RANDOM RP! -Be anything you want to be- Auto Accept

Sydney notice movement in corner of her eyes but didn`t react like a hunter would but a normal teenage girl would do and ignore. When the person sit down she still didn`t lift her head until she finish shaping the werewolf bicep before she look up to see who sat across her. The wolf was almost finish but needed a little more shading for her to be happy with it. When her eyes landed on Lyall had a blank expression in them before they lighten up in recognizable and the corner of her lips turn upwards. "You know its not polite not to announce yourself to someone who clearly to busy to ask first."



The werewolf: http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&tbo=d&biw=1366&bih=643&tbm=isch&tbnid=xHBlRCxXmnAWEM:&imgrefurl=http://anonynoustheatre3000.blogspot.com/2012/06/zack-snyder-is-not-good-director-so.html&docid=KZZm2XsznyaqWM&imgurl=http://www.deviantart.com/download/119873122/Werewolf_Sketch_by_Kenpudiosaki.jpg&w=1839&h=897&ei=hYAZUbyhPMTQ2QWRvYGYDA&zoom=1&ved=1t:3588,r:0,s:0,i:82&iact=rc&dur=1077&sig=108774524244623191892&page=1&tbnh=157&tbnw=322&start=0&ndsp=20&tx=136&ty=99

He smiled and chuckled lightly, "I'm sorry.. Is it alright if I join you Miss Sydney?" His eyes looked down towards the drawing for second but turned back up to meet hers as his smile brightens slightly.

"Since you ask nicely yes you can." Sydney reply back with a bigger smile. "So why are you here?" She ask as she set down her pencil and pick up a french fries instead.

He chuckled, "Well, I live not too far from here and decided to go out for a bit." He took a sip from his coffee.

"Straight here to grab just a cup coffee? Interesting." Sydney inquired finishing up her fries. Man where`s my burger? She though to herself looking over at the counter behind him before dropping her gaze back down at the sketch of the snarling werewolf. She pick up her pencil again and added details on it.

He shrugged, "Yeah.. It's close.." He watched her draw for a moment, "A werewolf?"

"Hm?" She said not hearing him at first and she lift her face in his direction. "oh yeah its a werewolf an angry one." Sydney mumble.

He gave a slight nod, "Right.." He sipped his coffee.

Finally, after waiting for a while, her brand new hamburger came around and she dig in to her dinner for tonight. With this little distraction she chew over the picture of Lyall and the two other teens. Could he really be a werewolf? Sydney silently eyed him and glance down at her sketch then back to him like he could magically reveal the truth of her thoughts. "What can you infer with this sketch?" Sydney ask after she swallow and turn the sketch book around to be seen by Lyall.

Lyall's eyes scanned over the picture after she turned it towards him. He wasn't sure what she was expecting him to say about it and the way she looked at him made him feel as if something else was up, that something was off. The drawing looked almost as if it could be his wolf form but there was no way to tell for sure; it could be any werewolf, maybe even one she made up.
After staring a moment longer at the picture he just shrugged and said, "It just seems like an angry wolf man to me." He looked up to her, "Why?"

Sydney didn`t know what to expect when Lyall answer her question but her unknown hope disappear collectedly. She shrugs a little at Lyall and turns it back around. "Wanted to see if your passionate about art or something. Its a test I usually ask people to see if they pull a deep meaning from straight forward drawing." She told him and took another bite out of her hamburger.

"Oh, right.. I see." He shrugged. "Well, I actually do enjoy art. But I prefer the more.. musical.. side of the arts." He chuckled.

Sydney broke into a toothy grin and laughs. "Who doesn`t? Art in the drawing department scare people away like reading a classical book assign by your literature teacher."

He laughed, "Yes. I suppose that is true."

"It is the truth now what should i draw next?" She muse to herself as she flip to the next clean page. "Is that all you want right now?" Sydney ask pointing at his cup of coffee with her pencil.

He looked down at his mug of coffee, "For now, yes.. And I think you should draw.. Hmm.. How about a.. Tiger. I like tigers." He chuckled.

"Sure, I could do just that for you, Lyall." Sydney said with a grin and started to scratch away with her pencil on the piece of paper. "How was your rest of the day went?" She ask.

He watched as her pencil moved along the surface of the paper, "Eh, I suppose it went alright. How about yours?"

"It was horribly boring for me had nothing to do beside follow my father lead." Sydney told him with an equally tone of voice to emphasis how boring her afternoon was. Still that picture of Lyall puzzle her and made her glance up from her sketch book to Lyall with a questionable look in her eyes while her hand freely move across the page. "Do you want the tiger to look like?" She ask dropping her gazes down.

"Your father's lead? Is he bossy or something?" Lyall saw the questioning look of her eyes and it made him wonder. She kept looking at him that way. Did she know something? He glanced down at the paper she was drawing on. "Hmm... I think he should be a proud tiger with his head held high. That kinda thing "

Sydney gave him a look from above her glasses before looking back down at her sketchbook with a smile and a snort. "That would be a soft way of putting it." She told him truthfully. Sydney busy herself with finishing up the head part of the tiger for Lyall letting her pencil move about across the page without much of a plan before hand. "My father like to be a leader and he tends to lead/ boss me about."

He pondered over that for a moment, "Hmm.. I see.." He paused for a moment. "Is it alright if I ask what exactly it is that the two of you do? Or is that too many questions?"

"I`m not sure. . .depends on what you mean." Sydney said slowly and now purposely keeping her head tilted down to hide the expression that slowly forming on her face. Her heart was starting to hammer in her chest, palm slick with fresh sweat, and getting difficult to breathe regularly, he was getting to close to their personal life. Their was no way in hell she could tell him that they both travel around the world hunting down supernatural creatures that lurk around the dark and killing them with her father. Unless she make it into a joke but she wouldn`t be able to pull it off with out looking guilty.

"Hmm... I meant as a job or whatever. But it seems that's too much to ask.." He saw the change in her posture and expression and knew he had asked too much. He was quiet for a moment as he fumbled for some excuse or reasoning. "My apologies.. It's not often I meet knew people, at least not from around here. I just tend to get a bit curious."

Sydney look up from the sketch book and gave him a bright smile then laughs a little. "Well that`s a very strange question to ask Lyall." She told him as she turn her sketch book over to him. "I`m done and my father is a traveling sells men and I`m his assistant or more like his slave." Sydney told him recovering from that very . . . awkward moment. She knew he saw how tense she was and their was no way to excuse herself for it unless she tell what, 'The real question is what he sells that makes me so nervous' or along those lines but then he probably think her father was a drug dealer.