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Ben Returns February 26, 2002 Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : Eddie>>Well being as he is the Warder and all he has to be in the Caern somewhere and he should have it on him... Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Nods again, head not quite lucid. He jogs off to find him* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She glances around slowly, smiling to herself a bit, she heads over towards the fire barrel to warm her hands up a bit, zipping up her jacket as she makes her way over towards the fire barrel, and removes the pair if headphones from her ears, yawning a bit, as she looks about~ What up people....~Not really talking to anyone really~ Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *seriously hopes that guy doesn't end up interrupting Jubbly trying to get his midget-nut.. chuckles slightly at the thought. Its a forced chuckle though... a hard attempt to stay non-rabid* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Sighs finally hauling out a bigass blanket. Of course, Ben comes back when everyones' in a grouchy mood...thus far, par for the course.)) Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She arrives in the more public ritual area, near the center of the Caern, and sets down the metal bowl nearby, water sloshing around in it but not spilling, and she stands impassively, with her arms crossed over her chest.* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *wanders in from the Umbra her headphone on and smoking her cig* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Returns with the axe, handing it to Ben and standing a bit by Jason. Ed's too tired to be more active...* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She glances over at Gwen for a moment as she suddenly appears, but looks away after a moment shrugging a bit~ Just peachy....~She moves over towards Twomoons~ Ryha, what up? Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : Yanks Ed...*no longer having the harness for the fireman's axe he just carries it leaning against one shoulder as he walks to stand before Sandy* Hey toots... "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): Here ya go...*tosses the blanket at Ben gently* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *twitches the fingers of his right hand as he leans against the van, rocking slightly with pent up nervous energy.* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *just sorta spot ben and stands there stunned.. speachless* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She glances over at Ben for a moment, not really realising what the big deal is, she taps her foot a bit, wondering if Jason is going to respond to her~ Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *enters the gathering area from the maze and looks around and stops seeing the group around the fire barrel* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): Jen>>Guy's come back. Take a pill. Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *has no clue who Ben is. Has no odd reaction to him. 'cept that whole "don't look at the streaker" thing.* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *Without a word, she slaps him hard across the face.* At least look repentant. Jennifer DeMaris: ~She blinks a few times at Jason for a moment and nods~ Okay, ryha...~Watching Ben for a moment, she sorta just remains where she is standing, watching the situation now, smiling very faintly~ Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): (And that was supposed to be quicker, but hey, I'm lagging like a one-legged sprinter.) Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *chuckles slightly. Because otherwise he's gonna start chanting for a fight at the slap... and that's just gonna go more downhill with his ragey testosterone tonight* Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *catches the blanket and wraps it around himself and gets slapped Sandy's handprint fading quickly as Ben smirks* Gotta go out with a smile yanno...*Sandy can easily see how forced that smirk is the deep circles under Ben's eyes along with a pained look* Can't ruin my reputation now of all times ... "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *well. this is gonna be a lovely night. Softly* Eddie, wanna start the oddsboard on who's gonna die tonight? Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Blinks a bit at Jason, Ed's foggy head not following even the easiest of gibes* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *walks over to Twomoons seeing him, and points to the group with Ben, with a questioning look on his face* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She sorta watches all of this, her arms crossed infront of her, looking as normal overly confident~ Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *walks over to where Eddie is standing, not sure to believe her eyes or interupt* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *A rippling growl tears up from her throat...all of her energy behind it...or all of her energy going to keep it in check...who can tell... Her arm flinches, as if she wants to add a backhand insult-to-injury, and she thins her lips into a razor-line. Her voice quiets from normal, but doesn't soften.