[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken - Preludes

[Graf]

Camera stares.
He doesn't look away or even seem to understand the wolf-girls uncomfort at first when she shifts back.

Then he starts to grin, "It means something doesn't it. Everything I see. It really means something!"

 

[Shayuri]

"May seem scary?" Ari demands, huddling in the coat. "I was -dreaming-! I thought... There's no way this is real! I was a WOLF just now! I...I must have been sleepwalking. Oh god...I'm really going crazy. I must have sleepwalked clear out here..."

She looks around, fixing on Camera when he talks.

"Mean something? What the hell are you talking about?"

 

[DrZombie]

Isaac puts a hand on Camera’s shoulder, “Don’t be afraid…” He then turns to Ariella and kneels down. He cocks his head slightly and then begins speaking his teeth have a far more feral appearance then should be possible and indeed Camera can’t understand a damn thing his father is saying. It sounds like the yelps and whoops of a dog or wolf perhaps…

It is odd to hear the wolf speech without the scents and visual cues to back it up but Ariella understands this much, “Don’t be afraid. We are not enemy. We are uratha. Understand?”

Ariella has a Primal Urge of 1 now.

Drake and Piotr

Drake comes to with a strange blade sticking from his stomach, and then Moriarty kicking him off it. Moriarty spits, “Jesus dude, you lost it… tried to freaking kill me you son of a bitch… death rage is some scary $#@! man.” Strangely although Drake is in pain, the injury is already dulling to a throb, and he can feel it knitting the flesh back together.

"Feck"

Drake looks at the blade sticking out of his stomach, then at Moriarty pulling it out.

"Feck"

He looks at the wound on his abdomen closing by itself.

"Feck"

He looks at Piotr, sees and hears him healing himself, and muttering in a strange tongue. He looks around at the carnage, the wounded, the damage, then at Moriarty.

"Feckin' hell, Moriarty. You feckin' stabbed me. " He laughs, a little ragged 'round the edges. "And that still didn't feckin' kill me. Guess I'll have to insult you a little more next time. Or maybe use some feckin' smaller words."

He slaps Moriarty on the back. "Feck me if I feckin' understand what just happened, but I feckin' feel like I feckin' owe you one. Thanks."


He looks back at rachel. "Why the feck is that scarred woman and her apes after me? Why are they pure? And who the feck is roman? And could I get a feckin' shower before I change? At least half an hour ago I knew whos blood was on me, now I have no idea."

 

[Graf]

Camera suddenly goes quiet for a second.

"People think I'm strange," he says. "That's OK. But it's nice to know that what I see is..... real. Like this..."

Camera flips through his book and then holds up a picture. It's a normal scene of a bustling city street. Vendors sell goods, businessmen talk on their celephones, but they're not people. Instead the simple sketch drawning shows impossible entities doing odd things. A man with a dogs head is promenetly featured in a british bobby's outfit twirling a billy club and whistle.

 

[Graf]

"See?" Camera points to the picture as if he were saying something obvious.

 

[Tokiwong]

Piotr & Drake

Moriarty gives Drake an incredulous look, “Yeah… okay, so lets get to the van.”

Rachel pauses at the exit, “I don’t know why they were after you, but my best guess is that they wanted you to join the Pure. And trust me you don’t want that, at least we are trying to be civil they would simply beat you into submission. But I do intend to find out, in the meanwhile the safest place for you is away from here.”

Rachel leaves.

Moriarty chimes in, “I am going to take you to Roman, dude is a little weird but he knows his stuff.” Assuming they follow him, he has some extra scruffy clothes in the van, to get changed and semi cleaned up.

Camera & Ariella

Isaac speaks, “Why don’t you get in the car and we can talk about it on the way to a friend’s place. This ain’t the best place to be chatting about this kind of stuff. You may not think so, but you are among friends here.”

Faith

Candace growls at the challenge, “You got a human name Faith… but you ain’t earned a deed name worth writing home about unless you want to be called Princess of Many Questions. I kind of like that one.” Candace focuses her eyes on Faith, and there is a barely held in check rage boiling in those dark eyes. She is poised for action, loose but poised, almost as if she is anticipating Faith to act, or perhaps wanting her to.

Subtle Storm moves in between the two, “Calm down both of you… Candace she isn’t challenging you, she just wants to be treated with some respect.”

