Roleplay

Nef sighed at their indirect refusals; all of this meant more effort for him later on. Due to the much reduced height of the young wolf girl, he would have to aim well in order to grab her. He could also aim for the boy, but something told him aiming for her would be the better option, if he could secure her then the boy might come back to try and rescue her. He did seem the chivalrous type, after all. "If that's the way you wish to play it, then bring it on." Nef mused, hoping to dispirit the youngsters. Something told him it was unlikely to work, but if it delayed them for a couple seconds longer it would give him the time he needed to move first.

Suddenly the little wolf burst forth, directly towards him at that. Nef was rather dubious at the chosen course; she was taking a huge risk to run directly past him after all. But he need not get over confident, if he misjudged his distances she could get past him and out into the park. The same was also true for the boy; she would keep his claws busy so he could only rely on his tail to either trip of snag the boy. His reptilian tail was far less mobile than his hands, but it was still vicious and manoeuvrable enough to prove useful.

Nef leapt forward, extending his claws outwards towards the wolf. Soft fur met his fingers as he attempted to embrace the petite form, in the swiftness of the movement he was unsure if he had proven successful in latching on to his target.

@Kirika @Galileo (I'll leave it up to you if Locket is completely caught/nicked/scraped/so on so forth :p)

@sakurawr @mudd @phoenixgirl513

Senju looked up as Alicia came down stairs. She seemed in good spirits as she flew in and perched on the moose head before noticing his purloined reading material.

"Whatcha got there? A newspaper? Where'd you swipe this from? Lemme see!"

Senju laughed as she jumped on his head and tried to peer over him at the paper. "Silly owl, newspapers are for people!" He said, pretending to swat her off his head with a section of the newspaper. "Besides, where's my breakfast?" He teased her. "You wouldn't let a poor fox starve, would you?"

"Say yes. We might get some peace and quiet." Ariel chimed in drily. Senju did his best to look outraged, though it was hard to look serious when you had a barn owl balancing on your head.

Flare and Kyren wandered in shortly afterwards, both showing interest in the paper as well. Turning back a few pages and marking his spot, Senju picked up another section and glanced over it. "Well, not much that affects us is going on really. The only two things I found were buried towards the back." He commented, indicating to a story on the third to last page of the A section. "Its about Sylvern, but what caught my attention is that it talks about that destroyed facility in Lovale. They apparently finished rebuilding it a few months ago and its back in operation. But the article itself mostly talks about Sylvern working to produce a few new products. A... shampoo - thats not animal tested and looks like some more baby products." Senju said, his tone showing boredom over the last bit.

Ariel arched a brow. "They rebuilt that facility and are using it again?" She did not like the sound of that. The thought of the research lab at Lovale being up and operational again made her feel borderline nauseated. Suddenly, her coffee didn't seem as appealing. Senju didn't look thrilled either.

"I'm quite interested in what they aren't saying as well, but you know Sylvern. Everything is a freaking secret." He said, his tone now sounding annoyed. He picked up a different section of the paper and unfolded it to a different page. "But I think the real news all of you will be interested in is this one. Its quite cleverly written, if you know how to read between the lines anyway." He said with a snort. Smoothing out the paper, he skimmed the article again. "The article is written by a reporter who claims to have spent some time with the Vijaro trying to smooth out relations with some other advocacy group for activists that are protesting Vijaro's "supposed" involvement in some of those attacks against lobbyists in Washington that oppose minority rights groups. That's a whole other really long story, but that's not what got my attention about this article. What got my attention is the fact that one of the questions this reporter was asking about had to do with the rumor that a Vijaro agent was working undercover at the Research facility in another state. The Vijaro representative's answer was politically correct of course. Denying everything as usual, but he did mention that Vijaro runs several stores across the USA legally and that they are an independently licensed, owned and operated company... blah blah blah and they were happy to announce they were expanding their number of locations significantly this year." Senju put down the paper and glanced around the room to see if anyone was following where on earth he was going yet.

"The Vijaro do have several stores in this state. And we know that they know we exist and that they're looking for us. I found out they have a store... in Huntington." He said, watching everyone's reaction. Ariel was the first to comment.

"Well, that's not exactly news, Senju. Most of us knew that. They only run it during winter when trappers and hunters are in this region, and they leave come spring." She said, wondering why on earth Senju was making a big deal out of that.

