Meetings

[nitefleur]

Fl'ite didn't comment on Brielle or rather Hellcat dragging the suitcase. It was not her place to offer help. Instead once Brielle was in the washroom Fl'ite stoked the central fireplace and place slow burning logs onto it. Outside was cold, but once the slow burning fire heated the stone ceilings and walls the warmth would be long lasting.

As Stealth walked down the stares Fl'ite gave him a stern look. "Did you close the entry ways so that heat is not escaping." Again her question was more a statement.

Stealth blinked, raised a finger to protest her claim. Met with hard forest green eyes. He turned and went to do as he was subtly told.

This left Fl'ite alone with her two guests. "And you would be the one I talked with on the phone. " She mentioned inclining her head towards Elise. She shrugged of her jacket and placed it on an antique coat rack. Her guns stayed with her though. She didn't tend to part with them often. She was after all a human in a dragon's den.

[Maira]

Both women were watching the interaction between Stealth and Fl'ite with interest. Elise smiled ever so slightly at seeing her cousin being reprimanded by the human woman, and Brielle's eyebrow crept up just a smidge when the man actually did as he was told and went to close whatever entry way that Fl'ite had been talking about.

When Stealth was gone, and Fl'ite spoke to her, Elise turned her attention to the woman and answered with a smile, "Yep, that was me. It sure was a surprise to hear that somebody finally managed to bond with my cousin. He's a bit crazy, as I'm sure you're well aware."

(ooc: okay, it sucks, but maybe now Fl'ite will quit glaring at you? I'm sorry its not better my Muse is just dead...)

[nitefleur]

"Yes , very well aware of your cousins...antics" She agreed and pointed to a grouping of seats by the fire. "Please, have a seat"

The woman was stiff and hard faced even when relaxing on a couch. There was however something about her. She was human but under her piercing gaze was an analytical mind that absorbed information. Very few details escaped her notice , and no doubt she was a woman of extreme self control. This perhaps had been the reason Stealth has fretted at the thought of Fl'ite becoming a were-creature of any sort. Any beast under her control would quickly become feral and dangerous behind the cages and chains of her stubborn will.

"We are a strange pair but together we work well as a team, so our bond is based on mutual respect for each other" She spoke

Stealth re-joined them soon after. "Ya know Fl'ite~" and he grinned at his cousin and friend "I dun think these two are a match for you, so why not take off the eeee! " A gun was pointed at him and he cowered in mock fear.

"Last time I took my guns off someone let 3 hungry vampires into the hotel room without informing them I was not a buffet. " She cut off Stealth's protest that he hadn't known they were hungry and thought they just wanted to use the washroom. "Go shower you smell of dirt and rabbit's blood"

Stealth pouted dramatically and began shuffling off before hearing Fl'ite add "I'll cook the rabbits"

Stealth grinned widely and zoomed off to shower.

[Maira]

The rabbits that Fl'ite cooked for dinner had been tasty, and honestly both women were surprised that a woman like Fl'ite could cook so well. Once the meal was finished, Elise and Brielle both made themselves useful and did the dishes. Alone in the kitchen the two women joked and teased and just generally acted like their normal silly selves. They had a good routine from home and slipped into it despite being in a strange place.

"So," Elise asked Brielle as they finished up drying the dishes and started putting them away, "what do you think of my cousin?" The look Brielle gave her made Elise snicker and she tried to defend him, "Oh he's not -that- bad!"

Brielle laughed this time and answered, "No, you're right, he's -not- bad at all. He's just an older male version of you."

Elise wasn't sure if she should glare at Brielle or kiss her. She'd always looked up to Stealth and being told that he was just like her in turn meant she was just like him and she was somewhat inclined to take that as a compliment. Instead of deciding, Elise did both. First she glared playfully at the other woman, then she grabbed both sides of her face and kissed her soundly.

When Elise finally released her, Brielle was a bit flushed and hurried to look around for their hosts. Not seeing them, Brielle glared back at Elise and told her, "Unless you know for certain that neither of them would be opposed to walking in on us like that I suggest you behave." Then, to take the bite out of her words, Brielle stuck her tongue out at Elise and winked at her. Once all the dishes had been washed, dried, and put away the two women wandered back out to the main part of the den in search of Stealth and Fl'ite.

[nitefleur]

The two would intrude on a strange situation...

The chairs and furniture had been pushed aside to a safe area and a mat was laid out in the large living area. Stealth was in brood form and Flite was armed with two paintball guns instead of her regular pistols. She had on only a flimsy white tank, not that she needed anything else, and a pair of runner's shorts, along with a pair of metal gauntlets from wrist to elbow. Her long muscular legs, obviously the legs of a competitive athlete, were visible.

Both were circling each other. Stealth growled, the sound guttural and primal. He lunged, claws extended. Serious intent. Flite caught his claws against her gauntlets. The sound of claws meeting metal rung out. Barely showing the strain of his massive strength pushing against her, Flite quickly ducked down and used Stealth's momentary lack of balance to whip out her left leg tripping the Brood, throwing him face first into the mat. If Stealth had savage and beastial power, then Flite had a relentless, ruthless and emotionally detached type of power.

A wing whipped back tossing Flite halfway across the room. It had to have hurt, there was already an angry red welt forming on her shoulder. Stealth charged, teeth bared, eyes a glow in rage. He slashed at his bonded and she faced him down her face blank. She lifted a gun, and waited as those deadly claws bared down on her. Then she pulled the trigger. Green paint oozed down Stealth's forehead and he stopped an inch or less from a claw slicing into Flite's throat. "Awww Not again!!!!!" He cried and and turned around, noticing Elise and Brielle.

Flite placed the paint gun back in its holster. "You said one bullet. I killed you with one bullet" She reminded while Stealth went through his comedy act for losing.

Flite walked over to the two women. "Training, but I suppose... it could be entertainment with a few adjustments" she said and handed each woman one of her paintball guns and the holster before wandering over to a trunk and opening it to reveal the several sets of proper guards and a few more guns.

"Stealth" she said. The Brood continued to lament the shame of losing. Flite sighed and shot him in the rear end so that he yelped in surprise but paid attention to her. "Team with your cousin. Retract your claws, only finger tips"

"A human form, and a Brood form dragon vs a human and a shape changer" She looked at Brielle "You can change or stay as you are. You're on my team because as I understand from Stealth's babbling I am the only one at risk from your claws or bite"

With that she put on eye protection and a chest guard.

"Oh shit!" Stealth said and cowered behind Lis. "She's got that I'm ready for war smile, I'm dead~!" This was going to be so much fun!