[Rosanna Kardos] 123 not it!
to Edwin Morr, Rory
[Rory] (not it!)
[Edwin Morr] ((Blur))
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 4, 5, 5, 6, 6, 9, 10 (Success x 2 at target 8)
[Edwin Morr] ((Sneaky Bogey))
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 2, 3, 5, 6, 6, 7, 8, 9 (Success x 5 at target 6)
[Edwin Morr] It was dark… Dark in the alleyways. Dark in the streets. Dark where a Bogeyman trolled the alleyways of Chinatown. The creature called Edwin Morr by men, Leaves-No-Trace by others, periodically glanced out into the lighted streets where food and fun and worse waited. Or better… Depending on your point of view.
A lopsided grin curved Edwin’s lips, dark in kind with the overcast skies above.
~We call dis a’here game Fox ‘n’ Hound. I’m Fox. Come git me.~
He clung to the shadows, moving amidst them as though one of their own kind. And perhaps he was… More shadow than the shadows themselves. Almost impossible to see… it would force Rory to use the pack bond to feel where Edwin is.
[Edwin Morr] ((As a side note, current forecast is overcast, slight wind, 35 degrees, and fog in the ‘burbs
And that’s 5 suxx at diff 8 to find Edwin))
[Rory] The not so sneaky redhead, the one who’s the least sneaky of them all – though she’s learning, always leaning – tips her head, slightly. While she moves through the crowd easily enough – the waves parting before her, the people shying away from the rage held so tightly and so controlled, that still burns from the core of her – she still does her best not to attract undo attention. Her curls are caught under a knit hat, her pack is on her back, the rest of her clothing and not-quite warm enough coat is tattered, but still holding strong.
She chews her lower lip, searching, and doing her best to focus on the bond to find him… following the tug of pack along her spine…
(per+alert, just for kicks. Kahseeno, don’t be a whore.)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 4, 4, 5, 6, 10 (Success x 2 at target 8) [WP]
[Edwin Morr] Edwin grins wider, still moving in the darkness…
~Nope, not dere… Yer still usin’ yer eyes too much. Think ’bout who yer dealin’ wit… Really s’pose I’m gonna hide where folk’s thick’s thieves?
Oh, an’ watch yer back. Dat Asian kid’s tryin’ ta work sum’in’ outta yer pocket.~
((*ponder* I’m thinking, since it’s pack bond, I’ll give you diff = 5 on a perception + Primal Urge roll to catch him.))
[Rory] She wrinkles her nose, but first things first – she whips around to glare at the Asian kid trying to work her pocket, lips curling into a low growling snarl, sending him bolting the other way. She snorts, and then turns back, and steps out of the way, pressing her back against a wall so that she can concentrate.
She inhales, holds it, and then….
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 2, 2, 3, 6 (Success x 1 at target 5)
[Rory] …shakes her head in frustration.
Steady, Rory, steady.
He can feel her frustration, and then there’s the sense of her beating it back, stopping, thinking, and trying again.
Determined little metis…
[Edwin Morr] ~Good girl… Mad’s good when ya sees yer en’my, but mad’s uh sight dumb when it cain’t help ya kill sum’in’. Mad’s worthless ’til ya see whatcher killin’.~
He grins as he moves through the alleyways, one with the darkness. Eventually, he moves to a spot and grins more widely.
~I spy wit’ m’li’l eye, sum’in’ red’n’ fluorescent. Done up like uh woman pole-dancin’, all suggestive like.~
[Rory] He’s encouraging – which is almost as off-putting as her frustration, simply because it’s something she’s never experienced before, never understood, but it’s off-putting in a good way rather than one that beats her down. After the frustration with Keith, Edwin’s steady voice, calm and smiling enough to be heard over their link, helping rather than hindering… it’s appreciated, and bonds her even further to the foxy shadowlord.
He spys, and she snaps her eyes up – she knows that exact sign, and it’s with a mental snort that she heads for the right place – at least closer than she has been to date. Strippers. Figures.
It’s where she first met Delmar, too.
She finds the right sign, and then rather than look where the people are, she starts peering into the alleyways, the shadows, searching every nook and cranny slow but steady and sure.
[KAHSEENO DONG BE A WHORE!]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 4, 4, 8, 10 (Success x 3 at target 5) [WP]
[Rory] [Ahem. DONT even. OMFG. *L*]
[Edwin Morr] ~Getting warmer~
Edwin snakes his way from one shadow to another, only stopping for a few moments in any one place. Rory looks, her gaze almost falling upon him… And Edwin becomes stock still… His breathing slowed to non-existence.
Then, her gaze passes on… And Edwin sneaks around to her back… A finger brushing just barely her shoulder.
