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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 14:11:43 GMT -5
Why wouldn't she? She didn't seem to be the type to just give up and really the woods was a good place to be. It was large. Surely the two strange hounds weren't always around in the woods, there was so many places to be in it. He did? When had this man smelled that? Sure the smells of this city and the cars were a pain but it didn't block out everything. When Guil moved a bit away from him, the werewolf relaxed a bit and stopped leaning away.
"We were there, first time there." the werewolf replied. "It not old scent?"
(ooc; Sorry bad post)
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Post by Guillotine on Jul 10, 2014 14:35:55 GMT -5
Oh, so the hound and his bitch was there before? Damn it. Gil thought. He hadn’t expected this. Suppose there was nothing else he could do but continue this lie in hopes that the wolf would take it seriously. Already he could see Peter relaxing. He appeared to be feeling more comfortable around the hellhound. At least that was a start.
Despite the throbbing pain in his knee the hellhound flashed a devilish grin. “No, it was fresh.” He replied. “She smelt so nice too.” Guillotine thought back to that time in the woods. Now that everything was over with he was disgusted with himself. Back in the forest he’d threatened to have his way with Peter’s female friend. To make things worse he had pulled Jesse down with him. Shaking the thoughts from his head Gil looked Peter in the eye. It was only a matter of time until the sun rose. He’d have to keep the werewolf distracted until then. Gil couldn’t wait for this night to be over. “Shall we take a stroll down there? You know, just to check the place out?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 14:41:36 GMT -5
Right ear slanted while the left remained up, pretty much just a thinking movement he had done. Should he really believe this man? After all, there was barely any memory from the human in his mind about this guy. So....should he trust em? Well that comment certainly wasn't helping him trust Guil. Oh well, he had to trust this guy for now. Once he found her then he could go away from this man most likely; at least that was what he hoped.
"Fine. We go." the werewolf responded to Guil's question on taking a stroll to look down there.
It was gonna be a long night for them all.
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Post by Guillotine on Jul 10, 2014 20:42:53 GMT -5
A feeling of relief washed over Guillotine. It was like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders when Peter agreed to go with him. The werewolf did still seem a bit weary of him. Luckily it wasn’t as bad as before. Loosing Peter would be one less thing to worry about now. All that was left to do was bide some time until the sun rose. That should be simple enough. Gil slowly leaned off the wall. He took his time stepping forward. With his knee still sore he would have to be a little slowly. Limping along, Gil began to lead Peter off towards the junkyard. “There is an alley nearby that we can use as a shortcut.” Guillotine lied. They would take the alley route, but it was anything else but a short cut. It was the perfect path to take. He could hide Peter’s hound form from the public as well as waste time. As the two began to approach the alley Gil turned to his company and asked. “So what does this friend of yours look like?” He’d start a conversation, just to pass the time. Hopefully he could distract the wolf as well.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 21:07:57 GMT -5
The werewolf didn't ask about the way Guil was walking. Sure it showed that something was wrong but perhaps it was better not to ask? After all it wouldn't take too long to get there would it? Following Guil, the werewolf had to walk slower than he probably normally would since he was following a man who seemed to be having trouble with walking at the moment. Short cut huh? The werewolf didn't know the city so he would have to place some trust into this man.
"She has darker fur, probably around my height" The werewolf answered. "We can find her by scent easiest, I will recognize upon seeing her."
Night would most likely drag on, though wanting to find his comrade would actually make the werewolf lose track of time. Sniffing the air, he tried to see if they were near the Junkyard after a while. Not yet. Hm....strange shortcut.
(ooc: Sorry for the bad description, Isabelle's bio doesn't really say what her werewolf form looks like so....I just went with her hair color as the fur color. -shrugs-)
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Post by Guillotine on Jul 14, 2014 15:43:57 GMT -5
Each and every step was proving to wear on the young hellhound. Without his cane it was difficult to walk. Guillotine cursed that damn cane. He hated it, but yet, he needed it. This night had gotten so much worse. Grunting Guillotine stopped and leaned against the cold brick wall of the alley. He needed a break. As he stopped he over heard Peter answering his question about the female werewolf. Of course he knew what she looked like. They young male was just trying to throw this werewolf for a loop. It appeared to be working. “Alright, I’ll keep an eye out.” He cooed before resting his back against the wall. “I need to take a breather for a second. My knee is killing me.”
Guillotine looked down at his right knee. God, how he hated this. If only he could transform, it would make it more easier to travel. But alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Suppose he didn’t need to worry. Hopefully the sun would come up soon. Even then, he needed to think about what he was going to do with Peter. Standing there Gil thought this over. He Hoped the werewolf wouldn’t get too anxious.
(( I hope this post is ok)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2014 16:06:10 GMT -5
Coming to a halt, the young werewolf's ears twitched as Guil said he'd keep a look out and needed a break. Something was wrong with his knee? Well that would make it difficult to walk and that explained the man's difficulty at the moment. Sniffing round the werewolf took a few steps away from Guil. Searching still and trying to find at least some trace of her scent in this place. It wasn't working, a whine left him as his ears slanted. Where was she?
Several minutes went by and eventually the werewolf kept no track of time. Night couldn't last forever and the beast knew that. Though Guil claimed he was helping but the strange being's knee was preventing that it seemed. For the most part, the werewolf was just sitting there but eventually it grew tired of just sitting there. Course by time this happened there was really no point in trying to keep searching. The sun was coming up and as the werewolf took more steps away from Guil and was about to turn into a different alley way, the beast stopped.
Pain...that feeling started to come up and soon the sound of a bone breaking could be heard. The werewolf growled in pain and put a large paw like hand against the wall of the alley. Quickly the other bones followed and the werewolf shrank in size, the tail disappeared, and the fur disappeared as well. Soon Peter was there once more, he fell to his knees gasping and breathing hard. Pain was still hitting his body hard and really, he couldn't keep his eyes open nor stay awake any longer. Falling onto his side, he paused out. Both from the pain he was currently in, being up all night, and having to transform.
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