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Roman Kingsley

"Here comes the big bad wolf."

465 views · last seen in Cherry Blossom, Virginia
a character in “Cherry Blossom's War”, as played by SlightlyInsane

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Name:
Roman Charlot Kingsley

Nickname:
Rome (uncommon, but he doesn't mind it)

Age:
23

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Mate:
None (PM me if interested)

Occupation:
Works for a local landscaping company

Species:
Werewolf

Pack:
Pack 1

Rank:
Hunter/Delta

Ability:
Being a werewolf, he has no special abilities. However, he is good at cooking. He lives by himself though, leading him to share his food with his pack.

Appearance:
Roman is a young man standing at 5'10". He has chin length light brown hair and blue eyes. Being a werewolf he is very fit from training and just from being concerned about his wellbeing. He likes a mix of function and fashion, wearing whatever is comfortable but also doesn't make him look like a slob.

In wolf form, he is a large black wolf with blue eyes.

Personality:
Roman is a good guy. He's not the most talkative around those he doesn't know, but once he's made a friend he will talk freely with them. He cares about his close friends a lot. Growing up in a large and loving family, he's loyal, protective, and kind to those he really cares about. He expects the same treatment from them, because after all friends should be good to each other. He won't abandon a friend in their time of need.

Despite his kind nature, he can be very rash. If angry or sad he will act on emotion instead of thought. His mood will sour and he will snap at others. At his worst, Roman will go on a rampage of destroying things whether he be in human or wolf form. He wouldn't care at that point, as he would only want to lash out violently. For this reason, his agression can be a good and a bad thing. It can be useful in combat situations, giving him an extra boost of energy to hurt his opponent. However, it can be detrimental if the situation is one that shouldn't have violence involved.

History:
Roman Charlot Kingsley was born to his parents Thomas and Jessica on June 6th. He was the fifth of seven children born to the couple, though they had lost their first and third child shortly after they were born. Because of this, Thomas and Jessica cherished their children every day.

The family lived in a large house outside of Cherry Blossom while Roman was growing up. Due to the family's size, they found that living on a larger property worked better for them. In addition to the large house, there was also a guest house. This was a bonus for both the parents and the kids. The five siblings could use the guest house as a play space to give their parents breathing room. It also acted as a place for sleepovers and a space for guests. (It was a guest house after all.)

Roman lived a fairly normal life, growing up alongside his three brothers and his sister. He attended school with others in Cherry Blossom, becoming close friends with Lillian Smith. The two only became closer once Roman changed for the first time on his 16th birthday. He was unaware that he came from a line of werewolves, as neither of his parents were wolves. However, his grandfather had been a werewolf before being killed by a vampire. (A fact his father informed him of after Roman inquired about his lupine nature.) Knowing that his best friend was a werewolf too helped ease the confusion and shock for him. It also motivated him to be at the top of his game, as he found fun in being competitive with the Lillian and the other younger wolves.

He became accustomed to being a werewolf and the change which occurs every full moon. Being in the pack he felt that he had an even larger family now. It seemed that there were quite a few people he knew that were also wolves. After graduation, he decided to take a year off to decide what to do. Truthfully, he had no idea what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. He was hoping that by taking a year off he might find a purpose other than drinking, hanging out with friends, and protecting the town from vampires. After all, none of these activities could be considered occupations or earn him a living. He took up a job as a landscaper, enjoying the physical labour that kept him in shape and gave him something productive to do.

When Roman was almost 20, his parents decided to move out of Cherry Blossom. Despite not being obliged to come with them, he chose to go. He decided that he would stay with his family for a couple of years, waiting until his younger twin brothers had graduated to leave. During this time away from Cherry Blossom, he briefly joined another pack. However, he knew that his true pack was back in the town he had grown up in.

He left his parents behind in New York, coming back to Cherry Blossom. He took up his old job as a landscaper and rented a one bedroom apartment in town. Life was fairly similar as to when he had left. There were a few more vampires roaming around and Lilian had become good friends with Serena, but for the most part little had changed. Of course, Roman was part of the chaos that ensued after the sudden death of the pack's Alpha. Originally unwilling to pick sides, he eventually decided on Lillian's pack. After all, she was his long time friend. However, he was hurt when she chose Serena as her Beta. Ever since he's been a bit cold towards Lillian and has disliked Serena. Nevertheless, he has remained in the pack.

