The games we play

Neela Garcia · 01-16-2012, 09:13 AM

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Fore dated to the 23rd. I'll leave the trap and bait up to you. p>

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Chill winds propelled the falling snow around the city with impressive speed, coating the insides of many buildings in a thick layer of snow as the unusual angle generated by the strong winds bypassed what little shelter they offered.

Neela watched the scene perched in the windowsill of a fifth story apartment, one of the few, rare, intact glass windows remaining in the city places firmly between her and the storm. The collie had been exploring the building when the storm had kicked up and was quickly trapped inside the building, though with plenty to explore and find. That had been two hours ago and what little remained in the first through fifth floor apartments had been gathered into Neela's bag; the staircases up into the sixth and beyond were both collapsed and Neela didn't fancy her chances today climbing up one of those odd, vertical hallways that humans so often placed in taller buildings.

While the storm wasn't a major problem for Neela, her thick fur certainly suitable enough for darting from building to building, the collie saw no reason to get herself cold needlessly, she had found other ways to keep herself occupied.

Despite the inconvenience it presented Neela found the storm somewhat beautiful to look at. It was the kind of storm that she and Julian would hole up against on winter nights, watching the snow as she did now and listening to his mother play the flute. Those were fond memories and were also her inspiration to learn the guitar.

As it so happened there was flute music drifting through the air, but this wasn't the elegant, refined music that had tided Neela through many a stormy night long ago in happier times, this flute music was jarred, jolting and most unusually of all, played by Neela herself. Neela had found the flute, a beautiful human construction made of silvery metal and engraved with small, flowing vines, inside a tightly locked case, the case itself shoved into a small hole in the wall. It had taken Neela ten minutes with a crowbar to remove the case from the wall but luckily a thin bit of wire had been sufficient to open the actual case without damage.

While Neela's playing was untutored it wasn't completely terrible. Neela had heard the flute being played many times before and had a natural ear for tune, so once she had familiarised her hands with the instrument the sounds produced were passable for a beginner. What's more the empty building provided perfect acoustics for music, the melodious sounds echoing off the walls and out into the streets, sending to sound out into the storm for anybody who wished to hear it, carried weakly on the winds.

Terra · 01-16-2012, 03:04 PM

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Since the night with the gypsy, Terra had been working on an idea. She was no craftsman, but the intricate coded pieces fitting the pipe together fascinated her. She would put something together on a larger scale like that, or die trying. It was just too fascinating, too much fun to do otherwise. Tail wagging behind her she'd spent days slaving at wood, trying to figure out how the pieces could possibly fit together. At last Terra had created a door of sorts. Two pieces of wood, sliding shut in front of a room full of music instruments. It was an attribute to him, to the one who had brought her to dance and enjoy herself. The one who had taught her so much.

The coding was a simple piece of work, considering that this was Terra's first attempt. If it worked, Terra would go ahead and make more. Not satisfied with the classic trap though, she'd created a code to open it for those trapped inside. It would be horrible if all her hard work was destroyed in an escape attempt. Best to build in an escape, that way the wood would be saved and she could play with her coded game again and again. The wood would fall down as long as the puzzle below was completed. It was an old coyote symbol, twisted to mean captive. If you moved the pieces right, the meaning changed to freedom, and it opened.

Eager to see if the trap had worked, Terra bustled through the city. The storm blew against her, causing her to shiver. It was insanity to be out here. Her coat protected her from the worst of it, but it was difficult to see. Terra had to rely on her nose, a difficult prospect amongst the barren land and walls of metal. She guided herself into the building where her trap was though. Huddling against the wall inside Terra crouched down. It was just as cold inside, with broken windows moving the snow inside. Terra no longer felt it without the driving wind though, and she quickly cheered up, ready to move on and explore.

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Neela Garcia · 01-21-2012, 06:45 AM

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Is Terra in Optime or Lupus?

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Neela barely saw it, a minute flash of red poking through the whirling snow. Neela squinted her eyes and the speck resolved itself into a small canine, Neela couldn’t tell what gender or species between snow and distance, making its way through the city at a quick pace. Curious and bored Neela decided to follow it and sprung back from the window, fastening her newly acquired flute onto her belt and picking up her duffel bag, fastening the straps against her back.

