Anita Blake Archive 6

[Tinker]

July 8th - 11:42 am - Pack Preserve - Troy

The expanse of the clean, unmarked concrete made Troy's toes twitch. It was a perfect sea of grey, not a single blemish and she could taste how it would feel to drop her deck on the pristine surface. The time for skating would come later, she knew there were things to be discussed and fresh meat to be shared first. She concentrated on the man that had brought her here, shaking all notions of anything but politics from her head, "So where does that leave the current state of play with the leopards? Is there some unsaid peace treaty between yourselves and them as result of this little melee? Any idea where this Morvan sprung forth from? Man, listen to me. . .twenty questions girl, here."

She offered tom her prizewinning smile, she liked he man. She could sense that not only was there a great power housed in his form, but also a good and true heart, something that you didn't exactly encounter everyday.

[Maxx]

July 8th - 11:42 am - Pack Preserve - Tom

"We've got a mutual understanding,"  Tom said.  "He'd kill or die to protect his leopards and that is something we can all respect.  If it came right down to it, Lobo would tear him to shreds but we don't want that.   The leopards already have problems with the wererats.  A few years ago the rats and the cats were talking truce.  When the leopards showed up to parley, the rats attacked them.  Wiped out most of their Alphas.  They've had a slow time rebuilding and wherever he came from, Morvan is a huge shot in the arm for them.  He's really raised their bar.  And the new Rat King seems to be extending the olive branch.  Two of Morvan's leopards wandered onto rat turf by mistake and all they ended up with was an escort off the property and, if I remember correctly, one of them ended up with a wererat's phone number."  Tom chuckled.  "Yes, we know that much about what is going on with the rats.  we have a man who has them under full time surveillance."

[Tinker]

July 8th - 11:43 am - Pack Preserve - Troy

Troy chuckled and blew out her cheeks, "You certainly seem to have all your bases covered, no small wonder I was sent out to try and convince your pack that a coalition between us would be a good thing."

She scanned the landscape beyond the chainlink fence, all she could see was green and trees, her wolf stirred restlessly, desperate to burst free and run flat out, tongue lolling in the breeze. "Its beautiful out here, this is your preserve? Man, I'd love to just do a quick change and run til my heart feels like it going to explode."

She turned towards Tom, a tinge of embarrassment tinting her broad smile, "I guess I need to get out more, huh?"

[Maxx]

July 8th - 11:44 am - Pack Preserve - Tom

"Now that you're in Seattle, we'll have to do something about that,"  Tom said.  "In fact, we can probably get somebody to take you for a run after we eat."  It was subtle but there was a very slight emphasis on the word 'eat'.  "Feel like trying to keep up with an Olympian?"

[Tinker]

July 8th - 11:44 am - Pack Preserve - Troy

"Sounds like a challenge I'd more than be happy to accept.Who's you resident Olympian and what was their discipline? Wish I could categorise myself as an athlete, but you know, what? Even I can't bring myself to call skateboarding a sport, no matter how you wrap it up and present it, it still just a bunch of kids messing around."

[LadyJallyn]

Tuesday July 9th 1am- Kyle's Ranch Brandy

Brandy and Cynara chatted for a few moments politely to Marty but arrangements we made and it looked as if Cynara would have her chance for an interview and a possibly position in the club.

The girls had stayed at the club long enough for a drink but Brandy recommended heading home to get some beauty sleep.

The drive home was long but uneventful. The time was spent mainly in comfortable silence but Brandy did relay what information she could about the club and what it was like as well as recommended talking to her room mate Mellisa who also worked at the club.

Brandy brought her blazer and makeup kit inside with her and slid her heels off with a heavy sigh. "I should go grab a shower before that idiot wakes up and starts complaining about the fact that I smell like Vampire." She said quietly in reference to Morvan. "Honestly I don't know how you put up with him. Hes strong but his interpersonal people skills leave much to be desired."

[Sami]

Tuesday, July 9th - 12:06 am - the Manhattan Club - Altair and Keid

"We did try to smoke," Keid said thoughtfully.

Altair finished the thought. "Once." She giggled and didn't finish the thought, but Keid did nod.

"Once," she agreed. "Thank you for the offer." Keid smiled, and again the sisters couldn't quite make themselves identical. "We aren't bartenders, either. Not since my darling sister invented the penguin."

