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[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

[Walking, dripping, squelching...a rainless night.]

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[faeconman.livejournal.com]

Ah, water elementals...

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

It's been a long night.

[faeconman.livejournal.com]

Tell me?

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

Briarwolves at the Freehold Hollow. The only time a Summer Courtier's useful is when everyone needs their asses saved, right?

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

[Being inhuman himself, Bel immediately senses what she truly is and makes a beeline for her, searching for a topic of conversation.]

Such a pleasant night for a walk, is it not?

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

[People making beelines for her tend to make her uneasy. She looks him over slowly, crossing her arms over her chest.]

Perhaps a little chilly.

[The chill might be from being soaked, though. She's a blue-scaled thing, and doesn't blink often enough, staring at him uncertainly. What most people would see as motorcycle leathers is really a set of chitinous armor.]

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

Do beings of the water feel the cold as humans do? I was unaware.

[He tries for a reassuring smile, raising his hands to indicate that he means her no harm.]

[smugfox]

Seems like an odd time to go swimming.

[He's not as stupid as his comment, but then, Reynard is never quite as the words he uses, at any rate. He watches her with curiosity, leaning back against the wall.]

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

It would be an odd time to go swimming, yes.

[She doesn't blink in the long moment she stares at him. Due to his quirky nature, he can easily see her true form, scales and too-wide fish eyes and all. She is born of the water, and tonight her nature didn't seem to pay off.]

[smugfox]

[He does see her true form, but it hardly seems to throw him off. Quirky nature and what not.]

Now, since I've made a stupid joke and you've countered it with realism, how about introductions?

Reynard, nice to meet you.

[teumesios.livejournal.com]

[Alex is sitting at a bus stop, sketching by the dim yellow light of the street lamp, a half-drunk and rapidly cooling Starbucks coffee by his feet. The sound of the squelching footsteps makes him glance up, his lupine ears stiffening, but it's the fae mien that gets his attention.]

Um. [He hesitates.] Are... you okay?

OMG, a Runnerswift! Remind me to toss my Wizened at you, too.

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

Fine, just been a long night.

[She blinks when she sees his mien, and tenses somewhat.]

I don't think I've seen you around these parts.

Yay changelings! I've got this boy and a Woodblood, who I think has briefly interacted with Phaedra?

[teumesios.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs, a little self-consciously.]

Keep my head down, I guess.

[He's fumbling for some way of putting the question that won't come across as overly rude or prying, but it's late and he's not at his best, so what actually comes out is,]

You're, uh. You're pretty wet.

[A beat, and he frowns a little at himself.]

This... I'm guessing you already knew.

[Yeah, he could have phrased that better.]

[faeconman.livejournal.com]

Ah, water elementals...

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

It's been a long night.

[faeconman.livejournal.com]

Tell me?

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

[Being inhuman himself, Bel immediately senses what she truly is and makes a beeline for her, searching for a topic of conversation.]

Such a pleasant night for a walk, is it not?

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

[People making beelines for her tend to make her uneasy. She looks him over slowly, crossing her arms over her chest.]

Perhaps a little chilly.

[The chill might be from being soaked, though. She's a blue-scaled thing, and doesn't blink often enough, staring at him uncertainly. What most people would see as motorcycle leathers is really a set of chitinous armor.]

[subreptitious.livejournal.com]

Do beings of the water feel the cold as humans do? I was unaware.

[He tries for a reassuring smile, raising his hands to indicate that he means her no harm.]

[smugfox]

Seems like an odd time to go swimming.

[He's not as stupid as his comment, but then, Reynard is never quite as the words he uses, at any rate. He watches her with curiosity, leaning back against the wall.]

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

It would be an odd time to go swimming, yes.

[She doesn't blink in the long moment she stares at him. Due to his quirky nature, he can easily see her true form, scales and too-wide fish eyes and all. She is born of the water, and tonight her nature didn't seem to pay off.]

[smugfox]

[He does see her true form, but it hardly seems to throw him off. Quirky nature and what not.]

Now, since I've made a stupid joke and you've countered it with realism, how about introductions?

Reynard, nice to meet you.

[teumesios.livejournal.com]

[Alex is sitting at a bus stop, sketching by the dim yellow light of the street lamp, a half-drunk and rapidly cooling Starbucks coffee by his feet. The sound of the squelching footsteps makes him glance up, his lupine ears stiffening, but it's the fae mien that gets his attention.]

Um. [He hesitates.] Are... you okay?

OMG, a Runnerswift! Remind me to toss my Wizened at you, too.

[somevelvet.livejournal.com]

Fine, just been a long night.

[She blinks when she sees his mien, and tenses somewhat.]

I don't think I've seen you around these parts.

Yay changelings! I've got this boy and a Woodblood, who I think has briefly interacted with Phaedra?

[teumesios.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs, a little self-consciously.]

Keep my head down, I guess.

[He's fumbling for some way of putting the question that won't come across as overly rude or prying, but it's late and he's not at his best, so what actually comes out is,]

You're, uh. You're pretty wet.

[A beat, and he frowns a little at himself.]

This... I'm guessing you already knew.

[Yeah, he could have phrased that better.]