Character Mood: Panda is high, and mellow. Venom is on edge, but it's subtle.
Thread Direction: flirtation that leads to violence.
Ideal Thread Length: medium sized thread around 6 posts each.
Word Count: 432
Game Points: +3
Mature rating because of drug use, mild violence...cursing more than likely..etc..
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OOC: I cannot believe how long it took for me to get this up. I'm sorry T.T
When I dream, I see dawn turn into dusk, into dusk
Buckets, buckets, buckets. Both of the Luperci walked along, a pail of water in each hand as they trudged along. They were heading back towards home since they had finished their business out here. On their expedition they had made sure to mark a way back to Anathema so that they would be able to get home without a problem. While they were walking through the sweet smelling forest, Panda had gotten the idea to gather some branches for staffs (since she liked to make staffs in her free time) and she had put her buckets on the middle of the branches and walked like this. She figured that eventually she would need a cart and a horse or something to do this shit because it was getting annoying to both Panda and Venom to have to do this process this way, it was more tiring this way as well. It was so tiring that at some point the two had to find a clearing to just chill in so they could smoke a joint and then they could continue their journey back home.
When they found the perfect break in the woods for them to sit, Panda had plopped her water buckets down on the floor and then she too fell to the ground, her mouth letting out hard huffs of air. She laid her back against the ground and she looked up at the blue sky that would be turning red soon because the moon would be coming out to play soon. Both Panda and Venom hadn't realized that they had been out most of the day and that they wouldn't get back into Anathema lands until well after nightfall. It was a good thing that Panda and Venom were not scared of the dark, for if they were, they would be shit out of luck when it came to actually walking home in the dark. Panda and Venom were not cowards though, so they had nothing to worry about.
Venom had looked down at the woman who was laying down and he hovered over her really, his eyes looking into her own. You want me to roll the joint don't you? the man asked, cocking his head lightly to her. She gave him her satchel and nodded her head. Please, that would be greatness. she spoke, and he took the bag from her hands and he gone through the pockets to find the appropriate objects, including the jar of weed and a rolling paper and he started the process of breaking up the marijuana and then rolling it into the paper.
Gah, sucky in places. Sorry >.< But i got it up finally o.O Also, Alex has zero tracking ability if you hadn't noticed xD
In Character
Life was…. Different now. More peaceful maybe? Still the guilt of his past actions weighed down upon him, but slowly he was beginning to forgive himself for his mistakes and pull the scattered pieces of his life together. Now he had a new pack to serve and his goal was to serve his new leader and fellow members well, to get to know them and build a home there when he’d failed to do so within his sister’s pack. Yet, despite his decision to dedicate himself to his pack, the need to wander and move around still possessed the pale male and so once more he found himself walking the lands and taking in the sights that surrounded him. Although his trips outside of his pack were short, they were enough to ease his urge to wonder.
His aimless wondering had taken him to the Sugarwoods; a place he hadn’t spent all that much time in and so every so often he found himself having to stop a take in every detail of the new territory; to appreciate their beauty and to make sure he knew where the heck he was so he could find his way home when he choose to return. Soft, pleasant scents of nature hung in the air along with the scents of company. Slowing to a stop he cast ice blue eyes around him in an attempt to locate his ‘company’, but nothing moved aside and silence was all he heard and so he moved forward, attempting to follow the stranger’s scent.
One of the grey males more ‘problematic’ habits was to locate canines if and when he stumbled across their scents; simply out of curiosity and the thrill of the challenge, for who knew if and enemy or a friend awaited him? Weaving between the surrounding trees he stalked his way forward, making no attempt to hide his approach; he was not skilled with subtlety and the art of stalking and so he never attempted to conceal his presence. Emerging from a thicker part of the dense forest, he entered a somewhat more open space; not quite a clearing, for there were still trees scattered here and there, but the maples weren’t as closely packed and no longer made him feel claustrophobic.
The trail of the stranger’s scent seemed to end in the clearing and yet he could not locate the others. “Fuck!” he swore, his voice raised with frustration, a pale hand ran through his matted mess that was his hair. Storming forward, he walked forward blindly and the trees began to thin away even more until he stumbled upon a proper clearing; no trees. But that was not all he had found. “Bingo!” he muttered to himself, pale blue eyes staring at the odd pair; and a pair It was, not a singular canine, but two. ‘A pretty lady and a ugly brute’, a grin spread upon his lips, “Double bingo”.
They'd been minding their own business, sitting there talking away, about this, that and everything else, from rantings involving grizzly bears stealing their food, to mocking humans and their ridiculousness. Anything to keep themselves entertained with each other, and it wasn't too hard because they talked really easily to each other, often times being absolutely ridiculous with each other. Panda had been giggling wildly at Venom going off on a tangent about him needing a cigarette and hims being some inanimate object. They had run out of cigarettes for this trip but they had plenty of weed. They smoked that instead, it was satisfying to both of them, but Venom would still be getting in his moods where he was having a nicotine fit and Panda was sitting there dealing with his bout of ridiculousness.
His bout of ridiculousness was about to get physical, as in the male jumping and tackling the female over, and it had started with him starting to poke her with one finger and her retaliating rather quickly, and it escalating until a weird man had busted out through the bushes. Panda had her back facing the other male, so she had leaned back until she had fallen completely on her back and she looked at the man upside down from her spot on the ground. She looked quite silly, but she was quite stoned and even more so lazy at the moment, so she was not going to get up like her counterpart would. He stood up only because it was another male and this other man had thrown the Trombetta man off-guard. Who are you? Panda asked from her spot on the ground. Venom did not say a word, for he was not like the woman. He did not wish to have contact with this man. He was awkward here, busting in on Panda and his conversation that was going to be a wrestling match at some point if it would have continued.
A subtle snort escaped him when the odd coloured female fell and choose to remain upon the ground while a pierced ear flicked as the male rose, but he disregarded his presence; interested in only the female and caring little about the consequences of ignoring the other man. The pale male cocked his head to the side and flashed what he claimed, a ‘charming’ smile in the female’s direction. “Well hello there” he greeted them both, consciously trying to keep his body language and voice that of a friendly nature. Stopping a comfortable but close enough to commune distance, he looked down upon the female and couldn’t quite hide the amused smile that had found its way into his expression. “I’m Alex. Hows about yourself pretty lady?” he asked the strange female, “And her companion” he added reluctantly for the male.
It wasn’t as if the guy wasn’t good looking, but the ghost like male was rather picky when it came to guys while he was an open lover for anything female. In the case, his attention was more or less completely focused upon the female of the pair who seemed rather odd; a conclusion he’d reached from her coat colouration and her little stumble. Along with doing a quick assessment of the female, he had a vague feeling that her male companion wasn’t all to pleased by his presence; the thought caused his pleasant smile to take on a sly edge. Nothing like messing with a touchy guy….