Altair pulled just a little bit of a pout. "Now I'm only allowed to read bartending guides." The pout melted away into another bright smile. "But this is a brand new city."

And naturally, the best way to make friends would be to get all of the local lycanthropes roaring drunk. The sarcasm was thick in Keid's thoughts, but she didn't voice it aloud, simply sharing it with Altair, whose smile didn't falter. She saw no reason to not be proud of inventing a mixed drink that could lay out even the best of weres after no more than three. The local pack didn't agree after finding out what  that many very drunken werewolves were able to accomplish before sobering up.

[Lady_Cynara]

Tuesday July 9th 1am - Kyle's Ranch - Cynara

   Cynara smirked. "You would know best about his interpersonal skills." Before Brandy could react to the smart comment Cyn spoke again. "I don't have a problem with him. When Im around him I can feel the power coming from him and it's reassuring. I spent three nights in an alley dressed in rags before he found me..." She shrugged. "I guess I feel that my loyalty is the least I can give him for saving me and bringing me somewhere where I wasn't going to be looked at as a freak."

[Goosekat]

Monday July 8th, 11:57 p.m.  - -  Jakarta  - -  Elisabeta

Elisabeta took the proffered arm and gently steered Miguel towards the hotel doors.  The doorman opened one of the glass doors and they swiftly entered, crossing the marble lobby to the bank of shiny elevators.  She reached our her free hand and push the up button on one of the panels between banks of cars.  In less than a minute a door silently slid open and they entered.  She reached out again, pushed 25 and waited for the doors to slip closed.  As the elevator started its slow climb up the shaft, Elisabeta turned to the man with her and smiled.  Slowly she ran the fingers of one hand down his face and over his chest, feeling his chest rise and fall with each breath.  The other hand moved slowly over the back of his shoulders, tracing the firm muscles that lay beneath jacket and shirt.  She let her mind empty of all thoughts, let feral feeling that had long been dormant rise to the surface.  A small purr escaped her lips as her one hand smoothly slipped over his outer thigh and around to his tight ass.  It planted itself there as the other one pulled him close.  She felt him resist a little, not much and not for long.  Their lips met in a long, slow kiss that was full of pent up passion on her part.  Elisabeta could feel him starting to respond to her, despite his earlier reluctance.

[Goosekat]

Monday July 8th , 11:37 a.m.  - -  The Park  - -  Shale

Shale started just a little when Lobo spoke.  She had been so focused on Ryan that she hadn't sensed him there.  Not a good thing.  At least she had the good sense to blush slightly when he approved of their mating.  Not she was going to give him or anyone else a choice.  Ryan and she had made a conscious choice to become mates and no one was going to stand in their way.  Anyone who didn't approve could either piss off or would find themselves in a fight they didn't necessarily want and may not even win.  She shook her head, trying to dispel such thoughts.  They followed the others to the cars and out to the preserve.  When she got out of the car she took a deep breath.  There was just barely a breeze, not even strong enough to move the tips of the grass, coming from the over the wooded land.  Her head turned sharply as she caught a very faint and very familiar smell on the stirring air.  Suddenly her stomach emanated a loud growl.  She smiled and did her best to look embarrassed. 

[Maxx]

Monday July 9th 12:03 am - Tooth & Nail - Ian

Ian shrugged.  "Fine by me.  Do you want to step out and grab a bite?  You get the wet half I get the solid half?  Smells like a big dog."  He wiped the blood off his cheeks, snarled at a wererat that had already changed and was invading his personal space.  After a moment, the rat backed down.

[Maxx]

July 8th - 11:44 am - Pack Preserve - Tom

"That would be Andrew,"  Tom answered, pointing to one of Lobo's bodyguards.  The man was six feet tall but slim, not bulky, built like a swimmer or a distance runner.  "Don't call him Andy.  He doesn't like it.  A few years before he got infected, he competed in the Olympic marathon."  Tom couldn't help but grin.  "He took bronze."

"Are you telling our guest stories without including the juicy bits?  Like the time he almost broke Lobo's jaw, before he joined us?  Or the fact that he knows more martial arts styles than half the provinces in China?"  Ryan chuckled.  "My job is to tell the Ulfric he's full of shit.  That doesn't mean you're safe Tom."

