where are we? (open to all tigers)

Hey Jude · Brothers Morrison

where are we? (open to all tigers)

Jasons Song · Brothers Morrison

It was hard for Jason to sleep anymore. Every little noise woke him up. So when Jude woke up, he waited a few minutes before getting up too. Bare feet walking through the new house. It was like major weird. New layout and everything. Cold floors, no more carpet. Really sucked. He rubbed his head with his hand, ruffling his hair up in all directions. Padding through the house. Jason clipped a corner banging his shoulder. "Damn it." Now rubbing his shoulder he headed to where his brother was.

"Hey Jude. Wanna pour me a bowl too?"

Hey Jude · Brothers Morrison

-Jude laughed when he saw Jason bump his shoulder on the way in and it broke the tension. Grabbing another bowl from the cabinet he poured more sugar snap cereal into it for his brother. To this bowl he added milk knowing that was how Jason liked it. Then with a clatter of a spoon he set the bowl on the counter. Tugging over one of the bar stools he took a seat. Hunched over the counter with both elbows on the top he played with his spoon in the bowl.-

"I just keep having nightmares about that stuff at Gillians house. The whole thing was just such a mess."

-Their little seguway to England had been frightening, and he was pretty sure he'd blocked most of it out. Lifting the spoon he took a bite of cereal and looked at the clock on the wall that showed it was only four in the morning, but he felt wide awake. Small crunching sounds came from him as he chewed and tried to shake off the bad vibes. He missed the rest of the old Horde. Missed their home in Hawaii.-

"You think Gilly Bean is gonna be okay?"

Jasons Song · Brothers Morrison

Jason pulled one of the stools closer to his brother. Giving Jude a sleepy version of his smile. Just the right amount of milk in the sugar snaps. Awesome. Lifting the silky gym shorts a little higher on his rather feminine hips before sitting down. One hand reaching over ruffling up Jude's hair. Not that the little sleep did much for it anyway. Spoon in hand he shoved the cereal and milk into it and in his mouth.

"Yeah" He agreed. It had been a mess. A big fuck for all. Jason didn't say anything else about it. Just agreed. "I'm always here Jude to protect you. Even from the nightmares."

Bobbing his head agreeing again. Hawaii had been real cool actually. Didn't start that way with some woman being all buggart about her land or whatever that issue was. "I miss it too, miss Damon and Ephony and Raine and Slone and Ms. Patsy. But we'll make a home here too Jude. We got Adam and Gillie. And I got you, where ever you are we're home." Jason really missed Rowan, but he wasn't gonna talk about that. Didn't wanna think about it. Cause then it hurt.

Adam Hunter · Man of Peace

-:Hunter green eyes blinked in the darkness as they adjusted to the room around him, and when he rolled over she was there beside him. His Giliian. Reaching out for her he let his calloused rough hand softly rub the length of her back. The fabric of her cream colored nightgown soft beneath his touch as he woke her. Rolling to face her he softly nuzzled his face in against the silken softness of her red hair. She really did have the most intoxicating scent. Softly his voice called to her, his mouth beside her ear.:-

"Gilly bean. Wake up, I think we have mice in the kitchen."

-:The soft laughter in his voice was all Adam, as was the peace and serenity that seemed to exude from his touch and from the easy warm spread of energy that pooled around him. Continuing to rub her back softly he spoke to her in that quiet voice until she started to come awake. The nickname given to her by Jude was something that had now stuck fully in place. When she woke he rose up on his elbow so he could smile down at her with that somewhat cocky looking grin. Funny that his facial expressions always managed to look sort of sardonic and cocky when he himself was rarely either.:-

-:Fingers brushed the gentle curve of her cheek and brushed her hair back from her face. Adam had tried to chase away the nightmares from England. To make up for what had happened there and help her forget, but he too worried about her. It was his greatest hope that they would find a safer haven here in Rome. For the moment though all they were managing was to stay under the radar.:-

"I think the boys are up. Want to go have some early breakfast with them and maybe take a nice morning walk?"

-:As if on cue Jake rose up from his dog bed on the floor and padded towards them with his flag of a tail swishing full throttle. When the golden retreiver sat on the floor beside the bed that tail made a thumping sound against the old refinished wooden floors. Happy dog smile seemed to be on his face with that tongue lolling out. Looked like Jake was more than happy about the breakfast and walk idea.:-

-:Climbing out of bed Adam picked up the jeans that he'd dropped on the floor the night before and slipped them on over his boxers. He was never one to care much about what he wore. Going to Gillian he gave her a soft kiss on the cheek.:-

"I'll let you get ready."

-:Leaving the bedroom with Jake on his heels he closed the door softly behind him. Adam was a quiet prescence moving through the house, but the dog on the other hand made plenty of noise. His nails clacked on the wood floors and his tags jangled with every step. They made an odd pair. Alpha tiger and silly golden pup. Going towards the kitchen he caught sight of the brothers and it brought a small content smile to his face. Just having them still there meant the world to him.:-

"Whats for breakfast?"

