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Posted by Giant's Bane on Aug 13, 2009 15:10:37 GMT -6
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Looking for the kids to Isabel as the heavens seemed to bless him with the sound of the angelic laughter emanating from Isabel. It was the first time he really heard her laugh and he loved it. A small chuckle reverberated from Bacchus’s throat as he grabbed Isabel’s hand as she tried to pull him up, even if he could weigh a ton there was still a little control over the way he distributed his body weight so he made it easy on her his legs already pushing his bulk up as she pulled.
Operation regain hand hold was a success as he stood up and dusted his legs off slightly his other hand remained interlocked with hers making it impossible for anyone to come between them and try and break the hold, but really who was dumb enough to try, if they didn’t die by his hand he was sure Isabel was just as likely to cut them down before they got close enough.
Eyes shifting slightly towards Isabel as they made there way out side Bacchus smiled and said, “I love Dolphins, loud as hell but still smart little beasties…” he opened the door to the outside portion of the aquarium as they ascended a flight of stairs so they could reach the tanks. “You know,” Bacchus said with a sly grin on his face as he gave Isabel as small tug on the hand so she would be pulled closer to him, “Think that was the first time you actually laughed like that, this mean the date is going good so far?” Bacchus asked as they reached the top steps and onto the walk that lead them to the aquarium.
It was true most situations they were in and all the time they spent together Bacchus never once heard Isabel laugh like she was having a good time like that. He usual response to everything was either sarcastic or sassy, either way he didn’t mind but it was a nice change, one that he would hope to see more of. The sound of splashes could be heard as a few kids screamed out in giddy laughs at the sight of the Dolphins dancing above the water or on occasion doing a flip. “Bottle Nose and Orca’s all I really want to see, Bacchus said with a grin, “Orca’s might have to be one of my favorites…” Bacchus said as he looked into the tank.
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Isabel allowed Bacchus to keep hold of her hand after she'd assisted him in getting up from his unfortunate position on the floor, ignoring the fact that in all likelihood she hadn't succeeded in giving an ounce of help in her pseudo-effort. It was a good dose of humor either way and she genuinely enjoyed the light-hearted change in her interactions with the Giant as opposed to the usual heavier drama that seemed to follow them. It felt good to laugh and hopefully would set the tone for the remainder of their little outing.
Blinking slightly at the sudden change from indoor lighting to natural sunlight, she took a moment to look around and the various enclosures that were within eyesight, more no doubt set further back around various corners and wherever there was enough room. The Dolphins had one of the larger tanks, since they and their trainers needed so much room to perform tricks for their audience. "Dolphins are probably most people's favorites. They do so many cool tricks," she commented, peeking into one of the glass panels on the side of their tank to see if she could spot any of the aquatic animals swimming around inside.
Turning away from the windows for one section of the tank, Isabel turned to look back at Bane as he spoke again, arching a brow at the smile he gave her. He always seemed to have something up his sleeve, if he had any clothes on at the moment of course. Most often than not those little tricks tended to create less-than-desired affects. Though, she would admit that he'd behaved himself thus far and could only hope that he'd continue to do so. "So far," she replied, giving her own smug little smile. Just because he'd managed to get her to enjoy herself up until that point didn't mean she would stop being difficult all together. She was far too stubborn for that. She did, however, allow him to close some of the space between him and them.
The sound of squealing children easily drew her attention back toward the tanks, just catching the sight of a few younger kids ducking to avoid the minute amount of water that was splashed over the edge of the wall as the trainers ran the Dolphins through a few simpler tricks. It was amazing how high they could jump and the range of commands they could remember.
"Orcas are my favorite type of whale," she commented offhandedly, letting her attention stray from the Dolphins in an attempt to locate the holding area for the Killer Whales. It would undoubtedly be one of the largest enclosures in the place, since the animals would be the largest in the collection. They also tended to draw a rather large crowd, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find. The squawking of children was usually a good indicator.
"This way," she directed, finally locating a sign that pointed in the desired direction and giving her companion's hand a tug. She was more interested in the whales than she was in the Dolphins. Thankfully the tank for the whales was no more than a short walk away from the previous enclosure and Isabel didn't hesitate a moment as she marched right up to the side of the wall, pressing one hand against the glass and watching the black and white shapes swim past. "Oh look! They're feeding them," she pointed out, directing her attention toward the handful of trainers with buckets that stood at the edge of the tank as the Orcas sort of beached themselves on the shallow incline and opened their mouths to receive the handfuls of crushed ice that were being tossed. "I didn't know they ate snow."
