[Marni] There is a condo in Lake View. Inside that condo, is a Kin that Marni has been very close to – too close, according to some. Inside, there is a pool, and a hot tub, and silk sheets and all the fucking sex she could possibly want…
…yet Marni is outside. Across the street, sitting on the top of a dumpster in the shadows, working her way through a plate of convenience store nachos with all the toppings, and a large, shockingly blue slurpee. The container of the former is held in her hands, that of the latter between her thighs as she sits there, criss-cross applesauce, in her jeans and sweatshirt, as if she is the queen of all she surveys.
She looks like she could use a shower. And she eats like she hasn’t in a week – maybe a month. And she’s not exactly paying attention to her surroundings, either.
[Matthieu] The sleek black sedan pulled into the little store and out he stepped. Dressed in a t-shirt and blue jeans but despite the casual dress something about him screamed out and not only suggested but outright demanded attention. The fact that the young man was Garou was more than obvious, he ight as well hang up a sign announcing his presence to the world but the world was oblivious to the blood of kings. It wasn’t, however, oblivious to their money.
He was speaking on a cell phone. Not just speaking but arguing, he appeared to be frustrated over something and had pulled over to get himself off the road. He was arguing with someone about a delivery, the delivery of his belongings it would seem. They were late and he was apparently demanding that the individuals on the other end simply sidestep whatever obstacles were in their way and deliver what was promised.
He didn’t appear to notice Marni at first. His phone call had all his attention for the moment.
[Marni] The car pulls up, the man gets out, and dark eyes lift from the tasty tasty treat as she licks her fingers clean of the goopy chillicheesy mess. She doesn’t seem to notice – or care – that her fingers are dirty underneath. Nope, she simply keeps watching, and digs in for another bite.
His breeding is noted. The Rage is as well. But it’s his demeanor that garners a snort, as she chews, swallows, licks her fingers, than goes for a gulp of her blueberry slurpee.
And she watches – because NOT watching a fuckin’ fang is never an option.
[Matthieu] He snort is what brought him pause. He blinked his eyes twice then drew in a slow and deep breath.”I really honestly could not care what the problem is. You get my belongings here now!”He demands before hanging up the phone and slipping it into his pocket.
“Eavesdropping, snooping or whatever you want to call it, could be construed by some as an invasion of privacy.”He turns to face the woman, folding his arms behind his back and standing an an almost militant stance before her.”Not that it really matters, but this seems like a startlingly suspicious place to simply be hanging about. Something about the view of the street perhaps?”He asks her curiously before taking a step or two closer to the dumpster and attempting to make the woman’s features out.
[Marni] Invasion of privacy. She snorts again, this one clearly amused, as she settles her slurpee back between her thighs and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand – which she then wipes on her jeans. “Public property, an ya weren’t usin ya inside voice, now was ya? Ain’t evesdroppin if yer yammering loud enough for everyone in a 50 foot radius to hear.”
He steps closer, and she seems completely unconcerned with that fact as she digs out another bite of her deliciously disgustingly messy dinner, and plops it into her mouth, licking the cheese from her fingers afterward. Even grubby as she is, her features are undeniably cute. Curly hair that swings shoulder length, dark eyes, and lips that look made to grin mischievously – and it helps that she’s absolutely curvy in allllllllll the right places, too.
As for why she’s hanging about. “Best cheep ass nachos in the city right there. What’s yer excuse?”
[Matthieu] He rolled his eyes but smiled back at the woman. She wasn’t exactly being a terrible person he was simply on edge. Her almost playful mannerisms, however, do appear to lighten his mood a little and he pauses to look at the store then back at her.”Cheap… Ass… You describe it as if cheap and ass when used in combination somehow make something that much more tempting.”He can’t help but grin.”I suppose I could see how cheap and ass together in the right context could be seen as a good thing.”He purses his lips together and then he finds himself looking the woman over.
She wasn’t terrible to look at. She was dirty… But she was sassy, and curvy and there was something to be said about that. His eyes met hers and he grinned brilliantly, it was hard not to be taken in by that flashy charming grin. It was the kind of smile that could chase away the rest of the world and suck it’s victim into the world where only he exists. That is if the victim in question didn’t already know she was looking as one of her own kind.