Senju nodded slowly. "Yes, but did you notice they were still open?" Ariel didn't reply, but the look on her face said she'd noticed and was finding that a bit odd, but not yet newsworthy in her opinion. Senju slowly tapped the article again. "They also said they were going to start extending some of their store locations hours of operation. Now that store may be closing a little late this year, but they may get orders to stay open. As far as we can tell, we haven't done anything to arouse any suspicion, but it means we need to be extremely careful." He replied as he closed the paper and set it down on the ottoman while picking up his cup of coffee and watching to see what everyone would think.


((@kirika you're doing such a lovely job of terrorizing keeping things entertaining in town, I thought I'd give you an excuse to stalk hang out a bit longer. > :] ))

Kyren listened to every word Senju spoke intently. The Sylvern were back, that was enough to draw him in. He clenched his fists and felt his sharp, claw-like fingernails dig into his palm. Why did these people enjoy making others like him suffer? That alone was reason enough for him to want to go and blow the place up again. The only issue with that was that if he did blow up the place, he'd probably be hunted down and killed. That wouldn't be good for his health.

Senju then started talking about other things; about this strange group. 'The Vijaro,' huh? This was the first time he had ever heard of this odd group. Were they some political group or something? "Vijaro?" he asked Ariel, wanting to get answers. What was this shop thing Senju and Alicia were talking about? Questions flooded the large man's mind.

He looked down and realized that a trickle of blood was running down his hands. He quickly released his grip on his own hands.

@Ashkii @sakurawr @PhoenixGirl513

Nef grinned with glee as he felt his claws catch the skin of the small wolf; the smell of the blood teased his nostrils. He held the claws up in front of his face, admiring the crimson liquid as it ran down the pitch black blades. The boy had yet again taken the bait, opting to stand and fight opposed to running. Everything was going as he hoped so far; he had little doubt that one angry boy wolf would be unable mess it up. "I warned you about the hard way, neither of you kiddies listed." He teased the boy; it would be a fun game to anger him further. Those that were angry rarely fought well, not that he needed much advantage here. "The only ones you have to blame is yourselves." Nef continued, readying himself for yet another leap if he needed it. At least with the girl's wounds, she'd be unable to get far from him. The smell of the blood would make it impossible to her to hide from him anyway.

He noted the saliva with some amusement and disgust, he did not know much about the boy's enigma but from what he was seeing it was an over fluffed, drooling mutt. Sure it had teeth, but so did he, with he made a point of by returning the teeth bearing. From the fact he had turned into a full animal opposed to a mix and match like him, Nef assumed that the boy lacked full control over his power. Such a thing was an advantage for him, having full control was so much more efficient.

Snapping his tail at the boy’s furred ankles, Nef awaited his response.

@Galileo @Kirika
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Flare gradually sipped at her coffee while Senju read out the news, the return of the Sylvern was certainly bad news but something about the Vijaro had always perked her interest. She had chosen not to pursue them once everyone had escaped the facility, though she couldn’t deny she had considered it. Since then, she had come across the others and had been tending to them, so she couldn’t think about looking deeper into the Vijaro. The one thing Flare would not to intentionally was betray those at the lodge, regardless of her more personal interests. One such thing being potentially finding a way of reducing the detrimental factor of her enigma, those around her were lucky in having land or sky based animals and often could go blind to her excessive water requirement. Not that she vocally made it obvious, although it was probably sometimes obvious from her varied behaviour.

With a sigh she glanced down, her coffee cup was now empty. “We’ll have to be wary of our actions.” Flare piqued up, noticing the other’s now dulled moods. “Saying that, we shouldn’t live in fear.” She mused, grabbing a strawberry from Litah’s basket and biting into the soft flesh of the fruit. The sweet yet watery fruit was something she enjoyed, and any other finds that the girl brought home with her. “If we allow fear to grip us, then we risk giving ourselves away, more so for those of you who can’t completely control their transformations.” The woman ran a hand through her fiery hair, she was coming over negative and yet positive at the same time. However someone had to be serious some of the time, though Flare often ended up having to be serious most of the time.

@Ashkii @Wolfkitten @PhoenixGirl513 @Mudd