Other:
The house that he used to live in is now occupied by Elisabeth Hill.








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So begins...

Roman Kingsley's Story

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Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Olivar Furen Character Portrait: Lester Lokwoul Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Johanna Walker Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Alex Cunningham Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang
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Julie was starving, she hadn't fed in days thanks to the werewolves recently prowling the town. She was getting sick of hiding from them and depriving herself of food so she decided to go out. From what she knew there was a party that night at some house, perfect place for a meal. She put on a tight red dress that showed off plenty of leg and cleavage with her red pumps. Red lipstick and a brush through her hair and she was ready to go. Walking down the sidewalk alone in the dark wasn't a big deal to her but it was an unwritten rule of the town not to. Of course Julie could handle herself so she really didn't have to worry about anything happening unless a werewolf decided to show up.

The party wasn't too far from her apartment but it was slightly chilly making her wish she had a car or a ride. Unfortunately she could afford one, not that she really needed one but using her speed isn't a good thing in this town you never know who's watching especially at night.

Finally she arrived at the party, tons of people to choose from. Julie smiled as she walked in the door. She took a drink from the table and gulped it down before grabbing a second cup. After the second drink she wasted no time getting on the dance floor.





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Lillian had called for a meeting earlier that day, she was early. She had planned for the pack to go out scouting for vamps as they did most nights. She liked the idea of them not being able to hunt every night and being forced to go days without feeding. It meant they were actually afraid of them. She paced around the table that sat in the middle of the meeting room in their pack house. The pack house was located in the woods, away from town to keep away from the humans. If humans did find it it was usually assumed that it was a normal cabin.

She went through plans for the hunt in her head but she needed the opinions of her pack mostly her Beta, Serena. Serena was the one who kept Lilly's head on straight, she made sure Lilly didn't act just out of anger especially when it came to the other pack or anyone questioning her role as Alpha.

Being a female Alpha wasn't easy, everyone questioned your leadership and your ability as an Alpha even your own pack members. Lilly could usually handle it if it was another Alpha but her own pack members usually set her off. She remembered a time when all she wanted was to be a tracker, she had the skill but when the two packs were whole she was, and still is, considered a runt. There was no way their Alpha would have allowed a runt to be a tracker, too much of a risk. She didn't understand it until later but she was always angry that she was never acknowledged for her skills until she was considered for Alpha.




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Vivian had nothing to do tonight, she'd already done some practicing and parties weren't her thing. She made herself some tea as she tried to think of something to do. She curled up on her couch and thought [i]Maybe just a book[i] she thought and got up to search for one she hadn't already read in her house. Finally she settled with her mothers spell book she's read it multiple times but it always made her feel closer to her mother.

She didn't know her mother was a witch until after she'd died, she was sure her mother would have told her and her sisters when they got older but she died when Vivian was very young. Her sisters found out about their mother and lied to her about it when she finally found out. She left after that, she couldn't see herself forgiving them for hiding such a thing.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang
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Location: The Cafe She Works At
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair, Arthur Madden
and Katherine "Rin" Jiang (texting)
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Elizabeth put the last of the plates away. There were a variety of shapes, sizes, and colours, but she always managed to have them fit nicely inside of their cupboard. She stood, closing the doors and looking around. The cafe where she worked at was empty and had been for at least half an hour. Only a few late nighters had come in, making her job of cleaning and closing the cafe much easier. She let out a yawn, despite the fact that she had no need to sleep. It had become a habit for her to yawn in order to appear more human.

Running her fingers through her dark brown hair, she let out a sigh. It had been a couple of days since she had last fed. The two packs had made it a point of trying to let the vampires (and each other) know who was in charge of the town. Elizabeth had thought that the pack splitting would make feeding easier-- after all she was now able to have a job in town instead of just wandering around-- but it hadn't. She wasn't starving, but she could feel the urge to feed in the back of her head like a nagging thought that popped up when you least wanted it. In a few more days she would need to feed. How she would go about doing this would have to be planned out. Perhaps she could scout someone or find someone Julia was tracking. If she really needed help finding and securing a meal, she knew she could turn to Arthur or to the one who had turned her. However, her protector rarely set foot in the town, preferring to feed off of people who wandered into the woods.

