Exploring the possibilities ... {Pt1} (Open to legitimate posts)

[Sacher Masoch]

{This thread will be bouncing all over the boards as it moves on. I chose to do it this way so that several could have a chance at playing within it. But please, if you choose to post, do so because your character has a legitimate reason to be there. Especially in locations away from the Inn. It’s only fair. Thank you. And also, I will only wait two nights time for a first post from someone before moving on to the next part. If someone posts within that two nights time, then the thread takes as long as it takes. I do not wish to have it sitting around unanswered for long periods. Thank you again.}

Dusk had settled upon the land, and within the confines of a well hidden coffin, the vampire stirred. Sacher woke to yet another night of being nothing more than a simple scout for a master he disliked having to serve. A toned and muscular arm rose to lift the lid of the coffin with ease. Head lifted from the dark blue silk covered feather pillow and chocolate covered abs flexed as Sacher sat upright. With a sigh he moved one leg to bend at the knee and then turned to rise upon it. The other leg was moved to place his foot square on the bottom of the coffin. And with a push, and a flex of those chiseled legs, he rose to a standing position of six foot two.

A stretch of his arms over his head as he arched his back showed that Sacher was without covering at this moment. Not that he cared mind you. Steps were taken, first left than right, as he stepped free of the confines of the plush interior of the coffin. The whole thing was lined in dark blue silk, and the coffin was made of solid oak that had been stained and varnished to be almost black in color. The metal works were made of the strongest steel. And the decorative touches were of the finest, purest gold and diamonds. Nothing less than the best would do. He had chosen this one within a week of his rebirth into the life of the undead. His sire had connections.

The outside of the coffin looked to be larger than the inside. This was because of secret compartments within the structure of the box. For example, at Sacher’s feet, when he is laying within, is a compartment that holds his boots and inside of that compartment is a pocket that holds his socks. When laying on his back, to his right is a series of pockets within the liner, carefully constructed to be invisible. Anything placed within these pockets would bulge to the back of the pocket not the front. To the left, if he is laying on his back, is another series of pockets, with the same construction tricks as the pockets to the right. And when the lid is closed on the coffin, the dome opened like a secret chamber. Inside was his clothing. Things that went on hangers hung from a short, protruding bar at the top of the casket, laying neatly along the length of the coffin. And items that folded sat nicely at the foot of the coffin. All things were strapped down so as not to slide around and wrinkle. This was a customary coffin for all those who were sired by the same woman. Again, she had connections.

Now, the cleaver location Sacher had chosen to hide his coffin from the daylight, had one pivotal luxury. It was located very close to a river. How far did it place him from New Haven, the Tel’Ranaemyn Inn, and anyone or anything else? That was hard to say. But with Sacher’s speed, it was of no consequence. So Sacher stepped out into full view of the world, or at least the parts of it that were within the nature around him, and he dove into the river. He swam around for a few minutes before he got out of the water. He walked back over to his coffin and dried his hands on a towel from within the lid of the coffin. Then he reached into the coffin and took out some things from the pockets on the left. His razor, his shave cream, his soaps, and his shampoos. Then he walked back over to the bank and walked back in this time. It was time to get washed up for the night ahead.

[Sacher Masoch]

Half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes had passed. Sacher was clean and freshly shaved, he was a man ready to face the night and whatever it might bring.

Sacher was a fast learner. So as the naked man returned to his coffin, he pulled out a towel and wrapped it around himself. Then he pulled out something he had recently purchased, a small duffel bag. He placed a T-shirt and a pair of jeans in this bag, as well as a pair of boxer shorts. He had made the mistake of not bringing a change of clothes with him on a previous occasion and ended up needing them.

Then he pulled out another small bag. This one was already packed up and ready to go. The contents of which would be revealed at some point, to the proper people.

He then dried off and began to dress. Tonights choice attire for the chocolate Adonis was a pair of black jeans, a creme colored T-Shirt, white boxer shorts, and his signature black boots.

Into the front left pocket of his jeans went a little white tube. A valuable commodity to vampires, that he had tactfully acquired and thankfully not had to use as of yet. Into the front right pocket of his jeans went a small leather pouch. It was filled with coin. Gold, silver, and even some platinum. No copper, it was a small pouch.

