Title: Outsider Moving In...
Description: Liaden explores the Park...
Liaden Aisling - November 1, 2008 03:15 AM (GMT)
Her tail twitched ever so slightly as she watched the bird picking at the grass in search of seeds or anything else that seemed appetizing. Liaden was downwind and quiet as, well... a stalking cat... as she watched the tiny animal meander about in it's almost pointless existence. The werecat waited patiently, so very patiently, until at last she saw its little muscles start to move in preparation to take flight. It was at that moment that the caracal lycan sprang forward with the speed and grace her feline form was known for. The bird lifted off in flight, but all hope seemed to be lost for the little creature as its heart began to pound so hard you would think it would burst from its feathered chest.
Liaden wasn't hunting for the kill though and her paws, quite capable of catching the bird in mid-flight, closed around open air only centimeters behind it. She was satisfied to let it get away, having only been seeking the thrill of the hunt. The momentary adrenaline high achieved, she fell back to the ground and sauntered lazily onward in her exploration. She knew full well she was on land used by the Aldenville pack, their scent was all over the place, though fainter than she would have thought. Perhaps she was on the outskirts of their territory. Either way, that faint scent gave her some sense of comfort, perhaps she wouldn't run into any...
Trouble? The tawny-coated cat paused suddenly, her tufted ears flicking once as she turned to look around. Had she just heard a noise? Liaden's nostrils flared as she took in the scent particles floating on the wind, was she up or downwind of whatever she had heard?
Adrian Vega - November 1, 2008 03:49 AM (GMT)
Adrian had been back in town for only a few days was still in the process of healing but since he had a chance to rest and go out into the park he did catch a whiff of something, a feline. He was tempted to follow it, it wasn't familiar nor did it remind him of any type of feline he'd encountered before and had run into some new feline breeds since his travels, he even came across a lion who reminded him a lot of Dominic; Tall, old, and a little full of himself, almosting forgetting of the scent he had caught Adrian fell back into the real world and started towards the path of whatever it was that he might run into... Hopefully this creature wasn't easily threatened because he was in no shape to fight or even run. If this feline wanted a fight though, she or he would get one.
Silently he stalked the feline's scent, still trying to find the source, it grew stronger though, not wanting to risk a fight Adrian climbed up a tree, struggle as his ribs weren't fully healed and he was sure that one of them was not even partcially healed, it's why he avoided transforming into his wolf form. He still managed to silently jump from one tree to the next without making even a peep. He finally saw where the scent was coming from, a small feline. Her form made the Mountain Lions in these parts look large, apparently she wasn't part of the large cat family which made Adrian chuckle lightly. The form wasn't even slightly intimidating, his senses slightly less sharp. Adrian let himself be heard by the small cat.
He noticed how she let the small bird slip through her grasp intentionally, maybe it was safe to go down and introduce himself to her, she didn't seem to be a threat to him or any of the pack members and if she wasn't a threat than she could be a potiental friend or even possibly an ally. He jumped from the tree top landed roughly, he held his wounded side and slowly stood up straight. Adrian approached her slowly knowing she might be threatened by the wolf, "Hi," he said as politely as possible, "Are you new to the city? I'm the Beta of the pack and I mean you no harm," he was a few yard away and wouldn't get any closer respecting the distance, "If you wish to speak you could go behind those bushes," he pointed to her left, "and I'll give you my coat," he un-buttoned the black jacket and laid it down, "If you want," he watched her for any signs of resistance.
Liaden Aisling - November 1, 2008 04:26 AM (GMT)
Liaden heard him before she saw him. She watched him drop from the tree limb, a rough landing that shouldn't have hurt him as badly as it appeared to. He had been wounded recently enough that his injuries hadn't healed completely and still appeared to be bothering him quite a bit. He might not be too much of a threat if he attacked, of course, that didn't appear to be what he intended to do anyway.
She took in his scent again. It had been a few years since she had gotten a good whiff of that familiar wolfish scent; she had done well at avoiding other lycans for a good while, but to be in the presence of another like herself again, it was oddly reassuring. She had almost started to forget that she wasn't alone. Now here he was, an all-too-real reminder of the pack life she had left behind.
"Hi" He spoke, and she understood. Her head tilted to the right as she watched him and listened. "If you wish to speak you could go behind those bushes, and I'll give you my coat." Liaden watched him set his jacket on the ground and, for a moment, she just sat there looking from him to the jacket. Her right ear flicked once more and then she eased over to the jacket, picking it up by the collar much like a mother feline would pick up her kitten. Dragging the jacket unceremoniously behind her, Liaden made her way into the bushes.