* What reputation? You know why you're here. Are you ready? Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *the smile fades quickly* Yeah I'm ready let's get this over and done with quickly as possible... Jennifer DeMaris: ~She glances over at Twomoons~ Whats going on, ryha? Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Glances to Gwen, forcing a strong smile and turning back to watch Ben and Sandy. He tries to distract himself somewhat* Jason>> I... uh, I did that thing... with the spirits.. *nods to himself, beliving his words to be totally coherent* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Jen promptly gets a looks of 'shut the fuck up right the fuck now'* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *seeing the look on Twomoons face just turns and watches whats going on* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *now watching the going ons intensely... wondering what the fucks going on, mainly from the look Maier just gave Jenn.. not that he knows their names* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Nods to Eddie* If there is time for celebration, we will do so, Fostern. Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She bares her teeth suddenly, a flash of sharpness in her dark face...and she reaches out and flicks her fingers over the blanket.* Get rid of this, then, and get down on your knees. Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Nods again to Jason, forcing another smile. He thought that would cheer himself up, or maybe elicit some reaction inside him. His selfish play didn't pan out..* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Folds his arms, watching Sandy as she gets ready for the Rite* Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *flings the blanket away and gets on his knees no smart ass crack about the positioning coming from his mouth nor the desire to make one on his face...the axe gets laid gently down next to him and he waits staring right in front of him at Sandy's waist and seeing nothing* Jennifer DeMaris: Yo, I wonder if they are gonna chop his head off....~She quickly loses intrest and walks away, she has more cub like things to do~ Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She starts to turn back toward the bowl and the small canvas bag sitting next to it...and then stops, turning back around to face Ben and cuffing the side of his head with the back of her hand.* All of it, Ben Hawking...as much clothing as you wore the day you were born. You'll die the same way. Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *grabs Eddie hand and cluthes it tightly* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Notes Jen's leaving, and wow is she going to get stomped later...* Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *his head snaps to the side with the backhand and his lips curl and his hand twitches twords his side...not where he would wear the axe but rather where in days not too long ago he wore Havaragorn...he bites back his rage by biting his lip and slowly stands removing his clothing and then retaking the kneeling position* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She doesn't go far, she merely finds a place to take a seat near the fire barrel, yawning a bit~ "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Softly* That which was will be no more... Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Stands tense, watching as Sandy manhandles the ex-Warder... his own reason for coming to the caern. He stands quietly by Gwen and Jason, having little recourse but to watch the proceedings in silence* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *just continues to watch from where he's standing* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She notes it, and a shiver of repressed Rage runs along her frame, and her eyes narrow. She turns to look again to the dented metal bowl, scratched with glyphs along its edge, and she stirs the water with her fingers gently before picking it up and holding it up to the Full Moon, calling out to the Spirits to bear witness, in spirit speech, and then calling out to all the Garou nearby.* Look! Witness the end of Ben Hawking, called Slays the Song, Galliard of the Bone Gnawer tribe! He will be no more! Jennifer DeMaris: ~Resists the urge to let out a whistle, Jason did tell her to be silent~ Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *just kneels there staring straight ahead his mind playing out the first time this happened...years ago thousands of miles away...the Wyrm interrupted that ritual hopefully this one will go uninterrupted* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *stands and just looks at ben* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *oh yeah.. THAT got his interest. takes a few steps atop some junk for a better view. His eyes blaze with rage, eagerly awaiting to hear what crime the fucker commited. Wonders if they're all going to jump and tear him apart. maybe... hopefully. prays silently for it* Alexander Goodwill: *He slowly navigates the Velvet Shadow behind the covering of a large pile of old cars, well out of sight from most area's. He takes a moment to let himself focus to the Material realm before making his way towards the near by gathering area, igniting the end of a cigarette along the way.