Digging up a Friend (Open/Raven/Kiss)

Screwing up his face he smiled as Raven popped up behind the door as it opened. He couldn’t say he was surprised that she was home though if he was being honest heh ad to admit that he was. He hadn’t expected she was actually there and hoped in his jealous little heart that he’d be able to find a nice bench and drink himself silly. As it stod looked like he’d be sharing.



Smiling he said,” Oh, well you of course. Well you and this…” He raised the two decanters of homebrew he was hoping to sample with her and gain her endorsement. “The powers that be thought it’d be a good idea if I got you snookered and so here I am. Carrying the ambrosia of gods on earth so you can get quite bent.”



He laughed inwardly at the idea if a vampire got bent would that mean they’d start singing showtunes and dancing to music form centuries ago. He wasn’t sure but was willing to bet his own sobriety on surviving long enough to have witnessed it.



“Well, love invite me in. We’ve got drinking to do and not much time its almost the dinner hour and I’d like to be drunk as a limey before the witching hour.” He was not a naturally brave one but for this elevated rum he would play the part.

Jack had not realized he’d been standing there like a great flaming idiot with his mouth open untl he caught the look on her face. He hadn’t answered and that was rude his Ma would tan his hide for that alone. But he was so far away and beyond his two-bit backwater upbringing he simply shrugged saying, “Well so long as I’m not on the menu I suppose it would be a good thing. Though I think I taste just fine mind you not that I intended on putting that to the test. After all what sort of bear would I be if I went around tasting and licking myself . No that wouldn’t do at all I would be a laughingstock or worse. Well maybe not a laughingstock but maybe something close to it.“ he realized he was babbling cutting himself short. “Uhm well love, dear that is, well a little food to take the edge off both of our appetites might help us really savor this heaven’s brew. Maybe something light nothing to put ourselves out over.”



Entering he did his best to not let his natural jitters get to him. Something about the spider and flies coming to roost or something or another.
 

Stealing a small sip he met the tip of her nose as he avoided her eyes directly. No sense in taking a chance he thought to himself.

“Well now,” He began. “that’s a fine thing to do.”
He slightly slurred catching himself so as to not make a complete fool of himself. “ I’ve come with drink and a, a, a chance at lovely evening and you go and ask how dumb do I think you think I might or might not be. Hmmph.”

He said his face sliding into a bit of a frown. Leaning into her conspiratorially he said. “Lissen its really simple I’ve seen the Master of the city and I know you all can eat food as it were; maybe not all of you, maybe not some of you, but others of you can eat and from the looks of things enjoy food. I wasn’t close enough to be sure but I think, maybe I think I think not sure of that one but I will let you know that drinking is a finer thing to do than eat. After all you can eat without drinking but its so much better if you do. Yet you can drink without eating and its just great all the same.”

Standing he moved to the desk and sat the bottle down. Eyeing it to make sure it didn’t roll move or get up and run away. “I don’t care how gorgeous you are I know your little secret and well...” Taking up the bottle he took a bit of a longer sip.



“I’m not leaving here until you have a taste a drink and tell me how great thish is.” Sitting the bottle down he crossed his arms over his chest as if that were all to be said about the matter. Leaning forward he focused on the tip of her nose as if it were eyes and said, “ Of course if you don’t like it you can still tell me how great it is.”
 

As she brought his plate over he had to wonder how it was so delicious smelling in this place of places. He supposed he was in fact right about his bluff that they could eat other food besides blood. He’d bluffed because he really didn’t like the idea of giving his blood. He would but it was hard to connect the idea of him being a meal for anyone at least until he was dead. She however wouldn’t let him slide.



As he dug in she spoke and proved that she was taking baby steps with him. Sighing he took a seat again bringing the bottle and his plate. He sat continuing to dig in. It was only once he sat did he realize there was silverware. As it stood his hands were already used so he kept right on with a shrug. Licking his fingers until they were clean he smiled nervously



Waving his hands in defeat of a sort he said "Alright alright fine one maybe two drinks from the vein if its fun for us both."
 

He’d only just put it together really as he stood at the desk and knew the only way out of this mess was to give in. The Ursa hoped he would be her meal. The drink was to be tested yes but if he became her favorite or one of her favorite donors the Sleuth would have an in with the kiss much like the lions had a protected status of sorts. He had not thought of it as politics was not a thing he played at but he had to admit it was a valid way of thinking provided one was not the meal in question. As they had welcomed him with open arms even with his lack of baking experience, combat skills, money, power, and status truth be told he felt he owe dthem a debt. So this would be how they repaid themselves for their hospitality. It was why he agreed so quickly if he was honest he really agreed so he could see her eyes just once. Ever since their meeting in the cemetery he was curious. She was a beauty in ever way he could see her eyes alluded him though the image of her stayed with him.



Setting his plate aside on the table near at hand he focused on her a beautiful woman resting so close, caught near enough to touch but that precious few inches acting as a perpetual barrier. He knew he would have to make the first move as proof he was all in. That he agreed to be her meal. "Trust well no that’s not a thing. I trust very few I’m not even on that list though I give myself a chance every now and again. Pleasure now that’s the ticket after all what’s life without pleasure… Oh that’s right life all the same I suppose."



Daring himself he leaped closing his eyes as he cursed himself he leaned in with far more agility than most would assume a bear to have and kissed her forehead inhaling her scent. Yes, there was the scent of death about her. A predatory essence that hung close on most members of the preternatural community. It was more present around vampires but it was there all the same a scent that triggered the flight or fight.



Inhaling deeply, he decided to not flight though he couldn’t ever truly know as he didn’t have wings and couldn’t put it to a test. Pulling back, he dared to meet her eyes. He was pleasantly surprised. He had no words to describe the color though his mind constantly tried. It was a green cast silver that was surprisingly cold to look on. It was as if her soul was something carved of ice and metal yet they were not alien-like or off-putting they were eyes that one could look into and forget all semblance of time.



“Uhhh, what was I saying?” He asked as he forced himself to be cognizant of the moment when he sould his soul for god-knew what.
 

Raven sat quietly a bit of a smirk on her face if anything at the bears reaction to finally looking her full in the face. His eyes meeting hers for the first time was memorable for her to say the least. It was certainly comical the way he reacted and she hadn't even done anything yet. "Then I suppose pleasure will have to do for now."

She'd scooted over those last inches until their upper legs were flush from hip to knee, her hand had reached out to touch his face when a knock sounded at the door. Her fingertips were hovering an inch or two from his face while her eyes slid to the door her aura reaching out to find Chidera at her door. That was a bit surprising but she wouldn't turn her away at any rate. Maybe the three of them could have a time of it if she was up for it.

"Come in Chidera" she waited until the door shut behind the other female before she added "come to see what the fuss is about?" She knew the whispers would fly and they had from the moment Jack walked through the front door to the two of them going into her office and probably after that as well.