Neela moved quickly through the building. A staircase brought her down to the fours floor, two holes in the floor to the third and second and then a window, a lamppost, some acrobatic work and one of those odd metal boxes the humans had left littering the streets of their towns and cities left her outside. Quickly the collie surged forward, following the scent trail of the canine. It was faint and interfered with by snow and wind so Neela couldn’t get any information but by merit of it simply being the only scent around at all Neela was able to follow it.

Neela's long, powerful legs were well suited to the conditions and the agile collie caught up with her prey just in time to see a flash of red fur disappear inside a building. Curiously Neela followed, though the other canine was out of sight by the time she was inside. Squinting her eyes against the gloom Neela looked around, but found little that was out of place or interesting to see; this building had apparently seen Luperci traffic before.

Deciding it would be prudent to announce her presence now that the was in somewhat close quarters with the stranger Neela lifted her ehad, her soft voice echoing through the building with a purposely friendly tinge to it, "Hello?"

Terra · 01-22-2012, 12:48 AM

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The sound of the door opening again caught Terra's attention. Her ears swiveled, tracking the footsteps of this other canine. Sniffing the air she determined it was a female dog, and settled back into the ground. Her tail curled around her nose as Terra glanced around. Maybe she'd be more comfortable further in. Stretching Terra moved forward, pausing as the voice called out. It sounded rather friendly, but Terra wasn't interested in making a friend right now. She wanted to check her trap.

Silently she moved through the rooms, stepping lightly over the ground. Her steps made very little noise except where the wood creaked silently with age. Terra didn't answer the call, deciding to leave the collie to her own explanation as Terra did her own check. Her fur flashed brightly as she moved through the interior before reaching a set of stairs. Terra trotted up them happily, sitting at the top and licking her fur. Anticipation always made the result so much sweeter, even when she was met with disappointment.

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Neela Garcia · 02-01-2012, 12:51 PM

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OOC here.

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No answer, curious. While Neela wasn't naïve enough to believe that everybody she met would be instantly friendly towards her most canine's would have given some sign of their presence at her call, either a response in kind or by growling; the building providing good acoustics for the usually low sound to travel.

The figure that Neela had been following have neither of these signs, leaving Neela to try and track it through smell alone, probably the collie's worst quality was tracking by scent. Normally Neela would have turned around and left at the nonanswer she had received but not she was driven onwards by sheer boredom, wanting to find out who it was she had seen.

After a while and Neela losing the trail to the musty smell of the house several times Neela finally managed to catch sight of the canine again. Unlike before it was sitting still at the top of some steps, letting Neela see that it was a rather small female, most likely a coyote hybrid of some kind. Neela found it rather creepy how the hybrid hadn't spoken yet and hung back slightly, her mind flashing to childhood ghost stories of canine spirits, killed by humans, which supposedly still haunted the ruins of their cities. "Ummm, Hello?" Neela called up to the stranger, successfully pushing the ghost stories away for now and banishing all but the most minute bit of apprehension from her voice.

Terra · 02-01-2012, 02:16 PM

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Terra turned, hearing another call. There was a dog, standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at her. So the dog had decided to follow her for entertainment. She growled briefly, slightly irritated that a stranger was sticking her nose in Terra's business. Especially since she was doing something she didn't want others to know about right now. Having canines discover her secrets was the last thing she wanted, especially since some of them could get her into major trouble with her pack. She couldn't stop the dog from following her though.

Well, if the collie wanted to play, they could play. After all, the trap might not be sprung. Playfully Terra bowed down before rolling in the dust. Sneezing she stood up again, tail twitching in a challenge to keep following her. The dog had been warned, so Terra couldn't be blamed for whatever trap the dog decided to follow her into. Beginning to get into the game Terra let out a yip, before turning and walking along the stairs. She moved slower this time, allowing glimpses of herself to be spotted as she continued towards her destination, excitement mounting inside her.

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