First Howl [audio/disgruntled]

[wolvesxeyes]

[Shuffling, the ‘click’ of a lamp being turned on. A few moments of silence, then an irritated sigh.]

The hell is this? Some sort of hotel? Chris, I am going to bite you for this…

[More shuffling, feet on carpet. The comm. is picked up, glanced at briefly.]

Look, I don’t care where I am or how much my brothers bribed you with to bring me here, all I want to know is who do I have to speak to, to get home? I honestly don’t have time for this; school and all that shit. Fuck, this must be Mike’s work… going to bite him when I find him…

[Click.]

Comments

[talkback-stein.livejournal.com]

What's with you and biting people?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Personal preference, really, though clawing is always an option as well~

Woah custom comment pages

[fetchthestick.livejournal.com]

... Please don' bite no one. Thas' mean.

Ffff I always forget about those

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

The only ones I have any plans of biting are my brothers; the assholes deserve it anyways. It's only mean if they don't deserve it.]

Me too bb

[fetchthestick.livejournal.com]

No it's mean no matter what you don't do that or you get punished.

Even another pet.

Ty for the reminder <3

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

I ain't nobody's pet, honey, and there isn't anyone around who's strong enough to punish me.

[...wait. She's in unfamiliar territory, and she can't scent anything much from the room. Hmm...]

There people here who deal out punishments, hmm?

np XD

[fetchthestick.livejournal.com]

.... Then, you're....

[Masters don't bite people. They use - they use other things. And she SOUNDS really wild. That means she's feral.

THAT'S REALLY REALLY SCARY.

But wait. His best friend back home USED to be a feral, even though he was just a kid when he was made a pet. And his mama used to be feral too, and she would NEVER hurt Thom.

Then there was Lily who used to be a pet but says she isn't no more and that makes her feral, and she was Thom's friend.

Still, Thom is quite frightened. Omega dog personality go.]

Owners are always stronger.

Um... Yes'm. The Captain does, here.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Then I'm... what?

[This kid's confusing; what the heck was he talking about with the 'master' and 'pet' thing. Not like he knows she's a lycan, he couldn't be talking about were-breeders... could he? Naw, not likely. Not here.]

Depends on the pet, kid. Hmm, the captain, eh? Might just need to have a word with him...

[fetchthestick.livejournal.com]

You're... you're wild... right?

[His Masters would do it. They'd quite enjoy the challenge of Sarea's race, most likely.]

Mos' people don' get to talk to th'Captain much I think.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Well, I've been told I'm a bit wild from time to time, but we all are, sooner or later~

[They'd be in for a helluva fight; lycan's are not easy to 'tame' unless they've been raised in captivity. Sarea shivers at that thought; her pack had fought long and hard to avoid those bastards...]

Hmm. I'll just have to sniff him out then.

[reachforthe.livejournal.com]

If your brother did all this, I think he has a lot of people to answer to. Heh.

Um, welcome to the Elegante?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Feh, I wouldn't put it past him; he's a crafty bugger.

[Pauuuuuuuse.]

Elegante? What is this, some sort of fancy hotel?

[reachforthe.livejournal.com]

It's a cruise ship! Apparently. I'm pretty new myself.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

... Seriously? A cruise ship?

[She whines. Literally, like a dog that's just been locked in the house while their masters go out for dinner.]

Damn, if I didn't have a paper due I could relax!

[reachforthe.livejournal.com]

So everybody says. But it's CRAZY. There's a forest and bear chefs...

Paper? What paper?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[Peeeeeeeeeeeeerk. Forest? Yay!]

Bear's you say? Oughta be interesting...

Mm? Oh, paper, like a school report? An essay? That sort of thing.

[reachforthe.livejournal.com]

Yeah! I mean, it sounds scary at first, but I've heard they're okay, so... I wanna see!

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Haha, trust me kid, this is nothing compared to what I'm used to. Sounds like an interesting place.

[Kid's pretty nice; she chalks him down on the 'to young to be tainted by annoying male-ness' list. He sounds so excited she can't help but grin.]

Heh, I might just go exploring myself! What's your name, kid? It's nice ta-meetcha, but I'd hate to call you 'kid' all the time.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Well this one sounds frisky.]

Joo be on da Elegante ladymon. I'd welcome joo aboard, but chances are joo gonna be wantin' off pretty soon.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[What an interesting accent! Sarea's ears would be pricked if she were in dog form]

Oh, more along the lines of I'll be needing off pretty soon; uni prof's are bitches to deal with when assignments are late, oi.

So. What exactly is this place, or is it some super secret shit?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Well den dey gonna be very late. Been here seven months and still haven't found da way off.

It be a ship. A cruise ship. Where it be headed dough, dat be a diffrent mattah.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

...You're kidding. Please tell me you're kidding. My profs are gonna kill me!

[This is the sound of Sarea banging her head off the wall. No, really. The sound stops when she registers the second half of his comment.]

....cruise ship headed to god knows where filled with, I'm assuming, random people from random places? Joy, nineties horror flick, much?

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Don't t'ink givin' joorself an concussion gonna help joo any.

Hit da nail on da head ladymon.

[Nineties horror flick?]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Mrrrrr I was kind of hoping this would be a dream. Well, nightmare, really, but whatever.

[Oh god... this means there are likely many men here. Fuck. Note to self, stay in room... most of the time.]

Ffffffoh well. I'll live... I think... Now. Who is this by the way; be nice t'have a name to match to the voice.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Stay away from da crew and use some common sense and joo'll be fine.

Da name be Kevas. It be a pleasure.