| Chiara Maxx |
12/14/19 |
Stared. Couldn't help herself. It was quite awkward to glance away from another. Was very interested in anything he had to say. He had a draw -- in more than just his voice. "That's an interesting name." Didn't exactly have a name which ran under 'ordinary'. "Beau. Yes, very nice to meet you. Where do you stem from?" Gave his larger grip a bit of a squeeze back before releasing and dropping back to her side. Head tilted with inquiry, questioning if her assumptions were correct. |
| Elia Constantin |
12/14/19 |
The woman took the extended hand and shook it amicably, though she didn't return his name with her own.
"Beaudoin? How dare you shorten such a gem of a name! Does it run in the family?" |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/13/19 |
Steele blue orbs peer up towards the friendly man infront of her. Half a smile crept out the corner of her lips. "Really? That's so nice of you. I'm Chiara, by the way." Offered up a hand as she reached out towards him. |
| Elia Constantin |
12/13/19 |
*pauses*
*stares back*
*cracks a grin*
Hello. Do you typically know every face that goes through this part of town? |
| Chiara Maxx |
12/13/19 |
Oh, thanks. I appreciate that. |
| Rubella Frost |
12/13/19 |
Smiles and bows " Thank you so kindly sir." |
| Julien Vaillancourt |
12/13/19 |
The bright smile tugged an answering curve, quieter and more tentative, but there nonetheless. He was perhaps pleased that this offer was for a discussion, for baked goods. Perhaps one might have clotted cream. The thought made Julien realize he had not eaten anything for quite some time. The state of the kitchen was not to be thought on.
"I say... yes." |
| Virelai Tylwyth |
12/12/19 |
Vir turned this way and that, holding up her arms so the long sleeves draped and swished with her movements. She grinned up at her friend and pushed the long white hair from her forehead. "Nearly as good as you do, love. Now we match." Her laughter sparked like fireworks from her lips, the warmth in it at odds with her usual cold demenor. |
| Julien Vaillancourt |
12/12/19 |
As Beau leaned forward, Julien reached out and grasped the nearby railing with a leather-gloved hand. "I'm not much of a fan of restrictions either. Nor am I a god. In fact of the two of us I think..." But he trailed off, despite lifting his free hand to touch Beau's jaw.
"But I'm about as kind as an Unseelie fae can be, and I'll make you say it three times before it's really a promise. And as good a man as you seem to be, I don't think you want the trouble that I am." |
| Julien Vaillancourt |
12/12/19 |
"That is quite a tempting offer." He paused and licked the edge of his lips. "Perhaps while you are teaching me about the ways of the Realm I can teach -you- about the dangers of open-ended promises." His eyes glitter with amusement. "ANYTHING I need? Really?" |
| Julien Vaillancourt |
12/12/19 |
Well, thank you. It has been an... interesting ride. |
| WildKat |
11/14/19 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Merida Campbell |
11/14/19 |
Merida casually walks up to her fearless leader, Beau. She holds out the "Wanted Poster" aka POTD. With a sweet smile on her face she would ask "May I have your autograph, purdy please with sugar on top? By the way, Congratulations for making the most wanted list!" |
| Liam Moore |
11/10/19 |
Hazel eyes lock on to the male, he had talked to this one before even tried to charm him before. Didn't really work out in his favor but he was determined this time.
He would walk towards him, setting his plan in motion. Someone would slam into Liam(someone Liam would have purposely gotten in the way of) causing him to slam much harder than needed into the bearded man who would not see it coming.
However as the male would start to fall Liam would catch him in dipping position. His eyes would look down at the male a smirk. "Hello handsome, terribly sorry about that people are so very rude. You aren't hurt are you?" |
| Keera Schmidt |
11/10/19 |
She gives him a wide smile and nods, slipping hands into pockets and rocking up to the balls of her feet and back a few times. “Yeah, mate. Findin’ things alright. Name’s Keera.” Takes one hand out of her pocket to extend to him. “Nice to meet you, big fella.” |
| Liam Dromeo |
11/10/19 |
Thanks mate. Nice to be back. Taking some time to work out the kinks and remember my way around. Nice to meetcha! |
| Solomon King |
11/08/19 |
Thank you! It's good to be back. |
| Langley |
11/05/19 |
The humanoid feline peered at the much taller male with a slight frown upon her lips as she regarded him carefully, pondering from a moment before she's invading personal space and threading fingers through his, her other hand clasping the hand she had captured. Giving a tug to capture his attention, she offers a faint smile to the bearded man followed by another tug.
"C'mon, Beau. You and I are getting drinks, and I'm not taking No for an answer at the moment. You can ream my arse later if you want, but right now, I don't feel like drinking alone and... Again I may get my arse kicked later on for assuming this but, I don't think you want to, either." At times she could be very perceptive, other times she had no issues in regards to boundaries. This was a mixture of them both. |
| Virelai Tylwyth |
10/29/19 |
The wolf had spun in circles and Vir crowed with laughter, her head tilting back. When she finally let go and stood where he could see her she grinned sharply at him. “Knowledge is indeed power. I must say I am quite jealous. I was certain I was catching up.” At his question, Vi thumped her fist against her own chest. “I am still trying to acclimate to this body. Gaining strength now that I have come this far has certainly been time consuming. I am a patient hunter to be sure, but less so a patient student it seems.” Who would have thought increasing her own strength past this point would be so difficult. Still. “Best not get too comfortable. I will catch up soon enough. And then we will spar together, in earnest.” |
| Tiber Loche |
10/28/19 |
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| Virelai Tylwyth |
10/27/19 |
“Beauuuoooooo!” What began as a cheerful call of the man's name ended in a howl rising high and long into the night, ending only when Vir's body collided with the large man. As she leaped to wrap her arms around his shoulders from behind, suspending herself there, she knocked her head softly against his. “Congratulations. You are almost too strong.” She laughed.
The contact was brief as she dropped back down, clasping her hands behind her back and stepping to the side to look up at his face. “I am fashionably late, of course. But not too late I hope.” |
| Aelin Galathynius |
10/24/19 |
Thank you for the welcome! |
| Dante Hayes |
10/22/19 |
Happy to see someone recognized my handsome face around here.
Thanks for the welcome. |
| Ian Nottingham |
10/22/19 |
"I will make sure to do that once I gain my bearings." |
| Ian Nottingham |
10/22/19 |
The Slayer gives a graceful bow. "Thank you." |
| Emily Celtos |
10/21/19 |
"Thank you sir." |
| Sigrun Haefnirdottir |
10/20/19 |
*tilts head down slightly*
*stares at, amber eyes unblinking*
*ponders a moment*
*actually says something instead of just standing there, staring down at the smaller male.*
"You have my thanks."
|
| Gabe Marlowe |
10/19/19 |
Thanks, dude! |
| Katherine Murray |
10/19/19 |
YES, WE BOTH... *coughs* have. I do like sweets. All sweets. ALL OF THEM! -blinks-
-might have danced a little when taking the bag- |
| Katherine Murray |
10/19/19 |
HEY BEAU, I'M KATHERINE!
