Yule Shoot Your Eye Out[CLUB]

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The snow was coming down in a soft blanket and enveloping the woods in a gentle blue glow.

This was Vieve's favorite part of winter. Before she became a werewolf, snow was what taught her magic existed. She could go to sleep and then wake up in a completely different world.

The young teacher was barefoot, wearing a pair of white camo pants and a tight, black t-shirt. She was missing her hat, though, and her dark hair was sticking out at odd angles from a half-bun that revealed a tattoo on the back of her neck of a raven.

She was shoveling off some of the graves even though the Shape-shifters non-anonymous meeting was supposed to start soon. She wasn't expecting a large turn-out with the weather. Those who could shift whenever they wanted didn't always see the glory of taking off their clothes and running through the snow for hours.

She sighed, her breath hanging in the air, resting her chin on top her hands as she held the shovel, her head cocked, because she was quite certain she heard the gentle crunching of snow that meant some of her students were on their way here.
 

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Zachary entered the forest for the first shape shifters non-anonymous meeting. He had only heard about it through hearing other speak about it. Other shape shifters that had heard about it from, presumably, other shape shifters. He figured he would check it out to see what it was all about. After all, hi status as a werewolf wasn't exactly prohibited from discussion, only the specifics of his cause for being there and things like that. Through the grapevine (literally, that was the name of the application on his phone) he had found that a second member of his old pack was here on the island. Though the meaning wasn't clear, he was sure it had something to do with the nature of his knack for getting into trouble.

He didn't conceal himself, didn't sneak, simply walked to the clear area where he saw the teacher holding the shovel. Attractive, if not a little strange given the snow on the ground. Oh how he hoped she wasn't planning on having them take turns shoveling snow. It was cold, he could feel it through the combat boots on his feet, through the fur-lined black hide pants that he wore, the black fleece he wore on his torso, and his trademark black trench coat. The obsidian ring on his left thumb had started to get freeze a bit and he could feel the cold metal starting to bite. His human form wasn't great for dealing with cold environments, but he had dressed as warmly as he could. He simply took the ring off, putting it in his pants pocket and sliding on rabbit fur-lined gloves before he reached the teacher.
"Um.. this is the club meeting, right?" He asked.
 

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"Um.. this is the club meeting, right?

Vieve turned her head towards the young man. Male. Young. Not one of her regulars. She hadn't seen him before, but that didn't surprise her. Though she received a lot of records to go through, she didn't receive all of them, and since her classes weren't mandatory she knew what kind of students to expect to show up. They were usually desperate.

"Yeah, for what it's worth," she said, leaning the shovel against the tree nearest to her rather than the grave.

She took a step towards the young man and extended her hand. Her fingernails were short, but well-trimmed, and her palms had pawprints tattooed on them.

"I'm not sure what kind of turn out we'll get with the weather tonight," she said. "I'm Genevieve Corbeau, but please, call me Vieve."
 

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He smiled at her introduction. It was true that it was cold but if there were other Garou here they shouldn't have cared... except the glass walkers.. they were wimps anyway for the most part. Still, he was surprised the see the lack of club members there.
"I'm Zachary Korios, though I'm not officially part of the club. I heard about it listening to others and thought I would check it out." He explained honestly. The whole situation wasn't horrible or anything and it gave him a chance to meet someone new.

He took her hand, noting the pawprint tatoos. Where he came from that meant something, though he seriously doubted this girl was a Red Talon. Nevertheless he decided he would stay on the side of caution and assume that she was.
"I know we just met, but in the nature of cutting to the chase, I'm curious as to what kind of shifter you are." He stated with a smile, knowing full well it opened him up for a similar question.
 

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"I'm Zachary Korios, though I'm not officially part of the club. I heard about it listening to others and thought I would check it out." She shook his hand and her grip was firm, but not over-powering. Vieve was not one for shows of strength,.

Zachary," she noted and stored the name in the back of her brain, memorizing details and scent. Vieve hadn't forgotten a name in almost fifteen years. "Do you prefer the full name or do you go by Zach?"

She glanced around the clearing, dropping her arms back to her side, and tried to figure out the best way to explain the club. She said, "It's very informal. We don't have rank, we don't have packs, clans, or prides. It's a meeting on the full moon for tradition and as a homage to our cousins who were--and still are--hunted on this night. We live in one of the only places in the world where it's safe to admit our differences, our powers, but everyone on this island still embraces the same illusion. This club is about dropping the illusion. It's about acceptance."

She said "safe" with the tongue of someone who'd been in enough wars to know how little weight that word really carried.

She grinned again, shrugging her shoulders. "It's all very hippie-sounding in theory but I can assure you, there's no hand-holding and only minimal Hi my name is Vieve and I'm a Werewolf shit."

She felt under-dressed compared to him and Vieve felt a tang of kinship over the jacket. She wasn't sure why, but she'd always had a thing for trench coats. She preferred her own jacket, biker-style leather piece that had its own share of bloodstains, but she'd left it at home tonight. She always did.

"I know we just met, but in the nature of cutting to the chase, I'm curious as to what kind of shifter you are."

She liked his phrasing, liked his directness, and there was something wicked in the flash of her teeth that revealed that.

"Nothing too exciting. Werewolf, the hereditary kind. Had the right genes locked in the family cesspool.Wasn't much of a surprise when I turned since my old man was one, too, but we're not sure how far back it goes beyond that." She gave the short version of her history. She didn't ask him about his own, but there was a lilt to her shoulders and head that she allowed to indicate she'd listen if he chose to share.
 

