In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 91):


Reid just stares incredulously at her, his knees a little weak as he's trying to comprehend everything.  "What's that supposed mean?" he says, touching his face and horns while looking trying to understand what's happened to him.  "What happened to me?" He felt...OK, if a little weird for now casually, almost casually, speaking with this woman who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.  He wasn't hurt, not really, but was having flashbacks of the last man who was running away when Reid mauled him, literally mauled him into a pasty smear on the road.  He put a hand to his side where he had been slashed by one of the men...no, men weren't right.  They weren't men.  They were something else.

/OOC  A little pedantic maybe, but with a name like Yelena, does she have an accent? (would place her as American or foreign) Is she blond, brunette, redhead?  Tall or short? Does she have long hair, or short?  Skin tone?  What color eyes?

Shes Brunette Speaking with a russian accent  Shes of average height &  weight


She looks to him with empathy  and compassion   "Millenia ago my Ancestors exterminnated your people I feel obliged to aid in their rebirth"

In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 93):

Reid again looks around, still trying to process everything that just happened.  He can hear the sincerity in her words which calms him down a bit.  Still, he was just attacked for no reason so he's still on edge.

Nodding at her explanation Reid decided he needed to trust someone and she hadn't attacked him yet.  "OK, you'll need to explain that that more later but what do I do now?" he asks, emphasizing his current form with his hands, his voice still a bit guttural because a bull's mouth is not designed for human speech. Running around as a 14ft tall minotaur would draw just a bit of attention.

"A little relaxation should do the trick its not relaxing physically but in time you should get the hang of it"

Reid looks at her like she's crazy
 Relax? Now? He snorts, shaking his head. Relaxing may not be in the cards just yet but he can calm himself. His heart has been hammering in his chest since the fight. Taking some deep breaths he works on brining his heart rate under control.

Relax? Ugh...after a few moments he sort of felt his anxiety pass, since no more threats have emerged and Yelena here hasn't tried anything funny yet

In a bit he's ableto retake homid (Your now eligible to to buy primal urge talent

Almost without thought, the mental relaxation caused Reid to shift back, bones crunching and snapping, muscle and tendon warping and flexing as he returned to his homid form.

The exquisite pain and joy of it hit him all at once and he staggered for a moment before gathering his legs beneath him to steady himself.  He looked, wide-eyed at Yelena as he checked himself out, then was suddenly self conscious as he realized he was buck naked, his clothes having torn off when they couldn't accommodate his extra large minotaur frame.  "I'm um...ah, go8ng to need some new clothes apparently." He said, almost sheepishly.

"I'd say so I can help on that and on ritually dedicating your new clothes so they wont be torn by transformation"

Reid looks confused. "I understand the words but you'll need to explain that later."

Standing naked on the sidewalk Reid looks back the way he came having realized he has a problem. "When I...changed. My wallet and ID must have fallen on the ground at the sheriffs car. How am I going to explain this? What, ..." his complains degenerated into intelligible sounds. "Well I need to get out here before it gets anymore wierd."

She nods and calls a limo on her smart phone."We'll make do with a towel for now... or just thought of it you could see if the clothes of one of the dead thugs fit you"

Looking over toward the street, vague, imperfect memories of the fight ran through Reid’s head."That's a mess, none of those clothes would be worth putting on. Besides, the deputy I was riding with is probably there calling for backup. " sighing in defeat. "A towel it is.

She helps him wrap a towel around his genitals if naught else "When we arrive we'll get you some new clothes

In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 103):

Reid nods in appreciation as he wraps the towel around himself.  He was never one to be shy but for some reason, standing naked with a stranger just seemed, out of the ordinary.  When the vehicle arrives he joins her inside wondering where today is going to take him.  "You know, this was not what I was expecting to happen today."  He says thoughtfully as he watched the city roll past the windows before turning to take her in and really appraise her for the first time.

She's well dressed, russian, or at least that region based on her accent, and didn't run away from him.  "So tell me, how did you become my guardian angel and how did you find me?" he asks, probing for some information about his would-be savior.  For some reason he just found it highly unlikely she was just "hanging around" the block waiting for him.

"Some theruges were alerted to the iminent return of your people I'll get us a hotel room and some clotheds for now

"Theurges" Reid things to himself as he mulls over the term as they continue their ride.  Another word he's familiar with but missing context in how she uses it. "Well, regardless of how you found me, Thank you. I still don't understand what's going on but I feel you'll be filling me in once in a more secure location.  I'm going to have to figure out how to get my wallet back and some sort of explanation to the sheriff's office over what happened.  It's going to be all over that Deputies body and dash cams."    Reid still didn't know if he could trust her, she might be taking him to a secret government black-site for all he knew.  He's seen those movies and they never end well.

Reid will also give her his apartment address.  Maybe save her from having to buy clothes unless that's too risky at the moment.

"Your wallets going to have to have to be given up as lost we'll help you replace your identification  you might want an alias"

"Without a key the address is alomost worthless"

"I can call and cancel the credit cards and phone but I'm more worried about what their dash cam footage is going to show of what happened. It's going to show a giant, whatever I turned into mauling those biker dudes."

"That would be an issue I'll  talk with some theurges"

In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 110):

Reid nods, his mind spinning with everything that just happened. "Ok.  You also mentioned an needing an alias?  Like with fake papers and all that?  I wouldn't even know where to begin."

The ride has been uneventful to this point.  Reid had only ever been in one fight in his life and today he wiped out several people, he killed them, turned them into pasty bits on the street and gored one to death.  He felt them die in his hands and the worst part was, he didn't feel bad.  They attacked him so logically he shouldn't feel bad but he expected to feel something.   Now this, strange mysterious woman who knows more than she lets on.  It's like he fell right into the middle of a novel or action movie.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:53, Mon 11 Dec 2023.

"We have some experts who will help you fake a birth certificate"

In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 112):

Reid just sort of stares at Yelena, not quite sure how to process the fact she just nonchalantly mentions having experts to handle fake Ids.  "I see" he says, not without a bit of trepedation.  "So this is that serious?"

snorts "Id say  so most off us get fake identification at some point" they arrive afteer a lengthy hour they arrive  at hotel room and the limp slows to a halt"

In reply to Capricious Wyld (msg # 114):

Stepping out of the Limo he nods to her, not knowing where they're heading yet. "Ladies first" he says, mulling over her statement and still trying to process everything that's happened.

she lead's him into the hotel room its moderatelly fancy but hardly the swankiest in existence




Theirs clothes allready there.