“Maybe I heard somewhere that this place had the best cheap ass nachos in town and I figured that since my belonging weren’t yet delivered dropping in and stuffing my face full of fake cheese and blueberry flavoured ice would really hit the spot? Or maybe I just came for the company, I have to admit the locals have been quite charming so far.”He was teasing her, but it was friendly and intended to be taken in the lighthearted manner in which it was delivered.
[Marni] That gets a snort again. “Charming? What locals have YOU met then? I mean sure, I’m as charming as they fuckin’ come, but the rest of the crew. Puh-lease.”
He says he might be here for the food, and she chuckles. It’s a low soft chuckle, her amusement clear as she arches a brow toward those curls at him again… “If that’s what ya want, i’d be remiss if I didn’t offer to share hm? Wanna bite?”
And she simply scoops out another bite, and offers it to him, the chips all dripping cheese and chilli down her grubby fingers as she arches a brow – daring him without saying a word.
[Matthieu] He laughs softly back to her.”So far I have to admit you are certainly the most charming local I have met…”Never mind that he just arrived in the city within the last hour and she is pretty much also the first local he’s met.
Her offering drew a suspicious glance towards the cheese then back up to her suspiciously. His lips purse in thought before stepping in to take the chip and pop it into his mouth. He crunches it several times before swallowing and forcing himself not to gag on the flavour of cheap imitation cheese. He gives a smile and holds up his finger as if in approval.”So delicious I don’t think I could possibly stand another bite!”
[Marni] She watches him try not to gag, and just smirks, amused as she grabs another bite for herself, and goes about licking her fingers clean again. “Yeah, I heard that before.” She doesn’t specify which one – but it’s probably both.
She swallows, and takes a gulp of her slurpee, as she studies him. “So. Gonna tell me who ya are an’ where ya fuckin’ from then? Or just pretend that I ain’t what I am, an’ you ain’t what you is?”
[Matthieu] He grins back to her, and tilts his head at her assumption. That was interesting, still he wasn’t entirely certain who he was looking at so he decided to be a little more cautious.”Maybe you should start and if I like your answer I will respond with one of my own? Just as good I promise!”He nods his head and looks back towards the building contemplating buying something to drink to wash this terrible taste out of his mouth.
[Marni] She shakes her head. “An’ yer fuckin’ type is the ones that are always spoutin bout manners n shit. I got the home turf, buddy – but if you insist.” She takes the last bite of her treat, and goes about carefully scooping out the rest of the cheese and chilli from the container, before she tosses it into the other side of the dumpster she’s perched on. She picks up her cup, and takes a long swallow, and then nods as if satisfied. Then, in a fluid movement, she hops down from the dumpster to stand in front of him, setting her cup back atop the dumpster in order to free her hands.
Hands that she first wipes clean on her dirty jeans, before smoothing back her curls, that fall forward in tangled disarray anyway, and clearing her throat.
She then lifts her hands, and doffs an imaginary tophat, tipping it’s brim at him jauntily, before declaring. “Marni Geller, Sticky Fingers – though ya ain’t wanna know why – first ranking no moon beegee, extraordinaire…” and here she sweeps her imaginary tophat from her head sweeping into a low […playfully mocking…] bow. “Atcha service, kind sir.”
[Marni] .
to Marni
[Matthieu] He looks back at her with a smile, and a roll of his eyes.”This is your territory and as such you are entitled to respect. However I can’t just be handing out this information to just anyone now can I?”He asks her grinning and bnowing politely back to the woman.”I see you have rehearsed this very well… Well then I should not disappoint here goes.”
