulled back, releasing his hold on him, but then going right back and doing exactly the same thing.? He wanted Rabbit to beg for his release, the whimpering and crying out like music to his sensitive ears.
(Rabbit)
The feel of Roue's fingers probing and stretching his boi-hole had Rabbit pushing his butt back to meet them, wanting more.? Clutching the pillow to his chest and face, the little vampire trembled and squirmed with pleasure. And when the prepping stopped and he felt his bed-mate's swollen cockhead pressing against his opening, he pushed back even harder, his tight little entrance welcoming the hot hard shaft moving in, stretching his hole wider, filling his needy butt with pulsing living sex.
"Y-yeah," Rabbit cooed, reveling in the heat moving deeper inside him with each insistent thrust.? "Like that.? F-feels so good, so fuckin' good.? M-more!"? He flexed his anal muscles, causing his boi-hole to ripple tightly along the length of Roue's aroused flesh, coaxing it to more further in until the whole length was sheathed inside his hungry bottom, the warmth of the elf's body on his back and the cock in his butt possessing him totally.
The little vampire began fucking himself backwards along Roue's impaling sex, wanting more, and harder.? He buried his face in the pillow, knowing that at this point his eyes were starting to glow red and his fangs were fully extended, either of which would give his nature away.? The scent of Roue's sweat, the sheer heat of his body on top of Rabbit's, and above all the pumping sensuality of the elf's thick length in his butt had the little vampire aroused almost to the point of frenzy, a dangerous thing given that his mind was increasingly clouded by need and lust. ?
"P-please," he begged, his voice strangely husky, somewhere between whining and demanding, "c-cum in me?? Cum in me n-now?"? He struggled not to reach out and grab Roue's wrist so that he could sink his fangs into it, his slender body shaking with his hunger.? "F-fill me up.? Fill me till I cain't hold no more. I... I need it bad.? It's the only way I can keep from f-feedin' on you."? His cock swelled in warning against the elf's stroking fingers and he knew he was getting close... another thing he would have to try and hide from Roue:? his cum wasn't white. It was red. ?
Tag - Roue
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Re: Whispers in the Dark - Scheherazade, Callum
(Scheherazade) She let out a long sigh. ¡°I know what you mean. It does seem odd, but I think it has to do with the fact that we were both exhausted. I work so hard and you are always on assignment. The room was I think stuck my lightening, I think that is what Alex said.¡± She shrugged. ¡°I at least feel very well rested.¡± She said with a smile. ¡°How about you go take a nice long hot bath. Get dress. Eat. Check in at work because I know you have too. And we will get together for lunch when I come back from my tour. Sound like a plan? (Branson)
"A hot bath does sound good," Branson admitted, scratching his neck.? "And yeah, I do have to touch base on a few things, even if this is supposed to be something of a vacation."? He kissed Sam affectionately on the cheek.? "Thanks for being understand.? I'll see you at lunch time.? Oh, and give my regards to this Lord Callum fellow." He chuckled slightly as he paused at the door.? "Sounds like one of our famous British eccentrics. Hope he won't bore you _too_ much."? And with that, he was out into the hall, heading for where he thought the bath might be found. (Alexandria and Marc) ¡°Of course,¡± Marcellus said. Moving to set the table. ¡°He does not sound too happy with us. What did we do?¡± Alex asked. (Margaret) "Och, pay him no mind, Master Marcellus," the housekeeper said, lifting the lid off of one of her pots and inspecting what smelled like some kind of fish stew.? "Jaimie's a good lad, he is, but sometimes he gets a bit moody.? T'was probably nothing ye did but somethin' else that's set him off. He'll probably be right as rain the next time he appears. Leastwise, ah hope so," she added, looking a bit pensive.? A lifetime of experience in the castle had taught her that it was never a good thing when any of the ghosts got upset, even wee Jaimie who was by far the most sociable of the lot. (Greyson) Greyson blinked at the voice he heard in his head. Or at least he thought he heard them his head, no way he really heard that. Stepping away from the door, he quickly made his way back to the kitchen.? (Callum) Callum waited near what was once the stables but now served as a place for the parking of the cars people seemed so fond of now.? He disliked them but there was little he could do about them.? He began to wonder if Jaimie had delivered his message properly asking Scheherezade to meet him there.? Perhaps he should have been more specific about the time?? Things like time tended so slip your mind when you were a ghost and witnessed the passing of decades like the living experienced the passing of days.
Tag - Scheherezade, Friends
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Re: Port Vega: The Real Test Begins.
(Gen)
The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt. "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore. Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them. Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can¡¯t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? ¡°Good morning, everyone.¡±? She said cheerfully. ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡ ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn¡¯t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡ ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? ¡°Hey,¡± he said ? ¡°Hey,¡± she said back. ? ¡°You OK.¡± he said ? ¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.¡± ? ¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.¡±? ?
(Brandon)
Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
¡°I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡± ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t really willing to admit too just yet.
? (Kat)
?Kat had felt her text go off before she had entered the room. She read it and it had made her smile. She had not had time to respond. So when Brandon came in she gave him a quick wink. She watched him sit and then pray. *Interesting.* she thought.? ? ?Gen came in next. The?androgynous collected his plate and then went and sat after he said hi to the bosses and both her and Brandon. Kat grinned, "Hello Gen." She could tell that he was in a better mood.? ? ?Kite made his way in and Kat could smell his pheromones instantly when he came and gave her a brotherly hug. "I will tell ya later little brother." She smiled. He was smitten. That was plain to see as he dropped the bag next to Gen, then went and grabbed some food. ? ?Mia seemed to almost waltz in. Kat watched as she made her way to the food, grabbed a plate and then sat down. She was very graceful. "Good morning to you as well Mia." Kat replied. Her tone was welcoming. ? Ireland was the last to arrive. Though her tone was cheery, Kat caught her scent and knew that she was not as cheery as she was letting on. When she said hey, Kat grinned, "Evening."? ? ?It was then that Chord spoke up. She listened as he laid out what they wanted as a whole. Despite what had happened yesterday he wanted to know what they were thinking. Kat had not thought that they would want yo know. She had had her own thoughts yesterday. Since then she had had time to think about it all. She had been about to start the conversation but Brandon stood up.? ? ?She looked to Brandon as he spoke about following orders, not being a good leader and apologizing for his behavior. He then sat down. Kir could smell his worry when he looked to Ireland. She would talk with him later.? ? ?Not seeing anyone standing right away she stood. She looked to Brandon and smiled. "I except your apology. Though I personally do not think you did to bad of a job. Seeing how none of us really knew each others powers that well before the tests. And none of us have ever worked together before yesterday either." She turned to look at Chord and Harrison. "I do understand what you were trying to do yesterday. Though I truly think that the last part of the testing yesterday was a bit overkill." She then sat down.
