September 08, 2002chance meeting [gaby-christian][north jersey apartment]
Posted by asher at September 08, 2002 12:00 AM
(gaby)
(What do I do to ignore what's behind me?
Do I follow my fate to escape blindly?
Do I hide my pride away from these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening)
She moves up the street, The 19 year old girl, still filled with worlds of confusion, Vos He was something she didnt understand, and it seemed it always led to trouble...
Christian He had Saved her llife (once, or was it twice) What was the story with Christian, such lack of anything, not so much cold, but certainly hadnt warmed up to her int he slightest
welcome to the world of a dancer..(Do I . sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I . try to catch them red - handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness?
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?)She had been gone for a while, out of sight, out of mind?
She just had to disappear for a while, not far, not unaccessable, just Alone in her placeLoud music and alcohol...
Where was she going, what was she destined to be, to do, this 19 year old...
only 19 yearsShe had made her choice, she wasnt doubting that any longer, actually HAPPY about what she had chosen it felt right, it certainle felt right
(Cause I can't hold on when I'm stretched so thin
I make the right moves but I'm lost within
I put on my daily façade but then,
I just end up getting hurt again)And so she walks, back up the streets of North Jersey, smoking her smoke, just glancing at the people, eyeing the pool hall but not going in...
(asher)
there is a loose end at the North Jersey Apartment (more of a decoration in the wall that shouldn't be there) and it is time that was tied
now that he is clean
now that he is free
now that he can stretch his legs without worrytankboots make their way from where the cab dropped him, hands shoved into the pockets of baggy jeans slung low on lean hips, a t-shirt clinging on skin still chilled by the crisp night air (niggling crave still at the back of his mind, creeping, crawling, waiting until the opportune moment)
there's a smile worn on his face (slightly lopsided from the new scar still healing) the Galliard (after days of unrest) somewhat at ease
(gaby)
Stopping to flick the smoke and leaning over to tie the laces on her right Converse high topSo now what? Sure like there was some book she could find to open that would tell her what to do next, what the future held..
Actually so much at ease, feeling good about who she wasjust more concerned with who to be talking to and when
lonliness?
Not looking for sex or a man, looking for someone to confide in and be able to learn from..
they were all busy,
Malcolm...he was supposed to teach her
Christian, he seemed to want to...Asher....she had no clue what to think about Asher, (terrifyed? but a sense of trust)
you brought me to my life, i owe you....some sort of strange connection, without having spent any time with himStanding back up she leans up against the concrete wall, lights another smoke, and watches the street
(asher)
nicoteine my latent dream
not many on the street tonight and the scented cancer drifting along the lanes catches his attention (fly in a spiderweb) and those eyes focus up along the way to find a most familiar form settled against a wallhow convenient
and a smile curls along young lips that never once move to produce sound
......kyrsha'waaaai'gaaaassss........
(gaby)
Hazel eyes move towards the (voice) sound...
she knew who it was
She takes another drag and remains where she is
Finally spotting him and giving him a nod..(asher)
his shoulder finds place on the wall near hers, another (twisted, loving) smile greeting her nod"Been awhile..... we were wondering about you....... no contact, no sign, we thought maybe something tragic happened."
the new scar skimming his cheek and temple speaks of the amount of tragedy that's been around lately
(gaby)
She does crack a smile..."i had a lot of laundry to do" she chuckles..
"nothing tragic, nothing at all, just wanted to listen to some music, chill out, and see if it was true that i am a trouble magnet or not...but no trouble found me , so i guess im a victim of just being at the wrong place at the wrong time" she chuckles..Eyes gaze to him, and she smiles..
"Everything ok?" she almost winces slightly, wondering if she had broken some unknown rule from not 'checking in' or something
(asher)
"Oh...... there was a little of this, a little of that...... but everything's healing now."cruel smirk brings more of an irony to those words than anything, shoulders rolling in a shrug
"After Oliver knew you were speaking to Them and then you suddenly disappeared - well he does worry about us and ours, you know."
(gaby)
She stops and thinks..."Oliver?"
She looks confused and shrugs
"Listen theres nothing to worry about, but i suppose you dont believe that???"
she shakes her head..
"That guy left weeks ago, i never talked to him again, i never told him anything at all, he had met all of you when you went to the barrens, he knows no more now then he did then, it sealed my decision on what i knew i had to be..that was it...i havent seen anyone in 3 weeks"
she looks at him
she is not lying, not at all
(asher)
there's a soft (rolling, smooth gray) chuckle, noting her confusion"We call him Oliver in public..... unless you find another name you prefer. He's intrigued by what others dream up for him....."
some names do tend to stick out when gracing the mortal ear
the smooth smile remains, easily communicating his knowledge that
indeed
she isn't"Its hard not to worry when you've little to work on, especially with the recent troubles involving Malcom and Madeleine..... and then Taryn's lessons are beginning and we'd hate for you to get left behind......" a short (white) pause "It's nice to have you back, Gaby. Well rested? Focused? Confident? Sounds like you're ready to rejoin us back at home......"
it's subtle
it's also Kaj'sha's wish(gaby)
She nods..."what about Vos..is he still hanging around?"
