Scambo 09-16-2008 08:02 PM<br/>Jack took a deep steadying breath, trying in vain to calm his thundering heart. There had been a moment, a fraction of a second where he was sure that she would back away and leave him, cold and alone. In that moment, he had felt an emptiness open within him, a bottomless chasm that would take him and never let go. Her embrace dispelled the darkness and made him whole once more filling the gaps that his fear had formed. He could still remember their first meeting.<br/><br/>She, the powerful and respected alpha of a powerful pack and he, just a troublesome mage who's notions of morality and righteousness placed him at odds with the command. The morning had been cold and dreary, dragging a sticky dampness to the air and ground. It was that day that he and two of his fellow Arrows entered the forest, their goal to make peace and secure a possible ally against the darker things roaming Solace. In full battle regalia the three stumbled and blundered their way through the forest, trying in vain to decipher their position and heading. Eventually, they blundered into the clearing that he now stood in. There, they called forth the safehouse, not as large as a barracks but for its purpose, perfect. After concealing it in a nearby lake and performing the proper enchantments, they departed again into the woods. They had made the meeting place just before dusk and found a werewolf lounging leisurely atop a large rock outcropping. The form whisked into a human woman. She was easily one of the most beautiful things he had ever witnessed with his own eyes, a fusion of primal strengths and elegance. Jack had been thankful for the normally suffocating full helmet of the Arrows, concealing his awe and wonder of the strange creature that confronted him. The negotiations had begun slowly, and a brief intermission was taken. He observed from an outsiders view, seeing the efficiency of the culture and social structure. A vampire raid took the Lupine's and their potential allies by surprise and the body count was mounting before they managed to organize a defense. Of the diplomats, only he survived and only barely.<br/>He returned to command, disgraced and dejected. Sometime later, he had been sent back and there he had stayed until he abandoned the cause. The night he had left had been one much like the one he enjoyed now, a cool twilight masked by stars and bathed in moonlight. A slight stirring of the hand on his chest brought him back, standing, frozen in a moment of passion and untold desires, cradled in Shey's arms. He closed his eyes, entombed in the passing seconds, intoxicated by her presence. He lifted her head from his chest and leaned in, kissing her gingerly. A howl penetrated the silence, echoing out across the forest, but he paid it no heed, enthralled by passion.<br/><br/>eferhilda 09-16-2008 10:50 PM<br/>Shey too reminiscing about their first meeting, back then she was still trying to get the pack to think a little differently; especially after she lost Brain and the few wolves he took with him. She was trying to show the pack that there was more to the world then just fighting the vampires alone, that having allies, even human ones would be a good idea. So she had agreed to meet with the Arrows in hopes of forming some kind of an alliance with them and she had to admit she was a little disappointed when she saw the little group come lumbering into her clearing looking like some lost sheep. The negotiations were so going because she kept interrupting them with questions, mainly to test their resolve and how they handled to added stress. Jack was the only one who responded to all of her smart ass remarks with jokes and cleaver remarks of his own, when they had broke to allow some tempers to cool she went about her alpha duties and kept the other members from eating the mages. Just as the meeting was about to get underway again they were attacked and it was nasty, she lost a good many wolves that night and two of the mage ambassadors. Jack survived and there was that bond that came from battle between them and she had a new level of respect for him. When he left she had not really thought nothing of it, figuring that the Arrows were not going to seek treaty with them anytime soon and had gone about her life as usual. Then he showed up again a year later and that bond seemed to have blossomed so how into something more, perhaps it had been growing steadily all these nights as she laid alone in her bed at her apartment. That empty yearning for something more to fill it, often her dreams had been haunted by tired blue eyes that still held that spark from the battle. Eyes that at the time she had looked into with interest, but then the stresses and demands of the pack drawn her gaze away. Yet now they were alone and there was no pack to distract her now...<br/><br/>Tilting her head up to meet his lips, looking into those eyes again for one more brief moment before he kissed her and she felt her body flare with the intense passion and need for him. Leaning into the kiss, deepening it she began to give herself up totally to the moment when a faint howl on the air broke the silence of the area. Slowly and with heavy regret she broke the kiss as she looked up into his eyes, her hand cupping the side of his face "A few more moments and we would have been safely hidden away within the confines of your den..." she smiles sadly, "...but once again my duties to the pack summon me." Her eyes looked deeply into his for a moment more searching them, for what she was not sure but; perhaps understanding and acceptance. "I need to go see what news Brain brings, its probably about the meeting with the vampires he was arranging. You are welcome to come with me or stay the choice is yours..." she said to him softly, though deep down she wanted him to go with her, wanted his presence at her side to lend her some form of support. Depending on his answer she would go and meet Brain either alone or with him.<br/><br/>Sometime later coming into the same clearing as before she looked upon Brain with a bit of annoyance, "The hour is late Brain I would hope this is important enough to have called me here." she says crossing her arms over her chest, her whole body displaying her annoyance at having been summoned here while she was wanting to be else where, doing something else.<br/><br/>Aviose 09-16-2008 11:07 PM<br/>Aviose was pleased with the quick response from Memnoch, though his manners were not quite up to par, at least the vampire warrior made an attempt. Offering him a nod, the vampire prince took a seat himself behind the mahogany desk in his office.<br/><br/>"Yes, I am in need of your unique talents and reputation. Once the others show up I will elaborate." He said, never one to repeat things. He didn't have to wait long for Azhar to appear, and Aviose noted how one of his top information gatherers fell in silently behind the warrior. "Ah, nice to see you Azhar. Now, down to business at hand. The werewolves have approached me seeking a cease fire in the fighting. As some of you may know.." He said, his cold gaze falling on Azhar with a slight grin. "There is a new group of human hunters seeking supernatural prey, and unlike the random fanatical group of jokers these humans are skilled. They have already taken out some of our kind, werewolves, and even ghosts. The meeting should take place tonight, once a certain intermediary returns. Azhar, I need you to gather all the information on the humans and bring it with you. Share it freely, and let them make the first move against the hunters. Memnoch, in case you haven't guessed you are to join us to lend your skills in case the dogs decide not to behave." He finished, before leaning back in his chair and tapping his fingers together. "Until the intermediary returns, feel free to have a drink." Aviose said, gesturing to a large decorative scotch bottle, though instead of scotch it had blood with a few scotch glasses.