TAG: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison
On Sat, Feb 22, 2020 at 2:26 AM, Charlie Clay <charlie.clay@...> wrote: ?(Kat) Kat had left Brandon's bedroom the night before. She had never thought that her very first time would have been so good. It had been a bit late when she had gone to bed but she had had a god six hours so, she felt pretty good. Her dreams though, those brought a blush to her cheeks. She wanted to go to Brandon's room to make sure he was up nut thought better of it. They probably already knew what they had done. Still better to not give them too much. The alarm had gone off and she dragged herself out of bed. A quick shower, a protein drink and a Gatorade. She looked at the clothing that had been provided. All black. Interesting. It reminded her a little as to what She used to wear. She dressed, put her hair up in a pony, grabbed the messenger bag and off she went. It didn't take her long to find classroom B. She could smell the food. As she entered, she noticed Harrison and Chord. She put the messenger bag over her shower and moved to the breakfast spread. As she did, she spoke. "Morning Mr. Harrison, Mr. Chord." Her tone was light and friendly. As if the previous day had not even happened. After she grabbed her food, she looked to the two of them. "Is there a particular place you would like me to sit?" The alarm woke Gen up.? It took the androgyne a moment to realize that he wasn't in his own room. Or his own bed.? And that he wasn't alone in that bed.? This was Kites' room, he remembered.? And it was Kites' deliciously warm and naked body he was snuggled up with.? And Kites' feathery wing that was covering them.? He blinked, then grinned as he remembered what they'd done. And how wonderful it had all felt. "Wake up, sleepyhead," Gen said, nudging the other boy in the side. "We're being summoned."? He listened to the announcement, then winced at the amount of time.? When the announcement finished, he looked to Kites apologetically.? "I'd love to stay and take another shower with you, Kites, but I don't think we'd make it out of the room."? He snickered and kissed the winged youth playfully on the lips.? "I'll see you in the class room, okay?" Gen hopped out of bed and quickly gathered up his clothes. Which were still filthy from the previous day's training session.? "Ewwww!" he said, making a face as he rolled them up into a bundle so that he could carry them under his arm. "Gonna need to find out how laundry works here." "Thanks for having some sex with me, Kites.? It felt fantastic!"? The naked androgyne paused long enough at the door to push himself up on his toes to give the other boy a goodbye kiss.? "And I definitely want to do some more.? Maybe next time we can try anal sex.? I've heard it can feel _really_ good." With that, Gen slipped out of the room and headed back to his own room, his bundled clothes under one arm and carrying his muddy boots with the other.? Being naked didn't bother the androgyne, having spent a lot of time that way during his growing up in the lab.? He did remember though that he'd been taught that being clothed around others was the norm for social conditions around people, so he hurried the rest of the way until he was back in his room once again. He took a quick shower, or at least as quick a one as he could manage. The pleasant feeling of water running down his body brought back memories of how good being with Kites had felt, of having the other boy's warm body rubbing against his own. It took an effort for him to finish the shower without masturbating, but he finally managed it and stepped out to dry off. The all-black clothes that had been provided fit well enough, but were not as finely tailored as the other outfit was. He posed, turning in front of the mirror to get a look at himself.? It would have to do, he decided.? He briefly thought about switching to female mode but decided against it. He'd be seeing Kites again soon, and he knew the other boy preferred him in boy-mode.? Picking up the messenger bag, he left the room and headed for Classroom B. "Good morning, Mister Chord, Ms. Harrison," he said upon seeing them when he entered the room. He nodded as respectfully as he could manage, trying not to let the previous day's humiliations set him off on the wrong foot.? "Hi Brandon, hi Kat," he added as he headed for where the food was laid out and waiting.? It seemed okay to address Brandon by his name now, given that apparently the man was no longer team leader.? It felt strange though.? He wasn't used to such abrupt changes in social structure and wasn't sure what it meant.?? The androgyne filled his plate with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, slices of ham, toast, then took a second plate and loaded it up with pastries. Balancing the two plates with one arm, he used the other to fill a large glass with orange juice and then carried the whole lot to a vacant desk where he set them down and proceeded to dig in hungrily. Between the previous day's grueling training and the evening's friskier activities, Gen was famished. As he ate, he wondered what today's training would bring. He also wondered what Kites might want to do afterwards.? He wondered if the other boy had enjoyed what they'd done as much as he had. And if he'd want to do more.? Would Kites like to try him as a girl?? Or maybe Ireland might be interested in him as a boy?? There were so many possibilities, Gen realized as he munched on some toast.? So many things to explore. Kites was dug in like a tick when the alarm rang, never having slept as fitfully as he did last night, tuckered out not only because of the super intense training that they did, but also the other arduous "exercising" that he and Gen had participated in last night.? It wasn't so much the incessant ringing that woke him up, though it certainly broke him out of deep sleep, but rather his partner's gently nudging at his side that his eyes finally fluttered open.? His first reaction was to stretch out, raising his arms above his head as he widely yawned, his toes curling out of the sheer pleasure that came with such an action.? He turned his head to look at his glowing lover, his eyes traveling all over Gen's form until they landed on his lovely orbs, eyes creasing a bit as he warmly smiled and then closed his lids as they shared a nice, chaste kiss, though, he had a say in the matter, he'd make it last a hell of lot longer than it did just then.? It wasn't lost on him that the voice's instructions told them how much they had left but he didn't want to let go nonetheless, wanting to enjoy the androgyne's presence just a little bit longer. "Aww...but what if I don't want to let you go," he whined, reaching for Gen as the shorter youth extricated himself from Kites' embrace.? He pouted, jutting his lower lip out, but when Gen gave him that look, he couldn't help but give in.? Gen was right though.? His skin was still tingling from yesterday, a feeling that he wanted to commit to memory.? So, when the androgyne started walking around, gathering his clothes off the floor, Kites did the same, except he just kicked them around until they collected into a single pile at the end of the bed.? They would definitely need