She listens
oliver...in public..got itHer head turns to meet him again..
"Madeline? The kinfolk chick that Malcolm had backing him up at the crack house raids?" she looks confused..
"What did she have to do with...." she looks around..
"wow " she scratches her head.."im really out of the loop eh?"
(asher)
again, there's that smooth (gray) laugh"Indeed you are...... I suppose that happens when you're not around. I've been out of the loop a few days as well"
his head nods down the street, body pulling from the wall like a marionette on strings
"I've something to retrieve from the old apartment, if you feel a walk I'll catch you up...."
(gaby)
She peels her slender body from the wall And smirks...
"Sure...im all ears" she smirks and her hands shove into the jeans pockets...
Old Apartment?(asher)
the walk is short, though not entirely in silence, a set of keys jangling (orange) from somewhere within those deep pockets, door held open as a proper gentleman would"So where would you rather I start?"
one cannot begin spinning tales without a proper point to secure the web
(gaby)
Slipping through the open door (thank you she enters..
"I really dont know, Vos? Madeline?" she offers a few suggestions.
Her finger moves a chunk of dark hair from in front of her eyes as she looks around...
Hands still in her pockets, as she stands awaiting the stories to come...
(asher)
the door is shut (tight) behind them, weaving his way towards Malcom's bedroom (the door hanging splinters from its hinges) mismatched eyes peering around in search"Well.... Madeleine....."
an absent wave to the disaster area made of the room in indication
"..... was premature. So she was removed." violently, it seems "And I've been beneath one of the Father's tests at home so haven't out to see nor find Vos, lately, so I'm not sure how much 'around' he still is. Have you checked the papers lately? Taryn seems to have a new weaverling spider friend. Speaking of them both..... do you have or have a way of getting a formal gown?"
(gaby)
so much information whizzes by her, and the apartment isnt even famailiar to her any longer..."I didnt know Madeline was....(one of us) taken down the path...So i guess i didnt know she could be removed, i met her once, doesnt affect me....."
she pauses, her fingertips move along the couch arm as she remembers many things, in the brief moment she doesnt speak...
(Malcolm, you were weak in a sense, but you were fun)
She looks back at him.."naw havent checked the papers...but its good, if he isnt around climbing halfway up my ass, then i couldnt care much where he was
(nothing against him...but trouble seemed to cling to her when she was with Vos)"Spider friend?" she shrugs.."mmm kay whatever that means..." she sighs
(silence, soft silence beginning with the exhale of her sigh)Taryn learning, and Gaby lost
Christian...was he going to teach her, who knew, who knew who the hell wanted her
you killed Malcolm, fine, understood but he at least TRIED to keep me int he light...NOW WHO
But her face shows none of that
i can wear so many masksShe turns and responds "Of course i have access to one" or ill get one anyways...i have my ways, and i have my pride
(ashre)
that brings a pause, turning to look at her with those mismatched eyes"The spider shifters.... you don't know of them? Weaver's children....."
there's a pause, finally finding the hole in the wall beside a decoration and climbing onto the bed to retrieve whatever is in the hole with a pair of needlenose pliers
"And she wasn't...... she was going to be of use, then became a detriment. So I removed her."
is he truly anything more than Kaj'sha's thug?
prying the silver bullet from it's drywall casing, chuckling through wry muse".... and she almost removed me....."
it's replaced with a smile (a strange righteousness glowing in those strange eyes) the bullet carefully wrapped and stored in a pocket, leaving nothing left to do but waltz off the bed and back out to her
"Good. Kaj'sha is planning a formal dinner party and informal meeting for our family and friends, I'd assume now that you're back with us you'd be inluded. I'm not exactly sure when it is yet, but since you'll return to us and begin your lessons..... you won't fall out of the loop again?"
(gaby)
She listens, watching him taking something from a hole..
and a decoration on the wall???
She nods.."ohhhh yeah, spiders, i know of them" she nods
Or i will know of them soon enoughthe look on her face almost of shock....the human almost removed you???
She nods..."Asher, im not going anywhere, i just needed to do my laundry remember?" she smirks..
that smirk the ragabash is known for."I will be there, and lets just say i wont recognize myself" she chuckles...once she had been all dressed up, the night she was given the nice clothing from Vos and taken....wherever he took her that night...
and i hate getting all dressed up, but i willAnd now the questions start brewing in her head (Like a coffee pot in the morning)
But she remains silent
until she knows who to confide in directly, and who to talk to
Christian, Asher, Kaj directly?