Elizabeth walked to the front of the cafe, looking outside at the street. She wondered what the werewolf situation was like tonight and what the rest of her coven was doing. Arthur could be doing any number of things at the moment. Rin was probably working given her occupations. Julia might be working as well. Perhaps she could text them and ask if they had seen any wolves out. She pulled out her phone and sent a group text to the three. Anybody see any werewolves yet? She hoped that there weren't any wolves out, as she wanted to go scouting or maybe even feed. She continued to gaze out the window as she waited for a response.




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Location: The Movie Theater/On the Street
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
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Gerald stepped outside into the cool air. The movie he'd been watching had just finished. He probably should have headed home, but he really had no intention to. He was still wide awake and ready to do something after sitting for a couple of hours. He turned and began to walk down the street, heading wherever the wind decided to take him tonight.

He was aware of the unspoken rule of Cherry Blossom: don't walk alone at night. Yet, he never seemed to pay much attention to it. He thought he was capable of defending himself should anyone decide to attack him. He also found it inconvenient to always walk with a buddy. Sure, there were people who were missing or turned up dead around town, but nothing had ever happened to him when he walked at night. Perhaps he was lucky. Others might say he was ignorant or stupid.

The young man stopped on a corner underneath a streetlight and pulled out his phone. Chances were that Vivian was still awake. Maybe she wouldn't mind if he came over or if they went out somewhere. Hey, so I'm guessing you're awake. I'm out walking around. Want to do something? he typed. He looked at his message and decided to edit it, omitting the part about him being out. He didn't want her to worry about him being out alone. Hey, so I'm guessing you're awake. Want to do something? Gerald hit send and then continued walking.




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Location: The Woods Outside of Cherry
Blossom/The Pack House (Lillian's Pack)
Interacting With: Lillian Smith
Mentioned: Serena Roberge and Levi Winters

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Roman normally enjoyed walking through the woods. Tonight, however, he did not. Too busy thinking, he had fallen into the creek. He hadn't realized how close he was to the bank of it until he had slid down the slope and into the water. He was now wet from the waist down, making him uncomfortable and irritated. Why couldn't that have happened to one of the bloodsuckers or to Serena? Really, anyone but him would have sufficed.

After rising from the creek, he had continued on his way and now found himself only a minute or so from the pack house. As he walked, careful not to make too much noise or to fall again, he wondered if Lillian was already there. Something told him that she was. He also suspected that Serena and Levi had not yet arrived, but were somewhere in the woods walking to the cabin.

Roman could now see the cabin, lights in the windows. So the Alpha was there as he had guessed. He sighed, cracked his knuckles and neck, and proceeded towards the cabin. Not bothering to knock, he entered it. Breathing in deeply and letting out a sigh, he looked down at his wet clothes. Would any of the other pack members be bothered if he attended this meeting in just his boxers? It was a bit chilly and uncomfortable in the wet clothes and he wanted to remove them. Not seeing Lillian in the immediate vicinity, he removed his shoes, socks, and pants. He decided to leave his shirt on for now. Picking up his pants, Roman proceeded to step further into the cabin.

Maybe he had an extra pair of pants here. He sure hoped he did at least. "Lillian!" he called out. "I'm going to warn you now that I don't have pants on!" He doubted his good friend would care much right now-- after all there were filthy bloodsuckers and the other pack to worry about-- but he decided to give her a fair warning just in case she ran into him while he looked for a pair of pants and a towel.

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Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley
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At around 3 pm Serena woke up to Lillian's text asking for her to meet at the Pack house before their hunt. Usually Serena would have been pissed to be woken before 4 but on this occasion she sucked it up and agreed to the plan. Lilian had always been a bit on the impulsive side so the fact that she wanted to head out with a plan was a refreshing change. Deciding that she might as well get up Serena dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. Working at a club had it's perks, one being that as long as she made sure to write it on the schedule her shift ended at 10, just in time for her to go hunting with Lilian's pack. After emerging from the shower she got dressed and, finding a severe lack of food in her fridge and cabinets, went to the store. As she walked up and down the isles Serena realized that she hadn't been shopping in a while, mostly eating at the club or the local diner.
When she returned home, at around 5 pm, Serena grabbed her mail on the way into her house. Putting the groceries away Serena set aside a can of soup, warming up in the microwave when she was done. As she was eating Serena took out her phone to call her boss, James, and started to flip through her mail. "Hello?" Serena smiled, setting aside the electricity bill she had opened and continuing through the small pile. "Hey boss I was wonde-..." At the sight of the letter in her hands she stopped, the smile disappearing from her face. After a few moments of silence James cleared his throat. "Um... Serena is everything alri-" Serena jumped up from her seat and went to look out the window as she spoke. "I can't come in tonight. I'm sorry." Disconnecting the call Serena slipped her cell into her pocket after a moment of contemplation. While she had no doubt of who the letter was from she didn't want to worry Lilian about it. After she had checked to make sure every entrance was locked up tight Serena went back over to the table and sat heavily in the chair, staring at the letter silently.

