OOC: PP has been discussed // 390 WORDS//Location: Library
the sound of silence,
Sascha was given a third chance and he has every intent on making this work. He would work his hardest to stay in Inferni and find what it is that he would be good at for the pack. Perhaps he should learn to fight. He should also try and become less shy and awkward around others. That was easy said than done for him but he would try. What he really should do is find out about the co-ranks they have and what he could do or work towards. However, today he had something else planned. On his way back to Inferni, he had come across an injured osprey he has yet to name and he needed information about how to take care of him.
So here he was at the library in Halifax and he wasn't alone. Before heading over, he traveled to the caves where Valkyrie was living. It wasn't often that he would go to others homes, usually going to Cotl's, so he was a bit nervous. Despite that, he pushed onward so that he wouldn't back out. Sascha wasn't too sure why he didn't want to be alone durring this. He was usually fine with being alone but this time he wanted Val to be with him. Battling with his own self, he successfully managed to ask for her company and agreed.
With Val riding Freya and Sas riding Blitzen they arrived at that library with hopes of finding a book or two, however many was needed, about ospreys. He needed to know what they ate and what their habitat was like so that the bird was comfortable. He also needed to find a book about how to treat an injured wing. He dismounted the albino reindeer and after waiting for Val to do the same with Freya, they entered the building. Sascha froze right after entering the building, taking in the view and it was because of that that the thought hit him like a bag of bricks. How was he suppose to find these books with so many books around. His brows pulled together as he folded his arms across his chest. Within seconds he started blowing raspberries and eyed Val before pulling out his pad and pen. Where do we start? He held it up for her to read, still blowing raspberries.
Valkyrie and Sascha had been spending more and more time together, and Valkyrie was beginning to see that the male was not what he seemed to be. He actually was pretty friendly, and a little bit on the shyer side than anything. He was nothing like his cursing, drinking, loud father who also twitched uncontrollably. Valkyrie had talken to the once Imaginifer of the clan, only to figure out what Sascha's story was, or at least as much as Cotl would actually tell the girl. He told her that his mother was the one who ripped the hole in his throat and that Cotl himself was the one who put the brand of the Ulrich's on the scar that was on the rust and ivory man's chest. The whole time they were together today, Valkyrie could not help but look continuously at his scar that held that proud, coal tattoo. She wondered if it hurt him.
She rode Freya alongside the male, for he wanted to take a trip to the library, to get books on ospreys. She loved to look at books, and Sascha was like her new best friend, so she went along with the mohawked Quintus. She did wonder why Sascha was always at that rank, for she had never seen him rise in rank. Maybe he liked to be that rank, or maybe Zeke had something against the orange male, but how could you? Valkyrie saw nothing wrong with the male, in fact, she thought him to be quite the looker, even though he had all those scars. She smiled as she rode along with him on his attractive steed. She wondered briefly where he had obtained such a thing, but did not bring it up, because she did not think it was the appropriate time to do so.
Their ride was filled with idle chit chat from the woman, a comment every now and then from the woman and a flipping of pages and the scribbling of pen on paper was a sound the woman figured filled the void that was there from the male not having a voice. The pen scribbling against the paper was his voice. That's the way she saw it. as they ventured, they found themselves getting to the library surprisingly earlier than she would have if she had been going with any other person. She looked to Sascha as he dismounted, and she followed and walked up to him after he dismounted. They silently moved into the library and once they were inside, Valkyrie moved forward and touched the old bookcases and she sighed contently. This was like heaven for the woman here. Sascha's raspberries had brought her out of dreamland and into reality when he held up the notepad up to her face. She snapped out of it and looked at the paper and then looked around for a moment. I believe teh humans would call it Non-fiction. So we hafta find where dat is. spoke the woman as she looked around and tried to find the section for Non-fiction.
Sascha wasn't what he appeared to be. The scars that littered his body wasn't from vicious fights with other wolves or coyotes. He wasn't mean spirited like some may think due to appearance alone and he only carried a club on his back for self defense. The Ulrich was nothing like he appeared and it took good amount of interaction to realize it. The more he hung out with Valkyrie the more he wondered if he could learn to smile, if it was even possible. He's never done it before. It was hard to believe something that most people do instinctively was something he had to think hard about. The boy has lived this long without a thought of it so why was it now that he even thought of trying it? Instead of following through with his own curiosity, he had been distracted by Val's voice during their ride together. Her voice filled the air around them as did the sound of him scribbling on paper.|
It wasn't that he enjoyed the rank he was at and had been for some time now. He also understood why he's hardly moved, or at least he believed he did. It wasn't because Zeke had a thing against him, not that he knew of anyway. It was probably because he hadn't done much for the pack. He was like a ghost basically and it didn't help that he was so shy and cautious. Every time he met a stranger he wanted to hide behind something; he was like that even now. However, he got better after knowing someone more; it just took a while. Sascha was working on bettering himself further by just being more trusting but that was easy said than done. He wasn't exactly raised to trust anyone and not be afraid of others; his mother would be the one to thank mostly for that.
