(Under Control) Broken In Half

[West]

"At certain time, something is moved from one place to another. It's perfectly legal. Extra protection would be nice and the only parties interested in stopping it would be criminals," he explained.

He had dived straight into business, undressing as he spoke. The motions were as clipped as his description; quick, efficient. Speaking while performing the task was a distraction from the discomfort. His eyes remained on the Uratha as he spoke, until he was reduced to a naked man holding a bundle of clothes.

Various scars covered him, leaving few unblemished areas. White lines of cuts and mottled patches of healed burns hinted at more than one incident.

No elaboration was needed on the bit about not exposing themselves, in his mind. There was only one way to ensure that, and it didn't really need to be said. They were, after all, standing next to a corpse.

With a look of definite discomfort, he removed the bundle from his abdominal area and held it out to Chantay.

[Matamune]

The wolf frowns for a moment and then growls in derision:

<<Right. Guarding honorable things. And he doesn't hire Herd-Sentinels or Sorcerer-Shamans why?>> - if he's ever heard complete bullshit, this is the case. Were Daniel in Hishu, he'd spit on the ground, - <<Is crossing safe now?>>

[Firebringer]

Firebringer reins in his own protest, content to give his packmate the front seat. Instead, he contents himself with a distasteful glare directed at the bundle of clothes before casting his gaze across the Gauntlet.

  peering across

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-05-24 13:54:45		Firebringer rolls 11 to Wits + Emp + PU + 1 (10 Again)		8, 5, 2, 4, 10, 10, 2, 6, 6, 9, 6, 3, 4		4 successes

«Near area's clear.» Idly, he toys with the thought of torching the bundle, just to prolong the man's obvious discomfort.

[Lesingnon]

In truth, Slick really didn't particularly care whether or not the activity they were hired for was legal or not. It was, perhaps, a bit of a strange mindset for a lawyer but she really didn't care about mortal law aside from the relevant ones that she could use towards her own end in her line of work. Luna's laws, the oath she'd sworn, the purpose of the Uratha took precedence. If she could further that agenda, well, she was willing to bend or break a few mortal laws.

And she finds herself eying him appraisingly as she accepts the bundle of clothing. There was an old saying, chicks dig scars. It was, at times, debatable how accurate that one was. But one thing that was certainly true was that werewolves were impressed by them. To Luna's children scars were tales of glorious battles won, or at the very least great dangers endured. She'd been a werewolf for longer than four years, longer than many of her kind survived. And in that time she'd had accomplishments of a magnitude that few other wolves could boast of. The brands that celebrated them were thick on her skin.

But even if she'd kept every scar she'd ever earned she wouldn't be able to match the collection that the man in front of her sported. Not even close. She'd suspected he was dangerous, capable, powerful...and as far as she was concerned a collection of scars like that pretty much proved it. That he was up against something that he didn't seem entirely comfortable handling by himself was, perhaps, a bit disconcerting. But his assistance could prove invaluable. She could scarce imagine how he could make life difficult for the Anshega.

<<I would not hire Herd-Sentinels either if I thought I had to deal with more than the herd. Like us, or spirits, or others like him. And, damn...look at those scars. I know you don't like him, but his favor in return could be invaluable. I'd still love to see how he could ruin the some Pure's day.>>

To the interloper himself she adds, "I won't kill any others like us." No such thing was said about...anyone else. Luna didn't want her children killing one another, but understood that other deaths were sometimes necessary.

And as soon as she finished talking she swelled in height and size, putting on inches and pounds of muscle as she grew into her Dalu form. All the better to do rituals in. The shirt is turned into a rough bag, with the rest of his clothes tossed inside. Her purse as well, because she wasn't leaving that behind.A quick nip of her more prominent incisors brought a bit of blood to her fingertip before her regeneration healed the cut. And she began tracing it across the shirt in circular patterns known only to her, ones that came to her as the rite progressed.

All told, it took less than half a minute before the blood shimmered and disappeared. "Okay, it's ready to be carried across."

She glances back towards Firebringer, <<Can you pathfind again?>> He had, after all, been impressively good at it.

  Rite of Dedication

Date		Action		Roll		Result
2014-05-26 23:17:53		[03] Slick rolls 9 to Harmony + 1(Dalu) +1(Locus) (10 Again)		9, 3, 10, 9, 4, 1, 8, 3, 6, 5		4 successes
2014-05-26 23:17:53		[02] Slick rolls 9 to Harmony + 1(Dalu) +1(Locus) (10 Again)		4, 6, 1, 2, 9, 3, 10, 9, 1, 1		3 successes
2014-05-26 23:17:53		[01] Slick rolls 9 to Harmony + 1(Dalu) +1(Locus) (10 Again)		9, 10, 9, 1, 4, 2, 4, 5, 1, 8		4 successes

[Matamune]

Daniel takes another look at the man's naked form: as he wasn't one of the People, Dan didn't htink much on the scars. But now that Chantay has pointed it out... It looks like the sorcerer is a predator in his own right and the should be respected. And could provide useful.

But it's not his place to make that decision so the black wolf gets closer to Firebringer, ready to follow him to the other side of the Gauntlet.

[West]

"Of course not."

The words were meant to sound reasonable, but came out terse and harsh. It was difficult to sound reasonable standing around naked in the Twilight with giant hairballs.

"I apologize. I meant to say I would not ask or expect that."

He tried again. Better, but discomfort still cracked his normally cool facade. Was there wind in the Twilight? That felt like a breeze. He focused his attention on Chantay's Rite, and his brows furrowed in concentration as he watched. Chantay's change actually worked as a salve to his modesty. Being naked in front of a woman was one thing; in front of a near animal, something else.

Strange.

For the Awakened, using blood in magic was... not common.

[West]

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