Chasing Ghosts

Bao Di Luca · 10-25-2010, 10:39 PM

Character Name: Bao Hanley
Character Birthdate (including year): May 6th '09 (15 human years, 1 canine year~)
Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Gender: male
Your e-mail: wolfen95@Yahoo.com
A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M): MSN same as above. (rarely ever one though)
How did you learn/hear about 'Souls?: 'Souls is affiliated with a forum I go on and once I finally got around to reading everything I ended up joining. <3

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Was... Was he in the right area? This Canada place was big. Was the area he was in now unclaimed, free of other creatures? The boy had no clue and he was seriously thinking about making camp on the very ground he treaded upon at the moment. His breath came out in short, delicate, ragged puffs of cold air as he moved through the land his feet caring him as quietly as a ninja. ...Ninjas, what were those again? He had been told amazing tales of such beings when he was young, but by now the stories were all gone from his mind. How odd that for someone as young as him he couldn't remember a simply childhood tale.

Now wasn't the time for remembering such fairy tales, anyway. He had to make camp somewhere and start thinking about starting... Anew? Without the structure of a pack he was somewhat useless being raised to live off the constant orders of a higher ranking and have a few spare moments for his random hobbies. But his mind set would have to change, wouldn't it? If he strived to live alone then it would have to for being alone meant freedom, a thing he was not used to at all. Was it alright for him to say he missed his family? Because he really did.

"Freedom" the word fluttered around his mouth and it tasted odd, but had a sweet ring to it. He always liked the word, but never had he thought of living such a life style. Brown coated ears pressed forward as his mismatched eyes took a hard look to them as the wind blew bringing the numerous smells of others plus scent markers. For a second he thought of Italy and the Hanleys thinking he was back there for the shortest of moments before snapping back to the present. Bao knew he was most likely approaching a pack, or gang of some kind and it was time for him to admit something to himself. He lacked the common social skill for such a happening because, well he never thought he would need it? Would he ever tell another this? Of course not. He was Bao and Bao was the only Hanley assassin, the pride and joy of his family. Okay, maybe not pride and joy, but he was needed, or at least he was.

All he knew to do was to bow and that's what he did getting on one knee with his head dipped. He'd wait their for months if he had to as long as that meant he didn't anger anybody. ...That seemed to be a common social skill, right? Don't trespass without permission?

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Nerp, kinda rambled there. :x Kinda out of character for Bao, but he's a confused baby at the moment.

Shawchert Menue · 10-29-2010, 03:26 AM

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WC: --- OOC:Let me welcome you to souls!!! Second off, Welcome to CdA!!! You’re our first joiner <3. Also is there an art that your wolf would like to join into on the ranks? (you can look on the ranking, and they are in Italian but if you hover over the words they will tell you what they are Smile )

Shawchert was doing what he did best, walking and playing his flute. He loved the sound it made, mostly in open air, but as he now lived mostly in the forests of the Ethereal Eclipse he was finding the sounds that the flute made through the trees was just as good if not better. He was actually moving away from his own territory for now, he was going to go explore more of the thick forest, that was… until he saw movement. He stopped in his tracks, continuing his music playing for a second, trying to get a good eye on what it was. Past a tree… he could see a youngster, he stopped playing and looked with interest. His ears perked. There was someone treading near his lands, and though he seemed lost he was about to tread inside his lands. Though Shawchert was a very nice wolf with a kind demeanor he also was very territorial, especially with the instability of the new pack, he didn’t want to have to chase out this young boy even if he hadn’t known.

Hello there,

He called dropping his flute to his side. His recent wounds he’d received in a fight were stinging him through the wind but he tended to ignore them. They’d grow into scars soon enough. He waited hoping the boy would stop soon. Shawchert didn’t know how the newcomer would react to his size as Shawchert was quite a large male, who stood over eight feet in height. He stood in a distance waiting for the other to stop and reply.

Bao Di Luca · 10-30-2010, 12:23 AM

ooc;// Thank you! I'm very excited about joining the site and this pack! May I ask what the difference is between Note Player and Sound Artist? c:

Bao was a still as a statue by now as his mind just wondered listening to the wind as it and the birds as they shrilled songs to one another and just for a second did a thought appear, was life easier as a bird? The thought shattered as as the leaves carried music notes to his ears, a flute? If he didn't dabble in flute music himself never would he have guess what created such sound. The boy's ears perked forward, but he didn't dare move, well that was till he heard another's voice.

He looked up bi-colored eyes looking over the man. He was large, very large. He would've done well with the Hanleys, or at least Bao figured he would've. The boy pulled himself to his feet eyes still watching the gent.