~Four Hours Later~

Shaking herself both physically and mentally Serena took her now cold soup and dumped it out, tossing it in the sink. She didn't let her mind wander back into the painful fog of memories it had wandered in for the last few hours, instead going to the bathroom to wash her face and change. Checking her cell she realized how long she had been sitting at her kitchen table, it now being near 10 pm, and winced at the fact that Lilian had sent her a text asking where she was. Heading out Serena decided to take the quick route to the pack house, straight through the town square, since she was already late and it was in the woods on the other side of town. As she walked she stared down at the letter which she had unconsciously taken with her. Her distraction almost kept her from catching Levi's scent. Looking up quickly at the first hint of it Serena took notice of the fact that she had reached the town square and on the other side Levi was walking the opposite direction of his house. 'He must have gotten back today... For a moment she stood staring at the man her friend had become but then quickly shook her head and slipped into the crowd and headed in the direction towards the pack house. 'Hopefully he didn't see me...' At the thought she quickened her pace, telling herself that it was because she was late and not because of the letter burning a hole in her pocket or the dark-haired loner who had just strolled back into town.

Ten minuted later, at exactly 10:20, Serena arrived at the pack house and walked in. Her gaze having been down, her thoughts elsewhere, she didn't notice Roman until she shouted out ahead of him, causing her to look up. It only took a moment for his words to register but it was a moment to late. Turning away quickly Serena slammed the door shut behind her. "What the fuck Roman!" Keeping her gaze averted, a blush creeping across her cheeks, Serena stormed towards the meeting room giving the half-naked male a wide girth. As she entered the room Serena tried to get a handle on herself but wasn't able to remove the scowl from her face or the turmoil of emotions in her eyes. Tossing herself in a chair Serena caught Lilians eyes and shook her head, speaking offhandedly. "Lily you need to stop pacing, gonna give yourself a headache." The moment the words left he mouth Serena groaned and put a hand to her own head.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley
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Lillian froze when she heard footsteps come in through the front door of the pack house. When she sensed it was only Roman she went back to pacing the floor. Roman was her long time friends, they basically grew up together until he and his family moved but that was before the pack broke in two. Though she'd never admit it she was hurt when he left to go to New York with his family but she understood. When he returned and she had to chose between him or Serena as her Beta she chose Serena. After that she noticed him being a little cold towards her and she already knew he didn't like Serena much since she and Lily had gotten close since he left. She understood why he was hurt by her decision but she never had the chance to explain why she chose her instead of him, maybe she would soon enough.


"Lillian, I'm going to warn you now that I don't have pants on!" She looked towards the door in confusion but honestly didn't care at the moment but it would be un-Alpha like of her to allow that so she responded in a slightly awkward voice "So put some on!" and with that she silenced and paced thinking of her plans for the hunt. She knew there was a party tonight and if she knew vampire's she knew they would find at least one leech there. However they wouldn't be able to use everyone there in case it was a distraction to let the others hunt.

"What the fuck Roman!" Lily heard just as she sensed Serena had walked through he door. She smirked finding it sort of funny but she continued to pace and only looked up from the floor when Serena, thankfully, walked through the door instead of pants-less Roman. Serena let her pace for a minute or two before breaking her concentration. "Lily you need to stop pacing, gonna give yourself a headache." Lilly couldn't help smile "My headache started when Roman said he didn't have pants on." She muttered but forced herself to sit down. "I can't help it. You know how I get, Plans aren't my thing. What if something goes wrong?" As an Alpha she couldn't help but worry about her pack and the innocent people that could be hurt in the process of them trying to kill the vermin that are vampires. Hey I think there's a new wolf in town. I've never sensed him before, think you can check that out for me tomorrow?" She asked before turning towards the door Roman I swear, get some pants on and get in here!