He was ready to head out. He closed up his coffin and locked it up. And as he picked up the bags and set the traps on his way out. If anyone came snooping around, they would find several traps around the area. One would be very hard pressed to get around all of them. There were traps set for those who would swim to the area, those who would walk, even those who would fly. And even if they did somehow manage to get to the coffin, it was also booby trapped.

Feeling secure in the knowledge that his belongings were safe, Sacher headed out. He made his way slowly towards New Haven. He had seen a few things there that he wished to make use of. Provided they were still open this late. If he continued to walk, it would take him over an hour to reach the small town. But that was fine with him. He needed to eat anyway.

It was about ten minutes into his walk when Sacher heard the first sounds of small wild life. Investigation showed it to be a squirrel. Not his choice of food. They tend to be a little grainy tasting. Another five or six minutes provided his first kill of the evening.

Sacher's second favorite food was rabbit. Those little fluffy things were delicious. In the blink of an eye, Sacher snatched up the little white fluffy bunny and bit into it's throat. He walked along drinking from the bunny until it was almost dry. Then he tossed it aside. Seven bunnies later, he exited the wooded area and walked down a gravel road that lead to New Haven.

[RAoAR]

"I'm not going to tell him!"

"Don't be such a wuss."

"Then why don't you get out there y'ole wuss!"

"Because I'm one stripe above you - just do it already!"

The low-harsh whispered argument came from a pair of guys sent out by the RAoAR - Rhy'din Association of Animal Rights, a hodgepodge group of people who took it upon themselves to ensure the welfare of Rhy'din's non-talking animals. Some were extremist while others were low-key but no matter the type they all believed in one thing:Ensuring the prosperity of the Non-talking Animals for a better world.

Recent reports had reached the RAoAR about a dent in the rabbit population. How strange it was for this time of year when most of the lovable furry creatures were less active to conserve their strength and energy. The two men had been chosen to go to known rabbit homes outside of New Haven and check for disturbances and they were doing so during the day and night! They had found nothing amiss during the day and after checking the other homes and finding those rabbits safe they waited until the evening before checking the others and that's when they saw him!

The poacher! The fiend! The kill-them-with-his-bare-hands-and-eat-them-without-even-cooking-them horror! The man probably got rid of a whole family of rabbits and the two of them could do nothing in that time look on wide-eyed as they flipped through their Violation Pads. Oh this guy was going to get fined all the way to the other side of Rhy'din if they had anything to say about it!

And they did...
.... as soon as one of them got out there to issue the violations.

The first guy - out of no want of his own - was pushed out of their hiding spot in the bushes by his partner. This guy was tall and skinny as a bean pole, his shaggy mop of hair looked like it was better suited for a full faced man than his thin features. Dressed up in khakis and a patchwork jacket the bean pole was holding on to his Violation flip book like a shield. He saw what the guy did to the rabbits, if he could do that to them what could he do to him!

Valid. Valid. Valid.

Okay, ready or not, here he was going to go! "Sir? Sir, excuse me, but you're in direction violation of Rule 63b.2," he had stumbled out behind the rabbit-eating man, "and I'm going to have to issue you a violation."

[Sacher Masoch]

{I hereby offer official warning . . . Sacher is none to happy about the sudden appearance of these . . . Gentlemen. His mood shall be foul, his hand gestures vulgar, and his words down right offensive. But according to the bylaws of the Motion Picture Association, this would still be PG13. I only warn you so as not to offend anyone.}

Within seconds of stepping out onto the road, someone else entered the area. Normally Sacher would have paid them no mind. Normally. This being was addressing him. A violation, interesting. Sacher had quite the reply for this being as he continued walking at his leisurely pace. His empty hand, both duffel bags were carried in his left, rose from beside him. A bend of his elbow allowed for his hand to be near his head. The being could see it then, right? No matter, either way, the middle finger of Sacher's right hand shot upward while the rest of his hand remained closed in a fist. He was flipping the being the bird. Poetic, don't you think?

But this gesture was not Sacher's only reply to the being who was either awfully brave or extremely stupid. He spoke to the man, back still to him of course. "I did not think that Rhy'Din would have any of you PETA pussies. Piss off kid." He never paused in his steps, nor did he even look back over his shoulder. But once his comment was made, he lowered his hand to again hang casually beside his body as he walked.

