Old Friend Reunion. [private]

[Clyde Vellese]

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Sun shined down on Lorsette, displaying a glorious day for the Newfoundland city. There was something about the pleasant weather which suggested the entire day would possess happiness, evident by the events which would occur today. A broad grin touched Clyde's lips as he drove down the streets towards the airport. Years ago he met his friend and student, one of the many he taught during his travels throughout the world. Despite the distances they travelled, the pair managed to maintain contact and proceeded to enjoy each other's company. Now arrived the day where Alec planned to visit Lorsette, which brought anticipation to the lycanthrope as he continued down the numerous roads of Lorsette. After settling in the Canadian city, Clyde prayed a day would arrive where his dear friend would venture out to visit him; despite the dangerous occurrences which were frequent in Lorsette. While threats lurked around every corner, the lycanthrope was determined to protect his friend from peril should it arrive.

Eventually, Clyde reached the parking lot of the airport, where he selected a space before exiting the car to head inside the rather large airport. As usual, the doctor wore attire which leaned more towards the formal side, making it obvious his preference in clothing had not changed. He wore a white dress shirt with a dark coloured vest and simple black dress pants. A tie drifted down from his neck, the end being hidden beneath the vest he chose for the occasion. The common pair of thin-lensed glasses remained perched on his nose alongside the bracelet which tamed his lycanthrope transformation. While hundreds of years were spent adjusting to the forceful conversion of species, Clyde remained inept in controlling the various powers of a lycanthrope. There were times he worried the severe lacking in control would result in somebody being injured, thus his fear causing a heavy reliance on the beaded charm around his wrist. Gradually, each step carried the doctor closer to the airport, his expression still sporting joviality the closer he grew.

Slowly, he pushed through the heavy doors of the establishment and entered the fray of people entering and exiting the airport. While the crowds were fairly large, navigation was easy for the massive lycanthrope who most individuals avoided; his imposing frame made numerous people believe bumping into him could potentially hurt. Luggage and people passed in groups while others spoke with the desks or sat in the waiting station while people boarded off the flight. A glance towards the overhead signs allowed for Clyde to smoothly discover where those exiting the flight would be escorted. There was a steady increase to the redhead's excitement as he hastily walked towards his destination in search of his friend, Alec.

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Once he was off the plane, Alec spent a good minute just stretching. You'd think he'd be used to the small space that traveling provided, but no such luck. Once he was sure his blood was flowing properly to all his limbs, he immediately set to looking around the airport. He'd seen the city from overhead, having been lucky enough to get a window seat, but the airport itself was just as interesting. They were always so different, especially when traveling between different countries. Of course, the one thing that never changed was just how easy it was to get lost in one. Peeking up at the signs, he immediately set out to find the baggage claim, before he could wander too far off. He only had one bag with him. He'd always been one to travel light, even when it was his entire life he was moving along. He knew that no matter how little he bought, he'd be able to build up a perfectly good life from it. Even if he'd just be leaving it all behind again, the next time he got wanderlust... But he had a feeling he'd be sticking around here for a while, at least. Maybe he could even buy a home. Though, that was all getting too far ahead of himself. Putting his future aside, the more important thing to be focused on in that moment, was who else had found themself in this city. Clyde! He'd met the man many years past, and they'd gotten along quite well. Clyde had even meet the one to teach him about basic medical skills, way back when. Considering they were both avid travelers, it had been quite a while since they'd met in person, but they'd never lost contact, really. It would be too sad to lose contact with such a dear friend, so the Elf had been very careful about it, making sure to send letters with his new address every time he moved. But the time for letters was no more, as for the first time in so long, they had ended up in the same city. After grabbing his small suitcase from the claim, he continued looking around. He knew it wouldn't hard to spot the man. Honestly, it would be just impossible to miss him. This point was proven as, in no time at all, he caught sight of the red-haired giant. Grinning, he called out to the man, waving wildly. "Clyde, over here!" @ Clyde Vellese

[Clyde Vellese]

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There was a wide grin on Clyde’s face as his superior height allowed him to glance over the crowd with ease; people had reason to refer to him as a giant of sorts. These were the moments he could appreciate his height considering it proved useful whenever he was required to search for a specific person amidst a crowd of many. Constantly, his green eyes would flit around the area, excited to discover his blond friend. After receiving the message related to Alec arriving in Lorsette, his anticipation proceeded to increase. The frantic glancing made his excitement evident, the lycanthrope desiring to be retold the stories of the elf’s recent travels. After settling in Lorsette for many years, he no longer traversed the world to learn the newest wonders. Once he settled to assist the injured in Lorsette, he relied solely on the stories he could get from his friends who travelled. There were times he missed the exhilarating life spent venturing Earth and making discoveries, but eventually, Lorsette became his home.

Perhaps time would arrive where he regretted his decision or settle or time would come where he would pack up and proceed on his adventures, however, he felt comfortable in his current surroundings. The search for Alec continued briefly until the lycanthrope's sensitive ears managed to hear his name, resulting in him turning to see his friend waving his hands wildly. A hearty chuckle escaped the doctor's throat from the display as he weaved through the crowd to get closer to the blond's location.

"Alec! It has been too long!" He began, louder than intended, but his voice promptly adjusted to an average volume. "How have you been? Oh! And how has the travelling been?"

The questions began naturally, Clyde being plenty prepared to listen about everything in Alec's recent explorations; partially for catching up and to taste a hint of adventure. There was hope Lorsette could capture his friend's interest for an extended period of time, especially considering the redhead seldom received visits from his fellow travellers. While being planted in a single area proved to be beneficial for meeting one another, these visits were frequently brief or interrupted for new adventures. Maintaining sturdy connections with wanderers appeared to be quite difficult under most circumstances considering their tendency to leave for new adventures, but he hoped for his relationship with Alec to remain strong. His former student and current friend proved to be excellent company, and the redhead prayed they had not separated throughout the years. After a few moments, Clyde gestured for Alec to follow so they could head out of the airport.

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