Neighbors (closed to DrStein)

[grdybiwife]

It was the kiss that put humanity back in her face and Sombria blushed as Varg thanked her. Her hand came up to touch the mending flesh on his chest a moment before reaching up to push his sweat matted hair back from his face.

"Let's see if you're still thanking me when you have to come back and clean all this up before the next full moon. I'm not waiting again," she said with a smirk as she slipped her hand into his and lead them back to his bike. "Now that this is over maybe you can help me figure out that guy at work."

 

[DrStein]

Varg had left his shirt behind. On the one hand, he knew the wound would heal faster if he left it open to the air. On the other hand it would mean he'd have to watch his step getting back home. No point having someone see this. Of course, he knew Bri would like it. So he'd just get the shirt tomorrow when he came to burn the leavings. He brought the engine to roaring life and smiled over his shoulder. "All you had to do was ask."

With that he peeled off back to their apartment building. Back to bed. He weaved his way through empty streets with Bri clinging to his back the whole way. Over the wind he could still pick up her scent this close.

 

[grdybiwife]

Varg got them back to their building without incident but when they got into they got into the lobby a few of their neighbors were congregating around the mailboxes. Four sets of eyes swung in their directions but the attention didn't last long. In an instant Sombria had them seeing nothing as she ushered Varg towards his door. By the time he set key to lock, the conversation had resumed as if without pause but still she waited until he got inside before she dipped into her own place.

"Clean yourself up and eat. I'll leave the door unlocked," she said to him through the wall, knowing his wolf ears would pick it up before she headed down the stairs.

Only to find her cousin nursing a bag of blood with his feet kicked up on the coffee table. "So I take it you've both survived then?" he asked in the ancient tongue and Sombria rolled her eyes as she headed to the fridge. "I'll get out of your way then. Wouldn't want to intrude on the victory sex," he added with a smirk as he rose off the couch. "I'd tell you to lay low for a bit but that's not really you're style now is it?"

"No Kiefer it's not."

"Especially now with your new beau...just be careful Bri. This will get around and it won't be long before Lestat's minions are looking for you two."

"Please, if they find out I had anything to do with it they'll turn the other way. They'll know I saw them all in his blood..."

"But what if they come after you through him," Kiefer said, shifting his eyes up and Sombria let out a chuckle, even as her teeth set.

"What I did to your father was recorded...the reason...I don't even remember the family he slaughtered. Imagine the hell I'd bring if anybody tried to take him from me." By the time she'd finished, Sombria was in full attack mode and she didn't even realized it. But to his credit, Kiefer only smiled as he side stepped her towards the door.

"Oh my goodness, the Mighty Sombria Guerra has fallen in love," he teased, and again she rolled her eyes but it don't stop her lips from spreading. "Never thought I'd see the day."

"Get out of my apartment," she told him with a giggle and Kiefer threw up his hands as he mounted the stairs.

"I left you jacket in the closet. There's a new phone in the pocket. Trash the other one...And cousin promise you'll be careful," he said, the last in the Ancient Tongue and she answered in kind.

"I promise."

"And perhaps you and I can double date," he said as he opened the door and Sombria could keep from laughing.

Once she was alone, Sombria stripped down to her panties and grabbed a bag before flopping down on the couch with her guitar. Her fingers immediately began playing her song as she waited for Varg's return.

 

[DrStein]

Varg got to work on preparing a plate of German sausages and apple cabbage. He listened to the conversation below him, missing a few words but able to get the gist of it. It made him smile. Perhaps he'd do something for her. He knew her hearing was far better than humans' so maybe...

His smile turned slightly wicked as he finished grilling the sausages. Throwing everything into buns, the whole meal lasted just north of 5 minutes. He wrapped a roll of gauze around his lower chest to cover his wound. A day in bed and it would be scarred up by tomorrow night. Then he stripped off his booth and began to slowly stroll down the hallway toward the stairs with a tune playing in his head.

