|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 6:46 pm
(( Oh Gawd. I feel for you. I'm tiny and I play soccer. I'm like 115 lbs and 5'5" so I'm kind of average-tiny-ish and people two times my size have just wasted me. That being said I've wasted people twice my size before as well ... O.O ))
Meredith studied the menu and was content to order something that suited her vegetarian diet. She was probably one of the strangest lycans alive, eating only veggies when a wolf's staple diet was raw meat and such. Of course, she preferred to think of herself as a human as opposed to a wolf anyhow so it didn't really bother her that her vegetarian meal was probably strange to most. She ordered a salad and a ton of sweet potato fries, which she loved. The huntress was probably going to end up ordering more since she was starving but that was what she was going to stick with ordering for now. She looked up from her menu, however, at the unexpected addition of Matt joining them and figured he'd might as well come eat with them too. She wasn't one to hold grudges or leave someone out so she was more than willing to pay for Matt's meal if he wanted one, too. "Hey Matt. You should sit down with us and grab a bite to ea- Or not ..." She watched him run off taking his phone call or whatever it was.
She looked over to James and raised an eyebrow when she caught James staring at her with his dual-coloured eyes. They were strange considering red and blue really clashed together in her opinion but they didn't bother her all that much aside from the clashing factor. She was accustomed to Veroen's crimson eyes so people with strange eye colours really weren't all that strange to her anymore since she'd seen so many of them these days. Eyes were always fun to look at and they were fun to fiddle around with if you happened to like contacts as well. She noted that James had shut his eyes, however, though and watched him even as he skimmed through the menu for something to eat or drink or whatever he was going to get. "Yo something up, James? You seem kind of off. I mean, you're drunk and all but you seem I dunno, you're acting weird I guess. Maybe that's just the way you are, I wouldn't know but yeah."
"Well," Meredith said with a chuckle as she looked around the table at everyone there, "aren't we the strange slightly dysfunctional group of the century? Nice to see weirdos can unite, I suppose. Order up, those of you who eat." She smiled and playfully pinched Veroen, catching him glaring at James. None of them were allowed to enter the bar with weapons so they'd been searched before hand and had been forced to deposit whichever weapons they'd possessed on their person. She wasn't too worried about losing to James in a fist fight, she could hold her own in street fights when she'd been a human and she was a lycan now so it'd probably only be a lost cause for James. It was never nice to judge ahead of time, though, and she supposed she should take him just as seriously as she did anyone else at the table.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 6:50 pm
Peter sat down at the table, he glazed through the menu looking for anything that was large, roasted, and use to have a mother. Meat.. he's mouth started to water as he sat, his back straight and posture upright. "what to get, what to get..." he mumbled to himself.. he wish someone here had been to this place before. he always liked an experienced taster to direct him into the direction of the best meal.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:07 pm
James slowly looked up. "Im not drunk, I simply smell of it." He looked back down as he continued to speak. " Besides Miss Eden what gives you any reason to suspect I am anything but in my best of health?" The blue eye started to fade toward purple as he spoke and read. He looked up again toward her and it turns back to blue.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:11 pm
Peter watched James interactions. and his eyes without blinking.. then shook his head and turned to a nearby waiter. "excuse me, I'll have the roast lamb, and.. water. nothing else to drink. thank you. Any one else?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:19 pm
"Or so you say. I'm not trusting your judgement when you're carrying a bottle of whiskey around or whatever that is. And I think you're not in your best health because you're a hot head who shoots before asking any questions. My shoulder was a testament of that before it healed." She watched him as she took a sip of water that the waiter brought her and eyed him strangely when his blue eye changed to purple. Was it some sort of trick on his part or what was up with the whole changing eye colour thing? Sure she'd seen it before but it was unusual to see only one eye change colour at once for her. "What's with the blue eye turning purple? Are you another one of those people where your eye colour indicates your mood or something? Or are you just trying to freak me out or something? Because believe me, I've seen scarier than some drunk boy in a cowboy hat that's shot me through the shoulder."
