Second Chance {for Passionate Shadow}

[CleverFox]

It was about mid-day and the juvenile detention facility, at least on the outside, was vacant of activity save for a pair that were standing near the gate that led to the outside world. The larger of the pair was dressed in a uniform similar to that which a police officer would wear and was standing beside a young boy who was dressed in an orange jumpsuit that declared him an inmate.

Or at least a former inmate.

The boy's day in court had ended surprisingly well for him and rather than being sentenced to actual time in juvie the boy was instead going to be handed over to a sort of parole officer. This person was going to take charge of the kid and make sure that he didn't break any other laws. A job that might be easier said than done considering the boy, a slender built thirteen year old by the name of Rafe Faolan, had a hair trigger.

He had a fairly extensive rap sheet but it was an assault charge that had finally landed him behind bars.

"You better keep your nose clean kid," the corrections officer said to the boy that he was standing beside, one hand grasping the kid's arm so that he couldn't go anywhere. "I don't want to see you back here."

Rafe glanced up at the man as he spoke and there was a hard to read look on his face. One of his intense gray-blue eyes was covered by his mahogany hair but the other was practically glaring daggers at the guy. "Maybe I'll just make a run for it and solve both our problems," he said in a deadpan tone of voice.

[Passionate Shadow]

It wasn't long until a large matt black hummer pulled up out side the court and a rather large individual stepped out from the spacious car. He was dressed rather well, wearing what looked like something off of an Armani Catwalk. It was sleek and classy over all with black slack, a pea and a pea coat. He was a rather tall individual topping the chart near 7'0'' his imposing figure was chiseled beneath those modest layers of cloth.

He stepped in to the detention facility and checked in using a pass port and his driver's license. He had long pearly white hair that was tied back in to a taught tail. His eyes held a vibrant blue tone and he spoke with a smooth velvety voice, a comforting one to hear. After he was finished with the receptionist he was lead over to the youth whom he was under taking as he just finished signing some pages.

Perhaps self aware of his intimidating prowess he moved to kneel on one knee before you the youth and offered a warm smile. " You must be Rafe. I've heard so much about you... It's a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I'm Matthew. " he said offering over his hand to shake.

His hair may have been white but it was full and thick, his features were still rather young of a man in his prime. It was an odd contrast to see some one so youthful and so professionally dressed to have white hair... it seemed natural as his brows were also a pale tone...

He certainly turned heads as the receptionist couldn't help keep her eyes off this man. He he may have towered over the officer whom was with Rafe now but he absolutely dwarfed the poor boy.

[CleverFox]

Rafe blinked several times as he watched a man the size of a tank walk toward him and the oh so lovely guard that was currently holding his arm. He might have made an attempt at escape, had there been anywhere to go, but as it was he was just biding his time. His gray-blue eyes shifted to the man as he knelt and that was enough to get a scoff from the teenager.

"I hope you realize...putting your face within range is really not smart policy," the boy said, his tone making it impossible to tell whether or not he was being serious in this moment.

Although considering the charges that had landed him in this predicament to begin with it would probably be wise to assume that he meant what he was saying. Rafe just sort of stared at the hand that was being held out to him, seeming to be debating something before he shook his head.

"Yea, no thanks," he said with a shrug. "I'm sure you've heard a lot, I'm equally sure it's all been bad, can we just skip the formalities?"

After all Rafe was fairly certain that the man was just saying that it was a pleasure to make his acquaintance because that was what polite people did. And honestly, Rafe couldn't help but think to himself, who even spoke like that anymore? This guy was just an enigma all around and Rafe found that he was completely perplexed.

And he was wondering how this guy had ended up with this job in the first place.

For whatever reason, to Rafe he didn't seem like the type.

"Are you armed?" the kid asked out of the blue, his single visible eye focused intensely on the man as he waited to see if he would answer. Or else otherwise give hint as to the answer should he decide that he really didn't want to actually respond.

[Passionate Shadow]

Matthew listened intently to the boy as he spoke up. "Ah... formalities and manners are important. " He offered in response. " I just thought it'd be nice to start things off on the right foot. " He offered lightly speaking in that strange comforting sort of tone. It was perhaps the subdued mirth and demure nature to it that had this effect.

His withdrew his hand however. " Oh what a pity it is... the youth of today knows so little about etiquette these days. " He said aloud more so to himself. " Do not worry , we shall remedy this soon enough for your benefit Rafe." Matthew said turning his words back to the boy.


He moved to stand back at his full height. In truth Matthew was a gentle 'giant' or at least he tried to be. He knew his size could come off as intimidating and that he could be rather clumsy if he was not careful and mindful of himself and his surroundings.

"Armed? Very nice syntax, Rafe. I'm genuinely surprised you did not opt for the word 'strapped'. Color me impressed. You're very bright for your age aren't you? " Matthew asked rhetorically so.

Matthew was in short studying the youth for all that he was worth. He had already mentally started picking him apart and adding data of his every action to his neat little file on exactly how the boy acted. He'd put his notes to use soon enough in helping him develop in to a blossoming member of society. "But to answer your inquiry; No, I am not armed at the moment."

