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It Came From the Sky [OC & Lord Tari]

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Planetoid
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Dec 28, 2009
"If you wanna get out of town before they find out the truth, go to the town square fifteen minutes to midnight and rest by the fountain. He'll be there. Whether he'll be happy to see you or not is another question."

Loreen pondered these words as she made her way down the barren streets, under flickering street lights, and piles of wet garbage. The humidity of the night left a itchy layer of sweat along her brow, making it hard to relax. She had no idea who this "he" was and exactly what sort of person he was, but she truly have very little option. If she asked anyone of the town to get her out fast, through the season's violent thunder storms, on such short notice, they would easily realize she was up to not good and find it. She'd been working to steal it for such a long time and now she had. Not even her dead cold hands could be pried apart to give it away.

No stars or moon showed above, making the dark alleys seem like empty abysses. She gathered her sweater closer around herself and hurried along quicker. By now her sneakers were soaked all the way through and she wasn't smart enough to have brought a spare. If it wasn't bad enough she also found herself standing in a pool of water playing chicken with the fork in the road. "Oh great fucking ball of fire, left or fricken right?" She bit her bottom lip and gave the left a go.

Why hadn't she changed into her jeans rather than keep these worthless hot pants on? Despite the tank top and hot pants under her oversized knitted green sweater, she was not planning to offer any of her extra services to a freak outsider. She stopped in her tracks examined herself. What the hell was she talking about? In just a few moments, whether that guy liked it or not, she was going to be an outsider and there would be an asshole thinking the same thing about her. It hadn't occurred to her that she would be starting somewhere fresh with little to no money and even less work experience. She hoped there was a farm nearby in the need for a good shapeshifter.

She reached the fountain with time to spare, or so she assumed until the high rise clock gonged twelve times. In a fit of rage she cursed herself, the fork in the road, and her soaking sneakers. If all these bastards had come together and worked in harmony she wouldn't have been late. Her only hope was if the stranger had made a wrong turn at nowhere land, where outsiders seem to come from, and was late also. If not she had to hunt down a quick way out of town and she was no good at escape plans.
 
Tariyami walked the lonely street that entered town the shadows behind him just seemed to follow where ever he walked. He wore a trench coat that reached the back of his calf's, the collar flipped up to block his neck. His head was held low as his hair drooped down to block his pure white eye's, smoke seemed to flow from them as the rain landed around him. Thunder cracked and lighting screamed, dancing along the sky above heads. He raised his arm looking at his watch seeing that he was late passing through town square. He was now upset at the group that held him up two towns away. He was never late but tonight because some collage kids thought they could teach the freak a lesson. He was pushing for time, Though those kids will never pass and get good jobs unless it's the devil's work.

The town was eerily quite even for him, he knew something was going on this night and it was going to pull him right in the middle of it. He reached the fork in the road going right which was the quicker way he reached the square in a min flat. Passing bars and brothels making it to his destination. He still didn't know what drew him to this town at night but he's done it for three years now and wasn't going to stop. He sat on the edge of the fountain looking up to the crying sky his eye's steaming away smoke. "Why?" Is all he said in the silence of the night.
 
Things couldn't haven't gotten worse for Loreen until the sky opened up and poured on top of her. There was quite literally nowhere for her to go. At least now the squishy feeling around her toes was less noticeably. Her entire body would be squish by the night's end. She would be lucky if she stepped away from this with a stuffy nose.

She felt like a lonely drowned animal sitting on the edge of the fountain when she thought she heard someone approaching the area. If there was any amount of luck left in her day it was going to be the stranger. She assessed this piece of information in her head, swishing it about like someone tasting wine before spitting it out in its diluted and discarded form. Her luck had been no good and she should probably hide because it was more than likely the damned sheriff.

Quickly, she dropped to all fours against the base of the stone fountain and waited. The normal jingling of keys did not accompany the approaching individual, but there was no reason to feel safe after she'd stolen quite precious from this town. She crept along the edge of the fountain until she heard the person sit down and speak a word. Through the drumming of the rain and the hair smashed against her ears it could have been, "Why," or, "Hi," for all she knew. If it was the sheriff he damn sure wasn't talking to himself in the rain. The only other idiot sitting at the town square at a time like this would have to be the outsider.

Preparing herself for something scary she dug her left hand into her shoulder slung bag and withdrew a bronze blade. It was a bit worn and torn, but in her opinion if it can cut with enough pressure than it was as good a blade as any. She stood slowly and stepped forth from the stranger's peripheral, allowing herself a good look of him before he could do the same with her. She stopped some few steps away when she noticed the steam emitting from him for each drop of rain that landed. Was this someone she wanted help from? Did she have a choice? "Hey! Asshole! Who are you?"
 
Though he had spoken out loud he did not notice that woman lurking so close to him, maybe the rain dulling his senses of just the fact he felt no danger from her. He looked at the blade she held what a worn looking thing, looked like it would break trying to cut butter. He looked her features over taking in to note that she wore little to no cloths and in the weather they were in she must be stupid or running, their always running. He stood up once again with a long drawn out sigh "That is some greeting, especially when you want a way out of town. Am I close?" He teased her never moving from in front of the fountain not wanting to hurt the woman or passably getting hurt though it was rare.

