Beware of The Bear

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

Beware of The Bear

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

Sometimes we only live for the here and now.
Sometimes we're lonely.
Sometimes we feel we need a place to be grounded,
or fly away again

I will fly away again.
oh
I will fly away again.

I feel rain pouring down. I wait to rot away,
live again, here forever, the spiral never ends.
Never ends.

Why are we feeling something's familiar around us?
Are we just dreaming?
Always we search for the answers but nothing is found.
We fly away again.

He laid the ink pen, down as he glanced from the corner, of his eye. Seeing that the waitress was returnning to his table with his meal. Pushing the notebook and pen aside, she placed the plate of food infront of him, the rodents mouth was already starting to water. A couple of days or weeks of traveling and finaly he could enjoy a good meal in a different country. Bear was seeking the, Rodere if there was one but he felt like he needed to stick around here for a good while.

Picking up his knife, and fork as he sawed into the thick slab of meat. With a bite of steak and baked potato; Bear took a sip of beer, on this was heaven to him. It was better food than anything he has eaten in the past couple of months. Bear never kept his sheilds up and locked before he'd even get to looking, he had to find a place to get settled first not less a Rat show'd up here at the spot he was eating and having a beer and dinner, that would be a shock. Would have been a great help too Bear deicded after he found a hotel room, he'd begin his search or do a call see if he find some vampires or other lycans to point him in the right direction all the help the man can get.

-- Edited by XiDisturbedRatiX on Friday 1st of May 2009 06:24:55 PM

The Bitch Wolf · Big Bad Bitch

Tibet had been wonderful, amazing and mind openning. But aside from her pack, the one true thing she missed was the beer. Loke was an all american when it came to her beer. Any and every flavor did it's job for the hawaiian bitch. Hip nudged the door open as her hand cupped around the bluetooth in her ear, talking a bit louder then nessesary about some building supplies or something like that. The Blackberry in her other hand was held just in front of her chest as she used the little rolly ball to scroll through the emailed invoice before sending it to her attorney.

"Yes.....no. I just sent the last invoice from my phone." Long pause. "No I'm going to pretend to get drunk and enjoy myself." Fingers touched the button on the bluetooth earpiece before she pulled it off and slid it into the front pocket of her black slacks. Flip flops, the cheap wal-mart plastic kind, pink with black skulls with bows on them moved her toward the bar. She glanced up just before sitting and folding her legs. Still manuevering herself so her hands now cupped the blackberry in front of her at the bar.

"A pitcher and 2 dozen wings." She said it in a heavily accented Italian, after all a girl has to know how to order her favorite food and drink. She reached back into her back pocket and slid her wallet free and set a credit card down on the table in bar in front of her before she caught a different scent mingled in with the human, beer, and food.

Lifting her amber wolf eyes from her technology she tilted her head around before swivelling in her seat. Her eyes crawled over the patrons slowly, rousing the black bitch within her to stalk among them in search of the new scent. Suddenly, a pang of regret crawled down her backside. Kyle had left Rome, her little rat friend who she had taking a serious liking too, in a ackwardly mother hen kind of way.

Loke's wolf paused to settle on it's haunches watching the rat as her Amber wolf eyes settled on his face. Only if he looked up would he notice her smile and a mock salute.

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

If there is a god, or even booda, he'd be worshiping them both. Right about now for the riches, of this slice of cow that was rolling round in his mouth. Praises to all kinds of gods he's not had a good meal like his in ages. But it hit the right spot and chilled beer to wash it down with, he pushed the plate away from him after he finished his little dinner.

Blue eyes glanced up from the table, just slightly as they landed on a woman at the bar. Head tilted to the side for a moment, as he gave a stare back he was an odd looking fellow from pericings to a sleeve of tattoos.

When he noticed, her smile and a mock salute, it was when Bear raised his beer. Into a toast to the nice looking lady in return. Bear would not mind a little company, but from where he was standing he could tell what she was, a wolf how nice. Maybe she knew of some rats in the city if she could be any help at all it beat sitting here by himself driving to a small part of insanity.

As a waitress came by, he gentled nudged her on the arm. He placed a five on the plate. "Send that one" His finger pointed to the wolf by the bar. "Buy a drink.. on me.."

First level complete Bear was actuly going to be nice to someone. Yay anger management. Fuckers.

-- Edited by XiDisturbedRatiX on Sunday 3rd of May 2009 03:41:20 PM

The Bitch Wolf · Big Bad Bitch

The smile turned into a grin once he lifted his beer mug to salute her. Turning back around in the chair she shifted to fold her legs the other way glancing back down at the Blackberry in her fingers. Scrolling through message after message. It wasn't until a mug was set beside her just settled pitcher that she looked up at the waitress with a lifted brow.

