Move Along

Galileo Gray · 06-01-2011, 03:28 PM

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Date: Whenever Smile

Setting: Etheral Eclipse

Time: Mid-Morning

Character Form: Optime

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OOC here!

Word Count → 300+

Long hybrid legs ate up the land as Galileo moved along, blumine eyes cast down at the ground. His mind had been both burdened and cleared by the recent news and he was not quite sure what to do. He hadn't taken much care while dressing himself that morning, his shirt was half buttoned and untucked, his waistcoat was totally unbuttoned and his blazer was slung over the top of the grey satchel which was in turn slung over his shoulder and hung down below his left arm. His bottom half was dressed perfectly as usual, the belt tightened to his preferance. It was almost as if he had given up half way through the routine, which in all fact was true. His hair, was fine, he really didn't do much to it anyway, throwing a soft brush though it to make sure it had not knots and allowing it to fall onto his shoulders casually. But the fact he was half dressed gave him a more roguish appearance than his normally perfectly groomed self.

What am I going to do? he mused as his pace slowed to a stop. A golden hand reached up and pulled the bag from his shoulder and dropping it. With a loud, heavy sigh the hybrid collapsed into a casual half sitting, half lying position shadfed by the boughs of a large tree. He was in no mood for painting or reading, no matter how much he tried, even Oscar Wilde could not spark intrest within him. He wanted to read, but he just couldn't focus long enough to make sense of the words. So for now the book just lay inside the bag with no purpose. He had read the book several times and never tired of it, this was just Galileo's lack of interest in the subject at that moment. The golden man closed his eyes and allowed the gentle breeze to calm him. He needed a clean mind to focus on his work.

Siku · 06-02-2011, 04:07 PM

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Hey there! Hope you don't mind Siku meeting him on her way to the ocean. She has never met a coyote or a hybrid face to face before.

Siku had not planned to leave the borders of Dahlia today. She planned to help with the vineyard. However, Siku's trips were rarely planned and almost always last minute. When her golden eyes met with the sky that morning the Dahlian knew she was to journey that day. On her way out the door she glanced back to her bed longingly, though Saul was not there. He would probably expect her to still be there by the time he was done with his routines, as she usually was. Lately the white woman slept in nearly always. Today though, she was an ivory blur out the door. Today she wanted out.

Guilt tugged at her mind as she raced away from the cabin, but it did not slow her stride. The slender wolf was on a mission and would not stop until she got to the shore. At least, she thought so. An hour into her run there was a smell that she recognized, yet did not. Wolf, a small trace of it. And another thing. She was not sure what it was. It was not far off, though. Curiosity and caution quarreling inside her as she crept closer, golden eyes scanned her surroundings as she grew close to the source. "Hello?" Siku barked, bold but harmless. There was no tone or authority in her voice, only friendly questioning as she padded forward slowly. There was someone close by, that was for sure. She just had to find them. Then what? She didn't know, and the thought excited her. Made her heart beat, made her feel alive. It had been too long since she had been in a spontaneous situation.If the stranger were to be violent or ill natured, though, she would just have to do what she did best. Run away.

Galileo Gray · 06-04-2011, 09:41 AM

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Sorry for the crappy post :|

The innocent 'Hello?' brought a soft scowl to the gentleman's face. He was dipleased at the idea of appearing disheveled when in the company of others. Using his muscled arms to raise himself into a sitting position, and then into a standing position. His full height of seven foot five towering over the stranger's own height. Dusting the dry earth from the arms of his shirt, his eyes stayed down as he buttoned his shirt swiftly with a breif, 'Yes?' to inquire about what the woman wanted. Galileo tucked in his shirt and proceeded to button up his waistcoat before swiping his coat from the floor and pulling it on, leaving it unbuttoned. A golden hand ran through his dark hair, though there was little that needed to be done with the dark mop.

Galileo stood, now propperly dressed with his arms crossed, his right hand still clinging onto his cane which now hung by his side. Although visually Galileo looked fine, it was as if one could tell that he wasn't. He seemed to give out a subtle aura of burden. A light breeze shook the leaves on the trees above, Galileo let his gaze move up to the boughs for a moment, before returning to survey the woman.

Siku · 06-07-2011, 04:38 PM

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It's not crappy

Golden eyes shifted upwards, pupils dilating as Siku spotted the stranger much closer than she had expected to. She immediately made a loop around the tree, keeping her distance but making her way around so she could see him. He stood quite tall, and the moment she noticed his form she crouched to change into her Optime form as well. The Dahlian knelt on the ground in her 6"0 frame, and simply stared at the stranger for a moment. Tying her long wavy hair back with a string she'd brought tied around her ankle, curiosity kept her quiet as she watched him button his shirt. A light smirk of amusement graced her lips as she moved to stand and advance slowly. "Yes?" Siku mimicked, her eyes on his movements as he rushed to get the clothes on. She found it strange when wolves covered themselves up, especially in layers. What were they doing? Hiding their body or keeping warm? She could never be sure.

