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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Dec 11, 2018 16:09:45 GMT -6
He had been away from home quite a bit between his and Selene’s visit to New York and his now visit to Hawaii. It was enough to at least on the surface have folks think he was running away. Family meant a lot to him and by extension so did blood and strengthening the ties. So he had skyped and IM’d and Snapchatted his way through several many dozen of conversations. He’d even managed to achieve an actual phone conversation or two mixed in with all of the texting.
In fact if he had been smart enough to notice he was closer in a way than when he was right next to most. Distance seemed to loosen tongues and remind some why they were in each others lives. It wasn’t the same as sea voyage during the turning of the century where months and weeks would pass between word and news. But somehow it felt similar to his imagination. So after wrapping up the morning Skype with Selene and texts all around he dialed Carina. To check in and touch base.
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Post by Carina Dragovetti-BW on Dec 16, 2018 11:07:30 GMT -6
She was feverish;y stitching in the large hoop on her lap after the other day and when the phone rang she looked to see who it was having turned off the ringer. smiling she swiped to answer then put him on speaker so her hands would be free." Hey stranger hows the wide world?"
Eyes going back to her work fingers nimble as the pelt of the large male lion she was creating of silk thread took shape. Already having stitched down the two dime-sized cats eye stones in its face.
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Dec 17, 2018 8:13:32 GMT -6
"Wider and way too worldly for a homebody like me. Seems I am missing all of the excitement there..." He answered the obvious pleasure in his voice filling the call with warmth. "Selene was telling me of the pageant and how the costumes you made were better than the real thing. How are you, not running yourself too ragged I hope..." The miss yous were apparent even unsaid verbatim. he was sure his line couldn't be traced or eavesdropped but why take a chance especially in this day and age.
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Post by Carina Dragovetti-BW on Dec 24, 2018 23:23:36 GMT -6
"Excitement? I've not heard anything you know more then I do this time"
letting the purr of her pleasure at hearing his voice flow through the line" well coming from Selene that is high praise I'm glad and no I was prepared this year got all my holiday pieces done months ago Halloween is slower than you think. So...is Santa going to put something special under my tree?"
asked playfully he would understand what she was asking him without it being blatant.
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Dec 25, 2018 15:37:33 GMT -6
"Of course…" He said chuckling. “Outside Selene I think you might be the only innocent good girl in all of Chicago.” He smirked not that she could see but he knew she would get the meaning. He knew according the Doctor they were a few weeks out but that even at the latest with Monica maybe haing to be induced him helping Samuel vent the beast worse case scenario he would be home by Christmas. He had between being available for all of the meetings and checkups been planning a shindig that would live in memoriam.
A standing open invite for any lycanthrope and Kiss member in good standing at the Prides home. He had spent an inordinate amount insuring he could protected avenge and insure the safety of any who might attend. It was a wide open winter wonderland welcome in celebration of or remembrance of the twins Monica carried. He had taken pains to insure a public and private gift for every person hat mattered to him in the city. Many harkening back to the first meetings some coming based on conversations that came later. But he was a caring and loving man he was willing to allow this aspect to be known. As such Carina, Selene, Melissa, the Pride, Samuel and Mel, the New Orleans Pride, Tasha , Aeolas, Sabin in memoriam and the Nest, Tyler and Varina, Shaydra every person that mattered had a spectacle planned that would show how they mattered to him. Several including Carina had several moments planned over the week planned. Including the personal gifts he intended being around for.
He’d even managed to contract the ne vampire Horologist to make a twenty piece limited set built around the black on black piece he had commissioned. Carina the ever undisputed fashion maven was destined for the first piece. Hers matching his then the others distributed over the course of the week. Its gossamer band designed for strength and lightness airy and mysterious. He had planned carefully so tht each piece was evocative of the original yet divisible and individual enough to represent those who would be bequeathed the. He only wished he would be able their when Aeolas was presented his. Its almost hidden red tones heralding the life’s blood that kept every thing moving a silent constant.
Each piece holding embracing and pronouncing its individuality while embracing the whole and driving the message. They were all in this together. Each of their decisions, each of their consequences while special blending into the whole and making it better or worse for the whole.
“Carina… I “ pausing as he considered not the words but their intent. “ You know the cold moon is coming and I would be honored if you second not only the Pride but me…” He knew the invites would be reaching the guests in the next week or so leaving enough time for the planning of details bt this was his attempt t show her how much she mattered to not only the Pride and Pack but him specifically. He’d tried several times before but he wanted a blatant understanding between them…
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Post by Carina Dragovetti-BW on Jan 14, 2019 23:00:31 GMT -6
When he called her innocent she guffawed but didn't argue. They still after these months were content to just pass time mostly in the buff but that was such a shifter thing it felt normal and never tainted by the need to paw each other. Tho there was plenty of chemistry and heat to be found, and potentially fanned should that be the mood.
