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 Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:12 pm
They were splitting up already? Connor cursed in a whisper, inhaled his fries, and tried to look nonchalant as he rid himself as the washable tray. He deliberately avoided looking her way, but he could sense the direction she was going. Through the only door, of course. He didn't follow her immediately through the door, but instead lingered behind it, pretending to say "good bye" to someone who didn't exist.
She was headed for the northeastern wing. Good. He had access to that one. But which that floor? When he stepped into the wing door, she was headed up the stairs. Again, he cursed. If she knew he was behind her, she could be leading him on. He went part of the way up the stairs and then stopped, waiting to hear if she opened the second floor door, or continued on.
***
Just as he had expected, Miss Benson returned to his room. Normally he would have gone home by now and her forgotten piano books would have just been too bad. But... Katra was different. He needed her to come back and so he had waited.
"Were you so eager to leave that you forgot your piano book?" he asked. Of course, Professor Burnell was teasing, but his normally chilled tone didn't always make it obvious when he was.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:17 pm
Kat was already on edge with that creepster in the cafeteria. She could feel the hair on the back of her neck rise and she had to work extra hard not to let herself 'go'. "Uh...ah...er...yes." She stumbled on, he looked extremely nice as usual and Kat started to feel a bit awkward along with her slight confusion.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2008 11:18 pm
Luka walked up the stairs to the fourth floor, wandered over to her room, opened the door, turned her chair around to face the hallway, sat, and waited, tapping her right index finger on the arm of her chair.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 4:43 pm
She'd stopped at the fourth floor. He'd heard that much. Connor breathed a sigh of relief. Her floor was co-ed, which meant that he had access. The mayor of the city had seen to it that the dean made sure that Connor was able to access all of the male or co-ed halls on campus to assist in his duties. With a deep breath he slipped into the hall. The young woman wasn't to be seen, but it was likely that she had just gone into her room. Hands in his pockets (where his right nervously fingered his cigarette pack), the Irishman started strolling casually down the hallway.
He cast glances into whatever open doors he could see, but found nothing until he was nearly to the end of the hall. There she was, leaning back and gazing steadily at the door. At him. Connor offered a friendly little wave and continued on as if his being on the same floor at the same time was coincidence. As he walked onward, he took note of the room number. 413.
***
This time he chuckled, and smiled as well.
"Come now, Frauline. Surely my class isn't that boring." He stood and strode calmly towards her, extending the hand that held her piano book. She looked young, but then again so did he. She could be two hundred years old for all he knew. Or not... she was also skittish. Most older wolves that he had met were calmer and detected him right away. Based on her nervous mannerisms, she had not.
"So, Frauline Benson, how long have you been a wolf?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 7:55 pm
Kat reached out for her book but stopped when she heard the word wolf. At that moment she lost it. Her brown ears and long brown tail made a soft 'pop'. She blushed and put her hands ontop of her ears and backed up very fast against the wall. "I don't...uh...know what you are talking about!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 8:58 pm
Luka smirked. She loved it when they followed her. Paranoia had its own special wonderful little smell. She heard the door to the stairwell close and ran to the stairwell at the other side of the hall she went down to the bottom floor and ran across the hall again to the other stairwell. She sat in a corner and pulled a nail file out of her pocket and began looking busy.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:16 pm
"You must be a young one," Curtis chuckled, "since I was able to mask my scent from you. It looks as though you need help controlling your transformations as well." He smiled, this time genuinely. He was still holding out the song book. "But my question still stands, Frauline. How many years have you been a wolf?"
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He thought he heard doors opening and closing, and when he turned around there was no longer light pouring into the hall via her door. The sun was setting. Crap. He knew her room number, but if she was going out it would do him very little good. He couldn't kill her unless she was in her wolf form. Well, unless it was self-defense. But who would believe that he needed to kill a girl to protect himself?
Connor continued down the stairs with a frustrated sigh... and came to a halt when he realized that someone was watching him from the corner of the stairwell. It was her.
"Um, hello," he greeted, clearing his throat. "You certainly... move fast." No, he didn't have his gun, but at least his silver dagger was stored safely in his boot.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:22 pm
"What can I say," she smirked at him as she stood up and slid the nail file into her pocket. "I like it fast." She looked him up and down half circled him to the left and than wandered back right. "I'd ask what you want with me, but I think I know what it is and its probably not what I'm hoping." She raised her eyebrow as she looked him over again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:32 pm
Kat lost all of her fear and confusion in a flash of anger. "I do not have any trouble with my transformations!" She stomped her foot and took her hands off her ears which flopped up and made her hands into fists by her side. "I am two years old!" Then she thought about what she had just said. "I mean...shuddup!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:38 pm
"I... um..." Connor stammered. He'd never been propositioned by someone who wasn't drunk before, and absolutely never by a werewolf. Her human form was... attractive as well as exotic... but Connor would never stoop to the level of putting himself in any sort of suggestive situation with one of them. Besides, even if she was just human, he didn't know her.
"What makes you think I want anything to do with you?" he managed, annoyed. "I was just exploring the wing. I live here too, you know." His hand flexed at his side. Just a quick bend of the waist and the dagger would be in his grasp if he needed it.
***
"Now there's no need to be angry," Curtis assured his flustered student. He gave up on handing her the book and set it on a nearby music stand. "I only ask because, well, I am new to this country and looking for others of our kind. I have seen a few, most of them fairly young like yourself, but many of them seemed more... hostile." He smiled at her ears. "Do you have a pack?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:48 pm
Kat felt a little ashamed of her out burst and if possible her cheeks flushed even more. She couldn't take her eyes off of him, he seemed even more gorgous all alone in the lab. She opened her mouth but stomped and thought before she spoke. She didn't want any frodian slips. "I don't actually. There is one near here but they didn't want me...they also seemed to be neo nazi's and the whole being from India didn't sit with them."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 9:48 pm
Luka moved in closer. "Well alright then." She gave his face one last look over. "You know where to find me if you change your mind...or don't." She brushed her hand across his chest as she walked around him to the stairs. On her way up she left him with one last comment. "By the way, the dagger in your boot is rediculously obvious."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 10:06 pm
The word "nazis" immediately caused him to tense and he nearly lashed out. They couldn't possibly be so bad as the inhumane fellow Germans who had created him! His head snapped up quickly, but he stopped himself before growling at her. Curtis took a deep breath.
"You... should not make such comparisons unless you fully understand them," he told her calmly. He cleared his throat and smoothed his hair away from his face. "Then it would seem that we are both rogue wolves. If the local pack takes on such... hostile... attitudes, I could not submit myself to their alpha."
He walked to the window, his eyes gazing skyward. The heavens were orange and rapidly turning purple. The moon was already visible. "Would you mind roaming with me tonight?"
***
Connor spit out vehement curses as he stomped out of the building. A few passers-by gazed at him with uneasy looks and gave him plenty of space. Since when was he such a bumbling idiot?! He'd been training himself for eight years! As he walked he cursed the school - cursed it for not letting him carry his gun on the property. Cursed it for having so many other bystanders that prevented him from simply gutting her right there. And above all he cursed her for coming onto him and making him so flustered.
'You're going to be the first wolf I skin,' he threatened in thought at he plopped down at the base of a tree to wait for full-on nightfall. To wait for her to emerge.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2008 10:14 pm
Kat sensed the tension and her ears went down even though he spoke calmly to her. She felt a little uneasy but she only felt the tension for a few seconds. She perked back up and tried to smile. "I would love to."
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