Sacher could see the skyline of the buildings of New Haven off in the distance. So this told him that he was, in fact, headed in the right direction. Would that mosquito of a being behind him leave him alone before he was there? Sacher doubted it. No, he had a feeling that he was going to be bugged a little longer by that annoyance at his back. And he was prepared to deal with it. Even if a rule or two would have to be broken.

[RAoAR]

Sacher raised his hand and the bean pole of a man could have sworn that something was going to happen to him, so when all he got was a finger (that this guy didn't understand the meaning of - not all things were universal, he thought he was being told 'one moment') and told to leave he started breathing again. PHEW! That was a relief! This guy even put his hand over his heart a moment to let out a sigh of relief before going about writing that violation with a renewed vigor!

The foolish and brave man took a few steps closer - he wasn't anywhere near to the other guy since he kept on walking. "I'm not with the People Engaging in Torturous Affairs group," PETA, get it? Why would one of them come out to stop something like the decrease in the rabbit population and, if they saw what this guy did they would probably cheer!

"I'm with the RAoAR: Rhy'din Association of Animal Rights, and your actions have created a large dent in the rabbit population and brought it to a dangerous level." As Sacher walked he walked, making sure to stay a good ten steps or more behind him. His partner was following as well, taking notes on the situation and being available for back-up. "And there will not be enough to repopulate in the Spring resulting in a domino effect of an endangered species in the area." He was serious about it! Forget the fact that there were other rabbits in other areas of Rhy'din, he was talking about the specific population of New Haven rabbits.

And he tore the violation slip off of the pad held it out. Stopping now even if Sacher kept going. He wasn't dumb enough to go up to the guy and stuff it in his clothing or something.

[Sacher Masoch]

It was indeed a good thing that the man wasn't dumb enough to approach Sacher even closer, and especially good that he was not dumb en0ugh to attempt to touch him. Sacher lived by a double standard. He could invade someones personal space at will, but let someone invade his and there was hell to pay.

That being said . . . "People Engaging in Torturous Affairs?" Sacher stopped walking and busted up laughing. His back was still to the man as he doubled over in laughter, complete with gripping his stomach with his free hand. That was the funniest thing he had heard in a long time. "You . . . You're . . ." He was having trouble speaking. "You're kidding . . . Kidding me . . . Right?" If he didn't stop laughing he would end up on the ground.

It took a few minutes, probably a little longer than it took the being to write the citation, but he finally got his laughter under control. Then he turned to face the being. He looked human enough, as did the one who was lurking behind him. Of course, looks could be deceiving, couldn't they?

So as the being from RAoAR, yes even though the laughter Sacher had heard what he had said, stood there waving a piece of paper at him Sacher tilted his head and spoke. "So, let me get this straight. You are worried that the little fluffy bunnies aren't going to be able to survive even though they reproduce hundreds at a time?" He fought the urge to start laughing again.

Then in the blink of an eye he was standing next to the man. He leaned in to whisper in the guys ear. "Would you prefer I starve to death? Tell me Mr RAoAR, would you give your life to save a few bunnies?" It was a legitimate question. After all, Sacher would much prefer to drink this being dry than kill off a few more bunnies.

[RAoAR]

The skinny man was sacred. He was the size of the angry mans arm (hypothetically) and could likely be snapped like a twig. I twig! A rigid and dry twig at that and give off the nice 'CRACK' sound.

His friend in the bushes was watching all of it while biting his already too-short nails into further numbs, but attention couldn't be drawn to him as one of them had to get out alive! Bean pole man, we salute you. He wasn't going to quake in fear though, even if his heart was in his throat and it took a big swallow to get it back down.

As the violation wasn't taken the man now held it up between his fore and middle finger, urging it between the space of his face and this other guy. The paper shook a bit as a sign of this mans nervousness and another swallow and then a deep breath before he spoke. "Sir, you ate a whole family Sir." If he just stuck to that point - save the rabbits! "There are not enough of the populace to support that habit. We.. we have just enough for hunting season, Sir."

Skinny man. Bean pole man Certainly he wouldn't make a good meal anyway it was looked at! Skin and bones... he was even sucking in his non-existent stomach to look even thinner. The violation, if the guy was able to read it, stated that he was being charged with time at the R.A.o.A.R. facility where he would undergo a four week sensitivity towards animals training and care for the small animal shelter they had for recovering animals.

