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Thread: The Fox and the Hound (Agnores x Candira)

Rachel raised an eyebrow at his defensiveness. He was obviously lying to her to avoid talking about what was actually bothering him, but it wasn't really her place to pry into a total stranger's business, no matter how much she truly wanted to help. He was nervous around her, and she wondered if it was because he knew what she really was, too. Frowning, she really hoped he wasn't afraid of her. She really didn't mean anyone harm. Sometimes that just happened when the wolf in her came out, but she tried her best to be good. His talk about doing all the work caught her attention. It was at once insulting and intriguing. You know, Darrick, I'm sure you didn't mean for it to come across as an insult just now, but it sounded awfully like you expected me to just let you do all the work. Don't get me wrong, it's cool of you to offer and all, but you don't know me like that. Please don't just make those assumptions. She frowned a little and shook her head. Sorry if that was a little too forward or if I put words in your mouth. Sometimes I get sensitive. I'm having sort of a bad day...but you don't need to hear about it. Anyway, I don't see the point in taking a class and not participating to learn. Don't blow it Rachel. For God's sake, don't blow it! She could feel the wolf's disapproval at her pandering, but she preferred to see it as being friendly and straightforward. The wolf disagreed.
Thread: The Fox and the Hound (Agnores x Candira)

Damn. That did not work how he wanted. He sighed, then nodded. I see. Well, I suppose we will be working together then. He didn't seem completely pleased with that, but he shook his head and adjusted his posture to present a more friendly front. So yeah. I am Darrick. Friendly tree-hugging hippy with a knowledge of the American civil war, at your service. He offered his hand to shake, and smiled slightly. The whole gesture definitely did not seem genuine, but that didn't mean there was any real hostility or animosity hidden under it all it simply seemed like Darrick would really rather be talking to anyone else but Rachel but had resigned himself to his fate. The last werewolves Darrick had met had been at his school when he was acting as a high schooler for his adoptive family. He had 'grown up' with them through the years, and he had secretly known when they had been bitten. They never specifically told him of this change, but Darrick knew the day it happened. Over the years, Darrick had remained friends with them, but towards the senior year of high school the werewolves had become increasingly hostile towards Darrick. It wasn't until right after graduation that they tried anything, though, and they had regretted it. Two relatively new werewolves trying to take out a kitsune who had lived over 300 years. The Earth had given Darrick the strength and speed to fight against the wolves, and Darrrick naturally had the smarts to out maneuver them. After Darrick had all ready set in motion the events of leaving, he found out what had changed it the wolves that had been his friends they joined a pack with an alpha that had a thing against kitsune. Darrick had just decided he wouldn't deal with werewolves much after that. Seemed that fate had a different idea. If we are gonna work together, I guess it wouldn't hurt to know a bit about you, Darrick added to his earlier statement.
Thread: The Fox and the Hound (Agnores x Candira)

Rachel raised her eyebrow as he seemed to restart their entire conversation once he figured out she was really in for the long hall. She could see right through the friendly front he was putting on, but he at least seemed to be trying to be nicer, so she was a little less insulted. She shook his hand and tried on a little smile of her own. Nice to meet you, she said with a grin. Her whole life, Rachel had been isolated from other supernatural creatures. At one point she thought that she was crazy. Every full moon was another damning piece of evidence, however. She was a wolf, and the sooner she accepted it, the sooner she could be at peace with herself. That much was true--once she had accepted the wolf as a part of herself, her every day life was as normal as it could be. The wolf was a constant presence in her mind, but at least it wasn't clawing to get out like it had been in the past. She'd grown to enjoy certain parts of her transformations, and she'd even learned to embrace her near-human state. Of course, keeping her emotions in check was more difficult than it used to be with a wolf and its pride lodged in her head. She had had to do this all on her own, and she often wished that there was someone else she could talk to about this kind of thing...unfortunately, no one like her existed where she had been before. Now, though, there was a potential connection. Someone who knew what it was like--theoretically--to talk to and relate to. He wasn't a wolf like her--but what did that really matter? Ah, well, I'm new in town, but I like it here. I'm excited about studying, even though I haven't decided for sure on what I want to do just yet. I'm taking my generals right now, and this is an era of history I don't know much about, so I thought it would be interesting. She smiled again, for real this time, pleased that he was taking an interest in her--no matter how manufactured or small it may have been.