"Greetings, sir," he said, as formal as formal could be.

Again Bao was like a statue as he watched the man, he hated to admit that he found him very intimidating, he had never seen another so... So tall? He'd dealt with large wolves before, but usually they towered over him a couple of inches, but never by feet. Feet was right, right? He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, though larger the man didn't seem to be hostile. The boy then glanced at the flute by the stranger's side before looking at at his face.

"Does this area belong to you?"

Even though it was a simple question Bao's voice was filled with curiosity he was still a boy after all despite his personality and manners so curiosity was always present in a new situation.

Shawchert Menue · 10-30-2010, 12:01 PM

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WC: --- OOC:The difference is one is the beginners rank and the other is the skilled rank, you’d have to get seven threads doing the rank you did to get to the skilled. Smile

As usual he could see the intimidation that he gave the boy, and he felt bad, back when he was young, younger than him even he’d been the runt of his whole pack, somehow life seemed to laugh at his father as he grew over the first year of his life and finally retained the eight feet that had made him tower over most wolves. He took a breath getting himself ready to make himself less of a over tall wolf.

Why yes, these are my lands, well a little further at least. My name is Shawchert Menue, may I ask who you are? And if you need any help?

He asked, he noted that the young wolf had looked at his flute before asking the question. He did not make any motion that he’d noticed what the wolf did though. He was more curious as to what brought the young wolf out this far into the ethereal eclipse and if he was lost. He was sure to do what he could even if it was only escorting him out of the intertwining trees. He loved company anyhow and now that he’d made the area his home he was learning that the more wolves he knew the more he got out of living there.

Bao Di Luca · 11-02-2010, 05:59 PM

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ooc;// Ah, okay. Big Grin Sorry for the bit of a delay. I think Musician would be a good rank for Bao.

Bao paused figuring his next words and actions. Was he really going to let the wolf's size scare him? No. He glanced down the looked back at the man, he seemed harmless, yeah?

"I am Bao Hanley."

Did he need help? He was always glad to admit when he needed it when it didn't involve a "job," but admitting it to a total stranger? But... But what? He had no clue and he absolutely hated it. He was another world from what little of a life he had and now he was here... In this Canada place.

"To be frank, I have no clue where I am. Though fluent in English I come from Italy," he paused, collecting the correct words. "I am in search of a new family. ...Does your family also occupy this area?"

Hopefully Mister Shawchert would understand what he meant. He went still again as listening to the surrounding area getting a feel for this new land and trying to map out what sort of creature, besides wolves, inhabited it.

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Shawchert Menue · 11-02-2010, 06:34 PM

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OOC: <3

He listened as the other introduced himself, Bao, it was an interesting name, and he felt sad that the boy was lost, at least uncertain of where he was. He had been like that once, where he was always lost, but soon he got his bearing and though he traveled often in the years he always made sure to have an understanding of where he was, so he felt for the young mae, he smiled

you’re actually quite close to my home, and my family, we have room for more in our pack, we are made of mostly artists, Like me, I play the flute, and I carve wood, I made this myself.

He said showing Bao his flute. He was interested in asking Bao more about Italy but that could come later, he was glad he could help in any way and finding the right home would be good, though it was up to Bao to make that decision.

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Bao Di Luca · 11-07-2010, 10:08 PM

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ooc;// Ahh, again sorry for the delay.

Bao stared at the flute for a minute as Shawchert showed it to him, he made that? He always held others who could do such work in high respect... Wood working was far less messy than his career, yes? Bi-colored eyes blinked and looked back at the man.

"My family was quite the opposite of yours..," his voice was low when he spoke, his words being more a comment to himself than to Shawchert. "I use to play the flute if that counts, but I have long since stopped."

He only remembered one, or two songs now that he thought of it and both were some Italian lullaby. The boy moved closing a bit of the distance between them, but quickly stopped as fast as he started. This was all so nerve racking to him since he never thought in his life would he be faced with a situation such as this. He always thought he'd just continue making unwanted people disappear one by one, but look what it's done to him now. He could barely muster the correct words to say let alone think of the right actions. Oh, what a fool the ways of an assassin could make someone.

"I am much far from an artist, but I would forever be in you debt if you let me with you and your family."

The boy shifted his gaze breaking eye contact as he tried to hide the nervousness that reflected like an odd colored pool. If he was allowed he would stay with them for a time then leave. It was highly unlikely he'd get attached to anyone here, right?