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She had picked out her potential lover/dinner, who was a little more drunk than she was but the drunker the better. While they danced together she felt someone bump her from behind and was ready to turn around and yell at whomever it was but saw a woman. Now Julia isn't one to yell at woman unless there's a good reason like she's being a bitch. The woman apologized with a smile and went further into the crowd with her friends before Julia could respond. There was something about her but she couldn't put her finger on it at the moment. She ignored the feeling, for now, and lost her dinner somehow. Frustrated she left the dance floor for another drink or two and pulled out her phone. She saw a text from Elisabeth, a group text, Julia hated those but she replied anyway -Not that I've seen. Out at a party, Plenty of humans ;)- She pushed send and put the phone back in it's place in her purse before picking up a cup and chugging whatever was inside.

Before she picked up the second cup she sensed something she didn't want to worry about tonight, werewolf. She scanned the room but couldn't tell who it was so she focused on acting as human as possible. She pulled out her phone again -Werewolf just arrived. Might head out, might not.- She sent the text and put the phone back. She honestly wasn't sure if she should even be worried, this one was alone but it could have called for backup once it sensed her.





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Just as she settled down with her mother's spell book she heard her phone buzz. She tried to ignore it but her curiosity got to her so she put the book down and picked up the phone to see a text from Gerald. She smiled, she liked Gerald he was nice and probably one of the only friends she had in town who was actually human besides the sheriff. -Sure. Not doing anything. Where we meeting?- she texted back and got up out of her seat. She picked up the book and put it back in it's hiding place before going to find something suitable to wear. She finally found something, a casual outfit, jeans and a tshirt with a pair of sneakers. Pretty plain but she was fine with it. She sat back down awaiting a response as she finished her tea.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Location: Cafe
Interacting With: Nathaniel Searus (briefly), Julia
Sinclair (texting) and Shane Dawson
Mentioned:Arthur Madden, Willow Sanders,
and Katherine "Rin" Jiang

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Elisabeth continued looking out the window, daydreaming of simpler times. Times before she didn't have to glance over her shoulder at night, before she was in this war between species, before she was a bloodsucker. Some days she would think about her family and wonder how much they had been hurt by her death/disappearance. After all, her body would never been found even if she was truly dead. The vampire who had turned her had transported her across the country by the time she awoke. Still, it would have been nice to have a proper goodbye with her friends and family. But there was no use in being sad about it, as it was out of her control and always would be. On a few occasions she had observed her siblings from a distance and they seemed happy enough. That was good enough for her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of eyes on her. She turned to meet them, making eye contact with a young male next to a motorcycle. Though it was only a moment or two before he put his helmet on and rode down the street, Elisabeth felt that he was familiar. She knew she had not seen his face around Cherry Blossom before, as she knew nearly everyone here-- whether they knew it or not. It was her job to scout the town for potential meals (though she considered this part of her job pointless, as others often ate whomever they desired), know who was in Cherry Blossom, and know what was happening around town. No, it was not his that was familiar but his entire being. She was almost certain that he too was a vampire.

Perhaps she should follow him and find out who he was. What would Arthur think of this? The coven leader could be quite unpredictable. He might decide to rip off the other man's head or he might happily offer him a spot in the coven. Something told her it would be the latter, considering the current werewolf situation. Though the pack was split and the two resulting packs did like to ruffle each other's feathers, they still had the common goal of protecting the humans from vampires. So far none of the coven had been bitten, which was a good thing. Elisabeth had never experienced a bitten vampire before, but Arthur had told her that it results in the afflicted slowly going crazy and attacking the members of their coven. This was not something that Elisabeth wanted to happen to her, though she had a feeling that some of the wolves would rather just kill her on the spot.

Willow would likely be one of those wolves. Truth be told, the young vampire was rather scared of the Alpha. She had a formidable look and presence. It was as if she were telling the whole world that she is not to be messed with. Lillian was intimidating too, but not like Willow. Still, both Alphas could hold their own in a fight.