* Alexander Goodwill: *An old military trench coat rests about his large body, helping to prevent the chilly winter wind from reaching his body too much. Looking to be somewhere in his early-thirties at rough estimate, dark green eyes taking in the sight of his surroundings. Medium length dirty blonde hair with small streaks of premature gray hair rests just above his ears while a roughly kept goatee rests along his chin bones, also streaked with spots of gray hair. A thin scar can be seen slipping along the right side of his face, just barely missing the eye socket. * Latisha Sturgis: *Fades in from the umbra, holding something close under her jacket, curious* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Standing as he is, seeming to serve a double purpose, watching the Rite flicking his eyes around every so often to play linebacker if anyone decides now would be a good time to break out the asswhoop on Ben* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *Jeremiah wander in from the maze* Alexander Goodwill: *His feral gaze flicks about slowly, taking in the sight of those gathered, a thick eyebrow arching upwards as everyone's attention seems to rest in one area. He moves to get a better look himself, green eyes widening slightly at seeing what exactly is going on, his gaze becoming more intent and indepth, arms sliding over his broad chest.* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *is still just watching and waiting* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): There is too much shame in him...too much tied to the dark of the past...he cannot continue to be. His actions have tainted him beyond anything but this end, or as a bloody smear under the claws of those who once called him friend. But by Luna's will... *And oh,s he doesn't like that at all...* ...he will be reborn again... *Solemnly, holding back the Rage burning in her stormy eyes, she upends the bowl over Ben's head slowly, as if rinsing him clean.* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *looks around* ((What is going on?)) Jennifer DeMaris: ~She stands up as soon as Jeremiah comes into view she waves him over towards her quickly, suddenly all smiles~ Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *his fingers twitch slightly, as do his jaw muscles... every hair on his body stands on end... practically about to pounce. Repeatedly catches himself and forces a relaxation of sorts into his leg muscles* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Not that many would notice, but inside he is seething...they coulda done this for Devin...* Latisha Sturgis: *She goes to the ET car, messes around inside it, emerges sans coat* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *he gasps and his eyes go wide when he sees Ben* Jenn- My G*d, why is he here? Angeline Rose ((lurking)): ((*poofs back out*)) Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *Shivers and not just from the cold water in the cold air* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Stands, quietly watching but suddenly growing a bit more aware of his surroundings as other filter in* Jennifer DeMaris: ~Moves over to Jeremiah and speaks quietly to him~ I have no idea, but I don't see why we don't just kill him.....~She frowns a bit and glances about a bit~ If any trouble breaks out he is mine....~Flashes Jeremiah a smile~ Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *A Ritemaster should be neutral...in control...impassive...but instead Sandy is seething...even vibrating with her Rage, as if this is the last thing she wants to do...that bloody smear thing was awfully tempting...and still is.* Alexander Goodwill: ((*Waves to Angeline-p*)) *He himself remains silent, his feral gaze focused on the RiteMaster and on the one being punished, features seeming to almost be set in stone. He may not know the man personally but he's heard about him, more then enough to say the least. Both good and bad...his own judgements being hidden from his skillfully impassive features.* Latisha Sturgis: *Raises an eyebrow and watches, curiously* Elisa Apsara: *The small raven's been perched on her familiar junkpile for a while now, though she hops down some, bright black eyes staring intently at the scene before her* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: Jenn- *nods back with a curious expression* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): ((Means reboot time, probably.)) *Sets his jaw, watching anyone who shows off their disrespect by speaking during this Rite* Elisa Apsara: *Most curious...smoothing her feathers back as she settles down on a slightly lower perch, head tilted this way and that to watch the gathered crowd and their reactions to the current situation, though her gaze doesn't stray from the ritemistress or Ben for too long* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Continues to watch, wondering if Luna could have perhaps chosen a different auspice. Not like he's in any position to argue at the moment.* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *looks like he's damn near about to start foaming at the mouth... not that he particularly knows the guy, but he's high on rage and the guy looks like a possible outlet* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *creeps a bit closer to the rites circle to hear what's going on with Ben* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She does not move any closer, letting Jeremiah get closer on his own, no way she is going over there, not yet~ Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *nothing for a minute or so then he sits back on his heels and wraps his arms around his torso shivering so hard it seems as if he may end up snapping his spine in the convulsions a pained groan comes out of his lips as his forehead touches the ground and the shivering continues* Alexander Goodwill: *His feral gaze moves about slowly, his broad facial features remaining as impassive as he can make them be. For a moment, his gaze lingers on the distant Gwen, then towards Twomoons, reconizing easily what the man is doing and then towards the small raven that seems to have her attention on the ritual as well.* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *grabs on to Eddie's arm trying to not rush to Ben* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *catches himself leaning forward, ready to pounce once more... cracks his knuckles by closing his fist a couple of times and forces himself back a step* Latisha Sturgis: *Watches, impassive* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Glances about, the anger in the clearing easily tangible. He sighs, ready to move with his Alpha to give interlopers more than just the harsh words his position grants him. Admittedly, though, any who jump Ben- even in this condition, are probably in for a surprise if they don't know him...* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *wonders closer to the rites circle, feeling actual concern for Ben for some reason* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She sets the bowl down, grabbing up the small gray canvas bag nearby, and upends a few spoonfuls of some powdery black substance into the dregs of the bowl...smearing around the powder into a thick paste with her fingertips, watching the convulsing, shivering figure at her feet with the impassiveness she should have shown before.* A new Cliath is born. "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Keeps himself occupied while Bens' busy having a seizure, making sure nobody decides to swing. Full moon or not, a Rite is a special moment* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *silently continues to watch* Elisa Apsara: *Those intent eyes lock their gaze on Lex, bobbing her head before staring at Gwen as well...and timing considered, is glad for the out of the way perch, away from the highstrung Garou lot* Latisha Sturgis: *blinks, raises an eyebrow, never having seen this before* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *takes off his jacket and walkd right up to the rites circle, handing the jacket to Ben* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *frowns and mutters dissapointed that he doesn't get to bum rush the guy... then kinda sorta glad that maybe the guy had some worth and didn't deserve to die. then confused since he doesn't know what the fuck happened in the first place. Settles for grumbling and twitching with nervous energy* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *A nod* Does the Cliath have a name... Alexander Goodwill: *He remains completely silent during the Rite, another brief glance towards Gwen for some reason, a slight nod in her direction. He also nods in return to the small raven, his features still remaining impassive instead of the normal greeting he gives her. His attention then turns back to Sandy and Ben, frowning a little when Jeremiah moves towards the rites circle.* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She inches closer when Jeremiah goes to give Ben his jacket, ready to destory anyone that tries to hurt Jeremiah~ Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *the pain of it nerely gets to be too much and the change begins with fur sprouting out in waves across his back and arms his hands and arms growing in size fingernails growing and thickening...one hand reaches out and grabs the haft of the fireman's axe at his side gripping it so tightly the knuckles pop and go white the groan changes to a growl and even while he may not look very threatening and even in his current state that still is a growl to make those who know him take a few steps backwards ... especially those who only know the recent tales of his previous exsistance...he remains on the ground his other hand clawing into the dirt the growl fading as the pain receeds along with the change to his birth form* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: ((*yawn*)) Elisa Apsara: *She's not put off by the lack of a normal greeting, forgoing her usual questions for the time being as she's interested soley in the rite...taking notes to ask questions later* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *shurgs when Ben shifts and walks back over to the fire, pulling his jacket back on* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She gestures sharply at the Kin to stay back...if the shifting Crinos doesn't stop him first.