-excitement is infectious-
-is bouncing too- |
| The Preacher |
10/19/19 |
"Sounds wonderful and delicious. Just yell and I might just make an appearance" |
| The Preacher |
10/19/19 |
"Tis very true. So few and far between." shakes the gents hand. "Well I'll be around if you need anything or I can help in any way." |
| The Preacher |
10/19/19 |
"I believe that would be true now, but its not always good to be the new kid on the block either...... Thanks for the welcome to the club." |
| Virelai Tylwyth |
10/19/19 |
The wolf next, the one who was not bound by her father's possessiveness. One with as pure a soul as she had ever seen or known. From her own tainted point of view, not one compared to this bright and brilliant creature. This spirit knew what she was asking of him was dangerous, would be painful. But despite that she still had to ask, there was no other way. She did not know why she needed him, only that she did in order to get back the body that belonged to her. “Beau Theroux.” The ghostly creature whispered, searching the Aether for this man who had promised to help her.
A hand tightened on the man's arm, connected to him through the ever-dark. “I need you to come here.” The image of the Red Lily door and Feu/Glace filled the darkness for a moment, would fill his mind with the knowledge of it. “I need you to fulfill your promise. Make haste. I am out of time I cannot explain. Plea- please hurry!” The connection faded away, dissolved in her hands, and he vanished from her sight. Or perhaps, she vanished from him. She knew he would come, had to believe he would if she was to live. That need to survive seemed very important, just then. And while she detested relying on others, she had no choice but to do this. It was the only way she might live to see herself returned to her body. She only hoped she was making the right choice in calling. |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/18/19 |
She found her old crew-mate now sporting the gold and smiled and swooped in him like a hummingbird looking for nectar. "Look I finally made it back in Azhi! Congrats on the Gold! I heard there was some festive happenings in New Orleans tomorrow, and there might even be snacks?!? I don't suppose there might be candy corn? I have been hunting for these for a week now. You would think with all the Halloween candy out these little treasures would be more popular. I don't need a lot actually, one would do nicely." |
| Penny M Blackwell |
10/17/19 |
-toothy grin-
Do you like chocolates? Caramels? Or both?
-displays them for him-
You can have what you like. I have plenty. |
| Penny M Blackwell |
10/15/19 |
Oh, wow.
Would you fancy a candy? I have plenty. |
| Joseph French |
10/15/19 |
*Joseph sighs, getting onto his knees to begin scooping the clumps of Beau into a bucket, one sparkle at a time.* |
| Jeremiah Richards |
10/14/19 |
Bub. He'd just been called bub. Well, that had to be a first for Jeremiah and he coughed out a short laugh before rubbing his hand at the back of his head all while shaking it. Then again, Jeremiah looked good for his age. To be called something that was normally saved for young men? Yeah, it tickled his funny bone for a moment. "Thanks, kiddo. I'll keep that in mind. I can't recall ever having moonshine, and I'm not much of a drinker, but if I ever get the itch to drown my sorrows I know where to go." |
| Jeremiah Richards |
10/14/19 |
Jeremiah nods to the man who greeted him in his own manner of greeting, adjusting his weight so that it settled on his good leg instead of the prosthetic. “Thanks for the welcome, mate.” |
| Penny M Blackwell |
10/13/19 |
-tilts head-
Very nicely manicured.
-shakes his hand-
-eyes begin to cross as he states his name-
Beau it is. Otherwise, I was going to just refer to you as 'that guy'.
-shrugs-
That'd probably make you salty, though, hm? |
| Lila Parikh |
10/13/19 |
We hardly know each other, but that’s fine by me. The decision had been made to work on forming relationships with the living, and this is a perfect way to go about that - even if my friend seems to be enjoying himself a little too much. He’s my secret, or so I think.
Seeing just the man I need up ahead, I quicken my step and call out. “Got any charms for Bourbon Street, Beau?” |
| Penny M Blackwell |
10/12/19 |
-scratches chin-
And beard..
-peers up; squinting-
Well, I thank you kindly.. I'll be sure to remember.
-reaches, hand out-
The name is Penny. Nice to make your acquaintance. |
| Joseph French |
10/12/19 |
Joseph stares and blinks, and stares, and blinks some more. And, when Beau finishes, the wolf takes a deep breath, composes himself...and pulls the excitable man in for a hug. It's uncomfortable and weird, but progress is progress. |
| Penny M Blackwell |
10/12/19 |
Thanks.
It's good to be back. |
| Elysia |
10/11/19 |
Thanks for the welcome |
| Virelai Tylwyth |
10/09/19 |
It was an accident really. Yule hadn't expected to be successful in slipping the bills out of the man's pocket. And the amount he had been carrying ón him in cash was impressive. Who carried that kind of money around anyway? She hadn't known the man long, but he had an infectious personality and was hard not to like, even for a wolf.
Now, Yule wasn't one to harbor a guilty conscious and usually, she wouldn't even blink an eye at something like this. But Beau was different. Yule liked Beau. Maybe she was envious of him in a way. His humanity kept him together, hers tore her apart. But she liked him all the same. Therefore she couldn't exactly just hand the wad of cash back to him. She didn't want to see the way he might look at her, what emotions might flicker across his face. So she came up with a plan.
It took some careful observation, a bit of help from the cooks she employed, and half a dozen attempts before had something she was pretty certain was edible. Red velvet cake, which she learned was chocolate dyed red, and chocolate frosting. She was confident that this one didn't have any – didn't have much much – eggshell in it. And maybe it was a little burnt, but the frosting covered that up well enough even if it was a little...lopsided.
Ugh. Yule rested her arms on the kitchen's metal countertop and hung her head, blowing air from between her lips. Who knew baking was such a complicated thing? There was nothing she could do about it now, though. She was out of ingredients and long out of patience. She took a piping bag full of red frosting and – though a bit clumsier than her usual artful scrawl – wrote the words My apologies. across the cake.
At last, she took the stack of bills, wrapped it in an envelope, and sealed it with red wax and a spider lily stamp. She put the cake in a scarlet box, set the envelope on top and picked them up. Yes, she could just send it with a letter but that might just upset the giant more. And she didn't want that. So instead, she went off in search of him. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
10/09/19 |
Beau
Already headed to you! |
| Manannán mac Lir |
10/09/19 |
Beau Theroux just stole $0.00 from you!
"I keep my cash in the other pocket, so you know, for future thefts. As for your technique, I suggest trimming your nails, there are scratch marks on my ass," Manannán managed to get the last part out with a straight face before a grin split his face.
"Name's Manannán, what might you be called?" |
| Mercer Castillo |
10/08/19 |
Ayeee, consider me guinea'd, big boy.
~salutes~
Short of turning me green or shriveling my d-ck, I think I can handle the side affects.
~nose twitch~
It's.. It's not gonna shrivel my d-ck, right? |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
10/08/19 |
Beau
Anything to get away from this studying for a while.
My head may explode if I continue. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
10/08/19 |
Beau
But... Japan? You just showed up in Japan? |
| Mercer Castillo |
10/07/19 |
~watches the turkey disappear~
~shrugs and gives a jaunty shake~
Beau. Quite a name. What’s that accent, big guy? Not from around here, are you?
~smirk~
Call me Mercer. Mer. A$shole. Pr!ck. I respond to anything, especially if I smell food. |
| Mercer Castillo |
10/06/19 |
~has no flucking clue what is going on~
~just goes with it~
"Yeah, turkey it!"
~also waves middle finger around~
"That's what I like to see. Fluck the man! I like how you think." |
| Mercer Castillo |
10/06/19 |
~blinks at the fist~
"Wow that is so rad."
~was hoping for money~
~high fives the fist~
"You can't fist bump without the ray-bans."
~points to the sky~
"They're watching." |
| Mercer Castillo |
10/06/19 |
"Thanks, dawg. What did I win?" |
| Liam Moore |
10/05/19 |
Looks him up and down, before arching a bro.
