They've got their pistols too

p. Revan | Halifax

POSTED: Wed Jan 02, 2013 11:50 pm

(314) I understand that I probably make it really hard for you to come in and interact with Rio, but try your best! I promise the next post won't be so hard lol.

The trip was meant to be a quick one just to grab a few supplies and head back home, but the supplies she was looking for weren’t in the places she had found them last time. Rio growled as she mounted Vitalia for the third time in the past hour. Every house that used to have a load of medical supplies had none. Either someone was around plucking, or she was going crazy. Once she was atop her horse, she urged her forward. Vitalia’s hooves clicked on the concrete as they headed down the street, passing Rio’s old block. She silently wondered if Harvey was home, but decided that now wasn’t the time. It would be getting dark soon, and she would have to head back before getting kidnapped or something by some strange wolves out here.

Rio passed a few houses, heading deeper into the crumbling city than usual. She usually stayed on the outskirts of town, but since she couldn’t find what she was looking for, she had to dig deeper into the concrete – so to speak. The duo passed a house that looked nice enough and wasn’t broken into, and Rio dismounted Vitalia and told her to stay. While walking up the front stairs, she called back over her shoulder to the horse, ”Scream if anything’s wrong!” Then she proceeded to knock on the door – she knew others lived here too, since she did once.

She rapped on the door, and then again once she didn’t hear a reply. And one last time after she heard nothing once more – then she tried the doorknob. Magically, it was open. So, she went in. She moved straight towards the bathrooms, ransacking the cabinets for anything useful she could find – gauze, Neosporin, alcohol, tape. She threw it all in her bag until there was nothing else left in the cabinets. Then she went upstairs.

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POSTED: Fri Jan 18, 2013 2:13 pm


OOC :: Hope you don't mind my jumping in. You marked this private but have been advertising it as AW...? If I'm unwelcome tell me and I'll delete this. D: | Secui

It was another one of those stupid old cities.

She hated them. She hated them with a passion. She hated them with fear and anger, though confusion and curiousness. What lay inside? Lyris didn't know exactly what stirred these feelings within her, though she wanted to find out. That was why she had come to this danged place.

It had started with an ambition- she was going to take Mido up on his offer. Tour around Anathema? What could it hurt? She could meet new wolves, and perhaps create some good blood between Sangi'lak and the western pack. She'd gone north east from Inferni's western border, finally coming up to the corner of Anathema. She had position herself, and prepared to let out her howl. She had tipped her head back... when she saw it. In the distance. A gray and black muddled patch. A city! Instantly, her jaws closed, and she had began to run. Lyris didn't know what made her do it. But once she had begun, she couldn't stop. She needed to see. Wanted to see. She had too. And now, here she was.

They were strange, strange things. Houses that were little more than shacks, worn by wind and water. Musty old bricks that threatened to cave in, broken and cracked paths that snaked between the community. Her claws seemed to click on the concrete at high decibels, echoing throughout the empty spaces between spires and chimneys. Multiple times her heartbeat rose to her throat, but each time it tried Lyris just pushed it back down. She had to figure out what kept putting her on edge.

But that would have to wait, because she had just spotted the horse, and the black wisp of a tail vanishing into the dark building. On instinct, the girl whirled around and slipped into the nearest alley, creeping around the back with her ears forward and body low. Somebody was here. She knew that the more human-based, civilized Luperci sometimes came to the cities for supplies. She should have been more careful. From her vantage point around the dull corner of a brick structure, she could just see the end of the house the Optime figure had entered. Perhaps...

Before the white wolf had even thought it through, she was racing on silent paws. No more than a flash of white, a glimpse of snow between the crevices could be see. Skidding to a halt, she studied the back of the place. Yes, there was a back door. The broken, crumpled fence suggested a backyard, once. Glancing left, and then right, she quietly stepped into the place, instantly regretting her choice. Cold fingers brushed at her spine as she quietly padded through. Old broken vases, a dead refrigerator with a door unhinged, an overturned table scattered with ash- the place spoke of ghosts and death. Shivering, Lyris brushed away her fears, and dashed upstairs just as Rio exited her previous ransacking room. Thanks to her small, lean physique, not a single paw made a creaking sound on the old stairway. The Esteemed took a quick breath, wiped all expression from her face, and stepped out into the open on the top stair, blinking down at the ebony form of the woman. She tilted her head, curiously. "Looking for something?"

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POSTED: Mon Jan 21, 2013 12:41 am

(444) Oh, I probably forgot to change that part... anyways, yes you’re welcome!

