07-05-2013, 03:44 PM
This is the first time Hector has been to the White homestead since hearing of it. Must have been he wanted to actually meet the man who'd invited them out there before he started crashing on his couch and figured the Cherry Creek Trail slaughter-fest was enough of an icebreaker to warrant the trip out there at a last.
Jack and Ingrid arrive after he's tiptoed through the place oohing and aahing over all of the swank stuff inside. After he's suggested they pilfer the linen closets for sheets for costumes and been shot down. After he's been outside with his hair up all afternoon and now that they're deep into negotiations and it looks like he's going to be the one stood up in front of both septs at the next moot impersonating a lady lawgiver of Falcon he'd better take it down.
So the first time the Shadow Lord is properly introduced to the alpha of Celduin he is barefoot with jeans rolled halfway up his shins, wearing a faded REAGAN / BUSH '84 t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and pulling an elastic band out of his hair. Shaking it out and brushing it with his fingers so he can properly emulate the blonde's shampoo-commercial locks.
And then Tamsin spies Jack and Hector looks over fast, eyes narrowing and nostrils flaring. The latter brings instant regret. He coughs.
"Ugh! Dude!--"
Does it look worse than it is?
"Did you get in a fight with a garbage truck?"
He can see he's hurt and probably mildly tainted but he picks his way across the grass towards them anyway.
Jack and Ingrid arrive after he's tiptoed through the place oohing and aahing over all of the swank stuff inside. After he's suggested they pilfer the linen closets for sheets for costumes and been shot down. After he's been outside with his hair up all afternoon and now that they're deep into negotiations and it looks like he's going to be the one stood up in front of both septs at the next moot impersonating a lady lawgiver of Falcon he'd better take it down.
So the first time the Shadow Lord is properly introduced to the alpha of Celduin he is barefoot with jeans rolled halfway up his shins, wearing a faded REAGAN / BUSH '84 t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and pulling an elastic band out of his hair. Shaking it out and brushing it with his fingers so he can properly emulate the blonde's shampoo-commercial locks.
And then Tamsin spies Jack and Hector looks over fast, eyes narrowing and nostrils flaring. The latter brings instant regret. He coughs.
"Ugh! Dude!--"
Does it look worse than it is?
"Did you get in a fight with a garbage truck?"
He can see he's hurt and probably mildly tainted but he picks his way across the grass towards them anyway.