She would keep her thoughts in her mind where they were safe
safe? how safe were they stuck in her mind??(asher)
there's a chortle, now, quite indulgent of her shock, a finger lifting to trace the new scar along the crest of left cheekbone trailing to his temple (......almost)"The Fang Kin knew her training well.....
which gave him all the more pleasure in turning her bones to powder
"Kaj'sha hopes you will spend more time with us, laundry or not, from now on...... he by no means wants to restrict you, but it is hard to learn and be taught when you're so far away. Yes?"
(gaby)
She nods.."understood" she chuckles..
Like she ever did laundry..."I will be around much more, and i will spend whatever time is required of me..."
but who is to teach me? Kaj, Asher, Christian??
She was getting closer to Christian, nothing romantic in the least, she was wondering if the guy was gay...but just closer in terms of a teacherbut she doesnt ask, she just nods...and lights a smoke..
"so where am i spending time with you all...is this place still the local clubhouse?"(asher)
understood Good."For the locality, yes, why bother finding another place when one of ours already procured one? But our base is at the Lab - it is there you will find a home. You will learn. And you will also teach. It is our hope that both you and Taryn will develop at the same rate and become full members of the Pack a the same time.
...... unless you have something else in mind......"
brow lifting, as if her questions read to him as an open book (speak your mind)
(gaby)
She shrugs slightly..."so you want me to move out of my place and into the lab?" she merely asks..."I have nothing else in mind..."
simply said, and truthful
(asher)
his head shakes"No, simpy spend more time there than you have. Now that you've returned to us that shouldn't be much to ask. It is understandable that some prefer to spend time away from the Lab and have a place to call their own...... lines of communication just need to remain open."
it is then his head tilts
"Then what is it you stop yourself from asking?"
(gaby)
She looks perplexed ..(are you IN my head? if you are then you know my questions)
She nods.."i will go to the lab all the time" she smiles
(relieved she could still have her space, her hole in the wall nasty disgusting place that was hers)"What do you mean?" she asks him as she leans agains the wall...
(asher)
the soft laughter rolls from the cage of his teeth (warm, velvet gray) shoulders rolling in a shug (perhaps I am, will you ever know?)"You seem as if you want to ask something..... but almost cannot find the words....."
(gaby)
She looks at him
"Malcolm is dead, you have Taryn who is learning fast...Kaj is busy, Christian??" she pauses..
"who is going to be teaching me, or do i get to be the ping pong ball bouncing back and forth "(asher)
"Christian isn't a part of the Pack, I don't see why he would be teaching you our ways."a brow lifts, slowly
(gaby)
She arks a brow...
"Because he saved me initially, he found me, i dont know, what the hell do i know, maybe cause he has taken the time to .." she shrugs"nothing, no biggie, so who is teaching me again..i forgot.."
she continues looking at the floor, then the couch
getting a little cranky now
just let me slip through the cracks then, no biggieShe adds
"Was your teacher in your pack?"
(asher)
"To..? To what? I don't recall him being there when you Danced the Spiral infront of me. What has he taken the time to do, Kyrsha'wai'gas, tell me. Entertain me. Indulge me with these tales of Christian's heroic efforts that would make the Father proud."the edge melts from velvet tones, the next more of a whisper
"And perhaps I would still be teaching you, as I started to, the night you Danced, if you hadn't disappeared unannounced for three weeks. And yes, he was. When I was a Gaian. And when I became a Dancer. There is nothing without the Pack."
(gaby)
She looks at him...she doesnt cower, she looks at him
"well lets see, you took me down the spiral, and i was around weeks after, with some fucking i dont know WHAT he is Vos climbing up my ass" she shrugs
"i dont see you much, you have other things, i didnt know who was in whos pack..no one has told me shit about that, all i know is before all this dancing,
Christian saved my LIFE from Garou and taught me about the whole Spiral world, he had to leave HE sent Malcolm TO me to watch me So pardon me for thinking that he was one with all of you, i guess that makes me just some dumb ignorant shit eh?" she shakes her head...
"How do i know whos on whos side, whos in whos pack, shit, malcom was sent to watch me, he was going to take me skippiing down the spiral, he was weak im not weak, but for me to assume the guy who initially saved me and then sent one of YOUR pack to watch over me isnt one of yours, when he returns..."she pauses and shrugs
"whatever...sorry, yeah, ok so "
again she repeats..