Thread: The Fox and the Hound (Agnores x Candira)

Rachel was a little surprised at the sudden turnaround. He was being nicer--much nicer. It was like going from winter straight into late spring. She thought nothing of his slip-up, figuring he got confused about documentaries or something of the like. She still hadn't put together what he was yet, or what that meant about how long he'd been alive. As Darrick went on, she noticed his eyes taking her in, memorizing details about her. It might have been unnerving if she hadn't realized that he was just as different as she was. So, she took it upon herself to return the favor. He was an attractive man when his face wasn't full of disdain. His eyes seemed wise--older somehow than the rest of him. When he offered to teach her more, her face lit up. Really? That would be great! Thank you. Studying over dinner seemed like a pretty flimsy excuse for date, but he was being nice to her, and she really wanted to get to know him better. Maybe they really could be friends! After all, it wasn't always the natural response to trust someone like yourself, but different. Besides, he had a good point about their project, and she had to eat. That sounds like a good plan. I better give you my number in case you need to reach me. She held up a finger and reached into her bag for a neon green post-it. She wrote her name and number in a swirly, dreamy scrawl and handed it to him. There. Just let me know when and where and I'll meet you on Friday. I'll make sure I'm available. Maybe she should have played hard to get, but she detested coy little games like that. It was much better to be straight forward, in her opinion. And what was wrong with going out with a handsome guy? Especially one she had so much in common with? Do you have any ideas off the top of your head about what you might like to research? I might need to look into the background a little more. I was always more into early European history. But since you are sort of an expert, maybe you have an idea already?
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Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Logan James Maxwell was as relaxed as any man could be on his way to his new job. Okay that wasn't right he was as relaxed as he could be on the train, he was completely ignoring the fact that he was on his way to a job. He was slightly nervous but other than that he was at peace and overly excited about his new position. The last five years of his life hadn't gotten him anywhere in a 'career' as an office employee. Moving up the corporate ladder was a lie and city life yeah that bullshit was a lie too. How he resented his dad for choosing this life for him. Logan couldn't really complain too much though his dad did ensure he had an education and he even got to minor in something he wanted to. So here he was on the train heading to his new life, one that had fascinated him for the past ten years. The interview had taken place over skype, he couldn't quite gauge her reaction about him, but then again his webcam had broken the day before. He had apologized for the inconvenience of him being able to see her and not the other way around. She was very professional about the interview even though the elder lady was a bit more abrupt with her questions. The first thing Logan had noticed about his new boss was her hair it demanded his attention for the first five seconds, the hue had always attracted him and he enjoyed the fact she had it. His hair on the other had was a stale brown, an average color that he never really liked. During the interview he was clean shaven but given the nature of the job he decided that he would let it grow a little bit. Stubble graced his jawline now but it was still clean and well maintained, the main reason for his choice is he had to be clean shaved for the past five years and frankly he was tired of the hassle. Another thing that he enjoyed was his blue jeans, he had always been more comfortable in jeans than a suit, and it even caused him mild discomfort during his interview. He hoped she hadn't noticed that aspect from him. His thoughts were interrupted by the conductor announcing his stop. He gathered his bags from about them as the train slowed into the station, finally he was on his way to his new life. Logan stood as the train stopped and hefted his bags over his shoulders and over his dark crimson button up short sleeve. His hair was brushed back and slightly gelled to keep the medium length hair out of his eyes. Just two more steps. He said to himself and then he stepped off the Amtrak. He shuddered lightly at the sensation for the cooler air, everything hit him. The smell, the clean air, and best of all the space! He turned his head to the left and seen nothing, then his right and there it was her fiery red hair again the first thing he noticed. Mrs. Kate? He asked as he approached the two ladies. He had been unaware of her title or how to address her so he tried to gauge it. He hadn't even caught the older ladies name, mainly because she had distracted him with her off the cuff questions that didn't pertain to the interview.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