"Who?" She chose to speak the simplest Italian she could, one word sentances. When the woman pointed back at the rat man she turned again in her seat, before frowning slightly. Turning back to the bartender she grabbed her pitcher, empty glass in one hand and stowed the blackberry in her front pocket before she lifted the filled mug and slid her happy ass off the stool. Flip flops slapped at her feet as she moved toward his table.

She didn't ask to be invited but rather put the pitcher and two mugs down on his table. She reached over with her foot scooting a chair toward her before pulling it up opposite him and settling. The mug he had bought for her was lifted to her lips and like a healthy oxen that she was, she drained it in two gulps. RAWWWR!

Setting the empty glass down she folded her legs and lifted a brow.

"Nice ink. Thanks for the beer, you speak English? Cause if you don't, I feel like a fucking idiot right now."

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

..Cute..

The rodent leaned, back into his chair. Legs raised as both feet rested on an empty chair to his left crossing both feet, he was like a full overgrown child. Hands patted his stomach as glancing from the corner of his eyes at the woman who joined him.

"You and me both sister." he said. "On the english thing, I've been here for a week and I don't understand a damn thing"

So correct, Bear did speak english his accent, appered to be he was an american. Thumps slid underneath the black subspenders on his overrals with out a shirt underneath of course. Bear didn't care if it was pissing pigs, and lambs outside or dropped below 20 dagrees, he could handle it. Arms crossed over his chest as he looked at the female wolf. He was a bit courious he'd had a few wolf friends' here and there back in Phoenix, maybe London.

"This city whipped with leeches?" he asked. Bear lifted his feet up, as they planted on the floor, turnning in his seat to face her. "Im more interested in finding some rats, you know where I could ring their bell?"

Finaly he answered to a "Thank you." For the nice sleeve of art on his arm. "Most is my own work, but by a profressinal" With that he flashed her a pearly white teeth smile.

The Bitch Wolf · Big Bad Bitch

Lifting the pitcher she filled the glass she had just drained, leaving the clean mug off to the side of the table. She lifted it and took a sip, only a sip because she found him asking questions.

A big smile was given when he said he spoke english, America for the Win! Nose wrinkled up slightly. "Born and raised most of my life in Hawaii. I'm Lokelani, thought everyone calls me Loke." She offered her hand, wondering if he knew her name. Once back when she was a young sprout, when she was still in her teens she had made a name for herself in tattooing. Where she had been well known for her style and intricate art work at such a young age. However, that was nearly 15 years ago, sure she still had a few tattoo shops going but her name had long since faded out of the limelight. Only the hardcore inkers knew her anymore.

"I know a few of the rats here yeah. I can get you in touch with one of them, if you want to me give your cell number or phone number." She waggled her brows as she lifted her beer taking another sip. "I'll make sure I don't keep it myself."

She was teasing him that much was obvious but it was all in good fun. She completely avoided the vampire question, choosing to just not respond to it.

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

..Guessing the answer, about the leeches is a yes..

A crooked grin, appered across his lips. He was careless of vampires anyway, he was the fearless rat who could give a shit or even care about those dead-walking-talking-motherfuckers. He'd feel just great, by pumping thier bodys full of silver and spit on them and let a send them to hell.

His arm streached out tword, her as his hand gripped hers. Bear was not the type of man, to let his rodent self. His beast touch with others or sooth out a power charge so there was no hint there of how strong the man was, that side only came out if he was pissed off.

"Knight" he said. "But the name is Bear" flashing another pearly white-teeth smile with a glint of caines. His hand slapped down on the table, making the glass mugs clatter and shake, "You look like a whiskey girl, you like the challanges of out drinking?" Bear waved, to the waitress and gave her at least 20 to bring back a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses.

"I'd like that" Elbows rested on the table, as he leaned forward. "Which I don't have a cell phone, or a phone right at this second, but I have a motel room number"

The Bitch Wolf · Big Bad Bitch

Amber wolf eyes looked up meeting his eyes as he offered his name and his hand for her own. She closed her fingers around his hand offering a shake and a smile at his name. " Bear Knight? Oh the fun I could have with your name."

The courners of her lips curled upwards even higher, but alas she was on good behavior today. The waitress brought back the bottle of whiskey and glasses as well as Loke's wings. Nearly wiggling in her seat she heartily thanked the woman in a very badly accented Italian.

"I wouldn't say that I'm a Whiskey girl, but more of an alcohol girl. Although beer is my favorite. Besides, all the heavy stuff kinda lost it's appeal when I stopped getting drunk off it." Nose wrinkled faintly as she lifted a wing and bit into it chewing happily.

Cough, Cough, Cough!

Fingers set the wing down on the plate as she grabbed a napkin, coughing into it. Her face turning bright beet red, as she registered what he said. Of course, there was many ways his words could be taken and the first one that came to her head was he was possibly flirting with her.

