Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on Apr 4, 2016 6:41:12 GMT
Jaedon had taken several weeks insuring the local Pride knew he was present. He didn’t go out of his way to seek them out as he was finding gainful employment and scouting the lay of the land. He didn’t go out of his way to avoid them either he simply lived and let lie. That was his plan. At least until the young whelp of a lion decided to make himself look bigger to his friends. Jaedon knew he was a lion before the kid knew Jaedon was even there. He’d kept his shields tight and fat around him in an attempt to avoid the normal chest beating and dominance games that most lions played. He hadn’t kept them up to attempt to foo anyone as to what or how strong he was.
Sadly, the kid had a death wish. It took a significant amount of restraint to keep from putting the kid down permanently but he managed. Nothing a few days with his mouth wired shut and a cast in place wouldn’t heal. It however did mean that the jig was up. He would have to go see the local Pride. Sadly, the conflicting information he received had him unsure where they actually were. Some stories sad they were in the care of the local Kiss. Others claimed they had a plantation house just outside the city proper. He decided just or his own well-being to try the edge of the city. He’d hate to think a Pride of lions would lay up and become house pets for a Vampire.
Not being a local the roads were extra confusing and it took him three days moving down one then up another his senses tuned to the hoary edge and seeking. It wasn’t until he felt the pull of a veritable secret garden that he knew he was close. It was secluded and yet easily gotten to. He could smell the blood on the wind and feel the tug of spectral lions. He knew the Pride house wouldn’t be far from there and so spent a few minutes which turned into an hour soaking in the vibes of the place. The heady lioness like feel of it all. He didn't feel any warm strong male scents and chalked it up to the rumors of the Rex being a joke to fact.
He just hoped that for all of his lacking that the guy wasn't a knucklehead. Jaedon didn't want to kill a guy just because he was too dumb to know he was in over his head. He would but survival at all costs was his motto. Making is way to the house he moved slower than he wanted as a way to give them a chance to decide if this was going to be a meet nice or would he have to be taking a few pelts. He honestly only wanted to meet nice declare him staying and carve out a place for him. He didn't do the joining thing too well lately and knew it would be better for all parties if he was simply left to his own devices. He would try to play nice but he would make no promises.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Apr 14, 2016 3:48:40 GMT
Pepper had spent the time since terrence had left setting up her power base with the kisses help ad weeding out trouble makers. They didnt have a beard persay wso pepper her self had been knocking heads together and putting people in there place, Her partner i crime had gone tol LA to check on things there but with the cags she had at hand she hadnt needed to go back to work and had told the club they were loosing her. The manager had been sad but was glad she was moving up in the world plus she promised to occasionally make a guest appearance.
She had just gotten home from Shondrelle's hous of beauty and voodoo. She was from the swatt so getting her hair done i a mostly african american establishment was normal and shondrelle kept her looking like she lied tho this time they had taken the black streaks out and done some blood red under layers. She was slowly toning down the look for upcoming business meetings she really had been serious about the peppers pots with soup mixes in cute little mini pots.
She felt him before she smelled him and smelled him before she saw him. The knock was unhurried and not to demanding. She contemplated it as she walked to the door in her mid wash jeans and heels. The little charcoal cropped jacket hitting her under her ribs over a pale golden silk tee shirt. Opening the door she sniffed again low key then her eyes flashed the boy who'd come home hurt had smelled a b it like this. She just stared up at him like she was expecting him but bored. " you lookin fo sumthin shug?"
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on Apr 14, 2016 4:22:19 GMT
Jaedon took a second to take in the lioness who carried herself as if she owned the world around them lock stock and smoking barrel. He smiled as he rubbed his chin then ran his fingers through his hair. He allowed his shields to drop a good deal more so she knew a portion of his strength and what he could bring to the table.
“Well yeah, I am. I am looking for the Pride that belongs to the pup I roughed up a day or so ago. I guess its time I present myself and let you all know I am in town and plan to stay here.” It was a mouthful presented directly with no lies or attempts at deception he intended to stay and was willing to pay that cost in whatever way was fair trade.
Having said his piece he shrugged the ball was in her court if she really was the power to be in the area if she wasn’t then she’d have to ferry him to the real power. He hoped it was her as he hated repeating himself.
