Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 9, 2013 10:33:24 GMT -5
Vengeance. Anger. Hate.
For every single hunter there is.
That's all Bless felt these days. That moment her heart shattered in her chest, replaying in her mind over and over, every time she closed her eyes.
"Paris is so beautiful!" She turned around, from the balcony of their rented Paris flat, the twinkling lights of the city of love beneath her, the Eiffel Tower in the distance. Her eyes laid upon Orpheus, her loving husband of a year that day. He had brought her to Paris to celebrate the anniversary of their marriage. She brightened at his relaxed look as he sat in the lounge chair beside the bed, his soft brown hair hanging slightly into his face, dripping from his shower. She turned back to the city below, smiling brightly. A rustle of movement behind her and soon she felt his arms around her waist. "I'm happy you love it."
She shifted a bit in her sleep. The sounds of the jungle floated around her in her tent.
A soft kiss against the side of her head, she leaned into it with a smile closing her eyes for a moment. "Why don't we go explore it, get you some dinner?" Orpheus spoke, effortlessly turning her to face him. She reached up wrapping her arms around his neck, opening her eyes to look at him. "I think that sounds wonderful. We have..." She leaned and looked at the clock. "4 hours til sunrise." He smiled and nodded kissing her forehead softly, before taking her hand and leading her out of the flat, to the stairs and the waiting city below.
A groan rolled out of her sleeping lips, knowing what would be coming next.
"I've never known such delicious food." She said with a smile, entwining her fingers in his as they strolled down the Paris street. A chuckle escaped him. "You say that every time you eat." He said, pulling her close and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She leaned against him wrapping her arm around his waist. "That's because every time I eat, it is so amazing. Thank you again." He chuckled again and leaned down to kiss her head. "Anything for you my love." Suddenly he stopped walking and tensed, causing Bless to look up at him. He was staring down the alley they were walking past. "What is it?" She asked leaning a bit to look down the alley as well. It was clear he sensed something she didn't, even still she had a horrible feeling in her gut. He removed his arm from around her and pulled her into a hug and a kiss. "Go back to the flat. I'll be back shortly." Bless looked up at him. Usually she obeyed his requests, but something in his eyes made her worry. "Orpheus, what is it?" He took her head in his hands and looked into her eyes. "Just go, I'll be back, I promise." He said before kissing her softly and nudging her in the direction of the flat. She smiled softly, and turned, heading back towards the flat, glancing over her shoulder once she was a few paces away to see him moving down the alley. She sighed and glanced at her watch. An hour and a half til sunrise.
Pacing around the flat she glanced at her watch again, looking out the window and noting the brightening of the sky. She cursed slightly under her breath and threw on a sweater before bolting out the door. 20 minutes to sunrise was cutting it way to close. She had never gone out and looked for him, when he requested she went back to where they were staying, but he had never been gone this long. She raced down the streets, navigating her way through the strange city, finding her way back to the alleyway. She paused at the opening and listened, before swallowing her fear and moving down the alley quickly. The alley was long and she followed it down to the end, a large square of four buildings, all tall except the one facing the east, the rise rays of sunlight already starting to move down the face of the west wall. She looked around a moment, before looking at the walls. Her eyes widened in fear at the sight she beheld. "ORPHEUS!" She yelled, as her eyes fell upon his form. Chained with silver to the middle of the wall, halfway up; blood dripping from his wrists and ankles. She ran forward to the bottom of the wall, scanning for anything, anything to help her get him down. She looked around the square for anything. There were a couple of boxes piled in a corner, which she ran to and grabbed, pulling over to him and stacking, for her to climb and reach him. She placed her foot on the bottom crate to hoist herself up, when arms wrapped around her waist yanking her back away from the boxes and tossing her aside into another pair of waiting arms. She screamed and kicked, pushing at the arms with her hands. "Let me go! I have to free him!" She yelled, fighting against the hold. "That's not going to happen. We are going to free you from whatever hold he has on you." a deep voice spoke in her ear. She kicked and wiggled more trying to break free. "Hold? What hold?! He's my husband! Let him down!" She yelled, as more people dressed in black surrounded them. She glanced up to see the sun sliding down the