He hummed the riff of Strange Wings by Savatage to himself as he went down the stair, still moving at leisurely pace. Once he reached her floor, he began singing.

She flies strange wings
Behind a thin disguise
She flies strange wings
Still tears she cries

 

[grdybiwife]

She had no idea what the song was but Sombria knew it wasn't something that just popped into his head. Those words were for her and a she couldn't keep herself from grinning.

"If Father could see me now," she muttered as she got up, unable to keep herself seated with the sound of Varg's bare feet on the floor above. Part of her, a very small part, thought he might decline her invitation. That he might prefer to recuperate alone like the full moon, the fact that he told her he loved her didn't matter. She was certain he felt a little bit of that then so why should now be any different.

"Shall I call you song bird from now on," she teased as she opened the door for him in just her panties. "Then again, there's nothing delicate about you," she said, her tongue coming out to wet her lips at the last as her eyes roamed his massive chest, before she turned and headed back to the couch. "We could watch a movie if you want...or just go to bed. I have work later and I know you need a little time to clear all that up so...I mean..we don't...you could just...like hold me if you wanted."

 

[DrStein]

Varg cupped her chin and tilted her face up to kiss her. "You're cute when you're like this." His arms went around her and he let his nose fill with her scent. One hand went up her stomach and wrapped around one of her breasts before he kissed her again, deeper this time.

"If I open this up, I'll probably ruin your sheets." He pinched and rolled her nipple as he spoke. "But there's nothing wrong with a little oral action." He punctuated that with a nip of his teeth on her jaw.

 

[grdybiwife]

"That's a first," she said with a snort as she slipped her hand into his and pulled him towards her bedroom. "Leave it to a werewolf to be the first to ever call me cute."

Her lip trapped between her teeth, Sombria locked eyes with Varg as she undid his jeans before giving him a little push onto the bed. "Don't worry furball," she said as she worked his cock out of his pants and smiled. "I'll take good care of you."

She wasted no time taking him all the way into her throat as her nails grazed his thighs. Her panties were soaking wet as she breathed in his heavy scent. Nothing smelled better than him. Not even fresh blood and she ran her nose along his base, soaking it in. Back arched and knees spread, Sombria looked up at him as she slowly began to bob up and down his shaft, pausing every so often to flick her tongue along his tip. As she picked up the pace, her nails dug into his flesh a little, raising welts but she was certain he didn't mind. He liked it just as rough as she did.

 

[DrStein]

Varg let himself sink into the mattress with a satisfied groan. He put his hands behind his head so he could look at her and met her eyes. The groans and growls of pleasure rumbled out of him like something resembling a purr but rougher. "You're the best babe... After I fill your throat with cum, nnnnhhhhh... I'm going to get you in those restraints... fuck.... and eat your pussy till dawn." He meant it too. To demonstrate exactly what he had in mind, he lapped his tongue at her a few times. When he repeated, his jaw shifted and became more canine. His tongue was broader and rougher. And there was a wicked look of anticipation in his eyes before they rolled back in his head when she deep-throated him again.

 

[grdybiwife]

Sombria doubted he would make it that long without getting inside her but she couldn't let his cock out her mouth to dispute it. Her ears did perk up at the mention of the restraints and she redoubled her efforts to speed things along. Her hand came down to massaged his balls while the other gripped his shaft as she continued to bob up and down.

Then a wicked grin came to her lips as she sat back on her heels, pulling his cock so it ran parallel to his body. From this angle, she would have not trouble unhinging her jaw to swallow him down complete. And so she did, engulfing his length and balls behind her full lips, all the while holding his gaze.

 

[DrStein]

That was unexpected. And strangely hot. One hand went to hold her head in place as his ground against her face. He met her eyes and managed a cocky grin just before his eyes once again rolled back just as his sack tightened and his cock tried to jump in her throat. There was a lull and then a rush of cum washing down Sombria's throat mimicking the rhythm of her throat as it milked his shaft.