-:Adams eyes gave a doubtful look to the box of what looked like sugar disguised as cereal and gave a chuckle before moving to the fridge. He brought out the eggs and bacon and some orange juice. Just because Ephony and Damon were gone didn't mean they couldn't still make a decent breakfast. Adam worked on that while the boys chatted.:-

Hey Jude · Brothers Morrison

-His brother ruffled his hair and Jude just rolled his eyes. No matter how old they got he knew that to Jason he would always still be that undersized little brother who'd spent years locked in a basement. Maybe it said alot about their upbringing that Hawaii had seemed like paradise to them. Because it had been the best time he could remember. Even with island devouring natives. Then again they had pretty much grown up like the People Under The Stairs so what did he know.-

-Crunching into his cereal he reached over to the small radio that sat on the kitchen counter. It was the one the Khan...errr former Khan...took to work with him. Messing with the dial he got it to a station that played American music. The Beach Boys came out and it made him grin. It was just the kind of thing they all would have been bopping to back home. Jude kept the volume low in case people were still sleeping.-

-That worry went out the window though when Jake charged in and immediately nudged Jude with his wet nose. Jude obliged by pssing the dog a handful of sugar snap pops.-

"Gah Jake, you're such a pig."

-Looking up at Adam he saw him going for the fridge. Mmmmm bacon.-

"You know Jason and I could eat nothing but sugar and survive. It's a gift. Is Gillian up?"

Gillian · English Actress

She hated this house. To her it was cold and she felt it's emptiness differ from Hawai'i. Nothing like the warm ocean breeze and the sound of the ocean. Of course it was all in her head. She knew the Brothers were up just as she knew Adam rolled over. She comes to bed every night in their room, in their bed but since that nightmare-ish night she hasn't slept. Frightened of the dreams that would plague her. Her thoughts during the day was bad enough. Each day the injuries, bruises all but faded but were there. The nightgown was high to the neck because to hide the bandage around her neck, something she was self conscious about. So she felt his warm touch it was the kind that has her beast responding to his and the kind that she bathe in. Acting good to give him the impression she was in a deep sleep. So much she wanted to talk about from that night and that was another problem. She hasn't spoken to any of them trapped in that fateful moment that even when now her eyes were shut, Gabriel came to her vision and a quickly she opened them and about to scream but it was Adam in view. It's your mind Gill, it's okay, he's dead.

Silken fiery red curls hugged her face and neck and down further, it was much longer then Hawai'i and when his fingers traced her cheek, emotions swelled up inside and tears rushed but not spilled. Refusing to give in and show just how much it effected her. In that moment she wanted to stay and just have him hold her for eternity. But there were others suffering in the house. Possibly not as bad as her, but noneofless she should comfort them. As she needing their comfort too. Hearing his question of a walk she nodded only to be covered in dog kisses across her cheek and closed lips. Smiled softly to his own kiss to her cheek, hoping that would reach the next level to an actual kiss on the lips someday but all in due time.

She smiled as she watched the two she fell in love with in Salem over a year ago, leave the room and give her privacy to change. Bringing her clothed knees to her face, she silent sobbed. London was hell and she was living with it each day. But the insomia due to fear cannot keep going. Fingers moved within her hair. As she rose and swung her legs down, feet touching the cold hardwood floor. Needing the cold in as much as a knife to just not feel. Jeans the comfortable faded kind were slipped on, socks and a irish cable knit sweater in her signature cream color. It blended well with her fair complexion and fiery red hair. Heading out towards the kitchen silently and came to Jason first as fingers went to his hair, rubbing his cheek, meeting by her lips to the top of his head. Then over to Jude, she could taste the pain, saddness and worry like it was raw meat. Hugging him from behind, nuzzling his cheek to just hug him for a little bit. She loved the Brothers dearly. Each have a very special place in her heart. And the fact they were apart of the Hell in London pained her. So she had a moment with Jude. Tears fell and instantly were wiped away as a soft kiss given to his cheek and she moved.

"Morning..."

Still too soft english accent rolled off the tongue. It was okay for her to go through hell and just deal and plague her. But she just couldn't bear them in pain. It hurt too much. Coming to Adam's side and help with what she could. She still was unfamiliar with this house, glad she selected one that was big enough and has a pool and such just would take time to call it Home along with everything else. Plates, glasses and silverware were collected to set the table and sitting with the brothers to busy herself with folding the cloth napkins. Keeping her hands busy kept the mind off of thoughts.

