New and Interesting Smells [Open]

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella's been exploring since she's been given freedom to roam a zombieless ship again. Lots of strange new places to investigate, to smell, to look at.

Mostly to smell.

The werewolf's wandering all over the ship, investigating new smells and refamiliarizing herself with the conglomerate scent of "crew", now that it has a few new members.

It's also helping her relax. They're here with her. She is not alone. They're like a sort of almost-pack, and that helps her hold on. Things will be okay as long as she isn't alone. Her thoughts are a little agitated still, but she's adapting and moving on.

To anyone else's eyes, there's a wolf wandering around without any sign of a collar or other restraint. She seems calm.

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Finally it begins

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

Satori was drawn toward Bella's explorations by the feel of the mind of someone not human, a welcome change. She smiled when she saw the prowling wolf. A normal person may have mistaken it for random wandering, but she could tell what the wolf was up to.

"It must be difficult to grow accustomed to so many new smells."

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[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella looks up at the person addressing her, turning one ear off to the side.

"I must learn them. That is all. Smells that are part of the crew-smell," she explains.

"You are new," she adds simply, with a somewhat blunt but undemanding note of curiosity.

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

Ah, a talking wolf. Not that it makes much of a difference, in her case.

"I am." Satori bows politely in greeting. "Satori Komeiji of the Palace of the Earth Spirits, youkai and mind-reader."

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

"This one is Bella, Lupus Ahroun of the Get of Fenris," the wolf replies formally.

"What are these last two things you say?"

[thirdeyesighted.livejournal.com]

As usual, Satori opted to answer by example rather than direct information. "A 'mind reader' is someone who knows that you're trying to connect me to something called the 'Umbral' in your head right now."

[not_the_philistine]

. . . a wolf.

Goliath will fight a wolf if he has to, but with food so plentiful and no clan (or humans) to protect, there would be no reason for him to fight this one. Goliath observes the creature quietly. It would seem he is not the only pack animal that has awoken without companions of his own kind, so he thinks.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella's been following an unusual smell. Not human, and not anything else she knows.

That... whatever that is. That thing. It has to be the source of it.

The wolf pauses for a moment after seeing him before she speaks. "What are you?"

Her first instinct about things like this is usually "something bad that I should smash" but she's started to get better at that what with wall tentacles.

[not_the_philistine]

It talks. That's new.

"I am a gargoyle." His wings are folded across his chest, a display of non-aggression. "And I could ask you the same thing."

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella straightens up with blustering werewolf pride. "I," she replies a little haughtily, "am Garou. I have not seen you before so you are new crew," she adds. She seems to think this makes her in some way more important.

[not_the_philistine]

Posturing. He is well acquainted with it. His is a warriors' society too.

"I am Goliath." He stands where he is, doing nothing so much as looming at his full height of nearly 9 feet. "And you are correct. I awoke in the Statuary but a few nights ago."

He thinks of Wags.

"I have already met one of your kind."

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

"Pika!" Pikachu hadn't met the wolves yet. Saying hi seemed as good an idea as any. He had grown used to the slight smell of ozone surrounding him, but perhaps a wolf's nose might have had a little more trouble with it. The smell of lightning was good to Pikachu, mostly because lightning storms and their like helped recharge him.

"Pika?"

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella flattens her ears at the uncomfortable smell, wrinkling her muzzle some.

"What are you, creature?" she asks him bluntly, fur prickling up. She vaguely remembers something about him and lightning from the big fight with the zombies, but she was largely busy with her own affairs.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

"Pikachu." That seemed to answer that question.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

She accepts that as an answer, though she has no idea what it means. She'll pretend she does, though.

"You stink of a storm," she says.

[friend-of-samus.livejournal.com]

Nodding at that, Pikachu let his cheeks glow and sparks zip off of him to demonstrate why he smelled the way he did. It didn't help that they weren't in a forest where he could have the scent of the woods and berries and water also hang off of him. Still, there was something to be said for the strange smell of a fresh storm coming off the Pokemon. It was one of the few things reminding Pikachu of the nature he left back home.

[thekohakuriver.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a wolf, and it certainly didn't smell like one, but Haku's dragon-form has very long teeth, arranged as a wolf's might. He was just settling down for a nap, curled around and around himself in wide, shining coils. Bella might have seen him sooner, but he'd made himself obvious in showing off said teeth with a wide, relaxed yawn.

An inhalation of deep-voiced bellows, followed by a soft snort. Haku smells you, wolf.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Haku's most likely picking up the unusual dual nature of spirit and physical form that the Garou has, her native shape being even genetically indistinguishable from a common grey wolf.

Bella pauses at the display of teeth, tempted to return it, but errs on the side of caution and ducks her head a bit in a show of how she is not a threat. She's learned a bit since waking up, it does no good to go picking fights with others in the crew.

"Hello," she says, her own nose twitching at Haku's smell. She can't quite place it... and why does she think of running water?

[thekohakuriver.livejournal.com]

A long green staring across the distance between. A tense moment, like a snake coiled to strike, then the dragon relaxes, slowly. A talking wolf, well that was nothing too terrible. Like a calming goose, scales rippled and fell flat while his head came up from the coil, a subtle expression of non-threat.

"Hello," the reply in a voice that only passably resembled the river's other form's. That sinuous turned his head to examine her with one eye, then the other, "Who are you?"

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

"This one is Bella, Lupus Ahroun of the Get of Fenris." She's stopped offering rank along with that, it doesn't seem to matter to anybody anymore.

"Who are you?"

[thekohakuriver.livejournal.com]

Haku cocked his head, like a curious dog. A formal creature?

"The god of the Kohaku River," He intoned, cautiously adding, "I am called Haku, by some. What are you seeking?"

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

Javert, also prone to wandering, knew enough to recognize a member of his team out and about. He had never been much of a socializing man, but he had enough manners to stop and nod hello. After all, as far as his team went, he very nearly liked Bella.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

Bella recognizes her team's leader and wags, lowering her head as he acknowledges her.

"How are you, Sir?" she says, wagging a little bit. Bella likes Javert as well as Bella really likes anybody on the ship. He is Alpha of the team, so she listens to him.

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

He makes a rough noise in the back of his throat, weighing his response. She's his subordinate; he need not trouble her with his dilemmas.

"I am well." He pulls long-unused social skills into service. "I trust you are, as well?" He sounds stiff and awkward, asking.

[withteethbared.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Bella nods. It's a strange movement for the wolf, but she's picked it up. "I have a new axe but I do not have a suit anymore because of the monsters. I am all healed now though."

Bella's job in life is very simple. As long as she can successfully beat the hell out of anything threatening her and the people she's loyal to, she's happy.

[asluciferfell.livejournal.com]

"Good. I prefer to have my team at full strength." Javert's goals reside somewhere close to Bella's; as long as he can preform his duty, he's content. This is likely the reason he respects Bella; he understands her.