He closed his eye's to talk to her as not to freak her out so much on the first go. He wanted to hear what she had to say what made her so important that she needed to get out right then and there. He took his hand running it though his soaked hair pushing it back in a pony tail with the aid of his other hand. "One. we were not properly introduced I am K. Two. Put the knife away before you get hurt. Three. Whats your name?" He said leaving it at that though he could have said a whole lot more. He wanted her to tell him why she wanted his help, he knew she did but that wasn't the point of it. He raised his arm looking at is watch if she didn't began to speak in thirty min she was going to be on her own.
 
Loreen stood still with the blade high, poised at a poor angle to strike but still ready nonetheless. A look of utter offense covered her features. Wrinkles formed around her eyebrows as they turned downward and her eyes narrowed. A deep frown creased her lips tight. With close inspection a canine seemed to peek from her upper jaw and hang over her bottom lip. Even wit his request she refused to put the knife away, but at least rested her arm.

"I'm not sure if I'm more offended by your out of character knowledge or if you get this request from people often. I sure hope it's the latter," she growled as she spat toward the fountain. A thick puddle of phlegm floated in the fountain for only seconds before dissipating into nothing from the violent force of the pouring rain. "Anyway, my name really isn't important right now. Since you have a clear enough idea of why I'm here why don't we skip introduction for when we're dry. No offense, but I'm sure that's a little more intelligent than pressing the matter towards pneumonia."

For a weird fellow like this to be so apt to introduce himself and induce a friendship in the pouring rain, Loreen didn't feel the least bit like her luck had ran well at all tonight. She was beginning to question if her successful was a series of cleverly planned bouts of bad luck or just accidental good luck. At this point didn't matter because karma was already playing its role. For now she was going to herd this situation to the best ending she could muster.
 
He opened his eyes watching her closely noting every movement she made coming to the conclusion that she was not what she seemed, not normal anyway not like he was. He walked closer to her seeing her arm was in a resting position, with two quick motions the blade was in his hand and he was picking his teeth with it. "Only good this thing is for anyway..." he back at the water were she had spit earlier shaking his head. "So unladylike like of you" He was now prolonging until he got the answers he sought, sitting down on the edge of the fountain he looked up at her. "We can sit here all night long till you tell me what I want to know..." he raised his arm once more checking the time "...correction you have twenty min to tell me. Or you stuck here by your lone some." Lighting ran circles in the sky as the rain made it's name know, coming to a point where even the fountain began to over flow he contained and watched his eyes never leaving her face smoke still raising from them.

"Mannerism are a must where I come from young lady and it you can't abide by the little things you never get to the big ones." he said twirling the knife from finger to finger his sleeve falling back at the incline of his arm. He took his leg placing it over the other pants dripping from the rain. This was all other day for him he traveled in all kinds of weather and rain was his favorite it's when he was the strongest but no one knew that but him. Taping his foot to the sound of thunder he smiles at her "You probably think me some asshole who has nothing better to do then to have a half naked woman stand out in the rain and die of pneumonia."
 
"Oh come the living fuck shit on! I get stuck with Old Mother Goose teaching me how to drink with my pinky out? We're standing out in he pouring fucking rain and you're going to send me through some god forsaken loops for information that is, quite frankly, none of your god damned business?" She threw up her hands and stomped, seeming unaffected by having her worthless knife stolen, but more concerned with being critiqued.

She kicked at the growing pool of water that seemed like it was only going to grow to a foot deep after tonights endless rain shower. If she wasn't mistaken she might as well had grown fins and gills and swam her way to the next town. Unfortunately, without sunlight or moonlight she was as good as the next human and could turn into even the most obscure form to find her way home. The Rain Season was so absolutely daunting when you're a lunar based shifter.

"How about money, eh? I'm sure you can't get enough of it. That's gotta be a reason you'd travel in a big dumb ugly circle. You probably make tons of money on whatever route you keep at." In the back of her head she slapped herself many times, knowing that the only thing worth a dollar sat hidden away in her bag that was drenched seam-to-seam. It was probably the most frustrating nights out of many for Loreen, but if she could tolerate the next twenty-four hours she could see the last of it.
 
"If i was out here teaching you how to drink with your pinky held out, you would have a cup of tea and a scone while we talked about old Mc'Scaruge." he said as he watched her kick the fountain seeing the water vibrate but never faulting from the frustrated female. With a deep sigh and a flick of his hair splattering water in the puddles that had been made he knew he was pushing time and she wouldn't leave him alone. "Fine. Fuck it. Your name is now Money till you give me a real one." He said standing from the fountain ready to make his journey, it looked almost like he came there just to sit every night never doing anything more.

He began to walk the way he came motioning for her to follow him down the dark ally way. "Don't worry I don't bite, but I will leave you if you don't keep up." He said in a matter of fact voice. He suddenly stopped his back slamming against the wall as he turned to her telling her with his eye's to get on the wall. Voices are soon heard making their way near them "She went to the fountain I'm sure of it." One man said passing right by them so close K could smell the spirits on his breath. They couldn't see K and the woman cause of a barrier he kept around them to block everyones view. "we should be safe till we get out of here" He said in a low tone so no one but her could hear him.
 
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