The Loki wrapped his arm around Shale's shoulders and nuzzled her neck when her stomach growled.  "Freshly butchered lamb makes us all hungry, Love.  NO need to be embarassed."

"Indeed,"  Tom said.  "I say let's go find Lobo and see if he's going to be generous and pass the woolly thing around."

[Maxx]

Tuesday, July 9th - 12:07 am - the Manhattan Club - Jules Xavier Chalice

"I will not smoke then,"  Chalice said, taking a sip of his brandy when it arrived and nodding his acceptance.  "May I ask what is in a Penguin?  Was it so obnoxious that you decided to fore go any further experiments or have you discovered the pinnacle of bartending excellence?"

He didn't seem to be in any hurry to discuss why he had asked them to the club.  In fact he seemed more than content to indulge in a little small talk.

[Maxx]

Monday July 8th, 11:58 p.m.  - -  Jakarta  - -  Miguel San Miguel

It was obvious that Miguel had experience kissing a vampire.  His tongue and lips teased around her fangs, almost but not quite applying enough pressure draw blood.  His arms circled her, strong but not inhumanly so.  He seemed more than willing to lean back against the elevator wall and pull her against him.

[Sami]

Tuesday, July 9th - 12:10 am - the Manhattan Club - Altair and Keid

Keid pressed her lips together, and Altair giggled, a little color tinting her cheeks. "Hard to remember, really."

"She didn't just make them, she also drank them," Keid said. At the time, they had still been joined. They hadn't shared nerves, but they had shared blood. And so, blood alcohol content.

"I just have a natural sense for what will taste good when you mix it together. And these were wonderful. Fruity, no real burn from the alcohol. You wouldn't even know you were getting drunk," she continued, obviously proud of her creation.

"Until you woke up the next morning in a strange room with no clothes and eight strangers of assorted genders. No one knew what they'd done the night before, but everyone was pretty sure it had to have been a good time," Keid said.

Altair shook her head, making her hair slide back over her shoulders and out of her way. "I decided to call it a penguin because when it was finished, the shot was black. Blacker than coffee. And penguins always seem so innocent, but they have to be up to something."

"I've yet to hear of a real penguin who could lay a werewolf under the table," Keid commented without glancing at her sister.

Altair only grinned. "But there are lots of them, and they seem shifty. Anyway, you can feel free to smoke. There's nothing like a good cigar, as long as someone else is smoking it."

[Goosekat]

Monday July 8th, 11:45 a.m.  - -  The Pack Preserve  - -  Shale

"It wasn't the lamb that made my stomach grumble.  There is a nice big juicy buck out there," she motioned to the forest locked behind the fence of the preserve.  "I'd say a six pointer at least."

[Tinker]

July 8th - 11:45 am - Pack Preserve - Troy

Troy cocked an eyebrow at Tom as he pointed out the pack's athlete, she watched him as he moved amongst the pack, there was no doubting that the man had all the fluid grace of someone who had dedicated a part of themselves to the discipline of a martial art. His body was lithe and lean, a scent of physical perfection teasing Troy's delicate nostrils. Subconsciously she licked her lips as she just watched the man walk. She suddenly became aware that she was staring at Andrew and was making it less than unobvious. Troy turned her attention back to Tom and smiled sheepishly, "That's Andrew, huh?" she nodded and stuck out her jaw thoughtfully, "And bronze too, eh? Wow. I'm impressed."

She felt her beast rear, its keen ears pricking forward and panting wantonly at the bronze medalist. Troy inwardly berated the predator she shared her soul with for behaving like a bitch in heat, both figuratively and literally.

She focused entirely on Tom, trying to at least regain what little control she had over her raging hormones, "I've noticed there are very few females here today, is there a particular shortage of females or just eligible females?"

[Lvciferi]

Monday July 9th 12:04 am - Tooth & Nail - Schreck

"That's alright Ian, maybe another time" said Schreck as he ran his fingers along his eyebrow. "I already ate not too long ago, feeling fine".

[Maxx]

Tuesday, July 9th - 12:11 am - the Manhattan Club - Jules Xavier Chalice

Chalice nodded his thanks for their permission.  "Then perhaps it is best that the recipe is lost,"  he said, waving over one of the stewards.  "I doubt the world is quite ready for the Penguin." 

