Post by Orca on Jun 11, 2012 9:31:20 GMT -5
Gabriel was scared. Orca stared at him a second longer, the corner of his mouth twitching - and then abruptly broke into laughter, slapping Gabby on the shoulder like he was in on some sort of joke. "I'm not gonna eat you," the lycan guffawed, earnestly amused in the way only Orca could be. "Damn, bro. Calm the hell down. I'm kidding." Well, mostly, anyway. If Gabs was offering kisses, he wasn't exactly going to turn him down. But this was Gabriel we were talking about, super straight pouty little Gabriel.
But seriously, the guy was starting to look super spooked. Orca tried to pet at the Ravenclaw's hair, like one would do to calm a startled cat. "It's okay, it's okay." Even his voice was softer, somewhat reassuring, though hints of amusement still laced every syllable. "I'm here, I'll protect you." Was it that kitty bitch Gabby was thinking about? Fuck! He should've killed her, then maybe Gabs wouldn't be so messed up. Well, at least a little less messed up, anyway. Orca could never tell how much was legit crazy and how much was an ordinary human's reaction to being put in severe circumstances. Like, you know, goddamn vampires and werewolves and shit. Not that Orca really classified himself as the latter, not ever, but you know.
The lycan withdrew a step, then another, trying not to crowd the Ravenclaw. He peered at him, frowning a little, wanting to like hug him or something, but not wanting to antagonize things more. He had serious issues with that stuff, seriously. It was like he couldn't set foot outside his woods without pissing someone off. He glanced to the side, focusing on the world outside. Now and then a witch or wizard passed, but none seemed to see them. Even if they did -- so what? Just two kids hanging out in the alleyway. Both had wands, even if Orca's was useless and tucked safely away in his pocket anyway, so it wasn't like they were some of those horrid forsaken creatures all up in Drakborough's business, trying to corrupt the innocent and shit.
He didn't look back to Gabriel but he spoke to him, finally tired of the little game he'd been playing. "You hungry? Wanna get some food or... something? I dunno." Wasn't like he could invite Gabriel along on somemoose deer hunt or anything, but shit, he was trying.
But seriously, the guy was starting to look super spooked. Orca tried to pet at the Ravenclaw's hair, like one would do to calm a startled cat. "It's okay, it's okay." Even his voice was softer, somewhat reassuring, though hints of amusement still laced every syllable. "I'm here, I'll protect you." Was it that kitty bitch Gabby was thinking about? Fuck! He should've killed her, then maybe Gabs wouldn't be so messed up. Well, at least a little less messed up, anyway. Orca could never tell how much was legit crazy and how much was an ordinary human's reaction to being put in severe circumstances. Like, you know, goddamn vampires and werewolves and shit. Not that Orca really classified himself as the latter, not ever, but you know.
The lycan withdrew a step, then another, trying not to crowd the Ravenclaw. He peered at him, frowning a little, wanting to like hug him or something, but not wanting to antagonize things more. He had serious issues with that stuff, seriously. It was like he couldn't set foot outside his woods without pissing someone off. He glanced to the side, focusing on the world outside. Now and then a witch or wizard passed, but none seemed to see them. Even if they did -- so what? Just two kids hanging out in the alleyway. Both had wands, even if Orca's was useless and tucked safely away in his pocket anyway, so it wasn't like they were some of those horrid forsaken creatures all up in Drakborough's business, trying to corrupt the innocent and shit.
He didn't look back to Gabriel but he spoke to him, finally tired of the little game he'd been playing. "You hungry? Wanna get some food or... something? I dunno." Wasn't like he could invite Gabriel along on some