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[Subversive Radio]

Khoshekh was pretty much certain he was staring at a werewolf, a real life damn werewolf. His heart was pounding. He would be able to go home if he could prove it, but for now it wasn't worth it, with tension in the air as thick as molasses, Khoshekh dived into a nearby bush suddenly, got up, and started booking it

[ArcticAhwoo]

OOC: Those two are quite the pair XD im dying of laughter over here XD

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Bryn Kinsely-Female-21-pack house-open
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Bryn woke around 7:30 to the ruckus of the pack getting ready for their first days of school. Groaning she brushed her light blue hair out of her eyes, squinting. Of all the days I don't have to work they chose to be loud on this morning. The Omega was easily one of the oldest in the pack, but she was an omega due to the premature birth which lead to a tiny stature and a weakness early in life. She often contemplated fighting up the ranks, and this was one of those days, just so she could order everyone to be quiet while she slept. Begrudgingly she forced herself out of bed and padded down stairs in a pair of flannel pajama pants and a tee shirt that was play gray and at least three sizes too big for her slender frame. "Oh hush." She snapped at a pair of bickering wolves,(Sylvia and Aaron) before walking to the fridge and beginning to gather supplies to make herself a proper breakfast while the younger werewolves were at school.
After most of the pack had left she continued cooking some breakfast and promptly devouring it. Then she walked through the house a growl of disgust ripping from her chest. Nasty pups. They all behaved like wild creatures, leaving filth where ever they tread. The woman was basically the motherer of the pack, which was basically a role of an female omega. So Bryn began to pick up the mess left by everyone leaving the belongings in their owner's rooms which she told apart by scent.
(Open in pack house)


Cole Tucker Reed-Male-Hunter-school- Avery
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Reed could have groaned the moment he saw who walked in. This female had her eyes set on him. And anyone in her sights didn't escape. It was the cold hard truth. When she sat behind him, the hunter tensed as she leaned into his personal bubble. Reed preferred to work alone,but he was a familiar with the other werewolf hunters, because they simply wouldn't just leave him alone. The man had been left to his own devices by the man who taught him, an earlier foster father, and he learned to be self reliant.

As Avery asked the teasing question, a low chuckle escaped, unable to resist. The young man turned, his pencil aimed at her heart, "Like you don't know." He then spun back to face the front, hoping she would let him be. Then Avery called to a person whom he wasn't familiar with. Chloe. Reed groaned aloud and tilted his head and focused on his phone ready to ignore it all.

Aslinn Kit-Female-Were-School- Open
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Schedule in hand the senior took off down the halls at a high speed walk. Aslinn hated tardiness, it was ingrained into her as a pup that an alpha leads by example, so in return that means a future alpha leads by example. She had every attention to rising to power someday, hopefully back in her own pack back home. There was no need to get out of practice of being responsible though.

The fiery redhead seated herself in the middle row of the last classroom in the language hallway. It was beyond her why they would force an already bilingual person to take another language they did not want. Spanish was the only class she struggled in because her natural Gaelic sound were as far from Spanish as she thought possible, which led to a great deal of pronunciation issues. Aslinn's comprehension and reading were nearly perfect for the level she was learning, but her speaking was a mess.

[Miss✥Unseen]

L A E L I A...M A R K H A M
quiet the wind "Sweet, sweet child. You seem to have lost something."

Finally given all the things she needed for the moment Lia spoke her thanks and was ushered out of the office with a note to her first class. Class... Looking down at her schedule to figure out what it was a corner of her plush pink lips turned down ever so slightly. She'd thought she'd told Mrs. Cayman that she wanted to be oped out of gym. Sighing the blonde thought about it for a moment before shaking her head, the woman probably thought she was just being lazy and signed her up in spite of her wishes. It wasn't like she'd consider that the always ongoing questions in the locker room each time she moved were starting to annoy her. Heck, she probably didn't even think people would ask questions.