When the waiter returned and Peter placed his order she decided to speak up since she was going to grab a bite to eat. It was the whole entire reason she was here in the first place and it never hurt to bond with a few hunters that were friends and coworkers. Of course, she wasn't about to consider Peter a friend just yet and he was far from family but the kid seemed alright from what she'd gathered from him after his lapse in judgement. She was noticing that he actually seemed pretty subtle and shy as opposed to overly aggressive so she wondered what had gotten into him. Instead of staring at him wondering, though, she took another sip of water and turned to place her order. "I'm getting the house caesar salad and I'll get some sweet potato fries with those. Put all of that on one bill, please, it's all on me."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:24 pm
Veroen was indeed silent for quite some time. The only reaction he made to anything was when Edith pinched him playfully. He looked over at her and grinned, but said nothing.
He took notice of James' interest in Edith.
He broke his silence, while not replying to Peter's inquiry about who will order what.
"So why are you interested in Edith so much James? You ask a lot of questions, and your attention seems to be focused on her. Care to explain why you were tracking her in the first place?"
He said this with a smooth tone in his voice, and a content looking face as he took another slow drag of his cigarette, and blowing the smoke upward, and away from everyones face, out of respect.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:26 pm
(edited)
Peter nodded his thanks to Eden, though he could have covered easily it was a guesture of hospitality from one leader to a new hunter, one that had broken the rules, and he wouldn't dare be so rude to not accept. leaned back in the chair comfortably, Peter hadn't had any weapons taken from him, he carried none. So the no weapon rule didnt affect him in the slightest.. Personally he believed that a fighters best weapons where their body and mind if kept in mint condition. He had spent most of his hunting years without holding a weapon, relying only on his speed, strength, and wit. When on the middle of a battle field, having to fight through the front line to get to his target, Peter would shift only as the last resort... though on the battle field.. when being cornered and shot at by German tanks.. and bombs sending shards of metal through your legs as you ran.. and snipers trying to pick you off every time you raise your head... at times like that peter allowed the use of a few hand granades or a rifle or two.. but only under war like conditions would he allow himself rely on such weapons.. he leaned back in the chair watching the interaction between James and Veroen. He would not step in if anything happened, unless of course. Eden asked him to. He respected the vampire's strong approch and confidence. as well as control.. but understood James's resurved attitude. taking in information being observent and studying those of strength around you..
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:27 pm
A slender figure gracefully sauntered into the establishment, her slender arms raised above her head in a luxurious stretch. A soft yawn found its way past her glossy lips and for a moment one could almost see the tips of a pair of fangs. But the depths of her mouth was shadowed far too much for someone to be certain.
Her arms lowered to her sides and a pair of dark eyes flickered open, her pupils engulfed within the pair of inky irises.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:36 pm
James frowned at her comment. "It turned purple?...I dont think I've ever noticed or been told it does that." He looked toward Veroen. " Mister ...im sorry I have a hard time with names. My interest is simplying instinct. She is wolf and my leader. So best defense here is to know more about her. As for the tracking...well I didnt realize it was her again. I dont track lik,e most hunter....yeah lets leave it like that. And well I usually try to remember all the wolves that live in an area, I have a hard time doing this here because there are a lot and Ive tracked a few friendlies by mistake a couple times as of late....and to add to this I will admit. I am not at my best right now...." He set the menu down gently. " But dont think that means I am simply a weak human. I've been fighting wolves for a while. I will say this only once. I am not in my thirties as my body looks. Im 83. I know this isnt very old compared to most creatures of the night, but humans dont live this long and look as I do. "
He turned toward the waiter and ordered a very rare steak and a glass of any blood they might serve. He sighed, then took a deep breath and let it out. "Im sorry if i seem worked up tonight. I am not a very social person and being near to wolves makes me very.....uneasy I guess would be a good word for it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:48 pm
Meredith could sure as hell fight without the use of a weapon but she preferred to have them handy seeing as she liked to have her targets brought down quickly like back in the alleyway. Had she restorted to physically attacking them those vampires would have simply wasted the human they'd been targetting while she would have only taken one down. Instead, she'd managed to dust all five of them probably under a minute and then she'd been able to get back to her business so it was really more for convenience sake that she possessed guns at all. She also had her axe back when she'd been a human and simply stuck with it because it was convenient and easy to slip away with the remarkable adjustments made to it. Having been a street fighter, though, she had a daily routine in which she trained and assured she kept herself physically fit in the occasion she might require her body as a weapon in itself.
