<div class="floatleft">(http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6324164006_be5a515640.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Russel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Hallway<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Caroline<br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Anytime Bub! Don't think..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jack started to bark back but the runt got a weird look look on his face when he saw the blonde guy Jack had seen on tv. Had the short shit made seen the same new cast, maybe made a similar connect? Either way it didnt matter, the punk was turning tail and leaving. He'd shifted back to human to show the metal babe he was gonna be cool and keep his shit together, but the iron maiden still wouldnt let him go, she just stared intently into his eyes with that passive expression of hers. It reminded Jack way to damn much of Samson and just like Samson Jack wasnt sure if he could hurt this woman even if he'd been inclined too. Interestingly instead of getting angry with her for innocently reminding him of the fucking head shrinker Jack actually found her presence...well calming. Maybe it was her obvious invincibility but Jack appreciated the fact that she could be literally in his face without showing any fear or disgust. Was she hiding such emotions from him behind that placid expression? Impossible to say Jack's senses were telling him that the woman was metal, solid metal through and through. There was no sweat, no heatbeat, hell she wasnt even breathing. But the metal was warm! Organic, he could tell, it was somehow alive and not dead processed ore.<br/><br/>From over one powerful shoulder it looked as if Ares was gonna slit the retreating twerp in two. Like fucking hell he would! God or no god that little fucker was his enemy! His prey! He was getting ready to shift once more even though rationality would tell Jack he was still trapped, but the steel chick turned to look back as well as the war god bellowed his ire. There was his chance while she was distracted! But before either could make any moves the blonde with the nice rack rocketed down the hall to tackle the angry diety....WITH HER TONGUE!<br/><br/>"Well fuck me!" Jack cursed in complete surprise. The tactic was insane but damn if it didnt work. "Shit, looks like even gods of war call time out to get their freak on."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Don’t start thinking you’re getting one of those.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>In spite of himself Jack couldnt help but grin his most roguish grin. The metallic amazon had shifted her own form from steel to flesh but the body was not soft like that of most women it was still powerful and possessing firm muscle. Jack found himself rather liking the sensation, he'd never been so close to such a strong and confident woman. And regardless of all his brooding over avoiding the women for their safety and his own he found this one's particular charms to appealing no to offer a flirtation.<br/><br/>"Aw what's the matter. Afraid you might like it a little to much?"<br/><br/>Ok that was old and corny as hell but if it got to her great but if it didnt Jack was still on track to keeping females at arm's length. Probably for the best if she thought him a lout. He still had no idea what would happen if he were to become intimate with a woman. The Wolf was so tied to his emotions that Jack wasnt sure that passion wouldnt call it forth. Worse he and the wolf were intergrating more and more. Six months ago he wouldnt have let this sort of thing happen. Jack was finding more and more that he didnt care so much anymore and that was troubling to what remained of his old self. Who would he be once they were completely one being? Fuck it, he'd cross that bridge when he got there. But for now....<br/><br/>"So unless you want to start making out and show those two how its really done how about letting me go? Cause it looks like Ive got to go and take another shower now," and noting how some of his own blood stained the powerful young woman's clothes, "and it looks like you do as well." Once again the predatory grin sprang to his face like a pouncing wolf.<br/><br/><br/>