03-06-2011, 06:42 PM
hehehe lol yep, she's pretty much of an oddball >P
Before the British could start wheeling away from those pack borders,a thick, male voice called out for her, and in a startle, she turned around, one of her legs getting ready to dismount the bike and one hand starting to reach out for her pipe wrench.... just in case. Most of the males she have met were, to put simply, sex machines, only talking to her in a failed attempt to seduce her. Of course, many of them had to leave with a broken bone or with a head trauma, if lucky.
This one however, had a sharply confused gaze at her belongings. Especially her bike. yes, he was in Secui form, and hterefore, more of a threat than a Lupus or Optime shifted wolf, but since his attention was more on her things than on herself, the pale woman didn't mind him much.
She slowly climbed off the bike, holding it up with both her hands in the handles and supporting part of the weight on her body. "Please forgive me, sir. Ah... Ah was just... well..." The woman tried to start, but wasn't sure how. Ever since she left London, she didn't have much contact with packs. In fact, the technician avoided them at all costs, but right now, there was no way out. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"CAN I JOIN YE PACK, SIR?!" The steampunk said finally, only realizing how loud she was once she was done with the phrase. "Mah-mah-mah deepest apologies, sir! Ah-Ah-- Sorry..." The female said, realizing how ridiculous she was sounding right now, rubbing her thick curls in disconfort. This was being a complete disaster!
Before the British could start wheeling away from those pack borders,a thick, male voice called out for her, and in a startle, she turned around, one of her legs getting ready to dismount the bike and one hand starting to reach out for her pipe wrench.... just in case. Most of the males she have met were, to put simply, sex machines, only talking to her in a failed attempt to seduce her. Of course, many of them had to leave with a broken bone or with a head trauma, if lucky.
This one however, had a sharply confused gaze at her belongings. Especially her bike. yes, he was in Secui form, and hterefore, more of a threat than a Lupus or Optime shifted wolf, but since his attention was more on her things than on herself, the pale woman didn't mind him much.
She slowly climbed off the bike, holding it up with both her hands in the handles and supporting part of the weight on her body. "Please forgive me, sir. Ah... Ah was just... well..." The woman tried to start, but wasn't sure how. Ever since she left London, she didn't have much contact with packs. In fact, the technician avoided them at all costs, but right now, there was no way out. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"CAN I JOIN YE PACK, SIR?!" The steampunk said finally, only realizing how loud she was once she was done with the phrase. "Mah-mah-mah deepest apologies, sir! Ah-Ah-- Sorry..." The female said, realizing how ridiculous she was sounding right now, rubbing her thick curls in disconfort. This was being a complete disaster!