;;quarter past

[David Josdoff]

((Open, but Luke is requested.))

David walked the sidewalk as if the hundreds of people around him weren't even there. To be honest, he didn't really notice them at the moment. he was too intent on recalling exactly where he and his friend had decided to meet up.
He could just call him.
But that took the fun out of testing his memory.

David walked across the street, angry shouts and honking horns drifting into his ears. Jaywalking was almost as bad as murder in some of these people's eyes. He ignored them, his hands stuck into his jacket pockets so that he didn't even take the energy to flip them off.

He reached the street where Luke had asked him to meet up, looking around for his long-time friend. Luke was a close to a best friend as David would ever have, he didn't like company.
But Luke had been a friend for a while.
Maybe not a good friend.

David grinned, Luke had always been able to convince him to do things that weren't exactly legal. If it weren't for Luke, David would never have any fun.
So really, he was a good friend by being a bad friend.

Now watching the people that walked past, David leaned against the closest building. Humans, more than anything, walked past. Unlike many nons, David had no problems with the humans.
His parents were both human.

David's sensitive nose picked up a delicious scent. A girl's perfume. Without realizing it, David's eyes immediately picked the girl out. A pretty brunnett, maybe about 19 years old. She didn't see him, but that was fine. He was just looking anyway. The streets were a bad place to try and pick up chicks.
He watched her.

[Lukas Anders]

St. Luthor was a large city - large, and thick with energy. There were hundreds of street alley's, more that you shouldn't walk through any time of the day if you didn't know how to defend yourself, there were your self-proclaimed gangsters, your criminals, your drug-addicts, your lost youths, your bums...
Where Luke was, anyway.

It was easy to take a wrong turn in such a large city, and wind up in trouble if you didn't know the area.
Luke had never had that problem.

Making an easy, athletic lope through one deserted, dark alley, ears pricked and keen to the noises around him, he padded almost silently across the uneven pavement, still moist from the thunderstorm hours before. A cat sprung from a nearby garbage can to a low roof nearby, and he had to resist the instant urge to chase it, keeping his dark nose down, and his paws in quick and graceful motion.

In his wolf form, Luke looked very much like a large, dark brown, fuzzy stray. Especially today, after a long run in the woods, when he was covered in mud and spotted with twigs and leaves. So long as he kept his knowing-gaze adverted and kept out of trouble, most rarely suspected anything out of the ordinary of a big dog.

He caught David's scent as he neared the street, and he wiggled his nose in excitement, quickening his pace. Dodging legs and following his sharp nose, Luke padded up to David and plopped his bottom onto the ground at his feet, staring up at the other Wolf with a cheery gaze, jowls spread and his tongue hanging out in a doggy-grin, tail wrapped close in fear of it being stepped on.

[David Josdoff]

Just as Luke had smelled David before he saw him, David had caught a wiff of Luke. He looked down in time to see the dog-like wolf plop down and grin up at him.

"Hey mutt." David said, cheekily. He leaned down, as if petting what most of the humans passing them would think of as a stray dog. Instead his hands never touched Luke, they stayed on his knees.

"You smell like the woods, ya know that? Why didn't you tell me you were going out?" David knew he sounded a little hurt. Well, why not. Luke coulda been nice enough to invite him.
Probably just didn't cross his friends mind.

"Where ya wanna go?"

[sorry 'bout the shortness. forgot how i wanted this to go.]

[Lukas Anders]

[<3]



"Hey mutt."

Luke's tail wagged idly, thumping against his backside in both a happy and lazy manner. His fuzzy head tilted to the side slightly, as he caught the underlying note in David's voice as he mentioned the woods, but Luke being Luke, he didn't catch on as to what it meant.

Too breezy and lofty of a creature, Luke was very much a loner at the best of times. Sure, he loved him his share of women, and he had a few friends now and then, and David was his best friend, and the one he saw most often of anybody - but Luke liked his solitude. So much, that he could little understand (or tried little to understand) how people could stand each other so.