Outside, Vitalia hung by the tree she was tied to quietly. She occasionally swished her tail to swat away any non-existent flies - most likely doing what she instinctively would if there were flies around. Though, the scents around the place were off - someone else had joined the picture. The black and white mare looked around, only eyeing a white streak slip into the house just a few moments after Rio did. The mare bellowed toward the house - neighing as loud as she could, just once. She kept a worried eye on the doorway.

Rio had crept up the stairs and located an upstairs bathroom that still looked intact. She wasted no time in pushing the door open and rummaging through the cabinets and drawers hastily, like she had done downstairs. So far, her bag was full of bandaids (that were most likely not too effective on Luperci), gauze, and a used roll of medical tape. It wasn’t much, but it would help her help others back in Cour des Miracles.

Rio’s mind was mainly focused on her task at hand - she trusted Vitalia to ‘scream’ if anything was wrong outside... and she hadn’t heard anything yet. So, Rio focused on collecting all the useful medical items she could from the bathroom. Once the cabinets were destroyed, from taking everything she could have needed and poking around and knocking out the rest, she moved to the cabinets below. Many pill bottles had crashed to the sink - some of them cracking from their desolate position in the medicine cabinet and spilling around the drain. Some of the pills even fell into the dark hole - but pills weren’t Rio’s concern. Old human pills would not help Luperci.

The black and white woman rummaged around in the cabinet under the sink - crouching and balancing on her pads while she dug around in there. There seemed to be nothing worth taking, but she hadn’t gotten to the back of the cabinet yet.

And then she heard a voice behind her.

Rio whirled around to face the woman - and what she found seemed to be a friendly face. Still, as Rio was turned to her, she still eyed the woman suspiciously. She thought she heard nails clicking on the floor tiles, but rubbed it off as the house possibly setting from the ‘unexpected company’. Rio had made a fatal mistake. She was quiet for the first few moments trying to figure out if the snow white figure would be a threat to her or not. ”I’m collecting supplies for my pack.” She eyed her suspiciously, refusing to take her gaze off of the woman who snuck up on her.

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POSTED: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:33 pm


OOC :: Oh okay. xD Yay!

Darn it all. She cursed as the mare neighed heavily, the deep sound echoing just faintly through the house. Lyris had little more than seconds to reach the top of the stairs before the woman would find something wrong. Quick as a mouse, she scaled the steps, cringing each time a nail clacked on the floorboards. It took only heartbeats to reach the summit, flanks rising faintly with the frantic dash. She wiped all emotions from her face as Rio exited the room, clearly surprised when she spoke. So she hadn’t heard her mare’s call? Lucky for Lyris, that was. She drew herself up just a bit taller, making sure that her Secui figure didn’t look anything less than strong.
Lyris's eyes flickered faintly to the mostly-empty bag held by the black-furred woman, seeing that her 'supplies search' wasn't going exactly perfect. Though what could she have expected? This house had to be tens if not hundreds of years old, the most of what useful supplies there could have been either crumbling to dust or too old to be of use. Sangi'lak was more of a traditional, slightly more feral type of lifestyle, and they relied more on canine resources and instincts instead of on the past human items. There was no reason for her to judge- both sides had their pros and cons, but personally the girl find rummaging through an old house to find bandages and whatnot a waste of time and energy. Why not let time and mother nature help them out, instead of past civilizations? Nonetheless, as the woman gave her reply (which was pretty much a re-statement of the obvious), Lyris did little more than blink and tilt her head, narrowing those icy green eyes a little bit in wariness. The foreigner was clearly trying to figure weather the young Secui was dangerous or not, and admittedly Lyris was doing the same. Well, at least the lady hadn't attacked the heartbeat she had seen her scarred face. That was a first, she guessed.

The Esteemed let a pause pass between them, as they sized each other up. The Optime had the upper hand of dexterity and agility, while Lyris had on her side the strength and bulk of the Secui. Most of the time, it was the other way around- the white girl being the one with the agility and maneuverability with the other weighing up with brute strength, and that's how she always liked it. Not today, apparently. The girl was about to open her jaws and ask exactly what pack she was scouting for supplies for, before she stopped. No, you can figure it out. She wasn't so sure, as she was still fairly new to this Nova Scotia land and its residents, though she supposed she should give it a shot. Tipping her head, the young one inhaled, the only sign that she was trying to sense the desired information through a rise of her chest and a flare of her nostrils. A faint salty sea-air scent, with a tinge of pine... alright, she was from a coastline pack. But which one? As far as she knew there was Anathema, Cour des Miracles, Cercatori d'Arte... gosh, that wasn't even the full of it. Were all of the packs on the seaside? Maybe they were. Unless she was familiar with all of the lands, there was clearly no way she was going to be able to figure this out. So instead, she asked for help, though of course she disguised it as a threatening, menacing question. "And exactly what pack would that be?" She inquired firmly, narrowing her eyes sharper.