~Dis a’way~
((Sneaky shoulder tap))
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 1, 1, 3, 3, 4, 6, 8, 9, 10 (Success x 2 at target 6) Re-rolls: 1
[Rory] [Primal Urge + perception one more time COME ON YOU WHORE!]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 3, 4, 5, 9 (Success x 1 at target 8)
[Rory] (nothing to see here. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Kahseeno, suxx to reap…)
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 3, 4, 5, 5, 9, 10 (Success x 1 at target 7)
[Rory] Warmer, warmer, and she almost thinks she sees something and her brows furrow, but then it’s nothing and she moves her gaze on…
…but then there’s a sneaky shoulder tap, and maybe he underestimates how fast she is, how quickly she can spin, because as he barely brushes her shoulder and his voice along Totemphone sounds as intimate as a whisper in her ear, she drops to a crouching spin and swings her arm around in a quick swiping circle aiming for kneecaps…
..she feels something brush cross her fingertips, almost – but was it Edwin?
[Edwin Morr] ((Run, run as fast as you can…[Dodge]))
Dice Rolled:[ 7 d10 ] 1, 1, 2, 6, 7, 7, 9 (Success x 2 at target 6)
[Edwin Morr] ((You can’t catch me I’m the gingerbread man… [houdini trick]))
Dice Rolled:[ 8 d10 ] 3, 4, 4, 5, 5, 6, 7, 9 (Success x 3 at target 6)
[Edwin Morr] She’s fast… Very fast. But then… So is Edwin.
He grins that sly liar’s jape, dancing around the arm as it flings toward him. Then, still grinning, he disappears into the crowd once more… flowing with the currents as driftwood caught within them. First to one group, then another… Never lingering long with any one bunch of people.
~Good plan… Like yer thinkin’; y’almost had me.
Now den, I spy wit’ my li’l eye… Sum’in’ green. Whut looks like uh noodle bowl, hangin’ in uh rest’rant windah.~
[Rory] AUGH! Frustration, but it’s filled with mental laughter this time. She almost had him. So close! Those who she almost swiped in the group of people point, and shake their head, and whisper, and she ignores them all. She has one mission, and that’s to find Edwin.
So close – yet oh so far.
New spy – Green noodle bowl, which she also knows. That’s where she met Keith and saw Zeke again, with that girl, and Lukas. They eat at he Noodle Hut early in the morning, after clubbing, as it’s cheap and good, a large noodle bowl only costing $4, with your choice of pork, chicken or beef.
She heads that way at a jog, and then slows and moves through the crowd carefully, easing between people, never touching them, doing her very best to not disturb the flow, drifting, light on her feet, gaze searching the ever shifting shadows…
[srsly?!]
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 1, 3, 5, 5, 8 (Failure at target 8)
[Rory] (OH COME ON!)
Dice Rolled:[ 5 d10 ] 2, 7, 9, 10, 10 (Success x 3 at target 9)
[Edwin Morr] She swims downstream, while Edwin meanders and dances his way through the morass of humanity. Eventually, she feels a tug, a distinctive pull… Something through the pack bond just screams EDWIN!!!
He leans idly against a street lamp, shaded blue eyes watching the crowd at Rory’s approach.
[Rory] FINALLY. He’s just leaning there, watching her, and she ducks her head with that shy smile (but never lets her eyes quite leave him after she’s found him – because that would be inviting him to slip away again). There’s a crow of triumph over their shared bond as she bounces the last couple of steps and nudges him with her shoulder.
Finally!
[Edwin Morr] “Good girl… Yer gettin’ better.”
He grins that sly grin, and nods toward the door to the noodle place.
“Well, after all dat, I’m famished… Whut’s say we eat?”
He licks his lips like a wolf savoring a meal just before the taking of it, staring as he was at the delicious pictures of noodles on the menu. There is just a moment again… Just a moment where his grin screams FOX and he looks more child of their totem than a child of wolf.
[Rory] She can’t deny the rumbling of her belly. She’s perpetually hungry, and is so thin it looks like she rarely eats anyway, even on days when she does. She nods at the offer, and glances at him shyly, taking in that foxy grin of his, before tucking her hands into her pockets and heading across to the noodle shack with him.
“Almost had you thack bere – if I spad hun the other way…”
[Edwin Morr] “If’n ya had, mebbe I’d uh spun th’other way too. Dat’s th’thang folk won’t tell ya ’bout ghostin’ udders… Wherever dey go, you go. An’ if’n ya don’ wan’em turnin’ one way… Ya gotta give ’em reason ta turn th’other.
Handy ta have uh rock on hand ta throw against glass, trees, ‘r buildin’s… Lets ya turn th’target. Jes’ always ‘mem’er… target acts first. Dat puts ya at uh disadvantage, ’cause yer jes’ reactin’. Better ta take ’em out sooner’n later; gives ’em less time ta do stuff ya don’ want.”
They walk, Edwin still licking his chops merrily and eyeing the pictures of the food. Opening the door, he strolls on in with Rory following… A frown as he considers the menu, his low worn baseball cap casting his features in shadow even within the restaurant.