[Sacher Masoch]

Well now, wasn't this simply irritating? Mr. R.A.o.A.R. didn't answer his question. A sound of disapproval was made at that time. *Tsk, tsk, tsk.* More of a sound than words as it echoed from the depths of Sachers throat. "You did not answer my question Mr. R.A.o.A.R. Would you give your life to save a few bunnies?" As Sacher spoke he began to slowly circle around the weak little quivering being.

He closed his eyes for a moment as he inhaled deeply and dramatically. "Mmm, you smell of fear. And with your heart beating so fast it's causing so much of your blood to be oxygenated. That makes it taste so good." He paused so he could read the shaking paper.

Left hand came out from behind his back where the right hand had been holding the left wrist. He reached for the wrist of the other. It was an attempt to hold the hand still and in effect, the paper. This way Sacher didn't have to strain so hard to see it.

Either way, the paper was eventually read. And Sacher would again bust out in a fit of laughter. Once the fit ceased Sacher would gather himself before speaking. His voice dropped an octave and hr narrowed his eyes as he whispered in the man’s ear, not touching him at this time of course. "Do you know what I am Mr. R.A.o.A.R.?" The guy wasn't an idiot, was he? He spoke of the bunnies, so he saw what Sacher had done to them, right?

Make note that as Sacher stood there speaking to the man that he faced, who stood so that Sacher was beside him, he had yet to even leave print of finger upon that silly piece of paper.

[RAoAR]

Intimidation factor, that's what this guy was going for and he'd be damned if it succeeded! This bean-pole of a man didn't spend twenty community service hours in 'Overcoming Sense verses Sensibility' training to listen to his good ole common sense that was telling him to high-tail it out faster than a jack rabbit. No! Not him. He was going to suck it up and stick to his training. Someone had to speak up for the non-speaking animals!

Even as his hand was gripped and the man was a hairs breath from inhabiting his body, he knew what he had to do! "Sir, I'd appreciate it Sir if you kept your hands to yourself. I haven't touched you."

He knew to that he hadn't answered the man's question but he wasn't here to play a round of Q&A, twenty questions or have a get to know you session. All this man wanted to do was pass out the violation and be gone. Job done. Now whether the violator saw through with things or not would be on that mans' conscious.

"If you would take the violation Sir then we can both be on our way." Maybe this killer of bunnies man had a conscious to where if he took the violation and didn't follow through with it he would feel guilty? "More time doesn't have to be spent on this matter."

[Sacher Masoch]

Sacher laughed. He did release the mans wrist as he was asking to be unhanded. But if this man was hoping for guilt, he might as well be hoping to ... Well, this being Rhy'Din Sacher thought better of completing that thought. After all, it just might happen.

Sacher circled the man again slowly. He was weighing his options. "You know ... I can think of several things I can do both to you and to your silly little violation as well. Your friend hiding over in the bushes too for that matter." He held a finger up in case Mr. R.A.o.A.R. was about to speak. "I can smell his blood, hear his heart beat and hear his breathing as well. I have known he was there all along." A smug grin crossed his features.

He paused in his circling of the man. "I could, eat you both right now. Lucky for you, I just finished off a good amount of little white fluffy bunnies and am rather full at the moment." Then he started walking again. One full rotation around the man and he stopped again. "I could kidnap you both and lock you away somewhere to use as snacks until you were empty." He liked that idea very much. Human snacks. How delightful.

He began to circle the man again. Once around, twice, three times around before he paused again. "Question. Could I bring along some of my brothers to this center for the care of small animals?" It had dawned on Sacher that such a place would be like an all you can eat buffet. Little scared furry animals in cages just waiting for Sacher and his brothers to come and end their suffering. He began to orbit the man once again as he waited for an answer.

[AngelRayne]

It was one of those days where Angel had way to much time on her hands. Her duties for the day where done. StarLight was taken care of. Brushed down, fed and talked to. Of course Angel promised the unicorn that they would go riding as soon as the weather warmed up and stayed that way. She also took a turn in the kitchen ... which wasn't the best idea in the world. It ended with Angel actually being kicked out and told to never step foot in there again. that made Angel happy, she couldn't cook for her life without magic and in the kitchen here she wasn't allowed to cook with magic. Something about allergies or something. Anyway, so she had some spare time. A lot of spare time and she got to thinking about the beautiful swim spot she had found while exploring the river just beyond New Haven. Thinking about the swim spot, Angel new it was still to coldish to swim, for a normal person and she really didn't like to swim in ice cold water, but that didn't mean she couldn't go and just be one with nature for a bit. She hadn't done that in awhile, and felt it was about time she did. So that's where she was heading, taking that path the would eventually lead her to the little scene that was playing out there.

