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How the heck hadn't this man gone down with a kick to the back of their knees made no sense to Kóri, but there were more pressing issues at hand anyway. They listened to Lark, keeping their hold on the man's wrist especially. Yeah no, the knife-hand was something they weren't going to let go of...

"That's fair," Xander agreed. He told Dark and Daizi the times that Milo had told him. "We plan water only. No rocks at any buildings." Alec rested his chin in his hand and studied Dark. "I'm glad you are who you are, but I'm sorry you had to go through what you did to get here."

Dark thought about it for a few moments, and then, frowning, said, "In my defense, it is very early and I have a baby screeching in my ear." With a light laugh, Daizi leaned in and kissed her husband on the cheek, "The man does make mistakes." "I have never once claimed otherwise," Dark...

"I mentioned Milo. Earlier when Mama said she was worried about her flowers," Xander pointed out. "Oh, he'll be super careful!" Alec agreed happily.

Re had just finished her muffin when the bell caught her attention. Hopping up, she brushed the crumbs off her apron and put on her best smile as she walked over to the new, fidgety patron. "Hi! Welcome!" She said, her thick accent coming through. "Sorry about the bell, it can be a bit...

Aimée certainly knew what it was to be lost to alcohol, especially lately. She had spiraled so far before Jacques' demise and then it just became easier to be drunk than be alone with memories. Exhaling shakily, she scrubbed her eyes with the heels of her hands and fought to keep calm. The last...

"I think he did," Baron answered. "He wasn't always lost in alcohol." He paused and looked at her. "I could give you a dozen reasons into why we did it," he told her. "But they won't much change what was done. And no, she wasn't just a human." He sighed. "My son was born around the same...

Had there been someone in front of him moments ago? Jimmy vaguely recalled stepping around someone who was amazingly taller than him, but whatever words the individual had been spouting was lost on the drug-addled mind. Had he been in his normal state of mind, the orphan definitely wouldn't...

If it wasn't for just how absurd the situation had been, Lark might have responded it sooner. As it was, by the time he even processed the sound and smell of spray paint, he was immediately having to process the smell of piss. He and the girl behind the counter - who had gotten halfway to...

Desmond stood back up, and once it seemed clear that Ziessel had a handle on herself he turned his attention back to the group. Ziessel's question drew out an awkward cough from Desmond. "Ah, yeah, about that. I can get you up to speed on our records when we're done 'ere." He didn't elaborate...

Xandre noticed some punk kid stroll down the street to Thorje's shop. Takes all kinds, I guess, he mused, and took a long drag off his smoke. He leaned against his bike blowing smoke rings. Thorje could be a bit much. He'd give Lark a few minutes to do his thing. The kid knew to call for...

Clink clink clink. Kóri kept stacking boxes of beer bottles with little effort, but it was boring work. Their days had extended from ten to twelve hours lately. But Thorje was allowing them some midday breaks, so they could eat and explore some of the city. Maybe it was stupid to think they'd...

Jimmy was incredibly bored and very high, especially since his friends had gotten thrown into a rehab center thanks to their probation officer. He wasn't stupid enough to get caught doing anything and they managed to get busted on the day he hadn't been with them. They blamed him of course, but...

When Alec said it sounded like fun, Daizi shook her head subtly to indicate it was not. Dark squinted his eyes slightly and tapped on the table, considering it, "We woke at 4 a.m., began training at 6 a.m., took a two hour break in the afternoon, and then trained until 8 p.m. We would all...

Sure enough, no more than a minute later the hum of Lark's own set of wheels announced his arrival. The younger wolf pulled over across the road from Xandre and gave him a quick nod, but didn't waste time making idle chatter -- this was just one in a chain of stops they'd made so far today, and...

"Sounds like fun!" Alec chirped at the exact moment Xander said, "Sounds suspicious." "In either case, you can join in, if you want," Alec said. "Right, Xander? Seeing as this is your party you haven't actually invited me to." Xander very gently backed Alec's shoulder. "I was talking to...

Dark sat back in his seat, a few memories flicking distantly across his face, "I suppose you could say it was like scouts. It was... voluntary, but at the same time.... heavily expected... And I do not really know if I would have been allowed to say no. It was over the summer and we would go...

Jackals, huh? Rhetta accepted the name from Xandre with a slight nod. It helped to know who was likely to be the problem - it meant a better chance at being prepared. Of course, five years out and Rhetta knew fuck-all about what the Jackals were up to, or anyone else, for that matter. She'd...

"That's not a bad idea, and we should establish when it's going to happen, but can we back up to when you said you were a baby lion?" Xander asked, frowning in confusion. "Are lion cubs like... a club of some sort?" Alec asked, also puzzled.

When her friend took her hands, Ziessel stopped pressing down. She didn't actually want to hurt anyone else. Not Rhetta, nor Xandre, or Mr. Stranger with amber eyes. She held his gaze for a moment before she looked down, and she bared her teeth but didn't growl or sob. She didn't cry in public...