August 24, 2005
.08.24.05. - new dog in town [slippery devil]

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(slippery devil)
The Big rig pulled over and stopped on the side of the road. The mist of the exhaust obscuring the already dark night. the passenger door opened and a shadowed figure stepped out. he readjusted a bag on his shoulder with a hand that already clutched a tattered suitcase that's seen better days. He turned and looked back at the driver and a broad white smile broke the darkness of his skin.

"T'ank ya, brudda. Hope ya work t'ings out wid' yo' lady friend. t'anks fo' da ride, mon."

"No problem Senka, Company's nice on these long roads. Good luck with whatever you're gonna do here."

Senka chuckled and nodded with a grin "Will do, mon." He took a few steps back and waved as the trucker pulled his big rig away from the curb and drove away to the next stop on his long lonely drive. Senka watched for a few minutes then headed on down the street. stopping in to a McDonalds and ordering a big and tasty for ninety nine cents. He took the burger and took a seat by himself enjoying the burger and watching the people meandering about the resturaunt. mostly workers preparing to close for the night and a few of chicagos more colorful night owls. He hadn't eaten since he hitched a ride from St. Louis. That's not a huge drive but it's enough to make you hungry. He wolfed it down in a matter of minutes then rose to head on his way.

Outside the Golden arches he took a deep breath of air looking around at the various people seeing which ones smelled like money and following them for a while. He eventually turned off down a side alley and set down his bags, slipping behind a dumpster and shifting to lupus. he sat down on his hind legs and howled out into the city breeze

"Slippery Devil, Cliath Ragabash of the Bone Gnawers is here."

He waited until the dogs of the surrounding neighborhood picked up the call and carried it on the breeze around the city. Once he was sure the message would get out he shifted back to his birth form and picked up his bags once again off to find a place to crash for the night.


(james)
it took awhile, but the message got to at least one set of intended ears
Chicago's resident network carrying the coded barks and howls through the night
first in one direction - then eventually passing some new news in reverse
at least it's a fairly positive response compared to others telegraphed lately
seems the members of the Barking Chain have been busy these days

Welcome Slippery Devil! Find Jukebox, Drums-On-Skulls, Adren Ahroun of the Eagle Pack - Gnawer Elderman!

James himself waits until the meat of his response works into the broadcast
clearly carried amongst lesser items concerning who's in heat, what cat has wandered into the wrong alley, or which bakery garbage bin is more delightful than which diner's at the present time
satisfied, the shaggy specimen of a mongrel lupus returns to his birth form
dreadlocks tangling heavily on top of shoulders curved under a much greater weight
dully shining Corcoran II's directing his path back to the crisis at hand

clear enough the newcomer should touch base with the local establishment sooner than later

((OOC: You've probably read I'm im-freakin'-possible to get hold of at the moment, damn RL for inflicting itself upon my RP-time! *chuckle* But feel free to grab me over forum IM, email (wolf(at)puppetmotel.net), or AIM (Grraack) for whatever. I'd be happy to continue a meet'n'greet pseudo-scene in this thread for lack of being able to run into each other on the chats. Welcome to ChiDusk!))


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Posted by james at August 24, 2005 12:00 AM