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tushanshu_ooc2016-01-17 10:17 pm
Midnight Hotel
She shook herself from nose to tail and stretched. Most of the patrons at the Hotel were used to the black, horse-sized creature that occasionally slept by the fire or tried to hide its bulk behind the front desk. Valdis yawned, showing off her rather large teeth and padded towards Anton's door. Her emerald green, intelligent eyes scanning the room for anything new.
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"I can't smoke or drink, but they get to keep pets. I need to complain to management."
Took him a minute to remember Shudder.
"Or I could just keep dodging the Man in Black and doing my own thing."
The second was the likely outcome. John enjoyed flipping off anyone in Authority, but it might be best to keep that activity to when Mr Shudder (or his creepy owl bird) wasn't watching.
Pouring himself a shot from his tea kettle, John tossed it back and saluted the wolf with the empty glass.
"May you piss happily on the things others love. Had a werewolf tell me that was a customary good luck saying. 'Course he was drunk off his furry arse, so take it as you will."
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I am a lady, Her indignant voice would ring in his head, And you, sir, are quite rude to even suggest such a thing.
It was a good thing Anton wouldn't respond to such a minor flux in emotion against his wards and Valdis was far more offended than anything else.
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A slow draw off his cigarette, and he grinned at the wolf as he began to shuffle the cards.
"Now, I know I've gotten the lecture from the Cryptkeeper about not going to war in this place. I hope that applies to you too. For future thought, I wouldn't try to tap into someone's mind uninvited. A lot worse than me would take that as an unprovoked attack, and I'm a nasty enough piece of work."
The cards slowed in his hands, the ace of clubs pinched between two fingers as he looked up and around.
"Must be a friend of the owner or all the stray things around here don't react to threats. Might also not go off what the victim perceives as an attack. Hm."
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A few moments later, she came back out of the room, wearing a simple dress and running her fingers through her dark hair as she walked barefoot across the floor, humming to herself. The man's scent wasn't as offensive now, but it was still sharp in her nose. Ignoring it, she swept past him and turned to drop into the chair opposite him, folding one leg over the other and settling back as if she owned the place.
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Violence would be an absolute last resort given what he'd seen of this place, but a wolf baring its teeth at him coupled with an attempt on his mind didn't bode well.
The cards were being shuffled through his clever fingers when the woman emerged instead of the wolf. Bit of a variation on the lady and the tiger, John mused privately. Didn't take a genius (or maybe just a supernatural investigator) to see the eyes, the coloration and make a general conclusion. If not, wow, he was going to have to issue the rare apology for calling a woman the less polite version of a female dog.
The display of ownership didn't help draw his conclusions along to elsewhere.
"Were you a bitch a few minutes ago or just a strange coincidence?"
No one would ever accuse John Constantine of being tactful.
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But she decided against it, not particularly wanting the distraction at the moment. She quit messing with her hair and delicately draped one arm across her legs, resting the elbow of the opposite arm on the arm of the chair.
"My name is Valdis, Dronningen av Hundene..." She swept her hand at him in an elegant gesture, an invitation to introduce himself, "You are?"
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While some men might have been taken in by her manner, by her beauty, John was not. Not yet anyway. He'd bedded a succubus and sometimes it was hard to compare. In his experience, a pretty face often meant a deadly creature behind it.
"Queen of dogs, eh?"
So he hadn't been too off with the bitch comment, but he wasn't about to bring that back up. It wasn't out of fear but more that he saw no reason to poke that hound with a pointed stick any further.
"John Constantine. Can't claim I have some fancy title. Just me."
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"Dogs," she replied, arching a brow, "Are pets who rely on humans. Hounds are self sufficient."
She didn't expect most people to distinguish between the two, but nonetheless, there were many differences between pet dogs and Hellhounds. For instance, most pet dogs couldn't kill you by tearing out your soul.
"It's a pleasure, Sir Constantine," she continued, putting on a smile, "How are you liking Keeliai? I trust the Hotel is meeting your needs?"
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"You clean up well and might be one of the prettiest birds I've seen in fur."
He sat up from his slouch, setting aside the papers in his lap to pour himself another cup of 'tea' from his pot. His dark eyes turned up to her as he picked up the cup and took a deep drink. Humans would catch the bite of whisky in the air, but John had to wonder if she would. Or what she was fully. Queen, well, he wasn't quite sure about that.
"There's no 'sir' to it. Liking it fine so far much anyone can be on the back of a giant turtle. Out of all the outcomes, I didn't see this one coming. So what do we do for fun on the back of a turtle? Thought I should ask."
A grin followed that, every bit as rakish as he could be.
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"Flatterer," she replied with a short laugh, "I don't believe any of us expected to end up on the back of a giant turtle, but we find ways to entertain ourselves. Though it might depend on your definition of fun." Some things she found fun would not match the definition of most people, such as irritating Yunxu.
She sighed lightly, "A few months ago we had a masquerade ball. There are occasional events that can be enjoyable. There is a landfall coming up, that should be interesting."