building closer and closer to Orpheus. She screamed loudly, only to be cut off by a hard slap across the face. A deep roar echo'd out of Orpheus as he started to struggle against the chains, blood beginning to pour from the silver wounds. "Silence, no one will hear your screams." The same voice spoke, just before she felt him nod. Seven people lined up in front of Orpheus with bolted cross bows. The weapons were brought up and aimed at him, causing Bless to yell once more. "Stop it please, you'll kill him. Just let him down, I'll take him home and we'll leave your city, we'll never come back! You have my word!" She begged, tears beginning to stream down her face. Another nod was felt and seven loud snaps were heard, before Orpheus let out a wild roar of pain. Bless' screamed echo'd his as the seven bits of wood entered his chest. She threw her head back, slamming it into the head of hte male holding her still. He cursed and dropped her before she spun and punched him in the face, her hand breaking on impact. She froze as Orpheus' yells, turned into otherworldly screams as the sun began to shine on him, and burn his skin. Her eyes focused on him as she watched the sun burn away and melt his skin, slowly, and surely, before finally after what seemed like an eternity, reached his feet and covering him, his screams ending abruptly as his body hung limply in the chains. Tears poured out of her face as she watched them lower his body and cut off all the limbs. A masked man walked to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You are free" He said before walking away. "I was never a captive." She managed to whisper, the hunter freezing behind her for a moment, before continuing his walk away.
She awoke with a start, tears streaming down her face. Anger flooded her mind once more and she started seeing red. She lashed out and grabbed her machete, charging out of the tent and angrily slashing at the plant life that surrounded her. She had bleached her hair, it's long blond locks pulled back into a tight ponytail, the loose strands a mess about her face. Khaki shorts covered most of her lower half, except her long legs, tan from the days she's spent in Africa now The white tank top she wore was drenched with sweat and showed the grey bra beneath it. She slept with her tan army issued combat boots on, not wanting to awake with any critters in her boots.
Slashing around, she let out a roar of anger before accidently flinging her machete into the jungle.
"FUCK!" She yelled before dropping to her knees, tears escaping past her lips. It had only been 6 months since he was taken from her, and yet she couldn't seen to get over the fact that he was gone, and she was alone. Out hunter every single hunter she could get her hands on. She had managed to kill 3 so far, though they were clumsy, and probably counted as killing themselves, having not expected a human to be coming after them.
The wolf sat watching the camp, hidden in the shadows of the trees from the flickering flames of the quickly dying camp fire left to illuminate the world in the darkness from the absence of the sun. His ears twitched slightly like satellite dishes adjusting to capture a faint noise, which was precisly what they where attempting to do. Having already downed and feed upon a deer, the wolf was not hurting for food. Instead the scent of human prescence had intruded upon his olfactory organs and he ha come to investigate why a human had been so far out here away from everything. Finding that said human had retreated to the realm of slumber the male wolf had curled up to sleep until dawn himself when he had been awoken by strange noises from the tent. These noises where quickly followed by feminine uttered moans and muttered words even his sensitive ears had failed to make out beside the sounds of them. He was unsure of what was happening, perhaps there where to humans enjoying the comforts of each other in the act of breeding? Or sleep was restless for this female? He did not know and thus could not make any assumptions.
That was until the female came running out of te tent, screaming and swinging a large bladed weapon commonly refereed to as a machete. He blinked watching the female and tilted his head, until she finally seemed to run out of energy dropping tr weapon and sinking to her knees, liquid spilling from the corners of her optical organs. The male wolf finally having enough rose from his haunches and padded slowly over to the female and whined, extending oral appendage to caress the cheek of the femme gently. He sat back upon his haunches and rubbed his cheek against her own then beat his tail upon the ground beside his bent hips, a clear attempt at cheering the human female who had no reason to be here in the South African jungle. Using his ability to control metal he slowly pulled the machete back through the jungle until the handle poked from the foliage like it had not gone as far as she had originally hurled the object to make it easier upon the distraught girl to find what she had lost.
Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 10, 2013 20:21:33 GMT -5
A rustling in the bushes made her jump slightly. Her hand reached for her machete only to find it gone. Bright hues blinked several times as a wolf padded out of the jungle.
A wolf.
In the jungle.
Clearly two and two didn't go together, and the fact that it wasn't afraid of her, nor showing any anger towards her made her take pause.
Long enough for it's tongue to slide up her cheek. She tensed up, ready to fend for herself if she needed, squeezing her eyes tightly, waiting for the initial attack. What she felt instead was the course muzzle fur of the beast rubbing against her cheek.
Was he trying to cheer her up?
Gears twisted in her mind as she focused on what was going on around her. Her head twisted around left and right, checking her surroundings for any hint of a mortal being that might be the owner of this clearly tamed creature.
The beast sat back on it haunches staring at her expectantly. Reaching up with the palms of her hands she rubbed the salty tears away from her eyes, before sitting back on her heels.
She reached out and extended a hand towards the beast, allowing him to sniff her hand if he wanted to, if not she would reach in for a scratch behind the ears.
"You're out of place out here, you know?" She spoke softly, before smiling at the irony in the sentence. "I suppose you are thinking the same thing of me though." Her eyes drifted from the beast to the sky above, the stars twinkling brightly. "Something very dear was stolen from me, and broken. I'm here looking for repayment. "
The canine stared at the face of the female before him as she spoke, looking very much as if he was actually listening to her despite the ludicrousness that a wolf would even understand a human as they spoke anything of consequence. As she spoke about loosing something of value to her the canine bared his teeh and growled, quickly desisting and laying down with his head in the female's lap a clear symbol of compassion. A deep huffing sigh escaped black nostrils and the wolf half closed its eyes obviously quite comfortable in the female's lap.
A crunching leaf, a snap of a twig and the wolf sat bolt upright, hackles raised. Ears sticking straight up and lips pulled back in a deep snarl, facing out in to the jungle. The snarls filled the air as three dark silhouettes stepped from the tree line. The ominous 'shing' of metal against leather herald weapons of some style or another being drawn as laughter fills the air. "Well well well boys, what have we here? A white tramp and her mutt in a jungle of black natives...what does that make you think se has been doing boys? Probably something naughty..." More laughter echoed around them as the dark shapes move closer towards the female and wolf.
Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 11, 2013 14:38:48 GMT -5
She settled a bit as the wolf rested it's head in her lap. She looked down at the beast, scratching behind it's ears lightly, her other hand wrapping a bit around the muzzle of the trusting creature, in a comforting sort of half hug.
A twig snapped and she looked up in the direction of the sound, three rather large men stepped out of the brush, holding sharp metal in the form of long knifes, a sword and a machete.
"Oh. Shit."
She said pushing herself to standing, her hand resting on the wolve's haunches lightly.
"We are breaking no laws. I even have the correct permit to be out here"
She said, motioning to her tent. Her mind reeled as she thought of a plan. Three against one, was not a fair fight, even if the wolf did fight on her side, he could easily be harmed. The hilt of her machete glimmered in the tree line, and she had her 9mm in the tent. If only she could get it. She held up her finger and moved quickly to her tent, not giving the men an option to speak. She grabbed her 9mm and clicked the safety off, before shoving it into the hem of her shorts, at her lover back, covering it with her shirt. She reached down and grabbed a slip of pink paper, before moving quickly out of the tent to almost slam into one of the men.
Her hands went up to steady herself, in which he grabbed, holding up her arm and the hand holding the permit.
"Looky Looky, she's got paperwork."
The man said which brought laughter from the other men. Her head tilted, and soon she was in motion. She reached back quickly behind her, pulling the 9mm out and pressing it under the chin of the man holding her.
"She's also not stupid enough to come out here alone. Just stick around and you'll find out who my travel companions are."