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POSTED: Tue Jan 22, 2013 10:26 am

(338) :)

Rio eyed the woman from her crouching position, and got up once the female approached closer. Now she stood taller than the other – a sign of dominance, but not on this playing field. The other female would have had the upper hand because, even without her Secui form, there was still a good chance that she was stronger than Rio. The Viscountess eyed the woman, narrowing her eyes at the tone of her question. ”The court, Cour des Miracles.” And to think, she was just about to give this woman her name…

Seeing no impending threat from the woman, Rio turned away from her to continue looking through what was left of the higher bathroom cabinets. Nothing. Then she took her bag from the floor, and pushed carefully passed the woman in the doorway. She made her way to a ransacked bedroom and pushed the old door open.

The bed was stripped of its former clothing – no sheets, no blankets, and definitely no pillows. It was just a naked mattress. Most of the vanity drawers had been ripped out – seemingly stolen for the makeup they once held. The mirror was broken, and its glass littered the floor. Rio stood in the doorway overlooking the state of the room. She decided that maybe this house wasn’t a good spot for anything. So, when she turned to head down the stairs, she found the woman had turned and was now looking at her from this angle. Rio adjusted the bag on her shoulder, ”I’m Rio. And you are?” The female hadn’t attacked her from behind in the first place, and that was good. She was from a pack, which meant she was somewhat civilized – though, sometimes, that didn’t mean anything.

She felt defeated, and almost as she was echoing the other woman’s thoughts – she wondered why she didn’t resort to more natural resources. Then she wouldn’t have to scavenge around like this… looking through human’s left over garbage and half the time whatever she found wasn’t even worth her efforts.

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POSTED: Wed Jan 23, 2013 9:28 pm


OOC :: Textwall pls

Lyris wasn’t one for trying to look threatening, as usually she was the one cowering beneath the thick shadow of her stronger superior. It had always been that way. But when she entered the territories, all things such as rank and popularity simply vanished, and she was equal to all others that left the safe borders of their home. Most of the time that she encountered another she had been in a relaxed stance, her tail and head as high as she wanted them to be, or as low as she desired. Rarely did she try to show her own superiority over another, due to her small figure and youth. Almost all had seen her as insignificant, puny, and weak. But weather she liked it or not, Lyris was growing. Not a monumental amount, but well enough that others would have to give her a second glance, and perhaps think of her as a possibility as a threat. Another thing, not too long ago she had only on form, and that was another factor in the impressions other gave her. But she was Luperci now, and she could put on the extra bulk of the Secui or the extra dexterity of the Optime whenever she wanted too. Well… when she got the hang of shifting, she would, anyways.

The whole reason for this train of thought was the fact that she was not used to trying to dominate herself over another, and when she tried she would most likely not do it well enough or not at all, if that. At the moment perhaps she had pushed her words a bit too hard, a bit too demandingly, just enough to have the woman lose a fair amount of the little trust she had given her. But she had been trying to cover up the fact that she had only limited knowledge of the different packs and area, hoping not to be looked down upon as young and still having much to learn. That was what everyone first assumed, and she had yet to see somebody look at her like an adult. Perhaps if she showed no weaknesses or anything that could be used against her, she could gain some respect, no matter how little.

As the black-furred canine turned her back to continue with her vandalizing searches, a small spark of irritation ruffled the white fur along the nape of the Esteemed’s neck. Apparently the girl didn’t look menacing enough to deserve full attention in fear of being attacked. She wasn’t going to attack, of course, but nonetheless it still annoyed her that the other had little to no worries. Fine, then, two could play like that.

As the cabinets crashed open and bottles clattered across the sink in the other room, Lyris took a seat, pressing her back against the creaky wall at the top of the staircase. She didn’t care enough to stand in the Court member’s presence. As she waited a moment, her evergreen-hued eyes traveled the expanse of the room, drifting over floating cobwebs and swirling ash that became suddenly visible in a bright flare of light. The familiar cold finger down her spine returned, raising the hair on the rear of her neck. She wanted to leave this place, but she knew that that would be a high offense of unkindness, and not to mention she would be seen as weak and scared. It’s just a house. An old, creepy, haunted house.