to sort out the laundry situation cause his sheets, though not stuck with mud and grime, did have several spots of semen stuck to it where it slid off his upper body but he wasn't going to have any time to really clean it off right now.? Not when the naked androgyne was so freely parading in front of him, getting ready to head out clothed in nothing but air.? Was he really going to go out of the room like that?? But the cameras... "Y-yeah, that was amazing...I can't wait for more," he breathily answered, pressing against his lover as they shared another kiss.? It was still shocking to hear how unabashed Gen was when talking about sex, having absolutely no filter nor the social awareness of saying such things, but he should've expected it at this point given Gen's birth and history up to today.? Which would explain why the androgyne was heading out the door in his birthday suit, completely unashamed.? He was already half way out before Kites managed to stammer out a "W-wait, Gen...do you really...?" want to head out the door like that... saying the last part in his head.? Nothing he could do about that but he was sure that Chord was going to have something to say about it, seeing as their incident in the elevator was not overlooked.? But they'd deal with it when it comes. Not wasting any more time, Kites quickly hopped in the shower, washing himself off of last night's festivities.? Stepping out, he grabbed a towel and started drying himself as he walked through his room in the nude, opening the top drawer of a dresser in which the promised outfit was laid out in neat sections.? Was this placed there in advance of the training room results or did someone steal into their room and placed this clothing there.? A shiver went down his back as he thought of the latter option, because if that was the case, then whoever it was would've seen Gen and Kites twisted around each other like snakes in heat.? Just the mere thought of it was enough to make him stop and will himself coming, feeling a twinge in his loins that he was sure would not be welcome in that classroom.? Donning on the all black clothing, he noted how the shirt was carefully tailored to his frame, taking his wings into account which easily fit through the cut out panel in the back, snapping in the bottom to finish off the top.? He slid on the rest, dipping his feet into the shoes and heading towards the door, grabbing the duffel bag and slinging it around his front as he pressed the panel by the door and headed out. Stepping into the classroom, he saw that Brandon, Kat and of course, Gen, were already seated and filling up on the provided breakfast foods.? He greeted Brandon, coming around to Kat and giving her a brotherly hug, whispering a "You look positively radiant this morning, sis.? Something good happen last night?"? He winked at her, then dropped the duffel bag next to the seat by Gen, wasting no time in sidling over to the table of nourishment and easily filled up three different plates worth, most of it was meat, though there were some breads and a little bit of potatoes, placing all of it on his spot, then coming back and grabbing a couple of glasses of OJ.? He was famished to say the least but he didn't care how this may have looked to the others.? Chord knew about Kites' energy requirements being a flyer so he needed to load up on lots of protein and calories to keep his energy level up through the day, not knowing what it may bring.? He noticed Chord and Harrison, inwardly cringing at the two most prim and proper people in this place, but didn't let it show on his face.? He simply dug into his food and waited for their last arrival, Mia, to see what today was going to bring them. Having gone to bed earlier then she was used to, Mia had awoken around 5 am.? She dressed herself in some work out clothes and remembering where the gym was from the tour Mr. Chord had given her a few weeks ago, went and had an hour work out. She worked all areas of her body and ended with a few laps in the pool. When she headed out of her shower at 6:30 she found the clothing on the bed.? She grumbled just a little bit about the color.? All black.? She sighed and accepted it for now.? Her red hair she tied up with a red hair tie.? At least that was her signature color.? She was hungry and grabbed a small snack from her fridge and was reading a book when the announcement went off at 7. She wondered if that meant they had an hour to get to Classroom B or that they would have an hour to ready themselves, plus eat.? Either way she was up and hungry so she finished the paragraph and closed the book.? Took hold of the messenger bag and made her way to the classroom.? Everyone was already there.? Hm, she thought, they must have all had busy nights as they all looked pretty tired compared to her.? Serves them right she thought if they can¡¯t keep it in their pants. She got a plate of food and decided to sit at the end of the table just a seat down from Brandon.? ¡°Good morning, everyone.¡±? She said cheerfully. ? After she met with Raine, Ireland didn't go straight home. In fact, she didn't go home. She simply walked. Wandering all over the city. She walked to the park and sat by the fountain and watched as the large pretty spray play and danced. She meandered through the back trails of the park to find herself sitting by the edge of the lake that ran through it. She watched as the ducks and geese swam. ? She wandered about thirty blocks to the heart of downtown. Watching as the hustle and bustle of the busyness of Port Vega slowly die down. The witching hour came and she found herself moving through the Riverview section of town--an area that if the men in her family ever found out she had been there alone at night, each and every single one of them would kill her¡and she didn¡¯t even want to think about what Imme would do. She scored there. ? Ireland continued to wander with no clear direction of where she was going until she found her laying in the sand down near the beach at? 4 o'clock in the morning looking up at the stars wondering about the deep night sky taking a long hit of a dooby. Yeah they were all gonna kill her¡ ? She was being uncharacteristically destructive tonight¡okay maybe not uncharacteristically, both Brandon and Raine had stories about her temper and what destruction it could do when she unleashed it, but she wasn¡¯t made¡she felt terrible. ? She had been the one to hurt her brother. She saw Brandon¡her was crushed and that had been her fault. Out of the three of them, Brandon had always been the most sensitive. Maybe it was that middle child thing she didn¡¯t know. But she knew Brandon and she knew his insecurities and she was responsible for playing into one of his major hang-ups. The feeling like he wasn¡¯t good enough. ? She had taken his job. And the worst part about it was that she actually agreed with Chord.? Brandon wasn't the right person for the job of leader. Brandon, on paper seemed like the best choice and the most qualified one to be team lead. At 21, he was the oldest of them all. He had been the one who had been working with Chord the longest. But he was in no way competent enough to be leader, mentor or role model for this group. And it was because of