{Open} breath stained in smoke...

[Ivory Eda Mustow]

Silence drifted casually around the small area in which the brunette found herself lingering within - petite form shrouded in the form of her elder brother's leather jacket. Such a casual sight was a common intake for the brunette known as Ivory - her crystal like blue eyes scanning the bare landscape out of inaccurate curiosity. Reaching the evening, a small smile had left to the public on her features when her dear old mother had allowed her to go and redeem herself free for the night. To be free in Ivory's mind simply meant she could linger around the streets; basking in the moonlight. Waiting.

Many months ago, Ivory Mustow had been saved by...a stranger. Who or what, she could never remember - but, the aim behind such lingering justice was to locate him. Never the less, every day passed within usual terms...nothing changing. Of course, dates went by and people lingered...but never did something satisfy the young girl. Rolling her eyes lightly as this thought crossed her ever chaotic mind; she found her lips swirling around the base of a well lit cigarette. Stench unique and strangely less distinctive, the eighteen year old happily sucked at the toxic before blowing the remains from the tiniest escape in her pale set lips; plump divine.

The night was a usual disappointment, no one or nothing interesting passing her by. Still, Ivory remained seated upon the steps toward an abandoned trailer in which had lost its owners many days ago. Boot covered feet curled toward her basically flat chest, the young girl continued to smoke softly within the slowly revealing twilight moon...just lingering. Nothing was interesting nearby, and not a single soul had bothered to even throw a hello her way. In truth, she was known around the area...after all, her parents had worked within the town since before her first breath had escaped onto the planet.

Unwilling to dwell, a brutal sigh echoed around the clearing as the thin form of Ivory allowed herself to once again taste the tang that cigarettes provided...her eyes simply closing over. Who gave a d**n who was out thee...obviously no one had the curiosity or manners to even wave at her. Fools.

[Jaeden McAllistar]

It was beautiful out, or at least to a bear that had no one around him. It had been itching the back of his mind lately, change, change, change, but work had kept him from doing so; one must make a living after all. Finally, when he had enough time to change into a bear, he ran around the woods for a while, padding around through the broken sticks and patches of dirt and rubbing his back on quite a few trees. Since bears were not exactly the fastest creatures, chasing squirrels were not all that fun, but they had their quirks every once in a while.

This particular squirrel that he was chasing did not really want to climb up a tree, maybe the darn squirrel knew Jaeden could climb after. It weaved him through the woods and then out into a clearing, near a trailer to be exact. After a few seconds to slow down, he huffed at the edge of the woods, staying hidden from the young lady who found a place to sit there until he finally decided to make some conversation. Now then, a man walking out of the woods completely naked was not exactly the best way to start a conversation, so he had to make his way back to his truck first, where his clothes were.

At this point, it was useless to walk over again, so he drove instead and pulled off not too far away. Stepping out of the truck in his boots, he made his way over. "A wee bit lonely, Ivory?" he asked, his Irish accent curling around his words. The girl was a local, so he knew of her and had met her once or twice, but never really had a conversation with her. "Smokin' ain't the right way to clear up some stress, ya know?"

[Ivory Eda Mustow]

The sudden noise of a nearby car arriving drew the brunette from her thoughts, brows arching softly as she peered throughout endless clouds of smoke that seemed to currently surround her snow like form. Eyes flickering softly from left to right as she tasted the sweet mint wrath from the mentos flavored toxic stick in a sense, Ivory allowed her eyes to close softly to avoid her darker case of curiosity. Those who actually lived in the trailer park didn't truthfully seem to take to those staring at them. Icky people.

Heavy footsteps broke the suddens silence as the engine cut off, eyes opening softly as her elegantly shaped fingers tapped the remains of ash to the ground; spark fading ever so softly. "Do I look lonely?" She inquired with a gentle and melodic tone, smiling weakly toward the some what familiar form of Jaeden. A brooding young man with the build of a different; his gaze often held some mystery that made him a polite customer to serve. That was indeed the only times she had managed to even speak with him - through out the liquor store her family owned.

Taking yet another drag from her beloved addiction, Ivory began to laugh timidly as she blew the smoke out ever so slowly. "Leave me and my smoking be" She chimed innocently, waving the cigarette softly toward him before trailing it toward her softly plumped lips once more. "What brings you out here?" She inquired with the gentlest of tones. At least she was indeed no longer lonely...ciggeretes didn't keep you entertained for long, right?

[Jaeden McAllistar]

The young girl was a bit fiesty, that he had gathered from any time he met her on an unusual run to the liquor store. The question about her loneliness was just a little bit off and Jaeden looked around to see if anyone else was around that he may have missed. "Well, I guess I shouldn't be supposing that ya're lonely when no one else is around. Guess I shoulda just called it alone?" he asked, moving over to the side that was not downwind from the cigarette smoke. He did not mean it as an insult, just the smell made his nose twitch.

"Fair enough. Just so long as you leave me and my random drives around the place be," he responded, taking a seat next to her. Had he had any temptation to take a drag, he would have kindly asked, but smoking and running around as a bear did not always get along too comfortably. Have you ever seen a bear cough? "I was jus' driving around here, saw you outside, alone and figured I could use some kind of conversation and hopefully you too," he said, stretching out his legs.