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Posted by Giant's Bane on Aug 31, 2009 22:56:24 GMT -6
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“Dolphins are smart, though in the wild I have seen a few do some tricks similar to the ones they train them to do here, like flips and such. Been on a few boat trips round the more heavily populated areas… beautiful sight here though.” Bacchus said as he noticed more and more people showing up to watch the antics of the dolphins and their trainers.
“So far?” he repeated followed up with a small laugh, “Only more incentive for me to spice it up…” Bacchus teased as they made there way to the Orca exhibit where even more people were crowded around the thick glass windows so they could see the black and white whales before they surfaced on the level above where tricks were being performed for those in the stands. As they walked to the exhibit, which was located down, a flight of stairs Isabel commented on the snow being eaten. Bacchus watched the feeding continue as they headed towards the top of the tank which was a flight of stairs up opposed to the flight down which took them towards the bottom of the tank.
“Nether did I…” Bacchus responded quietly as he took the lead and walked them nearest to the area where the whales were breaching. “Afraid curiosity has gotten the best of me Isabel…” said Bacchus as he leaned over the tank a bit and called out t the nearest Trainer, “OHI!!!” called out Bacchus as his motivation was that of knowledge, “Why the ice?” Bacchus knew that Orca’s food supplies varied from location to location but back home in the warmer waters near Australia he wasn’t family with the ice.
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Australia continued to sound like a more and more gorgeous place as Bane continued to comment on the kinds of animals and by extent the environments that existed there. Isabel would have loved to live somewhere with such exotic animals roaming around so freely. She could certainly put up with visiting places like zoos and aquariums, but animals in captivity just weren't the same as the ones that were out where they were naturally meant to be. Perhaps if things with the Order slowed down once again she'd be able to slide away from New York for a short while for some exploration and adventure. It was unlikely that she'd travel very far, in case she was needed, but a trip even just a few states away would be a nice change of scenery. It was all a matter of what the future had in store for her and her beloved Faction.
"You just be careful what kind of spice you try to use," she cautioned him after his good humored, yet slightly ominous teasing comment. Knowing Bane, spicing things up could range anywhere from stolen kisses to a fully nude rampage through the aquarium and out onto the streets of New York. She'd been subjected to both in the past, the latter more than the former, and she could only fret over what lay between the two extremes. His stubbornness could come very close to her own at times, and she just hoped that he'd be on his better behavior for a while longer.
Distractedly she trailed after Bane as he moved to make his way to the top of the tank and toward the trainers to get a better view of the feeding. Her attention was focused almost solely on the whales as they opened their large mouths to receive what the trainers had to offer, performed very minor tricks at random intervals, and occasionally slid back into the water only to slide up the incline again a moment later. She hardly even heard the quietly spoken warning. The clicks and whistles they seemed to emit nonstop rose in pitch a brief moment at the sudden shout that Bane gave.
Isabel's head very likely whipped around so she could look at Bane just as quickly as the trainers' had, one of the whales protesting the sudden pause in feeding with in irritable squeal. This was possibly one of the most minor incidents Bane had ever stirred up on one of their outings, but it still made her a little edgy. From minor one could only progress to worse, if any progression was made. Thankfully the aquarium staff was used to being questioned and interrupted at all stages of their work, and most of them went right back to their tasks after the initial call had been issued.
"Well, first of all it's a good source of water for the whales. The ice chips also help to clean the teeth a little, and I'm sure the temperature feels good on their tongues," one young woman replied, balling another fistful of the chipped ice in her hands and tossing it to one of the open-jawed Orcas. Having let Bane solve the mystery on his own, Isabel went back to watching the few whales in the tank that had lost interest in the ice and were swimming around the enclosure instead.
