Sterling Chase April 4, 2013 *commandeering one of Gideon Breed's beloved
keyboards, I start to pull intel, camera angles, layouts, floor plans, anything
I can think of to start the plan for a trip that my Love, Tavia Chase would
like to take. I catch your scent just as the tech lab doors slide open* Ah, my
Love, I was just getting started. I have a place for you right here. *opening
my arms to you*
*sliding into your
lap, I glance over everything * Sterling it
is a simple trip to a zoo, not a high tech security situation. *hearing my mate
growl, I quickly become quiet* okay, what do we have here?
*stifling my growl, I
pull you closer to my chest* I need you to take this seriously, you are my very
beating heart walking around outside my chest. I can take no risks where you
are concerned. Now, I didn't know that the zoo was open at night.
*swallowing* Well love, that is because it is not open, at night. We plan in going midmorning and staying until they close. *giving you the look* I take my safety and my families safety very serious as well. *kissing your cheek and looking over the blue prints, exit points, and possible security issues. Feeling your body tense*
*burying my face in
your hair, I take a deep breath, feeling your scent fill me. I can feel the
change coming over me, so I close my eyes to hide the amber sparks* During the
day, of course, yes, because you are a Walker. *pulling back, I automatically begin
strategizing* Aric will accompany you and Niko will handle weapons. Be alert,
Love, and above all, Do Not interact with the humans.
*turning in your lap* Sterling,
I have been with you over twenty years, I am always alert. I memorize
everything and I always scan. I had asked Aric to go along, already. *taking a
deep breath* I was raised around humans, like many things; some will hate us,
some will love us. I will not stop interacting because of fear, they show me
respect, I will show them the same.
*torn between my
desire to shake you and to kiss you* I, more than anybody, know who and what
you are. I know what damage you are capable of inflicting. I trust your
judgment. Just promise me that if you sense one iota of conflict with the
humans, you will move to a safe position. Promise me.
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*kissing your lips
softly * I promise, my love. *laying my head on your shoulder* You breed
males need to quit treating us ladies like we are China dolls, that require
bubble wrap around us. *stands up pacing* We did fine the other day and we
will do fine as well, this time. I refuse to be a prisoner in my own house.
Ah, my Love, the insanity of a Breed male comes from our nature and is actually unrelated to the skills or abilities of our mates. You could be made of spun glass or kevlar and I would still be a growling, irritable male. Now, come kiss your unreasonable mate and then we can start prepping exit strategies.
*turning away tapping my foot* I
already have four set up, just by looking at the map. *standing ramrod
straight * you are getting on my nerves right now and I am not kissing you.
*sitting down, letting my fingers fly across the keyboard. Turning the screen
to you, already planned. *standing up with a huff*
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Sterling Chase *grinding my teeth* I know who I mated and I'm sure that you know who you mated. *suddenly staring at the back of your head* Oh, I don't think so love. *spinning your chair around, I lean into you, pressing you to the back of the chair, smirking as your glyphs begin to pulse in your anger. I grip either arm of the chair, trapping you then tracing my tongue around one of my particular favorite glyphs on your neck*
Tavia Chase *amber
sparks in my eyes, glyphs churning in color. Feeling your tongue across my
neck. Fangs elongating, biting out* Let go of my chair! *meeting your push with
just as much, causing the chair to flip back. Jumping up I run up the hall*
Sterling Chase *regaining my balance only to feel you
moving away from me, a cocky smile splits my face* Run, little mate. Run as
fast as you can. *sprinting down the hall after you* -to be continued in a more
appropriate venue-
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