He basked in the post-orgasmic wave for a moment before he began singing again.

She is a native of the stormy skies, yeah
I, I caught a glimpse from the depths of my eyes
Atop a black winged mare
Casting a wicked stare
She throws her head back
And rides into the night

As he sang he sat up and reached for the box with the restraints at the edge of the bed. To his pleasant surprise he found that at he tried to make heads or tails of it, there was a symbol set into it like an X within a box. He rubbed it with his thumb on it and the restraints animated, slipping themselves under the mattress and draping themselves toward the center of the mattress from the corners. "Pavel always did go above and beyond."

He pulled Bri into bed with him and laid her down on the mattress with another kiss before taking one of her wrists to bind it.

She flies strange wings
Behind a thin disguise
She flies strange wings
Still tears she cries

He bound her wrists one after the other and peeled her panties off as he sang.

Oh I, I followed her
To the brink of dawn, yeah

He moved on to her ankles as he bound them as well.

She, she took control of my very soul, yeah
She's still a mystery
In her arms I long to be
I don't know why
I turn and reach to the sky

She flies strange wings
Behind a thin disguise
She flies strange wings
Still tears she cries

Varg smiled down at Bri, drinking in the sight of her gorgeous chocolate body splayed and ready for him. The his head dipped down and he lapping her pussy and favoring her clit and using the occasional touch of his teeth on her lips.

 

[grdybiwife]

His orgasm was explosive, but Sombria had come to expect such things from her powerful wolf. She only wished that she had the chance to back, to taste him, before he was spent. The warmth of his load spread from her belly out, giving the illusion of life for the briefest of moments before it was snuffed out by the coldness of her being. And as he slipped from her mouth, the corners of her lips pulled down to form a pout.

But only for a moment. As Varg began to sing again, she felt an inkling of that warmth returning. Only this time it began at her chest and spread to her core, out to her fingertips and the balls of her feet. She sat back on her heels, watching as he readied the apparatus that would contain her, her skeptical mind distracted by the warmth brought on by Varg's song. So distracted, she was unimpressed by the animated straps. Her focus remain on him. Her wolf. The rise and fall of his throat. The sound of his heart that seemed to provide the perfect back beat to his song.

"Pavel always did go above and beyond."

All she could do was shrug as Varg pulled her down into bed and bound her wrists. First one, then the other and she found herself laughing a little before her head lulled. It was quick, a quieting of that skeptical voice. The voice that kept telling her that this would not work. The binds. The feelings that had developed between them. None of it. The instant her wrists were tied, all that was gone, allowing her to surrender complete to him.

And again she laughed, but this one wasn't as derisive as the first. There was acceptance in it as he bound her ankles. Unlike the binds that secured her wrist, there was a bit of slack, allowing her to bind her knees. As he sat up, hungry eyes roaming her body, she gave the lines a tug and felt them give resistance.

"This is going to better than I thought," she moaned at his first lick. Then her head rolled back as she fully relaxed into the binds. "Do your worst wolf."

 

[DrStein]

Varg let his form shift a little further. The hair on his arms and hands grew thicker as his hands grew larger and fingernails became claws. His hands latched onto her breasts, larger palms and fingers able to hold more and squeeze and knead.

At the same time his tongue became broader and flatter and pushed deeper into her. He let out slow, rhythmic growls into her pussy and rolled his yellow eyes to look into hers.

 

[grdybiwife]

Sombria only felt the changes in his body, her eyes were stuck somewhere in the back of her head as Varg worked his tongue inside her. She wanted to touch him, to run her hands through his hair and pull but the binds at her wrists tightened with every tug. Between the binds and his wolf hands, her hips were the only part of her body that could move, and they writhed violently against his ministration.

