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[♚ M I U ♚]

Mercy paused before she sat down turning to see Jackdaw still standing almost protectively over Fae. She should of let him handle the situation. He would of probably handled it not as violently. Her gaze traveled over to Fae hearing the soft thank you still in her ears. Fae's past was getting interesting, and maybe dangerous depending on who her father was. The pack may have to seat her down, and get the story. She sighed deciding she couldn't sit now, and walked back over to Jackdaw. Laying her arm on his shoulder she used him to lean on. Her eyes stared at the burly man not expecting him to back down so easy. She however, knew she wasn't fully herself so she would have to let Jackdaw handle it. She turned her lips brushing against his ear too softly for anyone else to hear," Try not to kill him or get hurt..I won't be able to take seeing you get hurt right now." She squeezed his shoulder before backing away taking his seat while he stood so she could be close to Fae if anyone else joined in. She crossed her legs her black combat boots bobbing showing off she wasn't as calm as she seemed.

Marc smirked pointing a finger at her,"Hey don't be hurting my ego. You love it after all." He teased back licking his lips as she wiggled her assets before him. If she wasn't careful they might not eat breakfast after all. Marc felt his heart skip a beat at the thought, but knew they needed food in their system.

[:Joey:]

Rubi flashed him that dangerous smile of hers, a wicked look, then finished cooking the eggs, and set them aside, turning the burner off before finishing up on the bacon which was shooting sizzling grease onto her arms, flecking one with red marks, while the other was too tattooed to notice a different. Without skipping a beat, she returned everything to the fridge, and flipped the last pancake onto a plate, returning the dishes to the sink to be cleaned after this.
Making Marc a plate, she sat it in front of him, "Um, coffee, or..?" She asked, trying to think of what other drink he would want.

The man stared at the two wolves momentarily, and opened his mouth, "You guys are pathetic, her dad is gonna find out, now, a guy was punched in the bar, he's gonna ask, and he's gonna know,"
Fae gazed up at the three, and noted Mercy seemed a little tense as she sat down. Scooting over to the far edge of the booth, Fae leaned against the wall, she left a huge spot if Jack wanted to sit down, and it left her on the inside, pressed against the window of the booth, which made her slightly more happy, since she was in a small enclosed area, which shockingly, she likes!
Staring up at Mercy, she bit her lower lip, fretting it with her teeth, "I'm sorry," The words were soft, but she knew the wolves could hear her, even in a place this loud. She ignored the man who still spoke, and tried focusing all of her attention on Mercy, and apologizing to her, knowing she needed to keep her distracted.

[nyctomancy]

jackdaw || lead spy || [will] work at the local bar || where [joe's bar and grill] || with [mercy, fae]

the spy's eyes narrowed as he studied the angry man, whose spouted words were gradually giving way to incoherence. jackdaw could almost sense the rage pulsing beneath the stranger's skin, just begging to be let out. leaving mercy to take care of fae, the white-haired man stepped up. this was his pack, and he would fight for them. "it's not going to happen that way," he stated sharply. his formerly blue eyes, alight with kindness were now cold and dead. "if he asks. you'll lie. if he pries further, you'll lie. if anything else happens, you. will. lie. i don't think you want to encounter what will happen if you don't." his piece said, he turned his back on the man, and sat on the empty space besides fae. "you alright?" he asked the girl softly, quirking an eyebrow.

[:Joey:]

The man stopped, and opened his mouth to speak again, "We'll see," He muttered, and walked off, returning to his seat at the bar where a girl put her glass of cold beer to his jaw, rubbing his back soothingly.
Fae turned her doe-eyed gaze onto Jack, parting her lips to speak, "I'm fine." She mumbled, "He's always been so touchy," She grumbled the last part under her breath, and fretted her lip once more.

[nyctomancy]

jackdaw || lead spy || [will] work at the local bar || where [joe's bar and grill] || with [mercy, fae]

"i'm glad," jackdaw breathed out, before his focus shifted over to mercy. "what about you?" he asked the female, the worry evident on his face. it was obvious that the spy was forcing a smile, if only the benefit for his two packmates. "you look pretty close to well, going berserk." with the tension that seemed to fill mercy nowadays, the white-haired werewolf was worried that the bloodlust might send her over the edge. heck, he could feel the wolf in his own soul pacing about, begging to be let free. but he remained in control, slowing his beating heartbeat with a few soothing breaths.

