Nothing To Do

Jason wandered aimlessly around the outer garden, bare feet padding on the grass - purposefully avoiding the gravel. He leaned against a towering tree, taking in the sight of flowers blooming into season.

Bored.

Bored, bored, bored.

He slammed his head against the tree, whining out loud his thoughts as he slide down the tree in despair. Nobody seems to be in this overly huge mansion tonight. That, or he kept missing them. He had been trying to find one of his 'fuck buddies', hoping to bump into them. Or not even one of his 'fuck buddies', maybe even just someone to just talk to. Of course, no luck there.

He then thought about maybe going out to town, but nobody was out at this time of night or day of the week (Well, nobody of interest. Just a drunkard or three that would be a source of entertainment for about two minutes.). Besides, he was not that bloodthirsty.

Then he came up with the grand plan of trying to entertain himself through other means - other then sex, alcohol, and blood. And, that is where he is now. But, no matter what he tried; playing an instrument, drawing, reading a book, taking a walk. Everything he did he quickly lost interest in, finding it all beyond dull.

He unbuttoned a couple more from his blue shirt. Not only that, but it was a clammy night, meaning not only everything was boring, it was also strenuous. All he craved right now was to talk to somebody, anybody, other then sit here while his mind went numb.

Aodh grinned, walking out onto the beautiful large gardens with a large Husky dog at his side.

When his bare feet touched soft grass, he tossed the tennis ball he had been holding.

"Fetch, Maccon."

The dog barked then bolted off after the disappearing ball, tail wagging fiercely.

When the dog did find the ball, it was at the feet of a man leaning against a tree. She yipped at him excitedly then padded forwards, nudging the ball closer to him, yipping again.

Jason blinked, and turned his head in the direction of were he heard the barking. A Husky dog bounded towards him - or rather, the tennis ball that thudded down next to his feet moments ago.

A large grin stretched from ear to ear on Jason's face, he could of almost screamed in joy as another living soul made its appearance - one that would not run off, like the other animals on the premises. Sure, while he can only have a one-sided conversation with her, but company was company. Plus,, he did like dogs.

"Why, aren't you a pretty girl?" While his scent was as good as other vampires, he could still tell what something's biological gender was. He roughly fussed the Husky's behind the ear (she seemed the rough and tumble type), then patted her back, before grabbing the ball and throwing it across the garden - testing to see how far to could catch it.

He shrugged of the wonder of who it belonged to, as he had not seen the dog around, simply glad for the company.

Maccon gave an excited bark as she was fussed. She jumped up, pressing her paws against Jace's stomach so her tongue could lap out of her mouth and against his chin and neck. She wasn't quite big enough to reach his cheek.

But when the ball was thrown, she abandoned all attempts to cover the man with saliva in favour of pelting after the little neon object.

Moments later she was back again, ball in her jaw. She sat in front of him and dropped the ball at his feet again.

"Oi, Maccon, where are ya, girl?" Aodh called, brows furrowed. It never took her this long to find a ball. She hadn't gone and tried something stupid and got herself stuck, had she?

Wiping away the dog's saliva from it's "love licks", as his sister lovingly called them, he watched as the dog sprinted back off again to get fetch the thrown ball, wagging tail in tow.

Grinning widely, jade eyes watched as the husky zoomed back towards him, only moments after he thrown the ball. He gave her another rough fuss behind the ear.

"Good girl~"

Another hand joined the fussing, scratching behind bother the ears before the lent down to kiss the dogs head. Pulling away, he stopped fussing the dog to look in the direction of were he had heard an unknown voice - that sounded rather familiar, now he thought about it.

Looking at the dog with a raised eyebrow, he asked: "Is that you owner, girl?" He ruffled the dogs fur, then sat up straight, looking once more at where the voice came from - lazily continuing the pet the husky.

Maccon liked this boy. He was fun~

But he smelled different to Master and Master's Master. He even smelled different than Master's brother. But they were all fun, too. They became dogs like her and played with her.

She gave another bark, tail wagging at the question. Yeah, that was her Master.

She snapped playfully at his feet before skittering backwards, tail wagging furiously.

"Oi, Maccon!" Aodh was getting frustrated now. If she were stuck she would have cried out and he would have heard her. So where the hell was she? "Where the Hell are you?" His accent thickened in his annoyance, becoming almost entirely impossible to understand unless you had been around it for a long while.

"MACCON!"

"So it is?"

He continued to fuss the dog before she pulled away. He watched in interest as she jumped back, snapping her jaws excitedly. Grinning again, he grabbed the neon ball to throw it back off into the distance.

Pausing mid-throw, he turned his head back into the direction of were the shouting was coming form.