She bluffed. But she sure was damn good at it.
"I'm sure men like you have heard the tales of what lurks in these woods at night. I'm sure you've heard of all the unexplained deaths recently."
That she wasn't bluffing. That's how she found her hunters. She payed attention to the radar, a rouge Vampyre was in the area, where there were vampyres there were Hunters. She was just after the hunters, but if she happened to track down the Vampyre and not be able to talk some sense into it, she had her ways of dealing with the problem.
Post by Vrases Claudt on Mar 11, 2013 20:27:50 GMT -5
crunching happily on the bone marrow that the monkey had provided, Vrases sat quietly and contently under the shade of a massive tree. he had just finished up his successful hunt and was enjoying the fruits of his labor in the middle of the night, his favorite part of the day. The night was his species best friend; while others were blinded by the sweet embrace of darkness, his kind thrived in it. He wasn't in dire need of it; hell, there was hardly anything within 400 miles that could match him for size, but he tended to enjoy the look that his prey had when a half ton tiger had managed to sneak up on him.
As he sucked quietly on the bone, he suddenly shot his head up, and perked his ears; he had picked something up, a shout, conversation that was happening. but this was his territory.... and he allowed no trespassers without his consent. sprinting along the trails, he soon snuck up behind a group of people and a....wolf? well that was unusual, especially here. "probably a were to; we are pretty along into the jungle, he must be here with his pack..." growling softly, he watched as the interaction occurred between three men and the women with her companion. he was close enough to notice the features of all the people here. The three were rough and ragged, and didn't look like they were here on cordial terms, especially with the pretty looking on, considering her death glare. smiling ferally, he decided that he wasn't quite full...yet. "lets play a game; its called cat and mice." he thought to himself, and ran quickly and quietly along the floor, gaining speed rapidly. quickly he burst out of the small underbrush, ran by one of the men, and grabbed him by one of the legs, dragging him with him as he ran past his accompanying compatriots. letting go of the man, he swiped one of his paws against the mans face, causing a massive scream to come out of the mans mouth, and then crushed his hands, stopping him from trying to harm him. quickly, he turned and repeated it with one more of the men, as efficiently and as ruthless as possible. finally, there was but one, and Vrases could smell the fear running down his pants. He would have fun with this one. quietly, he crept up behind this one, and he glanced over to the wolf, who was watching intently, and smiled ferally, and this one he decided to let the wolf have. snorting quietly, he stalked back into the jungle, and watched intently as the party decided on how to deal with the other man.... On top of having a Bengal tiger quietly watching them as well.
Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 15, 2013 11:18:01 GMT -5
In the matter of a couple of seconds, all hell seemed to break loose, within the small clearing. A tiger burst into the clearing, dragging men along with it. Suddenly she found her self tossed to the jungle floor, as the man scrambled away from the prowling tiger.
Bless couldn't help but narrow her eyes, she looked from the wolf to the tiger and her mind suddenly clicked.
"Weres....."
She whispered softly, before pushing herself to standing and cocking her pistol. She aimed down the sights at the man groveling on the ground, which the Tiger left there. She approached him, aiming the gun at his head.
"I could let you go..but there is an issue with that. You see, looks can be deceiving," She leaned down pressing the barrel against the man's forehead" and where I look like this shy, timid, young thing out on her own in the jungle with a wolf She glanced over her shoulder to where the tiger now lay, watching them before clearing her throat and looking back to the man below her. "and tiger, I'm not. In fact I'm quite the opposite. You see, I'm familiar with people like you. You're all the same, whether hunting animals, creatures, or women. You are all filth. " Her voice held a smooth venom to it, as if she was poisoning him with her words. He quivered beneath her his eyes locked on her. "Which is why, I just can't let you go on. I'm not sorry though. All I can think about is the future victims I've save just from ending you" She smiled almost too sweetly and pulled the trigger, the loud BANG filling the clearing as the bullet blew right through the mans head at point blank, shooting up dirt and brain matter from where the bullet struck dirt beneath his head.
