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Post by andarial on Nov 15, 2008 19:08:09 GMT -5
She knew how he felt, Andee wouldn't want to be any other species besides a wereleopard. Being one just seemed to fill her with a confidence that she loved, except about her human shape. She had never felt very comfortable with her human body. It seemed to be connected with her father and his beatings but she never knew the exact reason why.
Then Ethan asked about her job. A small smile came to her face. No matter how much she trusted someone she would never reveal her assassin side if she could help it. It put her way to much in danger. So she just shook her head, "I'm between jobs right now." She looked at the clock and said, "Its time I leave you, Ethan Stone. Goodbye, I actually enjoyed talking to you, something I normally don't do."
She held out her hand and smiled a genuine smile.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 15, 2008 19:27:39 GMT -5
Ethan could see it in her smile, she haden't told the truth, but he wasen't going to nag at her. If she wanted to keep her job a secret, that was her choice and he had no business about it. Most of the time he didn't tell people about his job either unless he trusted them, and even then, he was limited on what he said. Never in his life would he tell someone who he worked for or the names of certain people he's killed.
It was then that Andee stood and was about to leave. He took her hand and shook it with a smile. "Same here." Actually, he had finished up his food as well and was about ready to leave, but he didn't want it to look like he wanted to be a bother and tag along too much. Like Andee, Ethan never really talked much. He was more of the quiet type who just got the job done, and at times, he went above and beyond the call of duty.
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Post by andarial on Nov 15, 2008 19:33:57 GMT -5
Andee nodded and felt his warm hand encase her's, his hand was firm and strong. Ethan was a strong lycan just like she was a strong a leopard though she relied more on her flexibilty and silence then she relied on her strength. She turned and left going the opposite direction of Ethan.
Where she was going tonight Andee didn't know. She was tired though and full. But she didn't have a home nor did she have a car. She would probably just find some roof and sleep in her leopard form. She would pick up her backpack before she fell asleep though, get her extra clothes.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 15, 2008 19:49:30 GMT -5
Once Andee had left, Ethan stood and placed some money on the table to pay for what he owed. Then he went outside and walked off in the direction of his house, and it also happened to be the way Andee was going. "Heading home, or off to have more fun for the night?" He asked with a bit of a laugh. As a werewolf, he knew wereanimals usually stayed up all night, whether it be to hunt, or other means of fun.
Ethan, he usually did a mix of both. He hunted on his own time at night, but he also hunted as an assassin. Night kills had always proved easier for him, especially if his target was human. Humans couldn't see in the dark, and he could, another advantage of being a werewolf. That also meant that if he had to kill with others around, it'd be hard for them to spot him.
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Post by andarial on Nov 15, 2008 19:59:23 GMT -5
"I don't really have a home. But I am off to sleep," Andee said. Her strides were long and fast. She just wanted to get some sleep, having knocked down another target last night and therefore having no sleep. She was used to having cement ground in her skin or fur. It didn't matter when she was tired.
Her eyes were bright and she was alert to every sound and sight of the night world and its children. Bats flew overhead and she listened to their chirping. She felt the urge to run in her second form, but she couldn't not tonight, there were too many people out.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 15, 2008 20:15:47 GMT -5
Ethan thought for a moment about what she said. "Well, I've got a place if you'd like to stay there for the night. But if you don't want to, I can understand." He said the last part with a small laugh, knowing that most people wouldn't want to share a home with someone they had just met. Another thought came to him, and he smiled as the idea came to him. "I also know of an apartment for rent just down the street where I live. I know the guy who owns it, and I might be able to get you a pretty good deal."
Again, Ethan didn't know why he was being so nice. Usually he just shrugged people off, but he guessed it was because he had found someone he was actually interested in talking to. "He's out of town though, so I'd have to ask him about it in a few weeks." The man who owned the apartments was actually a nice guy, and Ethan knew that he'd probably reduce the price of rent for a friend of his.
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Post by andarial on Nov 15, 2008 20:48:43 GMT -5
"Naw, I'm ok. I'll find my own place somewhere someday in I decide to stay here," Andee said and slipped down an alley waving to him, "Goodbye Ethan." She stepped onto a fire escape and pulled herself up. She made it to the top and walked out onto a rooftop.
Here she would spend the night. Pulling her pack from out from behind an airconditioning unit. Pulling out a blanket she placed it down on the ground and laid on her back, staring up at the stars. She loved the stars and the moon, even if it was full.
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Post by brocklesnarufc87 on Nov 15, 2008 21:47:48 GMT -5
Ethan waved back at her and continued down the street to get home. It only took him about five minutes, but soon enough, he was walking up his own drive way. It always felt nice to get home after a long day, and Ethan wanted nothing more for it to end. For him, the entire day had been rare. He haden't killed anyone, and it was all for respect to his wife and the day she had passed.
Once inside, Ethan walked upstairs and took a quick shower. Then he got into the clothes he usually wore to bed and put his weapons close to where he would sleep. Being former NSA, he was trained well, and he knew you could never be too careful. So with that, he always kept a gun and a knife within reach in case he woke up in the middle of the night because of someone else.
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