"Oh handsome, my eyes work very well and I see fine art all in front of me."
Gestures to the male. |
| Liam Moore |
10/05/19 |
Looks back to there hands smiling growing.
Smile slightly falters a little at his question.
"Oh well you know...appreciating fine art? I mean I know you aren't suppose to touch but I've always been a bit of a rule breaker."
Winks. |
| Liam Moore |
10/04/19 |
Liam stares at their hands for awhile before looking up at the males face.
Well his night just got ten times better
And he wasn't even mad!
"Hi, and it's going much better now." |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
10/03/19 |
Beau
Um... I've never been out of the states.
What are you doing in Japan? |
| Joseph French |
09/29/19 |
Joseph shook his head as Beau spoke. And, when the man finished, he took a long, deep breath and let it out slowly. "Ain't nothin' or no one gonna get in our way, Beau. She's better off with me than she is anyone else. I may not get everythin', but I know how to look after her. An' I will. Whatever it takes. I know all you think I'm just some quiet kid who keeps to himself, an' maybe that's right, but I am more than that. I don't always see it, but she does. An' I will fight for us. An' we will win. An' one day I will marry her and be good to her, whatever it takes. I'm tired of people sayin' we ain't meant to be together when the only thing different about us is that they like what she is and they don't understand what I am. All I've done is look out for her, an' for them. An' all they done is think I'm a monster. Sometimes, no matter how much I like this place, I wish it was further away from the city. Some day I'm gonna get enough money to build a house in Louisiana. New Orleans."
This was, without doubt, the most Joseph had ever said to anyone aside from Josie. She'd brought a side of him that had remained hidden all his life. He'd always been caring and passionate, but he'd always kept it to himself. But now, talking about Josie, feeling himself get riled up at the thought of how the members of her crew looked at them, and how it differed so drastically from that of the members of The Den, it got him to talking. And, when he started talking, it seemed he couldn't stop.
"I ain't ever been but it's all I listen to. The music. I reckon a place that makes music like they do in New Orleans can only be a good place. It's got heart. You know what I mean? You like music, Beau?"
Jesus, Joseph, STFU already. |
| Lila Parikh |
09/28/19 |
It feels good to laugh, and there is nothing to do but indulge. Instinctively, I pull my fist back, opening it up with a soft 'bomb' sound. How embarrassing. It's best to stuff my hands in my pockets, honestly. Less damage done, that way. "Careful of that stuff." My friend warns me, no longer bothering to whisper. I clear my throat, nodding toward the adornments.
"You on Etsy or something?" A rueful smile curls at my lips. Goosebumps are rising upon my arm, and it's only slightly uncomfortable. But this is fascinating. "That must be a very time consuming art. Not many truly appreciate it, it seems." |
| Joseph French |
09/28/19 |
"I ain't ever had no ben...yays. Or those other things. But I am sure Josie knows what they are. She knows everything." Joseph replied, suddenly very aware of how utterly stupid he was in comparison to the people he was starting to meet around The Den. "I do really appreciate it though, Beau," he continued, scratching at his chin. "She means a lot to me. I reckon she's my whole world if I'm to be honest with you. An' while everyone back in the city keeps on about how we ain't meant to be together, it's nice to know that everyone here is a bit more forgivin'. I reckon you two would get on. Though, and I mean no disrespect, you come on strong. I think you might scare her off if you meet her like when we met. She's shy." |
| Lila Parikh |
09/28/19 |
Clinger. If you only knew...
But you're nice, and you haven't lied to me. Yet. At least, not that know of. Still, I continue to ignore the whispers telling of how little this man should be engaged. There is something off about him, he says, among other things. And there I am, taking it all in, without so much as flinching. "Your fist? I'll keep that in mind, should I see one."
Raising a fist in camaraderie, plain and small and fragile in comparison, I smile. "Lila." Beads and charms, they would make anyone wonder. "What's all this?" |
| Lila Parikh |
09/28/19 |
The friend at my side, a spirit in his own right and not usually seen by others, bristles at the sight of the stranger. Sarcastic words are uttered by him, whispered into my ear like a secret. But I am angry with him, and currently, we aren't speaking. It's a one-sided effort.
"Do you often see things?" I would ask, so very curious of the answer. The Shadows are no mystery, but I've certainly never seen a thing quite like that. |
| Joseph French |
09/27/19 |
"Pralines? Nuts, right?" Joseph questioned, pursing his lips. "I can't eat no nuts. I got an allergy. I can turn into a wolf, take down a bear, I'm sure of it, but one nut and I reckon I'm as good as dead." |
| Joseph French |
09/27/19 |
Joseph scratched at his cheek, somewhat embarrassed, but managed to breathe in deep enough to keep himself from turning any shade other than his usual sun-kissed glow. "Well, she..." he began, stopping as Beau continued to talk.
"I didn't know you was a witch, Beau," he replied, his fingers pulling somewhat awkwardly against the collar of his shirt. "I reckon that's what Josie is too. I dunno, maybe you can talk to her some time. She's strugglin' a bit with it. All this shadow stuff you been talkin' about, it ain't been doin' her no good. And I don't know much about any of this. All I can do is be there to hold her up, but, I dunno, she needs people to help her out with getting a hold on it all. That's only if, well, I know you're busy. But if you ever want to go and see her, I'm out in the day an' I'm sure she'd appreciate the help." |
| Joseph French |
09/27/19 |
"I was wonderin'," Joseph began, feeling an odd sense of satisfaction to the popping of Beau's shoulders. "My girlfriend is here. She's in my cabin. An' I want her to stay longer, for a while longer. But she ain't like us. She ain't like anyone here. An I'll be honest with you but I appreciate if you'll be private about it, she's part of a coven, I guess is the word. Back in New York. She's not a vampire or anythin. She just, well, she's real smart, so smart, and, well, she's still fingurin out what she is, I guess. But, see, they don't like me, not one bit, cuz of who I am. I don't reckon they're ever gonna give me a chance to prove otherwise. An' we just want to be together? That's all that matters to us. So I was hopin', what with all this space and all, and how my cabin is so far back and out the way, if it's okay for her to be here, to be stayin' with me. Or if we're gonna have the same problems here that we have back in the city. I don't want move, Beau. I like it here. But I, well, she matters to me an' all I want to do is keep her safe. If I can't keep her safe here, I gotta take her some place else." |
| Joseph French |
09/27/19 |
The shadow people. This was the second time someone had mentioned them, but he was still unsure what they were. Having spent the previous week lost as the wolf in the woods, he'd been so far removed from civilisation that the shadow occupation had completely passed him by.
"Y'mind if I ask you somethin'?" the wolf asked, looking about them. "And if it's not a good thing, would you mind keepin it to y'self?" |
| Joseph French |
09/26/19 |
Joseph jogged to catch up with the man, slowing to a halt before him. "Beau?" he asked, suddenly unsure he'd remembered the name correctly. "You mind if I ask you somethin?" |
| Livia Vlcek |
09/24/19 |
*totally unloaded on one* Wha?
*can't hear but catches the end of his sentence.. good thing she can read lips* Ano, I'll be around Beau. Thanks for stopping by. |
| Livia Vlcek |
09/24/19 |
*a sweep of her arm* Feel free to wander around the city and sweet talk the 'beasties'.
*grins* I'm sure they'll enjoy your company moreso than mine.