"Maccon? Is that you name?" He leaned over the ruffle the fur again, grinning. "A very pretty name for a very gorgeous husky~ "

He sighed, placing the ball back down in front of her. "Maybe you should go back now." He gently rubbed the back of her ear, then pulled away to lean back against the tree. Diverting his eyes from the husky, he tried to show disinterest - wanting her to go back to were she belonged. It was a shame, he liked the playful girl... He thought about maybe getting his own pet, maybe a cat or a dog, or something exotic... Like a bird of paradise!

She cocked her head and whimpered when he leaned back against the tree, looking away.

She sat down and whimpered again louder, her blue eyes staring up at him sadly. Why was he ignoring her? Did she make him angry? Maccon was sorry!

She lifted her paw in the air to 'shake.'

"Maccon!" Aodh finally caught sight of the husky and jogged forwards, the muscles of his bare chest stretching and rolling. "Maccon, you eedjit, don't worry me like that."

He dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her neck, burying her face in her soft grey fur.

"Eedjit," he repeated, voice muffled by the thick fur.

Jason tried to ignore her whimpering. Subtly, he inched his head around to look at her, melting at her sky blue puppy dog eyes, and how adorable she was when she lifted her paw - batting at the air in a 'shake' motion.

He was about to break and just snuggle the adorable dog, until he saw a man walking into his vision from the corner of his eye. The newcomer heading straight to Moccan, like how Moccan headed straight to the ball.

Assuming it was her owner, Jason sat back to take in the scene of owner and dog reuniting - a cheesy song oh so often played in films running through his head. He could also make out a sunset, glowing dramatically behind them. It was those kind of scenes that made grown men spill a couple of tears.

Jason shock his head a little, licking away a amused grin at the sight of the sweet scene, quickly removing the thoughts of sunsets, cheesy music, and men crying.

He looked the newcomer over, frowning a little. The red head looked very similar to the other redhead, and he had the subtle scent that was very different from vampires. Maybe it was the Lycan... C.... Something. That Lycan he had briefly met a few months ago. A friend of Giacinto's, if he remembered correctly. Only this man had a different hairstyle, a lot of fluffier then the beautiful long straight hair. Jason mentally slapped himself, humanoid creatures like themselves did change their hairstyles (or, at least the ones he knew) every so often.

"Sooo, you must be this pretty girls owner, C-" He tried to remember the mans (who was not who he thought it was) name, while making his presence known. "Er, sorry, what was your name again?"

He stroked Maccon affectionately, rocking back on his heels to crouch instead of kneeling in the dirt. "You gotta stop running off and leaving me to worry, girl. At this rate, you'll make me lose all my hair."

His silver eyes snapped up to the other man. "Aye, I'm Maccon's master," he replied, standing from his crouch and offering his hand.

A ginger brow arched. "I'm Aodh." Again...? He had never met this kid before.

Jason grasped the others hand to shake it, the tanned hand lingering a moment longer then necessary in his normal flirty manner. Pulling away, he let the fingertips brush against the Irishmen's palm and fingertips. Hey, it was not his fault. It was pure habit, Jason would argue, honestly.

"Aodh?" Jason tested the name, pronouncing it correctly. It defiantly sounded nothing like the other Irishmen's name. "Ah, sorry. You look a lot like another Lycan around here."

A bright grin formed on his face. "The name's Jason, or Jace." Fussing Maccon again, he complemented in a cheerfully: "And I have to say, she is gorgeous~"

The Lycan cleared his throat, his hand retreating to the safety of his pocket. As much tolerance as he had for sex in his old age, he still liked to get to know people before he started flirting.

Aodh arched a brow but a moment later, realisation sparked in his silver eyes. "Ah, you probably met my brother, Coilean. We look pretty similar."

He grinned, eyes gleaming with pride flitting to Maccon. "Aye, she is. Found her when she was just a pup. Alek let me keep her and we've been inseparable ever since."

Jason eyes lit up when he recognized the name. Mentally noting the name down in case he ever met the other brother again, he grinned cheekily "Really? I would not of guessed." He paused, then cocked his head to the side. "Twins, I am guessing?" Then agin, not. He did have a couple of brothers and sister that were splitting images, but had a considerable few years separating them.

"How old is she, then?" When he asked the question his eyes only flickered up momentarily at Aodh, too busy fussing and cooing over Maccon to take much notice of anything else. Even the normal thoughts of sex and flirting did not fill his mind, which simple set on how adorable Maccon was.

He nodded. Aye, Aodh and Coilean were twins. They did everything from talking in creepy unison to being able to communicate through 'twins telepathic communication.' That little stunt could scare many people away. It was actually rather funny to watch how freaked out people got over it.

The Lycan crouched again and took Maccon's ear between his fingers, tugging it affectionately.

In response the Husky yipped, her tail wagging as she turned her head to lick his bare neck and shoulder.

"She's only five. She's just a little pup." He smiled at the large dog, running his hand down her back.

