Thread: Second Chances [MR AZ]

The place wasnt half bad, really, lots of hotties to check up, willingly ignorant teachers and authorities, a wide place without surveillance cameras anywhere. A bit too peaceful though, everyone seemed well behaved, skittish even. They looked like young scared cats, all of them. Well, most of them. The scents mixed once over another but there were hints of something interesting going on just below the surface and it caught the dark haired tall youngster for a moment. Still, being unable to pinpoint the origins of those scents in the sea of faces and bodies made her shrug and just enjoy the first show they were given. The opening ceremony was funny, here, give us your cash, well promise you the future how many times had she heard that before? Give us your hope, give us your vote, give us your time, give us your life, your sons, your blood, your souls, yourself, and you will live for longer than the others out there. Youll be happy, or at least youll be wise, strong, and smart, youll be more than those you despise. Same ol story, repeated over and over, just as it would always be. It was quite amusing to see it in action, then again, humans were always worth of observing, of mixing with and living with. After the show, the dark haired young woman had gone off until she was sure there was no one around, no one seeing, no one listening. The transformation was quick, as it had always been, and the reception when she returned to the group of teens was just the same. Girls cooing and whistling at her, others wanting to keep her, boys trying to make her stay in order to get some of the spotlight directed at them. It was fun but soon the German shepherd had to run off. Time to follow people individually, first it was this red haired dreamboat with some amazing bazoongas, sadly she didnt seem fond of a big dog following her around as soon she began to walk faster and even took one of the hoses that were near the building, wetting the canine in an attempt of getting her away. Bad luck, nothing else, Aedan thought while shaking herself off after running from the undesired and premature shower. Scents could tell her a lot, but with everyone wearing brand new clothes and perfumes that stunk to high heaven, it was hard to discern those who loved animals and those who didnt. Either way, she had a long time to worry about that, and a little water had never hurt anyone. The dog went straight back to the chase, for hours to come she was chased and she chased, got to see beautiful young women who petted her and nuzzled her until they couldnt do so anymore, as well as she got kicked out of the cafeteria, near the rooms and even from the parking lot. It was all in good fun and a great way to see her new peers in a different light locate the jocks, the clowns, the know-it-alls, the nerds and so on. Talking about nerds, in her adventure through the campus she had detected this young woman with a rather peculiar smell, but since she had taken sanctuary in the library the dog had decided to leave her for later on. Now taking a walk on her way back to the rooms she had noticed how the brunette was still there, even when it was getting dark already. Interesting Aedan took more time finding a place to shift back to her human form than doing so her clothes were still in place even if rustled over and, finally, she could get in the library to stalk a bit. First there was this cute blondie with the woman, who evidentially couldnt give fewer fucks about having said blondie near, so the once soldier took her role seriously and got herself a book. WWII Onland by D. G Chandler and even sat down to read it. She was a damn good hunter and wouldnt pounce into a wary prey just like that, so she kept her icy blue gaze in the pages even if they were old history, literally and figuratively. What could they teach her about war? Well, a lot, in fact, since she had not been in those wars in this world, but it was a bit of the same ol mistakes and same ol techs. Blondie smelt nice, of flowers and freshly growing plants, but it was not as interesting, not to mention that she looked way too innocent, not really the former soldiers type, finally, the blondie left and the blue eyed girl tensed slightly, as if done with something, wait a bit more, just a bit more. The woman was still tense enough, her shoulders were a bit up, and her pen was still way too high. One minute, two, three, four, There was an apology nearby and silence, blondie had bumped against someone surely, another nerd was around? The remaining silence made the shifter ignore that happening and focus on her book, or at least pretend to. Ten, twenty. NOW. Aedan charged in, putting on her most charming smile. He used to love that smile, she, on the other hand, often rolled her eyes at it. And, carrying her book, slowly advanced towards the lady, noticing her very unique scent The smell of someone old, of an important person, the smell of cotton and alcohol, of fear and anxiety, of science, science and death. Of death in service of science? Of science in service of death? Hey, babe. She greeted her while taking a seat, her eyes boring deep into the brunette in front of her. Just what are you? Hows it goin? Unique was a way to describe this nerdbag here, that step was not the best to take but it would either get the woman out of her reading or make her flee the library, both were good enough. Got so inspired by that speech that you decided to be the nerdiest nerd around? She half joked.