It was somewhat difficult to keep track of them as they twisted and turned, their patters naturally making it harder to pick out single shapes as they passed each other and played. Lifting herself up onto her toes to get a bit of a better look into the closer areas of the tank, she watched as one large shape glided fairly close to the wall of the enclosure, her grin having returned once again. "Imagine being in the tank with one of these things? They're bigger than you are," she commented to her companion absentmindedly as she wondered how much power could be exerted with the tails of the animals. She wasn't so sure she'd want to be caught in an enclosed space with that big of a creature.
"Is there anything else you wanted to see out here?" she asked as her eyes continued to follow the dark shapes and she quashed the urge to stuck her fingers into the water. "I think they have some seals and a few kinds of penguins out here somewhere. Maybe some Manatees and Otters, too. The kinds of animals that don't spend all their time in the water."
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Posted by Giant's Bane on Sept 1, 2009 23:53:29 GMT -6
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Blinking at the comment from the young whale caretaker Bacchus put his hand on his chin and nodded slightly soaking up all the information like a sponge. He knew that on occasion a large iceberg would be capable of making it’s way near home but the fact that the whales use it to clean their teeth… his brain was now prickling with ore questions, questions he hoped that could be answered soon but for now, he looked down at Isabel after she made her size comment Bacchus smiled and said, ”For now at least, on a good day I think I can top them…” winking downward he turned his attention back to the woman feeding the Orca as others played and swam about.
”Wonder if I could get a job here…” thought Bacchus allowed only quiet enough so only Isabel could hear it. He then thought about his previous exploits at a local zoo and his run ins with the law, a steady job might not be the best thing for him right now anyways, even if it was something he loved. But then again he did have more pressing matters to attend to like spying on the order and of coarse getting as much money as possible.
”I have before, well swam near them at least, back when I was home and took a trip out with Jon, we got drunk on a sailboat got lost and sure enough they showed up soon enough chasing off something I hoped in touched one then got hit with a tail and was sent out of the water and hit the mast, it was a long week after that…” he grinned slightly rubbing the back of his head still remembering the feeling of being launched out of the water like that, ”I feel like I should stop talking about home… might ruin the fun when I decide to drag you along the next time I go home. Think everyone there will like you… except for the girls…”
Nodding his head in her direction he said, ”Lead the way, have to saw I never really seen a penguin before, it’s the smell that gets to me mainly the exhibits…. Why I usually try to stay away from them…” squeezing Isabel’s hand and pulling it up to his lips he kissed it and then he said, ”But if you want lead the way, I’ll just have to focus on a different smell.”
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Isabel simply smiled and shook her head as Bane commented on his possible ability to outgrow a whale. She's let his pride have it's moment. Not that she disbelieved him, especially when it came to the captive whales. She was sure their size wasn't quite matched to those in the wild due to the restrictions of their enclosure. She'd love to see how big they could really get. Even the smaller ones were fairly intimidating, particularly when flashing their teeth like they were as the trainers fed them.
"A job?" she parroted, looking from him to the trainers. Watching the staff interact with the animals never seemed like work whenever she visited a place like the aquarium. There was always cleaning and maintenance that had to be done, but it always seemed more like play than work where the animals were involved. She could see Bane pursuing that kind of career, especially if the two giant reptiles in his room were any indication of his interests.
However, the thought of him actually bending to anyone's rules and behaving long enough to get and keep a job for himself seemed a little far fetched. "They don't let you drink during work, you know," she commented, expecting that might be the first speed bump he'd encounter if he was serious about working. Her little tantrum hadn't so much as put a dent in his drinking habits. It'd take a lot of work to get him to stop completely, even for only a few hours a day.
Turning back to her companion as he recounted one of his past experiences with Orcas, she let her free hand slip away from the tank and lowered her weight back onto the heels of her feet as her interest in the contents of the exhibit began to diminish a little. "You're lucky you're so durable. Something like that could have killed you," she said, imagining most people would have broken their backs and more after such an encounter. That was one thing that weighed most in his favor in Isabel's mind. Going through alcohol like water and causing trouble the way he did, it was lucky his body could resist everything so well.
There was also the issue of her own temper tantrums. With enough prodding they could escalate into violent outbursts. Bacchus was probably one of the few that could stick around without any risk of injury. It was a rather twisted little quirk to consider in their relationship, but in a pairing as dysfunctional as theirs, a little twistedness was to be expected.