"Sorry, sorry, went down the wrong tube." Wiping her hands on the napkin she paused to take a sip of beer, althought it was a ploy to think.

"I'll.. ah, give the king your room number hows that?" The redness still covered her cheeks in the most annoying way.

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

Eyebrow slowly arched, Bear didn't even blink or show any kind of emotion on his face. He held in laughter when she started to cough, yeah Bear was flirting with the woman a little bit but fuck can you blame the guy?

"No no." he said. "Knight is a nickname, Bear Johnson is my full name. My mother never give me a middle name." Bitch. For he himself did not care about the cunt mother of his, he reached for a napkin as he noticed her face was uh-kinda-red did just make her blush? He reached tword her with a napkin and wiped some of the sauce from her chin.

"Chill out princess, no need to choke on a bone.." He gave a toothy shine with a show of pearly white fangs. Only a glimps to her only, the rodent after all was fearless and ruthless with the world he could give a fuck.

"Sounds great, " Wow a king, the last king tryed to kill him and pumped his body full of silver bullets. Bear still did not know how he survied, that night in the desert only god knew if one was real.

-- Edited by XiDisturbedRatiX on Wednesday 6th of May 2009 06:39:41 AM

The Bitch Wolf · Big Bad Bitch

As if her face could get any redder, it did manage to get that bright suntan red across her warmly tanned skin as he wiped the sauce off her chin. Flirting and Loke where two very seperate things, hell last person she had flirted with was Gavin and that was back in Hawaii. Okay and she had shamelessly flirted with Malcolm, simply because the good doctor was so easily flustered and it tickled her fancy.

"Be happy you don't have a middle name, my full name is Lokelani Pele Asing. I'm decended from Hawaiian royality so my mother wanted to make sure I knew that. " She gave a faint eye roll. "That and she wanted me to be some kind of princess."

She smirked faintly because Loke was by far, not a princess at all. She was coarse, foul mouthed and had ink strategically placed under her clothing. "That was an epic fail to begin with. Either way, I'll drop Milo or Barbie a call and let them know where you are staying. I'm sure one of them will get in touch with you soon. And just between you and me, don't be a douche to Milo. He might look lanky and unkempt, but he's not even someone I could willingly fuck with."

She lifted the chicken wing she had bitten into and ripped the rest of the meat off before setting it on the edge of the plate, chewing before she spoke again. Those amber gold wolf eyes watched him, unable to hide the redness in her cheeks with her hair since it was up in a ponytail.

"So what brought you to Rome, Mister Knight?" Courners of her lips curled up faintly trying to be at least hospitable.

XiDisturbedRatiX · Bear be Ware

"I'd never disrespect, a King in his own city" he said. Twisting the cap off the top of the bottle, of whiskey. Bear did not eve bother' to pour it in a shot glass, well fuck it might as well get drunk and get loopy for a little bit. Raised the bottle to his lips, and started to gulp the harsh liquid down his throat, it burnt a little he took almost half the bottle in two gulps. Wipes his arm across his mouth with a refreshed "Ahhhh" Bear shook his head, quickly as he held the bottle out admiring it like it was alive.

"Helloooo nasty.." His voice deepend for a moment, with a little squeek-hiss. Boy the taste of whiskey just excited the rodent within plus if he didn't stop drinking it he'd get a little to tipsy and start a bar fight. But that was not going to stop him, tonight he could get into a little trouble maybe.

What brings him to Rome? Hmmm... The air in the bar was getting alittle, thick like you could slice it like a stick of butter. All the engery was coming from him; he was getting all worked up from the taste of whiskey, Warnning! Warnning! His attention, turnned back to Loke he still had that shit eating grin on his face. "To come to think of it, I don't really know. I think its an inner beast thing' you know the call of Rodere.. like a pack or a horde.. " He said with a smirk. "And.."

A tall big bald white man walked, by the table. The paranoia began. "Is that ugly shit eater looking at me?" he leaned forward, whispering to her' this was the case of trouble already' this is where anger management took place. He had to chill the fuck out but this was not going to stop him. Bear did not wait for an answer, he stood up as a both hands grabbed the tall big bald white man by the shirt pulling jerking the guy to him. Bear stood about 6'3 he was quite hudge and strong, but he couldn't sit still enough to not-get-into-trouble.

"You know what... Your fucking ugly.. man and your pissing me off.." With that a arm came back, as he shoved his fist with a right hook into the mans jaw and thats where hell broke loose. Bear jumped ontop of the table and howled like a pyshco crazy man.

"Loke.. nice to meet you but I've got some asses to beat before the cops show up. We'll meet again.." He winked at her, and fell off the table as biker man tackled him and they both landed on the floor tossing and throwing punches the whole bar exploaded into one big fight. Rawrrrr baby Rawrrr..