Shaking her head she stood up, using her arm to wipe the blood and brain matter off of her face, before looking to the wolf, then to the tiger. She switched the gun to safety before lazily using her hand as a direction, pointing at the two.
"Alright both of you, I'm not an idiot, I've seen Were beasts before. Out with it. Don't worry about me seeing your bits, be it male or female, It ain't nothing I haven't seen before."
Her hands went to her hips as she watched, and waited.
Post by Vrases Claudt on Mar 17, 2013 19:14:28 GMT -5
laying down on the ground lazily, vrases watched the two, and yawned loudly, teeth glistening in the firelight. getting up, he padded over to the two, and stared at the trespassers. sniffing at them, he narrowed his eyes at the both of them, growling at the two of them transforming quickly, he soon stood in his human skin, all 6'3 of him, wearing a t shirt and jeans and his signature tuke, and glared at the two of them. "you don't smell like anything but a human, so why would you come through here? your friend over there is even less likely to be around here; his kind hasnt been seen for years this far south. This" he gestured around him, " is my territory. luckily your on my turf, and not urthum; that shadowcat would eat you rather then simply trying to confront you" smiling at the girl, he glanced over to the tree to her left, and looked over his mark that he had left on the bark. walking over nonchalantly to it, he felt part of his hand change into his large paw, and he swiped over it, scoring it with fresh markings. hopefully this would show others this was his territory, even if humans couldn't look at them. turning over to the duo, he spoke "speak. What's your business here in my humble territory?" smiling dangerously at the two, he watched the girls hands and where they stayed; he didnt like them for trespassing now, but that's all; he held no hatred towards the two, but if she tried something.... it wouldn't end well, for her at least.
breafly, he encased the two in darkness, causing the entire forest to seem dark and unforgiving. he had done this on multiple occasions, and it helped him on many occasions. simply walking behind them both, he sat on the girls seat next to the dying embers, sitting quietly as he watched them, his eyes glowing eerily, yellow and in slits, as he watched her. his inner self was thrashing against his cage, and he roared at the prospect of not continuing a hunt. but vrases had practiced for years, and although his instincts told him to rush them both, he wanted to hear their reasons for being so far into the depths of the jungle.
Tiberius simply sat through all of it completely unpertrubed. He was not surprised by the appearance of a second werebeast, nor the fact it was a tiger as this was their more native land. Or at least it was more native for them then it was for him. He watched the female human finish the job, then the tiger become a man and reestablish his mark upon a nearby tree before taking a seat. His eyes narrowed, listening to the male's words. Then he decided to change as well finally, a slow process as the female was looking upon the male tiger away from him until he was his normal form once again. He stood at his full height of five feet and nine inches. Although not the most intimidating of heights, the male found this to be an advantage. The strongest was not always the biggest, nor did brute strength always mean an alpha. Intelligence was a must, and experience.
The werewolf was dressed in his full ninja gear, black pants and shirt covering his body with black boots and a mask covering his face from the nose down concealing his looks while a hood covered his head only giving bare glimpses of random brown hair as he moved. Well almost full, for he was missing all of his weaponry that he had not brought with him finding it easier to travel in animal form with out them beings strapped upon his back. Finding the lack of weaponry annoying, he waved his hand and with a sickening squealch the bullet the female had implanted in to the remaining male's brain pulled back out, flying to the ninja's hand. There, the metal flattened out and obtained four points, becoming the iconic ninjitsu weapon; a shuriken. He held the simple weapon in his hand and looked upon the tiger. When he blanketed the area in darkness the ninja remained unfazed completely. With his incredible sense of hearing, combined with his smell and experience fighting in the darkness was less of a hinderance then the tiger thought it would be to the wolf, however the human female would find it most debilitating.