his hang-up and insecurities that did it¡held him back¡kept him from being what Chord needed, what this group needed, what she needed.? ? And she knew it and she felt terrible being the one to exploit that and point that out. It was never her intention¡but you know what they said about intentions. ? Ireland looked up to see the oranges and pinks and purples and blues of the sky and knew she had to get home.? She couldn¡¯t be late¡not on her first day¡not before she did the unthinkable. God this was a bad idea¡but it was the only idea she had. Because she didn¡¯t want to do this. ? Ireland had always been a private person wearing a mask to keep people out¡even her family didn¡¯t always see her real self if they didn¡¯t look deeper. And being raised with men, they tended to not look past the surface of what she showed them. And now Chord wanted her to share with them¡these people¡with a bunch of strangers. Now he wanted her to engage in something that she had never engaged in. Not since¡that only two people in her life knew she could do. Hell, she hadn't even told Brandon or Raine (even if Raine probably knew. He was observant like that) and now Chord wanted to baptize her by fire¡ ? As she walked in, she found Chord waiting for her, sitting on the floor outside her room looking every much like a dad. She smiled inside herself.? And that was why she loved him. ? ¡°Hey,¡± he said ? ¡°Hey,¡± she said back. ? ¡°You OK.¡± he said ? ¡°Yeah, I'm good¡± she said look at her feet, pushing a red strand from her face. ? Chord sighed. ¡°Look, Squirt, I am wanna talk to you about what happened yesterday.¡± ? ¡°I really have to get dressed get ready. The sound of reverie is going to be playing soon and it would never do if I were late my first day on the job. And I need to take a shower and change my clothes so can we talk about this later,¡± she said moving placing her hand on the door to unlock her bedroom. The door opened and she stepped inside. ? Chord face went sad but he nodded. ¡°Later,¡± he said giving her a tight hug. ? Once he let her go, Ireland rushed inside taking a deep breath. The minute she was inside her shoulders slumped. Moving into the shower, Ireland found herself with her head against the stall as water ran down over it. Typically she only like to get her hair wet on wash day¡she simply had too much hair to wet any other time because it always took too long to dry but in this case she was trying really hard not to cry so she indulged. ? When she was done, she stepped out the shower, towel dried her fluffy red mane of curls put in some moisturizer sealant to lock in the moisture and braided her hair into two French braids down the each side of her head in a style she called her Helga. The braids ended right at her breast and dripped making her shirt breast wet. She towel dried the rest of her hair hoping that the braids would stop dripping, put on the black high neck sweatshirt and the black jeans, grab the messenger bag and move to classroom B. ? Before she walk she took a deep breath, her voice cheery like it was when she had meet everyone the day before. ¡°Hey party people.¡± she said thankful that Harry¡¯s back was too her because out of everyone in this room who would know she was out of sorts, it would be her. She took the last remaining seat at the oval conference table between Gen and Mia. ? Once she was seated, Chord cleared his throat. ¡°So, A lot happened yesterday. There were some good things and there were some not so good things. I wanted to take this moment before we start our day to give you all an opportunity to express how you felt about yesterday. Contrary to what any of you may think, there is a method to Harrison and my madness. And we do care about you and your personal safety and well-being and mental health. You are not here to be our perfect little soldiers. You are here to be a part of a meaningful team which I hope will grow into family. So we do want to know exactly what's on your mind and how you felt about yesterday and what you went through and how everything ended up and how you felt about it. And while we ask that you do please speak freely. I'm also asking you to please be respectful and be prepared for any rebuttal that you may get. Be opened minded and try to see it from a point of view other than your own. Now with that being said, who would like to go first.¡±? ?
(Brandon)
Brandon didn¡¯t want to say anything but he realized nothing was going to go on until someone said something.
¡°I am open to following orders and understand my behavior was unbecoming of a leader and I apologize to one and all.¡± ?He said before sitting down.? He couldn¡¯t be angry about losing his job¡it was his fault. He couldn¡¯t be mad at Ireland for taking it.? She was deserving.? He was just not fit to lead.? He got that so he would go back to being the good soldier and following orders.? Maybe he would be better next time, he could deal with being a team player.
He would just be quiet for now.
He did look at Ireland, she didn¡¯t seem too worse for wear.? If anything she looked tired.? Was she up all night?? He sighed and moved to sneak his phone out of his pocket. ?<<I am truly very sorry.? I didn¡¯t mean to put you in this position¡I am not mad at you¡I am mad at myself.? And I am sorry for not being¡stronger when you needed me to be.? I love you!>>
He realized he sucked as a big brother, had he been more focused on getting through the scenario instead of focusing on how fair it wasn¡¯t or how tired he was or how his own mind kept him from truly excelling in the scenarios.? He kept seeing Raine as hold him back and he wasn¡¯t even here any more sure his brother was an asshat, but he definitely didn¡¯t kill him, but he truly remained in that shadow of inferiority of his.? Raine had taken his mind helping to make him insecure¡sure but it was still apparently his choice to remain there. ?
Yeah, Ireland was just a better leader in that regard¡she was more like Harrison in that vein just black and white so she could make the tough calls when he was a bit more emotional in his responses.? He was sitting there he was sitting up straight but in truth, there was a part of him that was¡mentally defeated by the demotion.? Something even he wasn¡¯t really willing to admit too just yet.
? TAG: Brandon, Kat, Gen, Kites, Mia, Ireland, Chord and Harrison
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
[Sicilien]
Regardless of how deeply Sicilien may have slept, there was a part of him that always stayed away on some level.? It wasn't that he wasn't able to drift off, but that his very nature dictated that he always keep on eye open, so to speak.? Even if it was an eye that neither of them could see.? Howlings aside, this was a relatively peaceful place so he took what he could get.? It sounded like the trouble they were going to get to would increase in level as they went along, if the demonic forces that were hellbent on tearing them apart would not disperse.? Like most hordes, mindless, feral beings like the ones whirling about the in the storm always had a leader, and if they find this leader, then they could put a stop to the chaos.? That is, if the leader was anywhere near here, which they would be stupid if they were.