Shawchert Menue · 11-08-2010, 04:32 AM

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Hey, welcome to 'Souls. You've just joined the craziest bunch of wolf roleplayers on the vast internet. If you haven't done so already, you should check out the rp guide for detailed information about our werewolves and other general role playing information.

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I will continue the thread later on today but i'll get you titled up asap!!!

Shawchert Menue · 11-08-2010, 04:21 PM

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OOC: <3!!!!

This is a new family, my old family were strict as could be, and well I was not allowed anything, I was lower than even the omegas, but look at me now.

He admitted this easy, he wasn’t looking for shame but he wanted to show that anyone could rise up to an occasion. If the boy wanted to play something, he was allowed to. Especially in this pack.

We allow all sorts of wolves in our pack, you do not have to be an artist. I would be glad if you joined us.

Shawchert said happily. They were getting a new member, it was a great day for him! The pack had just started only days before and wolves were coming in little by little! This was great news, though he’d still have to worry about the winter and feeding the numbers throughout the cold season. He’d worry about that when it came.

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Bao Di Luca · 11-10-2010, 08:52 PM

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A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, but he wouldn't dare show a smile no matter how grateful he was so instead he dipped his head in thanks to the man.

"As said I am forever in your debt."

This was going to be a major change, wasn't it? As long as he had some sort of structure he would alright, yes? He would have to completely explore this place before actually calling it home and just to get a feel for the land, too. This Canada place was so big though, but then again Italy was big, too.

The boy rubbed the back of his neck and moved again so that he was closer to Shawchert, of course there was a reasonable amount of space between the two.

"If there's anything I can do just tell me," he said, a hint of a smile in his voice.

He was indeed very happy to find a new start although he was a bit confused about it wondering if what he was doing was right. Just like his smile he wouldn't let his happiness show. If he did whatever reputation he had developed would crumble, but he was in a new world so said reputation didn't exist anymore, did it?

Shawchert Menue · 11-10-2010, 09:48 PM

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OOC: we can work on wrapping up this thread soon :3

He had no reason not to smile as he was told that his offer had been greatly appreciated, his reputation was well being tall… and nice. He sometimes thought he was too nice, but then that was his nature, not something he really wanted to change in the near future.

Well all we need now is meat and entertainment.

Shawchert laughed giving a single pat on the boy’s shoulder. It was true, they needed to store up for the winter and well, the entertainment was just what the pack did in general. Though he didn’t want to be entertained himself. He tended to be the one doing the entertainment. He held up his flute, smiling.

I can make you one if you wish, or another instrument? I’m also good with wood objects. The flute though… it’s always been my favorite. My mother taught me when I was young, something I find dear to me really. Do you want to start again?

He asked curiously. He had heard the boy’s comment about the flute in Shaw’s hand, but he didn’t want Bao to think that he was ignoring it all together after all, someone who could play as well… well he could talk about things like that! He didn’t let his own excitement show, he was no puppy anymore and he was still playing the leader.

Bao Di Luca · 11-14-2010, 08:44 PM

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ooc;// Alright. ^^ Post is kinda short, sorry. :x

"A flute. I... I would enjoy that. I would like to start again, yes.

Maybe this would be the start of a new hobby? He could rid himself of his old profession... Oh, who was he kidding? Weather he wanted to, or not he couldn't just stop doing what he did. The boy rolled his shoulders a bit then looked at Shawchert.

"I can hunt, but I am more adept to guarding. Is there any usage for that?"

Despite being an experimental project Bao did know some about protecting another because that was what the Hanleys were, protectors, bodyguards. Though the teachings did come from his "siblings" out of their fear that the project would fail and they'd toss Bao aside like an old stuff animal, so the things he learned were blotchy and hard. He knew them though, well at least he hoped he still did, but he did know some of the basics. Really though he wanted to say assassin, but he figured that would be too much for this family.

Shawchert Menue · 11-17-2010, 04:41 AM

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OOc:Think we can give it a nice end with your post or if you want to end it now, I can get it archived Smile

It seemed that the young man was thankful for Shaw’s offer and it seemed he had a job on his hands, that was fine with him he loved having things to do, then the wolf spoke up more. He hunted, and guarded, that was great, something they did need. Just in case. He smiled, a proud wolf,

We in fact need both of those things, as our stores are not yet started for the winter and we need to get as much as we can, and I’m hoping that we can get enough before the winter sets in too harsh.

He did fear that they wouldn’t have enough time to keep everyone fed for the winter, but he’d make it, that’s what he had to believe or they wouldn’t make it through the winter. And to have a guard, not just him keeping watch out for intruders but another, it would be quite the help, he was feeling much more relieved that he had greeted Bao and let him into the pack.

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