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Shadow Tongue stood in the park. H ehoped his pack to come. He hoped Leo was here. He hoped for alot more other things besides. That the thief would be found. That the Ward be restored. That Leo be accepted by his pack. But most of all, that Golden Bear find the events of the night not only acceptable, but worthy.
Andrew still he was proving himself to the Spirit Totem. Would he alway have to?
He begins toward Pheonix Fire's end of the Park. He said he would be here during the day.
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Phoenix Fire is where he'd said he would be, quite an easy feat as that area included nearly half the park.
2009-11-21 16:53:03 Phoenix Fire rolls 8 to storytelling (10 Again) 3, 5, 9, 10, 6, 3, 8, 8, 6 = 4 successes
Wielding an imaginary sword Leo slashed low.
"Sword in hand he slashed and chopped and killed each snake that got close. Snake upon snake, upon snake died and the ground soaked in blood so poisonous the grass withered and died. And though the battle went well, the Prince knew that even a single bite of these vile and evil creatures would mean his painful and certain death."
"Suddenly, like they had all been of one mind, all the lesser snakes slithered away, retreating to their little holes. The Prince knew not what to think. Were the snakes afraid of him? Had he won?"
Leo bent over with a frustrated and questioning look on his face and asked his audience what would come next.
"NO! He hadn't won the fight! He had. Sealed. His. Doom!"
"For 'lo and behold! The Mother of all Snakes slowly crawled towards him, eyes gleaming with a terrible and cold malice!"
Arms raised, fingers bent like daggers, Leo was entertaining a minor crowd with a tale about a prince battling snakes.
"The Prince now found himself opposite a monster, a Queen Cobra the size of two hulking men. The Prince knew fear for even if he was to strike the monster first her blood would surely splatter and kill him. But what was he to do? Back down? FLEE? NO! He could not, for was he not the Prince? Did his people not count on him?"
"The Queen darted forward with the speed of lightning, her fangs intent on piercing skin and delivering a poison so deadly even the smell of it could kill a normal man where he stood. The Queen was so quick, in fact, that the Prince knew he could not block her attack. Knowing he was a dead man the brave Prince did what only he could. If he was to die, he would take the monstrous Queen with him!"
Leo imitated the cobra strike, the overhead sword attack and then grabbed for his heart and all but keeled over. Like he himself was mortally wounded he continued and the crowd actually leaned in to hear his words.
"The Queen lay dead at the Prince's feet, her blood eating through the grass and ground like acid. But this victory had come at quite a cost."
At that moment Phoenix Fire smells Shadow Tongue and their eyes meet. Phoenix Fire almost abandons the story but after a second long glance decides against it.
"In the Prince's hands, clutched to his chest, was the body of his savior, Tobias. Loyal Tobias, who had hurried to his master's side in the hour of his greatest need. Brave Tobias, who had thrown himself between the Prince and the Queen as they clashed. Dead Tobias, who had been bit by the Queen and almost immediately succumbed to her poison."
Leo looks like he could almost cry himself at the depiction of this painful scene.
For who had been as neglected as poor, dead Tobias?
"For years, the Prince had taken Tobias for granted -had refused him even the pleasure of a simple smile! But in the end it had not been the nobles and friends the Prince had treated well that had come to his aid, it had been the poor Tobias whom he had treated as poorly as the dirt he walked on. And so, as the Prince buried Tobias, he did so alone and -for the first time in his life- the Prince wept for this lost and unloved friend."
Leo took a bow and the crowd clapped, one or two actually moved to tears by his story. Phoenix Fire, however, hardly engaged in small talk and instead isolated himself. The crowd quickly got the message and provided enough of an opportunity for Andrew to approach for a private talk.
Leo still smelled faintly of disease but since last they met new, more prominent smells had accumulated; beer and blood, fur and fire, sweat and sex. Leo himself looked oddly refreshed and mixed a relaxed posture with alert eyes.
"Andrew, my man." Leo greets Andrew with heartfelt enthusiasm before adding, with more gravitas.
"Talk to me."
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"We hunt swiftly." Andrew begins taking in the dispersing crowd. "A thief has raided our Locus. We will track and find it"
Shadow Tongue looks over the crowd once more, Was Dave or Alex around. Alex may be waiting at the cemetery. "The rest of the pack will join us. Just remember that you are noit pack until you are accepted by our totem."
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Phoenix Fire nods his understanding, his relaxed posture gone. A raided locus, this pack indeed needed whatever help they could get. A trial by fire... Should be manageable. No way to back out without losing face anyway.
"Agreed. I will follow your lead." Leo says with significantly less of his usual mirth. Raided loci were not a laughing matter.
When Shadow Tongue looks over his crowd he sees Dave appoching
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Shadow Tongus waves to his pack mate, then motions for Leo to follow; closingf the distance before speaking. "Dave. This man here is looking to join us." Unsure how to introduce Pheonix Fire, Andrew waits for the wolf to introduce himself.
Shadow Tongue is a bit particular with his own title. He doesn't want to come across rude to a future brother in the Spirit.
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((Something Random, could you describe Dave and his posture/reaction in detail so I can formulate a response? Such things have a major impact on how Phoenix Fire would react/introduce himself and I couldn't find your character description in the Character Gallery.))
Meanwhile, Alex is already at the locus site, pacing and fuming. He's spent days coming back here, trying to find something to go from... but the scent is getting so faint it's barely perceptible -- and it stopped at the street anyway. The pain spirit couldn't see across the gauntlet, there's no security cameras, and it doesn't look like anything was left behind by the person or persons they're after, and on top of it the pool of blood was gone by the time Alex made it back.
He is not a happy little Rahu.
And his pack STILL hasn't shown up.
Dave is large and well built and wearing biker leathers. He is clearly in a bad mood as he approaches but when he hears about the now pack member he makes an effort to look friendlier. ooc do you want a roll?
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Sensing both hostility and the front of friendliness Phoenix Fire plays along. Clearly this pack was in considerable trouble if what had to be the Alpha was approached thus. Phoenix Fire hoped this wasn't some democratic pack. He'd heard nothing but trouble followed those packs. Still, beggars couldn't be choosers and he appreciated the thought of a challenge.
And so Phoenix Fire tugs at the front of his shabby clothes, peeling the shirt off his chest, and smiles at Dave.
"Nice jacket you got there, man. I'm Leo Stevenson, recent arrival to Sacramento. I have offered my aid and accepted Andrews lead in finding your thief. So I'll be working with you for at least a bit. I figure we can wait with the story swapping and proper meet and greet until after we find your baddie." And you've had a chance to vent your pent-up aggression.
After he's done speaking Phoenix Fire looks from Dave, gauging his response, to Andrew.
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