The huntress turned to Veroen and watched him for a moment as he spoke though her gaze quickly fell back to James in order to see what his response to Veroen's question would be. He hadn't been THAT interested in her, he'd simply possessed more interest in her than anyone else there. Maybe he was worried that asking Veroen about him or Peter about himself would make him look gay or something. It was kind of funny he was talking to her the most seeing as she was a lycan and the other two weren't so she'd assume he'd prefer to talk to them over her. Maybe she was wrong, though, and he preferred her for some reason. Whatever it was they were bound to hear ti when he decided to cough up the answer to Veroen provided he wasn't too offended to answer or anything like that.
While she was waiting for James' response she noticed a new person walk into the bar. She was a lot smaller than Meredith was and was stretching for whatever reason as she walked into the bar. The girl was yawning as well which struck Meredith as odd seeing as though she was walking into a bar so perhaps she would show more enthusiasm about it than she was. Perhaps she was one of those typical drunks but then Meredith registered the fangs from the yawn and decided otherwise. She was an expert by now at catching a glint of fangs and it was easy enough for her to tell not to mention the scents were different from those of humans as well. It wasn't all that difficult to tell, she was a hunter and had to know these kinds of things.
Her attention, however, soon turned back to the conversation and listened to James reaction to her telling him that his eye had turned purple and she frowned when he told her his eye had never done so before. She continued to listen as he responded to Veroen and explained he wasn't at his best as of late and had tracked a few other hunters by mistake as well. "Perhaps you are not at your best because you're trotting around drinking all the time and it's affecting your ability to hunt, hm? I'd say that's a pretty fair guess wouldn't you? As for defense, I'm not going to attack you. You were the one who shot me if I recall so I don't see why you figure you'd have to defend yourself from me unless you're planning to shoot me again. I'll be pissed off if you pull that kind of s**t again." She let out a small growl but nothing more.
"Wow ... You can be nice? Amazing. You just apologized to me. Apology accepted. And if you don't want to be here then why did you accept the invite here? I can understand if you don't want to come along, I'm not going to get offended or put you on the hunter black list or anything if you don't want to have a meal with me." She was pretty amazed that the rude hunter had offered her an apology of all things. At least he admitted that he wasn't overly social and that he wasn't really comfortable around her because she was a wolf. "And I hope you realize that I was a human not all that long ago. I'm the former leader's little sister too so I'm not about to fly the coop and choose the lycans over the hunters. Some of these hunters are my closest family and some are really good friends and some I have yet to know but would still protect as if they were my own flesh and blood. Got me?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 7:53 pm
Veroen let out a soft chuckle at James' words. This man was somewhat impressive for a human. He could also relate to the man's dislike of Lycans. Besides Edith, Veroen did not completely trust most Lycans. In fact, that was once his job. Killing and hunting the beasts throughout time, never able to satisfy his thirst for revenge. Veroen felt a small glimmer of sympathy for the man, though that did not change his attitude towards him. Veroen said nothing, but kept an eye on the man.
However, during the conversation, Veroen was not oblivious to the girl who entered the building. A vampire by her scent. A little overconfident it seemed as well. Veroen had seen her kind all too often before. Overconfident, too sure of themselves, and even selfish at times. Typical behavior from most Vampires.
Veroen paid no attention to her.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 8:00 pm
James blushed when she asked why he'd even come along. Right then a growl issued from him, but it was his belly and not his throat that had made it. "Well...mostly I've yet to eat in..well I dont know. And Miss Eden I will assure you I do not spend my time drunk as you may think. I usually hunt sober....that night was simply a night i was wondering drunk and I felt-....i mean stumbled upon you. I had not clue that you were the Hunter Leader if you remember...And i dont normally give prey the chance to plead for their lives. If that was the case wolves would all be sheep. And while you say you were human once. the fact is you arent now." His gaze hardened a bit. "Fact is Miss Eden, A wolf is a wolf is a wolf." He looked back toward Veroen. "Tell me vampire, if I may be so bold, why is it you are siding with hunters and a wolf?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 8:07 pm
For those who believed the woman was a Vampire, they were terribly wrong. And considering the situation.. the fact that her piqued senses could pick up on the topic of discussion, it was fairly surprising how well her blank expression took form. Her face was pale and the darkness of her eyes often gave her the appearance of an eerie porcelain doll. Her soundless saunter was definitely proud though there were no other indications to point out her true form. Her scent was that of a human's perfume. She wasn't stupid.