*blinks* I almost forgot to tell you the password to the beastie club.. that could have been woah bad. You ready?
*leans in close* It's.. password.
*shrugs* They're unoriginal, I know. And not safe at all. Reckless, if you will. |
| Livia Vlcek |
09/24/19 |
Awww, my hero! *grins* I haven't seen my doppelganger though.. guess my face is too ugly to repeat?
*she laughs* Well, they can try to take Sydney but see, I've been here for a long time and well, the snakes, the pointers and crocs really grew accustomed to my presence and the little gifts I leave for them.
*clears throat* They're fed quite well, actually.
*cants head* So.. if you are this put off by them.. I should be worried? |
| Livia Vlcek |
09/24/19 |
*cants head* I can't remember the last time I was in New York or New Orleans.
*tries to recall* So these shadow things.. what's their m.o? I mean, I did a lot of day drinking in Mexico.. a lot of night drinking too.. nevermind that..
*her voice drifts off, she's lost in thought for a few moments*
*takes a drag off her cigarette and focuses on Beau* You're so sweet, coming to our rescue. *she grins* Sooooo.. what do I need to know about them? I'm sure I have enough bullets, no? |
| Livia Vlcek |
09/24/19 |
*lowers her sunglasses to the tip of her nose* Shadow things?
*puzzled* Has Addison been playing with her voodoo dolls again?!
*squints from the bright light that backlights Beau* Could.. could you trade me places? This light does nothing for you. |
| Adara Litvinova |
09/21/19 |
Beau
In Jerusalem.
Keep your head down.
They're everywhere. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
09/18/19 |
Beau
Funny thing... I don't believe you. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
09/17/19 |
Beau
What trouble have you gotten into now? |
| WildKat |
09/17/19 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Joseph French |
08/24/19 |
'We got you, brother,' Lincoln had said when, at the age of fifteen and freshly turned, Joseph had turned up at their camp. 'You can run with us.'
Joseph's jaw clenched, his eyes slowly blinking. While he was sure Beau had all the best intentions, he was mindlessly pressing all the wrong buttons and flicking all the wrong switches. Pointing past him, toward the bar, Joe shifted in place. "I really should get going."
He took a couple of steps. "Maybe I'll see you around sometime."
But, hopefully not. |
| Joseph French |
08/24/19 |
Joseph tilted his head as the man spoke, his arms mirroring the action, crossing over his chest. He knew the damage a group of wolves could do. He knew the damage a lone wolf could do, and he bore so many of the scars across his body. Silently, he took in the words as if they were a warning - behave, they told him. Behave or we'll end you.
"Where I come from," he finally replied, "We weren't so quick to let strangers in. We're still wolves after all." |
| Joseph French |
08/24/19 |
It was true. Joseph hadn't given his name, nor was he sure he'd asked the man for his. He'd met his fair share of people over the years and less and less had he cared to ask for such details. But, if he was going to stay here for a while, it made sense to try and make an effort. "It's Joseph," he replied, taking back his hand. "Joe. Or Joseph. Either. Y'know, you really should get to know people a bit more before you invite them into your home. It's a nice place here...and there are a lot of not-nice people out in the world." |
| Joseph French |
08/24/19 |
A fully-fledged member of The Den, Joseph was attempting to settle in. It was awkward, HE was awkward, and everyone was still a little too friendly for his liking. Still, when he found himself walking toward the Den proper and passed the recognisable figure along the way, Joseph stopped long enough to awkwardly say hello and offer out his hand to the man. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/22/19 |
Beau
Likewise.
First time in my life since mom died I've been this happy.
We helped each other.
|
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/22/19 |
Beau
Thank you for letting me in that day. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/22/19 |
Beau
They aren't quite considered anathema but close enough...
I do have a few friends outside the bunches. |
| Joseph French |
08/21/19 |
Joe nodded as he took the card, and continued to do so as he looked it over. The Lycan's Den? Said it all really, didn't it? Yet another pack! He'd go, he'd clean up, and then he'd leave. "Thanks," he said, holding up the card before slipping it into a pocket. And then he left without another word, walking off in the direction of his truck. |
| Joseph French |
08/21/19 |
The phrase 'like a rabbit in headlights' is worth remembering at this moment, as the stranger places his arm upon Joe's shoulder. He stares, wide-eyed, into the distance and swallows hard, forcing back the uncomfortable shiver that dares to run across his skin. And, as the man attempts to walk, to steer Joe in the direction of somewhere, he manages to free himself from beneath the arm. He'll follow, sure, but he'll be damned if he lets himself feel uncomfortable just for the sake of a shower. He really wasn't a fan of people who allowed themselves to be so friendly, so invading of personal space as if it's their right to do so. What happened to mutual respect? What happened to common decency? What happened to, oh, I dunno, not trying to be everyone's best friend for the get-go? Nope, Joseph didn't like this guy. Not one bit. "I have a car," he says, halting. "If you give me the address, I can meet you there." |
| Joseph French |
08/21/19 |
"A good word?" Joe chuckled, shaking his head. "Based on what evidence? I could be the devil for all you know." And this inability to simply say 'thank you', ladies and gentlemen, is one of the many reasons Joseph doesn't play well with others. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/21/19 |
Beau
IT'S ON LIKE DONKEY KONG.
Yes, I know what Donkey Kong is. Are you shocked? |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/21/19 |
Beau
CAN WE HAVE SWORD FIGHTS WITH POOL NOODLES TOO?! |
| Joseph French |
08/21/19 |
“A...hoot?” Joe questions beneath a raised eyebrow. Intermingling wasn’t his strong suit, yet here he was, being invited to a gathering of...hooters? “You got lodgings at this den of yours?” He didn’t mind sleeping in his car but damn, he needed a shower. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/20/19 |
Beau
Yes, true.
Do they make bumpers for people? Then we'd just bounce. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/20/19 |
Beau
Maybe we should stop greeting new people.
It may be a safety hazard. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/20/19 |
Beau
Omg it did!
It's so nice to have someone who understands.
I was going to greet one of the new guys and WHAM! |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/20/19 |
Beau
I walked into a pole. |
| Joseph French |
08/20/19 |
Honestly, I'll drink anything, but I prefer me some bathtub gin. |
| Greer Luin |
08/18/19 |
"Thank you very much." |
| Langley |
08/18/19 |
*might have nipped his lower lip in the process*
*pops another praline into her mouth, munching happily on it*
"A man that can cook. Jackpot! I still call dibs on you, Bearded Beauty!"
*grins* |
| Langley |
08/18/19 |
*watches him being shady*
*quirks a freshly shaped eyebrow*
*blinks at the confectionary goodness being handed to her*
*tries one*
*eyes slip half-closed and she rumbles a rather delighted purr*
"You had me at whiskey, Bearded Beauty. As for Adz, bih's gunna need to not attempt it because I will turn something of hers into a scratching post."
*grins and winks before, without warning, the brunette is leaning in and up on her toes before pressing a kiss to his lips.*
"Keep me well supplied and I will reward you in delightful ways."
Oh lord... |
| Langley |
08/18/19 |
*eyes*
*curiosity piqued.*
*prowls closer*
"You beckoned, Bearded Beauty?" |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/18/19 |
-laughs-
Byyyyeeee! |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/18/19 |
They have a better chance of being fixed by you that Tiber...