"Mmmm...just like that...just like that...fuck me with that wolf tongue..." It came out somewhere between a hiss and a growl as her teeth lengthened in her mouth. She felt the beginnings of her orgasm and she didn't hold back. Cheekbones sharpened. Nails became talons. Irises lengthened, becoming more cat-like. All the while, Varg pushed her closer and closer to the edge. Nipples hardened beneath his palms as her pussy clenched and quivered around his tongue. Her hips rose up off the mattress, and had she not been bond, Sombria would have been floating in ecstasy as her orgasm crested, sending a gush of juices to cut his face.

 

[DrStein]

Varg closed his eyes as his face continued shifting into a snout. He continued tonguing her as she came pausing every stroke or two to lap his muzzle of her juices or to finally shed the last of his pants and boxers. Once that was done, he turned his full attention to eating her out.

Sombria had been correct. He did stop tonguing her before the sun came up. By about 15 minutes. By that point his face had been soaked in her juices from multiple orgasms and the bandages were stretched to their limit. He slid up with his hands still grabbing her breasts and Bri, talented woman that she was, maneuver his cock into her. He gave a satisfied growl as he watched his cock disappear inside her.

Varg got comfortable in his position and spent the last 15 minutes before dawn fucking Sombria while squeezing her breasts and licking her nipples.

 

[grdybiwife]

Between the countless orgasms and the impending sunrise, Sombria could barely keep her eyes open as Varg thrust inside her. With her exhaustion came the slow recession of her vampiric traits until she was nothing but a chocolate skinned woman with light eyes being ravaged by a wolf. And as her true nature receded, the binds began to loosen until she was able to wrap herself around his torso.

"I don't think it's possible for me to cum again," she whispered as she worked her fingers into his hair, gently tugging his head away from her breasts to look up at her. "Shit I can barely keep my eyes open," she added with a giggle as she ran her toes along his back. "But I don't want you to stop...I'll sleep so much better with you inside me."

It wasn't long before Sombria drifted off, lulled to sleep by the rhythmic thumps of her bed against the wall.

 

[DrStein]

Varg heard her every word and it stoked his manly pride to know that he fucked a woman to sleep. A minute later, he filled Bri with cum and kept his cock inside of her. He pushed the covers aside and laid on his back with his lover sleeping against his furry chest.

He adjusted his hips so that his cock stayed tucked away in her pussy and draped the covers over the both of them. He fluffed up the pillow under his head and sighed as he let himself sink into the mattress. His bestial features receded until he was once again a human, albeit a dangerous-looking one. He drifted off figuring that he could afford to sleep in today.

 

[grdybiwife]

The slumber that came was as close to death as Sombria had come since her turn. There were no dreams. No nightmares. No stirring of her being from external noise. There was nothing, except the thud of Varg's heartbeat against her cheek In a word she was content, wrapped in the furnace-like warmth of his body heat.

But still she awoke with a start, shot forward, eyes searching the darkness. It took her a moment to gather herself, to realize what stirred her in the first place.

"Shit!!! What time is it," she shouted as she hurtled herself out of bed. It was well past seven, giving her a little under 20 minutes to get to work. "Fuck...Fuck...Fuck..." She was dressed in an instant, while Varg snored comfortably in her bed. A smile made it's way to her lips as she moved to the edge of the bed. "I'm off to work furball," she whispered, her lips on his ear. "I'm leaving you the spare key. Lock up if you leave. I'll be done at midnight. Pick me up or don't, either way I'll see you tonight," she said and planted a kiss on his forehead and lips.

And like that, she was gone. Sombria took to the rooftops, forgoing the elevated train in order to make to the clinic with minutes to spare. In her haste, she failed to notice the new guy buzz her in. It wasn't until she stood at the door of the security room that she saw him. His emerald eyes locked with hers as a smirk made its way to his lips.

"Looks like it's me and you tonight," he said as he shifted over to the second rolling chair, and offered her the main seat. Sombria took the chair, her jaw clenched to fight off the defensive reaction of her teeth setting. "Don't worry," he said in hushed tones, his eyes on the the bank of screens the showed the various feeds of the security cameras. "I'm not here to disrupt your new quiet life Sombria Guerra. You might find we have much in common if you actually looked at me..."