"who is teaching me again?"(asher)
"When Malcom was sent to watch you..... he was not of the Spiral's Heart. And when his blood flowed with ours, he was not very forthright in sharing information about you, or Madeleine, or even the Fenrir Kin he had stowed away. And he certainly was not sharing information with us about who sent him to New Jersey in the first place. So far, two are dead, Father only knows what happened to the Fenrir..... so then it leaves you. And this Christian fellow."never once does that voice rise from it's silken (intoxicating) murmur
"Vos is a fomor, the Stigmata should have clued you in, without questioning what it was how would any of us have known you didn't catch on. Several times I was here, with you, but as soon as things got sketchy you'd storm out. Is that what you will do when the Pack depends on you in tough times? Storm out? Leaving us to deal with it? Until now, Kyrsha'wai'gas, you've not asked a single question of any of us. You have not shown the desire to learn. You should know by now we will not spoonfeed candy to you, you are strong, you must work for it. So far all you have shown in a penchance for speaking with Gaians and Spirals we do not know. Tell me..... Kyrsha'wai'gas..... why should I teach you. Why should I make you stronger?"
(gaby)
storm out that was true only his perception of what happened was quite different..
(Fenrir kin, what fenrir kin)
"Are you implying i am the next to die then Asher?"
he looks at Asher..."And i couldnt question shit because the fucking guy was up my ass every second, i never had a second to talk to you WITHOUT him here.."
she shakes her head.
"i never stormed off out of fear...i storm out when something brews and im not a part of it, it had NOTHING to do with the pack, and i am loyal to who i neeed to be..ME
Your pack hasnt taken me in, i dont even know WHAT that means"she takes a step back and looks at him pointing to herself
"you see this? its me...this is me, you created me, im strong, yes, im witty, im smart, i can handle a lot of shit, but what i know is nothing, and it isnt completely MY fault" she shakes her head..
"of course you dont have to see that...Christian seemed to WANT to teach me, so i thought that was the plan
what the hell did i know?"
she laughs now...shaking her head."nothing obviously...and if you dont see me as an asset, and you dont see me as someone who could be important in this pack then fine, kill me, whatever you want...like i said, you made, me and i still dont know shit"
(christian)
*it's one thing to about get hit while crossing the street once, or even twice when walking across town... But five times? Seems like every driver had it out for him tonight... Even the punk girl who proceded to flirt with him after she about killed him... Idiots, all of them...BLAM... The door at the bottom of the stairwell slams against the wall, slowly finding it's broken way back to it's resting place. The thick rubber soles of the young man's black German Tank Commander boots fall heavily on the stairs as he makes his way up the floors... just a couple, but a couple is too many, at least after plodding all this way on foot. Where's his car? It's at his pad, running fine, but he doesn't particularly want that bane-bitch seeing it any time soon.
His outfit is the usual this evening, black jeans, black boots, and a black shirt emblazoned with the words So, what'cha gonna do 'bout it?... Also, around his neck hangs that odd string of rosary beads, just a quirk? Hell, it goes with his name...
Pushing a lock of his curly black hair behind one ear, he surveys the hallway outside of "the appartment" with those violet eyes of his... This place smells bad... And that's a lot, coming from him.
As he makes his way to the door, he stops for just a moment outside, listening carefully... An argument? Perhaps a harsh discussion might be better. No matter. He raises one hand and knocks politely on the door, spitting out his favorite phrase in a calm manner, his words tainted by some odd accent, too weak to be traceable*
"Pizza guy..."
(gaby)
Eyes move to the door
thank god
but she doesnt move
she stays right there....looking at asher
(I admit i am clueless i admit i dont know, all i have done is asked for help dammit)(asher)
oh and that laughter becomes rich listening to her"I never implied why you stormed out, Gaby, nor have I implied you were going to die. Two have made mistakes that cost them their lives..... I dearly hope you won't."
the smile (vicious) on young lips (can he be more than a few years older than she?) - who lead whom down the garden path, and lean body flops onto the couch
"Nice to see you haven't lost your fire in all those weeks in absentia - but we need to work on your questioning skills."
mismatched eyes (day and night sky trapped in his gaze) flicking to the door, hand reaching behind his back, though responding to the caller with a smile
"Didn't order any!"
(christian)
*he smirks at that, of course not, doesn't it just sound like the typical "bad guy comes to kill the secret agent" line? Cute... Anyway, he kinda leans against the wall next to the door, folding his hands behind his head and looking up at the ceiling. Wonder if the female will catch on....*"Not you mac, some lady... Uhm... Ms.... Jones?"