She stopped a few feet away, light blues taking in the scene in front of her.She didn't need her senses to tell her that the man circling the 'bean pole man' was of her kind and that the 'bean pole man' was scared outta his mind. Hell she didn't even need to smell the fear, light blues just so the poor thing shacking like a leaf. Angel wouldn't say anything just yet. She had only just walked up on the conversation and wasn't about to just stick her nose in. That wasn't here way of doing things. For now, arms would fold over her chest, left booted foot would turn out slightly in one of her Angel poses and those light blues would watch both males, glancing to the bush that hid the other male as well. She could smell him, only reason she knew he was there.

(Short and sweet, but it works for the time being! ^_^ )

[RAoAR]

"Sir, you're making this matter complicated Sir." In this humble mans opinion he was. "If you would only take the paper both of us can be about our way." It wasn't only that the man wanted to be out of the situation but the hour was late! He'd been up for an undetermined amount of time and he needed to get his rest. "Or I could place it on the ground."

He has left notes on cars and in mail slots and doors when he was unable to actually reach the person to hand over the violation. It was only preferred to do the deed in person if the opportunity arrived.

As he was about to answer the question about bringing friends when he saw the female walk up. Now he had no way of knowing if he was a bunny eater like the guy here but it sure did seem like she knew him the way she was standing there like that. The man who was staying low cover in the bushes certainly thought that it wasn't fair for her to stand where he was like that. Visibly blowing his cover even if the other guy said he knew he was there, that wasn't the point.

He didn't like the stacking odds or this man continuously putting on the intimidation factor. Training! Training! Training! He would stick to his training and what he had learned. The guy started to circle him again and so he bent down and placed the violation there on the ground. As he stepped aside he said, "You've been served Sir. I don't have the answers Sir, but there is a number there you can call." Or he could go to the place and ask them in person. s for cages.. there were not cages at the shelter. What type of animal care shelter would it be if they stuffed them in cages?

It was his attempt now to walk away, his thicker friend rising from his spot he had been hiding in and looked between the girl and the guy while his eyes beckoned his partner to hurry up. The Bean Pole man had learned not to give under pressure of bodily threats like the one about being kidnapped and taking off somewhere, so he wasn't going to do it! No siree. He was going to walk towards his friend and do so with the straightest back and squarest shoulders ever to see on a skinny man like himself.

[Sacher Masoch]

Sacher continued to walk around the man as he rattled on about how Sacher was making things more difficult than they had to be. This made Sacher chuckle. "Oh trust in this my young friend, things could become a lot more difficult, and rather quickly." And the man bent down to place the violation on the ground. Sacher stopped walking to observe the man's boldness.

Enter the blonde bombshell. Which was apparently the point in which things changed. Because the man did not answer his question, and he was now starting to walk away. Sacher looked to the woman and then back to the man he had been circling. No answers huh, somehow Sacher did not believe that. But he knew the scents of the two R.A.o.A.R. Rejects, and he would find them again later if he felt like it. With that knowledge, he let them go.

He knelt down and picked up the paper off the ground. He looked at it again. Sensitivity training, heh, not going to happen. And as far as a conscience went, well that would require a soul. Sacher lacked both. He looked to the blonde and smiled. No worries of his teeth showing this time.

Measured steps carried the Sacher towards the woman, he grabbed up his bags along the way, and stood about a foot in front of her. He held the paper up for her to see. "I seem to have just gotten an invitation to an all you can eat buffet. Care to join me sister?" Not that this woman was literally his sister. After all, there were many physical differences between them. But she was the same breed of mythical being as he. So to him, that made her a sister.

If she accepted the invitation, he would make plans with her. If not, he would ask her if she would like to join him on his trek. Of course, there was always option three. And that would be that she turned out to be less than friendly, or even worse, took off with those R.A.o.A.R. Rejects. Who knew what side she would take?

[AngelRayne]

Angel listened to the skinny one and just had to giggle. Some humans where just to funny! And this one was a brave one. Bending down in front of a prowling vampire like that? Brave or crazy, Angel couldn't figure out which one. At this point she would have started rolling on the ground, from laughter, at the way the Bean Pole Man walked away, but that would have taken it a bit to far. Though it was still funny regardless! Those light blues flicked from the retreating males to the one that was now coming towards her.

