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[:Joey:]

Fae pursed her lips together, quietly thinking about her favorite books.
"What is your favorite author? Mine is HP Lovecraft," She told him, her tone still quiet, a human wouldn't be able to hear her over the roar of the restaurant, but she knew Jack did. Hell, Mercy probably did too!
The white-haired girl was flushed, the room was hot, and she was in a baggy hoodie.
Uneasily, she began to edge the jacket off, clearly not wanting to, but she knew she'd start sweating and would be miserable.
Now only in her tank top, her figure was revealed, and so were her bones. She wasn't anorexic-skinny but she was quite frail, small, even.
What stood out the most was the scars. Cigarette burns, scarred imprints from a ring that had cut into her arms, and her back had what seemed to be belt-whip marks that had scarred over and turned dark purple, and puckered angrily.

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

Draven frowned deeply as he listened to to Lily's story. Not because he was worried about the attackers coming to the Pack, they had more than enough strength to protect themselves. He sighed a bit and laid a hand on her shoulder, "I'm sorry, Lily. But everyone in our Pack knows losses like that, we lost several of our own Pack in a fight with Hunters a couple years ago. So we all know. We will keep you safe though." He gave her shoulder a friendly squeeze before dropping his hand again. "If you're looking to join permanently then I don't see any reason you shouldn't be allowed, but I will talk to Mercy about it." Even though he had every right to he never made decisions concerning the Pack on his own. It had been Mercy's Pack long before he'd ever even known about it and he would never take that away from her.



Dion was a bit surprised that Mercy actually remembered him, most people didn't, especially not girls like her. So he smiled some as she walked over, then shrugged at her question, "After our old college shut down I took a few online courses till I could get a scholarship to the one here in town. Been here about a year." So he didn't get in trouble he started to clean the empty table off while he spoke, "What about you? Never expected to see you around here."



(i love how much we think alike sometimes)
Adonis gasped for air as their lips parted. When her fingers tangled in his shaggy hair and her canines scraped his skin his chin lifted as a sound that was half growl and half groan rumbled out of his throat. His already high temperature flared rapidly and he growled once more at her words, "What exactly do you think I'm doing?" His hands had already moved down over her hips and he brought his chin down as her eyes returned to his. He honestly couldn't really remember if they'd even been together either. Surely they had, they'd been mates for a little over two years, but most that time was a complete haze. Did it really matter at this point? If it did he didn't really care as he pressed his lips to hers once more. Finally releasing much of that pent-up aggression on her body, not in anyway that would really hurt her, but if she were human it would probably be quite damaging for her.

[nyctomancy]

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

"stephen king," jackdaw replied automatically, without even giving a thought to the question. there was no need to dig deeper within his mind, for the white-haired fellow knew, without a doubt, that he was absolutely enamored by stephen king's writing. often gruesome and raw, the words tugged at his heartstrings in a way no other work could. "though joe king - his son - is also pretty good." when fae shrugged off her jacket, the wolf's eyes widened, first, before softening. she's so brave, he mused to himself, watching fae out of the corner of his eyes. confident, to wear her scars in public. if he were in her place, jack doubted he could do the same.

[:Joey:]

Fae smiled, looking at the table still, "Stephen King is another favorite, I love The Stand, it's one of my favorite books, and Dean Koontz is another good author, he's like Stephen King, but... He's hated by a lot of people because they just don't like his style of writing in the horror genre. A lot of his books also involve a Golden Retriever, since he has one, or did. But, I have a book called The Watchers from Dean Koontz that you should read, it's mildly... terrifying," She said, and gave a small smile, this was probably the most she's talked at once all day. She glanced up in his direction, and noted he was looking at her with wide eyes that began to soften. Clearing her throat, she lowered her jacket to her lap. "They're ugly, I know," She mumbled.

[darcyj]

~ Lillandria Ebony Sanders ~ 17 ~ Werewolf ~

Lily nodded in sympathy when Draven explained the attack that took several lives of their pack mates from a few years back, glad that he understood the situation of loneliness and loss. Her eyes widened as he continued, mentioning that if she was to stay with them permanently he would ask someone called Mercy, who she assumed was in a relationship with Draven himself, since he was the alpha male usually he would make the decisions but if he had to ask someone about it, they were probably together. She figured there was no harm in asking "are you and Mercy together?" staring up at the sign of the restaurant. She could smell other wolves, so she figured it was either this one the others were in, or another new pack had joined the neighbourhood. "Is this is?"

