A Darkhound is you! [9]

I lean back, trying to gauge his truthfulness and intent by sight and scent as I shake my head, "Sorry. I don't really remember much of anything that happened last night; that smoke stuff hit me like a siege engine."

I nod. "Ok then, where to now?"

I smile then sip more tea. I look to Shade to see if she has anything to say.

OOC:
Ah, here we are;
http://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/a-darkhound-is-you-8.212696/page-13#post-7335159

Not the talk I was thinking of, but I knew I'd talked to Luca about it.

Guess it's slipped her mind for the moment?

OOC: Probably, it'd of slipped my mind in RL.

Astris continued slashing zombies while thinking this over and speaking. "Well then I suppose introductions are in order, my name is Ex Astris, the monks asked me to put down the undead here to prevent them from breaking out and attacking the city. Who are you sir and what exactly are you?" He really wished he could smell emotions from the undead to tell what this guy was thinking. At least it seemed that with the crystal healed the undead were without commands by what he said.

I sigh greatly
"Ok, the highway does extend from the great north to the south of my homeland. But what story teller doesn't ever tell a lie, exagerate maybe. But never lie." A sagely nod.

"And your name is a little ... uh ... odd" I give a slight chuckle. "Who are you named after?" I tilt my head to the side a bit. but carry on cleaning.

You smelled he was telling the unequivocal truth. The male frowns a little sadly, "Ah yes that smoke...It seemed to have had a major effect on a great many lupine...Mother was pleased."

He shrugs his shoulders, "Whatever you wish to do."

Shade seems busy fending off kittens playfully as you feel something bat at your ear playfully.
The big cat chuckles once more. 'They like you...' Thinking for a minute she takes another sip, 'I don't believe we've exchanged names....My name is Hunts-Through-Tree's....Though my civilized name is Felae."

He chuckles, "I lost my old name a long time a go...You can call me Krieg though....As for what I am? There are many words for what I'm called. Although a Sanguinis is what I prefer to go by."

She rolls her eyes and pats your head, "The words of a child." She boggles a bit at the second part. "My Parents gave me the name Little and when I underwent my Rite I took the name Spring after a spring my tribal pack lived close towards that had been blessed by Mother."

I smile and nod, then I wait as he closes up.
"So, what to do now you 2?"

"Krieg, huh? Means "war" in a language I know of but am not fluent in. Sanguinis though? That means nothing to me. Mind explaining a bit about that?

And what do you want to happen now?" Astris was wary of the undead man but relaxed a bit, leaning against a wall after finishing off the zombies. If he wanted a fight, he'd get a fight but if the guy wasn't going to immediately go out and munch on babies they could come to an understanding.

OOC: for the purposes of this RP this is true

(First part)
I put on an unamused face "Would a child have great grand-children?"

(Second part)
"Oh, very nice," A warm smile came over him. "I am named after my father, and his father before him, Orion. The name orion means god-hunter, although I don't believe i'll be doing that much here" I laugh whole-heartedly.

I continue cleaning the rest of the dirty things.

"Huh. She would..." I muse with a small smile, touching the shifter necklace Chief made me, "I figure I've a fair idea how the prank forms on this thing'll be themed."

"So you said we met last night? 'Went out'? Befor the Smoke, I take it. So what happened and why were you starting to worry?" I ask, motioning for him to take a seat if he wished, curiousity piqued.

OOC:
Also, it's Oak-Brand, not Oak-Heart.

"I am Luca, and this is Shade, neither of use have other names yet." I look down, and supress a sigh by sipping more tea.

"Lupine can and usually get additional names through doing noteable things, like completing a difficult hunt. Shade probably hasn't had the chance to choose a second name yet, and I just haven't done anything that special."

OOC: Your going to want to do something.

He shrugs, "You would be right. And a Sanguinis is a being that ingests blood." He says with a smile, sharp fangs clear in the light.
"As for now? Escape this place and go get a meal. I'm quite famished. That blood those husks brought was just enough to wake me up and vitalize me...I need a proper meal."

OOC:
IC: She quirks a brow, "You smell to be around your twenties and you don't have a second name. Ergo your a child." She says booping your nose.
At the next bit she quirks an eyebrow, "Yes...Attempting that would be very stupid." She says dryly.