Arms dropped to her side, relaxing now that the other two where leaving. A soft smile crossed her crimson lips as she read the paper that was held out for her. Listening to what he was saying as she did. Sister? That was a new one! Better then some of the other names she's been called though. Not that they where bad in anyway. " In all my years in Rhy'din, I have not once gotten one of those. How did you become so lucky hun? " Head tilted to the right a bit with the question. Light blues moving from the paper to look at the man now. " I've already had my meal, but if that's an open invitation I'll gladly go with you another time."

Smile was still on her lips when she offered out her left hand. "I'm Angel by the way. Nice to meet you."

While this was going on, Angel couldn't help but think that she'd finally met a vampire that wouldn't give her shit for eating animals sometimes. Ok before it wasn't sometimes .. and before she'd go days without eating. But that was then, she has changed a lot in resent months.

[Sacher Masoch]

((Mr. R.A.o.A.R., forgive me if posted too soon and skipped over you when you had more to say. If you want to continue, please do feel free. I enjoyed the twist and the play was pleasurable as well.))

Of course the invitation was open. Sacher smiled at the beautiful blonde before him with the breathtaking blue eyes. Her offered hand was taken within his, held by the fingers touching his palm. That hand was then raised to his lips, chocolate silkiness brushing against her flesh at her knuckles.

She gave her name, and he smiled as her hand was lowered from his lips, though not released. "Well hello Angel. I am Sacher." His eyes sparkled as he flashed her that charming smile that some in Rhy'Din would recognize as his trademark. He chuckled as he told her of how he came to receive his violation. "Someone got a little upset about my having Bugs Bunny for breakfast. Of course, I am sure that my eating his entire family might have made things worse." He winked at her and chuckled some more.

Her hand was still being held unless she had removed it herself. "The invitation is open. When ever you are free. I am fairly sure that once we attend, we will be asked to not return." Another chuckle given then. "So, are you busy Angel? Or would you like to walk with me for a time? I have an errand or two to take care of in New Haven." He was on his way to a lovely shop he had seen in passing. He hoped it was open as he had use of it's services if it was what he thought it was.

[AngelRayne]

Light blues watched him while her hand was brought to his lips for the kiss on her knuckles. Oh a gentleman, so few left in this world. It reminded her of someone, but it was just a passing thought. That was done, though the brief thought did bring a tear to those light blues, which was quickly blinked back to where it came from.

"It is wonderful to met you Sacher." That soft smile on her lips grew into a grin, soft laughter crossing over her crimson lips. " I would say eating his whole family made it worse. I prefer deer myself. More of them so you don't have people like those two.." Thumb of her right hand gestured in the direction the two R.A.o.A.R rejects went. " hounding ya with their bull. Plus I give the meat to the orphanage and to the inn." Yeah, Angel's a softy. Its what makes her Angel though!

She didn't mind that he was holding her hand still and she wouldn't make an attempt to take her hand back either. After everything that has happened in the past few months, it was actually kinda nice. " I wouldn't expect to be invited back. Really, inviting the guy that just ate Bug's family, to a place full of animals?" She gave a little shake of her head, laughing just a bit more. " They must be completely mental. I'll let ya know though hun. " Not that her nights where full or anything, she basically just wandered the grounds and helped out where she could. Specially in the stables. "Busy? No, I was just heading for the swimming hole that I found by the river. It's still to cold for swimming but it's a good thinking spot. That isn't important right now" She would make her way to that swimming hole at some point though! "so I'd be more then happy to come along with you. The company would be nice."

[Sacher Masoch]

Sacher smiled at the lovely blonde. "The pleasure is all mine Angel." He listened intently as she spoke of her meal preference. "I fear that deer is a tad to grainy for my tastes. But perhaps I need to put that aside for a time." He would need to eat something else, for a little while at least.

Now, did Sacher hear her right, did she say Inn? So that was why her scent was so faintly familiar. He had been picking up scents on every visit to the Inn. The Tel'Ranaemyn Inn that was. He had not bothered with any others as he had found something of great interest at that one. "Do you stay at the Tel?" For shame, Sacher just showed his hand. But that was ok, this time. He wasn't holding any good cards anyway.