[CleverFox]

"Manners are overrated and this wolf is rabid," Rafe replied, his words a play on his name, which meant 'wise wolf'. He was sizing this guy up as well and while he was definitely intimidating as far as sheer size went the mannerisms of the man served as a disarming quality. Perhaps that was a case of 'don't judge a book by its cover', Rafe was going to have to wait and see on that one.

He tended to do a lot of analyzing.

The question about his intelligence, rhetorical or not, gained a snort from the boy. "IQ of 189 so yes, I'd say I'm bright for any age," Rafe stated in a matter of fact voice. He was arrogant to a degree when it came to his genius level IQ but then again it would be hard not to be. And as far as he was concerned the only difference between arrogance and confidence was the ability to back it up.

When the man went on to say that he wasn't armed Rafe nodded his head slightly but didn't say anything. He did take note of the 'at the moment' bit, which to him implied that the man did in fact have a weapon. He didn't point that out because he really didn't want Matthew to realize that he had noticed that little inclusion in the statement.

"So are we gonna stand here all day or can we get the hell out of this place?"

There was a hint of impatience to his voice as he said this because really Rafe had had more than his fill of the place.

[Passionate Shadow]

"Well that depends... Do you know what's to be done with you?" Matthew asked initially. "Are you prepared for the new path life has laid out for you?" He asked slowly so.
"Because I do not think it would be fair to lead you on with out first warning you of what's going to be changed.


I'll make this short and painless for you; Life's not fair by any means. Now with me I will tell you exactly what I expect of you... I'm certain you are smart enough to realize that actions have consequences and that holds true in my home. Your actions have brought you here, under my care. I will do my very best to be more than fair with you. I will do my very best to try and understand what troubles you and I will try my very best to hear you out civilly. I know you may wish to test me, and push your limits; but do your self the favor and don't push it. Your time with me can in truth be pleasant... or if you wish to test the boundaries I set... it can be hell on earth. My rules are few and simple. I trust you to understand that respect and trust are privileges- ones that I am extending to you now. Once broken they can be very hard to build back up... That said... I do honestly welcome you in to my home. I hope that we can work through this time together and work towards a brighter future."

[CleverFox]

"You ask that question like I have a choice in this," Rafe said in a very blunt tone of voice, his single visible eye once again focused on the man. "I didn't ask for this, I don't want it and if I had my way I'd hightail it to somewhere else." He actually wasn't discounting that option entirely but he wasn't going to advertise it either because that would just be dumb.

It was at this point that Matthew launched into what Rafe was viewing as a lecture that also contained a warning...or maybe it was a threat.

"Hell on Earth you say?" Rafe quipped, not showing any signs of being intimidated by this. "Maybe I should extend a warning of my own...I can give as good as I get." He wasn't sure what the guy meant by pushing boundaries but he did want to make it abundantly clear that he wasn't a pushover by any stretch of the imagination. He was small and he was scrappy but he had learned to fight, by doing it, and while this guy was huge that didn't necessarily mean that he didn't stand a chance.

The bigger they are and all that.

[Passionate Shadow]

"Oh... you do have a choice... it's a simple one... Either you come with me... or you stay here... "

He spoke slowly with pauses here and there and gestured to the facility.

"Though I highly recommend coming with me... staying here will do you no favors. " Matthew offered lightly in explanation.

He offered a simple shared glance to the correctional officer. " Trust me... you don't want to stay here. "

[CleverFox]

"I wasn't told there was a choice to be made," Rafe said bluntly when he was told that he did in fact have options. "The way I understood it was that the decision had already been made." Not that it mattered really, it wasn't like he was going to stay in juvie of his own free will. The likelihood of escape seemed so much higher if he went with this guy.

"Not like I'd stay behind anyway," Rafe said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Stand a better chance of being able to get away from you."

There was a hint of arrogance in his tone as he said this, Rafe gesturing toward the exit as he added, "Let's just get on with it so you can get to the regret stage of this entire ordeal." Because he was pretty certain that Matthew was in fact going to regret his decision to get involved in this.

Whether or not Rafe actively tried to make him regret it.

[Passionate Shadow]

"Right... " He offered a glance to the officer. " May I?" He asked before moving to scoop Rafe up and tuck him under an arm.

"If a wolf you are, you are still a pup. " Matthew said gently and carried the youth out with him perhaps it was one of the odder sort of scenes to pass through their doors.

"The rules are simple. Do not open any door that is closed or locked with out first asking me permission. Do not lie to me, ever. Profanity will not be tolerated. Possession or use of Contraband will not be tolerated. If you break any of my rules expect consequences then and there."

He stepped out to his car and deposited Rafe in the back before closing the door. He stepped around to the front and climbed in. The interior was rather cold, the car had been left running. There were child locks on the doors and the glass was tinted dark and near solid. There was two dividers between the back seat and some sectioned off area in the back. There was another divider between the back and the front.