by masochisticAphasic » Sun Feb 14, 2016 5:21 am
Lᴜᴄɪᴏ Tᴏɴᴇᴛᴛɪ ♦ 0000[ mad | the jester | owen ][ 26 ][ I'm the Alpha ][ he doesn't fall in love ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
0000Her apology was accepted with a subtle nod in return, considering her words in a thoughtful manner. Lucio didn't bother with correcting rumors of himself or the mutterings of his pack about whether or not he was approachable. He had a pack to run, to protect, and he much rather have them fear him than disobey. Respect was key, and the submissive bow was greatly appreciated. His mood relaxed and her words were taken into consideration. An odd scent huh? If anything, Lucifer gave Madelyn credit for being a fit lead huntress, so this new information wasn't tossed aside as important. Perhaps it was worth taking interest in. He dealt with threats in a different manner than most Alphas he knew, and most would disapprove acts of putting his pack into danger the way this man did, but thus far none needed to know that keeping his enemies closest was the way he lives. Lips curved into a grin, a small one at the prospect of greeting this new visitor into his territory. If it were a dangerous stranger, he'd have no complaint in killing it off. If just another loner, he'd react as he always did and then deal with the consequences depending on the chosen choice by the loner. Simple. In a good mood now, eager to to meet this new threat or potential pack member, Lucio's grin remained even as he growled at the irritating hunter's way of brushing him off. Had he dismissed her? Don't think so. And yet she was perfectly fine walking away after giving him news of a new scent-almost as if she couldn't be bothered with it anymore. Not something this man approved of, but his good mood wasn't going to be dampened just because of a female.
Lucio was dangerous, although his pack was likely unaware of this fact. It wasn't something he flaunted, his strength was hidden, his mind his own violent maze none needed access to. It was bad enough two members of his pack new about his beginnings, and they swore never to speak of the past again. However, on his own was far worse than being around people. If he wanted a thrill, he could have confronted whoever was wandering his territory unannounced on his own and head-on. But Lucifer knew himself better than that, knew he needed someone to anchor himself in his own mind. A fight was not what he needed, no more blood on his hands.... At least not for today anyway, that could always be left for much more convenient times ahead that he had plans for. So he would need company. Now the question is who? He closed his eyes, turning to lean his back against the railing of his home instead of his stomach and remained thoughtful for a few moments. Normally he'd probably take his Beta, seemed like his best bet as most packs would run that way. King was supposed to be his right hand man-but therein lies the problem. She's not a man. Huffing and trying not to remind himself of his stupidity in choosing a freaking female as his second-in-command, he let his mind slip to the reason behind why she was even allowed access to such a precious position. Maybe I can take the twerp with me instead then, I could use some laughs It wasn't hard to seek his presence out, whether or not he was busy. Harland, got some legs on ya? Meet me at the clearing north of the camp in ten minutes. Time starts ticking now.
Not enough, he needed more people around. And it only took him two more seconds to make a choice on who to ask. Now whether or not the man would agree was up to him, but Lucio tended to keep his enemies close and the mysterious ones the closest. I'd say you have a choice, but I could be lying. I need a couple people with me on a little journey, and I choose you Pikachu... Or are you busy? If he was, he'd still have the jester of the back to take with him, just for the laughs. But honestly he would prefer someone strong along so if Owen wasn't willing to come then he'd have no choice but to ask a warrior.