Sure, he tried, but he would always be something of a social retard beyond initial introductions. There was a cool and impenetrable hard wall just beyond his easy-going and light-hearted ways. He was closed off to perhaps everyone but his best buddy - which in itself was the one reason why a flicker of remorse and curiosity of David's tones even flickered in the young Wolf's thoughts.

"Where ya wanna go?"

Luke rose, and gave a long doggy yawn, jowls stretching wide and revealing even rows of sharp, pearly white teeth, prime for shredding and mauling. Mouth closing and eyes bright, he gave a wiggle of his tail, and simply started off down the street, complacent in knowing David would surely follow..

[David Josdoff]

David stood back up as Luke yawned, hardly even glancing at the white sharp teeth. He saw past them, as if such strong scary teeth were normal to see.
And they were, for the most part.
Oh sure, even Wolf's had dental problems.

As Luke began to lope down the street, David followed. His hand went back into his pockets, his walk returned to that lazy step. As if he were in no hurry. He simply followed Luke down the street.

He didn't even wonder where they were going. For all of Luke's social ineptitude, his lackadaisical way of friendship, David trusted the other Wolf. He was his best friend, and had never purposely steered him wrong. David didn't have many friends, and was intent on keeping the best he had.

He walked through the people, ignoring them even as he brushed shoulders with them. He payed attention to everything around him, but seemed to be only watching the so-called stray in front of him.

[Lukas Anders]

Through the crowd, Luke knew David was following. And so, he kept going, dodging legs and bags and puddles, and finally rounding the corner of the public street to a residential offset.

It didn't take long from that point, to make it to the end of the road and pad up the stone steps of one of the apartments, all of them alike in almost a creepy, gothic, cookie-cutter resemblance. He rubbed his nose lightly against the door, light brown in color and fading with age and weather, but solidly built.

He glanced up at David, tilting his head toward the apartment - a building which would be new to David's eyes.
Hell - it was still new to Luke.

It was tough as nails to find a good pad in St. Luthor anymore - especially when it has to be overnight...

[David Josdoff]

David stopped beside Luke, his hands staying in his pockets, his demeanor seemingly uncaring. He looked up at the building, surprised to find he had no clue why Luke had brought him here.
Apartments?

St. Luthor was a crowded city. There was always new buildings being added in the residential district, but usually humans got first chance at them. There were simply way more of them.
Was this Lukes apartment?

"And....?" David let the word draw out, barley looking down at his best friend. He didn't have to, he knew exactly where Luke was and didn't have to keep checking on him visually.

[Lukas Anders]

Luke huffed out a doggy-sigh, and looked around them, using his nose more than his sharp gaze as he searched the desolate drive. Eventually, he looked back at the door.
A shimmer took over his form, the magic of what he was shifting and rearranging his body, paws extending, bones shortening and shifting. In a moment, a tall, lean young man stood where the wolf had seconds before, wearing nothing but a baggy pair of sweatpants and a scowl.

"And open it, goof."

He gave a half grin and turned the handle himself, padding into the darkness of the apartment - darkness that was no problem to his wolfish senses.

Luke flicked on a lamp, lighting up the small apartment. The small tiled entranceway gave way to a living room and kitchen on the left, and two doors on the right, one the bathroom and the other his bedroom. Luke made his way to the kitchen and dove into the fridge, surfacing with two beers and a square box of leftover pizza.

He set the items on the counter, propped the box open, and opened his own bottle.

"Hungry?"

[David Josdoff]

"How was I supposed to know?" David shot back, following Luke into the apartment. He grabbed the second bottle in one hand and a few slices of the cold pizza in the other before he plopped down on a chair.

David looked around the small apartment as he ate his pizza, analyzing. It was small and sort of dingy, but better than most places David had seen.
"This all yours, my friend?"

He glanced at Luke, raising his eyebrows as if there were much to claim in the apartment. He kept the rest of his face impassive, underneath he simply wanted to grin.
It's cool when a friend gets a new place.