Nothing more was said about them being asked to not return to the shelter, they both knew that it was the inevitable outcome and had both stated as much. Nothing more was needed. But Sacher did feel a little chagrin about taking he from her chosen task. "I do not wish to take you from something you had planned. We could meet up again somewhere else, at a later time, if you still wish to go to your swimming hole. The water is warmer than one would think. I myself just bathed in it a short time ago." As in just before he got caught eating his dinner.

He would wait to see what she chose before he would move to return to his trek. He needed to see if she was still joining him or not. Either way was fine with him. But he did release her hand so she would know that she could choose to go if she so desired.

[AngelRayne]

When her hand was released it fell back to her side and hung there loosely for the time being. " It's fine Sacher. It wasn't really a plan, more of a spur of the moment thing. And those can always wait for later when other things come up." A little nod of her head was given then, followed up by that Angel grin of hers. " Besides, like I said, the company would be nice."

His question about her staying at the Tel would be answered next. " Yeah I stay at the Tel. Come here a year or so ago." Time ran together for Angel, so she wasn't really sure how long shes been here. But then again with a vampire did time really matter all that much? "With my son and my wolf. Followed Pip after I closed the Alliance down and couldn't stand being at Windseer by myself and waiting for someone to return that never would." The last part she spoke caused a quick frown to cross her lips, but it would pass just as fast as it appeared.

She turned from him so she was now facing the way she had come. "So lets start on your journey and maybe we can hit the swimming hole later on, maybe after our dinner date." Little wink of her right light blue was given to Sacher. "Ready when you are hun."

[Sacher Masoch]

Let it be known that Sacher never worried of things such as time. Unless, of course, he was to do something within a certain span there of. Which was actually the case at the present. But Sacher knew a few things, so he was less mindful of the rules than his brothers. That being said.

It was usually the spur-of-the-moment whims that lead to the most fun. After all, was it not one of those spur-of-the-moment whims that lead Angel to the path that brought her to the here and now? Which is why they were now able to enjoy each other's company. "I am of the opinion, that an eternity spent alone is a whole lot longer than an eternity spent with company around you." And there was that signature grin.

He listened to her mention why she was at the Tel, and with whom. This intrigued him. "Pip? Would she happen to be a wisp of a blonde woman with an affinity for science who likes to sacrifice innocent immortals to her experiments?" He had been at the Tel'Ranaemyn bar not too long back. And while there, he happened to meet a blonde woman, who's name he thought he recalled to be Epiphany. She managed to convince him to climb into some miniature, controlled, black hole type apparatus. It was quite interesting, and even a little fun. Science was a good thing.

Momentary frown noted. "One would think that a creature as divine as yourself would be the heart breaker, not the heart broken. Let us not speak of this beast who has brought you so much pain less I hunt him down and tear him limb from limb." And Sacher would do it too, given the opportunity and the right incentive.

There were other things that she mentioned that caught Sacher's attention. And he wasn't a life story kind of guy. But he was interested, and even a bit curious. "Tell me a little of your son, and your wolf." He hoped she would catch the part of him only wanting to know a little. But it would have been rude to put it more bluntly. He just wanted to know a little about her and her life. He wasn't looking for a life story, that was what you required of a mate. Not a sister and friend. Even if benefits did come later. Not to say that they would in this case, or that they wouldn't.

He motioned with his hand for her to lead the way, though he would walk beside her. "A swim after our dinner date could be quite lovely. Though, I feel I must warn you, I didn't pack a suit." An old joke meant to imply that skinny dipping was preferred over a standard swim. Of course, their dinner date was going to be another night. After all, they had both already fed this night, and he was on his way in to New Haven for a reason or two. She was simply getting dragged along. By her own choice of course. But dragged along none the less, until she chose to part company with him.

Of course, Sacher was curious of one other thing. Angel smelled of unicorns. He only knew of one other vampire who smelled of unicorns. Because you see, if you only have passing encounters with the beasts, their scent upon you is only that of something sweet, and it is short lived. But if you are around them regular, the scent lingers and begins to carry a unique signature. Angel carried this scent. Which had him wondering if she knew the one he was supposed to be searching for.

((If I seemingly go poof for a prolonged period of time in the near future, my apologies. And if this does happen, I will do my best to return as fast as possible. Sometimes, life gets in the way.))

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