In Due Course

Zeitgeist · 06-29-2012, 08:00 PM

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Leave me bleeding on the bed, see you right back here tomorrow, for the next round.Keep this scene inside your head, as the bruises turn to yellow, and the swelling goes down..

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The dog had been given the name of the place in which to find the female again before she had fled. The parting had been a awkward one at best. It was because of this that he had given a good bit of time to pass before going to seek her out again. This was simply because he had promised that he would see her again. There were lessons to give. It was these promises that had finally drawn him into attempting to seek her out. If he hadn't given his word then the dog would have most likely forgotten all about it. Dealing with rejection really wasn't a strong suit of his and was therefore something that he'd really rather not have to deal with.

He had to put the circumstances of that first meeting behind him were he to pursue the friendship that he had thought he had a chance of achieving. Zeitgeist had to forget his desires and to help him do that Guillotine stood at his side. With the boy near him then there was no way that nothing else could happen. At least that was Z's reasoning. If the older male started to get overly familiar than Guillotine could always remind him of his presence and pull him back from whatever dangerous path his thoughts might start to wander down.

Zeitgeist had eventually been told where this place of New Dawn was and had made his way to the borders. He paused along where the scent marks were the strongest, having been warned not to cross over these areas as he had no experience with packs in the slightest. He lifted his muzzle to the air and let forth a sound that only a hound was able to produce. It was quite a distinct call and wouldn't likely be confused for any other. It attested to his dog heritage rather than the dominance of wolves that seem to be most prominent. With the call made there as nothing he could do but to what to see if the lady would show herself or if he would need to put in a special request. He had no idea the way in which these things worked.

And if you're ever around, in the city or the suburbs, of this town,
Be sure to come around, I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown,
like pierrot the clown.

Table by the Mentors!

Palaydrian Soul · 07-02-2012, 11:57 AM

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WC:: 7+ OOC:: Dated for June 25th. Sorry for the wait, crazy wedding weekend! Optime form.

The night Palaydrian had been hopeful for had come and gone in a angry blur of accusations and ultimately the feeling of being let down. The man she loved had planned a romantic evening and the golden woman believed they’d finally share the intimate act she had been dreaming of ever since he asked her to be his. She was no longer in heat and was convinced last night would’ve been the perfect time to consummate their joining as they both would have a clear head, but unfortunately, the Takekuro man turned her down again and now he was off escorting the alphess around ‘Souls and the woman didn’t know when she’d be seeing him again. She was angry, frustrated, but most of all hurt and confused with the way she had been dismissed last night. Was it something she had done wrong? Was he no longer attracted to her? Palaydrian’s head swam with conclusions that tied her stomach into knots. Did he not love her anymore? She knew it was a foolish idea, but why...why would he deny her if they were now finally mates?

A sigh huffed past the woman’s dark lips, hours after she had given Jiva a stiff kiss and hug goodbye. She loved him of course, but she couldn’t deny how hurt and angry she was with him. She had actually considered removing the circlet he had given her as their mateship gift to really hammer home the point, but as she sat next to the water by Deer Lake after her daily laps, the woman examined her reflection, her gloved hands stilled before they could lift the crown off. It was lovely and complimented her perfectly...So why give me this gift, but not give me the other kind of gift? She growled with frustration, kicking her double in the water to send ripples out across the water before she got up in a huff and moved back into the woods. She had never been this vexed before, but she had a feeling it was also due to practically being on house arrest within her packlands after Aram had attacked her. Almost an entire month spent as an invalid healing from her wounds was driving her stir crazy.

The woman still didn’t have the green light to hunt again or shift for that matter, but she needed to do something else rather than swim. On the outside, her cuts and bruises were barely visible save for the faint yellowing around her right blood flecked eye and of course the ugly red scar of Aram’s mark carved into her inner right thigh. Other than that, she looked perfectly healthy and normal again. Her ribcage was no longer swollen and protruding from the broken ribs and without the bandages, one couldn’t even tell that she had been kicked and punched repeatedly unless they ran a hand down her sides. The breaks were healing, and she still needed to be careful, but Deuce assured her another two to three weeks and she’d be right as rain.

Drin was headed back towards the densite in hopes of finding someone to occupy the rest of her day and hopefully get her mind off Jiva’s disappointing non performance from the night before. Her fingertips were brushing across the tops of ferns when a peculiar voice caught in her seal point ears. She stopped to listen and realized almost immediately who it was. A smile washed across her maw as she changed her direction and hurried towards the borders. A little out of breath, Drin arrived through the underbrush as her bi colored eyes fell on the familiar dappled dog. Zeitgeist! She cried, running forward to throw her arms around the man’s neck, but stopping at the last minute as she remembered herself and how they had said their goodbyes.