He draws in a deep breath.”I am Matthieu Louvel de Ponthieu of House Unbreakable Hearth. Cliath and Gibbous Moon in service to the Silver Fang Tribe. Known to the nation as “Mirror’s-Whisper” under the title of cliath. I am the son of Jean-Yves Louvel, Gibbous Moon and Athro “Endless-Truths” to the nation “Endless-Truths” son of Josephine Louvel “Silver’s-Sting” to the Nation whose promise was cut short by the treacherous sting of one of our own daughter of Vincent Bernard “Awakens the Sun” whose courage brought him into the heart of WWII fighting to put an end to the Nazi regime son of Timothee Bernard “Bright-Mind”who dedicated his life to winning peace and through it acceptance with Uktena, and Wendigo alike son of Catherin Bernard “Opens the Path” who traveled to the new world in order to establish a foothold for our kind after the burtal murder of her father daughter of Nicholas Bertrand “Seas-Bounty” who believed that our future lay across the seas, but his love of travel and penchant for gambling cost him his life in dealing with the local Wendigo son of Astrid Bertrand “Silver-Strike” who dedicated her life to leading countless battles across france and who herself nearly slew three entire packs of Black Spiral Dancers before being ripped to shreds daughter of Joseph Louis III “Wisdom’s-Light” who singlehandedly traveled europe re-establishing ancient bonds and bringing harmony between our tribe and the spirits we call our friends son of Joseph Louis II “Judgement’s-Hand” who dedicated his life to peace among our kind and served his life in servide to tribe and nation to bring justce far and wide without question to one and all tribes son of Joseph Louis “Falcon’s Bloody Talon” wielder of Wyrm’s Blood who singlehandedly dedicated himself towards the eradication of the Black Spiral Dancer tribe. He and his pack led the battle against the Hive of the Burning Star slaying more than one hundred themselves and ending the life of the legendary dancer warlord “Rot-Mouth” only to continue the rest of his days as a member of the Silver Pack hunting the black spiral dancers across europe and earning the title of Legend for his mind boggling list of deeds…”He takes a step backwards and bows his head before looking back up to her and smiling.”To each name a tale all their own and with time I would like that you should know them all for they are my history and I their legacy.”He says with a polite smile back to the woman.
[Marni] Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand in true Silver Freakin Fang fashion, he goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on… at first she listens, all wide dark eyes – as if she doesn’t know what’s coming. Then bit by bit, it changes, until by the end of it all she’s sagging against the dumpster, holding onto the top as if it is only by sheer will alone that she has managed to stay upright through the oh so long dissertation of everyone in his family tree, holding her belly as if she hasn’t JUST eaten…
“Fuckin hell, is it breakfast time already? i’m FAMISHED now…” because the state of her belly is one that is ALWAYS empty – even more so since packing up under the ravenous Hummingbird.
She gestures absently, as her belly grumbles right on cue, and she takes a swallow of her slurpee to quiet it for now. “Oh, an’ I should add I’m part of the Moon Runners, packed under hummingbird, an’ knocked up an hungry as all holy hell for it, too!”
[Matthieu] He smiles back to her.”Are you implying that I should buy you breakfast because you are hungry and pregnant?”He asks her with a curious tilt of his head.”Because I will buy you breakfast as long as it isn’t more of those Nachos! Please do not make that poor child suffer any more!”
[Marni] She chuckles and arches a brow. “Baby, if you’re buying, I expect MUCH better fare than the nachos I scrounged up enough coin for…”
Incorrigible, Marni. She reaches up where she was sitting, grabs her backpack, and slings it over her shoulders before she hefts her slurpee, and makes quick work of the rest of it before holding her head “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH BRAINFREEZE!!!” She shakes it off, tosses the cup, and gestures toward his car.
“So. What’re ya buying me? An in return, I’ll give ya directions to Princess Kate’s house – she’s the local you’ll wanna bore with that introduction sooner rather than later…”
[Matthieu] He smiles back to her and turns to head towards his car. His hand reaching into his pocket to pop the locks open and he slips around to open the door for the lady. Bone gnawer or not she was still a lady and would be treated as such. When she is inside the car he shuts the door and heads around to the drivers side. Starting up the car before pulling out.”You’re not really dressed for anything too fancy… So how about we find a good Pizza Place? Isn’t that supposed to be on of the things Chicago does well?”He asks her curiously.
“I don’t need directions, I already know where Kate lives, I am just getting my belongings in place before arraging a meeting.”
[Marni] He opens the door for her and she casts him an amused look, before flopping down into the seat, and setting her pack into her lap in a fluid movement. “Ooooooooooh pizza works. There’s a great place just a couple miles thataway.”
She’s certainly not dressed for anything nice, and is probably a bit to grubby for even the Pizza place’s preference, but it certainly doesn’t seem to bother her, does it. “Chicago definitely knows how to do Pizza right.”
She doesn’t say anything else about Kate then, as she holds her own opinions on the Fang – and more importantly on her Alpha.