Where were the scars from? What's amnesia? Does it still hurt? Ever think of having plastic surgery done? It was very tiring to hear. She didn't know and nor did she care but high school girls always had to make a big deal over it― for the first few days. After that they'd move on to some new juicy gossip as they changed and could care less. She wasn't a threat to their hierarchy and wasn't any fun to torment. All and all she was what she wanted to appear to be, normal and invisible.

Looking around Laelia quickly headed to her car where she'd lucky stashed her outfit from her early morning run and asked one of the security guards to show her to the locker room that was, luckily, empty besides a few other late girls and one that was fussing with her hair and makeup. Quickly changing she followed where some of the others were going and quietly slipped into the group. She had her note but judging by the look of the teacher even with it she'd be marked as another one of those troublemakers.

Wincing at the sound of the whistle and the booming voice of the lady she frowned but did as she was told, figuring if she stayed behind some people she could appear like she knew what she was doing. Looking up into the light clouded sky she closed her eyes and let the always calming motion of her running take away all her worries and thoughts. Taking in a breath through her nose Lia's sky blue eyes opened in surprise. Wolves? Well that was a first.

Eyes zeroing in on a tall male that was a few people ahead of her she watched him curiously. Lingering in the back of her mind she got the sense she was missing something but every time she tried to reach for the thought it would slip away till she started getting a headache. Lia'd never met others like her since she woke up in the hospital five years ago.

Tagged;; Justinflower child

R A Z I Y A...C A Y M A N
sugar sweet "I love you, a bushel and a peck, a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck."

Smiling at the monkey in the tree Ran waited for her friend to scurry down and returned the hug as arms were thrown around her neck. "Yes. I saw your hair from inside the car. What are you doing out here?" patting her back she looked at Rue curiously and worried. She'd chosen to respond to her comment instead of the question as she was confused. Weren't they already hanging out? Couldn't they do that at school and then go play at one or the other's house? Head tilted slightly to the side as she listened to her ramble on in confusion on word registered in her mind, "Did you say dragons?! Where?! Are they the bad kind that eat children or the good kind that protect princesses from horrible knights―or wait― is that supposed to be the other way around?"

Ran giggled with her eyes wide with excitement. "Come on! Come show me to this dragon's cave." raising her chin a bit haughtily at the word dragon she grinned and took Rue's hand lightly, her smile returning to her sweet normal one but eyes still glittering, "I've some chalk in my bag too so maybe if we ask nicely the dragon will let up draw on the walls of the cave."

Tagged;; Noctalisesweetpea

[lokison]

✎xｐｙｍ ｃａｒｔｅｒ
xxxx human || crushing on justin || 17 yrs

Pym walked with Justin to the reception where she said goodbye and got her class schedule and her locker number/key. She walked down the hall watching all her new school mates and looked down at the piece of paper that had her locker number on it. She soon found it and shoved the things she wouldnt need just yet into it. As the locked it, her belly rumbled and she remembered that she hadnt had any breakfast so made her way to the canteen. She walked in and looked round. There wasnt that many students there which was nice. She went up to the counter and bought a bagel with cheese and egg before wondering round to find a table. It wasn't long before she found one but just as she was sitting down she spotted someone very familiar. Her eyes widened and her heart quickened. It was Aaron.....the boy she'd fallen for last summer when she was on holiday. Was this his school? Great out of all the schools in the country she had to end up in the one that the boy who broke her heart went to.

[mr.robot]

It was like something out of a cartoon - how quickly and suddenly the human left. Macks had half a mind to run him down, the fear and speed of his escape exciting the wolf. He'd hunt deer like that, scare them, run them down, th- "No." He said out loud, blinking and shaking his head slowly. That wasn't him, he didn't chase. He didn't want to hurt anybody, that wasn't who he was. With a shrug of his shoulders, Macks pulled his hood back over his head and adjusted his backpack, continuing his walk to the café. All he'd wanted was a coffee, not to have to deal with a human who seemed to have as much as an issue with fear as the wolf had. On his way to the store, he encountered a Pitbull that was less than happy to see him. It knew, and it wasn't pleased. It stood up on its back legs, barking, teeth bared, prepared to fight a wolf for the sake of its family. Macks frowned, keeping his head low.

