Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

[Luna_Wolf72]

Erlind's scent lingers, here.

Soap, denim, a bit of light perspiration.

I inhale it, file his scent under the heading of home and turn to the rather large fireplace that dominates my living room. A finger snap and the fireplace lights. Flames flicker wildly. I watch them and debate the coming evening.

I owe an email to a dear lady who has been waiting most patiently for a response.

 

[The_gladiator]

A note appears to float down to the wolf.

Deare friend,
it has been way too long since we have spoken. I hope this missive finds you well. I just saw your thread pop up in my user control pannel and I felt this urge to send you a little not saying hello. I hope you are having a wonderful saturday.
Best,
Glad

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Returning from the real world, my eyes chance upon a note from sweet Glad. I read it quickly, my lips tilted into a happy grin. Though it sucks that I missed his presence yesterday, I am gladdened by the hope I can see between the lines.

My brain is filled to the brim with words and I know that I have three threads to read and make notes for but first...

a story with a pretty lady through email. That means~

re-reading all of our pieces and getting back in touch with my character, learning her and hearing just what she has to say to me, right now.

I can not wait to get started.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The sound of typing.

It echoes throughout my haven, a burst of sound that is only vaguely heard by me. I am busily attempting to reacquaint myself with Monie, little miss dominant bitch extraordinaire.

Gods, I love her.

 

[Erlind]

I hear typing, a common sound in the halls of Lit, common because it heralds good things made by good people. Good being a relative term of course. I follow the sound to its inevitable source. A wolf of course.

"Good afternoon dear wolf," I greet her with a smile. Acting more the canine for the moment, I stretch and find myself a spot next to her on the floor that I'll like. Something about hard wood appeals to me today.

"Words are forming smoothly for you, I hope."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The typing ends, for a moment so that I can focus upon my visitor. This is the most I have seen of him in days.

"Hello E. The words are happily lining themselves up and waiting to be catapulted into the ether..."

Leaning in to press a soft kiss to his cheek, small fingers reaching to caress his jaw.

"How are you doing??"

 

[Erlind]

I grin at her touch and my own thoughts.

"I've been formulating a thought and its turned out so much better than I thought it could. I had decided to expand my repertoire of threads on Lit, but for quite a while had been unable to settle on anything. On a whim I tossed something out onto the boards and it made me mull it more. I think I may have finally found an idea for some cyberpunk that interests me, holds some originality, and suits my apparent talents."

I chuckle. My hand strokes her calf as it is what is at hand. She is always a woman wolf girl muse Luna that I enjoy being around.

"When I engineer it a bit more and expand it in my own mind and then condense it to be appealing ... I shall have to represent it to the Lit at large again."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Fingers stroke over his head, liking the feeling of the buzzed hair beneath them.

"Are you talking bout Shadowrun...I want in if you do it...even if I only get to write a Ms. Johnson, dammit. "

A soft laugh as I relax beneath the stroking of his hand upon my leg. I like it when he is near. I would never tell him so at least not in a way he would be able to get all at once but I am sure it shows. I am not good at using my body to fib.

"Have you gotten all caught up on your sleep?? I tell you, going to work after hitting the gym is not something I will ever do again. Two days in a row, I've pulled that boner and my arms and back are HATING me right now."

A soft sigh.

"Do you want anything to drink? Some tea? Maybe some cool cider? I need some cocoa and you know I don't mind getting for you while I am up and about."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

My guess is he is gone again. No matter. I rise from my spot and meander out into the kitchen, fixing my cup of cocoa and returning to the living room. Once there, I pick up the lap top and resume reading the last few posts in the story of Danica and Alehandro.

The patient male is attempting to kill me, I think.

 

[Erlind]

I shake my head when she mentions the drink and tackle the meat of what I want to say with words.

"That I am. As usual character concept grabbed me and I've yet to figure out the finer points. Heck I hadn't even considered a group thread, but you aren't the first to suggest it. There seems to be some interest."

