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Post by Lanie on Jan 8, 2010 0:24:06 GMT -5
Spir huffed, trying to think of exactly where to start. She was one to think things out before she started talking. "I was passing through and happened to meet up with Reverend there," she nodded at him, keeping up her facade of indifference. "I happened to be on a less-then-stable ledge, he jumped up to investigate, and it all came crashing down." She tilted her head, a flash of anger in her next statement. "Is that enough of a story for you, Tamyran?" she said rhetorically, lifting herself in a stance of defiance that exaggerated what she was feeling.
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Post by Talen on Jan 16, 2010 11:17:08 GMT -5
The defiant way Spir was acting made Tayran annoyed. But she was getting what she wanted, the story (or was she?) so she thought she'd let the loner keep her pride and attitude. Paxton circled around Spir, and in one swift motion he flowed through Spir's head, invading her and seeing the truth. That Reverend hadn't been hurt by Spir. He informed her, though made no mention of Spir's desire to conquer some wolves. He was smirking.
Tamyran sighed. "Yes. I see. Anjou, Aksha, we need to focus on Reverend now. Let Spir go." They might not understand that Tamyran knew Spir wasn't lying, they may be angry. But they ought to trust their alpha anyway. She hoped they would. And with no further suspition, Paxton wouldn't bother to tell her of the evil forming in Spir's mind.
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Post by lythiumjinn09 on Jan 16, 2010 18:54:50 GMT -5
"Agreed." Anjou nodded, she felt weird about letting that loner go, but her alpha had the better perception. She nodded and stood aside.
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Post by Lanie on Jan 16, 2010 20:53:56 GMT -5
For a moment Aksha wanted to rebel, something she hadn't felt inside her wanting to find out more, but it seemed to be quashed as she looked down at Reverend again. "We should find some way to get yousomewhere safer," she said tiredly, looking up at the passages on the mountainsides. Most of the mountains wasn't exactly a friendly place, but if they could get him to a recognizable place he might remember.
Spir watched as Tamyran spoke to her pack, and for a moment allowed her gaze to slip past her to the still Reverend. She backed away on three legs, still attempting to retain some of her grace, while her mind was tracking elsewhere. She looked back and forth between the three of them, always gravitating towards Reverend again, as her mind was calculating. She refused to allow herself to show or feel any pity, and instantly her mind needled around the troubling stitch. She sure wasn't going to go walking away, but she had to come up with a good excuse that settled her other then pure sentimentalism. Hm. Well, he was mentally vulnerable, you know, all amnesia'd and all. And she was the first person he'd seen when he'd woken up. Maybe not as impressionable as a pup, but... She looked back a final time before she turned around to look at the wastes she'd come from only minutes ago. It seemed like a much brighter place to her, now that she had a plan.
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I am a killjoy, from detroit. I drink from a well of rage.
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Post by Eastern on Jan 17, 2010 13:58:10 GMT -5
Reverend was grateful towads Aksha and Anjou. An any other situation, he would have smiled at them for their kindness, but his face remained grave. He breathed a sigh of relief when Aksha introduced herself. At least she wasn't asking any questions, or offended that he couldn't remember her. He lead his head back, and flinched from the pain. He closed his eyes. "I don't think that I can walk." He admitted, his voice weak. "Just...just let me sleep for awhile." he consciousness slowly slipped away, the pain was pushed away until he would next open his eyes.
ooc: SORRY!!!! -_-; Im a terrible person I know! -whimper-. I shall try to get on more, it should be easier in two weeks or so. (midterms are here. Ugh.)
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