As he seemed to stumble over an ask she raised a brow tho he couldn't see it the habit ingrained. Listening, she flushed and let the weight of his request settle on her it was no simple thing and was every bit the ceremony among shifters. It was one of the times where it mattered not the flavor of the beast but their place in your life that mattered. So as she thought5 quickly of all of those things her words were as natural as anything she had ever felt" you do me an honor Rex of the Cibolla Campo and I will accept it and be your second come the cold moon."
Her purred contralto held the respect and feeling in her heart. " so what does santa want for christmas?"
He always thought of others some one needed to think of him and she had taken that role on her self. Though what did one get a man who had enough money to buy any car or fly in two of the most expensive horses from Arizona near over night?
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Jan 15, 2019 9:42:42 GMT -6
Smiling like the proverbial cat with a canary in its paws. He waited a beat letting the importance wash over him. A lot had taken place and a lot of truths danced into the light. Namely his place in the world, how much he meant and how much others meant to him. As such he wouldn’t dream of devaluing anyone in his life especially those who gave as he did. One hundred percent. Even when the scars of doing so would otherwise be enough to freeze someone as solid as Medusa’s gaze.
“I’m not sure I deserve much in way of gifts I have been a pretty bad boy,” he joked. “Though I could always use a new shirt. I seem to loose my nicer ones more than I should.” Which was far more true than it should have been. For a red he was forced to shift quite a bit. He’d lost two dealing with Joliet. Ray strangely enough only lost one. Maybe it was an unconscious wish to be as nude as possible as often as possible.
Thinking Of which he thought of their last time out. She and he lounging as the sun broke the horizon. His morning jog completed along with a warm shower and a luxuriating in her huge bath. Initially it was a bit of stumbling as he knew how busy she was. But drawn together they were. The last of the most recent old guard. The leaders of the big cat contingent in the city. Well the last active. Madam Chang was broken by Sabins actions and hid away in her condo going through the motions but the soul of her gone. The jaguars had not kept a leader long enough to make something of themselves.
The city was a hard one. It always found a way to truly hurt in ways unthought of. Yet he and she endured. Two kindredly bound survivors who swore through thick and thin this was home. And while he’s grown harder less trusting she always found a way to remind him that his heart was not the curse he’d always thought.
It had cost him. It had scalded and scathed him. Yet it also saved him more often than he could remember. It was what connected them. His heart and her soul. It was never anything between them that was unsolvable nothing that was pain for pains sake. It was understanding and boundless giving one to another.
He dare not say it aloud as while his heart was not a curse actually saying how much she meant surely was. As such he smiled through it and asked , speaking of gifts... I have a few things in mind for you but what besides a vacation could you actually use. What is it you really want?”
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Post by Carina Dragovetti-BW on Jan 17, 2019 0:26:56 GMT -6
"bad boy huh?"
She let the laughter in her voice be very clear, the mental picture it caused made her bite her lip because it was both hot and funny. Swallowing the giggle, she took a deep breath" oh shirts babes I can do, I am a shirt maven."
Already thinking of the site and manufacturer she'd contact he did well made, stylish shirt and could alter them to fit her specifications. Heiro was broad-chested and needed a shirt to fit over all that. Licking her top lip she shifted on her seat putting the embroidery to the side for a bit to get more comfortable. Taking him off speaker and putting the phone to her mouth and ear. Hearing, his question she smiled.
Thinking for a moment" you know a vacation would be incredible, but things would go to hell in a handbasket if I left for more than two days. I mostly just want to see you."
blushing knowing he couldn't see it and felt weird that she had admitted it out loud" but if you really want to help a kitten out my serger broke last week and hand hemming has been a pain in the ass. Also, a fuller figured adjustable dress form so useful if I could have one but I've not had time to buy one my self. I know those all sound terribly practical and not at all fun but I do my best"
She wasn't super into frivolousness in a manner tho she liked things.
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Jan 18, 2019 8:35:04 GMT -6
He listened taking mental note plotting how he would accomplish an actual vacation. He knew several getaways that were relatively devoid of actual lycanthrope power groups. Not being a local things would surely have changed. So investigators would need to sent in advance.
The dress firm he would build. His machine skills at machining he was sure would come in handy. That combined with the other gifts he’d already earmarked should be just the ticket that he cared for her.
He guessed he couldn’t help himself he was a loving guy despite his darkness. “Consider it done.” He said his voice filled.
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Post by Hieronymous Banks-Walker on Jan 18, 2019 8:35:08 GMT -6
He listened taking mental note plotting how he would accomplish an actual vacation. He knew several getaways that were relatively devoid of actual lycanthrope power groups. Not being a local things would surely have changed. So investigators would need to sent in advance.
The dress firm he would build. His machine skills at machining he was sure would come in handy. That combined with the other gifts he’d already earmarked should be just the ticket that he cared for her.
He guessed he couldn’t help himself he was a loving guy despite his darkness. “Consider it done.” He said his voice filled.
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