"I was looking to play someone who had been famous in the shadows as a high end runner. He disappeared without trace and his team parted ways. Years later he makes a quiet return looking for someone to run the shadows with and for him. He had been known by name more than anything as his skills centered on blending in and convincingly playing the roles needed to get where and what he wanted. Also a crack shot with small easily concealed weapons. Now, a scar down the left side of his face prevents the first and his latter skill has waned though not completely."

I hadn't meant to ramble on about my thoughts or plans, but I was excited and to a certain extent it could not be helped. There is more that will be both shown and hidden later, and more beyond that, which has yet to be finished. I am positively grinning.

"I have been avoiding group threads due to their tendency to dissipate and my own sometimes intermittent attendance as of later. Still, the interest and potential warrant thought."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He's there again.

I listen to his words, my mouth curving into a soft smile. He does sound rather excited and I like that. It has been far too long since something has gotten him this revved up.

"I avoid group things too, usually. Mostly because I don't have any luck with them...however your idea sounds so cool that I am sure there are ways to work it out so that you get to write the story the way you want to tell it...I just mention being a Johnson simply because I would love to do it...."

Another smile before raising my cocoa to my lips and taking a healthy swallow.

"I like it when you are so happy sounding..."

A nod.

 

[Erlind]

"You want to be a Johnson, because you are."

I stand, stretching and giving a tremendous near bestial yawn. I sit next to the Luna. Close with a hand naturally falling on her thigh.

"A Johnson can be physically dangerous when called for, but that is not why they command respect. Subtler tools ensure their safety, their success, and their ... enjoyment. You are not afraid his guards will shoot you, you know they will if you give them cause. You are afraid of the trust you are placing in the Johnson. Afraid, but the reward is too much for you to give up."

"Ideas like this invigorate me. They are simple things, but they are what curls up inside of me like nothing else the world has provided. I've only ever known one person to bring me feelings that match it. These things are unique. I seek other reprieves when I can find them, but the feeling of creation and the feeling of that person are unparalleled."

My smile softens from that devilish grin to something more mired in something like nostalgia. My eyes find Luna, find her eyes, demand them.

"I always seek more though."

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

He is...something.

I watch him through slightly lowered lashes. His color is up, his voice commanding, his body loose and relaxed. He looks like what he is...a soldier...a man. His hand touches me, lightly, almost negligently.

I find myself curling toward him, my body relaxing into something which is slightly less toppish than usual, for me. It shows the degree of trust I have for this particular male, in my home.

"I used to read the shadowrun books and got involved in a table top game ages ago. Loved it. The problem was that I didn't see myself as being one of the newer technocracy. Instead I wanted to be the one pulling the strings, setting up the jobs and deciding who lived and who died after."

A soft sigh as I see his eyes soften, the slight curl of his lips, his mind lost for a moment in time. Eventually his eyes find mine and capture them. His words are...surprising.

"Most people do."

Mouth curves upward.

"You are lucky. At least you know of two things that do that for you...I only know of one...and it has nothing to do with a person...or better stated it doesn't matter WHICH person..."

 

[Erlind]

"Mmm." I rub my chin and try to act sagely. Wisdom and age are not always associates, but too often I realize I am just wise enough not to say anything. I wrapped an arm around her, I liked holding her.

"I was like you when it came to those games. Its why I studied rules and wrote scenarios and became a GM or whatever name is appropriate to the game. Never got to play as much Shadowrun as I would have liked though."

I don't know what to say to her about what else she has said though. I feel as though I should comfort her somehow, but that doesn't really feel appropriate. Instead I just hold her. It feels right.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I nod and allow myself to be pulled into his embrace. I know that he has things going elsewhere...and I don't want to keep him from them...even so I treasure the time he gives to me...as it is always not nearly enough...and more than, at the same time.

"If you have other things going on, I won't keep you. Sometimes you gotta burn the edges off..."