"So where's your kennel at?"
David was a wolf just as much as Luke was, but being raised by humans gave him a slightly different perspective on the whole thing. He saw the world through human eyes the majority of the time, and loved to tease Luke about being a wolf.

[Lukas Anders]

"How was I supposed to know?"

Luke rolled his eyes, and gave a low chuckle, shaking his head and saying nothing. All was amusing if David was joking or not.

He paused to let his friend take in the small view of his new apartment, then nodded proudly, looking around with his own satisfaction.

"Yep. My very 'humble' abode."

Luke passed him a cheery grin, then moved around the counter to the living room, one hand closed around a beer and the other around two pieces of pizza, one flipped on top of the other to make a thicker pizza sandwitch. He took a large bite as he plopped onto the couch, back against the arm rest, spreading his legs out over it and before the small, turned-off television.

"So where's your kennel at?"

Swallowing his pizza and another chuckle, Luke shot David a wicked grin.

"In the back, just like you mother likes it."

[David Josdoff]

"Strange, your mother likes it out front so everyone can see."

David hardly even glanced at Luke, knowing without looking exactly how his face was. They'd gone through the banter enough times that they could both do it in their sleep, no doubt about it. David finished his pizza, still looking around. Finally he looked at Luke.

"How long do you plan on living here?"

The place wasn't terrible. Small, obviously affordable. Luke being himself, he would be able to live in this place a long time.
David wouldn't be able to. Maybe it was the part of him having been raised by humans, but he had trouble living comfortably in such a place too long.

[Lukas Anders]

"Strange, your mother likes it out front so everyone can see."

Luke barked out a laugh, shaking his head at his friend's reply. He and David could toss yo momma jokes with the best of them, and had been tricksters and pranksters since they'd met as children. Friendly banter was a way of communication for them.

"Like any other wolf I know," he said with a smile, stretching his arms over his head and relaxing slightly, unconcerned with the rest of the world.

"How long do you plan on living here?"

Luke looked around as well, though he didn't see what David must have. His little place was a bit cramped, but it was homely. It reminded him very much of a den - one which his wolf soul very much appreciated... so long as he got to run about outside and be free, too.

"I'm not sure. Whenever the money comes in, I suppose."
Luke gave a lopsided smile.

[David Josdoff]

David couldn't help but smile at Luke's laughter. As teenagers, David had practically lived to make Luke laugh. Not many other people had been willing to give the time of day to that squirt Davey, but Luke had. And when you are a teen, you tend to develop hero worship for your best friend. Especially one who would do almost anything for you.
"I'm not sure. Whenever the money comes in, I suppose."

"Speaking of money, would you like to make some?" David had been made an offer recently by some friend's of his parent's. Humans enjoyed hiring Nons for now and then body guarding jobs for benefits and such. David knew good money could be made.

[Lukas Anders]

"Speaking of money, would you like to make some?"

Luke's attention perked up at his friend's words, his head tipping slightly as he began to mull them over.
Money was hard to come by in St. Luthor these days. Between jobs and bills wasn't the best place to be. Discrimination against non-humans was illegal, but that didn't stop some people from finding loopholes. Luke had been out of work for a few days too long, now.

"What did you have in mind, brother?"

When David offered jobs, they could be from any sort. The pair had worked everything from legal to far from, from bouncers to salesmen.
What now?

[David Josdoff]

"What did you have in mind, brother?"

David's connection to humans often lined up various interesting jobs. Friends of his adoptive parents would often pull him aside at dinner parties and explain this 'problem' they had, or this need for 'some big strong guys'.

Some of the jobs were decent enough to speak about in front of his mother, but most he wouldn't even dream of mentioning.

The two Wolfs sitting in this apartment were not afraid to get their hands a little dirty for some quick easy cash.
Oh, they each had their limits. There were a few things neither would do, but they'd never been asked to do those yet.

"This old guy needs to get rid of his sons fiancée. He doesn't like her for some reason of another. Wants her kidnapped, her papers taken, and dropped off at a mental ward as a crazy homeless chick."

Ruining lives and relationships was not below them.