Some rustling and a groan later, the lycanthrope emerged in her human form, the jacket pulled tight around her form and hiding what nature had graced her with. She tilted her head left and right, popping the bones along the top of her spine, and rolled her shoulders before shaking the transformation off. "You should have just walked, there was no need to exacerbate the injury," she commented softly with a nod to his wounded ribs.
Adrian Vega - November 1, 2008 04:59 AM (GMT)
She took a few steps in his direction, he was wary of what her intentions were as she moved closer he wasn't at 100% but he wouldn't let himself be brought down if the situation forced him to defend himself, she picked up the jacket though and the tensed muscles relaxed as she headed off where he pointed out to go and changed back to her human form, he sighed. No fighting today, he grimaced, thinking of the things he had to do in the last month, it made him sick of all the violence in the world.
He laughed at the comment that she made, "Thanks but I couldn't risk it, you could've been a threat, someone going after the pack and I couldn't risk it, like I said," he explained to her. Adrian was normally a trusting man but as of late he just wasn't there to give anyone or anything the benefit of the doubt. He started to understand why Frederick was such a mess lately, the world was an ugly place and he hadn't seen him since he'd returned from his trip.
The girl, like he expected she would be since most felines were female, was petite and also very attractive although it didn't quite catch his interest. He wasn't really sure where to start, she was obviously a little older than most lycans with the ability to transform at will, which was a difficult task. She didn't seem to be looking for a fight either, she would have to have been a pack member to be old enough to hold control, "Do you have buisness here?" he hated sounding like some kind of drone but he couldn't show kindness until he was sure that it was okay that there was nothing to worry about.
Adrian half smiled at the fact his coat, which was a snug fit on him, draped over the girl like a dress. She had a kind but serious face and Adrian didn't really see the point in trying to put up a tough front when there was obviously no need to, "I'm Adrian, and you are?" it was also important he learned her name. Maybe she was part of a pack and he could find out more about her thourgh research, although it hardly ever worked. He walked closer to her, taking her hand; he gently and quickly kissed it and looked up at her for a brief moment, "So, is there any reason why you chose to stop here in Aldenville?" he asked again, feeling like a broken record.
Liaden Aisling - November 1, 2008 05:25 AM (GMT)
It was a sensible explanation, and one that she understood all too well. She waited in silence as he spoke, taking the time to examine him more closely as she listened. He was handsome and attractive in the semi-rugged manner, but not her type. She couldn't quite place her finger on why, though. She listened to the questions he asked and the statements he made, making note of them so that she could answer and respond in one go.
There was a moment of silence after his introduction followed by, "The name is Liaden, Liaden Aisling," she introduced herself. Her body tensed and the hand he reached for flinched, not out of fear, but more out of habit. Some habits die hard, and she had never quite learned to stop flinching when people made motions toward her. Once his intentions were established, she relaxed again and raised one eyebrow as she watched him. Chivalry was a dying quality amongst men and it surprised her.
"No business really," Liaden spoke again, shaking her head, "I'm just tired of wandering and this seems like as good a place as any to settle." The truth, but no more information than he had requested. She had no desire to divulge her life story to a stranger, and if he wanted to know everything there was to know about her that badly, well, he could attempt to backtrack her life story all the way to Ireland. If he went that far, she'd be surprised and doubted that there would be much for him to find. Her father's pack had scattered to the four winds, but there might just be one or two members left in her hometown.
Adrian Vega - November 1, 2008 06:26 AM (GMT)
It seemed every girl that Adrian had met lately was either really un-comfortable around men or had a lot of trust issues as she tensed up at his movements to introduce himself properly. It made him laugh, maybe it was just his luck to meet woman that were paranoid and un-comfortable with any sudden movments, maybe one day he'd get accquianted with a girl who doesn't fear his politeness, he brushed the thought from his mind, "I swear this place attracts anything that isn't human," he joked, she probably didn't understand it but she would soon enough if she decided to call Aldenville her home.
Adrian really didn't know what else to ask her. It seemed that she just was wanering and decided to call his place home for a while, it was more often than not that this would happen, and since all seemed in order Adrian really didn't feel the need to badger the poor feline with anything un-nessacary but he still wanted to know her, find out what he could just to make sure she was not planning to wipe out the pack or turn everyone on the city against each other or to just get on anyone's bad side.
"So, why did you think Aldenville was the city for you?" Adrian asked, he might as well figure out why nearly any supernatural with legs and some form of tranportation always found themselves in the hell disguised as a city.
