#nolaxwolf

Qhuinn froze when it soon became very apparent that the ball had of course chosen to bounce off the ass of a man. Small hands began to shake as she took a deep breath. She couldn’t keep reacting like this every time she saw a man. Especially now that she had given up the shelter and isolation of her family home for life in a small town. She was a nurse, a cafe’ owner. A member of a supernatural community. Not every man was going to hurt her. At least this one seemed nice, or at least understanding.

“Well that sounds like it has a story behind it” Qhuinn laughed a little, the sound still coming out a bit nervous. “Thanks though. Guess I don’t know my own strength” Or rather, she was still getting used to it. “Ah, I’m Qhuinn. And this is Remus. We just got here a few days ago”

Francis noticed the reaction of the woman, shaking hands, a slight sweat response, and a swallow. There it was, someone who had recognized him, someone who had remembered the court case, and what had happened. He wanted to roll his eyes, but then she introduced herself. Interesting, not the usual response he got from people who recognized him.

"Happens to the best of us," he commented, forgoing the introduction. "You two enjoying Saintes so far?" he questioned as the dog ran back up with the ball. He held a hand out for the dog to smell, he liked dogs, they usually were much more interesting than people.

Due to a family emergency, @nolaxwolf is on a two week hiatus.

Qhuinn froze when it soon became very apparent that the ball had of course chosen to bounce off the ass of a man. Small hands began to shake as she took a deep breath. She couldn’t keep reacting like this every time she saw a man. Especially now that she had given up the shelter and isolation of her family home for life in a small town. She was a nurse, a cafe’ owner. A member of a supernatural community. Not every man was going to hurt her. At least this one seemed nice, or at least understanding.

“Well that sounds like it has a story behind it” Qhuinn laughed a little, the sound still coming out a bit nervous. “Thanks though. Guess I don’t know my own strength” Or rather, she was still getting used to it. “Ah, I’m Qhuinn. And this is Remus. We just got here a few days ago”

Francis noticed the reaction of the woman, shaking hands, a slight sweat response, and a swallow. There it was, someone who had recognized him, someone who had remembered the court case, and what had happened. He wanted to roll his eyes, but then she introduced herself. Interesting, not the usual response he got from people who recognized him.

"Happens to the best of us," he commented, forgoing the introduction. "You two enjoying Saintes so far?" he questioned as the dog ran back up with the ball. He held a hand out for the dog to smell, he liked dogs, they usually were much more interesting than people.

@nolaxwolf “You’re ready for a break huh? I think I am too” Qhuinn stood and stretched, looking down at her Samyoed with a loving smile. She had been unpacking for an undtermined number of hours now and the poor dog was likely about to burst. Lucky her that he hadn’t decided to take out his frustrations on her newly cleaned floors.. She supposed she did owe him an hour or so at the park. “C’mon big man, let’s go for a walk!” Clearly understanding the ‘W’ work, Remus made a beeline for the door, waiting with bright eyes and a wagging tail. Once there she let him do his thing, sipping on an iced coffee she’d bought on the way. Soon Remus bounded to her with that look in his eyes. She’d only had the dog for a few weeks but already they knew each other pretty darn well. “You want your ball? Well you’re gonna have to go get it then!” Qhuinn laughed softly, tossing the tennis ball. Of course her trajectory was off, the ball sailing over the Samoyed’s head, bouncing off the ass of a poor passerby. Shit... “Oh..god. I am so sorry!” She called, face going up in flames. “Would you believe me if I blamed it on the dog?”

Francis had to admit, this town was better than he had expected so far. He had found a farmers market, and always being one to enjoy the best ingredients, he'd picked up plenty of produce for the evening's seating. It was funny, how the people of this little town had seemingly forgiven him for all that... unpleasantness in New York. Maybe it was true what they said, small towns were just better about things like that. Either way.

He made his way through the park, walking towards the restaurant until he felt something collide with his ass and stopped, turning to see what had just bounced off of him. A tennis ball, and a dog racing towards him, along with a very embarrassed looking young woman. "No harm done," the brit assured the young woman. "It's not the worst thing I've had thrown at me, I can assure you," he said as he stooped to pick up the ball and toss it to the fluffy white dog who was waiting for the ball.

Name of Homeowner: Qhuinn Fontenot Description of Home: A small corner studio apartment over her cafe'. Like the café itself it's old, eclectic, and full of character and that was what attracted both to Qhuinn. She also loves the convenience of being right above her café but that doesn't mean she won't still be late! Number of Beds/Baths: It's a studio, so one-ish bedroom and one bathroom How many People will Occupy this Home?: Qhuinn and her dog Remus