The tiger's arrogance and snideness irritated the ninja, however he kept his complete silence. Rash words and stupidity a ninja did not have, least he find his campaign a short lived one. It was clear this male barely contained his animal side, the dead give away animalistic eyes still. The occasional fidgets. Yes, he had been practicing, yet he was not in ful control of himself. So, Tiberius stood there, not a single breath or a word leaving his lips to escape the slits in his mask as he gazed upon the male, careless of his claim to territory as rogues found that a pointless claim anyways especially when one had no pack. As to whoever this 'Urthum' was Tiberius again did not care. That was not who was before them, and it was not somebody in the immediate now and here. It was a name, meant to instill fear and a false sense of gratitude with in the female and himself. A ploy that was failing quite hard.
Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 18, 2013 9:17:21 GMT -5
She watched the weretiger curiously. She had absolutely nothing against any of the Supes, in fact she is married to one.
Was.
Was married to one. A widow after one blissful year of marriage. She bit down on her bottom lip, pushing back the emotions that came when she thought of Orpheus.
She knew both the were beasts were stronger then her, everyone was stronger then her, the only she had right now was her brains. So she wasn't looking for a fight, not from these Weres at least.
"I'm hunting. A hunter. Or group of hunters, and a vampyre. I find the vampyre, I find the hunters, I do my business and I'm gone. "
Yeah, they didn't hear that wrong. She's not hunting the vampyre, but the hunters hunting the vampyre.
She found herself blanketed in darkness, and froze, standing completely still. She sucked in a breath and stood there, un-moving. She closed her eyes, though knowing it didn't do anything, it helped her not let out the panicking scream that was building in her chest.
Scared? Why was she scared? She wasn't afraid of the dark, but in fact embraced it, and so her eyes opened and she gazed through the darkness right to where the tiger was sitting.
"You are beyond rude."
Anger dripped in her voice. She would never harm a Supe, but she didn't appreciate them using their powers against her unwarranted.
She didn't hear or see the wolf change, but she could sense still that he was there.
Post by Vrases Claudt on Mar 18, 2013 11:14:51 GMT -5
Watching as the were changed, he looked as the creature changed one of the metal pieces into the signature weapon of the Ninja. He smirked somewhat, but not in anger; far from it. He knew the deadliness of the sharp blades, and he had to admit, he was kind of bring an asshole. Not exactly his best moments, but hey, he couldn't help it; weretigers were some of the most territorial of the weres known to be in existence. Listening to the woman as she explained her motives, vrases sat quietly, listening intently. After she was done, he let out a small growl in the back of his throat."hunters huh... There are good ones and bad ones, but any that comes near here only mean ill will to either me or others who take refuge this deep into the country, and I know of the ones you speak of. Evil creatures bent on killing everything different from them, I have no want for helping them. Vampyres I have no love for though; fortunately, all creatures have a unifying motive. We all tend to hate hunters" he grinned widely, glad to know her motive. He was back to normal at least, and not acting like a jerk.
Getting up he stretched and moaned in ecstasy as he did so. He had an idea that might ease tensions. Grinning, he spoke; " well, it's still dark, and your fire seems to be dying unfortunalty. I know you probably think that I mean Ill will to you and your guard, but know my intentions; I'm simply acting on natural instincts. your friend knows the same feeling with his pack and their hunting grounds. Now that I know your not out to harm this area, I can offer my help if you want it. The sooner those hunters are gone, the sooner the woods will be back to normal. How about this then; I invite you an your accomplice a warm bed and in the morning a hot meal. My house is close by, not half a mile. It's well protected, quite homely, and has a couple rooms, so you each can have one if you wish, or you can share one, I don't judge." smirking happily, he continued " it's still the middle of the night, and your night visitors weren't exactly welcoming, and neither was i, unfortunately. Hopefully you'll forgive me for my hostility earlier." he laughed heartily at her comment;" I have been called many things, but rude is not one I wish to be continue to be called." grabbing his backpack from behind the marked tree, he walked over to the edge of the wooded area, and turned to the duo. " the house is this way, if you wish for me to guide you to it. I can help carry your things if you need me to help." pulling out a flask, he took a quick gulp, and exhaled; German chilled beer was always the best. Tossing it to the Ninja, he said " here, German makers. Good stuff, take a swig. You can have some too lady. Speaking of which, I havent introduced myself properly." taking a bow, he continued; "Vrases Claudt, at your service." smiling warmly, he waited patiently for their answer by the marked tree, laughing quietly to himself as he pulled out another flask and some beef jerkey, as tossed some to the two in a show of good faith.