If he wanted to embrace her, he could and she’d accept it, but she didn’t want to push him too far or make the same mistake she had when they had first met. Still, the woman couldn’t deny her racing heart beat at the site of the man, his friend Guillotine, and the way her tail energetically whipped back and forth behind her. It’s been too long! How have you been? She asked with a pretty smile on her face.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

Zeitgeist · 07-13-2012, 02:39 PM

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Leave me bleeding on the bed, see you right back here tomorrow, for the next round.Keep this scene inside your head, as the bruises turn to yellow, and the swelling goes down..

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Zeitgeist was surprised with the excitement that she displayed once she had noticed his mere presence. His maw broke out into a grin as she raced towards him but faded some when she held herself back. This was cue for Z to remain where he was and keep his hands to himself. "I have been well, and yourself?" The words were spoken politely as he made certain to keep his gaze lifted so that he wasn't ogling her body. He was clearly struggling to act like he wasn't interested in the slightest. If not for the promise he made then he wouldn't have bothered to see Drin again.

"I have some time if you wanted to get started on those lessons. I've been working with Guillotine but I'm not certain if he is picking it up or not." He figured he would get straight to the point of the visit. He was here only on a promise and nothing else since Drin had made her uninterest in anything else painfully obvious for him. He figured that while he was trying to teach the boy he might as well open up the lesson to the female and get that out of the way. And who knew, she might actually be easier to teach as he didn't know if his lessons even took with Guillotine. The boy never spoke and so Z never really knew if he was picking anything up or not.

"If this is a bad time for you then we can reschedule for some other time." Z figured it best to give her a way out should she desire to take it. It even left it open for her to decide that she wasn't even interested in learning from him any longer. So he was basically leaving it all up to Palaydrian to decide upon the nature of their relationship as Zeitgeist didn't seem to have quite gotten over the awkwardness of their previous parting. It simply wasn't allowing to feel as relaxed and as ease as he had been when they had first met.

And if you're ever around, in the city or the suburbs, of this town,
Be sure to come around, I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown,
like pierrot the clown.

Table by the Mentors!

Palaydrian Soul · 07-18-2012, 01:03 PM

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WC:: 5+ OOC::

It would’ve been too easy for the woman to sink into Zeitgeist’s arms, especially after everything that had happened with Jiva the night before, but what kind of woman would that make her? True she harbored feelings for the dappled dog, but now she was mated. She belonged to someone else and a cheating heart wasn’t something she possessed. It was sad, a chapter closing on something that could’ve been, but the woman stood firmly by her decision. If she had lain with Zeitgiest that night, she would’ve felt dirty, and it was her first time! Her emotions were so conflicted that day and it wasn’t proper. If she was to give her body to a man, she needed her entire heart and soul to be behind it. She couldn’t bring herself to cheat Z out of such a thing, though he had made it known being with her for one night would be something he’d cherish. So, the woman had ended it before it could go any further than his arousal. She owed him and herself that much. And here she was once again, still pure as the day they had first met.

She ignored the pained look on his face when she didn’t complete her hug, but her own heart strings tugged in remorse. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t wanted him to hug her, to feel him against her body once more, but a hug and maybe a kiss to the back of her paw was as far as she could allow it to go. Drin was angry with Jiva, but she’d never dishonor him by fooling around with another man. The lessons! She had but forgotten their promise in the valley. A pleasant smile spread upon her lips. Jiva had taught her quite a lot and she was excited to show him how much she had learned, but the woman was always prepared for a lesson. She was thankful Z had brought Guillotine along, maybe their meeting didn’t need to be so awkward with a third being in tow. Then again, his companion didn’t really speak.

No, no...this is a perfect time as any. I would love a lesson with you, she confessed. And I have been much better the past few weeks, her smile began to fade. You see...I was attacked over a month ago and you’ve come when I no longer look like a walking bruise, she laughed softly. The pack medic even said my ribs might be fully healed within a week or two. A gloved hand reached down to rub against her right side indicating where there had been trouble. This would all be terrifying news of course for Z, but Drin was getting over the attack by Aram now and the only remains of his evil were in her blood splotched eye and the scar he’d carved into her inner thigh. She decided to omit that she had also become mates with the man she had spoken about to him, she figured if it needed to be brought up, she’d say something. Perhaps he’d ask her about the circlet worn upon her head and then she’d have to tell him, but for now she’d wait.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

Zeitgeist · 07-24-2012, 12:42 PM

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Leave me bleeding on the bed, see you right back here tomorrow, for the next round.Keep this scene inside your head, as the bruises turn to yellow, and the swelling goes down..

