hazy shade of winter - january open post

[freelife]

[Another open post for both Evie and Nancy. Starters are in the comments, feel free to grab me at sheakespeare if you want something specific, or write your own starter, I'm not picky.]

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[ghoulaid]

He grins, carefully sliding the card in to one of his back pockets for safekeeping. Maybe she can't help him with legal troubles, but she still seems like a good person to call on when things get messy. Or good to call when things need to be made messy. Ghoul likes having contacts that are versatile like that.

"Ain't got a pretty card for you or anything, but if you wanna find me for some reason, just ask around for Ghoul." Well with a name like that, there's hardly a risk of mistaken identity. So that's. Something.

[freelife]

"Ghoul," she repeats, to make sure she has it. Easy enough to remember.

"Do all young wolves have such strange names now?" She has to ask. "I met another man, around your age, named Party." She's not sure if they know each other, she's just mentioning it. "Then again, I suppose vampires are the ones to talk."

[ghoulaid]

Oh, they know each other. Ghoul is powerless to stop the bitter face he makes in response to the name. "Yeah, I know that motherfucker." He's been a pain in the ass since day one, but nothing he can't handle. His name is definitely weirder than Ghoul's, in any case. At least his own is clever.

He smirks, shaking his head, "But, nah, pretty much everybody else here goes by normal names. Me and him are just special. And Evie ain't bad, y'know."

[freelife]

She nods. "Fair enough." So they knew each other. Lovely. Though it doesn't seem like the two get along well.

"Oh, I never said it was. It's a timeless name, I've found."

[ghoulaid]

It's nothing but typical wolf nonsense. At each other's throats one minute, palling around the next... sort of. Neither of them are the most mature or level-headed adults, but it's not like either of them wants the other dead or anything.

They make it work, much like how Ghoul is making this work despite the whole rival factions deal. "You know of any names I should watch out for? The weirder the better. Those're easy to remember." Because, surely, they can't all be nice over there.

[freelife]

She tosses her head back slightly, as she considers the question. "In what manner? Just good names?"

[ghoulaid]

"Bad ones. If you got 'em." He lifts a shoulder in a mild shrug, the corner of his mouth briefly quirking up in to a sly little smile. Good people and good things are nice and all, but he prefers having a leg up on the negative when he can.

[freelife]

"Fortunately, I suppose, I have nothing to report," she tells him. "But if anything relevant comes up, I'll seek you out." It wouldn't be too hard for her to find him, she was certain. Not with the sorts of contacts she had.

[ghoulaid]

"Aw, you're sweet." He's grinning again, and this time it's kinder even if it does only last for a few seconds. "Promise I'll try real hard not to bite you if we ever end up in a clap together."

[freelife]

"I think you're the first person ever to call me sweet." She smirks at him. She won't forget that.

"Good, I'd hate to have to kill you." Any trace of a smile is gone. But it's a warning- it means she likes you.

[ghoulaid]

Ghoul chuckles quietly, although it sounds a touch more bitter than anything else. "Yeah, I'd hate for you to do that too." He's got so much unfinished business.

"You gave me an idea for some homework. Guess I'll quit lookin' at your stuff and go do that." He turns after giving her a quick wave, retreating further in to East End's area. "See you later."

He's got a redhead to find.