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Default   #42   Sadrain Sadrain is offline
Resident ghost caracal
November 23rd, Chicago; Sewer Entrance #17.
Elek's face brightened as in his area of effect, something familiar appeared. Although he respected the mind freedom of his comrades and did not read their minds, Elek could recognize most of people by just the feel they brought into the area he always surveyed around him. And he certainly knew this 'aura'. It carried certain wilderness, under a smooth, warmth emanating layer, and felt 'prickly', but in a good, reassuring way.

Leila's eyes narrowed as she saw the change in Elek's face. Her shadow slightly swayed, flickered, and she felt that even her companions felt slight unease out of sudden. The girl's jaw clenched slightly and she was ready to defend. An ambush would not surprise her.

"Elek!" a masculine voice called out and someone appeared in the entrance. Her guide's pace quickened and he replied to the greeting in a friendly manner, adding that he was glad Amante had come. The new man turned his attention to her and Leila felt as if he scanned her, on various levels. She raised her thin eyebrows, face gaining a haughty expression, and looked the man over, from head to toe, then back, and stared in his eyes for a moment, in challenging manner. Then she passed him without a word, flicking strand of long silver hair over her shoulder.

Leila did not like most people, but somehow this guy ticked her off even more than the rest. Maybe it was because he had given such a uneasy feeling with his appearance, or maybe the 'stylish shaggy' appearance that 'I am such a stud' men usually possessed was at fault.

Elek looked at Amante and shrugged in 'I dunno' manner. Since the girl had went ahead a bit, he said: "her name's Leila Ragnarok, maybe you've heard of her. She is rather famous up here." He then, seemingly out of random, tapped his temple with index finger, a sign he usually gave when he was going to use his powers on friends.
Then he quickened the pace and caught up with the assassin, who was now waiting for them. She took position behind Elek, guessing he would probably be guarding her from back. "So careful, yet so foolish," Leila thought with distaste.

"I am sorry, Amante, for barging in, but this is sort of emergency. I will need to have a private word with you, when possible," Elek's voice echoed in Amante's mind, stressing the word private, which meant a mental conversation most likely. He respected that maybe Amante would not want to talk now, for whatever is the reason. Some felt like they needed to prepare before having telepathic conversations with him, although Elek never barged into any other thoughts than the one directed at him, during them.
~ Hello, I am Sadrain, a ghost Caracal, but you can call me Rainy.
Nice to meet you. =^-^= ~
~Questing: Yearlies, RIGs, Lot of MIs, RUNES (always), Aurum
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Old Posted 06-16-2012, 05:46 AM Reply With Quote