At your service, sir,"  the young man said, his attention focused entirely on Chalice.

"Bring me a White Churchill.  Nothing for the ladies."  It was less of a request and more of a command.  If the true measure of a man is how he treats his subordinates, Chalice had a well restrained but still imperious nature.  He acted as if he was master of all he surveyed and, given the alacrity with which the young man reacted, others thought of him the same way.  In less than a minute, the Monte Cristo was in his hand.

[Maxx]

Monday July 8th, 11:46 a.m.  - -  The Pack Preserve  - -  Lobo

"If you'd rather chase down that buck, rather than eat lamb, more power to you,"  Lobo said.  "Ryan, Shale, why don't you go see if the pair of you can take it down.  Troy, if you want to join them, feel free.  Ryan can show you around, unless you'd rather get a round out of Andrew."  He chuckled.  "I've seem that look way too many times.  He's single and enjoys poetry, foreign films and live theatre.  He cooks, breeds exotic fish and speaks four languages.  No, he's not gay."

Andrew shook his head.  "You're not content being my Ulfric.  Now you want to be my social coordinator.  You forgot to mention that I snore and I'm a blanket hog."

"Trying to play matchmaker is not your job,"  Ryan said immediately.  "You're the Ulfric, our leader.  You cannot be everybody's friend.  it undermines your authority."

Lobo chuckled.  "Alright, I see your point.  That being said, if Andrew wants to show Troy around, I have no objections.  If frees my Geri from that task.  I am surrounded by my pack council on our private land.  If I'm not safe here, I never will be."

"You will be without your Loki as well,"  Ryan pointed out.

"I promise we won't let him make any major decisions,"  Tom replied.

Ryan nodded, satisfied.

"To answer your question, Troy, I'd say about a third of the pack is female.  Half of them have mates, either inside or outside the pack and in a few cases, both.  Of those that are left, I'd say half of them are multi-partner.  So, if you want to stake a claim on a popular male, expect to face a few scraps.  As you might expect, Andrew is fairly popular, if only for his stamina."

"The only time you won't face a fight is if you meet your true mate,"  Ryan said, his fingers unconsciously tracing their way up Shale's arm.  "I wasn't exactly on the top ten list but I had my admirers.  They were a little irate when Shale and I hooked up but one look at us and they all backed off.  There are just some things you can't fight."

[Sami]

Tuesday, July 9th - 12:13 am - the Manhattan Club - Keid and Altair

"There are many ways we've found the world isn't ready for us," Keid said. Her smile was still sharp, and Altair had fallen back into line with her twin. They both watched the exchange between Chalice and the steward. Their eyes tracked him, though what they were thinking was hidden behind remarkably impassive grey eyes. "The penguin was only one of the more quickly and readily apparent. And my sister has been barred from experimental bartending ever since."

It didn't seem like the two of them could always keep their expressions identical. It was more effort than it was usually worth, and Altair's gregarious nature was difficult to hide. "This is a new city, though. All sorts of things are different now."

[Tinker]

July 8th - 11:45 am - Pack Preserve - Troy

"Ha! Ha! Yeah. . .not one for subtlety, now am I?" She tried to tear her lustful gaze away from Andrew but her beast wouldn't allow her, "I'm sorry Andrew, you must tire of every other weregal salivating rather uncontrollably on you, the drool stains must be a nightmare to get out. But, just so you know, I have a soft spot for the works of Charles Baudelaire, Matsuo Basho's Haiku, the rants of Maggie Estep and of course anything Dr Seuss ever shook a stick at. I also have an extensive collection of Asian cinema and quirky no-budget indie movies on DVD and I greatly enjoy a home cooked meal. . . .and I sleep through pretty much everything and get so hot in the night I end up kicking off the covers."

Troy's broad smile had an infectious quality to it that made it difficult not to find yourself with the exact same dopey grin draped around your features. "But in all seriousness, don't let the mouth fool you, if I truly want something I  will fight for it until either whatever is in my way is a torn and bloody mess or I'm completely incapacitated."

She grimaced in slight embarrassment, "Anywaaaaaay. . .I would love to hunt, with anyone that would like to accompany me. The journey was a long one and not only could I do with the meal, the exercise would be a blessed relief."

[LadyJallyn]

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