"We have nothing in common," she growled as she settled into her seat and he grabbed her arm. Sombria shook out of his grip easily and swiveled in her chair, finally setting eyes on him. "Don't..touch...fuck," she muttered the last as he flashed a set of elongated canines.

"Eric Jensen," he said, extending his hand but Sombria didn't take it. And he wasn't at all surprised. "You and I, my dear, are for the same cause..."

"I have no cause..."

"Sure you do, you just don't know it yet. It has already been written...the story of the lone wolf and the rogue vampire who would end the war with their allegiance. From the smell of you, it is more than simple friendship that has developed between you..."

"So what?!"

"It is a danger to the status quo but I'm sure you don't need me to tell you such things. Once it gets around that you two have found each other there will be no shortage of those looking to destroy you both. Your father included. You need allies Guerra..."

"I have an ally..."

"Kiefer," he said with a laugh and Sombria couldn't help the growl the rumbled up from her chest at that. "He is worthless with a sword, you know that as well as I. When the time comes you will need back-up and we wish to provide it, whether you like it or not," he said with a nod at the window, where a man and woman stood. Both looked worse for wear and Sombria could smell their livers failing as they leaned on the counter. She quickly hit the door buzzer and the shuffled into the waiting room behind the security booth. "Humanity depends on it."

 

[DrStein]

Varg slept well. A grudge settled, a debt repaid, and a good fuck with a woman he loved. Life didn't get much better at that moment. He stirred when she told him she was heading to work, blindly reaching out to grab her for a goodbye kiss but she was already out the door. He drifted back to sleep for another half-hour before getting up.

He took a quick shower before heading back to his apartment to gulp down an entire box of poptarts. He changed into (marginally) fresher clothes as he ate and got ready to go out on patrol. His wound from last night was almost completely scarred over by now though still a little tender. He could certainly go out on patrol tonight.

The warm night air filled his nose with the smells of the city and his ears with its rhythms. Maybe tonight he'd ask Bri if he could do his little impromptu concert on the roof.

It was only 9, so there would be time to cruise around. Varg climbed onto his motorcycle and headed into town. His nose scanned the area as the wind whipped past his face. He could tell everything going on around him just by the scent, how strong, and from what direction it came. Mostly humans walked the streets, though the telltale scents of witches, warlocks and the odd creature here and there. Most of them harmless. Some of them friends. But every now and again, one that Varg would just not suffer to live.

Tonight one such motherfucker let his scent get on the wind. It was faint, but the odor was recognizable and it made Varg's eyes flash yellow. He pulled over and parked the bike, testing the air. He found it. A scent trail smelling of grave dirt and wormwood. One part of the trail he recognized as going in the direction of a local cemetery about a mile away. The other went off down the block into an old storage facility.

Varg checked to see if the coast was clear and dashed across the street to give himself a running start and vault over the fence. Steadying himself, he scented the wind again and followed the trail again.

He turned into another aisle of storage units, two rows of rusty garage doors flaking blue paint lit with cheap bulbs. The trail led about half-way down and into one of the garage doors. The smells coming out of there were more complex... and the gave him a really bad feeling.

Checking once more to see he was alone, Varg snapped the lock on the garage door and raised it up. There was only one object inside and a lot of stale blood stains. The object itself was a cauldron stuffed with strange and sinister objects and wrapped in chains. Just the sight of it told Varg it was bad news. He didn't dare touch, and not just because the stench coming out of it was starting to make him queasy.

Varg shut the door on the storage unit again and raced off back to his bike. When he picked Bri up later that night, they would have to make another trip to Pavel's. Whatever that thing was, Varg knew for sure that he had a necromancer in town.