-grins-
Maybe he doesn't want to share the moonshine. Good luck! |
| Merida Campbell |
08/18/19 |
Merida's shined when she heard that Beau would take on the challenge of a specific design. She leaped up, hugging his neck while placing a kiss upon his cheek. She stepped back after unwrapping her arms about his shoulders "Um, I shouldn't have done that." Glancing around then back to Beau, her cheeks flushed a bit "Maybe in a design like a bracelet or gantlet on my bow arm." Her right hand moved to clasp over her left wrist. |
| Tiber Loche |
08/17/19 |
*cracks a large grin*
I knew I could count on you!
*claps the man on the shoulder*
This'll be a breeze compared to the work we need you to help with on the cabins.
*clears throat*
But we'll worry about that later. Liquor first, aye? |
| Merida Campbell |
08/17/19 |
She tilt her head down, looking at the ground then back up to the sky, while thinking "Besides practicing medicine, archery and getting to that point of comfortably numb from drinking myself into a blinding stupert and cannot forget I love explosives." Merida was wondering if she made any sense at all on what she was speaking. |
| Liam Moore |
08/17/19 |
"Oh my hero."
Gives him a charming smile.
"Thanks."
Winks before going on his way. |
| Merida Campbell |
08/17/19 |
Like a kid in a candy store, Merida stepped closer. She would lean in and down a bit as her fingertips brushed along his flesh while studying the beauty within the art "Aaaamazzzzing." She glanced up "Any ideas? I know they gave me the name -Braveheart-". Standing back up "Per chance, will you help me in picking something out? I trust your judgement." |
| Adara Litvinova |
08/17/19 |
-is in heaven-
-calls out-
You're my favorite!
-thinks-
-calls out again-
Don't tell Tiber, I said that! |
| Merida Campbell |
08/17/19 |
Her lips moved forming the word -WOW - yet the sound didn't come out. "Oh my, Um would you help me pick out something? I feel more at ease since you know about skin art. Maybe since you did do" She paused while looking over his form wondering what part or parts that he did do."Very interesting, which pieces of art did you do. I would really would like to see. Pleassssssseeee?" |
| Merida Campbell |
08/17/19 |
Her eyes went wide while listening to Beau speak. She watched his movements and was about to lift her hand up to touch the beautiful artwork. She pulled her hand back "The work is so amazing. Does or did it hurt?" Softly sighing "I do want one. If you have time, would you be able to point the direction. Not now but sometime later?" |
| Vince Caruso |
08/17/19 |
No strings? Well, what a fool I would be to pass up such an opportunity.
[eyes the man crossing over his heart and chuckles]
Adorable. Really. I wish I could say I’d met more people like you back home.
Where’s this bar of yours, anyway? |
| Merida Campbell |
08/16/19 |
Bringing her right hand up to her forehead, she ran her fingertips through her long auburn tresses, somewhat pushing her hair out of her face. Smiling as she spoke "I'm pretty much wanting to get one, the question is what type and where. I really do admire your sleeves. I'm guessing you have more?" Merida did like talking to Beau since he was true to himself, more like genuine. |
| Tiber Loche |
08/16/19 |
Holy sh-t. That's right. The praline man.
You know, that's funny. Cadence once delivered me a score of pralines...
*grins*
Must be an old family recipe?
*shrugs*
These women. Boy. Let me tell you. They're relentless. Consider this a warning. Addie and Tab have been on my ass about fixing the stills. It's a phenomenal pain with a single set of hands. Might go a bit faster if I could get your assistance. What do you say?
There's a healthy compensation by way of 'shine in it for you. |
| Vince Caruso |
08/16/19 |
[shakes his head]
They did not. Nor did they come with a free drink.
[he laughs lightly, a bit nervously]
I've gotten the free drink offer a time or two. Always comes with strings attached. Might just make an exception for the pralines, however. |
| Langley |
08/16/19 |
*eyes.*
*ponders*
*then.. proceeds to lick his cheek.*
"I've licked you, this means I'm callin' dibs!" |
| Merida Campbell |
08/15/19 |
Looks within Beau's direction. She rubs her eyes seeing its the dude with the awesome sleeves. "Welcome to the Den. If you need medical help, I am Merida. She smiles as her hands adjust her scrubs. "Maybe one day you can point out the various stories behind the beautiful work." |
| Tiber Loche |
08/15/19 |
Hey, I know you.
I think.
*clicks tongue*
We've met at least once.
Alas, I am Tiber... Moonshine man.
Don't supposed you're any good with your hands? |
| Vince Caruso |
08/15/19 |
[takes his hand and gives it a firm shake]
Beaudoin? How very French.
You a bayou boy, Beau?
[continues to smile softly]
I am quite familiar with that hospitality you speak of.
Not always as innocent as you make it sound.
[he laughs]
|
| Langley |
08/15/19 |
*manhandles that tall drink of bearded beauty, taking him to see Addy.*
*may or may not have 'accidentally' groped his arms.* |
| Vince Caruso |
08/15/19 |
[grinned softly]
You absolutely can fake it.
[cants head]
I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
For the same of fresh starts. |
| Vince Caruso |
08/15/19 |
Ah, why yes.
Yes you do.
[clears throat]
Very kind of you to offer.
Lots of friendly folk 'round these parts.
[simpers a little, suspiciously]
You can't all be this nice. |
| Langley |
08/15/19 |
*stares for a few moments more before allowing a bit of a grin to form across her lips*
"Alright then, Beau. It just so happens that I'm on my way back to The Den after my usual nightly prowls." Nightly prowls? Oh dear lord help us all!
*takes his hand, winks, and proceeds to drag him, I mean guide him in the direction of where she knows Adara was.* |
| Vince Caruso |
08/15/19 |
"Hey, thanks!" |
| Langley |
08/12/19 |
"Oh, a Zesty Beau."
*gives a slight shrug of the shoulders before digging for her phone and firing off a quick text.*
"Why ya lookin for Adara?"
*eyes him.*
|
| Langley |
08/12/19 |
*takes note of a faint flush, but the beard did cover it a bit.*
"Oh, did I make such a tall drink of bearded beauty fluster a bit? "
*grins a bit, teasing him before tossing the finished cig aside, stumping it out with her boot and shaking his hand.*
"Tabatha Langley, Tab, Tabz, Adara's baby momma. That bih works, too. Call me Tabbie and, beautiful beard or not, I will get even. "
*winks, joking with him. Or, was she joking?* |
| Langley |
08/12/19 |
*raises an eyebrow, fingers grasping the filter of her cig as she exhales.*
"Yes, and what a welcome it is, you tall drink of bearded beauty. I'd ask your name but I think Bearded Beauty is better." |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
08/06/19 |
Beau
Incoming. See you soon!
We'll have a good run. There is a lot of space for it here.
[Location Information Attached] |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/29/19 |
Beau
Oh, great!
Can't wait to see you. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/28/19 |
Beau
How are things down south? Humid? |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
So far...
I'll take care of business, but will keep an ear to the ground as well. Two heads is better than one.
As for the moonshine, I bet I can broker a deal for it in exchange for pralines. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
Basic, hell. I'm about to get my Masters.
That... Beau, that doesn't bode well. The thought worries me. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
The last sentence made Cadence frown at her phone's screen.
Beau
You have my attention.
What for? Why bother with letting me get an education then? |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
Brawny isn't the beginning of it.
He has the dumb.
I'm not being fair. He's probably great but he isn't for me. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
Swamp pups? You can't be serious!
Nopenopenope.
No, you're right. Everyone does seem pretty. Anything is better than the brute dad picked out. Yick. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
No meth gators for me, thanks.