As the train pulled into the station, Kate stood. Molly stood as well, holding the sign. The older woman smiled as the handsome young man neared them. Oh this was much better than she could have hoped. He would muscle up again quickly enough with the hard work and her food. If he did grow a beard, Molly could see that he would still have a handsome face. As it was, the stubble was sexy. The lad even had manners. Before her lovely niece could say a word in greeting she interjected with, That's Miss Kate, Mr. Maxwell. She offered her hand for a shake while Kate shook her head. Just Kate is fine. Nice to finally put a face to the name, Logan. You remember my aunt. Logan Maxwell, Molly Swanson. But I do prefer my maiden name Sanders. You can just call me Miss Molly. Kate smiled and then offered her hand to her handsome new hire. Welcome. So, can we help you with any luggage? Or is this it? She asked, hoping to come across as warm and helpful. After all, she was both of those things and wanted this guy to hang around. Besides, he was very cute.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Well if I'm going to just call you Kate then just call me Logan. Same for you Miss Molly. Now Logan wasn't trying to insult anyone by the way he was talking, that's just the way things flowed from his mouth naturally. Even with his mother's guidance and teaching Logan still found it hard not to comment on something as stupid as Molly's last name. Granted it wouldn't have been insulting but it wasn't right for him to crack a joke about her being related to the Colonel, or getting free fried chicken. No he knew better so his mouth stayed shut about it, but it was still difficult due to his city life. All his coworkers before thought it was weird that he could have the mildest hint of country flair without ever being in the country before. As far as Logan knew he was raised in the city and his attraction to the country and other things attached to it seemed to be way off base. Then again who was anyone else to question his passion for things? He extended his hand towards both of them and shook their hands. His new boss was definitely and upgrade from his last one the asshole. It was harder than shit always being the gopher in the office environment mainly when he was the one that had the hardest time getting the projects and assignments done, they were just too complex and not to mention hard for him to understand. He shook the thought from his head and pulled himself back to the now. No Ma'am this is everything, besides my mom always told me never to burden a lady with anything, and seeing as I haven't met a true lady other then my mother until now I don't plan on doing it. Logan's Mother valued morals and him being a gentleman over anything else, but that didn't mean that she didn't have her own temper, a temper that her son equally shared. He had gotten into plenty of fights at school over someone harassing a female, albeit not your traditional lady, but still he tried to intervene on more than on occasion.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Kate's eyebrows inched up at his comment about not burdening her. Well, it's hardly a burden, but I suppose your mama's advice got you this far, so why stop listening now? She smiled and turned toward the parking lot. This way, if you don't mind. With that she started walking, her hips swaying in time with her long, purposeful strides. Molly smirked, watching the young man for a moment before nudging him along. Your mother sounds like a fine woman. Make sure you don't disappoint her, she warned. Now, we don't often get into town more than twice a week or so unless Kate's got herself a new business idea. Then she runs herself ragged between the ranch and the city. But that's another story... What my aunt is trying to say is that you get two nights off a week. Don't make plans in the city til you know which days those are. I'm trying to say that if you need anything in town, you can give me or Kate the list and we'll pick it up if we're heading in before you. Now, once we get to the ranch, Kate will show you around. I have things to do. You have questions, just ask anybody. We'll fix you up. I hope you'll like working with us, Logan. I know I'll appreciate the extra help.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Typical work schedule. Logan mused with a minor shrug. Two days a week was the standard federal law for anyone working more than 40 hours a week without over time setting in. With all due respect I wouldn't exactly call this a city, more of a big town. The maps I looked at indicated a good number of stores, but a city is a serious over statement, at least to me. I'd also like to avoid the city for the rest of my life if I can help it, chances are that something is eventually going to call me back at some point, but I already like it more here. For him this was no city it was quiet, well quieter and more spacious. No this was definitely not a city, and thank god for that! I'll make sure to let you know if I need anything, though at this point I'm fairly sure I have the essentials for now. But while we're on the subject of questions, You said something about housing on the ranch. I was curious as to the accommodations, and the company policy as to what is and isn't allowed. Don't get me wrong I'm not looking to get drugs or nothing like that I just want to get a feel for my new living situation so I don't accidentally step out of line and become a hassle for anyone. Of course Logan had a few questions, he had been so eager to get out of the city the more important questions had temporarily slipped his mind. In fact he was so eager to leave he was packed the night right after the interview took place. For all he knew he was only getting a shack with a single window, or bunking in a bunk house with the other ranch hands. In all his excitement he did a really poor job asking question during his interview, well excitement and secretly ogling his new boss. She was definitely a wonderful welcomed site, but he knew to remain professional and how to stay on task. Logan's mind was a bit curious as to having a girlfriend or even a pet might play into his new living arrangement. Most of all though he was finally able to get the fuck out of the city.