Coffee and conversation [rp for lookoutearth]

[adreamtorise]

It was crazy to make a coffee date with a boy that lived in Cincinnati...unless the one making the date was Anne Forsythe.

Calmly making the date and getting the address from Aaron via e-mail, Anne packed a small suitcase with the confidence of a woman who knew that somehow, the universe was listening. Her plans were set in stone, her future certain even if she wasn't aware of the details.

So it was that Monday morning came, and with it the call from the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. They were interested in doing a spread for Playboy, especially after the wonderful photo spread that had just come out this week, and wouldn't that be a lovely followup?...

Having posed in the Rock 'n Raunch spread, it was only logical Anne head out with a photographer in tow to take some pictures and meet about the possible article.

She booked her flight, easily making time for the Tuesday coffee meeting since she didn't have to be in Cleveland until Friday. Arriving in the morning, she found her hotel with little trouble and did a little sightseeing before she headed for the address she'd been given. She was a few minutes early, as she expected to be, but instead of going in to order she waited outside for Aaron. After all, if she went in he might think she hadn't shown up, and that wouldn't do at all.

Besides, the weather was just lovely...almost reminded her a little bit of Boston.

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[lookoutearth.livejournal.com]

Aaron had been sheltered most his life from those outside his clan, so it was exciting for him to meet such an interesting and beautiful woman that shared something with him. He was genuinely interested in getting to know her, even with his instincts clawing away at him inside.

He leaned his head against hers for a bit, then chuckled lowly. "Hulk Hogan and Happy Jack, eh? Nice choice of names." He beamed down at her, "I wish I had animals of my own, I just can't find the right one for me."

When they reached the park, Aaron pulled her with him to a bench near the lake. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders casually, "Have you met a lot of werewolves? I have to admit, I'm a bit sheltered. My clan is really all I know."

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Settling in beside him, Anne lifted her head but let her side rest comfortably against his as she stared out across the water with a thoughtful pout.

"A few...none of them particularly nice meetings." she replied honestly. "There's a powerful werewolf clan that's a sworn enemy of all the families among my kind, the Guardians of the Stones they call themselves. Old, powerful, arrogant." Glancing over at him, she smiled and patted the arm he had draped casually around her shoulders.

"Not to fret, you don't smell anything like them." she assured him brightly. "What about your family? Tell me more about your clan."