TαтυмAcε Pıεяcε ♥ 0000[ lil' bro | skye | owen ][ 18 ][ Just another Hunter ][ complicated ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
0000Good mood? Check. Good music playing through one of her ears? Well let's see.... ♫ Coming out of my cage and I've been doin' just fine, gotta gotta be down because I want it all. Definitely a check. Make that two checks cause why not. Good friends around? Most definitely. Life was still good, and it was the best Tatum had felt in a long while. Her eyes landed on Skye and kept flicking to and fro between the awkward socialite practically hiding beside her and then the other awkward socialite who was accusing her of being at fault. Oh please. As if it were her fault the poor girl couldn't cross the path to the Alpha's house as easily as Tae could. And then of course the lovely sarcasm that could only ever be rivaled by the man she ended her conversation with. Now that is one subject Tatum could go on and on about-and thankfully she had a partner in crime to take the subject and run with it as long as she wanted to. Grinning, she looked to Xander to answer him truthfully, and let him off the poor boy off the hook. "Yes, Alexander-you have every right to leave if you want to. Your services are no longer needed, thank you. However, if you wanna stay I wouldn't mind at all." Finishing off her words with a quick hug around shoulders, she then addressed her best friend. "First off, next time I go talk to Lucio I'm dragging your arse with me, you got that? He's nothing more than a big softy with the potential to kill you." When people talked about a bunch of different things all at once, Tatum had to respond to everything that was talked about. It was her own form of social anxiety she wished people would mirror more often. Sometimes things she said were blown aside and inside it'd hurt but she'd let the other person move on in the conversation without ever doing anything about it-just something she learned to deal with, that's all. "At sarcasm- Good. Because I swear, anyone who thinks they can steal you away from me is going to deal with all my little manipulative tendencies and I'll make their life hell." Oh yeah, that was sarcasm too. Sorta. Whatever. "But other than that, I'm kinda jealous know. My day has not been graced with Owen's presence. Maybe I'll see if I get more than three minutes with him. If so, I'll report it to you and you make sure to write all my findings in our creepy journal we keep. Also, I'm tempted to stalk him, but I don't even know where he went sadly." Lips pouted slightly, eyes looking around as if somehow the man in question would automatically appear. Again, this was still a little complicated in her head, but at least with Skye and Alexander around she didn't have to worry about what their reactions would be to her thoughts on the Bad Boy. Feelings for him? Maybe. Should they have been there? Probably not. That part of this whole mess was something she kept hidden from most people because obviously the reactions to a strange man walking into the camp with their Alpha and suddenly becoming Delta was not taken in stride. If she hadn't known him from her little wanderings for months now, Tatum would probably feel the same way as most: uneasy, unsure, curious maybe but not very trusting. She didn't blame them at all and it's not like Owen put it on his priority list to actually make friends with people. Which she didn't mind one bit, but that's for personal reasons.
So she began her countdown with a quick conversation starter with him. What should she say? Ohgawd cue the over thinking. A simple good morning wouldn't be bad but it wasba bit boring. Or a question, Tatum could always begin his grand morning with her by doing what she did best: asking questions and/or rambling. But she didn't want to irritate him-kinda the opposite was what she aimed for but somehow that felt like an impossible feat which made her kinda sad. So Skye said you gave her three minutes of your time and I was hoping I'd beat her record. Make conversation with me Bad Boy, I want some attention from your sunshine personality. If it were possible to laugh through mindlink, she did. Tatum always found it easier to say things via mindlink to him-like texting in voice form-and could say things she wouldn't have the guts to say to him face to face. Mostly. She still felt embarrassed but it helped her close friend was around so she wouldn't feel like a complete idiot.
Aχeł Leøи ♠ 0000[ blaze | marie ][ 24 ][ #1 Warrior Badaxe ][ the vanilla to his chocolate ] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
0000This simple fact, no matter how many times we repeat it, it could never be stressed enough: Axel has no shame.i Whether it be drunkenly dancing on stage, sprinting across the pack camp grounds with his junk showing freely, or even making out with a freaking ugly bish. Honestly, his confidence was too high and nothing could knock it down. Rather than pure arrogance, he preferred to think it was an elevated version of self confidence. He knew his girlfriend well enough to know his cocky personality came in handy sometimes when her self esteem wasn't at it's usual. And by the way, even Axel had those moments, they haunted him during the night but his existence had a reason from the beginning and making others know about his demons was the opposite of his genetic code. It's what created him in the first place and no one would understand that unless they knew about the real demon inside his mind.... The one that no longer existed. And to blame? Leon would always know it was his fault. He'd killed someone and he could never bring him back. On the days he remembered, he wasn't as cocky, he wasn't walking around with his head held high, but those day he avoided people so they never knew. Those days he hung out with Hart for a "brother's strip club get away." Today? Hah. Not one of those days I'm sorry to say!
Body moving against his girlfriend, his grin only slipped into a devilish smirk once the chick wrapped her legs around his waist. His plans were to take advantage of this position and wade toward the shore, carry her under some sexy tree and then have some fun under the sun. Too bad his plans were corrupted by some stalker. Honestly he was more surprised it wasn't Tatum. "Or you can join us, I wouldn't mind. Not sure you can keep up with us though," The man chuckled slightly and tightened his grip on Blaze's hips. He didn't really have a "type" besides "beautiful woman" so when it came to whatever Blaze did, it was simply a matter of having fallen for her as a whole that made anything she did adorable or hot. Simple fact.
But then the warrior was gone and Axel was left alone once again with Blaze. Alrighty then. Guess the camp was starting to stumble around, meaning this fun time had to draw to a close. "C'mon, let's get back, we have things to ruin, responsibilities to directly avoid, lives to brighten with our love and presence!" He meant every word.