eferhilda 09-11-2008 11:06 PM<br/>Shey watched as the thing left her woods, *After it!* she snarls to the two wolves in the woods who take off after the creature that befouled her woods. Though she had not bit the creature it still left a nasty taste in her mouth, once they were alone she focused on Jack and could not help but wag her tail at his comment as she shifted to her human form. "Why do you always bring trouble when you come to visit me?" she laughs as she goes to him holding at a hand to help him up.<br/><br/>"The newspaper would work, but the spray bottle is more of a cat thing." she smirks as she looks him over, "You do look like you have had a rough night. Whatever that thing was it sure as hell ran you down like some stray dog." she said as she over dramatized a grimace at his appearance before arching an eyebrow. "Well you caught me as I was about to head to my apartment for the night. As for this new threat, I already know of it been briefed on it and are taking steps to combat it. Though new information is always appreciated and welcomed." she said in a matter fact tone, sighing she ran her fingers through her hair in that tired habit of hers.<br/><br/>She starts to walk deeper into the woods indicating that he should follow, "Lets talk while I head back to the pack to let them know we will be having a guest in our woods for a few days, so that no one tries to eat you or anything." she teases him though that was a very serious possibility. "You know I am curious as to how you will be hiding in my territory in your own 'spot'...." she give him a side ways glance, "I did not know that you even had a spot in my territory. I'm not sure if I should be furious or impressed that you were able to obtain such a spot without my knowing it." she huffs to him as she continues to lead the way into the woods.<br/><br/>Aviose 09-12-2008 01:12 PM<br/>Quote:<br/>Chris nodded respectfully before entering the premises and following the servant to the prince. Once he is led into the room, Chris speaks to Aviose in a respectful manner. â€œIâ€™m sorry to have disturbed you Prince Aviose but the times are very trying and I doubt that we would be able to work out the terms of the meeting effectively through your servant.â€ Chris remains standing unless offered a seat. He remains in his human form because to expose his true nature would either weaken him or possibly insult his host with a glamour (fae magic) saturated show. â€œDo you have any suggestions or concerns youâ€™d wish to address before we start?â€<br/>Aviose motioned for Chris to take a seat, a plate of steak already being placed before him. He was glad that Chris was respectful, for sadly that was a trait that many of his servants were forgetting as of late.<br/><br/>"My chief concern is of course the new human threat, of which I'm sure you are aware. I received an interesting report from one of my more loyal soldiers that they are targeting all forms of the supernatural, which puts us all in a unique position." He said, before taking another bite of his meal, his steak rare of course. "My first instinct was to go into hiding while they assault the werewolves, allowing us to gain information. But, the fact that they wish to meet with me brings a new element, a risky one. I don't trust those dogs to keep their word, and I'm sure they feel the same." He commented, finishing the last of his meal and pushing the plate away.<br/><br/>"Normally, I would send an envoy to meet with the pack leaders to arrange a suitable meeting place, but time is a precious resource we can't afford to waste. Azhar can usually give me information on all my foes, but even he is having difficulty gathering intelligence on the human group. That means we can only study them when they move, and if they move against us, we shall be weakened. Make no mistake of our victory should that happen, but the werewolves would surely launch their own attack before we could recover fully. Now, with this weighing on your mind, what options could you give me to resolve this matter?" He concluded, reaching forward to take a wine glass of blood from the table and taking a sip.<br/><br/>Scambo 09-12-2008 04:31 PM<br/>He smiled as he took her hand and stood.<br/>"Hey, not my fault things enjoy trying to kill me." He said smirking. It felt good to be out of the city, away from the bright lights and loud noises and into the calming and serene forest. He laughed at her teasing.<br/><br/>"Well they'd have a fun time of it; I'm pretty high in cholesterol. And I wouldn't worry about my spot. Its a little....gift..I got from the Arrows way back when. Even I don't know where the hell it is half the time." The joke masked his surprise; he had figured she had found it years ago but lost interest when the Arrows had left it. As the two walked across the clearing he sighed deeply.<br/><br/>"The city just isn't safe anymore. I've been investigating professionally ever since I got back from the Arrows and things have gotten a lot worse since then. It used to be just a husband or a wife thinking their loved one was cheating and now, its looking for 'runaway' kids or missing people and the suck heads are only a small part of it." He related the story of the burning building and the children and the pursuit by the strange creature.<br/>'As they say, no good deed goes unpunished. But what scares me most about the situation, is that whatever that thing was, it was able to tell I was a super just by looking at me. Our greatest defense has always been our power to remain unseen, myths in our own time. And something tells me that wasn't the last we'll be seeing of him or his kind." He looked at Shey as they picked their way through the thick woods, observing the play of the pale moonlight off of her features. It had been almost a year since he had seen her but she still looked as good as she had then. He stopped himself then, shaking his head and chastising himself for thinking it. Less than five minutes ago I was on the ground almost dead and now, I'm thinking of pick-up lines for a werewolf. Guess men will always be men. He trudged on through the forest, trying in vain to divert his thoughts elsewhere.