[M] Speak To Me

Io Berlin · 06-04-2011, 08:42 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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It had been weeks since Io had ventured to Halifax, months nearly. There had been little need for supplies since there small trip to a nearby village. But now Io felt the need to gather more things for herself. Most of what she had gathered on her last trip were books, recipe books related to her hobby. Io had found herself that day in a jewelery shop. Most of the shiny things had long since gone and the majority of then wooden stock had rotted away over time. Though there were bits and peices here and there that caught the hybrid's eye and what ever did was place safely inside her satchel.

The woman now sat on a crumbing wall, the corner had long since collapsed and the brick were strune around the remaining wall. The sun was at it's peak although under the soft shade of the tree, whose roots may or may not have caused the wall to collapse, it was a pleasent temperature and the often gentle breeze made it feel like heaven. Io had no current wish to return to Inferni yet, it was much more appealing to be out in the city, it reminded her of home, which, despite it's shady background, she missed.

Giuseppe Trovato · 06-17-2011, 05:05 PM

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Ohhhh Giu you sly dog Tongue

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The last time he had been to Halifax was months ago, when the two coydog brothers had washed ashore and searched out the nearest source of civilization. Unfortunately this shit hole was all that was found. A green filled city where vines and moss had grown over most building surfaces and dogs of every kind seemed to hide in the shadows. Back in Italy the buildings were well kept when inhabited, mother would have fainted if she saw the dirt lining the interiors of some of these buildings.

In the warm weather the caves were always refreshing but, as a short haired canine, he was much better suited to the warm summer heat in comparison to the freezing winters. It was this fact that drove the hybrid into the concrete jungle on this sunny June day. Giuseppe was a business minded dog from a sophisticated part of Europe. He knew that in a few months the weather would change again and he would be forced to stick close to the caves as his body could only handle short amount of times in the cold weather.

It had been decided that if he wanted to gain respect in the pack of savages he would have to start working. After reviewing his options he had decided that he was clearly the most suitable candidate for taking care of the caves. After all, measurement was something only intelligent minds could understand and he doubted anyone else could draw accurate maps. Walking along the street he kept an eye out for a sign of some sort of shop he could grab some drawing paper, lanterns, and other utensils. Wearing just a pair of deep blue jeans held up by a black leather belt with a silver skull belt buckle, the breeze against his chest was very comfortable. Glancing around he noticed a female dog mix sitting on a broken down wall. A grin crossed his evil face as he made his way over, his chest pumped out and tail up. “Well hello there beautiful.”

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Io Berlin · 06-18-2011, 05:09 PM

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LOVIN THAT TITLE!

The hybrid was awoke from her thoughts by another hybrid. This one of dog origin also. Though the breed was different from her own, stronger looking and shorter furred. 'Hello' her accented voice rang out with an air of fake boredom around it. She flashed a sly grin and looked away, up to the towering grey buildings, painfully akin to her home town. The woman turned to face the man, with another sly grin, though this time more tame. 'And who might you be?' She tilted her head to the side in a soft, gentle and uncharacteristic display of intrest in the male.

The soft breeze rattled Io's locks as her silver eyes gazed up at the stranger. A painted hand reached up and moved the fringe strands back, so that that did not restrict her view, particularly of the male. With a soft laugh she turned her head away, gazing up at the buildings again. Keeping her head turned she spoke again, 'What part of the world have you crawled out from?' In any other tone the comment would have sounded nasty, but in her softer, much politer tone, it was an innocent question. Io turned her head away from the crumbling grey walls that surrounded her and look back to the male beside her.

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Giuseppe Trovato · 07-11-2011, 03:42 PM

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Sorry for the wait there Rose!

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The female wasn't bad looking. Certainly not the best looking he'd ever seen but no bad at all. But what really caught his attention was her voice. His large ears perked up at her greeting. “My my my..” he spoke, his eyes glittering. It wasn't very often in these parts that he heard an accent clearly from the Eastern part of the world. Most canines from Nova Scotia seemed to be oblivious to the rest of the world. Back in the homeland he had run into the odd dog from other parts of Europe. The wide variety of languages was astonishing to the traditional Italian man, it almost brought him back to his nights of going to balls, weddings, business meetings and his days of horseback ridding at the ranch. “Giuseppe Trovato.” He announced with a dip of his head.

