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sofia--rossi:
Sofia’s nose scrunched up at the cigarette, but didn’t make it obvious that she disapproved. It wasn’t her business what others did. “That sounds nice.” She smiled. “What do you do?”
“I’m a cop.” She responded simply.
sofia--rossi:
Sofia smiled softly, seeing that the woman possessed a similar, or maybe even the same ability as she did. “Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” Her brows furrowed, aware of the woman’s annoyance. “Is everything okay?” she questioned in concern.
“I’m fine.” She replied and lit a cigarette. “Just enjoying my day off.”
sofia--rossi:
Sofia approached the wolf, hardly hesitant to do so. She knew that her powers didn’t give her the ability to communicate with animals, but it made her less afraid to approach most, even if it could be dangerous. If she had to, she knew she could shift. But the glare that the wolf shot her caused her to be a little standoffish, not wanting to disturb the animal in any way.
Riannon groaned and sat up, turning back into her human form. “What?” She asked to woman, clearly annoyed at being disturbed.
sofia--rossi:
Sofia approached the wolf, hardly hesitant to do so. She knew that her powers didn’t give her the ability to communicate with animals, but it made her less afraid to approach most, even if it could be dangerous. If she had to, she knew she could shift. But the glare that the wolf shot her caused her to be a little standoffish, not wanting to disturb the animal in any way.
Riannon groaned and sat up, turning back into her human form. “What?” She asked to woman, clearly annoyed at being disturbed.
robiusbeidenell:
How long had it been since he’d left the house? Quite possibly much too long. Robius stared out at the snow, feeling it crunch under his boots. As his eyes fell on the wolf, he sighed, watching it glare at him. “Have I interrupted?”
Originally posted by eventhedevilwasonceanangel
She huffed at him and stood up, shaking the loose snow from her fur, then transformed back into a human. “I was enjoying some time to relax for myself.”
Riannon sighed and laid down in the snow, feeling perfectly content to sleep there for as long as she pleased. Only the sound on approaching footsteps woke her up and she practically glared at the intruder.
“I can’t find Umma.”
Originally posted by kiboum
“It’s okay. I’m a police woman, I can help you find Umma.” Riannon knelt down in front of the little girl, and showed her her police badge.
Sparky made a small grunt as the bag was slammed back but didn’t let xer stance falter. “So essentially you’re a professional badass. Damn.” Sparky cocked an eyebrow, “Ex-marine or ex boyfriend? Oof.”
“Ex-Marine, we’re still dating. He lives in Richmond still, but we make it work.”
“Can’t argue with that logic.” Xe spread xer feet, as if bracing for a real hit. Don’t stumble, or you risk getting hit again. “Alright, go ahead.”
“Oh shit, really? Guns are scary. Awesome. Uh, scary awesome.”
Riannon continued her barrage of hits on the bag. “Yeah, I wasn’t the best shot at my old precinct, gotta keep up practice you know? I was more known for physical confrontations and takedowns. The only person I’ve met who actually takes some effort to fight is my ex-Marine boyfriend.”
“Are you some kind of gay? Are you sad all the time? Do you wanna get paid to talk about how gay and sad you are? Stop by my new work and sign up for the Slam Poetry competitions!”
“Side note: we also accept poets who write about stuff other than being sad and gay, but, you know…write from your own experience right?”
“Maybe I’ll stop by and watch, but I’m shit at writing poetry, and my old boss used to say I’m not ‘crow friendly’.” She said, putting “crowd friendly” in air quotes. “I can put up a few fliers at work.”
“Wait, you work out by punching shit? Coolest. Roomie. Ever.”
“Occupies my mind so I don’t pull out a cigarette.” She said absentmindedly. “Hold it steady, I hit hard.”
“I also shoot crap. Maybe I’ll take you to the range sometime.”
“What do dogs have to do with this?”
“It’s an idiom, you idiot.”
“Aww. Do you think that will be my fault?”
“Maybe, I don’t really give a shit. Anyone who pokes a sleeping dog will get bit.”
“Christmas, Halloween, Thanksgiving, so many family holidays are coming, aren’t they?” He mused, walking through the town.
“Along with a spike in crime. More work for me and my coworkers.”
“So why don’t you want to play boxing match?”
“I don’t like holding back, and so far there’s only one person I don’t need to do that for.”
“So what’s the context? You wolf out on full moons?”
“Nope, don’t need a full moon, just do it whenever I want to.”
“Of course, because that makes total sense.”
“I guess context would help.”