"You assume you'd be able to drag me anywhere at all. You know full well how difficult I can make things for you," she teased, giving a sly little grin as she did so. Only inwardly would she admit that the prospect of such a trip was exciting in a way. Bacchus always made his home sound like such a wonderful place to be whenever he spoke about it. She honestly would have liked to see such a place for herself, but there were always other obstacles to consider. She would feel guilty packing up and leaving her companions and her Faction behind, even for just a short trip. They always seemed to have some kind of work to do, and she liked to think that she was a necessary part of their work, even if it was just wishful thinking on her part.
His little comment about the ladies of the house not liking her was another thing to consider. It would most likely weigh in the Order's favor when taken into account. Even if she did like to travel, she wouldn't want to cause problems for Bane and his family if she wouldn't be a welcome traveling partner. What he considered to be his family was always mentioned with such affection that she'd want to avoid putting a kink in their reunion and interactions at all costs. This was, of course, considering she ever went to Australia in the first place. There would be no worry if there was no trip.
The next stream of words quickly brought her out of her thoughts and back to the conversation at hand. Her turn to lead again. Penguins, she could deal with penguins. It was interesting to see how their movements transitioned so quickly when going from land to water. The mention of the smells quickly put a halt to the consideration, though. She didn't want to drag him around if he'd be uncomfortable. "We don't have to, I was just asking," she said, as if backpedaling would do her any good. They were supposed to be having fun. It would defeat the whole purpose of their outing if he was unhappy with what they were doing.
And then up her arm went, caught up in an unexpected show of chivalrousness, a nice shade of red settling across her cheeks in response to the action. "Oh, well I uhm... I just.. erm." And deeper the red of her cheeks grew as she tried to reorder her thoughts, only seeming to grow more embarrassingly flustered before any kind of order returned to her mind. "Otters," she finally managed, her fingers moving to fidget with the hem of her skirt. "Can we see the otters really, really quickly? You can take a look at the penguins on the way by. I won't stay there long. And we can go right back inside away from the open exhibits afterward. Promise," she offered, starting to edge her way away from the tank for the whales and toward the path that would lead to the enclosures further down. There were several exits scattered around the outdoor area, giving the Giant plenty of opportunities to change his mind if he desired to do so.
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Posted by Giant's Bane on Sept 20, 2009 15:42:38 GMT -6
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Grinning slightly as she stated he wouldn’t be able to drink on the job, ”That’s never been a problem before, they don’t really care when I can lift just about any amount of weight they need me to lift, grunt work doesn’t require a lot of thought anyways, been a few years and I’ve been able to hold a few jobs, not to mention bouncing, they don’t see it they don’t care.” he grinned her direction not making a point-to-point out her red face as he tugged her arm in the direction of the otter exhibits. Otters were far less smelly than penguins; they were something he could handle with no issues besides they were kind of cute in that tiny rodent way.
”You difficult?” Bacchus asked in a smug manner, ”Love, far more difficult women have come before you, you are the perfect variation of perfect, besides I could always kidnap you if I wanted, I think after a while you’d come to enjoy the idea of being whisked away from all your duties here.” Bacchus wrapped his large hand around Isabel’s waist and lifted her off the ground an inch then set her back down his hand still interlocking hers but no longer wrapping around her waist. ”Just to prove my point!” Bacchus said with a grin on his face as the approached the Otter exhibit.
Half the exhibit was indoors and half was out doors, suitable for all seasons made to resemble some of their habitat there was a waterfall, a large pound a few trees and the rest was tall grass or mud. It was larger than they needed and they seemed to love it. A few otters in the water swimming about as a few played on the rocks and then slid down the water fall their clicks and chatters could be heard as one otter started to eat something from a shell on his stomach children again could be heard as one brave otter was looking through the glass his tiny paws pressed up against it. ”Cute….” Bacchus said his large frame causing a few kids to shy away from the area he had dragged Isabel to.
"Well that's one way to keep you out of trouble, I guess. Don't have to worry about you running around New York in your bare skin if you're trying to hold down a job," Isabel commented, still disapproving of the enormous amounts of alcohol he ingested daily, but considering the possibility that other constructive uses of time could help to balance it out a bit. She hadn't known that he'd had jobs bouncing, and possibly could still have a job or two doing so around the city. At least he knew how to obtain a job and hang onto it for a while. She couldn't help but admire that ability. With her temperament and current lifestyle, she wasn't so sure she'd ever effectively be able to enter the workforce. She was much too used to taking whatever she wanted and doing whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, following the rules of very few people beside herself. There was no need to subject herself to a different environment.