 

[grdybiwife]

Eric turned out to be an interesting character, but of course Sombria didn't tell him so. He was a hunter of sorts, more like Varg than Buffy. Born to a sorceress mother from a Vampire father, Eric had devoted his life to the cause of keeping humanity safe by keeping supernaturals in line. They called themselves The Assurance and Sombria bit back a million ass jokes when Eric divulged that little tidbit. Apparently, they'd been around for ages working to keep life in balance for the benefit of all Earth's species.

All this he offered with little prompting since Sombria didn't change from her usual stoic demeanor. She wasn't particularly interested in joining his group, or any group for that matter. As far as she could tell The Assurance was just another clan with their own agenda, no matter how benevolent it seemed. In her long life, Sombria had come to learn that everybody thought their way was the right way. Now that she was in a position to choose, she wasn't about to jump on anybody's bandwagon and she made that clear to Eric.

"I'm unaffiliated and I'd like to keep it that way," she told him in the middle of one of his diatribes and all he did was shrug his shoulders.

"You've been living our creed for months without knowing it Guerra. Affiliation requires no pomp and circumstance, nor does our allegiance to you. The Assurance is a way of life, and you and your...friend are living it whether you like it or not. It has already been decided. We found you once, we can do it again...and no it wasn't Keifer. My mother is a 1000 year old sorceress of the highest order."

"We shit how old are you then?!"

"463," he said matter-of-factly and Sombria's jaw dropped. He was almost as old as father but looked to be no older than 25. "Don't be so alarmed, you're getting up there too my dear."

"I wouldn't know."

"Ahhh yes the amnesia. Perhaps, in time you will seek out a remedy."

Up until recently, Sombria had zero interest in knowing her past. But spend so much time with Varg and witnessing how much his lineage meant to him, she couldn't deny her envy. Now she knew a warlock and a half sorceress and she didn't think it was a coincidence that they'd found they're way into her very small world.

The rest of the night went by without much more than a few words between them with Sombria lost in thought about what little she'd learn. She wondered if Varg had ever heard of this group, what he might think of them and that prophecy. She had a litany of questions to ask once they got home. The first one being, "Your place or mine?"

Eric and Sombria went through the closing procedures together, and she had to admit it was easier with two set of hands and eyes. She didn't tell him that of course but the little smirk he wore as they walked out to the street was telling enough.

"So I take it this is a permanent thing then," she asked as she glanced up and down the street, in search of Varg.

"It is. His are more afraid of him than yours are of you. You aren't safe here alone."

"I don't like this..."

"You don't have to," he said, again with shrug. "The Assurance will do what we must to keep balance and if that means keeping and ornery vampire alive than so be it."

Sombria could help chuckling at that. "You think I'm ornery, wait to you meet him," she said with a smirk.

 

[DrStein]

Varg cursed as he saw he was running late. Hopefully Bri would wait for him. He wanted to get a moment there at the clinic to get a few could sniffs of the place, see if he picked up anything odd.

Turns out that wouldn't be necessary. He smelled something he hadn't come across in a long time. A dhampir. His eyes flashed yellow when he picked up Bri's scent in the same area. He couldn't smell any signs of violence, but all the same he wanted to know what this guy's deal was. This was Varg's city, damn it.

He pulled up on his bike in front of the clinic a moment later. His still-yellow eyes went from Bri to Eric and back and forth multiple times as he quickly tried to get a read on the situation. Seeing it non-violent, some of the tension visibly left him, but his eyes still shined.

He looked back at Bri and gestured toward Eric. "This the guy?"

 

[grdybiwife]

The sound of Varg's bike in the distance lifted the corners of Sombria lips a little as she shift her eyes in the direction of that thunderous sound. "Brace yourself," she said to Eric without looking at him. "He's not nearly as friendly as I am."

"Birds of a feather," he said with a chuckle and Sombria shook her head as Varg skidded to a stop before them. Eric took one look at Varg's yellow eyes and showed him his palms. That got a good laugh out of Sombria.

"This the guy," he said and Eric opened his mouth to introduce himself. Unfortunately for him, Sombria did the honors.