A white hand reached out to lean against the tree trunk, Siku stopping only meters from the man. Her smirk grew to a smile, hesitant but friendly. He was looking up and as he glanced down, their eyes met and Siku waved mutely. Hand still on the tree, Siku seemed to be hiding behind the trunk as she waited for him to introduce himself. Usually she was not so quiet, but the man was strange to her and she wanted him to speak first. The cane in his hand and the look on his face only confused her more. What the hell was he doing in the woods?

Galileo Gray · 06-10-2011, 04:52 PM

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OOC/WC

This woman was strange to the gentleman. Her circling, akin to a vulture scouting it's prey, was something the male didn't seen often. Especially in this world of civilised luperci. With a dashing frown, Galileo voice his query. 'Are you going to continue parrotting whatever I say? Or do you know how to make intelligble conversation?'. To other his words may have sounded rude, but to Galileo the words were innocent. Though many females didn't get angry with him, his looks always seemed to get in the way. Anika was an exception. A vindictive, sly, bitchy indivdual who only 'let go off' Galileo because she had comitment issues. That's German girls for you... thought Galileo, sweeping a dark strand of hair.

Deciding to add empathsis to his question, Galileo unsheated his sword holding it up to the sky, watching the light bounce off of it. Flashing a quick grin towards the woman. 'You have a name I suppose?' he asked. It was irritating to Galileo to have to name this woman as, well, as 'this woman'. He would have much prefered to have a name to a face. The gentleman resheathed his sword and returned to leaning on his cane. His golden tail flicked around slowly, in the same curiosity slash boredom that was plastered across his face. Waiting was something Galileo, despite his gentlemenly tendancies, didn't enjoy.

Siku · 06-11-2011, 05:48 PM

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As the man spoke with an edge of annoyance in his voice, Siku couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smile again. She hadn't expected him to react in such a way, and this amused her. Clearly he was from somewhere very different than she; his accent and the flow of his words almost an art in comparison to her simple speech. Everything about him made her curious. The stranger seemed to be in an irritable mood, and as he questioned her intelligence the golden eyed Dahlian only shrugged and leaned against the base of the tree. Perhaps she should have been offended or feel an obligation to correct him, but it was not so.

Siku watched as the man moved to unsheathe his sword, and immediately her fur began to prickle on the back of her neck as he raised it. Yes, she had seen one before. As the light glinted off the weapon, Siku's eyes swiveled from the man's face to the sharp tipped sword and back. What was he intending to do? Siku frowned as the man inquired her name, and spoke quickly to as if to urge him into putting it away already. "Okay, okay! You don't need to whip out your sword and get all interrogative." Siku waved her hand in a motion for him to put it away just as he re sheathed it. Once it was out of sight, the woman waved again, as if to reintroduce herself. "So my name is Siku. I'm just exploring. What are you doing out here?" Siku looked down at the mans clothes pointedly, not saying anything with her mouth but still questioning the attire with her eyes. It just seemed so out of place.. He seemed out of place. Or was it she who was out of place? Siku's slender arms moved to cross in front of her chest self consciously, and she looked up to see his reply.

Galileo Gray · 06-14-2011, 11:05 AM

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'Why is it' Galileo said, his voice filled with questioning and wonder, 'That as soon as a man pulls out his sword, one thinks his only aim is to attack...' Galileo raised his own eyebrow, flashing a sly grin towards the femme. He composed himself quickly, loosing the sly, flirtatious grin and standing tall. 'I, as a gentleman, have no plans to attack a woman'. His words were said strongly, stated more than spoke.

Galileo frowned disdainfully and glanced the other way. 'Here is neutral territory' he stated firmly, 'I am here because I choose to be'. His tone had softened by a great deal. Galileo turned away with a fresh sigh, his eyes cast downward. He had no true reason to be here at this moment in time. But it had been his feet that had brought him to where he now stood.

The question pressed on him had seemed unfair, he had every right to be there. Galileo frowned, shrugging off his coat and un-buttoning his shirt, which was also taken off. He was in no mood for dressing properly today. The blazer fell onto the floor on top of the gentleman's grey satchel with the soft thud of fabric falling. Blumine eyes cast a glance towards the female , over his shoulder. Another soft breeze rattled the leaves on the trees, brushing the male's dark hair around also.

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