Looking at her bag it appeared that she carried a half decent load. Perhaps she would know where to find paper and the like? Her question sounded as though it was innocent enough but the wording seemed to be an insult, something he would ask a dirty coated mutt. Wanting to make a good impression he ignored the wording and replied in a calm voice, “The fine land of Italy Signora. However most recently my brother and I have joined Anathema, to the North. Yourself?” Glancing back down at the bag he raised his brow in questioning, “You wouldn't by chance know where I could find some good drawing paper and a ruler? Maybe even some pencils?” Pausing for a moment he added, “Some candles or torches wouldn't be bad either.” Most of the more modern technology of humans, such as a flashlight, would be useless to him thanks to all the dead batteries laying around. Normally he would be all over this female by now but his mind was focused on getting the materials first. However, he would certainly try and edge her on as time went on.

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Io Berlin · 07-11-2011, 04:04 PM

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No problem Smile

Io smiled and nodded, 'Yes, I know of Italy'. She had heard of it but had never actually been able to visit it. She answered, her voice soft, 'Poland myself. I joined Inferni, but I have disscussed moving with my family, Anathema came up within the conversation actually. My older brother followed me here also. He join Cercatori d'...something.. I do not know'. She shrugged, chuckling softly. In all honesty she did not care what the pack her brother had decided to grace with his membership, all she knew was that if she heard anything remotely similar to what she could remember, she would stay away from that location.

Io stood up, pushing her white locks away from her face and smiled again. 'I saw some candles in a shop not far from here... And I am sure that wood good enough to make torches with can be found somewhere too'. The hybrid pondered for a moment, 'I know of a place where there may be some stationary also...'. It was the place where she had found a glorious array of the books she needed for her cooking. 'I could show you both places if you wish'. She smiled slyly, sweeping a fallen lock away from her face.

Giuseppe Trovato · 07-18-2011, 03:45 PM

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Poland. It was close enough to Italy that he knew the name. It was a good sized country to the north, just to the right of Germany. His Geography teacher had pointed it out once in a lesson and by chance he had been paying attention that day. Geography really wasn't that interesting but it had come in handy when it came to drawing maps and using a compass for the caves. It interested him when she mentioned that she too had a brother but that he had taken up residence somewhere else. In Italy you never abandoned your family, Trovato's stuck together it was just the rule. If one of the brothers left it would be a betrayal on a massive scale.

“I've never heard of either pack, sorry.” He admitted truthfully. “I've only been in the area since the start of Winter so I haven't had much of a chance to go... exploring.” Giving the girl a look over slowly as he emphasized the last word. There were certainly girls out there but it was difficult to get to them when they all hid behind the invisible fences of packs. Not to mention that he had Teo to keep an eye on. It was bad enough that he was spending all his nights with Alaki but he was also making more and more friends every day. As she stood up he stood still, not backing up as most canines would. He smirked as she moved the hair away from her eyes. The sparkling silver was a unique characteristic for sure but he enjoyed it when a girl was a little unique. “After you.” He smiled with a motion of his hand. With any luck the flirting would continue and maybe he would end up with more than just some paper and sticks.

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Io Berlin · 07-19-2011, 01:44 PM

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Io shook her head with a light chuckle, 'You have no need to apologise, I only know of three packs around here, Inferni, Anathema and that other one', she wouldn't try to pronounce the other pack's name again, she could not remember what the damn place was called and it did not matter, why should Galileo Gray matter in this conversation.

As Guiseppe motioned for her to move forward before him, Io smiled, looking over her shoulder and simply saying, 'Thank you'. Her voice was kept low for this comment, only made more frustrating for the male when added to a flirtatious glance. She turned away quickly, smiling to herself as she moved along in front of the male. Aeron would not mind if anything happened, it had been the clause of their relationship. Both parties were obliged to sleep with who ever they wished as long as they came home at the end of the night.

At last they reached the shop the russet hybrid had spoken of. 'Here' Io said, spinning round and walking backwards for a moment, before turning around to clamber through the broken window, long clear of a full pane. 'I find a lot of good crap here, most of it's inside the store room up top. I figured that most of the canines that come here just that what they can see'. Io had the sense to look. She moved up the stairs slowly. As she reached the stuffy store rooms on the second floor she spoke, 'Be careful, that floor is not that stable. I'll be over here, while you sort through what you need'. She moved over to a spare mattress at the far left of the room and sat down on it, pointing towards some boxes which contained paper and other utensils.

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Giuseppe Trovato · 08-14-2011, 01:33 PM

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Sorry this is so late Rose! Would you mind wrapping it up in your next post? Either a fade to black or whatever. If you choose to go the M rated route coudl you also add M to the title and paste on a Mature warning Smile

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It was oddly reassuring to know that he wasn’t alone in his lack of exploration. There had never been a need for him to visit any other packs and he rarely mingled with wolves to begin with, taking a large bias towards coyotes and dog hybrids. Wolves were too simple minded for his complex thoughts and he thoroughly believed that a wolf was made for labor while dogs and coyote’s were made to point them in the direction of what needed to be done. Io’s glance was not missed by the active minded hybrid and he quickly returned the glance with a smooth, “You’re welcome.” Why was it that manners, when placed in a situation where there was a possibility of a little fun later on, always seemed to be a lot more interesting?