The sky was covered by clouds and the smoke from those cancer sticks, but it was much better than being alone for the night. On occasions, running around as a bear was not always the funnest thing to do and he actually got slightly bored. Why was he not in the bar? He did have Irish blood running through him, but he just was not feeling like it tonight. Maybe tomorrow night he would make a stop at Merlottes.

[Ivory Eda Mustow]

A gentle smile toyed within Ivory's lips as she glanced toward him with that ever so humorous glimmer in her eye - a soft drag being drawn from that soon to be dead cigarette. One pleasure down the drain. Chuckling quietly at his use of words, the brunette found herself flicking away the remainder of the bud; flame flickering weakly as it disappeared into the dirt. "At least you find joy in driving around" She mused, arms crossing in a daint fashion over the base of her chest.

Nudging him gently as she kept her arms braced, Ivory glanced toward the sky in thought. "I feel loved there" She joked. "But I wouldn't mind some conversation if I'm honest". True enough, the brunette had been trapped with no one for the day - only her mother who seemed to content in pruning the wild fair that fat ass tabby cat she oh so adored. Kandi her name was...oh a sly kitten she was. In truth, the feline could get a lion to muster to her will.

"Aren't you usually in Merlottes around now?" She inquired out of curiosity, chewing upon her lips to help aid resisting another death stick. She needed some chance of not getting that rag cancer. "Much more entertaining then me" Ivory admitted, smirking with a laugh at the thought. Still, she wasn't trying to push him off...God no. She needed company.

[Jaeden McAllistar]

Ivory finished her cigarette and flicked it into the dirt, at least he could breathe free again. However, Jaeden had been raised around horrible smells ‘back in the day’, so this hardly matched up to the smells of poor Ireland. Plus, it was rude to leave a conversation simply because of the smell, he was not allergic nor was he asthmatic, so there was no need to take the matter too heavily. At least? Jaeden’s mind flickered. At least he found joy in driving around? Who did not feel joy in that, to see the world at a new speed while protected inside your vehicle. Then again, gas prices were a bit too demanding for his taste and it drastically decreased his driving pleasure time. “Have you ever done it yarself?” he asked, forgetting to realize that maybe she could not drive yet.

At the nudge, Jaeden remained where he was, taking it as if she were a stranger that brushed by him in a crowd. Now if she wrapped her arms around him and pointed his face to the sky like she was doing, then he would react, but it was a simple indication that he should look up too, and he did. The sky was beautiful, that was for sure. “Who would have a dishonest conversation?” he asked, his accent licked his words gently. True, there were times when he had dishonest conversations, but that was when someone would ask him about why they saw him naked in the woods once or why he always disappeared once a month or why sometimes he’d scratch his back on a post, but that was all for the sake of secrecy.

A small smile skittered across Jaeden’s face. Yes, of course the bar was always calling to him, it was his Irish blood that bid him drink. “Ah yeah, I’d be ovar at Merlotte’s ‘around now, but tonight’s got a different feel than a bar fulla people,” he admitted. Sometimes, a bear needed to be alone, or at least with one other. Being male, Jaeden was not used to fumbling and bumbling through five conversations at once and the more patrons the bar received, the more Jaeden would find himself lost In the many conversations. Now there were a few nights he could take, they were lovely to just go out and party, but as said, not tonight.

[Ivory Eda Mustow]

Ivory's deep sapphire eyes flickered around the clearing the area seemed to provide so naturally; her gaze trying to take in every aspect it possibly could within such a darkened atmosphere. Of course, the dim light from the variety of trailers parked around the area; alongside the numerous lamp posts that seemed to randomly appear here and there offered enough grace to allow her curious gaze to actually pick up objects in view - but it wasn't like day light. Fortunately enough, Ivory Mustow had been on of the few to be graced with agile sighting, the lucky consequence being that she didn't have to grace herself with the aspect of wearing glasses. Although they forced an attractive look upon some, the overall appearance of them just made the porcelain figure all the more plain.

"I do happen to drive" She murmured in defense, flashing him a timid smile as she finally glanced back toward his brooding form; eyes lingering some what in consideration for no true reason. Delicate as she was, Ivory was her own danger in a sense. Quick in movement and small enough to duck into places; she was almost like a living human rat - a pain to catch and all the more irritating to kill. "I just prefer walking around...more appealing" She whispered before fiddling around her pockets. Revaluing the worn and bitten lighter that often provided the end of her habited needs; her delicate finger tips began to flick the case lid open and closed in a gentle rhythm.

Smiling soft as she allowed a soft breath to escape into the open, she allowed herself to lean back some what in a relaxed stance. Why not relax? Jaeden wasn't a dangerous man in her eyes, just a typical bloke who was kind enough to pass by and actually offer a kind hello in greeting. Chuckling weakly as she shook her head some what, Ivory allowed her teeth to clamp some what on the metallic plastic her lighter held so proudly. "I hope I'm good enough Company" She breathed out, tone muffled due to her mouth currently being occupied with the glory that was her lighting of toxics. Who knew she could actually be friendly? Smiling at that thought, she rested her head back against what ever surface remained and began to smile; it delicate and almost pure like the porcelain doll she resembled. Fun.