The pact (Brandon & Krysia)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Brandon on 21-12-2009, 00:51:44</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The pact (Brandon &amp; Krysia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 00:51:44</strong>
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				The sky was covered in thick clouds and the rain poured down, covering the earth in a blanket of wet and cold water yet also giving life to the plants and beings that inhabited it. In the distance thunder could be heard roaring&nbsp; time and time again and lightning flashed once in a great while. On the road there was an old black pickup truck driving along the road, splashing through mud puddles and cutting a swath through the rain and puddles that covered the road<br><br>Soon it pulled onto the old dirt road and made its way through the lake of mud till it came to the concrete driveway parking out front. The two individuals inside stepped out, one male one female. He was a large man, standing six two and covered in heavy leathers that had the look of&nbsp; ranch worker, the woman was in the same garb but shorter standing five eight and both of them had athletic builds with naturally built muscular frames. The rain was still pouring down, covering them both but running off the thick leather clothes that they wore. <br>&nbsp;<br>Theywalked up the walkway till they came to the porch. He reached forward pressing the doorbell, making it ring loudly throughout the home and then they could do nothing but wait for the people at home to answer. <br><br>"Do you really think it'll be so easy?" the woman asked in a voice that was serious yet sweet.<br><br>The man shrugged slowly as he looked over at her, his voice deep and gravely. "Maybe, maybe not. Some try to run, some just accept their duty but if theres one truth its that no one escapes the pact."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The pact (Brandon &amp; Krysia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Krysia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 16:51:57</strong>
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				The door opened and a small framed female stood there, around 5’ even. Abigail was known around town, she was the perfect angel. She was sweet, kind, innocent and usually covering for her reckless twin’s behavior in some fashion. A smile adorned her face looking at the 2 people. “Can I help you?”<br><br>It wasn’t long before an older gentleman in his 50’s, or so he looked. Montgomery was known for breeding horses that the pack came to get. It was what he did for them. He noticed the people at the door and looked at Abigail. “Why don’t you get some tea started for our guest Abi.” <br><br>Nodding to her grandfather she headed off into the kitchen. Monty moved letting the two into the house. Helping them with their leathers he hung them up so they could dry off a bit. “What can I do for you today?” He said heading towards the sitting room.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The pact (Brandon &amp; Krysia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 01:32:37</strong>
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				Both of them looked at the other with a distasteful look on their face like they were about to tell their old friend that a close family member had died. Some saw the situation as freedom but in the worst of cases of the generations people turned violent and distrustful of them despite having protected their homes from invisible predetors for almost two centuries. <br><br>The man removed his hat and lowered it to the same level as his stomache as he thought over how to answer the question, his fingers and hands clearly crushing the leather. He was a tall man with an athletic build yet his height and clothes almost made him look slim rather then muscular. His face was clean shaven without a single mark on it and his thick dark brown hair cut short. As the emerald green eyes looked into their old friends eyes his lips parted, still unsure how to tell him why they were there and the words came across thoughtfully yet carefully. "I dont think we ever told you about the pact but you might have heard of it over the years. It's time for the next generation to fulfill their roll and we've come for them...Im sure you have questions...hell Im sure they have questions too...we'll answer what we can."<br><br>The woman stood there for a few moments as well dressed in a thick flannel button up shirt and a pair of hip hugging jeans. Just like Jonus she had that athletic build where every muscle was perfectly formed and placed. She didnt wear make up, at leat not today, but her dark brown hair was tied back and still wet form the rain. It was obvious that she was nervous about how this was going to go. She had just been a pup when they collected the last woman who stupidly tried to run from them. It did not go well for her at first. "Maybe, Ill go help Abi. I havnt seen her in a few years." she said softly, hoping the man wouldnt prevent her from moving past. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The pact (Brandon &amp; Krysia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Krysia</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 16:21:45</strong>
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				Abi was in the kitchen now putting on a fresh kettle of water. Not really a hard thing to do but it was the small things that pleasured Abi. Anything she could do to help someone was brought a smile to her face. Having set a tray up with cups she lined them with tea bags. <br><br>Monty looked at the man who was standing there motioning for him to have a seat on the couch. “Well Isabell isn’t in town right now, only Abi stayed behind. Izzy went to college in the city. She won’t return until her birthday which is still a few weeks away.” Both girls would be turning 20 then. “So you can visit Abi until then but she stays here until her sister is home.” He wasn’t telling them no, he was just making sure the girls were together. <br><br>“I don’t think your pack will be able to handle Izzy anyway. She can be a trouble maker, but when they are both home it gives you a chance to see which one would be better suited.” He was hoping they didn’t take both girls in the end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The pact (Brandon &amp; Krysia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 01:20:12</strong>
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				Jonus moved to sit on the couch across from the man, he sat there calmly, far more then he was used to doing. The emotions of a werewolf were powerful beyond measure and he had grown used to keeping them in check, just like the rest of his pack. Yet there were always times when the predator revealed itself in a look or faint growl. His fingers tapped nervously on the knee of his pant leg, thinking about how to approach the situation. "I dont think it'll be a problem keeping them together. The thing is, we want them both. Last time there were only two males and theres been several people who moved into town since then, dilluting the bloodline. There are three males this time and with two women we could make up for the past."<br><br>He let out a soft sigh before looking out the window at the falling rain. His lips parting once again to speak in a respectful yet realistic tone "There's only been five girls this generation. There's Melissa who cant fulfill the pact because shes one of us, Dorothy Steven's who's barren, Shannon O'conner who's already fragile mental state might fail completely if she found out the truth, and then there's Abi and Isabel. The only two healthy women who can have children and might be able to handle the mental strain of being around us. Even with wolf blooded mates the chances of a child going through the first change is only about one in three and to complicate things there are things happening beyond your understanding that will require more of us in the next decade or so."<br><br>Melissa walked through the house slowly, thinking about what to say to Abi when she saw her. It had been a year since the two had been in high school together at the time she was a year behind them yet she had been changed for nearly four years before that. Finally she found the kitchen and poked her head inside, smiling as she saw the young woman once again with her attention focused on the kettle. "Hey! Long time no see!" she said sharply as she took a step in, spreading her arms wide as if offering a hug.
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