The day had been too stressful, even already. A dog wanted to kill him and a human seemed like he knew too much for his own good, but he wouldn't pursue it. He didn't want to, it would only cause more hurt and stress in the long run. He walked into the café, careful to give the man with the bats a wide berth. He didn't want to be anywhere near him - bats hurt, if his memory served him correctly. Ordering his coffee didn't take long at all, and as soon as it was in his hands he was leaving the store, ready to begin his run in the woods.

[purpledirewolf2019]

βℓακɛ Ɯιтнɛяƨ
Species: Human /\ Rank: Hunter /\ Gender: Male /\ Tagged: Macks

At first, Blake paid no attention to the guy that was was at the cafe. He was just a guy who seemed on the shyer side. What caught his attention was the kid's behavior. Blake raised an eyebrow when he saw the guy pretty much smell a different guy that he bumped into. Sniffing people wasn't a normal thing to do, but of course it was too early to jump to conclusions. Maybe the other guy had smelled weird or something. The guy also flinched at the sound of his bars hitting the ground, and as he walked past a dog, the dog started barking angrily at him. He guessed all of those things could be explained, but as someone who hunted werewolves for a living, he could pick up the signs. Still, this kid wasn't acting the way most weres did. Maybe he was wrong and this kid was just skittish and not a dog person. There was really only one way to find out. Blake picked up his sports bag and walked calmly towards the guy. "Hey, are you alright? You seem a bit nervous." he asked with a concerned voice.

[mr.robot]

Of course, Macks heard the hunter approach him before he was close enough to speak to him. He turned his head, pausing his walk, assessing the situation. He had no what to say here - how did he brush off two humans in one day? They, honestly, terrified him. He didn't want to talk to them, he barely wanted to converse with the wolves at home, and that wasn't because he didn't like them, it was simply because he physically couldn't stand speaking for very long. "... I'm, uh, fine. You? I mean, are you? Okay, that is." Christ, his words were falling out of his mouth faster than water over the falls. He brought his coffee to his lips and took a big mouthful, an excuse not to talk. "Why do you have those? The bats?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. He was curious - did hunters explain that they were hunters to anybody or was this just a human who indulged in a sport that involved bats? who knew.

[purpledirewolf2019]

βℓακɛ Ɯιтнɛяƨ
Species: Human /\ Rank: Hunter /\ Gender: Male /\ Tagged: Macks

Blake was sure to give the kid some space. If he was right, he didn't exactly want to scare him off. He didn't have any weapon on him at the moment, but maybe if he got the kid to befriend him, he'd be able to do his job at a later time, maybe even use this were to lead him to some others. The kid spoke fast, obviously still nervous, but he had already seen that he was shy. "I'm fine. Just thought you might need some help or something." he replied with a friendly smile. The topic quickly turned to his bats in his bag. He remembered seeing the kid flinch a little when the bag hit the ground earlier causing the bats to clang together. "These? Oh, I just came from practice. I play baseball for the college. I'm a pitcher, but I can bat pretty well too." he explained as he extended his hand. "My name's Blake."

[mr.robot]

'See? Nothing to worry about. Just a human. Just playing sports. Calm down, breathe.' His mind was still racing, though he outwardly gave no clue about that. His eyes were a little wider than necessary, his voice was a little shaky and his hands were almost vibrating, but other than that, nothing. "Macks." His gaze dropped to the hand of the human, and it took him a few moments to extend a clawed hand to shake. His grip was firm, but not by aggression. He was a wolf, he was strong, it was accidental. "That sounds cool. I used to run for college and then I stopped going." He was blunt, seeing no reason to hide his lack of attendance to someone who wasn't involved within his classes.