You did see that, right? Crazy!
Gonna try to drink me under the table? Maybe I'll have my own vampire adventure. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
More should think that way.
The forests here are vastly different than in the south. Less snakes. More freedom.
Oh, and maybe the still will be fixed by then. I've never had moonshine. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
I love it! You must teach me your ways.
The chains won't stay gone if dad has anything to say about it.
They seem nice. Maybe a little standoffish. I've been sharing your pralines and they have a still that's being worked on. Turns out moonshine is a thing up north, too. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
YOU DID NOT!
Talk about a life experience...
I need a few more of those.
Anyway, it's called The Lycans Den. Fitting, right? |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
'Change' is a blasphemous word to him. All of them, but you know that. Mom was more progressive. If she were still alive things might be different.
Saying the same to him didn't go over well, btw.
Don't forget to shag a vampire. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
I'm sensing a theme here. You have a sweet tooth, don't you?
Sweets aren't really my thing but I'll give it a try.
Real talk, it puts more of a buffer between me and dad. He's pretty pissed. It's time to get out, try new things, meet new people.
You're vastly different than what I expected. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/21/19 |
Beau
Who doesn't like ice cream?
I gave some of your pralines to a person who joined my, uh, cult? Crew? I hope she likes them. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/19/19 |
Beau
Two things:
1. I got a new phone and this is the number.
2. Beignets are deep fried heaven. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/18/19 |
While Cadence wasn't much of one for sweets, to decline at this point would be rude. Beau appeared willing to hear her out thus far so best not press her luck. So, she accepted the confection and gave it a test nibble.
Not bad. Not in her wheelhouse but not bad.
"Thank you. I hear this area is known for its cuisine." Another nibble. If she at the praline slowly the cloying sweetness was easier to stomach.
The question didn't surprise her. Their noses were inherently sensitive. What the question did do was knot her stomach. Sighing, Cadence set the praline down. "Baltimore." A second sigh. "Truth is, a decision was made for me that I don't agree with but also have no say in. You know how the hierarchy works. Instead of being forced, I left. I turned off my phone... throwing it into the river sounds appealing right now. So, there it is." |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/16/19 |
"A what?"
Relief flooded through her body in a rush. Her shoulders visibly sagged from it. With the sole exception of Beau's stepfather, the LeBlancs and Therouxs had no lost love for each other whatsoever. It was in their blood, in a literal sense, and it took effort on her part not to expect the worst.
Curiosity and her nose made Cadence follow her dark haired cousin toward the kitchen. Something smelled divine. Pralines?
"Okay... first question, what are pralines?" |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/16/19 |
Cadence suppressed an automatic flash of irritation. How dare he assume she come here to cause trouble? After she made her intention clear, no less. He was the troublemaker in the family.
Shame followed directly on the heels of such uncharitable thoughts. They were not hers, but things drilled into her by her father and uncles, and those people were why she ventured far, far out of their territory and into Theroux's.
She swallowed her pride, adjusted the backpack holding the few belongings which made the trip with her, and ascended the steps up into the unfamiliar home. The secondary door at the top stood open because it was missing(?) but she stopped at the threshold and looked at her cousin. He'd said up, not in.
"Thank you for seeing me. They don't know I'm here, and aren't likely to violate your borders anyway..." Like she just did. "I don't want to go back. My reasons are my own." Defensive for one who sought help but she wasn't about to spill everything to a complete stranger. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/16/19 |
The name's right... Let's hope the stories I've heard about him aren't true.
Steeling her nerves as sweat trickled down her spine, Cadence spoke. "I'm looking for Beau. My name is Cadence LeBlanc and he's my cousin." She took a deep breath and continued, though more quietly than before. "I seek sanctuary." Meaning she was here for more than a friendly house call. |
| Cadence LeBlanc |
07/16/19 |
Feigning confidence she did not feel, Cadence walked the final few steps onto the landing, and stood in front of the door directed to her by asking around once or twice. For the tenth time, she checked the address on the business card before tucking it into a back pocket of the cut off jean shorts. If nothing else, she might at least get out of the oppressive heat.
Finally, she pressed the buzzer. |
| Merida Campbell |
07/04/19 |
With Merida's hands slipped into her back pockets and a nod of her head as she spoke "Thank you." |
| Livia Vlcek |
07/04/19 |
*nods with a laugh* I figured we could use a responsible adult around here.
*watches as he leaves* Have a good night Beau. |
| Hector Olivier |
07/02/19 |
Y'know what, I believe he was. Irish or drunk. |
| Hector Olivier |
07/02/19 |
So many men with big ol' bushy beards. |
| Hector Olivier |
07/02/19 |
I swear your twin just wished me the same. |
| Livia Vlcek |
07/01/19 |
*grins* Really, at your bar? Doubly the reason to stop by then.
*salutes* I'll be seeing you, Beau. |
| Don Collier |
07/01/19 |
Gotta love a promotion. Congrats!
Raises a shot glass of Kentucky bourbon. |
| Livia Vlcek |
07/01/19 |
*nods, a far off, dreamy look in her eye* You did well. Came back stronger than ever.
*grins* Yes, yes, back to work..
*shifty eyes* Importing these gummy bears, that is.
*cracks a whip* |
| Livia Vlcek |
07/01/19 |
*hands clasp at her chest, eyes glistening, still dramatic* Beaudoin.. I.. I've missed you.
*makes grabby hands for the gummies* So you met Enrique then. Good man.
*tears open bag, pops a few gummy bears* You're a god damn angel. Welcome home. |
| Livia Vlcek |
07/01/19 |
*eyes glisten*
*dramatic* Beau? Is.. that you? |
| Don Collier |
06/30/19 |
A smile and chuffed chuckle followed, as he eschewed mentioning that Livia had hired him for his combat experience, to set an example for the younger members of the crew. The term 'sanctuary' seemed an odd word to him for what he had assumed was a private, paramilitary organization operating globally out of Sydney.
"I may have to take you up on that drink." |
| Don Collier |
06/30/19 |
He remembered the young man from the day he had left the warehouse. A gregarious face and demeanor, and colorful with his tattoos and full beard, he hadn't seemed to question or be concerned about Don's confusion.
"I'm learning my way around okay. Helps to have a girl who knows Paris, as well as Liv, Genesis, Dexter assisting settling into the Team. And now yourself, a friendly face, thanks." |
| Don Collier |
05/30/19 |
I nodded, and rubbed my chin reflectively. I needed to shave, but I didn't know where my kit was. The tattooed man held out his hand, and I took it.
Thanks Beau. I'm Don Collier. Once I figure out what's going on, if I can find my way to New Orleans, I'll be sure to stop in. |
| Don Collier |
05/29/19 |
Thanks. New Orleans, you say? Got it.
What is this Realm people keep talking about? |
| Livia Vlcek |
03/31/19 |
*blinks* We have coyotes here?
*sobs internally but smiles and finger guns* Will do pardner.. |
| Livia Vlcek |
03/25/19 |
*nods head* Ohhh that's right.. I remember you saying that about the bar.
*grins* We're surrounded by them but more importantly, there's one in the library.
