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Post by Night Wolf on Jul 25, 2011 19:23:57 GMT -5
Night Wolf walked into the entrance of the foyer of the institute to speak to one of the X-men. He had been invited to join them, but he still wanted to know more about them before he made up his mind. Ana had some issue with them, but she also enjoyed hurting other and hand an absolute hatred of all men other then himself. He was wearing his new suit that he had boughten for his date with Ana since Jamie had told him he would look better wearing it then his usual cloths. He was in a black button-up shirt, silverish gray vest and tie, sleek black pants, brown leather belt, and nice black dress shoes. The hilts of his knives were sticking out of either side of the lower part of his back, and he had left his guns back at Jamie's house so that he wouldn't scare or panic anyone who wasn't use to seeing them.
Night looked around the foyer as he waited for the person he was suppose to meet. He noticed many nice painting, statues, and busts scattered around the room in an organized, artistic way. He heard the sound of someone approaching him from behind after he had looked around for a short time. He turned around to see who it was that was heading his way. It was either someone who knew him or the person he was suppose to meet.
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Post by dom on Jul 25, 2011 21:39:21 GMT -5
Why Dom was the one meeting this new guy was beyond her. Sure, she didn't have anything better to do, but still... It was like they'd just dropped a lost pup in her lap and expected her to take care of it. Maybe it was an animal thing, because the guy was a bit... animalistic, and they felt Dom, being an animal shape-shifter herself, would somehow be the best choice to chat with the guy. Sometimes, Dom really didn't understand other people's logic.
None the less, a meeting was set up for later that day, so the guy could ask as many questions as he wanted.
Five minutes to the top of the hour, Dom excused herself from her duties, heading out to meet this investigator. The closer she got to the Foyer though... The stronger the scent. Obviously someone was up ahead, and they definitely smelled liked a wolf. But... That wasn't all of it. It almost smelled.... familiar? She couldn't put a finger on it, but the scent was almost nostalgic...
She picked up her pace a little, to find the source of this strange but familiar scent, and finally.... She saw him. She came to a stop only a few feet away, slowly blinking as she quickly examined him up and down. He didn't look that familiar... Still, something about those gray eyes.... What was it though? "You must be Night."
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Post by Night Wolf on Jul 25, 2011 22:02:14 GMT -5
Night Wolf looked over at the new comer and caught her scent. She looked familiar for some reason and her scent was the same. He couldn't figure out why she smelled so familiar, but he knew that she smelt like a fox. He could also tell by her scent that she was a shape-shifter more then just having an animal natured mutation like he did. He hoped her personality didn't match her scent, he had dealt with a few foxes before and they were always tricksters who never told the whole truth. This would be a headache of a trip if she was a fox-girl like her scent told.
" Yes I'm Night Wolf, but I guess it is fine if you call me by my real name."
Night said to her in a calm voice. " My name is John Wolfe, it is a pleasure to meet you and to have you meet me like this."
Night was still unsure about sharing his name since he had to be so careful about using it after he first escaped that place. They had sent people to hunt him down and drag him back and they always asked around for a name.
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Post by dom on Jul 25, 2011 22:25:38 GMT -5
Dominique knew her scent often made people (with heightened senses) mistrust her on first impression. After all, foxes had worked up a pretty infamous reputation for themselves. And so, when someone actually smelled like a fox, most people trusted their first instinct, which was to instantly assume she was just as tricky as the animals.... They'd be right.
Dom was going to introduce herself, when he suddenly said it'd be fine to use his real name... And then... Hearing those two, little words.... Well, Dom froze.
She didn't move, eyes larger then normal (if it wasn't for some self control they'd be as wide as saucers). The woman was sure. She'd heard him wrong. It wasn't possible. At all. Never in a million years.
"Wolf.... With an E?" Maybe, just maybe, this wasn't who it seemed to be. Maybe, just maybe, it was just Wolf, and it was a pure coincidence that the first name was the same.
She knew it wasn't though. This was John... After so many years... Now she knew why his smell was so familiar. It wasn't because of the wolf scent. It was familiar because... It was family...
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Post by Night Wolf on Jul 25, 2011 22:35:57 GMT -5
Night Wolf looked at her with a puzzled look on his face. How did she know that his last name ended with an e instead of just being plain wolf? She might have just seen it before, it wasn't a common way to spell it but it also wasn't extremely rare to find it either. She did seem like she had just realized something just then though which was even odder. She could just be playing some obscure fox trick though, what did wolves know of what foxes did for fun or think was funny?