(asher)
"Funny" the gaze slides to Gaby "....... Ms. Jones doesn't live here anymore....." and he's quite sure she didn't plan on coming byrather amused because he did lock the door behind them
this should prove interesting as it pans out
the Galliard still sprawled quite comfortably on the couch(gaby)
She moves to the window sill and sits
fuck it it aint her place
(christian)
*he reaches over from where he leans and rattles the knob, rattles it again... huh... Go figure, hmm? Somebody's paranoid. Well, with the location of this place, it's not surprising, you could have all sorts of people just walking in... Like... men in black posing as pizza boys. With a snicker, he reaches into his side pocket and pulls out an old fashioned shaving mirror, planing to use it if need be*"Well mac, somebody does... This is the appartment number they gave me, and I'm standin' here with a pizza, so somebody's gonna have to pay for it."
*he raises the mirror and begins to concentrate on it, making sure there's nobody else out in the hall as he does so... Suppose he'll have to do this the hard way. She's in there, he heard her, but he's not sure who the other guy is... It's not the bane-bitch... Maybe it's her boss*
(asher)
his lungs fill with a deep breath of the scents building drafts carry beneath the door (well, with the location of the place.... insulation is not a priority) adjusting slightly on the couch
and pizza isn't one of them
his voice (that of an angel or a devil) carrying easily to the man in the hallway"Well..... I think everybody knows nobody here ordered a pizza, nor are you carrying one.... so how about we drop the pretenses and you tell us who you are and why you're here.... hm?"
(gaby)
She smirks..
she knew who it was..
And so did he, he knew Christian, they had met(christian)
*he smirks softly, putting the mirror back in his pocket as the man finally figures out that there isn't a pizza boy out here... Hmm.... It's not Vos, and he's nowhere near the peephole, must be one of them, maybe it is her boss. Leaning right where he has been, he clears his throat slightly*"I'll give you three guesses, the first two don't count... I'll give you a hint: Think names of major religions..."
*might as well have his fun now... With all the smart ass comments, who knows if he'll get his face knocked off or not? Sure, he's a pretty big guy, but, there are bigger. He chuckles to himself now, that thought reminding him of how much he'd like to cave in that little Vos guy's skull*
(asher)
this...... only brings out laughter's rich song from the Galliard's throat once again, head shaking at Gaby's smirk"Christian...... you have impeccable timing. Too bad you didn't bring pizza."
just like Vos
let us hope all else of Vos remains one of a kind
body unfolding to stride to the door and throw the lock - far, far more amusement glinting in the unmatched (unnatural) eyes of the tall, lean, Dancer, smile slashing across his lips"The bulldozer. How apropos......"
correction, they had almost met
physically"Won't you come in? Saves your ears burning."
(christian)
*he watches the other dancer with a sort of smirk on his otherwise impassive face... Those oddly violet eyes seem to pierce a small hole right in the other man's forehead, but, moments pass and he blinks, shoving off from the wall with a little motion of his shoulders*"Well, if I'd known there was going to be a party, I would've... Extra cheese and pepperoni. Maybe we'll get one later, my treat."
*he makes his way inside and kicks the door shut behind him, not bothering to lock it, he's fine without the security... Afterall, anything that could hurt him would obviously not be stopped by a little door lock.
Surveying the place, he nods and actually offers a smile to the female... Wow... That's one in a million... Either he's in a good mood, or he can sense her uneasiness*
"Well, I can't say my ears were burning, but perhaps I might inquire as to my involvement in the conversation?"
*he quirks his right eyebrow at the man, the platinum hoop through it catching the light for just a moment as he does so*
(asher)
lean body resumes its place flopped comfortably on the couch, he's held eyes far more unnerving than the violet (violent?) clarity of Christian's so the look doesn't particularly phase him - in fact he seems rather pleased the door was closed without asking (some of their Army simply have no manners)"Gaby and I were just discussing her tutelidge as a Dancer...... and other than me and my Pack, it seems you were her other option for a mentor. She just finished explaining to me why someone outside the Pack that brought her into the Father's Army would have such interest in her..... but seemingly not us......"
(gaby)
"Jesus Christ" she pipes up
"i didnt say you didnt have an interest in me" she looks at Asher..
"i didnt say he" looking at Christian "did"
What i SAID was that i dont know shit...i dont know shit, i didnt know who was in whos pack, who was teaching me what, as a matter of fact other then MALCOLM no one has actually told me shit"
ahh the anger, the rage, what makes her so strong and so good at who she is, a survivor, not scared..
kill me if you wanna, but know im an asset"I said since You (asher) seemed so busy and wanted me to learn more so Oscar or Oliver or whoever was happy, and knew i was learning, that maybe Christian wanted to teach me, he seemed to give a shit"
she paces
back and forth
back and forth
"What the hell? All i did was make a suggestion, you told me he wasnt one of your pack, then wanted to know why i dont want to be a part of your pack....none of that is what i said!!"