He casually glanced around what he could see of the place around her small form. He could smell the hot heady scent of lions. Part of him was itching for the chance to roll in the scent and feel of Pride he had been away from the feel of a home for sometime.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Apr 18, 2016 20:28:07 GMT
She smoothed hr jacket and shirt then looking at him, feeling his power bump hers he had potential and could very well make a good fac for the pride so males weren't constantly challenging hr and she wasn't racking up bodies and broken limbs. The gators around the plantation were full and had started to refuse the meat. She let that weight of knowledge fill her eyes of what she had done and would keep doing to never have to again trust a half ass leader.
Pulling to her full still rather diminutive height compared to him but not one llck of scared. " Im going to ask once and please dont lie or things will get very bad very quick. The boy did he deserve the beating or were you being cruel? I can work with fair I have no time for cruel we had enough bloodshed in these parts recently to never put up with cruel..or stupid ever again. So if you can tell me honestly it was earned you may enter in peace if it was cruel you got 10 min to leave and keep going"
She was serious as a heart attack with him and let him feel her truth. She was small ad female yees but had the kiss and its resources at her disposal she also had her own fail safes because with as close as he was standing there would be not time for reinforcements. Pepper was very much in touch with her lion side but she was not above dirty fighting. When she told Eric he wasn't teaching nothing new sh meant it.
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on May 3, 2016 5:32:24 GMT
Jae stepped closer removing all pretence. He was here to state facts not raise doubts. Most would have smiled to soften their demeanor. Jae didn’t know how to do anything but stand his ground and while as a real lino he would never actually harm a lioness except to protect his son. Even then he’d temper what fury he could bring with the idea to stop the combat as quickly and painlessly as he could.
He liked the taste of her on his tongue he could feel her lioness beneath the surface and knew they could be a match strength to strength but he wasn’t looking for that. He simply wanted to be the best version of himself he could for his son. " I only lie to get laid these days and that’s not what you are offering. The boy has a cracked shoulder two broken ribs and a nasty black eye. If I was being cruel I would have cut him open with my claws so, he would have a scar to remember me by. If I was cruel I would have made him my punk by beating him over and over I wouldn’t have got him a cab. If I were cruel I would have followed him home instead of giving him time to get away from the fight he started. I finished it the fight but I didn’t finish him. You tell me if that’s cruel or fair."
Shrugging he moved past her giving her the chance to either sneak him and be supported by the laws of the land. “So tell me miss King of the Pride, whats the verdict am I to die or can I stay without having to look over my shoulder for other little lions looking to get a fresh beating every other day?”
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on May 6, 2016 5:55:46 GMT
She stood her ground but tasting the truth in his words allowed him past. He would see the pump action 12 gauge y th door if he looked and if h sniffed silver ammo. She was playing no games,smirking" you got a point shug how bout a beer and some gator balls then?"
Sauntering toward the kitchen hips swaying not over more then normal but the lioness grace in heels and ex stripper moves made a simple strut poetry. " they will leave you be count on it you jus need to understand w ha a rough couple months and they smelling th4m selves like my momma used to say.. but wee dont need no more bloodshed honest so if you here to lend strength and wisdom thank ya we need it."
She moved round the kitchen like sh owned it and she did, plate out with cheese cold boudin balls and some gator meatballs. The last were a bit of an acquired taste but once you had then and liked them they went fast. a good loaf of french read baked that morning at the bear bakery sliced and a local beer sat out. pepper had very few modes kill,dance cook/feed were pretty much it most of the time.
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on May 6, 2016 7:09:52 GMT
Jaedon closed his eyes and took in the scent of Pride. It was a welcoming much missed scent. He had no idea how much he’d missed it. So caugh in the moment he almost missed the subtle change in Miss King’s demeanor. Smiling into a smirk he followed behind her watching er walk taking the feel of the house. It was clearly huge and far more than one would expect for a Pride. His old Pride each had their own apartments and one clubhouse where they met before riding out to their Venatorious for their monthly shifting. He’d heard of Prides living and acting like real family units his did not. They were close and counting on each other but it was not the family structure he’d heard of. They fought together, they defended their territory and stood down any rogues that wanted to cause trouble. Their clubhouse felt like this but no one really lived there.