Placing a soft kiss on his chin, I push myself away, slightly, and give him a slow smile.

"However, that doesn't mean I don't want you or your company. But tis hard to be two places at once...and I think you probably need to be where you are headed, hmmm?"

I finish off my cocoa and rise from my little nest.

"So give me a hug, please and then go be daringly seductive....I will be around if things don't go as you would like."

A wide, wicked grin...

 

[Erlind]

How often I see her focus on others, even when in search of her own pleasure. I pull the embrace close again. Before standing up and stepping back.

"Very well. I will be focused."

I turn and leave. If she is here later so will I be.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A soft smile.

I am too hard to read sometimes...but he knows me well enough...and he knows that I want him relaxed.

So, once he is gone, I return to my lap top and the words...

Even so, he is never far from my thoughts.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Finally, the words for my first post are up. A patient male has manged to place Danica in a weird position.

I move on to the next bit...E and our story. Poor Misty.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The haven makes me sad...right now.

So after I finish my Misty post, I pick up my lap top and prepare to vacate the premises for a while.

Maybe Hell will make me feel better.

If not, at least i will have screaming souls to keep me company.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I return to my home and place the lap top back in the desk. Lights are cut off, the fireplace is lit. Stripping down to underclothing takes but a few moments and then I allow myself to stretch out and watch the flickering flames.

Maybe sleep will come soon.

Gods, I hope so.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

A wall must be built I think, for a little while.

A piece of me must be held apart while I deal with everything that has happened.

An end, a halt.

Fear.

I need to express this somehow, but it will not help and only hinder what may be a good thing.

I allow the flames to lull me into a sort of peace...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Sleep will not come.

I keep attempting it but it just doesn't happen.

I know that no writing will happen...and that I have to be up in a little over 6 and half hours.

Doesn't matter.

Sleep won't come.

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

It had taken some time of quiet contemplation but he had come to a conclusion. Time and friendship had bridged a long overdue gap. He knew that right now there was struggle for her. He wanted to do his part to bring her peace, if nothing else. Contemplative, but confident he strode toward the Haven. He paused long enough to let his scent be carried downwind. It was never wise to try sneaking up on a wolf. Satisfied that she would know he was coming he approached. With all odd things a well worn shirt slung over his shoulder

"Hello Miss Luna. May I come in?"

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I catch his scent...and hear his voice, that masculine rumble.

He had caught me just on the edge of sleep, but it mattered not. Rising from my couch, I meander toward the front door and pull it open, forgetting for a long moment that I am only in my panties.

"Hello, darlin'. Come on in...I was just getting ready to whisper good night to you and attempt to find my bed in the real world..."

Tucking my arm through the crook of his, I lead him into the living room and settle him on the couch, in front of my fireplace.

"You okay?"

 

[Firmhanded_Daddy]

I catch his scent...and hear his voice, that masculine rumble.

He had caught me just on the edge of sleep, but it mattered not. Rising from my couch, I meander toward the front door and pull it open, forgetting for a long moment that I am only in my panties.

"Hello, darlin'. Come on in...I was just getting ready to whisper good night to you and attempt to find my bed in the real world..."

Tucking my arm through the crook of his, I lead him into the living room and settle him on the couch, in front of my fireplace.

"You okay?"

His eyes caught the state of undress. That was all though, he kept his gaze warm but respectful. Besides, his gift might help with that anyway. She took him in despite the weariness in her eyes. It only made him smile with more warmth.

"I'm fine sweetheart, but something tells me there are things bothering you. I didn't come to intrude, just wanted to offer you something that might help soothe you to sleep."


He still settled on the couch despite it all. He would not refuse her hospitality, but he also did not want to keep her in the waking world. Extending his hand to her with a bit of a wry smile

"Nothing flashy. It might actually be a sleep deterrent... but I thought I would give it a run anyway. This is one of my favorite, well worn shirts. I thought something to keep close to you that had a familiar, comforting scent might help sooth you."