Obediently she fell into step with the Giant as her hand was given a gentle tug. At least he didn't seem to be too put-out by the idea of having to entertain her interests for a short while longer before they could reenter a more comfortable atmosphere for him. His little comments helped to put her a bit more at ease. She didn't much care for the idea of making him too uncomfortable in order to get her own way in such a situation. Though at the moment it didn't seem as if it would be an issue.
And there was that pet name again. 'Love.' She wondered when exactly he'd begun using it. Had it started with their outing to the aquarium, or had he been strategically slipping it into conversations for a while? She couldn't seem to remember. However, she also couldn't seem to muster enough resistance against it to correct her companion. In any case, the following comment did a thorough job of distracting her from the affectionate term he insisted on using. For a moment she couldn't do much more than just look at him somewhat quizzically. She couldn't remember ever having been called perfect in any way before. It was flattering, and effectively kept the color of her cheeks in place. She never liked to admit it, but it was always interesting to hear what other people thought of her, particularly those she was so close to.
The creeping sensation of a hand snaking its way around her waist quickly drew her attention away from his face and toward the invading digits, the dormant butterflies in her stomach suddenly exploding into wakefulness when his comments intermingled with the moment she was so suddenly lifted away from the ground. A short squeal of surprise issues from her as her muscles tightened and her legs curled, while her hands sought purchase around his wrist and fingers. "You couldn't kidnap me if you tried!" she retorted, quickly uncurling when a downward motion followed the lift so that she could correct her posture once set back down. Sure, he could lift her with little to no effort, but if she was set against it, she was willing to bet she could make the task more trouble than it was worth. She gave him a swat for good measure. Retaliation was always allowed.
Once the Otter exhibit had finally been reached, Isabel let her attention slide away from her escort and become absorbed with the chittering mammals. Since the enclosure extended to the indoor portion of the aquarium, she might be able to linger a few moment longer than initially intended as they moved away from the open air enclosures back inside. Bane would be more comfortable and she could watch the underwater acrobatics of the animals for a few moments longer.
Slipping, sliding, curling, diving, and relaxing. The Otters had to be one of the most active attractions at the aquarium. Smoothly her attention shifted from one individual to the next as she observed their playful mannerisms, occasionally expressing her interest in one animal in particular and pointing so Bane could more easily locate the one she'd meant. Her smile and occasional laughter were back and the animals helped significantly in settling the fluttering in her stomach and the heat across her cheeks.
"I picked this one, now you get to pick what we do next," she commented as she squatted down to place her level of sight below the water line in the enclosure, watching to see if any of the animals would swim by the glass and using his hand as an anchor to help keep her balance.
Posted by Giant's Bane on Sept 21, 2009 21:29:12 GMT -6
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As he watched an otter swim by he thought about what Isabel had said about it being impossible for him to kidnap her, it screamed challenge in his opinion and he knew like he, Isabel enjoyed challenges as well, ”Guess I’ll kidnap her and then prove I can…” thought Bacchus as his large thumb rubbed up and down Isabel’s hand. In his current form his thumb reached across her hand and could almost match the width of the back of her hand.
”My turn huh?” Bacchus asked as Isabel’s face was still somewhat red ”I think I have an idea…” said Bacchus as he tugged her hand and lead her up a flight of stairs and down a flight of stairs into the lower level where the tanks were somewhat colder. He didn’t know if it was because she was blushing but he didn’t care he himself had been sweating slightly and figured air conditioning would do them some good.
As he opened the doors he looked down the tunnel that led to the main hallway near the entrance of the aquarium, ”Sharks…” said Bacchus calmly as he entered the dark hallway tugging Isabel along. Other than the lighting from above surrounding the under water tunnel the hallway was completely dark except for an occasional dim floor light. ”It’s peaceful down here…” Bacchus said as he eyed a shark or two swim above the tunnel and then swim off chasing a fish.