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Well, this is about as close to the city as I like to get. To be honest, places much bigger than this one start to suffocate me a little. Kate smiled and led him to her vehicle--a ranch van. You can toss your stuff in the back and we'll head out, she said before moving for the driver's side. Molly, moved for the passenger door and then corrected herself, better to sit in back for the time being. After all, the new guy had to get a feel for the lay of the land. We provide housing for our hands. You'll be in one of the smaller bunkhouses--new beds, new sheets, new everything. You'll have five roommates and they'll all get you up when you need to get. There are closet modules and dressers for all--you'll have to figure out which is yours with the boys. There's also a small chest with a lock and key you can use for valuables. You'll have to do your own laundry in town, but that shouldn't be a big to do if you plan it right. Plus, not many fancy duds around here. No need for em unless you're going to a bank, a funeral, or a wedding. You want me to hold onto anything for you, just ask, Molly said, answering his question. You're allowed a dog or cat as a pet, but nothing smaller or slithery, Kate said. Scares the horses. You'll have to work out girlfriends with your bunk mates. But I wouldn't count on bringing them back to your place for a romantic evening, if you catch my drift. Girlfriends are allowed at meals, but it's always nice if Molly has some notice. All I ask is that you keep it in your pants when you're supposed to be working. When you're off the clock, you're free to do whatever you please, long as I don't have to clean up your mess. Molly chuckled and shook her head. We're not all that big on rules, but we do have a few of them, and the boys will fill you in. We'll even get you a handbook for that. Meantime, you just focus on what you need to get done. The first week is usually the hardest for new recruits.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Logan was relieved to hear that Kate felt the same way about the larger cities as he did it gave them something similar to connect with. He listened intently as the ladies explained the rules to him, and how things were going to work. The topic of a girlfriend kinda slipped by on a kind of ignored level being it didn't really pertain to him be he caught enough in case a fellow bunkmate had one. The other half won't be a problem I don't have a girlfriend, and I'm not really planning on going out to hunt one down anytime soon. Then again I don't know much about country ladies, most of the city girls are well to put it as nicely as possible, skanks. He was trying to be polite about his wording but there really was no clean way that he knew of for superficial whores. He went to sit in the back seat after everything was loaded into the back of the van but Molly seemed rather insistent that he sit up front. probably to gauge the lay of the land as it were. Upon the mention of onto things Logan remembered a question that he really did need to know. I think i'll have to take you up on that offer to hold onto something of mine. My Folks are holding onto a rifle I bought a few years back, I wasn't sure of the Laws out here. I also have a bow that I've had to keep my marksmenship training up to par. Again I wasn't sure on the laws out here or if I would need to get a new license in order to have them being mine are from out of state. Oh and a set of weighted throwing knives! True enough the man in the front passenger seat of the van was a child at heart, he loved his toys. He also had good reason too one thing they had barely gone over in the interview was his previous employment history. Other than the desk job he had for the past five years Logan was a two year vet in the U.S. Military, a few things since his commitment was over had become a little lax, but one thing that didn't was his aim with long range rifles, medium distance bows, and short range knife throwing. Given his change of location into the Montana climate he figured he might need his gear for his recreation time. Not many people liked to talk about their service once they were out of the military so he figured that was the reason Kate or Molly never brought it up, that or they didn't see it on his resume. Although Molly seemed to have the nothing slips by me about her. If that were the case then she'd be able to barely make out the little bit of ink sticking out from under his left sleeve.
Thread: Home on the range...again (Candira and Master Raven)

Single. Well, well, if that didn't make him a nice match for Kate. Molly smirked and shrugged. Well, it won't take much for a young man like you to get all the ladies. But if you're looking to stay away from certain kinds of women, you'd best stick to the ranch for now. My niece, for instance, knows a lot of nice young girls. Kate shook her head and glanced back at her aunt in the rear view mirror. There's no rush, aunt Molly. Let him settle in before you start playing match-maker. Her eyes returned to the road and she smiled. Anyway, I feel like you'll fit in here quite nicely. At the mention of his weapons, Kate raised an eyebrow. Sounds like a decent collection of weaponry. We can put the gun in our safe if you like. You can keep your bow with mine. The knives, however, you might want to find a place for on your own. Molly nodded. We don't really have a good place for those, but I suppose we could clear out a little room in the gun safe. I've been meaning to go shooting anyway. I'll show you the range if you'd like to go with me. It wasn't long before they were headed out of town on the country road that would lead them to the ranch. Kate was looking forward to coming back, but more out of exhaustion than anything else.