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"Werewolf"

The word echoed through his head. The way she had said and explained it meant that she wasn't Garou. Never mind the lack of kinship he felt with her, it was a foregone conclusion that when introducing oneself, Garou always referred to themselves as Garou. He was a little disappointed, but mostly because he had allowed himself to get his hopes up. The Garou nation didn't really have any presence here on the island. Still, he decided it might behoove him to simply forgo the traditional greetings.
"I'm a werewolf too." He said simply and with a smile. He didn't want to cover the explanation on spirits, gifts, the five forms, or any of that so he just left it at that. If asked to prove it he could and that was good enough.

Up to that point he had been relaxed, but something caught his attention. He canines were a little longer than normal, indicative of lupine descent. It was a trait Garou and other shifters often used to identify kinfolk. Secondly, he phrasing of the word "safe". Something about the way she had said it was indicative of the relative uncertainty that word always brought. Finally, something about her Gait indicated she had some amount of combat training. She could just as easily have been a ballerina, but it was more likely that she was...
"Are you by any chance a fighter or soldier of some kind." He asked.

She said the place wasn't about building a pack, but if she had combat training that made her a potential, at least insofar as he was trying to recruit. She could of course always refuse, but he wasn't really going to ask today. If she answered yes, with only the two of them there it was a perfect opportunity for a sparring match.
 

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"Are you by any chance a fighter or soldier of some kind."

Vieve didn't hesitate. There was no obvious tell. Her smile stayed exactly the same.

"No," she said.

She was honest about being a shifter. It was one of the first things she told new students when she scoped them out in the halls. On more than one occasion, she'd changed and put a new shifter in his or her place until they had a better grip on their powers. For other students, the shy types, she'd changed and they'd relaxed, because nothing says chill out like a monstrous-sized wolf getting a belly rub.

But Vieve was not honest about her life outside of the island. Her status, her training, her missions...it was outside, this--she-- was inside.

"My best friend was, though,"She said. "Was because that crazy SOB got yanked out in the middle of some battle by some mid-level Daemon and zapped halfway across the world. Let me tell you, the benefit of heredity shifting? No wolf pelt to yank off your skin to drop a Polish girl in the middle of the Russian wilderness. "

She chuckled, a dry note that made her sound older, more like the teacher she was supposed to be, but it was gone quickly. "No hun, I'm a lover, not a fighter. "

Her green eyes met his for a second and her lips curled into something like a smile. "If you're asking, I'm willing to make a safe bet that you're one, or at the very least, looking for one."

There was that word again.

Safe.
 

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He thought it strange, her answer, but she didn't get any immediate signs that she was lying. Her heart didn't speed up, and he was checking closely for all the signs that she might be lying. It meant that either he was wrong, or she was very very good. Nevertheless he chalked it up to incorrect assessment and smiled.
"Me? I'm a fighter and a lover." He took a step closer to her, though made sure not to make any threatening gestures.
"And as for what I'm looking for, I suppose a fighter would be fun, though a lover seems even better." He added, though he had stopped moving any closer mostly because there wasn't really any more room for him to move, he stood face to face with her. The story about her friend was intriguing, but he worked with things like that all the time. Naturally he figured the lack of reaction might give that away, but since he wasn't exactly hiding that it didn't matter to him if she figured that much out.
"So would you happen to think of yourself standing somewhere on the line of what I'm looking for." The conversation had turned very quickly, but that was fine with him, though he figured the worst that could happen was a scolding, perhaps some yelling. Though he didn't have very high hopes of things flowing in the other direction, it was still fun to flirt.
 

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So would you happen to think of yourself standing somewhere on the line of what I'm looking for?

They were standing face to face and though Zachary was tall, so was Vieve, leaving the two at eye level. The wind picked up and the lose pieces of hair around the side of her face fluttered. She parted her lips and her breath hung in the air for a solid moment.

"Heh," Vieve didn't back down, keeping her shoulders squared and her posture the same. "It wouldn't be any fun if I told you now, would it?"

She crossed her arms briefly, rubbing her fingers across her bare arms, and it was the first indication that Vieve might be cold. The sensation passed quickly, but the goosebumps didn't, and her fingertips had already started to turn blue. The air around them smelled heavily of wolf and her perfume.

"I guess we're it for the turn out," she said, "so do you want to get this show on the road?"

She dug her toes into the snow. Somewhere, further off in the distance, an elk bugled.

Vieve had a very different idea of light refreshments than the catering department.
 

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He smiled as they stood face to face.
"It wouldn't be any fun if I told you now, would it?" She had said.
Was that an invitation to find out? He shrugged mentally, but made no outward movement until she dug her foot into the snow on the ground.
"I guess we're it for the turn out, so do you want to get this show on the road?"
"I thought you'd never ask." He said with a smirk, completely misunderstanding her words as he leaned in to kiss her. It had been his way as of late, kissing random girls and seeing how they would react, then again he figured it would catch up with him someday. He didn't hear the elk in the distance, not with his human hearing. He hadn't shifted any part of himself or made an effort to listen so naturally he had no idea what she was talking about.

As he leaned in he briefly considered the what he was doing, and then decided it was worth it. Besides, it wasn't like there was anyone else around to watch.
 
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