A flash of dark blue in the darkness startled her at first, but she found it only to be the eyes of Rio, who had finally gifted her with a name. Lyris was quiet for a moment, narrowing her own eyes just a touch, ears flicking at nonexistent flies. “Lyris.” She replied warily, scuffing a paw against the dusty floorboards. She was silent again, thinking. And then, very promptly, she stood and began to descend the staircase, not bothering to look behind her to see if the Viscountess was following. “From Sangi’lak.” She added, voice growing slightly fainter the more her body faded into nothing. Where was she going? Well, Lyris herself didn’t know. All that she realized was that she wanted to get out of that house, and that Rio did too, though probably for different reasons, of course.

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POSTED: Sat Jan 26, 2013 2:56 pm

(328) It’s mid-afternoon, sorry that I didn’t specify before.

Rio’s eyes followed the woman down the staircase, and she nodded, mostly to herself, as she heard that the other was from Sangi’lak. Jaden was from Sangi’lak. To her, Sangi’lak was a friend. And those from her friend’s pack were friends of hers. ”Oh, I’m good friends with one of your alphas, Jaden.” Though, Rio was unaware of the current situation going on within the pack. She wasn’t aware of Jaden’s leave, or the new shift in leadership. The black-furred woman followed the four-legged woman down the stairs as well, giving the house a last look before descending the stairs as well.

Each step groaned under her shifted weight – they were probably not used to accommodating something that resembled human weight. She was sure that many creatures had come through this house to make it their temporary home, and not so many others. There weren’t too many useful items left over – only a stripped mattress and a few broken items here and there. Nothing that could be used immediately.

Rio followed Lyris down the stairs and then sat on the last step, facing the woman. ”I’m from Cour des Miracles.” Rio adjusted her bag and peered inside at the few weak items that she had managed to collect from the already ransacked cabinets. Her finds weren’t much, but they would do. They would hold her practice over until she figured out some more natural means of doing the same thing. She looked up from her back at the white female, ”So, how is Jaden?” The woman hadn't enlightened her yet about the bad news, or at least the news in general. Rio hadn't seen the man in such a long time - not since he first started his rule with Xy'rin, a lot of months back. Rio couldn't even think of how long ago that was. At that time he seemed happy, and she would be distraught to find out that things aren't going too well for him now.

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POSTED: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:39 pm


OOC ::

Lyris had to restrain herself from bolting out the house. It was giving her the shivers, and she still couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was the thought that some other creature once lived here, and that even though their species had been gone for centuries she was afraid one was still present. Or perhaps it was just the prospect of an abandoned home in general, and the mystery that shrouded it. Why had it been left? Of course, the answer was clear- it hadn't been left, its inhabitants had just died off. So what was it that worried her so? Perhaps she would never know. For now, she needed to focus on getting over her stupid fear.

The Secui figure was heavy on the stairs, and each time she put a paw down it was in danger of snapping, and that would give her a nasty twisted ankle. The girl trod as lightly as she could, finding it more difficult to descend than ascend. Once the base had been reached, the girl took a seat against a beam that held up a portion of the house, letting it take most of the pressure of her sitting. She was close enough to the sunlight-filtered door to feel safe, so she could talk to the woman without a skittish look in her eyes and constant fear pricking at her spine.

As you can imagine, Lyris was not surprised to find that the Court member did not know of her pack's current situation. She was surprised that the woman even know of her pack, let alone be friends with one of its members. Sangi'lak was still so small and in peril of being disbanded, though she would never share that to anyone- that few knew of its whereabouts. It was a nice treat for her home to be remembered. Lyris lowered her ears a bit, looking to the ground. The bad memories were being brought up again, but she pushed them away, focusing on replying to the question. "Ah, Jaden and X'yrin have recently had some... unsettled differences." She paused, letting that sink in, before lifting her dark evergreen eyes to meet the rick blue ones of the wolfess. "Grudges were held, new relationships were formed, while theirs broke. They are no longer together. Jaden was... ridden of, for a while, at least. A month later he returned, and X'yrin and he must have talked before then, because... she openly allowed him to return without question, scolding a few who did not understand that he was welcome..." The young one lowered her ears, eyes traveling back to the dusty floorboards. "And it pains me to say it, but: Jaden is no longer our Alpha, and is in fact ranked below even me, as a Prospective. X'yrin leads alone." Lyris returned her eyes to Rio's, knowing that it would be unfortunate news to one who was a friend. The girl herself had bad memories of this turn of events, though she had only joined merely days before the removal of their alpha had taken place. She had been one of the few… well, the only one to be scolded. All she had been trying to do was protect X’yrin’s heart, which had been broken one too many times. But through it all her efforts had only resulted in more turmoil. She sighed as she relived the dark scenes.