Word Count → ### :: OOC words here.

"You are always sporting some kind of injury when I see you. It really isn't fair." He had wanted to be cold and distant and just not care but he couldn't when faced with injuries. He had a bleeding heart for the abused and the young. He moved closer to Drin and attempted to ease his fingers down the same path that her own had taken. "If every time you walk away from this place you are hurt in some new fashion then maybe this isn't the place for you." His eyes had been on Drin's chest, as if he could see past the fur to the ribs that she had brought up but he lifted his eyes to meet hers as he spoke again. "Don't stay here and risk something else happening. Come with me. I'll take care of you. If you are stuck here I'll pay for you, anything they want, just as I did for Guillotine."

Z hadn't thought to have a traveling companion when he had first set out but he simply couldn't leave Guillotine where he was when he seen how the boy was being treated. He saw it as being the same thing in this case. It wasn't with lust or sexual desire that he was asking the female to run off but out of pure concern for her health and well being. "We'll go anywhere that you want to go." He spoke softly as he reached up a hand to try and stroke the side of her face. It just wasn't in Zeitgeist's nature to stand by while someone was being abused. It was the one thine thing that he couldn't stand for.

"Just tell me what they want and I'll go get whatever it is. You can be free and we'll leave together. I can take you to somewhere that they won't be able to find you and hurt you again. You can start over without any worries because I will make sure that nothing else happens to you." The dog had forgotten all about the pretense of lessons with this new bit of information brought forth. It made him question whether or not she had actually injured her own hand or had it been someone else's doing and she wasn't allowed to speak on it. "Palaydrian, please, let's leave together." He was begging her, not wanting her to remain behind when he left.

And if you're ever around, in the city or the suburbs, of this town,
Be sure to come around, I'll be wallowing in sorrow, wearing a frown,
like pierrot the clown.

Table by the Mentors!

Palaydrian Soul · 07-27-2012, 10:24 AM

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WC:: 5+ OOC:: Aww Z!!!

Zeitgeist’s actions surprised her as he moved forward and his hand went down her side. She visibly shivered against his touch, not used to the feeling of someone else’s hands other than Jiva’s on her, but she didn’t shove his hand away. His touch wasn’t something she had expected, but she was slightly ashamed with the fact that she had liked it. Stop it...you’re mated, she reminded herself, and she loved Jiva with all of her heart, but she couldn’t deny the connection she had with this dappled canine. Something about him tied her to him. His next words sent her mind reeling. Her eyes searched his face in mild confusion as he he made accusations against her pack. A small chuckle began to form in the back of her throat, she couldn’t believe he actually thought she was something of a slave in these lands. Zeitgeist, she started as she tentatively backed away from him a bit shaking her head. How could this have escalated so? Surely he didn’t think the wolves of New Dawn were evil or abusing her?

New Dawn was her home away from home. Within its borders she had found the acceptance she had so desperately sought out when she had been chased away from her birth pack and everything that was familiar. Here she found a family that loved her for everything she was, an optime and proud of it. The virus wasn’t frowned upon in New Dawn and she had met many others who freely shifted forms without a moment’s hesitation. She was learning things she had never dreamed of before, and becoming quite adept at some of the more humanized skills. No, this pack was everything she wanted and more. How could Z think she’d stay somewhere only to be treated badly? Did he really think she was that weak?

The woman’s face screwed up with hurt, though she understood his intentions as he told her she could leave with him. His hand caressed her cheek, but she turned her face away only letting the tips of his fingers linger there for a few seconds. It’s not like that at all, she whispered, a knot forming in her throat. His words filled her ears like an assault. She couldn’t be bought, that wasn’t what this was, but despite seeing how this could be somewhat funny, she only felt sadness and inadequacy. Her sparkling eyes drifted up to look as his gray after her begged with her. Zeitgeist...it wasn’t my pack that attacked me, it was some mad man outside of our borders, a gloved hand came up to pinch at her eyebrows and the headache forming behind them. I have safety here, and brothers and sisters that love me. I’m not some slave to them, I’m a family member....can’t you see that? Her hand moved away now as she reached out to hold his hands. I’m...I'm flattered that you’d want to rescue me, but I don’t need saving... her voice drifted off, as she began to realize or was under the impression that this man would do anything for her.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

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