He followed closely behind the white and red girl, watching her tail sway as she walked. It use to be a favorite pass time of his in Italy to follow behind the groups of girls, as girls always traveled in groups there and preferably with a male escort, with the full intention of just watching their rears sway as they walked. It shocked him as the body moved back and went right through a broken window. Jaw slightly ajar he followed suit, launching himself right behind the dog.

Brown eyes kept a close look out for the materials he was hoping to find while his oversized ears perked forward listening to Io’s words. As they reached the second floor and nodded and began to move towards the boxes. Kneeling down he took a moment to look at the strange dog that now sat on a mattress, the perfect place for later. Searching through the boxed he began to load his messenger back with various materials. There were pencils, paper, erasers, and a small straight edge and as he searched the far side of the room he revealed an oil lantern with a large smile. “This place is great.” He praised, placing his newly found items to the side of the room. Careful to avoid loose floorboards the hybrid moved back to Io, taking a seat on the mattress beside her with a smooth grin.

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Io Berlin · 08-22-2011, 07:48 AM

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The russet hybrid nodded, 'Since this place is abundant with wolves, there is still a lot of good things here, despite the lack of stock downstairs. They are too stupid to realise the stock room is sotc and only a floor above them'. Or perhaps they did know, but there bulky size did not allow them to dance over the broken floor boards like dogs and coyotes.

'So, what is Anathema like?' she asked, leaning back, small talk was, a way to pass time while minds were made up. And anyhow, she had decided that Anathema was a possible place to live. And what a better way to get a pack insight then to ask a member. 'I don't know of any other pack's save from that Cercatori place, Crimson something and Inferni and Anathema of course. I am also aware of of another pack Inferni was once at war wiith, but that is all I know...' she trained off, her mind turning to wonder about what other packs were in the area. It didn't matter much though, it was unlikely she'd be moving packs again anytime soon.

Giuseppe Trovato · 09-13-2011, 10:02 PM

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A happy and demented smile grew on the mixed coyote’s face. So this dog believed the same as the Italians. “You know in Italy wolves are bought as slave laborers. Only Coyote’s and dogs are given any value.” Giggling at his own addition on wolf stupidity Giuseppe felt as though this red and white lady before could certainly fit in back home. Maybe he would seduce her and steal her away in the night. Perhaps he’d have to use a drug to make her sleep. Unable to think of such a drug he decided the best way to knock the girl out would be with a solid piece of wood right over the head. Pushing the dark thought to the back of his mind he nodded along, trying to get back into the present moment of the conversation.

“Anathema…” It was difficult for someone who rarely stepped out of his hole in a wall to describe the pack. “It’s nice.” He paused, unsure of what to say next, “Everyone is half decent, no real idiots. The leader is a she-wolf but she’s a strong one and doesn’t mess around like most wolves. Mostly everyone keeps to themselves unless talked to.” It was true, in the past few months he hadn’t talked to many members. Everyone just did their own thing. Ignoring her blabber he began to scoot towards the fay, certain he could move conversation into something more interesting. “You know., Anathema would be a lot more interesting with you around.” Slowly he moved his hand onto her thigh, his hormones sending signals in every direction. Hopefully this girl wouldn’t end up being a dead end, given that he was already fairly aroused and in the mood. It certainly wouldn’t end very well for her as Giuseppe was known to push around a whore or two who didn’t give him what he wanted.

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Io Berlin · 09-15-2011, 07:18 AM

'Italy seems...' she paused, adding length to her words, as she played with her words. 'Efficient'. In Cesarski, wolves were sadly treated with more graciousness. But most she had seen were the builders, hunters, warriors, replacable things more often than not. 'It's a shame I did not visit before I left' she remenised softly, visiting places had been hard with Sarajevo, and she had wanted him far away from Iven but that seemed pointless now he'd had followed Galileo to Canada. It was enough to make her scream, but then again there were little things that kept her sane.

'I shall definetly pay your home a visit, if not to join then to see you again'. It wasn't a lie, she truly enojyed the brief amount of company he had given her so far. But still, from what she had heard of Anathema, she would be joining it's ranks. It seemed almost perfect. He spoke of their leader, 'Well, if all this... amazing talk revolves around wolf run pack, then I would expect nothing less' her words were light and airly, inviting almost. Guiseppe moved closer, placing his hand on her,she had not espected it but it was a welcome move. She moved closer too, twisting her body slightly so she sat half facing him and half facing the open room. 'So, do you always lure girls into hidden places and seduce them?' Her voice was laced with a soft laugh.

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