[:Joey:]

Fae covered her face with her hands, and shook her head, her white hair shimmying out, fanning about her.
"Ugh, this is all my fault, I should've stayed at the apartment," She mumbled, her eyes tightly shutting against her hands. She felt at fault for this, it was supposed to be a good time where they could put their scent markers, get food and then go home without worrying about a huge dangerous threat. But no, she ended up screwing them over.

[♚ M I U ♚]

Mercy looked over at Jackdaw seeing the worry on his face she sighed running a hand over her face before reaching out to take both Fae's and his hand. "I'm going to fine. I just - it will take a little time. Neither of you were there when we lost almost half our pack. Your here now though, and I won't let anything happen to you two. Ever. All I ask is..just keep an eye on us. Draven, Landry, Adonis, Angel, and me...we are lost. It's on you two to be our rock in this storm." She searched both their gazes before focusing more on Fae. "Don't you apologize darlin. None of this was your fault. Things happen, and despite this we are going to have a good time." She flashed them a smile before reaching in her pocket, and pulling out a wad of cash. "I said we were broke, but - I lied. I inherited all of my families money when my father passed away in a fire. I just use it sparingly because I want the pack to have it even when I am in the ground. Here." She gave them each five hundred dollars. "Make it last until we all get jobs. Spend it on anything you need - books, laptops, clothes. Anything." She told them putting the rest of the money back into her pocket. "I will give the others their's when they are ready."

Marc smiled,"Thanks love." He told her taking his plate then forking a bite into his mouth. At her question he swallowed then mumbled,"Actually orange juice please. Healthier for you." He remarked taking another bite closing his eyes at the deliciousness. "You never told me you were a goddess at breakfast." He remarked getting to his feet to grab the syrup placing it on the table before taking his seat again. "So whats the plans for tonight? We obviously can't go back to sleep or we will become nocturnal."

[nyctomancy]

jackdaw || lead spy || [will] work at the local bar || where [joe's bar and grill] || with [mercy, fae]

the male's blue eyes widened as he thumbed through the cash, silently counting it. "mercy.. i can't accept this," he rumbled slowly, before holding the cash out for the alpha. "i.. have a little money in reserve, i can't take anything from you. you gave me shelter, and for that i am grateful." said the wolf, his gaze strong and sure. "really," he insisted quietly.

[:Joey:]

Fae's eyed widened when she took her hand, but let her hold it, resisting the urge to pull away. She needed contact, she needed to be more human, and more normal. Well, as normal as she can get in a pack of werewolves.
She saw the money in her hand now and pursed her lips, "Ms. Mercy, I cannot," She said, and extended it back to her.
She could use it sparingly, and she really didn't need much, except maybe a haircut, and some books, but other than that, she didn't need any. She kept her hand extended to hand her back the money, unable to accept it.

Rubi smiled at his compliment, and poured him a glass of orange juice, "I've survived in the woods eating squirrel and birds, I think that when I can get my hands on a few spices I can make some magic happen," She told him, smirking to herself. Though for his next question, she had no answer, she never slept anyway, she just... Hunted, really, or sharpened her sword, or hiked for new trails, or practiced on her agility.
"I-I... I really don't know, I haven't been in a modern place such as this in so long, and when I was, I stayed in my little studio apartment and practiced or cleaned my weapons," She admitted to him, "I don't know what there is to do,"

[♚ M I U ♚]

Mercy laughed a genuine one as both of them pushed the money back toward her. Her eyes filled with mirth she shook her head,"O no, you two are keeping that. If not to use it then to put it up in case we ever need it later on." She told them just as the waitress arrived with a Dr. Pepper, and a lemon'd water. "What about you hun can I get you a drink?" She asked Fae looking around at the three of them. "Are yall ready to order?" Mercy smiled up at the waitress,"We have more coming, but can you get a steak on the grill? Rare, please. Steak fries though if you don't mind. Um.. A1 sauce, and whatever they want. It will all be one bill." She told the waitress taking a sip of her Dr. Pepper looking at Jackdaw over the brim of her glass. He was a very good looking male, and scrumptious. Her gaze turned to Fae noticing she was very stunning her own self. Mercy suddenly felt kind of plain, but surprisingly that didn't bother her. Draven thought she was everything, and that was good for her- right?

Marc finished off his sausage in thought before reaching out to scoop up the syrup pouring it over his pancakes. Putting it back down he finally spoke,"Okay to find jobs it is then. We need an income if we are going to keep a roof over our heads. I have a few inquires out, but mostly mechanic shops since I am only really good with my hands. Do you wish to have a job? You won't have to with me working, but I figured you might."