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POSTED: Tue Jan 29, 2013 11:36 am

(213) Im sorry for my short fail posts. I'm so tired >.< But I need to get these out

Hearing the bad news about Jaden, Rio’s ears fell with saddened emotion. She brought her hand up to her lips in shock and gasped softly. ”That’s terrible! Do you know what caused the differences? Or was it an ongoing thing?” She didn’t know how long the female had been living in Sangi’lak, and so she had no way of knowing that the female wouldn’t be able to answer her questions. ”Is the Prospective rank the Omega rank in your pack?” They all had different names for things, but the hierarchy was still similarly the same. There was always a low point, a high point, and the inbetweeners.

Rio rose from the step and made her way towards the door. She sensed the female’s anxiety from the house and was beginning to feel it too. There was no need to stay in there if Rio wasn’t scavenging. She opened the door and allowed the female to go out first before following her out and shutting the door behind her. Now, she made herself more comfortable on the first porch step. She turned once again to Lyris, ”Did Xy’rin get a new mate?” She couldn’t understand why Xy’rin would just dump him like that. From the impression she got, she thought they were going strong.

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POSTED: Tue Jan 29, 2013 11:46 pm


OOC :: No worries, there's no pressure to reply to this one quickly. I've been spreeing everything because of SoSu, but I'm nearly done and can take a little break. v.v Yay?

Lyris didn’t immediately reply to the plethora of questions that were suddenly directed toward her. For the majority that was because she didn’t know the answer, and was sifting through her mind to see if she could find a clue or hint about what really had happened. Only a small amount of puzzle pieces came up, and none she found sufficient enough. Lyris had only been a member of Sangi’lak since September, and the rivalries had already been raging long before them. She had arrived at the tail end of the struggles, and in the greatest heat of them too, it seemed. It had not been weeks before Jaden had been dismissed. She had barely even known his name before he no longer existed to her pack.

A wave of gratitude rolled from the young one’s white fur as Rio rose to leave the creaky old prison, though she tried to refrain from jumping for joy. She still hoped to conceal her fear of old human houses, which was probably unrealistic because the skittishness was almost tangible in the air, it was so thick with her scent. Sunlight flooded her sight as they stepped outside, and her body instantly relaxed, her taut muscles and high ears falling a bit more slack now that there was no fear of strange spirits or whatever hanging over her head. The wolfess soon found a suitable place to set her rump, butting up against a sturdy evergreen so she could relax her aching muscles more fully. The wear and tear of this journey was starting to take a toll on her for sure- but she suspected it was nearly over. In a couple of days she would head back north, to finally re-enter her pack lands and reunite with her family- a long-awaited sight she had been looking forward too. Sometimes she felt like it was all that was keeping her going, through the loneliness and complete exhaustion she felt every day. But every day it got a little bit more easy, just by a tad. She could feel the journey growing on her, and the one time she sat down to think she realized that she had learned more in this mere month than in perhaps her entire life. Nova Scotia was full of wonderful surprises and dangerous risks- this was where she belonged. She could feel it in her bones.

Lyris raised her deep green eyes that looked ink-black in the shadow of the tree to find the blue ones of Rio. A small, nearly nonexistent sky escaped her throat, and she parted her jaws to speak. “I know very little of their trials. The most I could gather was that X’yrin held deep grudges against the alpha for past romantic affairs, and in the process the autumn woman herself had found another partner. The tension was too great for them to continue leading in peace- one had to go.” She gave all of the knowledge she had, lowering her eyes dejectedly and scuffing a white paw in the dusty dirt, powdering the soft fur with earth. At the next question, the girl paused, more slowly and melodramatically raising her gaze to that of the Viscountess. Now, this subject was much more personal. “She did. She bore his three pups. X’yrin also mated with the New Dawn alpha- Zalen- to form an alliance, gifting her with a fourth pup. Soon after the puppies arrived, though, X’ies- her mate- died for unknown reasons. She was distraught, and still feels that pain even now. But… I do believe that all hope is not lost. There is another male she has interest in within my pack.” Lyris blinked, giving a soft, half-smile, though most of it was forced. She didn’t know why she was dumping all of this possibly invaluable information out there for the woman to take, but it felt good to talk about. She’d been keeping it on her chest for much too long.

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