-- Edited by Gillian at 19:05, 2009-01-07

Hey Jude · Brothers Morrison

-Jake was licking at Judes bare calf trying to get his attention and it made him laughing before reaching down to give the dogs head scratches behind the ear. Bacon was sizzling in the pan and music was playing. There was laughter and Adams good vibes in the room. For a minute it just didn't seem that bad. Like home almost.-

"Hey Jude. We should scope the billa and see if there's any Bea here."

-Brows gave small suggestive jumps as he tried to get his brother laughing. He knew how much Jason missed Rowan, but he wanted to make it better. When Gillian came in he saw the weight of sorrow in her eyes. Her arms wrapped around him and he felt her tears against his skin. Jude lifted his hands to gently rub her arms where they were around him.-

-Jude didn't move out of the embrace. He was comfortable being touched because he had been born on the furry side of the moon. Letting Gillian hug him and nuzzle him as long as she wanted so she could get the benefit of that lycan connection. When she kissed his cheek and moved off he followed her with his eyes a moment. Concern was written on his features when he looked at his brother and shared a look that spoke without words.-

"Ok, so I heard a joke. Knock knock."

-He waited the appropriate amount of time for someone to say who's there.-

"Abott"

-and of course someone said Abbott who-

"Abott time you answered this damn door."

-His hands beat out a drum rythmn on the countertop like a drum roll at the end of a joke. Admittedly it was rather a silly joke but he just wanted to lighten the mood. It was probably Judes natural silliness more than the joke itself that would get a smile out of anyone.-

Jasons Song · Brothers Morrison

Jason flashed Adam a close lipped smile when the former Khan came into the room. Jake not far behind. The tail was smacking the leg of the stool making the thud thud sound. Spoon pointed to the cereal, agreeing with Jude. They could live off sugar and milk for quite a while. Not that he'd ever pass up some bacon. He flashed Gillie a smile. His head pressed to her shoulder when she hugged Jude. Letting her feel his warmth too. He knew she'll be okay.

The music, the sizzling sounds of the bacon cooking and the warmth of family around. This could be home, yeah. One day. Looking to Jude. Brow rose then the chuckle.

"Whose there?"

Jason coughed almost spitting out the sugar pops listening to the end of the joke. It was more Jude, than the joke. But it was funny.

"Okay I got one." He told the room.

"This is a world of ducks. And in this world, a duck was murdered. So the cops came to investigate. The detective tells the first duck to come in, and he questions the duck. "So what's your name?" Duck: "My name is Duck" Detective: "Alright duck, where were you on the night of the murder" Duck: "I was swimming blowing bubbles you know duck stuff" The Detective gives him a look then tells him he can go. He calls in the next suspect and asks the ducks his name which the duck answers with "My name is duck duck." Detective: "Okay duck duck, where were you on the night of the murder" Duck Duck: "I was swimming blowing bubbles you know duck stuff" The Detective gives him a look as well then tells him he can go. He calls in the next suspect. The duck comes in and the Detective guessing goes to the duck: "Let me guess your name is Duck Duck Duck." The duck looks at him and goes: "No my name is Bubbles"

Jason returned to his sugar pops waiting for them to get it. As jokes went it was funny a bit dirty. Though for the storyteller, he wasn't as funny as Jude. The punch line was subtle.

Gillian · English Actress

Listening, these days it's all she was best at. Her eyes traveled to stare at the cloth napkins she just folded as the mind wandered to the recently past events. The harsheness of his voice, the sickening feel of his touch. Eyes shut for a moment and the snapping crackle coming from the bacon had her jumping. A memory reminder, sounding similar to the weapon Salem used. Shivering, left hand touched her arm to grip it. Swallowing, still felt sore so this full moon will help alot. Eyes briefly watched Jude as he spoke his punchline and the drum roll had her jumping again. Clearly her eyes told she was thinking of something else, but smiled to his joke.

Then came Jason's joke that's when the slight rocking back and forth came. So much was replaying in her mind. It was trying to deal with the events that took place. Heart was racing, image of him coming towards her with that knife, eyes squinting shut. No! I can't keep thinking about this. Can't keep replaying parts. It's going to get better, please make it stop. That chilling sensation of the knife to her throat, slicing the skin like it was silk she could feel it again so vividly. Feeling the warm oozing of the blood trickling out that she stood abruptly, knocking the chair to the floor and right when Jason's punchline came. Laughing softly to distract them from the fact of the fallen chair.

"Sorry, ....it slipped."

Moving it back upright and sat back down. This is why she doesn't sleep. She was plagued with these images all day long, using most of her control to push them back. Head lowered and fingers absently went to the turtleneck portion of her sweater. It was slowly healing but not fast enough due to the blade was silver. After the moon's calling it would leave a scar. A constant reminder of what could have happened had it not been for Adam. She was grateful for that on a eternal level for life. For being his love and being her support. It was hard, it was painful. Eachday was becoming worse to try and forget. Never can she forget.

-- Edited by Gillian at 16:51, 2009-01-08