Regardless, they were stuck here for now and he was going to get some semblance of rest.? However, when his consciousness heard Callie mention the female, he perked up, though gave no physical indication thereof.? His chest continued to rise and fall, being quite successful at the mimicry of one deep in sleep, but kept one ear open.? He, too, was curious as to why Chase had such a hard-on for her.
(Etienne Dessuente)
As Etienne lay listening with her back to the group, her hair across her face she would be lying if she didn¡¯t secretly find it amusing that the woman was starting to grill the big ass who had followed her here both to the town and in the jail...the fact that he had actually apparently helped her notwithstanding.
She was also the surprised that other women didn¡¯t hear his explanation of why he wasn¡¯t letting her out of his sight.? Because he believed she was part of this five that the crazy Amy kept yammering about.
She wasn¡¯t...or at least that wasn¡¯t something she was willing to claim (even if truth be told she did kinda believe). Her life was complicated enough without getting wrapped up in this drama.
(Chase)
Chase frowned he understood that others thought he and
Etienne were an item.? Sure he would have
secretly liked that idea, but she made it clear she wasn¡¯t fond of him at
all.? So now he was acting like some
heartsick lover protecting a woman with unrequited love.? She was important in all of this.? The other guy maybe gone, but that didn¡¯t
change his roll in all of this and apparently it was not around this time¡but
through that mean he would have to get her and the others to Miller¡¯s Crossing
in one piece¡ok alive or he would never be free¡one way or another.
¡°Is it so hard to believe in things that go bump in the
night?? Demons, devils, witches,
vampires, werewolves?? You don¡¯t have any
time when you simply couldn¡¯t explain something?? If not then why do you have special
bullets?? Why was everyone here so
comfortable with a man becoming a horse?¡±?
He knew it was Flynn because his scent didn¡¯t change.
¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve this crap.? I just want to make sure she gets through
this so she can have her life back, whatever life that may be.¡±? He said thinking she just got caught up in something
she wasn¡¯t quite prepared for and to him that wasn¡¯t fair.? He made his choice she was just in the wrong
place¡at least to him anyway.
¡°So till we get there and free of whatever this is¡I don¡¯t
plan on letting her out of my sight.¡±? He
said looking over them all.? His ears
picking up subtle changes in those resting but thing he wanted to comment on
without revealing his own nature. (Callie Carson)
? Well, getting anything straight out of Chase was probably unlikely. She was suspicious of the woman laying on the cot in the sheriff's office. Callie gave a deep sigh and walked over to Etienne, standing over her on the cot. ? ?"So I'll ask you, who are you and why are you here?" the redhead wanted to know. ? ?Outside the shrieking continued....
(Flynn)
Continuing to keep the waking world at a comfortable distance, Flynn immersed himself in his dream construction, letting the glamour gather about him, replenishing his depleted resources.? At the same time, he contemplated the difficulties of the situation he and the others were in.? The mob howling outside the sheriff's office and clawing at the door didn't worry him all that much. The people with him inside the office had already proven that they were more than capable of protecting themselves, though the town itself being steadily decimated in the process.? The real problem was how were they going to get to Miller's Crossing with their path being constantly blocked or misdirected by some arcane means by party or parties unknown.
Ordinarily the pookah would simply have opened a portal that could allow them to travel directly to the Crossing. But in order to do that, he would have had to have actually been there at least once, which he never had.? Failing that, he might have been able to create a portal if he had a photo or a painting or even a good hand drawing of the scene, but it was unlikely that a place like Miller's Crossing had ever been deemed worth the effort of any of those things.
He hoped one of the others could come up with something and would wake him if and when they did.? Staying put amid howling possessed townfolk without a source of unbespelled water was not attractive as an option.
(tag?Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in)
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Troy Rising: A Prequel of Sorts¡
[OOC:? This is just a standalone piece as we wait for folks (if any) to make characters who might want to still play in "Troy Rising", which gives a bit of an explanation from the other side of the multiverse.? Also, if anyone has questions or concerns regarding this storyline, let me know.? I'll try and work with you to get things going.? And now, on with the show.]
In the years to come, what was known as the Troy Incident would join the ranks of such strange phenomenon as as the Tunguska Blast, the Bloop in the South Pacific, the Dancing Plague of 1518, and the SETI ¡°Wow¡± Signal.? The only difference was that it had all the resources of the mid-21st century to bear upon it, though in the end the results and conclusions were just as ambiguous.
What is known is that on April 25th, 2057, all contact with the university town of Troy, AL was lost.? The nearby army base of Fort Rucker reported a flash of light, which sent the garrison on full alert.? They at first believed that a nuclear bomb had gone off in the town, but when there was only a light flash and no shockwave or thermal blast, they went to investigate.
What they found baffled them.? Where once there was a town, a forest stood in its place.? In the middle of a vast field of CHOOH2 stood a dense, untamed woodland the likes you¡¯d see in the Pacific Northwest.? Satellite measurements and cartographers confirmed that it was a perfect circle measuring roughly 20 miles in diameter.
Physicists put forward several ideas.? Some conjectured that a spatial superstring dealt the planet a glancing blow.? Others posited the idea of a primordial black hole swallowing the area.? Wormholes were even considered.? None of these could explain why a forest was there instead of a town, however, and were soon discarded.
None of these came close to the truth, however. ? They failed to¡¯t explain the other findings as well.? For one thing, a crudely built cabin, done in a style remeniscent of medieval Germany, was found to have been partially burned, and then there were the naked remains¡ªa man, a woman, and two boys.? All of them appeared to have been killed with some sort of cutting implement, and the woman showed signs of rape.? None could be identified¡ªeven fingerprints and genetic identification failed to yield anything.