OOC: Oh...Oak Hearts the brother. *facepalm*
IC: He nods, "Well we went to Blacpaws bar were your packmates were worried about their daughter. You heard some noises from outside and flew off....As for what we did? Talked, Ate a bit and had fun."

She blinks and then nods, "Ah yes your species places value on their Chosen name. What did you do to earn your name?'
At the mention of names you sense/smell/see Shade go quiet and withdrawn.

OOC:
I'm pretty sure his brother was Oak-Shield.

IC:
I quirk a brow at the daughter bit, befor it clicks a moment later, but as he finishes, I shake my head, "Afraid I don't remember any of that. But..." I flash a charming look, "If you'd like to join me? Maybe we could start over."

Dammit, the monks had clearly indicated there wouldn't be any vampires earlier!

"And what do you need for a meal? Can you/would you feed on animals instead of sentient beings and can you choose to not kill what you eat? Or does it not work like that?" Astris asked, getting prepared to fight if need be.

"Like I said, nothing yet, it's the second name that you earn, the first is still given by parents." I pause as I notice Shade withdraw, "but enough about names for now, unless you'd like to tell me the name of this tea?"

"A second name? I have a second name" letting out a sigh. "Scimatarii," A thoughtful expression crosses my face "Like the blade" I shrug a bit

...

I boggle at the second bit "Wait a second. You can tell age by smelling?" Thoughts race, I loose my grasp of English for the next sentance, "Pourquoi Dieu! Pourquoi as-tu volé mon temps!?" Why god! Why did you steal my time!?
I calm down after a moment of hysteria, clasping my brow "I appologise. If I had the money i'd buy your strongest drink, and go to find my new place in this," I search for the word "World"

OOC: Finding ones place in the world is important, sense of well-being n all that.

OOC: can you throw me something.
"So, were you going to make something for frost?"

OOC: Damn.
IC:He grins, "Sure...A pity you forgot last night though..." He lifts up his collected thought and thinks. "So...What do you remember last?"

He looks offended, "Animals taste foul, but no I don't kill someone if I feed as long as I don't drink deeply. Why does this matter?" He says frowning a bit.

She nods her head, 'Black River.' She says as she takes another lap. 'I take it you like it?' she says with a smile.

OOC: Thats not going to work.
Your basically telling MASSIVE whoppers. And lying about having your second name is EXTREMELY bad form.

IC: Her eyebrows rise up, "Yes and I can tell when someones lying as well." She says dryly.

OOC:
IC: He nods, "I'll do it tomorrow. I'd have to get the forge back up and get my equipment out." he says looking over towards the door leading to the smithy.

I nod. "Nice, so, how do you work that thing anyway, seems to require a long time to heat up, right?"

OOC:

IC:
"Not sure," I consider, wondering if he's going to sit down as I sip my soda, "Ah, it's not a complete blank; I can remember fragments, here and there, from throughout the night. So it's kinda hard to tell just when things get especially fuzzy, but maybe something about the festival? Or maybe a bit befor that."

Shaking my head, I repeat, "It's hard to tell," and nom some steak; tail wagging - 's good steak!

Astris blinked at that. "You're kind of part of an undead horde that the priests were keeping down, I'm part of the group trying to prevent them from going topside and murdering the hell out of everyone. I'm trying to judge what to do right now in this situation.

Kind of obvious why it matters now, isn't it?"

I look down into the cup, "It's interesting, though my favourite is still Peppermint, and now that I think about it, I think you'd like it too, but be careful, it's in the same family as Catmint and I don't know what that'd do to you."

He chuckles as he notices you enjoying the steak. "Yes well....A few others report having memory loss after unusually high doses....Meet anyone you like?" he says good naturedly.

He shrugs, "You ever consider the bastard having an unnatural influence on me and my kind? We may prey on sentients but leaving a trail of bodies doesn't really....Weeeeell...It dramatically lessens our life expectancy....From an eternity to a few months if they get serious." He shrugs, "Not to say we DON'T kill people....Sometimes we drink a bit to deep...." He says as he looks around and sees a mostly intact corpse. Picks it up and places it in the coffin before it sealing it back up.

She blinks, "You have catmint?" she thinks excitedly before calming down. 'Umm...No...Umm...I have peppermint.' she says standing up and walking over and grabbing a box and putting another pot on. 'And yes I do.' She thinks with a giggle.