“I’ll definitely take that beer. The gator balls I am hoping you are joking about or that they ain’t what I think they are.” Settling into the chair he slipped his jacket off. He could hear others in the house. His lion wanted to explore and meet. In truth he knew that it wanted to establish its dominance claim its pace and make its home here. As she began sitting everything out he had to admit it looked appetizing. His hunger stirred but it was never far from the surface. Looking at the offered beer he hadn’t had this brand before. “Covington Strawberry interesting. And maybe I will give it a shot.” Taking a little cheese and boudin he sampled the sausage and cheese. It was good as he cleaned his fingers he looked to the Gator balls hmm maybe he would indeed. “By the way names Jaedon...”
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on May 25, 2016 15:40:43 GMT
She got him the beer and rolled her eyes bout the balls " it's like a Swedish ball but gator meat instead"
Men could be so touchy about what they put in their mouths but yet women were supposed to be OK with what ever bit and parts in theirs. She wiped some dishes dry that the dish washer didn't quite finish drying put them away and then got her own beer settling on the stool eyes flicking to him. " so I sposed most Rex would ask a ton of questions and play power games but ain't got time nor use for that. So simple is best with me where ya from, what ya need, are you a criminal and what ya bring to the table?"
After that she swallowed a good tug of the beer and ate a bit more of the meats and cheeses out. She knew the others had felt him but she had her lioness keeping them up stairs until he got the ok
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on May 26, 2016 1:07:59 GMT
He took a swig of the beer and looked at the balls again. The thought of eating crocodile meat was what had him hesitating. Not that he would ever admit it but he was afraid that he might like them a bit too much. He was a creature of habit at times and knew the best way to win that ever-present battle was to stop things before they started. Sighing he picked up one inhaled deeply and brought it to his lips. Chewing and savoring the flavor he said, " I tried being a vegetarian when I was first infected. I thought if a healthier diet could work as for curbing my natural antisocial tendencies then it would help with the shifting thing too. It didn’t work that well I ended up in a lot more fights as I was constantly hungry for what I was depriving myself. So I learned to give a little so I don’t need a lot but sometimes my urges still get the best of me especially with certain foods and such.”
It was tasty perhaps a bit too much so but it was a nice balance of seasoning and fat with the hint of game that made his lion lick its lips with the idea of having these hot and fresh. " Never met too many actually but yeah my old Rex would give everyone the third fourth and fifth degrees and if even one whiff of doubt creeped in he would send me at them. One time this squeaky voiced cat from out west was rolling through and failed on the honesty and my king was up in arms so I took a run at him. He was lying but didn’t mean to. Kid just hadn’t come out to anyone including himself and smelled constantly of a lie." Washing the last morsel down with another swig he kept speaking.
“But to answer more to the point…” He paused before plowing on. “I’m from Camden; I just need a little time to get back into my family’s life maybe do the best version of right this time around. And I was I’m more of a recovering thug these days. And I bring me to the table. I ain’t never been hungry since I left home. I ain’t never let my people be hungry or wanting. Most times I brought the table and set that motha for my people. And I guess most importantly I plan on being here for a long bit a while.”
He nodded hi head as if that was that but he knew that this was while different than watching his old Rex still just one of many steps along the way to acceptance.
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Regina of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Pepper LeForge on Jun 13, 2016 5:32:20 GMT
Smirking softly she nodded "fair enough, so we will give it a week you can get to know us some decide if you will live here or else where and of you stay will be welcomed in. I'm not much for rouges any more but I can make some exceptions on the fact that if your not pride the master of the city and his warrior princess will be up your rear with a rubber gloves asking you to cough"
She said that with laughter and then let her lioness return which in turn caused a herd of feet on the stairs they were curious about him and numbered at about 10 currently not counting the young links under the third in command of the kisses care.
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Militis of the Décès Ombre Pride
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Post by Jaedon on Jun 14, 2016 5:09:36 GMT
He smiled back her in return as thanks and appreciation. He could see the scars in her as she did. It was what gave her smirk weight. He knew someone who had to live by their wits and survive. He could respect that. He knew that life far more intimately than he did anything else in the world. He was doing is best to rise above that eat or be eaten mentality but he respected the proving ground that it was. "That sounds fair. Wait warrior princess? That sounds like a story all in its own. Anything I should really be on the look out to stay away from. I’m driving livery and Uber now."
He shushed up quick as the others made their way down to them. It wasn’t often he was on this side of the coin normally he was the welcoming party. Shaking his head he forced his smile to stay despite the homesick feeling that washed over him. This was home or at least he would make it so. He didn’t speak first he waited as those who wanted to meet him right away came in and greeted them with a head nod.
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