Eventually, all the commotion about Troy died away, and the courts ruled the incident an ¡°act of God¡±, and thus insurance companies were off the hook.? Every now and then, a family member of one of the missing townsfolk would try and have the case re-opened, but more often than not, the request was declined.? Even in those cases where the request was accepted, no headway could be gained, and the matter would once again be dropped.? What had happened was simply so beyond 21st century science that no one ever came close to discovering the truth.
And the truth of the matter was far more bizarre than anyone could¡¯ve guessed.? The Troy Incident you see, was caused by what might be described as a cosmic accident, brought on by the equivalent of the leftovers from an art project.
The Koveveh, a species of 4th dimensional aliens, were obsessed with art and sculpture.? Their medium of choice: ?The fabric of spacetime from multiple universes.? What struck the town of Troy was effectively a ¡°shaving¡± from one of their latest projects.? The unusual nature of that debris swapped a section of Earth¡ªwhere Troy once existed, with a piece of another world. ?
The Koveveh had been warned many times against their dangerous artwork, but they insisted on continuing unabated.? They¡¯d meet their extinction 2.5 billion years later at the hands of the Z¡¯zani¡ªone of the multiple offshoot descendants of humanity that ascended to a state of 4th dimensional existence.
The Z¡¯zani didn¡¯t exterminate the Koveveh out of any sense of vengeance.? They knew nothing about what happened on Earth long ago, or that the Koveveh were even responsible for it.? Indeed, they were unaware that they even evolved on that long forgotten world.
No, the reason was a matter of simple expediency.? After 40 million years of warnings, the Koveveh were destroyed because they continued to pursue their exotic but dangerous form of artwork.
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Old Etienne Dessuente)
As Etienne lay listening with her back to the group, her hair across her face she would be lying if she didn¡¯t secretly find it amusing that the woman was starting to grill the big ass who had followed her here both to the town and in the jail...the fact that he had actually apparently helped her notwithstanding.
She was also the surprised that other women didn¡¯t hear his explanation of why he wasn¡¯t letting her out of his sight.? Because he believed she was part of this five that the crazy Amy kept yammering about.
She wasn¡¯t...or at least that wasn¡¯t something she was willing to claim (even if truth be told she did kinda believe). Her life was complicated enough without getting wrapped up in this drama.
(old Chase) Chase frowned he understood that others thought he and Etienne were an item.? Sure he would have secretly liked that idea, but she made it clear she wasn¡¯t fond of him at all.? So now he was acting like some heartsick lover protecting a woman with unrequited love.? She was important in all of this.? The other guy maybe gone, but that didn¡¯t change his roll in all of this and apparently it was not around this time¡but through that mean he would have to get her and the others to Miller¡¯s Crossing in one piece¡ok alive or he would never be free¡one way or another.
¡°Is it so hard to believe in things that go bump in the night?? Demons, devils, witches, vampires, werewolves?? You don¡¯t have any time when you simply couldn¡¯t explain something?? If not then why do you have special bullets?? Why was everyone here so comfortable with a man becoming a horse?¡±? He knew it was Flynn because his scent didn¡¯t change. ¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve this crap.? I just want to make sure she gets through this so she can have her life back, whatever life that may be.¡±? He said thinking she just got caught up in something she wasn¡¯t quite prepared for and to him that wasn¡¯t fair.? He made his choice she was just in the wrong place¡at least to him anyway. ¡°So till we get there and free of whatever this is¡I don¡¯t plan on letting her out of my sight.¡±? He said looking over them all.? His ears picking up subtle changes in those resting but thing he wanted to comment on without revealing his own nature.
(New Callie Carson)
? Well, getting anything straight out of Chase was probably unlikely. She was suspicious of the woman laying on the cot in the sheriff's office. Callie gave a deep sigh and walked over to Etienne, standing over her on the cot. ? ?"So I'll ask you, who are you and why are you here?" the redhead wanted to know. ? ?Outside the shrieking continued....
(tag?Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in)
On Tuesday, February 25, 2020, 01:26:50 PM EST, Charlie Clay <charlie.clay@...> wrote:
(Callie Carson)
? The wind continued to howl outside, sand pelting the building as they heard the sound of growling at the doors and windows to the sheriff's office. The grating noise of sharp talons scraping across the wooden door then filled the room and left them all uneasy.
The sheriff looked at the group and shook his head, "Demons? Magic? You all been smoking peyote or something? I don;t know what's out there but it ain't nothin' like that."
?"Oh really?" Callie asked calmly as she sat on the sheriff's desk and loaded her pistol with the special bullets. She looked up and gave a nod toward Flynn, "I suppose it was mass hallucination when we saw my friend there turn into a horse?"
?The sheriff started to respond and was cut off by the deep, laughing growl right outside the door, followed by the slamming of heavy fists against the wood. He considered again responding, but decided maybe the girl was right
Callie turned from Chase to Etienne. She scowled and looked back to Chase, "So what's the deal with the girl? Why you dragging her around and keeping her under such close watch?"
(Flynn)
Flynn lay stretched out on the bench with his hat over his eyes, drifting in the half-consciousness that exists between wakefulness and sleep, aware of what was being said but feeling like he was hearing it from far, far away.? He was dimly aware of the raging chaos pounding and clawing at the door to the sheriff's office, but largely ignored it. The only thing that mattered at the moment was replenishing his glamour.? Ordinarily, he would have gone to secret spots where free glamour magically gathered, but if this was unknown territory to him and if there were any such spots in the vicinity, they were apparently beyond his ability to sense. ?
He could also ordinarily gather glamour from the imaginations of people, but right now everyone in this drab little town was raging about under some seemingly demonic control. The only one who wasn't was the sheriff who seemed to have all the imagination of a dried horse turd.? Which only left Callie and the others gathered with him in the sheriff's drab and dreary office.? And under the circumstances, it was unlikely that any of them would be indulging in any kind of reverie any time soon.