An octopus sat intertwined with some rocks as a flounder fish hovered near the side of the tunnel. Letting out a small sigh Bacchus commented on the underwater tunnel, ”Amazing that some glass separates us from another world, you know that Sharks are some of the planets oldest members, been around since the dinosaurs…” of course they were bigger than but still, evolution had changed their shape the way the looked and hunt and still they are a constant reminder to the never ending changes of time.
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Isabel only remained in front of the glass for as long as it took for the Giant's hand that acted as her anchor to begin pulling away. Carefully she rose back up and turned away from the current exhibit and followed Bane's lead. Up more stairs, down more stairs. The Aquarium was apparently built to accommodate more people than she'd initially thought, leaving room on several stories for them to travel and explore as creatures were showcased. The temperature shift from level to level differentiated enough for it to be noticeable. Those higher up, or those packed with more people tended to have a higher temperature as opposed to areas like the one she found herself in once the stairs had been passed.
On a lower level and surrounded by cold glass, the interior enclosure for the swimming beasts made the hallway much cooler than the air outside had been. A small shiver passed through her, raising goosebumps as her body worked to adjust for the sudden drop in temperature. It took a little less time for her eyes to adjust to the darkness of the tunnel. The shapes gliding past the glass were far more sinister than the ones that had darted around outside. It was like stepping into an opposite world.
She heard and absorbed what Bacchus had to say, but her gaze remained on the glass, a hand reaching out so her finger could trace indistinct shapes against the surface as a particularly colorful fish paused just on the other side of it. It didn't seem to pay any attention to her. Being subjected to so many visitors, most of the animals in the building had gotten over any skittishness of those that passed by them.
A sudden lurch into motion and quick disappearance followed as a much larger, more dangerous creature swam by, its teeth flashing in and out of view as water was taken in and expelled. There was a strange mix of danger and serenity in sharks. "I wonder what it was like back then," she commented, watching the predator disappear into a darker section of the enormous tank. "Dinosaurs, mutants, makes you curious about what might come next." Both her and the rest of the Order believed mutants to be the next height of evolution. How long would it be before something else emerged and took their place at the top of the hill?
"You think they could still be called dinosaurs even now?" she asked offhandedly as she leaned her face a little closer to the glass and squinted slightly to see if the further reaches of the tank would be a little more visible at a closer proximity. Her attempts were for naught, the slight squinting stopped, but the distance between her and the clear surface remaining the same as she leaned down a little more to inspect the creatures that dwelled closer to the floor. "I think people would find it weird to say you had a dinosaur in a tank at your house. I bet more people would think of a T-Rex or something. Animals like sharks never cross anyone's mind in that kind of conversation."
It was kind of sad that such noteworthy creatures were so often forgotten. Though, perhaps that's what could make them so dangerous. Even the smaller breeds of sharks could be a threat to someone swimming a little too close. It put a weird spin on the world's chain of command. Humans were so fragile. "It's kind of beautiful in a savage way. A tragedy wiped out the majority of the planet's creatures, but some form of life managed to wriggle through the cracks and make it. The strong will survive."
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Posted by Giant's Bane on Sept 22, 2009 17:11:15 GMT -6
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Looking down to Isabel his gaze focused on the top of her bow Bacchus calmly said,“I don’t know what comes next but it scares the hell out of me, they will most likely treat us the way we treat humans, personally I hope that the evolution ends with us, though I doubt I’ll be around for it, no body lives for ever after all.” Time and god or what ever anyone wanted to call it and him, the only things that truly live on when no conditions are possible to live in. they both keep on moving when everything else is left in the dust. When he was long and gone the world would keep on moving, even if he said he didn’t care about this fact he did there was no use hiding it, he was only lying to himself.
“Naw, the evolved to much to be considered dinosaurs me thinks,” said Bacchus as he watched a Hammer head swim by circling above them and then changing targets after realizing that the glass would make both Isabel and himself an impossible meal. “Crocs are one thing but who in their right mind would want a shark?” Bacchus asked sarcastically.
Bacchus blinked as she mentioned the strong will survive, she sounded like some sort of poster child for the Order…. Wait she was one… Bacchus laughed a little as he continued to hold her hand not even considering letting go. “Survival of the fittest or dumb luck, something’s survived that should have been wiped out, like gnats… and misquotes… they can’t do much to me but when they fly in your eye, ear or up your nose, it causes no end of annoyance for me.”
