Alone

Desiree Noelle · 03-11-2011, 10:57 AM

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Date: 11 March

Setting: Sable et Rivages. Halifax, Dalhousie University

Time: Afternoon

Character Form: Optime

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Whoo, I was a long time in getting this up. But here it is!

Morning light shone in the colliewolf's face as the sun peeked its way through the mouth of her cave. She had chosen this particular cave for that particular reason; the sun made an excellent alarm clock. Desi was most certainly not an early riser. That was one thing she and Hanna had argued often about. But the girl knew that the earlier she rose, the more time there was in the day to survive; the sooner she became good at surviving, the sooner she could truly begin living. And living was everyone's goal, right?

Squinting her eyes against the dawn and glaring balefully at the sun that was shining merrily through the still bare trees of Ethereal Eclipse, Desi stretched mightily and got to her feet. She tidied the pine boughs that served as her sleeping place, then stepped out the mouth of the cave. She scuttled around to the back of the cave, washed her face in clean snow and then did her business a few feet from where she had washed her face. Feeling somewhat more refreshed and awake, she returned to the cave, contemplating what she wanted to do for the day.

Finally the loner decided to do more exploring in Halifax. There was plenty to be done there, lots of places to be pored over, but the girl thought she might poke her head into the university. Knowing that it would likely be grimy work, the girl donned her Carhartts and black t-shirt, the better to keep her fur pristine. She was not fond of the outfit; Désirée was very much a girly girl and rather hated the epicene air the nondescript clothes lended her (not that anyone who really looked at her face would miss the feminine charm thereon).

Even trotting, in her slower Optime form, the sun had reached its zenith and was on its way back to the west before Desi reached the city. It took her a tiny fraction of that to find the university, as its spire provided a reliable landmark. The door was already open, though whether that was evidence of prior visits or a current inhabitant, the colliewolf didn't know. She certainly could not differentiate between incoming and outgoing scents, so even an old mark could be evidence of someone entering the college to sleep. She therefore kept her steps light and her ears perked, straining for any sound that might inform her of others.

She saw no one between the entrance and the long, bright hallway that drew her attention instantly, and after that point, someone could have easily sneaked up on her as the lockers exerted the pull that had allured many before her and would entrance far more after her. She walked slowly toward the metal contraptions, running her nails, and then only her paw pads along the sleek surfaces. A gentle tap and then a firmer knock proved to her that the things were hollow, and from there the girl was hooked. What could be in these things?

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Panda Behr · 03-21-2011, 11:19 PM

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Word Count → 707

Sorry for the wait. been busy/depressed out of my fucking mind lately.

The last six days had consisted of the two potheads mapping out Halifax and trying to find themselves a suitable place for them to stay for the time being until they could check out all of the packs and see what was for them. They had heard of a Dahlia De Mai by now, but there were scents from many different places from what Panda and Venom both could smell around Halifax. There were wolves in and out of the city everyday and they came from all over this land. Panda and Venom were not stupid, and they planned on mapping out the area as well as trying to find some resources that they could rely on later. There were a few things that the two were interested in, and they both made sure to map out those places of interest. For now, they were stuck within the Dalhousie University, looking within the hallways of the old schooling house. They saw many chairs, desks, chalkboards, and old books. Panda had gotten herself inside a classroom, and she picked up an old ruler. Venom had been chilling on the top of a desk, a book in his lap and his hazel eyes looking down at the pages that were scribbled with the words of the humans.

Panda had been being silent for the most part, which meant that she was over there, devilishly thinking of some way to make Venom laugh, or to make herself laugh, and to play games with Ven. She had looked at her ruler that was in her hand and then she smacked it against the desk, not hard enough for it to break, but hard enough to get Venom's attention. The man cocked a brow at the woman as he looked up at her and her "Panda-ness" (yeah, he called it her Panda-ness because she was just weird, she did weird things that only she did) and he had cocked his head before there was another sound that came from not in the classroom, but from outside of it. Panda had perked up and turned her head. the hell was that? the woman asked before Venom had gotten up and moved towards the door of the classroom. He peeked out of the door first, and then Panda trotted over and stuck her head under Venom's arm and she, too peeked out from the room and down the hall.

Her eyes caught the sight of one of the most beautiful femme's that Panda could lay her eyes on. Panda's jaw dropped, and Venom looked down at her, and cocked his head lightly again. Try not ta' drool, 'luffly'. the man let the words sarcastically fall from his lips, him even taking it a step further and to mock the woman by using a word she commonly used with him. shut your face up, the woman ordered before she moved out of his grasp and towards the merled wolvess. Venom silently protested by letting his ears fall against his bleached striped hair. He looked hard at Panda with his hazel eyes, and she felt his piercing gaze on her back, so she took her stubbed tail and she wagged it, bringing attention to her butt. He'd fall for it and look at her rump for a prolonged minute before he had followed behind the woman. You seriously have a beautiful coat.. the woman spoke, almost in awe at her merled fur. Panda, you're so weird.. the man commented, mumbled to the woman, and then the woman's chocolate eyes pinned on the man for a moment. Got somethin' to say Venom? Say it louder, bitch. she quickly snapped at the boy in a half-playful, half-serious tone of voice. I believe that you heard what I said, dear ma'm. the man responded, shrugging lightly and unwilling to repeat what he had said because he knew she heard what he had said. Panda then turned her head back to the younger woman. I'm Panda, and he's Venom. She introduced themselves and paused for a moment. What were ya gonna do with the locker? Venom asked, noticing that she was touching the locker, and that's what she had been knocking on that had caught the attention of the pair of wolves.

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Desiree Noelle · 04-27-2011, 03:06 AM

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I... fail. <.<'''

When first she had entered the building, the young lady had paid little to no attention to the doors that lined the hallways of the college. When she first heard the slight pop of the handle to her right, perhaps fifteen feet from where she stood prodding at the strange metal boxes, she realized the folly of her inaction. With one swift dancer's motion, she pirouetted counter-clockwise, checking for any further threat, then completed the turn facing to the right of where she was originally standing, her left hand poised against the locker in case she needed to push off from it.

The wooden door began to swing inward and Désirée stood there uncertainly for what seemed an eternity, waiting for the impending doom to descend on her. She was crouched slightly, eyes wide and ears flattened against her skull. A doggish cranium, covered in varying shades of brown, followed by a mostly white one with ebon dapples emerged from the crack in the door. The colliewolf attempted surreptitiously to not appear quite so taken off guard, and it seemed she would get away with it, because the pair of heads (one male, one female, she found out when they began to speak to one another) seemed quite distracted.

She listened to their discourse, looking at first one, then the other, and finally grasping that it had been her that sparked the discussion between the two when briefly the female of the pair complemented her on her fur. Said fur was largely covered by Desi's clothing, but all the same, the young lady could not help but smile and would have blushed. Desi glanced at the floor as the male muttered something that got a reaction from the girl and then the dappled female introduced them as Panda and Venom.

When Venom addressed Desi, she nearly giggled giddily. Though she did not know enough of on-sight-crushes to admit it to herself, she found the boy rather attractive, and being near him was making her a little nervous. Swallowing, she replied to his query about the "locker" which she could only assume was the red metal box in to her left. Her voice was quiet, and a soft little smile rested on her lips. Locker? Is that what it's called then? I was hoping to see what was in some of these but I hadn't figured out how to open them yet. I'm sorry to have bothered you guys. I'm Désirée.

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