" Yes it is Wolfe with an E at the end of it." Night said to her as he looked her in the eyes. " But shall we get back to why I am here? I talked to some woman named Vampira and she invited me to join some group here called the X-men. I don't know much about it and I don't want to just join a group if I don't know what they are all about. Mind filling me in on what it is you do exactly?"
Night looked the woman up and down slowly. She seemed like she heard him, but had something else on her mind. What was it this fox was thinking about?
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Post by dom on Jul 25, 2011 23:03:38 GMT -5
He... Didn't recognize her. Instantly her heart sank, but miraculously her face didn't show it. Did he even realize that he should at least recognize her a little? Apparently not.... But... Should she tell him? Would he even remember her? She doubted it...
"Well, John. You can just call me Dom. Dominique is a mouthful." She hide her heartache well, her voice giving away nothing. She didn't add her last name because.... Well if he didn't recognize her, then what was the point? No, she wanted to wait and see.... If he really was who she thought he was.
"What the X-men do? Well.... Quite a bit." She paused for a few moments, her thoughts still elsewhere, but she hid them well. "Obviously, we take in young mutants, and teach them everything they need to know to survive in this world. Hell, most of us were students at one point, and stayed."
"We stop mutants, and sometimes humans, who are trying to exterminate the other. We believe that this world is big enough for both Mutants and Humans, we just have to learn how to coexist.
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Post by Night Wolf on Jul 25, 2011 23:12:37 GMT -5
Night Wolf listened to her talk and he felt like the school wasn't such a bad place, but he had already gotten to the point that he was past what it could offer him. He was already doing what they did and since most of them were students before, he wasn't sure how he would fit into their group. He was also use to working alone for the most part as well, so how useful would he be if he was part of a group of others? He liked the idea of what they did, he just wasn't sure how well he would fit in with them. The name Dominique sounded familiar to him as well.
" I see, I'm not sure how well I would do with you then." Night said to her. " I like the idea of what you do, it is just that I'm not sure how well I would fit into a group of people who have known each other and worked together for so long. Also you said your name is Dominique right? I can't say way. but that name sounds familiar. I think it has something to do with my past, but I remember next to nothing that happened before my parents died and I was taken to this... this orphanage."
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Post by dom on Jul 26, 2011 0:52:35 GMT -5
"Not all of us were raised together. Like I said, just most. Besides, just because some of us were raised together, doesn't mean we don't welcome new comers. After all, we're a haven for any and all mutants."
God, she sounded like an advertisement. Why did they have to give near the same speech every time they had an investigator? "As for teamwork, there are random Danger Room sessions meant just to help cooperation." Though it doesn't always work that way.... A lot of times things turned sour.
Dom's expression was unreadable for several moments, before she smiled a little. "I shouldn't be surprised. It's been several years. At least you recognize my name, but it isn't very common so, makes sense." She paused for a few moments. "I'm sorry, you probably don't remember me, so I didn't want to... Confuse you."
How was she supposed to tell him? Say 'hey, you're my long lost cousin! Long time no see! By the way, you're supposed to marry me!'. Yeah, great idea. He'd think she was insane. Perhaps.... She could just... Ease him into it, not share everything right off the bat.
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Post by Night Wolf on Jul 26, 2011 1:12:09 GMT -5
Night Wolf looked at her. They knew each other before he had lost his parents? She knew things about his past? Would she be able to help him fill in the empty haze that was now his life with his parents? That place had tried it's hardest to erase everyone's memory of their former life, and they had almost succeeded with Night but he had managed to hold onto the emotions of his past if not the memories. If this was the Dominique from his past, then she was someone he was close to back then. All thoughts of the X-men left his mind as this new discovery came to his attention. He had to find out what he could from her.
" So you knew me in the past? The me before I went to that place? You remember my parents and parts of my past?" Night said as he placed his hands on her shoulders, his voice filled with eagerness. " If there is anything you can tell me, could you please tell it to me? We should catch up as well, I can't remember what we did together in the past but I remember we were close. So how about I take you somewhere we can eat and talk? It would be great to find out what had happened in the past, the good past."
Night was excited now, more excited then he had been in some time. He had always wanted to know about his past, but he never had the chance to talk to someone who knew. He waited for her to reply before he quickly and suddenly wrapped his arms around her and traveled them to an alley across from this nice restaurant that they could talk in some privacy in. He dropped to one knee and panted as soon as they got to the alley. He had traveled them so suddenly he almost forgot to brace himself against the side effects of it.
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