she shakes her head..taking a breath
"this life is no different than then fucking Garou fucking life, no one tells me shit, then i get CHASTISED for not knowing shit"
she heads right to the counter, looking for one of the bottles she may have left behind
(adds..."and everything Malcom taught me was bullshit"
after malcolm did)
(christian)
*he considers the other man's words as he crosses the room to one of the few chairs in the room. He pauses there, putting his hands down to lean against the back of it while he watches the two on the couch. Again his expression is calm and collected... utterly impassive. Well, save for the cold smirk that curls one corner of his lips.From this position, the sleeves of his shirt ride up just enough that the bottom tendrils of the tattoo on his left arm expose themselves... Seeming to shift ever so slightly so that it becomes impossible to focus directly on them, the lines curl amongst themselves and form the symbol of the man's tribe, the delicate representation of the Labrynth that gives the tribe it's name*
"Well, to say it simply... I have not given you much thought on the basis that I know very little about you and that in of itself is probably more than I care to know... I'm not here to go trapsing about with some disfunctional pack of Dancers, I'm here to make sure that the girl is being taught what she needs to know... I heard already that one of your pack, Malcom, an... aquaintance... of mine, has succumbed to the claws of its own, and I intend to see to it that Gaby doesn't end up the same way. I thought perhaps I should check on her, knowing that Malcom wouldn't teach her what she needed to know... However, when I found out she was running with an actual pack, I must say I was startled to learn that she had been given to the Father and not taught anything of our ways... Quite sad, actually... Last time I checked, letting a pup dance the Spiral without even knowing our Litany was quite the transgression.... Perhaps I was wrong?
*he just smiles, a wry expression, as he listens to the female speak... Good... At least she can see where she's been shit on*
Calm down, if you will... I'd appreciate it. No sense in getting angry over this, hmm?
*and again he talks to her like she's three years old... Well, in this case, perhaps it's appropriate. She is behaving something of a child*
(gaby)
She sighs and shakes her head
but she sits not having found a bottle and shuts up
(asher)
a brow lifts, watching her little..... show..... though a dark dark chortle greets Christian's words, murmuring"Quite the transgression.... it wasn't the first mistake Gur'thek made, and now look what we have to clean up......"
it seems he's already cleaned up quite a lot of Malcom's messes by that smirk
those eyes then cast themselves towards the pacing infant Dancer
a survivor, not scared, strong
or a blitzkreig liability of explosive frustration
only time will tell"Gaby, I explained to you our Pack, our ways, our Litany, and even the Urges on the ride from here back to our home, that very first night, your first lessons began.... were you not paying attention?"
then that silken tone hardens, mismatched gaze pinning Gaby in her pace
"And perhaps..... not everything I say stems completely from your ego-centric world, unlike some I have kept in contact with the others and intend to have as useful a conversation as possible now that I've been granted some of Christian's time....... so perhaps maybe you should listen and think before you assume and explode, Kyrsha'wai'gas."
(gaby)
She sighs and shrugs...
he might have, true, she had been so taken aback by malcolms murder and all the shit that happened maybe she had forgotton
"i remember the 3 rules of Oliver" she nods.."thats what i thought the litany, rules whatever were, it was Christian who..(beat) explained and made me recite the litany"
she shakes her head..
"whatever, ok i fucked up, i dont remember shit, i am clueless, i am obvioulsy another of Malcolms fuck ups, i thought this was the life for me..
i KNEW IT WAS
But obviously im just another of Malcolms mistakes...and "
she shrugs..
and quiets as she sits"jut forget it, look here i am, you guy scan both just kill me and get this whole thing over with"
I cannot take this anymore
I'm saying everything I've said before
All these words they make no sense
I find bliss in ignorance
Less I hear the less you'll say
But you'll find that out anyway
Just like before...
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break(christian)
*taking a seat slowly, he watches the two go back and forth... Amazing... Totally amazing. He just watches them, quietly smiling, arms crossed in front of him. When he finally speaks, it's brief... He's getting bored, that's pretty obvious*"Ahem.... Mind if I cut in the middle of this little spasm?"
(asher)
a blond brow lifts, slowly, glancing to the male, then female before him, voice still so smoothly soft"You knew this life was for you...... yet you give up on it so easily."
those eyes watching (judging) her
"You forget so easily....... did you not think we would try to redeem you of Malcom's mistakes? We cannot do it without your help. Or do you expect the Father to give freely his strength, that you would have the fond candy that dripped from Malcom's lips you so despised? Spoonfed to you like the child you act. That you would never be presented with tests...... yet you give up as soon as it looks hard or hopeless......"
Oliver's rules
[never show weakness]
she falls apart under pressureattention sliding to the male
anything to stop the prom queen drama"Please."