[Rory] Where he automatically falls into shadows under his baseball cap, there’s nothing she can do to hide her breeding, or that bright red hair, pale skin, and multitude of freckles. There’s a reason she has to work so hard to blend in, to hide, to do what comes as second nature to her Foxy brethren.
“So much ro temember.” Sometimes she feels like she’s making more steps backwards than forward. She nods though, absorbing everything he says. She doesn’t look at the menu, she doesn’t even pretend that she understands it, she just waits their turn.
“Kaw Seith again the other day.” Her brow furrows, sightly. Then… “What’s Jazz?” At least it’s music and not sex, this time, right?
[Edwin Morr] Edwin orders two orders of szechuan noodles, with spicy red peppers and beef. He pays from a rolled up wad of bills in his pocket, never taking the receipt. A short time later, the noodles arrive on a plastic tray. With a wordless nod, Edwin starts toward one of the empty booths.
“Jazz? Jazz is some strange noise whut other folk call music. Dey don’ even use uh fiddle wit’ it. So far’s I’m concerned, reckon dey c’n have’t.”
He puts a hot bowl of noodles before Rory, and then starts to dig in on his own.
“Who’s Keith?”
[Rory] She trusts him to order for her – she’d ask for whatever he gets anyway – and then follows his lead toward an empty booth. She slips her backpack from her shoulders, and nudges it into the seat beside her. She still hasn’t quite gotten used to leaving things in ‘her’ room, and her pack doesn’t look much lighter than it has in the time he’s known her. She is, however, only wearing one and a half layers under that coat though, instead of three. At least she’s starting to feel comfortable enough to leave some of her clothing at home.
He gives his opinion of jazz, and she wrinkles her nose and nods. “Oh. Le hikes it. Said I should listen.” a beat. “Also Jichael Mackson.” She has no idea who that is either.
She unzips her coat and slips out of it, laying it across her pack, before she reaches for her chopsticks and digs into her bowl of noodles too. “Filver sang. He asked a quot of lestions.”
[Edwin Morr] Edwin nods, eating a bite of spicy noodles.
“Yeah, dey do dat. Don’ trust ’em though… Dey lie worse’n me’n mine do, whut wit’ dier fake honor’n false char’cter. Dey act all holier’n thou, only ta do whut dey wanna anyway once th’chips’s down.”
Then, Edwin chuckles and shakes his head.
“As fer music, yer welcome ta listen ta whutcha want… But don’t go e’spectin’ me ta moonwalk anytime soon. If’n I ne’er hear dat pedophile wit’ th’one white glove singin’ Beat it ‘gain, it’ll be too soon.”
Edwin considers this for a few moments, nodding as he continues to eat.
“Anythin’ else happ’nin’ new fer you since our last chat?”
[Rory] She nods, slightly, taking a bite and chewing as she listens. “He wanted to whow knat I wanted in life. Pept kushing.” Frustration bleeds through her voice again, before it’s tucked away.
What else has happened. She chews her noodles, and then ducks her head with a little shy grin. “Eddie gave me a hide rome.” a beat, and then softly. “After Sol screamed at me.” she reaches up and rubs at the side of her nose, absently. “She doesn’t mike lules. Told me Eddie wasn’t more fe – like I don’t thow knat! Was just a hide rome.”
There’s some there, so new, it’s still blossoming in her. Anger at being treated badly when she was not in the wrong.
[Edwin Morr] Edwin scratches the back of his neck in thought, considering her words as he chews on a bite. Then, after swallowing, he speaks…
“Yeah… Some folk ain’t got th’sense not ta git mad at kids fer stuff deir folks done. Like blamin’ th’kid’ll cause dem whut done’t ta suffer.
Fer whut it’s worth, might jes’ be ‘er gittin’ pissy ’cause th’kid in ‘er belly’s becomin’ uh might troublesome. Gals git nasty when dey’s pregnant. Our kin’ even moreso.”
Edwin frowns, taking another bite of noodles, chewing in silence for a short time more before speaking again.
“Still… If’n she done ya wrong, yer free ta go git ‘er, if’n ya want. Challenge, if’n ya want.
I’ll back yer play down th’road. But if’n ya do challenge, make sure ya got me’r Delmar, ‘r Annie ‘roun’. I don’ wanna lose nob’dy ’cause we got caught wit’ our pants down.”
[Rory] She furrows her brow, slightly, thinking it over, and then… shakes her head.
“Not now. She apologized for jumping te thrigger.” And while it didn’t make it feel any better, really, at least Sol had done that. And her reward was an evening with Eddie. She shrugs her shoulder and digs into her bowl of noodles again with a grin.
“I’ll remember.” To have someone have her back. It’s damn nice to have someone have her back.
[Edwin Morr] ((Fades them here. Thanks for some fun rp :) ))