* Greg Sharky: Blue eyed and 5.11 foot tall with a strong frame and a healthy step ((str 3)). His blonde hair has dredlocked to a shoulder length held back by tying the ropes of hair in a simple knot behind his head. He smells faintly of gunpowder and other chemicals to a good nose. He speaks with a slight hick accent and seems to be despite his rough appearance someone who many could trust ((charisma 4 disarming)). He wears a short sleeved green t-shirt over a long sleeved faded orange shirt cargo pants shabby sneakers and a heavy dark green hooded parka over it all. Sharp facial features marred with red razor stubble and a broad jaw makes him seem almost animalistic ((app 3)) Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Takes a half step back at the shift up, unknowingly taking Gwens smaller body along for the ride... Ben's rage is frightening. No amount of time with him has changed that...* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *still softly* Shit, hustle. *steps closer to Ben, kneeling and getting ready tohaul him across to the Umbra* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *With strength of will alone, she remains where she stands, shaking her head a little, waiting.* Sit up. Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *breathe held and cutting off blood flow to ed's arm* Azeral Pawn ~what evil men do~: (*nods* it should be i fixed the thing that had a problem with and sent it back in o.o ) Greg Sharky: *steps up to the gate hes heard told is the entrance all have to come threw peering in at the fatass bubba who he's seen a few times in the bawn but never had to deal with like this* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She frowns as Ben Shifts, she just taps her hand against her leg quietly, glancing about, she looks over at Jeremiah then back at the rite debating her options here~ Alexander Goodwill: *Even from the distance he's at, he takes a single step backwards, feral eyes narrowing slightly, his inner beast reacting visibly for a moment before he regains control over it swiftly.* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She reaches out, and grips his shoulder, hard, even in the Crinos form.* And shift down, NOW. Elisa Apsara: *The small raven's head tilts at an odd angle, suppressing a curious caw as she looks on...fascinated* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: *just watches* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *glances back at the rite impassively, then to Jenn* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *twitches and shudders again, an answering growl starting to build in his throat, though he catches himself.. looks to Luna again, briefly... has to get some silver handcuffs or something if his pack isn't around tomorrow* Greg Sharky: bubba *kicks the gate a tad to send it into a shudder getting his attention* how are things *his nervousness shows threw in his voice as he slides his hands in his pockets glancing around* Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *he doesn't sit up he stands up brushing sandy's hand off his shoulder as he shifts back down as much as he can ... the tail eyes and palms of a Crinos always being in evidance as proof of his sinful conception* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Bubba, looking mighty crabbastic himself after dealing with the pissy Garou coming and going all night, just eyeballs Greg for a minute before deciding that the twerp's not going away* Da fugyawant... Latisha Sturgis: *Watches, intrigued* Greg Sharky: .... come on bubba don't be such an ass. iv slept on your couch like 3 times. *kicks the gate again lightly as he glances around yet again* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She looks over at Jeremiah again and wanders over towards him~ Wasn't he like the warder before? How can he be a claith now? ~Shakes her head~ Tonight is very confusing....I keep being told to shutup. Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): (Azeral > As one of the Silver Moon approval people...what that means is if you get approved, you can play in Silver Moon - you can't play here. PM me and we can talk about it.) Jeremiah ~GW kin~: Jenn- He was, then he sold out to the Wyrm, then recanted. That's all I know about it. "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *snorts and horks a lunger at the fence, which zaps and sparks and makes and evil smell-gaia only knows what he ate...* N'like I said...Dafuggyawant, asshole.. Alexander Goodwill: *Again his feral gaze moves towards Gwen, his gaze lingering on her for a lengthy moment, his head nodding briefly and only once. A slight smile touchs the corners of his lips for some reason but within seconds, it fades again, his impassive features returning.* Jennifer DeMaris: Yeah...well, if you ask me, we should have not let him off this easy...~Shakes her head slowly~ Whatever, he is not my problem....~She smiles faintly~ How are you doing? Jeremiah ~GW kin~: Jenn- *shurgs* The usual. Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *With a practiced move, she reaches up and smears the thick blackish "paint" from her fingers on Ben's forehead in the shape of the Ahroun glyph. Quietly, just between herself and the Cliath, she murmurs.* All is *not* forgotten. But live again. *She blinks slowly, and looks around to all the assembled Garou and spirits.* Witness...a new Cliath, born again under the Full Moon, of the Bone Gnawer tribe, stands before you. Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *looks over at Ben & Sandy* Elisa Apsara: *She doesn't completely tune the rest of the crowd out, but her gaze doesn't waver from the Rite taking place...only having heard of this one before, never witness to it.* Greg Sharky: Christ *rolls his eyes and looks away frowning* all the times I took care of your pizza delivery boys and made sure those kids stopped filling your mail box with butter. nice to know how good deeds land with you... Jennifer DeMaris: ~Smiling a bit more she nods her head at Jeremiah~ Yeah, same here....glad they finally let me do my own thing now, check it out, I was able to get my headphones, my cds....and ta snag some bills from my parents....~Nods her head~ I was damn happy bout that.... Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *her grip relaxes on ed's arm and she wants to step forward* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Looks at Jeremiah and Jennifer, his expression a mix between shock and disgust... how they can be so apathetic when the Garou who almost destroyed the entire sept kneels but a few yards away from them... The Garou who is responsible for the deaths of so many of their loved ones and peers... the one who was once their greatest protector... the one who might still have the strength to leave a bloody wake in the clearing should he turn once again... and they're talking about "the usual"?!* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: Jenn- That's good. *nods* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *She raises up both her hands to Luna, looking for all the world like an Evangelical preacher at a Baptism.* Born again under Luna's light...he has begun a second chance, more than most of us are granted in our time. Even though he lives again...there is no forgetting what has come before. He Remembers the Pain...and so he's now called. Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *twtichy twitchy... spits some foamed-up spittle onto the ground8 "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): Bubba: Good deedns' stop when I'm on th' clock asshair, you fuggin know that. Last chance-Da fug ya want. Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Places a hand on Gwens shoulder, trying to coax her into waiting one moment longer until the shivers pass in Ben... then lets her go.* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: ((Just to note, Jere is speaking in hushed tones and seeming rather uninterested in conversation right now)) Alexander Goodwill: *He lets his head nod once, deeply, showing he's witnessed what the Rite Master has done. Once he believes the Ritual is done, he quietly departs, not drawing attention to himself if at all possible while he slips back into the twisted maze of the junkyard.* Jennifer DeMaris: Yeah, I finally get out of this damn place....I was sooo happy to be able to sleep in my own bed for once....~Nods a bit more and glances over towards the others, then looks back at Jeremiah~ So, um....how goes your training? Greg Sharky: i want in alright... i wanna help, like you... well like you minus 5 tons of fat and plus 8 inchs of dick "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *solemnly closes his eyes, intoning softly* He shall be, Remembers-the-Pain. Jennifer DeMaris: (Jenn is speaking quietly but seems all about Conversation...*LOL*) Elisa Apsara: *She keeps her perch long enough to watch the Rite finish, then hopping back up to her higher perch....watchful gaze sweeping the area as she lingers a while longer to listen before taking flight once more* Ben Hawking ~Slays the Song~ (for the moment) : *just stands there his knuckles still white on the axe haft fighting the uncountable conflicting impulses raging through him* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *In response to Ben's naming, he replys as in church* God go with him. Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *Her arms drop...and it isn't long before her face takes on the mix of anger and resignation it had before.* Don't fail us... *The again is silent, but heard...bad form though it may be. She turns her head away...just another Cliath stands before her, one among the rest. The ritual is ended. He's not the only one who'll be remembering.* Scratch: *the something that Latisha is holding moves a bit* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *glances back to Jenn* It's going well. Latisha Sturgis: *Looks down at Scratch, whispering* You waking up? "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Bubba raises an eyebrow* Take a hike, shithead. *Heads back into the much-warmer shack* Alexander Goodwill: *And is gone* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *looks disgustedly to the monkey-god worshipper (Jere) for a moment.. then back to the ritual* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *walks over to ben and crouchs next to him* Jennifer DeMaris: ~She sorta notices Jeremiah's lack of wanting to speak, she sorta glances about and moves away a bit to her by herself~ "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *a sigh, knowing this is going to be a fun 48 hours till the moot. Makes a list of who'll be pissed by this...then decides that who won;t be pissed'd be the shorter list* Elisa Apsara: (*poof*) Scratch: *the rat goes still again. Maybe it was just a reflex* Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *Gathering up her things, she turns her back on Remembers the Pain...the assembled Garou...and all else, walking back into the Caern's heart.