.:Midnight.Prowl. [Open]

[Laos Zukov]

It was late at night but this little daredevil did not fear the darkness or any of the creatures that may be lurking beneath its veil. An apex predator does not scan its surroundings for danger, instead, it embraces it as a challenge and that's exactly what was happening here. It was not common for a young beautiful lady to trek the dark, ominous streets of Essex at this time, not even for men, yet here she was jogging in the shadows. It had been a long day at her adoptive parent's dojo with not much action going on, she needed some activity. Needed it almost as much as she needed to breathe.

This was Laos, a highly hyperactive young woman. But she only looked young. Laos has been around since the times of the cold war, and she was a highly trained killing machine. Laos' passion did not reside in killing, but on fighting, rendering her opponents into submission and surrendering. Although it would not give her the thrill of the kill which she so dearly coveted, it would keep her calm. Her need for the full hunt was satisfied whenever the agency called her in for duty. Right now, fighting would do the trick.

Despise a harsh past and being a highly trained individual, Laos still kept a fun, mischievous personality, but that could quickly change to that of a dangerous, fierce beast if called for it. Laos was an MMA fighter and current bantam weight champion. Lithe but fit as fit can get and yet delicate and graceful...like a tigress. But before joining the MMA rink, Laos was and still is an underground fighter, where fights lack rules and are less fair, but all the more exhilarating.

Her adoptive parents ever so caring tried to pull her away from the darkness and savageness of her spirit and taught her the peaceful ways of kung fu, which seemed to help her but not ease her desire of confrontation. Laos knew they worried about the illegal fighting so the MMA was the perfect disguise. She did not like making the worry, they already worried enough whenever she was on duty.

Laos stopped, panting. Boy was she tired. Just like a tiger, endurance was not her thing, but massive bursts of energy for short periods of time, that's all she really needed. Something caught her attention though, it was awfully quiet. Deep hazel eyes scanned the darkness. Was she alone? It seemed there was no one around yet something felt off. Her lips curled into a mischievous smile, whoever was up at this time of the night, in this part of town, couldn't be up for anything good. Just what she had been looking for...

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The first night or two after a full moon were always a little rough for Aleks. The night-time forced shift always knocked his body clock off, and it tended to take him a couple of days to get it back on schedule again. As a kid he had hoped that he'd outgrow that. That as he got older, he would get used to it and not have to struggle through a couple of days of trying to correct his sleep schedule again. Alas, no luck. It seemed to be a burden that he was lumbered with indefinitely. He kept his hopes up that it wouldn't always be this way, of course, but as the years passed on it seemed to be becoming more of a vain hope.

After two hours of tossing and turning and utterly failing at being able to drift off, Aleks gave up and climbed out of bed. He didn't bother with a shirt, just pulling an AC/DC hoody on over his torso, before wiggling into a pair of jeans and slipping on the nearest pair of sneakers. Before he left the apartment he checked on Trouble and Tinker. Predictably, the ferrets were curled up sound asleep in the hammock in their cage. Lucky beggers. After stuffing his cell phone and keys into his pocket, Aleks left the apartment complex and stepped out into the cool night air.

Aleks knew it wasn't particularly wise to wander the streets alone in the middle of the night, but he wasn't sleeping and he hoped that a stroll and some fresh air might tire him out a bit so that he wouldn't be a complete zombie in classes tomorrow. Besides, he knew he was safer out here than the average human; he could out-run most of them without really trying, if need be. That wasn't to say he didn't still feel a little anxious, of course. He was still adjusting to life on his own without his pack, and running solo never settled very easily with his kind.

Not paying much mind to where he was going, Aleks wandered into the less than reputable side of town. The rational part of his mind told him to just turn back and head for home, but he never really had been one to listen to ration. A few more minutes out wouldn't hurt; he could easily turn back if he started to feel more uneasy. It wasn't long before a strange scent caught his nose; not human, but something else. He couldn't quite place it, but it was close. Curiosity got the better of him and he followed the scent, eventually tracing it to its source about half a block away. There he saw a woman with her back to him, looking like she was panting slightly. He kept a safe distance from her as he spoke, his voice quiet but hopefully just loud enough to be heard. “Uhhh, hello? Are you okay, ma'am?”

[Laos Zukov]

Laos stopped, panting after a long jog, or perhaps not that long. She wasn't the best when it came to endurance. It was on her genes after all, no large cat was good with endurance. Prey are good with endurance, not predators. In her panting, she felt something approaching. Now...what was that upcoming presence? Laos looked to be young, around 23 years old, but in reality she was pretty old, she was in fact 71 years old and with age comes experience and mastering of one's skills. She was very perceptive and had quite the sensitive senses...and right now she smelled: dog.

Are you okay, ma'am? Laos smiled to herself as she turned to look at the approaching man. He was the dog, it was pretty clear to her. He had to be a shape shifter or a werecreature, but she was going to play it as if she didn't know. And boy oh boy, she liked what she was seeing. This was one handsome piece of man. Laos was not fond of canines, but if one was this good looking...perhaps exceptions could be made.

The young lady slipped her hands in her hoodie's pockets and offered him a smile. Her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief and lust. "Yes I am. Thanks for asking." She said turning her body to face him. He wasn't mean or evil, her instincts were not making her tense. If there was something she knew never lied was her instincts. "What brings you out so late at night?" She asked nicely, rather curious. "You know, it's not very safe out here. " He didn't seem like much of a fighter. "Are you lost?" She asked getting a little closer to him.

