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Post by dyami on Jun 7, 2009 13:58:11 GMT -5
Dyami lived above the small shop, in the middle of his 'junk yard'. One man's junk was another man's parts for their car, or washing machine, or something that was broke. After sliding out of the shower, he put on some jeans and a t-shirt-Unlike other wolves he didn't run around naked-and then went down into his shop, in order to take care of a few things before his guest got there.
Paul Moran, a lt. wolf from the neighboring pack was coming up to hang out. Dyami wasn't sure what hanging out was but, he assumed it was like keeping company. When he heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching, he went out into the yard to greet him.
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Post by Paul Lahote on Jun 17, 2009 22:44:19 GMT -5
Paul was not used to hanging out with wolves that were outside his pack . . . apart from his brother in law. That was one thing, but spending time with an alpha work from the Makah reservation was a completely different experience. Paul got along with Dyami, despite the fact that there was a very distinct difference in maturity levels between them. Paul had however mellowed out now that he was with Rachael and she was pregnant with his babies.
Once Paul parked his cycle on the side, he hopped off and approached Dyami, as he saw him standing there. "Hey man, sup?"
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Post by dyami on Sept 12, 2009 19:26:00 GMT -5
Dyami looked over the two wheeled motorbike and then Paul. Dyami was more of a car guy, but he could see the appeal. Wind in your face, and the excitement of the ride. "Hello, Paul. How is Rachael today?" He asked in a friendly greeting, the same one he always opened with, out of respect for the wolf's imprintee. Dyami enjoyed time with Paul, but at the same time wondered why. Paul was younger, and more into the 'now', then Dyami but at the same time they both didn't need a computer to live, and liked the basic small town things. It was odd, but fun at times.
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Post by Paul Lahote on Sept 13, 2009 15:18:26 GMT -5
"She's good," he answered. "Things are slowly getting crazier and crazier . . . times going by real fast. Still got a lot of things to do to get ready, but we're moving along." Paul was working a few jobs that would be enough for them to afford having two children, the rooms were getting ready . . . he just hoped they could get everything finished in time. He didn't want Rachael to worry about anything; he wanted to be the one to take care of it all. "Hows business here going?"
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Post by dyami on Sept 23, 2009 1:06:09 GMT -5
"Just fine, thank you for asking." Dyami never understood the practice of asking about business before one asked about personal things. Where he came from you didn't focus on business. He was still polite in his answer, knowing it was in no way disrespectful in modern times. "Do you want to come up for a quick lunch?" He offered knowing how both their appetites ran. Wolves were always hungry.
Dyami also had something for Rachael. "I have something to give you as well." Dyami's voice always held a deep and calm town to it. It never seemed to hold an other emotion. Then again most had only hear him as a human. His mind held more emotions that he did not express outwardly.
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