There was one option left. It would leave him vulnerable for a time, but he didn't see any way around it. Releasing his contact with the conscious world, he let himself go and began constructing a dream, letting his own imagination guide him.? He summoned his memories of his passionate coupling with Callie and began using them to fashion a dreamscape of a naked Callie, but one so huge as to take up the whole horizon, a vast mountain range of womanhood, with curving hills, deep inviting valleys, languid flows of curling brush and briar, and starlight reflected in eye pools the size of lakes.? It was his companion writ large and overpowering, and the pookah lost himself in the wonder of her, his mortal sensuality filling with desire even as his fae self drank in the glamour that was now overflowing from his creation.
[Sicilien]
Regardless of how deeply Sicilien may have slept, there was a part of him that always stayed away on some level.? It wasn't that he wasn't able to drift off, but that his very nature dictated that he always keep on eye open, so to speak.? Even if it was an eye that neither of them could see.? Howlings aside, this was a relatively peaceful place so he took what he could get.? It sounded like the trouble they were going to get to would increase in level as they went along, if the demonic forces that were hellbent on tearing them apart would not disperse.? Like most hordes, mindless, feral beings like the ones whirling about the in the storm always had a leader, and if they find this leader, then they could put a stop to the chaos.? That is, if the leader was anywhere near here, which they would be stupid if they were.
Regardless, they were stuck here for now and he was going to get some semblance of rest.? However, when his consciousness heard Callie mention the female, he perked up, though gave no physical indication thereof.? His chest continued to rise and fall, being quite successful at the mimicry of one deep in sleep, but kept one ear open.? He, too, was curious as to why Chase had such a hard-on for her.
Etienne Dessuente?
As Etienne lay listening with her back to the group, her hair across her face she would be lying if she didn¡¯t secretly find it amusing that the woman was starting to grill the big ass who had followed her here both to the town and in the jail...the fact that he had actually apparently helped her notwithstanding.
She was also the surprised that other women didn¡¯t hear his explanation of why he wasn¡¯t letting her out of his sight.? Because he believed she was part of this five that the crazy Amy kept yammering about.
She wasn¡¯t...or at least that wasn¡¯t something she was willing to claim (even if truth be told she did kinda believe). Her life was complicated enough without getting wrapped up in this drama.
Chase frowned he understood that others thought he and
Etienne were an item.? Sure he would have
secretly liked that idea, but she made it clear she wasn¡¯t fond of him at
all.? So now he was acting like some
heartsick lover protecting a woman with unrequited love.? She was important in all of this.? The other guy maybe gone, but that didn¡¯t
change his roll in all of this and apparently it was not around this time¡but
through that mean he would have to get her and the others to Miller¡¯s Crossing
in one piece¡ok alive or he would never be free¡one way or another.
¡°Is it so hard to believe in things that go bump in the
night?? Demons, devils, witches,
vampires, werewolves?? You don¡¯t have any
time when you simply couldn¡¯t explain something?? If not then why do you have special
bullets?? Why was everyone here so
comfortable with a man becoming a horse?¡±?
He knew it was Flynn because his scent didn¡¯t change.
¡°She doesn¡¯t deserve this crap.? I just want to make sure she gets through
this so she can have her life back, whatever life that may be.¡±? He said thinking she just got caught up in something
she wasn¡¯t quite prepared for and to him that wasn¡¯t fair.? He made his choice she was just in the wrong
place¡at least to him anyway.
¡°So till we get there and free of whatever this is¡I don¡¯t
plan on letting her out of my sight.¡±? He
said looking over them all.? His ears
picking up subtle changes in those resting but thing he wanted to comment on
without revealing his own nature.
Tag - Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping in)
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
Rabbit was surprised when Roue used his hands to spread his butt cheeks apart and then began attacking his boi-hole with his tongue. The stimulation was overwhelming and it was all the little vampire could do to keep his lips together, stifling his whimpers and moans as he squirmed on the bed beneath his bed-mate's oral assault. Closing his eyes, he instinctively pushed his sensitive bottom up and back, wanting more, his hands clawing at the sheets. Grabbing a pillow, he pressed his face into it and let out a long muffled moan of excruciating pleasure, his slender body trembling all over with need.
When the elf began miming something with his hands, it took Rabbit barely a second to understand what Roue wanted.? He reached over and fumbled through a drawer positioned just under the bed until his fingers found what they wanted - a small squirt bottle of clear lube - which he quickly pressed into his partner's gesturing hands.? Rabbit then resumed his grip on the pillow, pushing his needy bottom up and back once again. ?
"Cuuumonnn!" the little vampire begged, his voice muffled but the intensity of his need clear.? "Pleeef? phuckkk meeeef!? Pleeef!" His fangs, fully extended now, ached in his mouth and it was taking all of his willpower not to grab Roue's wrist and sink them into the warm pulsing artery that lay beneath the skin.? "Iiineeediddbaddd!"
[Roue]
Roue rose back up, straightening out as he chuckled to himself.? Mission to drive the adolescent boy mad: accomplished.? He shook the bottle of lube so that the liquids settled by the cap, then flipped it open and squeezed a liberal amount onto his right palm and dropping the bottle back onto the bed, used both hands to spread the gel around until it coated his fingers quite well.? Hovering his right hand over the boy's hole, Roue placed his left hand on top of Rabbit's waist as leverage and then held his right over the boy's hole, proceeding to slowly insert the first digit - the middle finger.
The sensation of Rabbit's walls suctioning to his finger was sublime enough to make him uncontrollably groan at the feeling.? He moved his hand back and forth a few times, coating the tunnel with the gel as he introduced another digit, the index, slowly widening the space.? This was also accomplished with a scissoring motion, probing for the boy's prostate until he added a third digit and after a couple of minutes, deeming this enough preparation, disconnected as he reached for the bottle of lube again.? This time, the taller youth applied the liquid to his pulsing cock, making sure the entire length was thoroughly slick before he positioned himself over the shorter boy and slowly pushed in.
"<Oh my gods>," he muttered, a low rumble clear in his throat as he moved agonizingly slow.? It took all of his willpower and self-control not to slam his hips forward as he buried himself within Rabbit, their bodies finally joining together.? He had to take a short pause to get himself together, his breaths ragged and labored as he struggled to restrain himself.? Once he was able to get himself somewhat under control, Roue began flexing his hips, moving nearly all the way out and then all the way back in.? He wanted to make sure his bed mate's hole was well lubricated before he completely lost himself.? It didn't take long.