Gosh he was hot. "It's dangerous for a handsome young man like you to venture the darkness alone." She said with a little mischievous smile. Laos walked a circle around him, like a predator prowling before stopping in front of him once again. "Yet you approached me so carelessly." She said taking a step closer to him. "How do you know I'm not dangerous?" She said playfully, despise her harsh past, Laos was quite the playful femme. "Don't worry I won't hurt you." She said giving him a little flirty smile.

Laos was already imagining all sorts of things. It was as if the kitty inside of her had found a new ball of yarn...and she was oh so excited about it...specially for such a good looking one.

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The woman appeared to be about his age, maybe a couple of years older at most, but over the years Aleks had learned to never take physical appearances for granted. There were beings in this world that were centuries old but wore the faces of children, and the fact that he couldn’t work out exactly what this woman was unnerved him. There was something there, something vaguely familiar, but it was clouded by something else that he did not recognise. As the woman confirmed she was okay Aleks met her smile with a small one of his own, doing his best to mask his anxiousness. Then the woman turned to face him, and he got the scent. Cat.

Despite his naturally deeply ingrained dislike of the smell, Aleks managed to avoid wrinkling his nose. He always tried to withhold judgement of others, even if they were cats. Supernaturals had a hard enough time as it was; he didn’t want to add to that, if he could help it. Her scent was strange, though. The cat was muddled by something he could not figure out, and the complete lack of a clue about it was a frustrating feeling. When she asked why he was out here and if he was lost, Aleks gave a small shake of his head. “No, ma’am. Just had some trouble sleeping. Thought going for a walk might help settle my head down, y’know?”

As the woman got closer and started to circle him Aleks tensed, but tried his D*mnedest to appear nonchalant. He knew it wasn’t wise to act skittery in front of a cat. If she was a common street moggy he could easily take her in his other form, but her human form looked built for fighting and he certainly wasn’t. That wouldn’t stop him trying if it came down to it, though. While he was generally opposed to fighting he had no issues with defending himself or others, and dholes could be savage when pushed. He turned with her, keeping her clearly in his sights and in front of him. Her compliment about his appearance did little to settle him, and he gave a small shrug to her comment about approaching her carelessly. “I thought you might’ve been in trouble or somethin’. Wouldn’t have done to have left a strugglin’ lady on her own in the middle of the night.” He stuffed his hands into his hoody pockets, trying his best to appear completely at-ease despite the circling predator.

Her next question, paired with the step closer to him, caused the hairs to raise on the back of Aleks’ neck and he instinctively shifted his weight onto his back foot, ready to bolt if the situation turned nasty. “I don’t, ma’am, but I think I’m getting the clues pretty quickly.” When she stated that she wouldn’t hurt him, he couldn’t help the breath of a laugh that escaped him. “Sorry, but I’m kinda finding that tough to believe right now, what with the prowlin’ and all.” His right hand came out of his pocket again and hung loosely at his side, but was ready to grab the zipper of his hoody and unfasten it quickly if need be. If he changed he could kick out of his jeans and shoes easily, but getting his front end tangled in fabric while trying to fight off whatever she is likely wouldn’t end well for him. “We could just both walk away, y’know. Nothin’ bad need come of this.”

[Laos Zukov]

Laos was staring at him carefully, studying him. She was almost sure that by now he probably knew she wasn't human at all. Dogs did have very sensitive noses after all. Ma'am? Trouble sleeping? "My name is Laos. What if your name?" She asked casually. "Have you tried meditation? It is great at easing the mind and calming the body, and it is safer than midnight walks." She said, quite honestly. If it wasn't for meditation God knows all the trouble Laos would get into. She was the worst at staying steady and out of trouble, she was a little too hyper active.

He had good instincts that meant he was confortable with who he was and in sync with his inner animal. Never once did he allow her to walk behind his back. Tigers were known to be treacherous creatures, always pouncing from the back, relying on the element of surprise. Laos however, had no issues with direct confrontation. Yet, despise the fact that they both knew she was prowling, he remained calm. What an interesting man... Oh she was oh so curious to know what he truly was!

Laos noticed how he ignored her compliment on his looks, that told her he did not have much sense of pride. It was cute. In trouble? Laos chuckled and shook her head. "I make look fragile but I am pretty tough. I promise you." She said with a lighthearted chuckle. "Long runs can be troublesome, I won't deny that one though. She smiled at him. "But it is nice to know chivalry isn't dead yet, that's very sweet of you." She said stopping the prowling that seemed to be getting him so tense.

The tigress lady smiled and got closer to him, she could almost smell his tension. Getting the clues? Laos smirked. "I think you are getting the wrong clues." She didn't want him to run away like he seemed to be about to do. "I am enjoying your company actually." Laos grinned when he laughed. Hard to believe she wouldn't hurt him? Smart boy. Laos chuckled. "I am just a little lady. What could I possibly do to you?" She said playfully, before that smile of her turned into a more mischievous one, and a dangerous spark twinkled in her eyes. "You have good instincts don't you..." She grinned. "But like I said you got it all wrong." She pulled her hands out of her hoodie and poked his chest. "You are so tense you could get a heart attack, why don't you relax?"

That being said, she took a step back, giving him more space, hoping that would set his guard down. "No, I wasn't prowling, I was merely looking at you. Like I said, you are very attractive." She said with a smirk. Both walk away? Nothing bad need come of this? Laos smiled and shook her head. "Why now... You said you have trouble sleeping and you need a walk, and I could use some company. We could walk together." She said offering him a smile. "Or is my company that despicable to you?" She said with a little smirk. Tricky questions. Cats were... tricky like that. Laos had no intentions of hurting him, all she wanted to do was...play.

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