Elisabeth was again pulled out of her thoughts by her phone vibrating. She looked at Julia's message, saying she hadn't seen any vampires and was at a party with lots of humans. Elisabeth didn't need to feed tonight nor did she enjoy parties. The music was loud, the humans reeked of alcohol, and there were just too many people in one place. She could see Julia thriving in that sort of environment though and was happy to hear that her coven mate was ok.

She was considering leaving the cafe early when Sheriff Dawson walked in. Any hopes of finding out who the mysterious young vampire was would have to wait. Elisabeth was obligated to serve any customer no matter how close to the end of the night that they walked in. Besides, she should have suspected there Sheriff would come around for a late dinner. That's just what she did.

"It's slow in here today. You think it's because of the parties?" the Sheriff commented as she took a seat at the counter. Elisabeth walked from he window back to her spot behind the counter. "It's been pretty slow all day. Nobody has been in in at least half an hour." Thus, she had started cleaning up the cafe ahead of schedule as she hadn't expected any more customers. "It could be," she said, responding to the Sheriff's second statement. "It could also be that Cherry Blossom isn't safe at night. After all, people say you should always walk with a buddy." It was the truth after all-- Cherry Blossom wasn't safe at night. The Sheriff knew as much too, though Elisabeth doubted she knew the true reasons.

"How have you been Elisabeth? It's been awhile." The Sheriff was glancing over the menu, despite coming to the cafe quite frequently. Humans were odd that way. Had she done that as a human? Elisabeth really couldn't remember. "I've been fine. Just working here and reading lots of books." She was thankful that she didn't need to attend the local high school to pass as human. If she did, she felt she would go insane. Instead, she was able to work and obtain money for books and clothes. What she didn't spend was saved for whenever she decided to fix up her house, which would probably be deemed unsafe to live in if a human lived there.

She smiled as she handed Shane a glass of water. "How have you been Sheriff Dawson? It can't be easy trying to deal with all of the recent deaths in the town." There was no denying the deaths of humans around the town whether it be vampire related or natural. Elisabeth decided to bring it up for two reasons: she was interested in what the Sheriff had to say about the murders and because she didn't know what else to talk about. A human her age would probably be curious about what the Sheriff was doing. Humans were both curious and disgusted by murders, so Elisabeth believed this wouldn't raise any alarm by her asking about it. Plus she could gauge how much the Sheriff knew about the true nature of the murders, though she still had doubts that Sheriff Dawson was aware of the supernatural presence in the quaint town of Cherry Blossom.

Elisabeth's phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and read the text from Julia, stating that a wolf was at the party. Of course, that wasn't enough to convince Julia to leave. The blonde vampire would probably stay unless it was either of the Alphas or Betas. So there was probably no need to be concerned at this point. Elisabeth couldn't do anything anyway, as she was busy doing her job. Ok, don't make a scene and be careful, she replied before placing her phone back in her pocket. If Julia did need help, she could always call Arthur or Rin.




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Location: The Street/Somewhere in Cherry
Blossom
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
Mentioned:Edmund "Markus" Bales, Willow
Sanders, and Levi Winters

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Gerald decided to head toward the center of town, knowing that the streets there were well lit and well travelled (at least during the day and early evening). He had no personal concerns of being attacked as he walked, but he figured he would play it safe just in case tonight was the night someone decided he was a perfect target.

He continued walking, enjoying the cool spring air. It wasn't terribly late, but he was still surprised to see a trio of people on the next block. The trio quick dispersed, with a male and female heading his way while the other male walked away opposite of them. The female called out to the lone male. However, Gerald did not pick up on what she said. His phone had vibrated in his pocket. He read the text from Vivian, more intrigued with it than whatever the woman had said to one of the men. Remembering that they were walking towards him, he moved off to the side so that the two would be able to pass him.

Honestly, Gerald hadn't planned what to do, where to go, or where to even meet. He just wanted to do something with someone. He really should have thought ahead, as now he was left staring at the keyboard of his phone. It was late, so most stores and restaurants would be closed right now. The movie theater was still open, but he wasn't in the mood to see another one. He tried to think of somewhere where they could go that would be open, have something fun to do, and wasn't near any shady parts of town.

