02-15-2014, 11:10 PM
And, if no one contests it, the big-boned Get of Fenris took the jawbone back. He held it almost delicately between claws so pale that the pink wick was evident upon inspection of them. He remained in his Crinos form, and this caused him to tower over those in their more comfortable human skins. But despite this, Final Word didn't seem to be doing this with the intention of towering over and physically intimidating those around him. When he took the jawbone back, when he came nearer to Erich to do so, he did not stick out his chest and hold his ears high and bare his teeth.
His voice did rumble like angry rocks when he spoke next, though.
"The Leader May Not Be Challenged During Wartime."
The words are like boulders dropping to the ground. Each word is emphasized, deserving of its capitol letter. These were words that were burned and beaten and impressed into his mind throughout his long, difficult years as a cub learning to be a Lawkeeper and Judge. They were significant, and he wouldn't speak them as anything but. They, too, had their long pause to let them impact those gathered. To make them contemplate their meaning and remember their weight.
"If you put a leader up at Cold Crescent, he or she will hopefully not be stupid enough to challenge this Sept while struggling with Beloved Horror and the Denver Airport. Any who would challenge the appointed during this time would be taken down for their violation and disrespect of the very laws that make us."
He was building momentum now. Before, the Get of Fenris stood as though his very size was a burden to him-- curled in at the shoulders and chest, curved at the spine, walking on both feet and one fist like a great ape, knuckles to the earth and claws curled comfortably in. Now, however, as his voice grew loud and emphatic, he stood up straight on two feet with his shoulders back and his head high. He was addressing everyone there, not just arguing against Erich now. As though he were trying to rally support for what he was saying. As though he simply knew it to be truth and he wanted everyone else to see it too.
"Will you all truly let this one Full Moon speak for you? Does everyone who guards 1999 Broadway truly feel as though it is simply a sentry tower and nothing more? Would it keep its name, The Cold Crescent, if it were not a Sept worthy of having it?
"Do you all believe that it's a good idea to spit in the face of our traditions? Because he 'doesn't want Cold Crescent to have a leader'? As though 'I don't want it' is even a reason worth listening to? For this?"
All at once Final Word appears to realize that his voice has turned into a full sound that filled his chest rather than simply rumbling from within it. His eyes widened, the pale fur over his eyes that would impress eyebrows on a more human face shot up, and he blinked rapidly. It's at this point that he makes a noise that sounds like an uncomfortable clearing of the throat and goes back down onto all fours, with the jawbone curled delicately into one fist.
Soon after, it's surrendered to whatever paw demands it.
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[[ OOC: Not sure if it would help or impact, but I figured it sure wouldn't hurt to have a roll to go along with it! If we're not taking social rolls in the thread, disregard completely.
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Final Word @ 10:00PM
Charisma 3 + Leadership 2, Spending WP
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (2, 5, 5, 7, 9) ( success x 3 ) [WP] VALID
jamie @ 10:01PM
GO GET EM ROOKIE
His voice did rumble like angry rocks when he spoke next, though.
"The Leader May Not Be Challenged During Wartime."
The words are like boulders dropping to the ground. Each word is emphasized, deserving of its capitol letter. These were words that were burned and beaten and impressed into his mind throughout his long, difficult years as a cub learning to be a Lawkeeper and Judge. They were significant, and he wouldn't speak them as anything but. They, too, had their long pause to let them impact those gathered. To make them contemplate their meaning and remember their weight.
"If you put a leader up at Cold Crescent, he or she will hopefully not be stupid enough to challenge this Sept while struggling with Beloved Horror and the Denver Airport. Any who would challenge the appointed during this time would be taken down for their violation and disrespect of the very laws that make us."
He was building momentum now. Before, the Get of Fenris stood as though his very size was a burden to him-- curled in at the shoulders and chest, curved at the spine, walking on both feet and one fist like a great ape, knuckles to the earth and claws curled comfortably in. Now, however, as his voice grew loud and emphatic, he stood up straight on two feet with his shoulders back and his head high. He was addressing everyone there, not just arguing against Erich now. As though he were trying to rally support for what he was saying. As though he simply knew it to be truth and he wanted everyone else to see it too.
"Will you all truly let this one Full Moon speak for you? Does everyone who guards 1999 Broadway truly feel as though it is simply a sentry tower and nothing more? Would it keep its name, The Cold Crescent, if it were not a Sept worthy of having it?
"Do you all believe that it's a good idea to spit in the face of our traditions? Because he 'doesn't want Cold Crescent to have a leader'? As though 'I don't want it' is even a reason worth listening to? For this?"
All at once Final Word appears to realize that his voice has turned into a full sound that filled his chest rather than simply rumbling from within it. His eyes widened, the pale fur over his eyes that would impress eyebrows on a more human face shot up, and he blinked rapidly. It's at this point that he makes a noise that sounds like an uncomfortable clearing of the throat and goes back down onto all fours, with the jawbone curled delicately into one fist.
Soon after, it's surrendered to whatever paw demands it.
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[[ OOC: Not sure if it would help or impact, but I figured it sure wouldn't hurt to have a roll to go along with it! If we're not taking social rolls in the thread, disregard completely.
]]Final Word @ 10:00PM
Charisma 3 + Leadership 2, Spending WP
Roll: 5 d10 TN6 (2, 5, 5, 7, 9) ( success x 3 ) [WP] VALID
jamie @ 10:01PM
GO GET EM ROOKIE