(gaby)
"I dont give up" she is quieter now.."i just hate not knowing shit and trying to guess
she shrugs..
"I NEVER give up" she looks at Asher..(christian)
*he knows there's a response to that brewing in the female's head, and somebody's gonna blow if it's spit from her lips... Time to say a few words... His manner is still very calm, but his eyes lock on Gaby's as he speaks*"Perhaps she should have been an Ahroun, yes? Quite the temper on her... And, it's not that she's giving up, she's simply wondering what the hell we brought her into this life for, if she wasn't to be told what the hell is going on around her. I understand that..."
*his gaze turns to the other male now, the slight smile curling his lips again*
"...it's kind of like being told you're one of a chosen line of superbeings, and then being tossed out into the street. Gets kind of frustrating as you try to blindly make your way through the world, not knowing what you're supposed to. No matter, I'm here with a request...
*he looks back to Gaby now, motioning for her to remain silent if she will, and then he returns his full attention to the other dancer*
...if I may, I'd like to continue to teach the Trickster our ways... Afterall, she seems to remember what I tell her, and if you've told her all this before, and she doesn't recall it, then perhaps it would make me the better for this particular job? Whether or not she asks for, or even accepts my help is up to her, but I wish...
*he eyes Gaby now, nodding slightly to her, then tilting his head a bit to one side, questioning*
...to extend the offer.
(gaby)
She watches Christian, and with the hand she does shut up, stays quiet..then her eyes move to Asher
She doesnt speak, so confused, she wasnt a quitter, she was a survivor, the way she went agains tall the garou all her life, she was looking for this destiny this world this (dark fate) life.
Silently she just sits, she isnt trying to cause trouble..she just wants to learn so she can be a survivor in this world also
(asher)
"Just forget it, look, here I am, you guys can both just kill me and get this whole thing over with."even the inflections of her voice perfectly parroted, brow lifting (if that isn't giving up and quitting....)
the garden path..... who is leading whom down the curving road
that (lovingly cruel) smile remains it is all a game - as Gaby seems to have been the only one to lose her temper, Christian caught on very quickly - perhaps the Moon Dancer has more of an affinity the Trickster's ways than he should
and the attention shifts once again"Perhaps she wouldn't be so blind if she chose to remain with us for three weeks instead of disappearing after her talk with the Gaian." a chastisement, and not a light one "Christian while I appreciate the offer, I am not the one who can make the decision..... it is my Alpha that requested I track her down and resume her lessons since she had been so unnervingly absent from those she wanted to join. You would have to speak with him."
the third he would have killed in the apartment
maybe trouble does brew here(gaby)
She smirks.."yes Asher I said that."lies lies lies"But things arent always what they seem, you dont know if i would have actually given up that easilly"
she chuckles.."and I dont mind learning from everyone, no one has to claim me Just lets someone help me a bit.." she shrugs..
"and i wasnt just hiding the last 3 weeks, i was really just getting away, like just getting away, not hiding or cowering, im strong"
(asher)
"Does it matter, Gaby?"point. blank.
be careful what you wish for, Pseulak's Child, the last who used your inherant tricks got his head blown off for such pretty words, I warned you about using them on me.....
blond hair flicking as head tilts
"And whomever said you were hiding? I only said you disappeared......."
brow lifting
putting words in his mouth may be just as dangerous as twisting the ones you give him"She is not yet, Christian, we had intended on educating her properly before bringing her into the Pack - I'm sure you can understand our caution given Malcom's unfortunate demise and their relation. She'd have to prove herself first. Which would be something she'd have already known if she had paid attention."
(christian)
*he nods, ignoring everything said except the part about her not technically being a member of the pack... Good... He practucally cuts the other male off as he interjects his own comment to the little conversation, his voice gaining a slightly sharp edge to it*"Excellent, so, I suppose this means that, while your Alpha sent you to find her, it doesn't mean he has any authority to dictate who she belongs to, now does it?"
*his voice mellows out now, and he looks to Gaby, then back to the other man, his hands folding in his lap as he crosses his legs, smiling coldy*
(gaby)
she stays quiet...fuck whoever "GOT HER" was going to be teaching her a helluva lesson on a helluva lotta things, she could only imagine
(asher)
"She belongs to the Father, Christian, you should know that. Whom she follows to serve Him is her choice. Neither you nor I could own her as Malcom tried to do....."the edge has no effect, the Galliard's coy smile remains, rather amused by that question, truthfully
"Last she told me that included my Pack..... so unless that has changed...."
(christian)
*he nods at that comment and just smiles... Wonderful, so this boy has a good head on his shoulders. Well, suppose that answers his other questions too... Not to hear what Gaby has to say...*"Fine, dandy, spectacular, amazing, and did I say wonderful...? Okay, then the deal is this: In the absence of anyone in your pack who wishes to teach her without her dragging it out of them, I'll pick up the slack. I have the time, the inclination, the means... So, it's settled, at least on this end...