Grinning slightly Bacchus stepped behind Isabel and hugged her his bulking frame wrapping around hers as hunched over and placed his chin on her shoulder. “I’m glad you took me up on this date, to think I didn’t even need to make a bet with you or anything…” Bacchus hugged her tightly and then let up as and put some distance between them though his hand still on hers, he knew she wasn’t big on making her self seem vulnerable or weak so he wasn’t going to press any more signs of affection if she didn’t want them. Bacchus was content with a hug and handholding for now.
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So even Giants could be scared of something. However, Isabel would be lying if she said she didn't agree that the prospect of the future and the possible new creatures it would hold wasn't at least a little worrisome. Especially with possibilities of creatures more powerful than her and her companions with the freedom to act hostilely. "I guess it all depends on how they view us. Not all mutants see humans the way the Order and I do. Maybe those after us will be similar. In any case, I'd still be willing to fight for my beliefs." She would always fight for her beliefs. Just as her and her companions would likely never live to see the next step in evolution, she knew she might not live to see the Order's dreams become a reality. It wouldn't stop her.
Too evolved. That's what she had thought as well. No one, except perhaps scientists, ever called any modern creature a dinosaur. His crocodiles certainly did look more stereotypically reptilian and dinosauresque than sharks did. Though, even calling a more fitting reptile by such a name would still be strange. "Who in their right mind?" she parroted, turning to arch a brow in the Giant's direction. "I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to drag half of these animals back to the Sanctuary with you." If they had the room for it, she didn't doubt that he'd try.
To be fair, there certainly were a select few creatures that she wouldn't mind carrying back to her home. Most of them tended to be of the more dangerous variety. Like electric eels, or small sharks. Though something more playful and less harmful would have been just as welcome, such as the Otters they'd just left. However, her trust of pets had plummeted after her run-in with the animal shifter that had been disguised as her cat. It would be quite a while before she attempted to gain another animal companion, if she ever made such an attempt again.
"Even gnats and mosquitoes can be considered strong in some way, I'm sure. Even if they are so small. They have to be to survive so long, though I'm sure luck has something to do with it, too." Size didn't necessarily matter. The smallest bugs still had the power to irritate a larger beast to no end. One mutant was of an insignificant size when compared to the rest of the world, but they still had the power to change things. The thought was both humbling as well as encouraging. It was strange to talk about such deep subjects with her current companion, but it certainly was an interesting turn.
And then things abruptly fell back into more habitual interactions between the Giant and herself. Initially she'd thought nothing of the slight tug on her hand as Bacchus moved, assuming it was to shift his focus to another section of the immense enclosure surrounding them. The real reason for the shift was quickly made apparent as two large arms encircled her and slowly tightened, though not to an uncomfortable extent.
Instinctively stiffening in response to the sudden pressure against her body, she turned her head and blinked at the Giant as a chin fell to rest on her shoulder. Gradually her muscles relaxed as her mind processed the lack of a threat and passed it through the rest of her body. There was no threat originating from the Giant. On the contrary, more often than not he was one person that attempted to protect her from things that could harm her.
She gave a sigh to help relax herself more fully as Bane spoke, the reverberations from his voice passing through her shoulder and nearly making her shudder. It was a show of appreciation on his part, his words giving sense and reason to the sudden embrace before it ended almost as quickly as it had begun, though a constant point of contact remained.
It took a brief moment for her surprise to wear off and her mind to completely register his words. As the process completed itself, a smile steadily broke out across her features in spite of her best efforts to keep a straighter face. She just couldn't prevent it. Did it have something to do with the butterflies in her stomach that had been disturbed again by the sudden contact and refused to settle back down? She couldn't quite tell.
"Well, I can't truthfully say I'm not having any fun without including a bet or a challenge," she admitted, carefully and almost hesitantly closing some of the space he'd put between them. "It's nice to be out having fun just for the sake of having fun. And I really do like it here. I'm having a good time. I'm glad I came out here with you." And she meant it. It felt so good just to relax and to enjoy what was happening from one moment to the next, rather than fretting and worrying over what would come next and the possible outcomes and repercussions of her usual interactions with the public.