He withdrew his hands, dusting them off to get rid of the dog hair. He was probably going to smell of dog all night, Jason mused. Ah well, he was going to have a shower later this morning - freezing, so that he won't feel stuffy in the slowly warming and clammy weather.

"She will grow bigger then?" Sure, he liked dogs, and other animals, but that did not mean that he was an expert on them. Except maybe cats or birds, the majority of his family often taking on a transformation form those groups. He watched the Husky affectionately lap at the Lycan's bare skin, and the Vampire grinned a little lopsided. Gah, that dog was so cute.

"Nah, she's fully grown now. But she's still my little pup."

He laid a kiss on her nose and fussed her roughly, grinning as she squirmed and yipped excitedly.

Maccon was excited and restless. She wanted to play fetch or chase. Chase as good, Chase was fun~

She wriggled out of Aodh's hold and jumped up at Jace, tongue swiping over his chin before she darted back a few feet, padding back at him, dropping onto her stomach, tail wagging playfully.

Aodh chuckled. "Looks like she wants you to play with her."

"I see~"

Jason laughed a little as she jumped up at him, pushing him into the tree as her tongue aimed at his chin. Turning his head to the side, slightly upturned, to avoid the tongue on instinct. Giving the dog another ruffle as she jumped back down, darting backwards and forwards, low on her front legs.

His eyes flickered up at Aodh, then back down at the dog. "You want to play then, girl~?" He spoke enthusiastically to the dog. Recovering the saliva coated, he stood up so he could throw it better. Fakely throwing the ball in one direction, he waited to see if the dog would go for it, before throwing it in a different direction as hard as he could.

She sat down and stared up at him silently.

Aodh laughed, sitting back on the grass to watch the scene. He, of course, knew what Maccon wanted. but he wasn't going to help the young vampire. He'd have to puzzle it out by himself.

With Maccon staring at him like he had three heads until he figured it out.

Jason pouted as the dog just sat there, not exactly the reaction he expected. He childishly shot a glare at Aodh, nothing behind it, as the Lycan laughed at him. The glare formed back into a confused pout.

Crouching back down so that he was eye to eye to the husky, he pursed him lips in thought.

"So, not ball?" At least that narrowed it down to what 'play' the dog wanted - since ball also excluded any other typed of 'fetch' object.

He grabbed a sturdy stick next to him, and waved in in front of the dog, offering the other end. Hopefully, that won't be as fruitless?

More silent staring.

...Tug of war? Seriously? Aodh laughed harder, grin widening. This was going to be amusing. He knew Maccon and he knew that she'd sit there staring at him until he figured out what it is she wanted.

And if he tried to leave, she'd follow him around until he finally played with her.

It was fruitless.

Tossing the stick to the side, he fell down so that he was sitting on the grass, ignoring the laughing Lycan. Legs out stretched, and leaning against the tree again he nudged Maccon with his foot.

"He could at least give me a clue." He stated dramatically - throwing his arms up the the heavens.

Crossing his arms and pouting, he eyed the dog, nudging her with his foot again.

She stayed completely still the first time he nudged her.

The second time, though, she bent and caught the hem of his jeans in her mouth, tugging them with as much force as she could, dragging him along the ground a few feet.

She jumped back, letting go of the jeans, then jumped forwards again, batting at a foot with her paws before darting back a few feet.

Aodh just watched in amusement. How long would it take the vampire to figure it out?

Jason jumped a little as she dragged him by his jeans - a little surprised by her strength. He felt himself slide down the tree until his head bumped on the grass.

Lifting himself up, he watched in amusement as the husky leaped around, batting at his foot. Leaning easily down between his legs, resting his chin on his hands, he looked at the husky again, pout still in place.

"Play fighting?" he asked, followed by a whine: "But it is too hot to do that, if that is what you want to do." Though, in this form, it would not be too difficult to pin the playful husky down (right?), in his other forms, that would be impossible.

Maccon pouted and whined, blue eyes widening and ears drooping sadly. He didn't want to play with her?

She lifted her paw in another 'shake' motion, whimpering softly. She wanted to play with him. She wanted to play chase. Chase was fun.

Aodh leaned forwards and ran his hand down Maccon's back. He would have offered to play with her, but he knew she was dead set on playing chase with Jace. She'd be severely disappointed if Jace didn't play with her.

Jason's lip jutted out as Maccon whined. Drawing his brows together, he felt his heart melt at her pitiful look, and he big blue eyes.

"Sorry girl, but it is too hot to move too much... If play fighting is what you want to d-doo?" He stretched the 'do' out, awing at her pathetically as she lifted her paw - looking like she is scratching the air.

Jason's jade eyes turned up to look at Aodh, begging him silently to him him out. Or to explain what exactly Maccon wanted.