* Ben Hawking ~Remembers the Pain~ : *grunts and gets dresed again no smile on his face or in his eyes his jaw clenched shut tightly veins standing out on the side of his neck* Jürg Kreigzeug (GoF PB3): *definately gonna grunt to Jubes and Cole about this shit...* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): *Eyes Jennifer and Jeremiah after the Rite... Hushed voices or not, Ed's notorious for hearing things he shouldn't. He doesn't look at all pleased, but he heads back to the scrapmetal table at the side of the clearing without saying anything to them.* Greg Sharky: BUBBA COME ON *kicks the fence again harder this time* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *looks back over to Jenn now that the rite is over* Sorry, kinda offical function you know. Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *stands next to ben* happy have you back again.. Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *ignores the dirty looks from Jurgen and Edward* Latisha Sturgis: *Frowns and scratches him a bit, sighing* "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Softly* Ben, we will speak soon. *Follows Eddie to the workbench...* What'd I miss? Jennifer DeMaris: Nah, yo...whatever...I can take a hint, may take me a bit, but I can take one....sorry I said anything. ~Shakes her head, her angry very apparent~ Azeral Pawn ~what evil men do~: ((*clicks send on her app and grins* ^.^ ) Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *there is no grin on her fcae, none of her usual mirth in her eyes.. her statement made in a relieved yet melancholy tone* Jeremiah ~GW kin~: Jenn- The hint was that you should be quiet during religious services. *not really wanting to teach a teenager manners right now...* Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): Jason>> *Shrugs* Depends on what you've been around for... I need to find Threat-Seeker next time he visits... I've a few choice words to convey to him on behalf of the local spirit brood, not to mention a little punitive damage to hand out. Ben Hawking ~Remembers the Pain~ : *picks up the blanket and cuts the edges of it on the axe blade before wrapping it around himself again tucking it into the collar of the sweater he's wearing so that it's very much like the shroud on the armor he wore back when he was someone else...then he looks down at Gwen and says for the first but most certainly not the last time* Do I know you? "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Bubba seems content currently to kick up his feet, light a smoke, and go back to his indepth perusal of the fine articles found in Hefty Hooterz* Jennifer DeMaris: What for a fucking murderer? ~She looks over at Jeremiah for a moment~ They should have just....just...er, nothing, okay....just give me my distance for now....~Sighs a little~ Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): (Okay...just so everyone knows, I'm going to quote from the book about Renunciation and what it means. "Once the rite has been completed, the werewolf essentially has a new life. It is considered bad form for old acquantances (except for packmates) to speak to him with any familiarity. Only when a Garou again attains her previous rank may she reestablish old friendships." I don't think this means any sort of complete ignoring or even pushing aside...it just means there's a distance there that there wasn't before...not that that should be too difficult, considering.) Greg Sharky: bubba!...... im sorry come on let me in. "Twomoons" Maier (CoG): *Nods* I heard about that little fuckups activity. Hell, couldn't miss it. Sandy 'Blue Canary' Morrison (MotR): *For those in tune with the Umbra...a howl sings up in the Umbral reflection of the Caern's heart, carrying news of the death of Slays the Song and the birth of Remembers the Pain on the wings of spirits to the rest of the Garou Nation.* Gwenivere ~Crash Overide~Burne{CW}: *looks at him she knew this was coming but it still hurts* I guess not.. Jeremiah ~GW kin~: *quiet impassionatly, he turns and walks away from Jenn* Matthew BlueMoon{SR}: ((hmmmm.... sinceMatthew never meet Ben except at the fight, the one time that shouldnt be a problem)) :) Edward Morgan (Truthcatcher): Jason>> *Sighs, swivelling on his stool- a feature not previsouly present* That aside, I've negotiated with the spirits... we should be alright for a while, or at least that's what they say, when it comes to other tribes dealing with them. *Sighs, rubbing at his neck a bit as he tries to think of what else is on his list* Oh, the gauntlet is large enough to start using... I'll probably add onto it, but I've been practicing with it a while and am pretty confident its in working order... Jennifer DeMaris: ~Grumbles a bit~ Fuckin' Chump... Ben Hawking ~Remembers the Pain~ : Gwen>>*a pause and then a single word that much like his new name has meaning on many differant levels* Sorry... Back | List of Archive | Next |
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