"Yeah this is him," she said as she came to stand before Varg and leaned up to give his cheek a peck. "And apparently he's harmless...to me and you anyway. Creepy as fuck but still harmless. I'll tell you all about it when we get home."

"Leave nothing out," Eric said and Sombria rolled her eyes. "I don't want any misunderstandings next time we see each other."

"Assurance...prophecy...babysitter...did I miss anything," she said with a glance over her shoulder. Eric snorted at that and shook his head, to which Sombria shrugged her shoulders. "Don't worry new guy I'll fill in the details," she said turning her attention to Varg, silently dismissing her coworker who took the hint easily.

"Until tomorrow then," he said with a slight bow before heading for the train.

"Take me home wolf," Sombria said to Varg as she climbed on behind him. Something had happened tonight, she could feel it. Saw it in his eyes. The tension in his shoulders had nothing to do with her mingling with a stranger. "We can share a joint and hash out our day like a couple of oblivious human. What do you say?"

 

[DrStein]

Varg grunted in approval at Bri's suggestion. Once he was sure she had her grip, he tore off toward home. A storm was rolling in. He smelled the sour air that preceded it and knew that it wouldn't be long before the clouds opened up.

Wanting to avoid the rain, Varg took the shortest and fastest possible route back to the apartment. True to form, he heard raindrops in the distance getting closer after he cut the engine and the reverb died down. Varg and Bri were treated to a light shower on their way back to the front door.

The went straight down to her place and once the door was closed, Varg stripped to the waist and took a seat at the couch and began packing the bowl. It took him a grand total of maybe 45 seconds to get from point A to point Weed when he finally reclined into the couch and slowly exhaled and enormous cloud of smoke. He began speaking half-way through.

"Okay, first the bad news. We have a necromancer in town."

 

[grdybiwife]

"Okay, first the bad news. We have a necromancer in town."

Having stripped down to her tank top and panties on her way to the fridge, Sombria was midway through her dinner when Varg spoke. If her blood could run cold it would have when she heard that word. Sheltered she may have been, even she heard stories of those who could raise the dead to do their bidding.

"Great now I feel bad for calling Eric a creep," she said shaking her head then finished her bag before joining Varg on the sofa. Sombria scooped up her guitar, her fingers dancing aimlessly along the strings as she lean forward to take a long pull off the glass piece. "I take it you didn't get him," she asked with her ancient longs full of smoke as her fingers found a soft melancholy melody. Slowly, she let the smoke drift out of her nose before she shift her eyes to Varg. "I take it we'll be paying a visit to Pavel soon?"

 

[DrStein]

Varg nodded in reply. He remembered his last run-in with a necromancer all too well. The scar on his left thigh reminded him of it every day. The stench of death, arcane components, and some thing he still didn't have a name for had been practically burned into his brain. The absolute worst part was that the son of a bitch had figured out how to control incorporeal undead. Varg had needed to call in some favors for backup on that one. With any luck, the dead-head he and Bri would be hunting wouldn't be nearly so advanced in their studies.

"So what's the story with the Eric douchebag?" He put his feet up on the coffee table and sank into the couch as his mind shifted into tactical mode.

 

[grdybiwife]

Sombria took a moment to gather her thoughts, all the while her fingers moved along the strings. She meandered her way towards a bluesy melody, complete with percussive slaps and knocks against the body, allowing the rhythm to marinate a few scales before she looked up at Varg and shrugged.

"Douche bag might be a little harsh," she said with a grin but she got the feeling his issue had more to do with perceived infringement on his territory than their brief encounter. No matter the cause, Sombria took her time relaying everything Eric told of himself and his organization. The prophecy he hinted at that may or may not involve her and Varg. And The Assurance's wish to see that prophecy fulfilled. She did her best to stick to the facts, not wanting to cloud his judgment with her commentary.

"He could have killed me tonight if he wanted to but all he did was ramble on and on about his old ass mom and how they need us to stay together. I never got a sense that he was bullshitting."