Thread: meetingwith Andrew (any nos welcome to jump in) 9/3

Andrew had been waititng for some time with no sign of anyone, then his phone began to Vibrate. Having quickly read the text he realised he found himself a completely different ball park...he pushed a few buttons to reply quickly.

t{ on my way}T

A few minutes later his motorbike tires crunched gently on the gravel of another parking lot. He winced at the sound it made. Even though this was not a surveillance he still disliked making more noice than necessary.

He scanned around the new field, much better kept than the last location. He took a moment to notice the different vantage points available and a small movement in the shadow of the digout caught his attention.

He walked around the edge of the stand, keeping his massive bulk easily in the shadows as he closed on the enclosure. He was open enough to approach respectfully but hidden enough that casual observers would notice nothing amiss. He kept an eye out for late night security and groundsstaff, but all appreared quiet as he approached the figure sitting in the shadows.

He removed his full face helmet. Letting the scarred features of his face be visible from the digout. He was uncomfortable being this exposed, but he was unfamilier with the local customs and did not wish to do anything that would marr this first meeting.

Elizabeth watched him move about. She continues to sit there and not make any move toward introducing herself. She is waiting to see what this young is going to do next. Slightly amused with her little game she smiles just a bit before going back to showing no emotion at all. It had been some time since she had played and she was going to enjoy what time she could.

Looking up at him as he approached she held the silence and stared at him. Doing her best she shows no emotion as she waits to see if he does or says anything.

"It is a beautiful night, even more so to find a new friend 'ere where it would be least expected. With your permission I would seek to join you, watching the night sky. Per'aps talk a little."

Despite his huge size and groteque face, his voice had an eloquent edge to it, the deep rumble is clearly enchanting, but anyone seeing him would be repulsed by his monstorus look. The slight egde of an accent lends his voice a further exotic flavour and it is clear that he is more cultured than his vile outward appearance would suggest.

Abigail is wandering around in her attempts to learn her new city. She sees movement near a ball field and approaches quietly remaining in the shadows. She stops far enough away to see and hear what is going on. She waits.

Watching him closely as he spoke she waits a moment before doing or saying anything. "Yeah, nice night. Friend? really? You don't know me and you assume to call me friend. Know what happens when you assume something?" She chuckles. Motioning to the bench she is sitting on "Take a load of. Let's talk. Seems we have a lot to discuss."

Turning at something moving by her feet she leans over a bit placing her elbows on her knees and watches the mouse. Not moving she stares at the mouse as he becomes still and looks at her. Finally she nods and whispers.

Looking over in the direction of Abigail she talks loud enough so she can hear. "Come child. No need to hide. It is not best to hide around me. Show yourself."

Looking at her squarely andrew replies.

"Well said Ma'am, but in my experience, anyone not trying to kill me or chase me out of town is rare enough to be guessed as a friend, But of course you are right, the night is yet young, n'est pas?"

He turned to watch the newcomer detach themselves from the shadows

"Have you done anything to deserve me running you out of town?"

She smiles a bit. "Relax. I am just messing with you. You have come to the right place. I am the speaker for our kind. What can I help you with?"