Where to start, where to start? There had to be something that he could talk to her about or maybe learn from her but nothing came to mind. Had it really been that long since he tried to make a new friend? It wasn't a surprise to him if he couldn't interact with people anymore, the last few weeks for him were nothing but a struggle to survive or a trap to learn something new about this citiy's enemies, he didn't realize what such a short time in the battle field could do to someone. He pointed in the direction of the pack house, "If you'd like we could go to the pack house, maybe find some clothes? Unless you have it laying around here," he inquired but wasn't particularly looking for an answer, "Maybe we could get to know each other better?" he offered his hand of friendship, metaphorically speaking of course.
Liaden Aisling - November 1, 2008 06:54 AM (GMT)
Lia's head tilted in question at his laugh, wondering what was so amusing, and then she realized that it must have been her jumpiness. At his comment about the sort that Aldenville attracted, she assumed that he was talking about lycanthropes and vampires and whatever else went bump in the night. That meant that the pack might not be the only thing she'd have to deal with and that was not a pleasant thought, in fact, it was a thought that she frowned at in the brief moment of silence that followed that statement.
The frown remained as Adrian started asking more questions. Poor Lia, she really wasn't much of a talker, maintaining interesting conversation was not her forte. "It... uh... seemed... I don't know," she finally stated in response to his first question. She really had no clue why she'd settled in Aldenville and she pointed this out to him, "I really don't know why I settled here." Perhaps it was because it reminded her of home in some way, or perhaps it was something else, she might never know. "I guess it reminds me of home," she'd provide that as an explanation for now.
When it came to clothes, she had none with her. Due to her smaller size, she was free to come and go as she pleased in her cat form without worrying about someone seeing her and screaming, 'Oh my god, it's some ferocious wild cat!' Liaden was small enough that she could get around without being noticed at all by those who weren't looking. She'd gotten into the habit of leaving her clothes in whatever room or apartment she was residing in, she'd apparently have to change that habit. "I left my clothes at my place," she smiled sheepishly, "but I suppose we could go to your pack's house."
Honestly, she didn't really like the idea of being in a strange house with a stranger, and possibly other strangers. Liaden wasn't trusting of anyone, man, woman, or child. However, the lycan couldn't just flat out refuse, that would be rude, she also didn't want to stand around chatting with nothing but Adrian's jacket on. Clothes would be a decidedly good thing to have at that point. "Lead the way."
Adrian Vega - November 4, 2008 12:58 AM (GMT)
He just nodded at her reason for staying in this place. Maybe it reminded every creature that bumped in the night of home, he guess he could see why, it was a calm place when no one was commiting crimes or trying to eat people and it was one of the larger metropolis in the country, "Well, that's a reason," he responded to her comment after his little thought rant. Her frown was un-settling but he wasn't going to ask about, he tried to fight his habit of budding into everyone's buisness although he would ask her about it later if she remembered this conversation when they got to the house.
Adrian was amused at her lack of preparation while going out in her animal form, it was rare to see someone who wouldn't bring clothing with them when they wnt out to release some stress unless it was one of the pack members who lived right around the corner, "It's probably a good idea that when you go out, you bring clothes with you. It makes it easier for a quick change where you are," it was always good to be prepared he thought. Adrian kept his eyes on her thoughtfully, wondering what would happen to her if the city fell into choas and a war broke out. The possibilty of a war was un-settling...
"And I shall," he smiled at her, with friendly blue eyes. He started on the path to the pack house, not really sure what to talk about or if there really was anything to talk about but an akward silence would not help the estranged sense that was already between the two, "So, what do you do?" he asked the first question that popped to his head, really lost at any subject to speak of, which was certainly a rarity in Adrian. He turned further right and closer to the out-skirts of the park thinking whether Mia, or Ele where at the house. Mia probably wouldn't mind but Ele wasn't too kind with rogues, esspecially female felines.
Liaden Aisling - November 5, 2008 03:36 AM (GMT)
She'd keep his note about bringing clothes in mind. She'd have brought clothes with her to begin with if she'd anticipated running into someone. Liaden just wasn't the type to anticipate having to change back though because she usually tried to avoid others where possible. The feline was in the city now though and some of her habits would have to change. She herself might have to change, the city was a rough place. Either way, Liaden followed along beside Adrian, glancing at him occasionally, she didn't seem to mind the silence.
Then he broke it by asking her what she did. "Photography. I've been meaning to go by the police department and see if they need a crime scene photographer, other than that, my services are available for special occasions and I sell photos to various publications and other customers," yeah, that just about covered it all. She'd sell a photograph to anyone who would buy it really.
((OOC: I apologize for the short post. Like I said, I haven't been feeling well and I'm pretty tired. My brain just isn't all here.))