She allowed herself no room for second thoughts or chances to analyze anything, instead forcing herself to act more on impulse as the remaining space between the Giant and herself was closed. Carefully her free hand reached up and gently took hold of his shirt, just below the neck line, followed by a small tug. God, he was so tall when compared to her own height. She wanted him to bend down. Once he had, her grip on his shirt was released in favor on a very loose grip on his chin. She faltered for only a second as her nerves curled themselves into a tight ball until she utilized her mule-like stubbornness and regained her composure.
Very gently she moved to press her lips against his, lingering only a moment before pulling back again. "Thank you," she said, almost whispered as she dropped her hand back to her side and backed off a step. A thanks, not just for their current outing, but for everything he had so kindly done for her. She had been meaning to tell him, but the words had always died out before the had a chance to emerge. She was trying to take progressive steps toward getting over her personal failings. Thus far they had been very small steps, but progress was progress and she honestly felt good. The butterflies whipped into a fury to express their approval.
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.
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A tug on his shirt it was a strong pull but why even considers resisting it? This was the first time she had tried pulling him down to her level, if she was going to sock him in the face so be it. If that was her way of showing her affection than he would have gladly taken a few dozen punches to the face. The hand on his shirt loosened as he found her face getting closer, her hand reaching up on his chin and she continued to lean her head forward though there was a little hesitation in the action but sure enough she sucked it up and kissed him. Isabel kissed him! It wasn’t taken like the usual ones and that just made everything that much more surprising.
Bacchus grinned slightly as she pulled away and had given him thanks. Though he doubted it was all just for the date, letting out a low whistle Bacchus postured up and placed his fingers on his lips in an overdramatic motion, “Damn, Love if I knew you loved the Aquarium this much I would have taken you hear a long time ago!” he gave her a smug grin as he leaned down and gave her a quick peck on the forehead, “But in all honesty the pleasure was all mine!” he reached down for her hand and bent over as he kissed it once and then pulled her into a hug, “Most fun I had in some time, and I can’t say that there was anyone else I wanted to spend my day with.”
Bacchus debated mentioning that it was about time she opened up and showed some affection but it would have been a very poor move on his part, if he was going to tease her for showing affection he was going to do it tactfully less she would shut him out worse than she did before. “So, you ready to get out of here?” he asked as he gave her a quick squeeze as he let his grip slip so he could turn his head down to look at Isabel.
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Isabel was somewhat surprised that Bacchus' reactions to her small display of affection were so mild. He was generally one to tease her mercilessly about certain things, especially anything that involved her feelings toward him and her methods of showing them. That nickname reentered the conversation and a short show of theatrics accompanied it while she slowly changed colors yet again. She couldn't help but smile, though, the expression mixed up with some sheepishness and a little embarrassment.
She couldn't help but find it a little pathetic that so much celebration would be given over something as simple as a kiss. She even felt a little guilty about it. She was trying to open up more, but she found it more difficult than others might have. It was a slow process to be sure, but she was trying. At the least she could say that Bacchus was at least a little supportive of her efforts. He had backed off a little in more recent times, but reactions like his current one was a nice dose of encouragement, even if she still felt a little out of her element.
She did little more than roll her eyes at his comment about taking her to the aquarium sooner. She nearly made a reply along the lines of how lucky he was to have gotten her out at all, but let the impulse die away. She could be nice if she wanted to, and at the moment there was no reason to do otherwise. She felt good, and she was enjoying herself. There was no need to risk falling back into a rut just yet.
A kiss on the forehead, a compliment, another kiss on the back of her hand, another hug, even more flattery. It was like her one little action had broken a hole in some kind of emotional dam and small displays of affections were already beginning to trickle through with relative ease. She couldn't help but laugh lightly in the sudden flurry of it and carefully returned the hug she was given. It would be impossible to deal with him now.
She gave a nod to his last inquiry as he pulled back a little. They had already seen a good number of offered attractions at the Aquarium and she was content having seen them without feeling a need to wander through the entire building. She could always come back some other day if she wanted to. "We can leave, sure. Back to the Sanctuary, or was there somewhere else you wanted to go?"
I’m just a well-adjusted gal who likes to leave a serious amount of mayhem in her wake.