*he stands up now, stretching slowly, catlike, before he crosses his arms against his chest and walks over to the couch, against it at the hip. He calmly watches the female, and nods once to her*
So, Gaby, what do you say, you want to learn, or not...?
*and he gives her that smile... Is it real or fake? Hard to tell... It's cold, but at least he means it, doesn't he?*
(gaby)
She turns to Christian now...
"I never said anyone had to be dragged to teach me, i was away , Asher has tried to keep an eye on me, even when Vos was up my ass" she shrugs.
"I was brought into this pack, this pack wanted me, i just was under the WRONG impression that you were part of the pack, casue Malcolm was sent by you to watch me, i figured you were a part of what they were...so i thought since Asher was busy, perhaps you could take over, but im not choosing anything" she smiles..
the girl isnt as stupid as they think, she has her head on straight even if they only see her as a firecracker ready to blow...she actually had a good head on her shoulders"Im not leaving the pack i was brought into with, i thought you could teach me,
As to who, it doesnt matter to me, this is all different now, i assumed you were all of the same..."
she shrugs..
"so i dnt have an answer yet, i guess i need more info" she stands up now and bgins to pace not nerviously but while thinkingstopping she turns to Asher
"Does Oliver want me in this pack? does he see me as an asset or does he see me as a liability cause Malcolm found me"then to Christian..."what pack are you with then? Who do you have with you? would i be leaving the pack who brought me here, and backs me up to be alone .... again, with one person who could leave at any minute?"
and she stands there....waiting
(christian)
*he just listens to her speak... Damn she can be annoying sometimes, just make a fucking decision already? His discontent becomes evident on his face for perhaps one moment, but then it is gone, the feeling vanishes. For now, he pirches on the back of the couch, putting his hands down for balance. His expression becomes unreadable once again, as does the tone of his voice*"Then perhaps that will teach you a lession in assumptions, yes?"
*he waits for a moment for the other male to respond, but decides he'll go first, since he probably has more to say*
Presently, my pack is at home, Indiana where I left them. My beta is in charge for the moment... I left them to come here as my Elder, Blind~Eye's~Dagger~rhya bade me, to check in on you and to make sure you were functioning properly, and to make sure Malcom had not fucked you up...
Besides, I'm not asking you to leave anybody, that's your decision, I'm only offering knowledge. Note the difference?"
(asher)
stupid, no - more impetuous
there's relief in those mismatched eyes - perhaps all of this wasn't in vain after all, she can indeed learn, if it weren't for the primadonna whining.....
that smile (loving molestation wrapped into a perfect package) meets her gaze
finally she shows why we thought her Chosen
(now if she could only cut out the other crap lingering between)"Of course and asset, Gaby, you know mistakes are dealt with swiftly and firmly."
like Malcom.
like Madeleine.
chuckling to Christian's mini-lecture, saves him from saying it(gaby)
"Im going to be a part of the pack, im sure, when i have a fucking clue..."
she nods..
"cause i will be ready for the pack...Christian, yes i want knowledge, and to learn" she nods..(teach me what you can)
She looks to Asher, and i will be at the lab learning as well there, wif im not with one i will be with the other...between the 2 of you i am sure we can get through the think skull i have and ill be a helluva good little Dancer, not to mention a hot piece of ass who can shoot pool"
she chuckles and leans back.."we need drinks...we need many" she chuckles, relaxing now, losing the attitude...
"So who wants to corrupt my brain tonight?" she smiles and kicks back(christian)
*he nods in acceptance of that statement, then just raises that pierced eyebrow at her next comment... Drinks? She's kidding, right? How do you learn with alcohol on the brain? Perhaps that's why she doesn't remember anything else she's been taught*"So, what you're saying is you wish to get trashed, and then learn something? Cute. Anyway... I mentioned pizza earlier, and that's what I feel like... If anyone wants to come with me, I suppose that would be fine, but if not, I'm taking my leave..."
(asher)
"That's good to hear, Gaby, saves me spilling blood on this floor again."something of a sigh
what a pity, he was beginning to like Malcom that evening
(thoughts of Madeleine shoved away)
rising to stretch"Chrisitan will have the pleasure... now that I have what I came for...." pats the silver bullet wrapped carefully in his pocket ".... I have several other errands to run. I'll see you at the Lab soon, Gaby?
And I"m sure I'll end up running into you again, Christian"
a card held out (Kaj'sha's) in offering punctuated with easy smile
before the lean Galliard turns towards the door
Gaby's drinking habit sure to be (brutally) curbed when her lessons start
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