[nyctomancy]

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

"i don't think i could pick a favorite," the brute murmured, his memories flitting over the various books he had read by the author. "salem's lot is good, but so is pet sematary, the shining, and the bazaar of bad dreams." at the mention of dean koontz, jackdaw shrugged. "i.. haven't read anything by him," the man admitted. and in fact this is the first time i've heard of him. but fae probably wouldn't be too appreciative if he said that, so jack's mouth remained shut. and now the conversation was moving onwards to heavier topics. "no. it's not that," replied jackdaw simply. "scars aren't ugly."

[:Joey:]

Fae gave him a Oh, come on, whatever look and shook her head, "The stories behind them are macabre, and the scars are hideous, I don't think anyone could find me beautiful with these," She said, shaking her head in disgust with herself.
She glanced back up at him before back at the table, which seemed to be where she kept her gaze at most of the time.

[mabrazz]

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name :: landry green
rank :: delta
mate :: deceased
mood :: depressed
location :: kitchen
with :: Draven and Lily
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Landry gave the alpha a stiff nod then eyed the sandwiches on the counter. The smell of them were still making him sick and he was about to just throw them out. He waved at Lily as her and Draven headed out then sighed softly. He realized then that he was alone in the house. Angel and Adonis had left, and the other new wolf and Mercy. He bit his lip, thinking over his options then rounded the corner, catching up to the pair. "Hey Draven. I'm gonna tag along."

[ThatPersonWithaFace]

████Draven looked over his shoulder when Landry caught up to them and he smiled and nodded, "Great."
████He looked back at Lily at her question couldn't help but smile at the change of subject and nodded happily. "Yes we are. She was Alpha of this Pack for several years before I even came to this country. So even though I won the rank I still consult with her. Just because I have the right to make all the decisions by myself doesn't mean I should." He stopped and looked up at her question, speaking of Mercy had kind of distracted him a bit so he didn't even notice the scent of the Pack mixing with the scents of meat and other food from inside and his grin grew a bit as he nodded, "Yes it is. Okay, just so you know we have a human friend in there with us. Her name is Fae and, just so you're not thrown off by her I should tell you she has Asperger's. So don't be thrown off by her."
████He then turned and pushed the door open, the loud crowd seemed for a moment like a punch in the ears and nose and it took him a second to get used to it. But after a moment his body adjusted and he could pick out the familiar scents he knew well and followed after them. Quickly finding Fae and Jack, their white hair making it easy to do so, his brow furrowed a bit when Mercy wasn't with them but he looked around and saw her talking to another guy. He was tall and scrawny and though it was hard to tell in here he was pretty sure human. He was curious but in no way jealous, he knew Mercy too well for that. He stopped at the table and smiled at the pair already there, "Jack, Fae, this is Lillandria, a potential new member. Lily, Fae and Jack. Fae is a good Pack friend and Jack is our newest member and only Spy." He pointed over to Mercy and Dion, "That's Mercy, I don't know the bloke she's talking to though." He smirked at them all then said, "Pardon me."
████He stepped away from the table and snuck over to his mate, taking advantage of the loud, smelly bar to do something not normally possible, and the crowd for something not normally smart. Coming up behind her he playfully grabbed her butt and said in his best American accent, which wasn't very good so the British was still obvious, "Hey, Sweet Cheeks, can I by you a drink." Anything to give his often stressed out mate a laugh, even if it occasionally meant taking a blow from her.

Dion stopped cleaning the table off when a much larger guy came up behind Mercy and he frowned at the man. He had the desire to defend Mercy but knew if he tried pushing a guy like that away that he'd get the crap beat out of him and he'd had enough of that for one lifetime. Besides, he didn't really know Mercy, but he felt like she wouldn't be the kind of girl to take that from any guy. Of course if she was okay with a guy hitting on her like that he was likely out of the picture now. He of course had no clue of the pair's already ongoing relationship.

[mabrazz]

(I didn't realize they were already almost there. Sorry, lol!)

Landry took the seat at the end of the table, watching Draven introduce everyone. "And I'm Landry," he threw in jokingly. He grinned a bit then picked up a menu and thumbed through it. He really didn't feel like eating but he knew he should. He found the drinks at the back of the menu then smiled to himself. Maybe I'll start with a beer... he thought to himself.