Candace snarls, “I will give her respect when she earns it, and she has a long way to go with me.”

Subtle Storm sighs, “She is just a child.”

“Yeah, I know. Why I haven’t blooded her yet, I am giving her the benefit of the doubt,” she focuses on Faith, “Now don’t get confused, I don’t hate you, but as far as I am concerned we are not friends. You helped me bring down an azlu hybrid, and that ain’t a small feat. You earned some respect, but I have been hunting for over twelve years. I came to Denver to help with destroying Gurdilag…”

Subtle Storm nods listening, “I had no idea.”

“I lost friends, much of my old pack, and worse; so if I don’t exactly come off as a nice person, then tough deal with it. I come off as a bitch,” she growls, “then deal with it. I respect the low according to the oath but that don’t mean I owe you $#!t.”

 

[Shalimar]

"Did you ask less questions when you were a cub? Ignorance is only a weakness if you don't try to learn. I'm not very strong right now but thats only because I don't know what I'm capable of, what my limits are. It'd be stupid of me to challenge you, I already know you'd beat me up, your much tougher then I am." Faith says dropping her eyes to te floor and stepping back and away from Candace. She swallows her anger, at least for the moment, though its evident that she is very much unhappy about doing it.

"My mistake, I thought you did like me, I wont make that assumption again. Either way, don't call me princess. My father called me it when I was little and it annoyed me to no end. A princess is some silly little girl who waits for a big strong hero to save her and is useless without him, thats not me. Calling me that right now is really going to set me off and like you said I'm not really in control of my rage, its not a challenge to you. Its like those signs in the parks, don't feed the bears. Please don't call me princess."

 

[Tokiwong]

"Did you ask less questions when you were a cub? Ignorance is only a weakness if you don't try to learn. I'm not very strong right now but thats only because I don't know what I'm capable of, what my limits are. It'd be stupid of me to challenge you, I already know you'd beat me up, your much tougher then I am." Faith says dropping her eyes to te floor and stepping back and away from Candace. She swallows her anger, at least for the moment, though its evident that she is very much unhappy about doing it.

Candace listens.

"My mistake, I thought you did like me, I wont make that assumption again. Either way, don't call me princess. My father called me it when I was little and it annoyed me to no end. A princess is some silly little girl who waits for a big strong hero to save her and is useless without him, thats not me. Calling me that right now is really going to set me off and like you said I'm not really in control of my rage, its not a challenge to you. Its like those signs in the parks, don't feed the bears. Please don't call me princess."

The older wolf gives Faith a feral grin, “Good, Faith. Good you have a strong heart and your curious manner will take you a long way. The one thing that kills most uratha is that we forget to ask questions… we take things at face value and that ignorance ends up killing us.”

Subtle Storm just listens to the words of the elder rahu.

“I lied to you Faith, and it was a lie to test your strength. You stood up to me, that is more then I can say for Duncan and other young uratha, I know I intimidate you but you have the strength to challenge me and stand up for what you believe is just. I welcome you as a sister Faith… you would make a strong Blood Talon, we respect strength and we honor those strong enough to know what their limitations are and strive to overcome them.”

Candace extends her hand.

 

[Shalimar]

Faith accepts Candace's hand and grins back at the older Rahu Talon. "Thank you...sister." the pink haired teen says, trying out the unfamiliar word, unfamiliar to her at any rate. "I do not know enough about the Blood Talons, or any other tribe to make a fair decision on something that will shape the rest of my life...I would like to know more first. Does each tribe subscribe to some ideal of what a Uratha is to be? Perhaps Many Questions is an appropriate name, as soon as I think one is answered, the answer creates a dozen more." she says smiling.

"I don't know that what you said earlier was a lie Candace, I think if I hadn't stood up to you, if I had disappointed you, then you would have hated me for being weak. I do know how to defend myself, I made dad enroll me in self-defense classes. I'm actually a black belt in Karate, so I'm not totally defenseless."

 

[Shayuri]

Ari eyes Isaac warily, then Camera. Finally she reshuffles the coat and nods.

"Alright. Just...I'm, a police officer, so no funny ideas, all right?

Pulling her only garment tightly around herself, Ari gets into the blue car, shivering.

"Someone want to tell me what the hell's going on?"