Howl 06 [Audio//English]

[wolvesxeyes]

[When the transmission times in, the wolf is strumming quietly on the guitar she'd found on Deck 12, going over the same familiar chords of the lullaby she'd played for Kevas over a week ago. It's not one many people would know, but it had been passed down through her family for generations, and Taylor had taught her how to play it. The song means more to her then anyone may know; it's a signal that she's been thinking.

A sigh is audible over the guitar, and she pauses in playing, occasionally strumming a note or two before actually speaking into the comm.]

Well, can't really say whether I'm sorry or glad to have my tail back, but I guess that's a rather mute point. Sorry I've been so quiet, guys; I've been thinking.

[Mikaela and Kevas are probably the only ones who have seen her this serious; its not a persona the wolf takes on often. Rea strums a few more notes, then sighs again, voice sounding a bit perkier then before.]

So, I have a question; I don't care who answers, I'm just curious. Who all on this crazy boat has family back home? Me, I've got six five brothers, four older and one younger. They're a pain, but I love'em.

I guess this is what being homesick feels like, heh.

[She strums a few more random notes before going back into the lullaby, silent as she does. Click.]

Comments

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

You okay, 'Rea?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think so. I just miss'em, yknow? Used to havin' them around all the time.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

...I know what you mean, yeah. I miss my family, too.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

It's kind of funny, honestly; I'm usually good at being stoic about this kind of stuff.

[She's strumming on the guitar again, more out of habit then actually trying to do it.]

Never been away from my pack, though.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

I...usually am.

Me either. Not for this long.

[She huffs.]

Where are you?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

And here I thought I'd love being away from my pain in the ass brothers.

[She laughs, just a little.]

So much for that. I'm in m'room.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Yeah...a little time away turns into a whole lot of 'don't want to be here anymore'.

Okay. I'm coming over.

[SLEEPOVER]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, pretty much.

Okay; you know where it is.

[OH HELL YUS]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Kay, gimme a minute.

[She has to get stuff, yo. Junk food, etc. Pillows to fight with...]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

I ain't goin' anywhere.

[Strumstrumstrum. She doesn't know what Mikaela has planned, obvs, but she'll enjoy the company.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[la la la give her a few minutes, then BANG BANG BANG]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[GOD Mikaela MUST you give her a heart attack EVERY TIME??]

I'm coming, I'm coming, gimme a sec!

[The guitar is dropped on the bed and the wolf heads to the door, pulling it open and blinking at her friend. Then she stares at... whatever it is Mikaela has with her.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[yus]

Hurry up!

[She waits for the door to open, makes sure Rea isn't holding anything, then WHACK. Pillow -> face!]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[Rea stumbles back a bit, obviously having NOT been expecting that in the least. She stares for a minute, not quite sure what just happened, then smirks wickedly, eyes glinting.]

Ohhhhh so that's how it's gonna be, is it? Alright then-

[And now she's running to grab her own pillow, dashing back to swing at her friend with a laugh]

-bring it on!

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She's too busy laughing hysterically to catch the return smack, but she recovers quickly enough and barges in the room, dropping her duffle and lunging to swing her pillow mightily in Sarea's direction. PILLOW FIIIIIIIIIGHT]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[Now THIS has cheered the Lycan right up, no questions about it! Sarea SHRIEKS and retreats further into the room only to attack with a couple of hard swings moments later, laughing just as hard as Mikaela.

Yeah, she needed some girly time.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Pffffft hopefully Mikaela doesn't smack anything and break something with her wild idea, but she presses her assault onwards anyway, nudging her overnight bag into the room and aiming to whack Sarea a good one upside the nogging.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

I be havin' family. Fools, da lot of dem. Always be needin' some mon to look aftah dem.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

[She laughs, still strumming.]

Sounds like my brothers, to. Always gettin' into mischief when no ones looking.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Didn't mattah if I was lookin' or not, dey always went stickin' dere nose in places dey didn't belong. Like a bunch of worg pups dey be, always chasin' aftah sometin' shiny.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

To true, actually; didn't matter who was looking. Especially sounds like the twins.

[And here she smiles a little sadly, though he can't see her. The lullaby pauses.]

Only one they ever listened to was Taylor; I usually just got laughed at, heh.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Joo'll get dere respect. Don't worry.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

...I kind of doubt that, Kevas.

[Rea sighs, strumming a few chords again.]

Right before I came here, I made a decision I thought was brave. Now I think it was cowardly, and I bet they're mad at me.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

What did jah do?

[Kevas knows a thing or teo about cowardly decisions.]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

I left. Or rather, I planned to leave, and then wound up here.

[Another strum.]

An enemy was stalking us because of me, so I told myself leaving would keep my brothers safe. Now I think I was just afraid of facing the enemy myself.

[Especially since he'd killed Taylor.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Be soundin' like sometin' I would do.

[It's up to her to decide whether that's good or bad.]

Gotta do whatevah it takes to keep what be joors safe right?

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[She sighs again.]

Just wish I knew if they are safe or not.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Yeah ladymon, I know what dat be like. Guess we just gotta have a liddle faith in dem back home.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

I know. I'm trying.

[Her laugh is rather hollow.]

Surely five big strong Lycans can take care of themselves without their baby sister around...

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Hey don't give up now. Dere gotta be a way to getcha back dere, or maybe dey'll end up here. Nevah know.

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

My brothers, on this boat? Oh God.

[That mental image cheers her up a bit, and this time her laugh is real.]

That... would be scary. Seriously. No, I don't want them coming here, but you're right.

I don't believe we're stuck here forever.

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

Be soundin' like dat bunch would fit right in here.

[Now that's good to hear.]

Me eiddah, dere gotta be a way off dis boat.

[And one that doesn't involve death.]

[wolvesxeyes.livejournal.com]

Oh, they'd get into as much trouble as they could and then blame it all on me, I'm sure.

[The lullaby changes into a more upbeat pace, now that she's feeling somewhat better.]

We'll just have to find the way off ourselves, I suppose.