"Ungh...ungh...ahhh...Gods...Rabbit..you...feel...so...fucking...good," Roue managed to breathe out in-between each thrust.? Slowly, but surely, the elf was losing his grip on his discipline and started increasing his tempo.? Soon, he was wildly thrusting in and out, holding onto Rabbit's waist for support as the strength of his force caused the bed to scrape against the walls, the mattress creaking underneath the two bodies.? Nothing but guttural groaning and animalistic moans came out of the elf's slender neck, a complete 180 degree difference from the wizard's typically meek demeanor and soft speech.? As he began to hit the boy's prostate, he reached around his lover's waist and gripped the other's cock, harshly pumping it and squeezing the length as he covered it in a thin layer of lube that greased his palm.? Like his wild thrusting, Roue furiously pumped his hand as he tried to bring Rabbit to the razor's edge, that precipice of madness, his fingers moving over the head as he felt the first few drops of precum leaking out.? The way the adolescent boy writhed beneath his body just further incited him, threatening to push himself over the brink but he didn't want to be the only one to do it.? He wanted Roue hopelessly lost in the aberration.? He wanted to hear his lover's uncontrollable sounds that were lost within the confines of his pillow.
"<Don't be so shy, Rabbit...? let yourself loose, give into to me,>" he rumbled, bending down to snarl into his lover's ear.? He traced the outer lobe with his tongue, nibbling on the edge as he pulled back, releasing his hold on him, but then going right back and doing exactly the same thing.? He wanted Rabbit to beg for his release, the whimpering and crying out like music to his sensitive ears.
[tag Rabbit]
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
[Roue]
It was quite a delicious sight to see Rabbit twist and squirm at the elf's intimate touch.? It told Roue everything that he needed to know.? That the way he was acting, the way he was moving was in such a way as to produce a deeper desire, a deeper lust within his young partner.? Oh and the sounds that were coming out of that muted mouth. All the moans, the whimpering, and the muffled moaning was like music to his ears, though he did feel a little disappointed that the boy seemed to not want to open up.? Perhaps he was a little shy, hard as that was to believe, or maybe he didn't really kiss during such an act for the first time with a stranger, but it was no matter.? If there was any discontentment on his side, it was quickly lost in a frenzy of desire that he was feeling.? Rabbit was going to open up sooner or later, grinning to himself, when the elf would finally bury himself inside.
When Rabbit flipped over, so tantalizingly wiggling his butt at his bed mate, it was all that Roue could not to sink his aching, raging hard-on in-between those luscious butt cheeks.? It took extreme self control as the elf gripped each half into his hand, roughly squeezing them as he slowly, haggardly pumped his hips forward, spreading the cheeks just wide enough so that cock was further down within the mounds, but not yet in.? As hard as he tried to stifle his own primal moaning, biting his lower lip in a failing effort, he couldn't help but let out a growl at the heat of friction that that movement produced.? He tilted his head back, letting his hair cascade back down his rear side, closing his eyes as he felt the movement with all of his body.? As much as he wanted to enter right then and there, he was going to make his bed mate pay for keeping mum, his mouth twisting into a devilish smile.
The elf bent down at his waist, hovering over his newfound lover as he freed his erection from their captive audience, depriving the younger boy of the heated length that was just there a second ago.? Instead, it was replaced by his head as he lowered himself even further, sticking his face between the pert, round globes as he spread them apart, letting his hot breath settle over the perky, pink starfish that stared right back to him.? Without wasting any more time, Roue's tongue darted out, taking its first taste of the flesh, then again and against until he took one long lick around the ring, savoring how Rabbit wiggled in his grasp, gasps and moans escaping those forbidden lips.? The more his bed mate squirmed, the harder Roue pushed with his appendage, kissing and nipping the tiny mound of happiness that was all too happy to get all that attention.? The more he did it, the more he spread his saliva over the hole in preparation of that final, violent act.? But if he wanted to make it as pleasurable as possible, he needed more than just spit to lube that tunnel.
Briefly disconnecting from his lover's butt, Roue wildly looked around, trying to see if he could spot a bottle of gel or something like it that he could use on himself.? Not finding anything, at least nothing that he could recognize, the elf bent down, wrapping his arms around Rabbit's upper body as he pushed his hands into view and mimed the motion of squeezing a bottle onto his palms, then rubbing together, hopefully translating into his need for some lube.? He pushed his hips into the younger boy as the urgent, aching length pressed against the boy's sack, pulsing with each beat of the elf's heart.
"<I hope you can understand what I'm asking you for,>" Roue huskily growled into his lover's ear, taking a second to nip at the outer lobe, his voice a little raspy but no less needy.? "<It would make it all the more pleasurable, no?>"
(Rabbit)
Rabbit was surprised when Roue used his hands to spread his butt cheeks apart and then began attacking his boi-hole with his tongue. The stimulation was overwhelming and it was all the little vampire could do to keep his lips together, stifling his whimpers and moans as he squirmed on the bed beneath his bed-mate's oral assault. Closing his eyes, he instinctively pushed his sensitive bottom up and back, wanting more, his hands clawing at the sheets. Grabbing a pillow, he pressed his face into it and let out a long muffled moan of excruciating pleasure, his slender body trembling all over with need.
When the elf began miming something with his hands, it took Rabbit barely a second to understand what Roue wanted.? He reached over and fumbled through a drawer positioned just under the bed until his fingers found what they wanted - a small squirt bottle of clear lube - which he quickly pressed into his partner's gesturing hands.? Rabbit then resumed his grip on the pillow, pushing his needy bottom up and back once again. ?
"Cuuumonnn!" the little vampire begged, his voice muffled but the intensity of his need clear.? "Pleeef? phuckkk meeeef!? Pleeef!" His fangs, fully extended now, ached in his mouth and it was taking all of his willpower not to grab Roue's wrist and sink them into the warm pulsing artery that lay beneath the skin.? "Iiineeediddbaddd!"
Tag - Roue
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