The girl sauntered right up to the bar counter of the establishment and slid onto the seat of a bar stool, one creamy leg crossing over the other as she blatantly flipped her silken blue locks over her shoulder.
She was definitely arrogant, that was for sure.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 8:09 pm
A smile played at the corner of Veroen's mouth at this question.
"My Vampire Coven has let me down. Betrayal is as good as any reason to not side with your own kind. I do not side with Hunters. I side with Edith."
He said bluntly. It was true. Alasdair had betrayed him for loving a human. Well, not a human anymore at least. As difficult as it was for him to handle Edith being a Lycan and pregnant with another Lycans child, he still loved her. He couldn't change the fact that she shared a child with Ceon, who Veroen wished many times to kill, but he loved her regardless.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 8:17 pm
To be honest Meredith was pretty confused, if this guy was a human then how did he look this young if he was eighty-four? She wasn't all that concerned about the matter but it didn't make one spot of sense to her. However, the fact continued to bother her and she knew it'd bug her until she asked because she knew he was not fully human by any means. She could sense the wolf in him as easily as he could sense it in her and it made her wonder why he hated them so much if he was one. "So if you're eighty-three how is it that you look this young if you're a human? That ain't physically possible, I would know, I was one of those at some point, too. You reek of wolf almost as much as I do so something must have gone down. Maybe that's why you hate wolves, because you're partly one or at least you smell a hell of a lot like one."
Upon seeing James blush Meredith simply smirked and became all the more interested in his reason for bothering to come. Why would he be embarrassed about coming along if he didn't have anything to hide? Surely he'd open his mouth up and let her know the reason for his blushing. "So you have the time to get yourself piss drunk and shoot at people that gave you no reason to shoot at them but you don't have enough time to eat. That sounds like an alcoholic if ever I've heard of or seen one. Anyhow, this isn't about you drinking alcohol, this is about you coming here. Why would you be embarrassed about not eating in a while if you don't mind me asking? I wouldn't blush if I hadn't eaten in a while, sure there's not some other reason you came and decided to tag along?" She smirked again and gave him a pixie-like smile. She was a trouble maker when she wanted to be.
"Alright if you're going to be that way a wolf is a wolf is a wolf and if you smell like one that must mean you're one too, then. That must automatically mean you're here for some other reason, maybe you're spying on us. You see where assumptions get you and simply categorizing people simply because they happen to be different? Yeah, my body changed and I can bark or whatever it is a lycan does now but I'm still me with a slightly altered body. Sure it's permanent and I can't change it but give me a break, Jeez. Not all lycans are bad, you know." She rolled her eyes at his attitude, not taking a liking to how quickly he was to conclude that she was a wolf and that meant she shouldn't run the hunters. If he had a problem with her doing so then he was free to but he wasn't about to get a new leader anytime soon either.
Meredith smiled upon hearing Veroen's response to James and she gently squeezed his hand and went to say her own part. "This bad boy's with me so you're gonna have to deal with his sass as well, James. It's the sad fact of life. By the way, he's off limits, you're not allowed to hunt him or I'll see to it personally that you're put down. I am a hands on person so trust me, it would not take long at all." She knew that Veroen was hurt by Alasdair's betrayal and she still felt bad about it as well as in regards to him and his former lover. She'd managed to cost Veroen his eye and she was a lycan now, something he'd learned to detest over the years and pregnant with another guys' kid and he was still there with her. He was absolutely amazing and she was not about to forget the sacrifices which he had made for her sake and she was not about to let someone walk all over him either.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