[Matthieu] He is driving along with a smile on his face.”You know when my family first moved to the New World they dealt extensively with the ports that would later become Chicago. It was kinda the whole point, my Great great great grandmother managed to negotiate the ability to serve as a middle woman between local tribes in return for her keeping the white folks at bay. That’s all diplomacy in action… What is really impressive is to see what’s come of all the work our tribes have done over the last few centuries. A lot has changed… Some for the better and some for the worse but we’re still here thanks to the efforts put forth by our ancestors.”He says with a bit of a smile.
“So tell me about yourself Marni… What do you do? How would you describe yourself if you were someone else describing you?”He asks her curiously.
[Marni] She rolls her eyes as he launches into ‘my family’s awesome’ again, and watches out the window, until he drags her back with a question that makes her laugh. It’s not exactly amusement either, but clearly something else.
“I’m a fuckin’ gnawer, how you think they describe me? Lately it’s ‘honorless lil ungrateful theif’ but well, whatcha gonna do?”
[Matthieu] He nods his head.”Well no one ever said the laws of men were meant to be followed. We have our own set of laws and they trump those that have been set forth by man. So I couldn’t say a thief is without honor so long as they are not stealing from their own.”He says with a nod of his head.
“We all steal at some point in our lives. Even spoiled little rich kinds… Many of us to it for kicks. There are those, however, who need to steal… Or even better there are those who we need to steal things and when it comes down to it those individuals are the ones we want to be in good with.”He was smiling all the while thugh he didn’t turn to face her too much.
[Marni] She snorts. “I got knocked up by your Princess Kate’s Alpha’s kin.”
Hows that for stealing from your own…
[Matthieu] He smiles.”So your child is someone of note and importance… Is that such a terrible thing? I mean if you got knocked up you obviously had feelings for the individual in question no?”He asks her curiously.”So why then would it be so terrible to give birth to his child? Doesn’t seem to me to be a terrible curse.”He smiles back to her before shrugging his shoulders.
“Though I can’t imagine kin stealing is smiled upon even in a “Progressive” city like this one. There are reasons we put limitations on who can breed with whom and it is not for the pain of creating romeo and Juliet relationships…”He shrugs his shoulders.
“Let’s put it this way… Say I found one of your kin and I were to breed with her without permission from your tribe.”He says with a smile.”You would not take kindly to me stealing your kin from you would you? Especially when that kin could have given birth to a Gnawer child instead of one of my own. Or inversely… What if I were to simply sleep with her then abandon her? Neither situation leaves your tribe happy with me does it?”He asks her softly.
“Our responsibility to our kin is an important one. We look after our kin, we love and cherish them and we all hold them sacred. This is why there are those who frown upon the interchanging of kin especially when the local tribes are not aware of the exchange.”
[Marni] To her credit, she waits till he’s done lecturing – but it’s clear she’s getting angrier by the moment as he goes on, and on and on.
“Stop the car.”
And once he does – she lets herself out, slips on her pack, and then leans back into the car. “‘I’m not a motherfuckin child to be spoken down too like I’m stupid. I know full fucking well about Kin – and MY tribe treats them a fair sight better than most, including yours. I’m not a wet behind the ears cub, and I won’t be fuckin talked too like that. [b]I am[/i] someone of note and importance too, ya pretentious dickhead, as the spirits can attest too and just because I ain’t live in yer fancy towers and learn how to be a stuck up snob, don’t make me a fucking idiot. So kindly fuck off.”
And with that, she slams the door to the car, and stalks into the nearest alley, muttering under her breath.
[Matthieu] Her anger is apparent and he looks a little startled by it. He hadn’t said anything condescending had he? Certainly not from where he stood. He stopped the car, however, and he looked back at her with a curious little smile.
He listens to her, taking in every word attentively, and listening to what she is feeling and what has her so frustrated. Then after she slams the door he get out and peeks over the vehicle at her.”When did we stop being civil and polite and start calling one another names Marni? I am sorry if my words were taken as anything more than how they appeared. I should like that we get a chance to speak again soon, though right now I suppose I should be headed to my new place. Good evening Marni.”He says with a smile and a wave of his hand. His tone was polite and friendly the entire time.
[Marni] She doesn’t reply. And shortly, she isn’t even there – she disappears and blends into the shadows as one well used to living and breathing there-in. The streets are her home, after all, and no one knows them better…