*points* That way.. |
| Belinda Arch |
03/24/19 |
Flaxen tressed angel's gaze returned to Beau, genuine surprise spread across facial features. "A tent?!" Her voice rising in pitch. "In Australia?!" Another octave. "You do know that everything here wants to kill you, right?!" Had this man really never seen Crocodile Hunter? Dainty hand pressed across her heart, a remnant of human habit, as if to slow one's heartbeat. "I wouldn't want to intrude on your plans, but thank you. I'm sure I'll figure it out. Or run into someone else who has been here a bit longer than we have." |
| Belinda Arch |
03/24/19 |
The petite celestial's cheeks flushed a deep pink. "Thanks, Beau." Pale ice blue pools darted downward, opalescent painted toe digging into the floor. "Familiar faces are nice", she agreed amicably. "Any clue where there might be an empty room?" Her question earnest in intention, she would need to find a place to settle in while she learned the ways of her new sanctuary home. |
| Livia Vlcek |
03/24/19 |
*shudders* I'm not a fan of any of them. Hence why I do not normally stay in Sydney.
*blinks* Your mother was a smart woman.. |
| Livia Vlcek |
03/24/19 |
*laughs* I am teasing. But seriously, keep the phone on you. Better than us microchipping you. *shifty eyes*
*grimaces* It was supposed to be London a long time ago.. that didn't pan out so Sydney it was. And yes, everything in Sydney, is deadly. *winks* I tried to get someone to take all the pointers, spiders and snakes, even the crocs.. they refused. *sad face* |
| Genesis |
03/24/19 |
Welcome to Azhi! |
| Livia Vlcek |
03/23/19 |
It was the money, wasn't it.. *grins and hands over a cell phone* Take that and keep it on you. |
| Eden Kennedy |
01/13/19 |
Beau:
Maybe you should just order whatever you're baking. I'm not really sure I have the money to replace an entire kitchen... |
| WildKat |
11/26/18 |
Congrats on PotD! |
| Edward Brollachan |
11/26/18 |
He had spotted the man wandering in Paris; Eden had spoken of of him in a positive manner, so imagine the surprise of the Scot when he saw the posters.
"I wasna aware ye were missin'..."
|
| Livia Vlcek |
10/18/18 |
*looks back over her shoulder* I might do that...I miss the beignets.
*walks into a light post*
*curses self*
*stumbles off to find an ice pack* |
| Livia Vlcek |
10/18/18 |
*might have stolen the money*
*nods* Gives you a goal, no?
*small salute, smiles* Be seeing you.
*staggers off* |
| Livia Vlcek |
10/18/18 |
*grins* I'm just saying, I don't mind.
*pats pocket* Keep trying! |
| Livia Vlcek |
10/17/18 |
*gives the man the once over*
*lopsided grin* You should keep trying. I might have twenty large just waiting for you to steal it.
Beau Theroux just failed at stealing money from you! |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/16/18 |
Pffffffffft she laughed."You sound just like my brothers. They gave up thinking that after a while too. There's a reason I was family scout, ya know." She wrinkled her nose for effect, giving a little sniff. He smelled like snacks. |
| Raven D Morningstar |
10/15/18 |
Grins "You a better musical or bartender?" Hands over a business card Guilty Pleasures. "Come by if you want a job." |
| Kenia Shani |
10/14/18 |
You managed to break out Beau Theroux.
Try being a bit more sneaky next time so that you don't get caught. |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/12/18 |
Fia chuckled at his response. It had been a while since she had been in any race that she had not won, be it on her bike, or in her paws. She was pretty sure her crew-mate was of a ‘kindred spirit’ and she wondered just how many of her kind were walking the halls of her new home.
“Hunter’s Moon is on October 24th, if you know of any others who might be interested, it might be a good night to do a little countryside exploring?” She left it as a suggestion, but could already feel herself tingle at the thought of a crisp autumn night and running beside a new pack.
|
| Eden Kennedy |
10/11/18 |
*blinks
"Lies, Atticus isn't even anywhere around here. It was you!" |
| Nathaniel Tallios |
10/11/18 |
-chuckles a bit-
You know, you're quite cute when your flustered. But I won't pull on your leg for too long. Busy men and all of that fun jazz. |
| Eden Kennedy |
10/11/18 |
Eden stares at Beau for a second, what the heck was he doing?
"Um, there are 20 other people besides me who can put up fake spider webs, I have to do some more paper work. Halloween wasn't her holiday, no holiday was her holiday actually. These days Eden was all business all the time.
"I bet you could get that one girl, Sav to help you with this. She seems like she might enjoy putting up Halloween decorations." Eden didn't know how to take his next comment, was he saying she looked dead. She stared at him trying to determine his intentions. Just like always she overthought everything! "Um.. I think maybe I'll skip the make up... thanks though." |
| Eden Kennedy |
10/11/18 |
*blinks*
Okay then...weird. |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/10/18 |
She smiled at the mention of nature. It had been too long since she was in her native Oregon and running through the dense forests. She doubted she was going to find anything like that in Paris, but she knew it wouldn't be long before she needed to see stars and the wide open spaces a city just could not give. She gave a nod of her head, returning the infectious smile.
"I promise when I'm ready to run I will give you a shout. I can't be in a city too long before I need to get out and run. It will nice to have some company. " she added with a teasing wink "if you can keep up." |
| Nathaniel Tallios |
10/10/18 |
-smiles and gives you a quick look over-
"Definitely good to know. I'd hope you remember me from now on. I might call on a favor in the future. Or maybe just call ya in general."
-gives you a wink- |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/10/18 |
He seemed very friendly, and it was nice to finally meet someone in this new place she was calling ‘Home”. Fia thought hard on the question… “what did she need…..” A few things sprang immediately to mind, but she decided to bite her tongue, at least until she got to know people a little better. She raised an eyebrow in a bemused smile as she watched him work his note card. Was he keeping score? With a slight cant to her heard she softly added. I will keep that in mind. Short of a gym and/or sparring partner and a good long ride out in the hillside, I think I’m good. Thanks. |
| Nathaniel Tallios |
10/10/18 |
-chuckles and pats your shoulder-
"Don't stress about it too much. You'll get the names down soon enough. Just gjve it time. I'm sure you'll have me remembered within in days." |
| Grace McKenna |
10/10/18 |
Her initial instinct when approached was to bite first, drain, and ask questions later. But she wasn't that person anymore, not since the world went dark and she woke up changed. Everything she knew was gone. Some habits die hard though, so instead, she bit her own lower lip hard. Her eyes followed his gaze to the papers in his hand, and that left her with more questions than answers. What was on those papers? What did he know of her? What of her secrets had been discovered?
"Yes?" Her brow arched in question when he verified her name. Best not to think about those questions now. Hesitantly she extended her hand to meet his"I would say it's a pleasure, but that remains to be seen."That may have been more harsh than she intended, but in her defence, it had been a long while since she had pleasant company, aside from a very large black wolf she met in the mountains. |
| Sofia Johanneson |
10/08/18 |
Lost in thought, she was unprepared and almost walked smack into her new crew-mate. He appeared before her, his voice breaking through the conversation she was having with herself. "Why, yes, be impressed with-yourself. My friends call me fia however."
Smiles and extends her hand to shake in proper greeting. |
| Nathaniel Tallios |
10/08/18 |
-looks at you with a tilted head and confused before the introduction-
Oh! So you're Beau. Ok, good to know. Well thanks for the introduction then... if it was a little odd.
-shakes your hand-
But odd is good. Odd is preferred. |
| Caitlyn Darrow |
05/26/18 |
Caitlyn slurps from the empty orange juice container, as she stared at the other. Her blue-green gaze gawks unable to help it. The mom in her comes charging through the wall. "You..you kind of look cranky. Maybe you should nap. Hi! I'm Cait!" A beaming grin is offered to the stranger.
