[Open] No rest for the wicked

[Rowan]

Rowan nodded as Ona introduced herself, and she stowed away her rifle, slinging it across her back again. Somehow, she trusted Bjorn to have her back in this case, having made his previous acquaintance and not seeing him bear her any ill will. A step or two towards the human with her hands splayed at her sides to appear non-threatening was next.

"I'd like to see your work, though I'm sure it's a work of art. Most who make these weapons seem to do it beautifully."

A tilt of her head and a side glance at Bjorn had the invitation falling from her mouth before she could fully consider it. "Would you two like to go hunting together tonight? It would help to demonstrate your talent with smithing if you use your blade. That and these areas are safer in groups."

[Ona Leon (DELETED 8137)]

Slowly unhooking the custom made blade and pulling it free. It had an odd shape compared to most blades, it was a long blade but the front end was almost spade shaped in design, the handle wrapped in colored cording and the end capped with a cone that would hurt if used to wack a head with. http://www.mooncalfstudios.com/pathofth ... id=6097830 She smiles as she shows it off. "I call her Wedge, I know not real original, but I like it. Hopefully soon I can up grade but for them moment it is a trusty enough blade."

A glance between the both and she nods. "Yeah, traveling in a pack would be a real bonus, if you don't mind me crashing your guys party."

[Bjorn]

Bjørn regarded both women in turn, but didn’t move from his spot against the stone column. His hands remained tucked into his trouser’s front pockets, but his shoulders relaxed. Whatever had just tickled his sixth sense was no more, and he presumed it’d been a vampire using their powers to move too swiftly for the eye to see.

The telepath stepped away from the column to glance at ‘Wedge’ and let out a low whistle. Contrary to its name, the design was original, though he didn’t particularly fancy it. Still, it was impressive. Bjørn privately wondered whether there were particular advantages to her blade being shaped that way. While he didn’t understand the merits of different blade lengths and shapes (hadn’t bothered to learn about them, really), he presumed the sharpened swell of the sword would leave a gnarly wound when wielded.

“Count me out, ladies. I was actually on my way off when I spotted Rowan here. Just stopped by to say hey,” he said as he reached down for the rucksack. Bjørn hooked the wide leather strap onto his shoulder, causing the ammunition, bones, and relics inside to quietly clatter against one another. It wasn’t heavy, but it wouldn’t be a practical weight to carry around either. He’d made his decision long before spotting Rowan.

“Gonna drop this off before heading out to the caves outside the city. I am all catacombed out,” he explained, a stickler for keeping on a course when it was already set. As of late, he dropped dead as soon as the sun crested the horizon, making it imperative he be somewhere safe by dawn. If not back at the den, then at least slumped at its entrance elevator by sunrise or in Lancaster’s empty office. The first and last two times he’d fallen asleep in the wrong place, he’d woken up with bullet holes.

[Rowan]

Rowan rolled her eyes good naturedly when Bjorn declined her offer and gave Ona a look that frankly said 'Men.' She walked over to the other female and looked over her weapon. Although not being able to craft things herself, Rowan prided herself on recognizing talents and valuable items when she saw them. Ona seemed to fall in that category and she didn't mind if they were to strike up either an agreement or even a friendship. Friends were still a luxury that the female vampire was getting used to, having only a few good acquaintances outside of her family and those that were honorary family.

"It's really good, actually," she said of the blade. "It makes me wonder what your weapons would look like once you've gotten more practice at it." Nodding to Bjorn, she looked at Ona. "I'm ready to go hunting if you are?"

[Ona Leon (DELETED 8137)]

A look towards Bjorn and she gave a soft little laugh at the look Rowan gave. She could not help herself at the giggle that came out. A wave was given to Bjorn as he headed off and she looks to Rowan. Tilts her head and really looked her over as she came closer. "I think I might have seen you around. Do you go to Voodoo or know Enzo? And yeah I'm ready to go when you are.

[Rowan]

A friendly grin graced Rowan's face. "Enzo? Yup... He's actually my uh... Adoptive Father I guess you could say? I hang around Voodoo every so often, but I can't say that I remember meeting you there, sorry." A curious look was given to Ona. "How do you know Enzo?"

[Ona Leon (DELETED 8137)]

Tilts her head as she thinks about what to say to the Enzo thing. "I guess the best way to put it is I work for him on occasions. Odd and end work here and there. He's a good guy." Gives Rowan a grin back and looks around. "So which way should we go first."