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Another Falls in Battle February 9, 2003 Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *slips back out of the van in homid, his shirt still commandeered by Viv, but his jacket on* Cap Rountree (ST): *Sighs.* Lemme set up a different still an' I'll git ya some wood alc'hol. Don't you be usin' m'good 'shine. Theo MacLloyd: Valerie> Maeybe I can be showin' ya tommorrow. *With that, Theo darts off into the maze* ((Gone. BYE ALL!)) Wields-Plastic-Death (new meaning to chainsaw massacre): Cap>>Jus' wanted see how it burn... *uncaps the gas tank on the chainsaw contraption, emptying the first jar into it* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: Twomoons> The only stool samples I devour are the ones you give me to devour. I have a theory about the powerful Spirit of Chocolate that could lead down that road to the Rite of Parthenogenesis. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: ((Night Theo)) 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): Val>>WEll, since I've been told there are spirits of plastic...chocolate's not a far cry. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: That's why I should find a healthy and willing cocoa pod tree first, without having to go to South America first. Wields-Plastic-Death (new meaning to chainsaw massacre): *grins and shifts to glabro, hoisting the rigged together contraption... looks to Cap and yanks the starter.. only takes twice for it to fire up and DAMN does it sound better... not perfect and not like a brand new chainsaw, but it sounds a fuck of a lot better than it did. definately the peak of Wield's skill for the time being* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: That's why I should find a healthy and willing cocoa pod tree first, without having to go to South America first. Wields-Plastic-Death (new meaning to chainsaw massacre): *grins and shifts to glabro, hoisting the rigged together contraption... looks to Cap and yanks the starter.. only takes twice for it to fire up and DAMN does it sound better... not perfect and not like a brand new chainsaw, but it sounds a fuck of a lot better than it did. definately the peak of Wield's skill for the time being* Cap Rountree (ST): Val>>Holt up 'til Joe-bob gets back, an' we might be able t'fetch one. Cap Rountree (ST): *Grins.* Not bad a'tall, boy. Let's see 'er fire. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: Cap> No shit? *Grins* You guys are the best. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *the pigeon spirits of the Sept inform the Warder and Wyrmfoe about a possible 'problem' in the Penumbra of the Junkyard. Something involving a strange Garou and the rat spirits* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *He awaits in the shadows. The shadows do not embrace him. The shadows do not caress his frame. The shadows do not wrap themselves around him, acknowledge him as master, recognize him for one of their own, or cling to him like a jealous lover. In fact, the shadows don't give a shit. They're just shadows.* Wields-Plastic-Death (new meaning to chainsaw massacre): *grins and lets fire a good glob of the shit... sprays actually alright.. he musta boosted the power in the pump somehow, burns okay too... but its just a test sample* 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *quirks an eyebrow, but steps sideways silently to the Penumbra* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Grunts, uses Beastspeech and askes them to repeat it, and Sidesteps himself, heading for the trouble.* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Looks back at where Twomoons went into the Penumbra with some curiousity* Cap Rountree (ST): Nice... Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *looks over to Jubs as folks start stepping sideways.. follows suit with a little difficulty* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *heads through the gate and makes her way through the maze in utter silence, stepping out into the gathering area and remaining in the shadows cast by the trash heaps* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : A thin, delicate-looking young woman, she appears fragile as glass, yet somehow still manages to give off the air of a born predator. She's tall, nearly six feet tall, and very pale Her features are delicate and sharp, the combination making her look quite severe but also attractive, in a somewhat intimidating manner. Long, thick black hair falls to the middle of her shoulder blades. A fierce intelligence burns behind her deep black eyes, which look at everything as if sizing up a potential rival. She wears a steel ring set with a black stone on her right hand and a thin steel chain around her neck. Her voice is a soft, pleasant soprano that still seems to carry a powerful weight behind it. She wears a tight white dress shirt, black slacks that flare out at the bottom, and a long leather jacket. Wields-Plastic-Death (new meaning to chainsaw massacre): OOC:putting window on pause for a minute. archiving. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: w..thefuck? *Steps sideways* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): ~ps~ 's'goin' on, bro? Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *surrounded by a bunch of hissing rats is a middle aged African woman, slim but wiry wearing jeans and a flannel shirt and worn down boots. Her hair is braided with all manner of things. Rings of wood, feathers, clumps of fur. She looks tired beyond her years. The reason the rats are upset is rather obvious...a pair of 6 foot long owl's wings extend from her back. Rat and followers of Owl don't exactly get along yanno* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): PS--Dunno. *In Hispo by now, runnin'.