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| Summer |
04/26/18 |
The man’s unwavering smile let Summer continue on as though he hadn’t had an internal struggle after her mistaking ‘maw maw’ for mum. She didn’t know him well enough at all to pick up on any slight tells, plus, there was much distraction by way of the bar. At his beckoning for boudin, her stomach growled once more. Honestly, it was as if she hadn’t eaten in days. Wait, what day was it? Hell, time was slipping past her again. Giving her head a little shake, she resolved to worry about it later.
Following suit, she hopped on a bar stool, but kept her sandals on- for the time being at least. Her eyes widened at his explanation. “A circus troupe? An honest to god circus troupe?” Her tone was thick with amazement and a little bit of envy. Oh, how her life may have been different had she been able to run away with a circus like this one. Not that she had much complaints about her life presently. She was about to ask if he’d ever traveled with them when a robust feminine voice broke through the din of the bar.
Looking on and listening in with amusement, Summer smiled, whiskey colored eyes twinkling with mirth as she took in the exchange. He didn’t even need to introduce her- any woman who calls a grown man by his full and proper name is likely someone of familial authority. Maw-maw indeed. Their exchange had Summer chuckling, even though she did try to bite it back upon seeing his tinted cheeks. Perking up upon hearing him mention her as a customer, she nodded enthusiastically, breaking into a grin. “I hear you have the best boudin around!” Laughing, she nodded resolutely at the woman’s offer for assistance. Her amusement continued at the second smack to his head, then felt a pang of longing when she kissed his forehead. It was such a sweet and familiar gesture, one that any grandchild should experience no matter the age. The longing nearly took her breath away.
She too was masterful at keeping her face in a pleasant mask. Giving a smile, she nodded and chuckled. “I put two and two together. She seems like quite a handful. But a loving one. You’re a lucky man, Mister Beaudoin. I’m Summer, by the way.” She beamed a sunny grin at him.
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| Summer |
04/12/18 |
"'The Rompin' Rougarou'" she murmured in a soft voice upon reading the sign, about to give the man a closer look when he opened the door for her. The idle and curious question on her tongue dissipated, his introduction of the place enough to derail her thoughts. A wide grin and delight lit her entire face. Giving his arm a playful swat, she said with surprise, "This is yours and your mum's! Brilliant!" Her hybrid British-Australian accent coming in thick. Looking around, her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimmer light inside, the Bayou sun shining bright outside.
It wasn't uncommon to walk down the street in a city any given day and happen upon one or two atypical people, whatever the definition of that may be. What was uncommon was entering a bar mostly filled with people who were atypical, with the societal standard of 'typical' people being in the minority. Despite that, Summer noticed that the energy of the place was that of ease. Of comfort. Like everyone here belonged. The sensation was like a firm hug, or the warmth one feels after laying in the sun all afternoon. Simultaneously soothing and a little intense, but in all the right ways. As he'd said, they were extended family. Summer knew as well as anyone that blood counted for something, but didn't account for all. Chosen family very frequently ended up being just as important -or even more important- than blood family. Her grin softened into a warmer, welcoming smile as they approached the bar. The smells, the sounds, the fact that her stomach growled loud enough to rival that of the strings, it was a feast for the senses and she didn't even have a plate of the renowned food or a drink yet. "I never mind a rowdy bunch. They're just visiting? Where from?"
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| Adara Litvinova |
04/10/18 |
"Adara or Addie, if you please." A toothy grin would spread, he made her laugh and his offer proved to be from a generous nature, and for the angel in wolf's clothing (ha) that was all she needed to hear to make an offer of the same.
"I'll keep that in mind. And if you're ever in New York, come find us at The Lycan's Den. Drinks, food, and place to lay your head if you're inclined." |
| Summer |
04/09/18 |
An eyebrow arched up, her dark eyes twinkled. “How do you think I got all this money?” She fanned the cash once more and laughed, finally tucking the wad into her back pocket. Adopting a horrified expression, she shook her head rapidly. “No, no, just kidding. I’ve no interest in angering a Voodoo Queen. Or princess. Hell, any on the voodoo hierarchy. While I am interested in all New Orleans culture has to offer, it’s a hard pass on the voodoo curse!” She snickered as they walked. As they approached what Summer took to be the bar (although it might not have, but the smell of fresh food wafting out had her thinking it was), she considered. “I’ve always thought I could hold my own, but maybe I could use a gris-gris bag? Hmm.” |
| Summer |
04/09/18 |
“Holy crap, you must be an angel!” She murmured without a bit of irony, putting a hop to her step to follow him. Talented as she may be, determining who -or rather, what a person might be was not a skill she possessed. Plus, she generally ran on the assumption that most people were garden variety mortal humans. As such, she was largely teasing, rambling as she walked along side of him, “An angel-or given our location, a loa of some sort? There’s no other way to explain being mugged and then lead to Louisiana’s best boudin balls.” She paused, stopping and thinking with exaggeration. “Hmm, or maybe it was just one of those ‘right place, right time’ kind of things. Nah. That’s way too logical.” She laughed and quickly caught back up with him. |
| Adara Litvinova |
04/09/18 |
It was probably the quickest nudge she's ever had, so taking her by surprise was an understatement; still, even with arched brows, Addie had to laugh and hand over some cash. "Have a few on me. Wouldn't want you dropping dead of dehydration, now would we?" |
| Adara Litvinova |
04/09/18 |
Welcome to the realm! Just give a nudge if you ever need anything! |
| Summer |
04/08/18 |
Looking quite intrigued, she gave a slow nod. “You don’t say? It just so happens I love quaint, little old bars. And best liquor? Say no more. I insist you must show me this place.” Pausing, she looked at him, quite serious. “I have to ask- how’s their food? I could really put down some dirty rice or boudin balls right about now.” At the mere mention of food, of good food, her stomach growled audibly. Sheepish, she said, “I do crave some good food after a long flight.” |
| Summer |
04/08/18 |
His dropped jaw caused her to laugh further. Raising a brow, she gave a thoughtful frown, fanning the stack of cash. Humid air wafted past her face, a climate and sensation she didn’t mind at all. It was one of the reasons she came to this city, after all. That and the Southern hospitality. Giving him an agreeable look, she said, “That sounds mighty thoughtful of you. But since you didn’t snatch the money, does that mean there’ll be no apology drink? Hmm.” She twisted her lips in mock concentration.
Looking at him like a lightbulb just went on in her head, she said in a conspiratorial tone, “You know, this money isn’t gonna spend itself. And those drinks aren’t going to drink themselves. And perhaps you might be successful if you were properly hydrated.” She said all of this as though they were facts, plain as day.
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| Summer |
04/08/18 |
She let out a good-natured laugh. “Smooth. I like it.” Her whiskey-colored eyes twinkled with amusement. “If you’d have 'admired the assets’ from the other pocket, you’d have hit pay dirt.” Fishing out a handful of bills, she held them up like a fan. “Should you have been so lucky, what did you have planned for such a bounty?” Her head tilted to the side, giving a toothsome grin. |
| Summer |
04/08/18 |
She'd only just arrived in town when felt the familiar sensation of someone groping around in her pockets. Oh New Orleans, never change. the angel thought with a snicker.
Turning, she noticed the man within close proximity. Giving a cheeky grin, she clucked her tongue. "Nothin' back there but curves for days."
Beau Theroux just failed at stealing money from you!
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