They managed to arrive in good time and once they entered he questioned where they should start. His English was better now and he could pretty much write in full sentences. Now him deciding to be lazy and still write shorten versions of sentences every now and then was another story. Ruby eyes connected with her golden like eyes as he listened, nodding in response. He then eyed the place further with hopes to find the non-fiction place she had mentioned. Long legs carried him to his left as he looked at each isle looking for a sign of any kind to tell him what he searched for.
Valkyrie did notice that the man never smiled, but she figured he had good reason to, because the man never seemed to have anything good happen to him. Valkyrie knew that if she did not have her voice, and she was a stranger in strange lands, then she would more than likely be unhappy most of the time too. Though, Valkyrie was still trying to find a way to get that man to get that frown off his face and a smile to replace it. One day she would get it, and she hoped that day would be sometime soon, but she was not going to rush him, no, because it obviously was important for him since he did not smile ever.
When they were inside of the library, after the male asked for what they were looking for, she and he split ways for a little bit. She was the one to be lucky and find the non-fiction section before the other Infernian did. Her gamboge eyes searched up and down the books, her having to take some out and dust them off to actually see what it was called. Sascha, Come over here! she called the the mute and she continued to look through the books. Soon she would hit the jackpot of bird books, and she smiled and started to take some down. She didn't know which one exactly would have the bird of prey in it, but she was determined to find out. They could use some of the old chairs and desks in the library to read through the books. Valkyrie found a misplaced German book on the same shelf and she took it just to look at it, for the woman was interested in learning the language since her best friend was fluent in it (she had learned this not only from Sascha himself, but from also speaking with the heavily accented father of his).
Dere's so manys. Ya' gotta come look at some of dese. spoke the woman with a smile on her face as she took her pile of books and started to go towards a desk to put them down so she could start looking through them. She kinda knew what she was looking for, but what she would get as an answer was sure to surprise the woman. Hey Sascha, ya' think ya' could teach me German one day? asked the woman as she directed her gamboge gaze back onto the scarred man that was barely older than her, if at all.
Sascha had been handed the short stick in life, luck seemingly absent from his life. He had been abused sexually and physically by his mother and his scaring were proof though many would probably suspect they were battle scars. His body painted the his painful past, one just had to look at it differently. His brother even added to his disfigurement due to his black outs. Zaak became violent during those times and Sascha learned that the hard way. There wasn't much in his past that would bring a smile to his face, it was filled with fear and sadness. He had gotten so use to the expression he was frozen on that he eventually felt there was no need to smile since he had no fuel for it in the first place. Would it be too hard to believe that he may have even forgotten how to smile? Was that possible?
The Ulrich scanned for whatever book he could find for the osprey. He was blowing raspberries when he heard Val call for him to come to her. He stopped what he was doing he headed to her, curious as to what she had found. When he reached her he could see her pulling books off shelves and eventually carrying them to an old desk. Of course he followed her, she seemed so happy about her finding which was making him feel good as well as curious. He found a seat next to her, making sure the chair would hold him instead of carelessly flopping his full weight onto it. He eyed her with care in his eyes alone before grabbing a book to look at himself. It was his way of silently saying than you for what she had done for him so far and for being there with him. He was very grateful she was with him. His gaze pulled away from the book he had and connected his with hers, nodding with confidence and interest. He never taught anyone German before but he found himself looking forward to doing it for the first time with Val. Was it the fact that he would see her again and be with her for long periods of time? Who knew.
He followed her, and took a gander at the books that she had brought out. A bright smile was on her face as she looked at the man and he grabbed a book. She too, grabbed a book and started to look through it, and when she had asked her question, he nodded his head confidently. Valkyrie giggled and happily wagged her tail. Thanks Sascha. spoke the woman with a happy yip. She returned to her book, scanning the pages to find the word 'osprey'. Apparently the book that she found was a book on all of the birds of prey that were in North America. She was scanning the pages all until she finally found the information on the bird. I found somethin' bout ospreys 'ere, Sashy. spoke the woman as her eyes gazed at the pages and her brain ate the words in her head as she read. Says dhat therr main diet is fish. But dhey also feed on rodents, and reptiles sometimes. spoke the woman as she glanced up from her page to her companion.
She read on, trying to see if the book had anything about how to teach a bird how to fly again, and also how to set the bird's wing so that it could heal. The book did not provide this information for her, and she became slightly disappointed before she closed the book and then she grabbed from the pile of unread books and she started to look in the book for the information that she needed. this book did not have it either, rather it was a book that was about the concept of ospreys in human cultures and what they mean when they show up in dreams and such. It was of no use to Valkyrie so she closed the book and went to her third book. Are you having any luck over there? asked the woman as she peeked over to look at the book that Sascha was reading. She pressed against his shoulder with her own, an action that suggested that she was very comfortable with him, and that she had faith that she would not be harmed by him, even if she was being annoying. Truth was, Valkyrie really did like Sascha. He had something that others did not, and he was missing what others had. She wanted to be the one to see who he really was. She was determined to find out who he really was.