Last Edit: Mar 18, 2013 11:17:26 GMT -5 by Vrases Claudt
Post by Bless Tuttle on Mar 19, 2013 21:17:23 GMT -5
Her eyes scanned his grin as the darkness faded away. He seemed to relax just a smidgeon, enough to not be a jerk. She nodded slightly as he spoke before blushing at the mention of sharing a room. "He's not my guard, I've been travelling on my own since..." She paused in her talking, cutting herself off before she finished the sentence. "About six months ago." She finished looking to the ninja standing next to her. She blinked a few times, having never seen a ninja, besides in movies. "A bed, would be nice." She said with a soft smile, before moving to pack up camp. She had been spending at least 4 months sleeping in her sleeping back in the tent, only getting a hotel room once every couple of days for a shower and hot meal. Otherwise she mostly stuck to the woods. It wasn't that she didn't have money, Orpheus for some reason had bank accounts stocked full with money. She didn't have an immediate need for it. She kept several hundred stashed in pockets of her pack, for emergencies, but other then that she wanted to stay away from people. She was a woman out for vengance. After she had packed up, she shouldered the hiking bag filled with her little travelling home and caught some beef jerky as it flew to her. She took a bite out of it, closing her eyes as she chewed it. Her father loved jerky and it reminded her of home. She smiled softly as she swallowed the bite, before looking to Vrases. "Bless Tuttle"
She rarely gave out her last name, but she figured Vrases hated hunters as much as she did, and hopefully the ninja did too. She knew Orpheus mostly stayed out of everyone's way, but she had run into a few people who recognized her last name, though, all of them who did were hunters. Keyword were. If they knew Orpheus in anyway possible, then they'd known he had a human wife.
Post by Vrases Claudt on Mar 22, 2013 11:11:45 GMT -5
Squinting his eyes a bit at her last name, he thought he recognized that name...somewhere. Maybe when he had taken a hit on and competed against another predator, but he had forgotten it a whole back. At the time it simply held no significance. As Bless got her stuff together, he observed the couple, the girl refined and thoughtful in her movement and her guard, who simply observerd a's they went along their business. As she finished up, vrases sat up and spoke. "alright, we're all set? Let's go." a he did so, he disappeared into the brush. And waited for them to follow. "watch yourself a's well. It's dark out, and not only urthum hunts at night. Snakes are always a threat, especially around here. Stick together as well, I don't think you guys want to separate, especially this deep into the jungle." he waited by in the dark, and observed them as they decided whether or not they would follow through or not. It would probably be in their best interest, he thought quietly to himself.
Last Edit: Apr 2, 2013 14:17:03 GMT -5 by Vrases Claudt
Post by Bless Tuttle on Apr 29, 2013 15:47:53 GMT -5
(I'm sorry my day turned into like 3 weeks. I have no excuse. I'm a loser. -.-)
She didn't wait for a response from the wolf. She re-shouldered her things and moved towards Vrases.
"We're wasting time standing around here."
She said looking at the wolf. Though it seemed he was not coming along. Fine for him, she stuck close to Vrases as they moved through the jungle, finishing off the jerky, before keeping an eye for any creatures less then friendly. An irritated rustling, alerted her to a snake to her left, to which she quickly diverted her path to the right of Vrases walking beside him for a bit, before settling in back to following behind him.
Once they reach their destination, she took a moment to look around. "You here alone?"
She asked, curious to know if there were "packmates" or such. She knew Tigers were mostly singular creatures, but she did know they mated for life. The last thing she wanted was to be kitten chow to an angry tigress.
Sorry I moved so internet has been down for a little.)