* PS--Rat spirits are about to rip somethin' up in the bawn. A Garou. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *Angling towards the interloper* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods to Kharima.* WS--Good Eve, Rhya. *Shifts to Homid and steps past the rats, extending his hand--and incidentally making it clear she's no enemy.* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *shifts to Crinos, dropping to all fours and hauling ass, quickly catching up to Jubs and keeping pace and position* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): ((*G* When he reaches her, of course.)) 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *starts immediately speaking some nice soothing stuff, and liberally dispensing lint and carmelcorn from a cargo pocket* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Holds back a little way to observe and rally more support if needed.* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *grunts seeing what the big mess is, relaxes a little* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Whistles and squats to reassure the rat spirits they've done a good job with a * ~SS~ Good job. Can you all stay with me and we'll watch what the Garou do with her? 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *Taking a backup position, covering Jubes' blind side. Just in case.* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *Jube not exactly being their favorite Garou the rats back off but keep watching...when the food comes out of TM's pocket however they grab it and run...but man do they watch the woman expecting her to go after them at any minute* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *she smiles sadly up at Jube and shakes his hand...her voice carrying a slight french accent...calming, soothing and slightly rough as if she's been weeping recently* Nice to meet you in the flesh Jublain-yuf. I only wish Owl had allowed it to happen under happier circumstances. Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *standing to Jubs' right for a change, abotu one step back* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* Likewise... I fear you carry ill tidings? Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *nods looking down slightly* Yes. It is part of my Tribe's curse I guess that we are compelled to tell of what we've seen even when we don't wish to. *looks up a tear in her eye* Hadrian, Judges the Vandr, Redeems the For Eldra, Fenris' Dark Reflection has fallen in battle against the forces of the Wyrm. Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *blinks. speechless* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Grunts, looking about like he just took a shot to the stomach.* Dammit.... Pardon my... I... You're certain? Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): ~HT~ what happened? *jaw tightens, the muscles flexing repeatedly as the slight twitch in his right eye picks up* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: Jurg>>He walked into the trap his father laid for him. He used no deception or guile no matter how much I begged him. He called out his father's pack and charged all 4 of them. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* Can you tell us how it happened? PS--~Hadrian~ got squikked? What the fuck coulda done that? Dammit, we should have insisted. I should have beat his ass again and again until he agreed to let the rest of us go with. Dammit, I.... Fuck! Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Dead silent and apart from the rest still.* 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *blinkblink* Mother...*clears his throat* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* I think you, Seeks-the-Lost. Were you able to recover his corpse? Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): ~ps~ *one steady growl* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *nods* Yes. It and Eisen Stark are at his Den. *looks around* Is Rolling Blackout here? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): ((Uh, thAnk you, that is...)) Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Ambles into the GA, and looks around suspiciously at the sight of...well...no one. whistles and shrugs as she heads for the weight bench.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* We'll stop there along the way for Bloodpaw anyway. Val? *Looks to her.* Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Shock-numb* I am. Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *watches Cassy from the shadows, then shrugs, walking over to the fire to warm her hands* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *Closes his eyes, rapid movement beneath them as the growl goes from being mental to verbal.. one long slow steady sound, ears laid back flat* Kharima>>~HT~ and you didn't follow him? no one charged at his side? Cap Rountree (ST): *Nods to Cassy from where he's sitting.* Evenin', miss. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *walks over to Val and holds out her hands palm up. Calloused and rough her palms are not those of a lady but a Garou* I am Kharima Neftet, Seeks the Lost, Adren Theurge of the Silent Striders. Hadrian told me about how you helped him with his son. He wants you to see to Eisen Starke's care until he's ready to become a Fenrir. It was his dying wish. Will you accept? Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Gets that feeling that someone else is there, and turns around to see Anja. Shruggin as well she turns back around and begins to load up the 5lb curl bar with 5lb weights on each side.* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): Easy, Jurg. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: Jurg>>I was with him. While he fought the Garou of Apophis, I went into their lair and rescued Eisen Stark. When I came out it was at the end between Hadrian and his father. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Clenches her jaw to hold back what wants to be expressed for Hadrian* I will. Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *snarls*~ps~ Hade's dead and you want me to be EASY? *eyes flare wide, muscles shaking with the tension in them* Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Looks up and waves at Cap* Heya Cap...how's it goin? *smiles as she sheds her jacket to reveal an orange G.I. Joe "with life like hair" baby T-shirt* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): Ps--For now. We have work to do, but not yet. *Even the mental voice is calm. Too fucking calm, and Jurg knows better than anyone else the effort it's taking.* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *and yes... the beast within can be felt to those around him* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *glances over at Cassy idly, then looks back to the fire, silent* Cap Rountree (ST): *Shrugs, digging out his pipe.* Tol'able. Hopin someone gets back quick an' lets us know what the fuss was about. Keep an eye out, though, jus' in case. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *leans forward and lightly kisses Val on the cheek* Thank you Rolling Blackout. Should you ever need my help merely ask. I am in your debt for being one of Hadrian's companions. Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Gazes at him curiously* The Fuss? Somethin goin down? Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: Kharima> Will you be part of honoring his life and deeds? I'd like to be there. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: Val>>That was actually my next question. *turns to Jube* I know I am not Fenrir and I will not hold it against you if you refuse but I would like to be there for his burning. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods to Kharima.* Of course. We will do that tonight. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *softly* I don't believe my presence here is, necessary. I will, relay the tidings to the rest of the sept. Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Continues repping the 15 pound bar...stopping at 15, and waiting a few seconds before starting again* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: ((I have to work tomorrow so I can't do it tonight...)) Jube>>Would you please, as a favor to me, hold it until tomorrow? I would like to tell the story of his last battle but, *pauses* I need a little time. To do it and him honor with my telling. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods to Kharima.* We can do that. We will need to prepare his pyre. PS--First damn cocksnot to say 'good riddance' loses a body part. I ain't joking. Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): ~ps~ first one to say a damn thing will get killed. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *Makes his way back to the physical part of the caern with fairly bright eyes* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *nods* Thank you. I'm sorry for disturbing the spirits here. Cap Rountree (ST): *Looks up as Twomoon comes in.* hey, Doc, what's the trouble? Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Sets the bar down, and wipes the sweat from her forehead. Noticing TM return from the umbra* Heya jefe...somethin going down? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *shrugs.* That will heal. If you wish, find a place in the forest, if he didn't tell you where he dens there, and we will find you in the morn or you can send message. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: I'll go right now if that's all right. Eisen-Starke might need more than Bloodpaw. Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods to Val.* You know where it is? Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *looks over at Twomoons as he enters, watching him* Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *smiles slightly* I know where his Den is. How could I not know where he had been? *tears starting to build up* I will go before I embarass myself. Good evening. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *takes a breath, before keeping it simple* Hade's dead. Fell in battle. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: I know. Been there several times. Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *drops to all fours, pacing a bit, that steady growl still in his throat* Cap Rountree (ST): Hade? *Eyes widen.* Hail, you mean Hadrian? That big jet-black feller? What th'hell's strong enough to kill that thing? Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* If you like, Val can lead you there. I will speak with the Warder over the matter of our absence--I don't know how long we'll be gone. Valerie "Rolling Blackout" Karydikrotos: *Hits Hispo in one fast change* ~HT~ Later. *Lopes out* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *frowns* I did not know him, but it is always unfortunate to hear of a Garou dying. My condolences. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: Jube>>If you think to hunt down his father, there is no need. Even had he not died in the battle, I would have slain him myself or died trying. Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Jaw drops, and she forgets her workout and begins walking slowly toward TM* No way...was it here? tonight? what happened?*unsheathes her kris* 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): I'll let his pack relay that particular, part. I wouldn't be able to do the story justice. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *shakes head* Not here. He left, to rescue his adopted son. *a couple hitches punctuate his statement* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* THat is good to know. But there is more to do. Cap Rountree (ST): *Nods.* Damn.... Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *goes silent* How'd you know he's dead then? 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *sits down heavily in his canvas chair* Cassy Nix (S-E-D): ((BBIA...gonna make dinner)) 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): Word was relayed, by one who saw it. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *walks up and lays her hand on Jublain's forearm* I'm sorry to tell you this Jublain-yuf. Cassy Nix (S-E-D): *Plops heavily down on the couch and lights a smoke...* jeeesus. 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): Yep. *wipes his eyes slightly* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *keeps her eyes on Twomoons, but says nothing, letting him mourn* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): It's... it's alright. What he wanted, i guess. We just... dammit, we... *Grunts.* Thank you, Kharima. And thank you for ensuring he didn't die unknown or in vain. Cap Rountree (ST): *stares at the fire, wide-eyed.* That just... damn, I never thought anything could get that one... Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *another sad smiles* Jube>>He died and his death redeemed his family and ancestors. The honor of his family and Tribe is restored through his sacrifice against the Wyrm. What better death could any Garou ask for? *doesn't look like she truly believes it but she isn't Fenrir* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *nods.* He died well. I hope I may do as much. Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: *nods and pats his arm again* I will see you both tomorrow. Good night. *shifts to Crinos the wings growing with her and takes off into the air...* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *growls again, pacing still*~HT~ nothing will compare to the slaughter we're goin' to cause in his name... *the thought of specifically who to slaughter for revenge not yet worked out.. doesn't matter* 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *Nods, wiping his eyes again* Yeah...One time, him and me and Medea and...Eddie, I think...we were going to recon a Hive. It was a trap, with a Wyrm-beast in the center. Hadrian jumped into its' throat, and tore it apart from the inside. After it died, Medea and I tore Hadrian from it's belly...*shakes his head* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *Nods.* Good hunting, Seeks-the-Lost. *Nods to Jurg and shifts to Lupus, giving his packmate enough time to follow suit before lifting his muzzle and giving vent.* Cap Rountree (ST): I'll have to hear that story someday... Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *shifts to lupus, taking a deep lungful of air, throwing his head back to unleash the howl that's been raging to break free* Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): *A mix of heartbreak and all-consuming Rage, the howl flies into the night like fire from the head of a blowtorch, like a torrent of water flowing with such strength as to drag in and kill anyone who so much as put a hand into it. Like a scream, or the report of a bullet, it echoes even across the Gauntlet, into a truly different world, for miles. In downtown KC, a man stands looking at a picture on his mantle, unaware of the tears rolling down his cheeks or the fists clenched so hard that cords stand out on his arms and the nails bite into the flesh. He hasn't thought... Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): about his little girl in weeks, but now all he wants is to get his hands on the worthless fucking drunk that took her away from him. In a mobile home east of town a woman with a livid bruise on her cheek and a freshly split lip stumbles into the kitchen. Drunken snores sound behind her as she picks up the carving knife and whispers "never again." On the north side of town a gang sits talking about their fallen lieutenant. Of a sudden they get up with one mind, pick up their weapons, and hit the streets--hunting. And throughout the Umbra, both city and country, spirits... Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): ...lift their heads at the suond--and put them right back down, motionless. And from where he sits and watches the pack, a huge wolverine-spirit, scarred and bearing armor on one shoulder, issues its own low growl that somehow echoes along with the tones of the mourning howl. A mourning, a cry, an issue of crudest Rage, and a solemn promise of retribution.* 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): ((OKay, who was the other one who was on that? I know there were 4 of 'em...)) Kharima Neftet ~Seeks the Lost~ [NPC]: ((I think it was Eddie...)) Jublain "Hjarta-Villtnur" Wade (GoF PB 3; ST): ((and, of course, Call of the Wyld kicked into that.)) 'Twomoons' Maier (warderdude): *Looks up* Oooh...shit. *mustkill* Jürgen Beast-of-Garm zerreißt-das-getrennte-Glied (DoW. GoF PB3): *Blasts forth the rage in his heart, limitless from wolverine and incomprehensible in its sorrow. A howl of fury, of anguish... one that almost expects the bassy tone of the fallen member to join in before lowering to cover for it. Jurg's vocalization bring nowhere near the beatury and expression of Jublain's, though forced outward with so much more power... the beast within adds to the beast without, swearing vengeance for the fallen brother* Cap Rountree (ST): *Remains silent, listening, as his pipe goes out unnoticed.* Anja Stormbringer::ST:: : *looks up suddenly, staring off into the distance* Back | List of Archive | Next |
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