He couldn't come up with anything and felt increasing pressure to reply to Vivian. Well, what do you want to do? he decided to ask. I'm at the center of town right now. Even if he did have any ideas for what to do, he would go with whatever Vivian wanted to do (unless it was along the lines of robbing a bank or another illegal activity). He just wanted to hang out with his good friend.

Gerald placed his cellphone back in his left pocket before proceeding to walk down the street.




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Apparently taking off one's pants was no appropriate in the Pack House, even if one did so because he fell in a creek. Roman had been hoping for a more playful response than the one he received from Lillian, but wasn't surprised by it either. He really shouldn't have taken his pants off, but at least he announced it before walking further into the house. It wasn't as if he was planning on walking around without pants on for the rest of the night. As soon as he found another pair and a towel he would be properly clothed.

Just as he was about to go in search of some pants, Serena walked in. And I thought falling into the creek was bad. Well at least she didn't- "What the fuck Roman!" Nevermind. Roman couldn't help but grin as Serena passed by him. While it was rather unfortunate that she saw him in such a state, it was also rather amusing. She obviously didn't think it was judging by her reaction.

Roman laughed as she quickly walked around him with eyes averted. "C'mon, I'm not naked or anything!" Serena, not caring if he was naked or not, disappeared into the meeting room. Still amused at her horrified reaction in comparison to the terse one he received from Lillian, he entered the house on the quest to find pants. He knew he had an extra pair in one of the rooms, but wasn't sure exactly which one. He had been drunk when he'd dropped them off, but at least he was thinking straight enough to actually bring clothing to the house in case of emergencies.

He quickly checked the bedrooms of the Pack House, but didn't find his clothing in any of the wardrobes or drawers. Where the hell had he put his clothes?! He closed his eyes, trying to remember. When he'd come to the house, he'd gotten a glass of water before putting his clothes... somewhere. Well, at least he knew they weren't in the kitchen. That still left quite a few places for them to be. Maybe they were in one of the bathrooms?

Roman returned to the master bedroom, which had a bathroom attached to it. Upon opening the closet door he found not only spare towels, but his clothing crumpled into a ball.Some might be concerned as to why he had placed his clothes in a bathroom closet, but weirder things had happened in Cherry Blossom. He grabbed one of the towels and began drying off his now damp legs. He started to dry off his boxers when he heard Lillian's voice. "Roman I swear, get some pants on and get in here!" He chuckled and deeming himself dry enough, put on his extra pair of pants. He tossed the wet pair into the sink, making a mental note to come back for them tomorrow.

Grinning, he walked into the meeting room. "Worry not, I have pants on now," he informed the girls. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest. "So what's our plan of attack for tonight?" he asked seriously. Hunting vampires and protecting an entire town wasn't something to be taken lightly.

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"My headache started when Roman said he didn't have pants on." Serena chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, No kidding." "I can't help it. You know how I get, Plans aren't my thing. What if something goes wrong?" Serena let out a sigh. Lillian was always worried, ever since she became Alpha it had become worse. 'She needs to have more confidence in herself...' Serena's attention snapped back onto Lillian as she spoke again. "Hey I think there's a new wolf in town. I've never sensed him before, think you can check that out for me tomorrow?" Serena looked surprised for a moment but before she could respond Lillian called out. "Roman I swear, get some pants on and get in here!"

Serena pressed her lips into a tight line as Roman entered the room. "Worry not, I have pants on now." Serena huffed. "Thank God..." "So what's our plan of attack for tonight?" Serena turned to Lillian and raised a brow. How this usually worked was Lillian had a rough idea and then she worked with Serena and Roman to perfect it before giving orders to the rest of the pack. The fact that Roman and Serena constantly butt heads during these meetings probably didn't help Lillian's stress but there wasn't much to be done about it. "What did you have in mind Lilly?"

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Not soon after yelling for Roman to join them, with pants, he walked into the meting room with a grin on his face. When they both turned to her asking what her plan was she straightened her posture in her seat. "We should split up. Serena, you should take half of our scouts and fighters and I will take the other half. Roman you'll be with me." It was a rough thought and it made sense, splitting up gave them a better advantage in searching for vamps. She wasn't too keen on making details of plans but she always had the final say especially when her Beta and Delta couldn't seem to ever agree.

She pushed hair out of her face and continued "We shouldn't need too many scouters or hunters, just enough for each group to be able to fight one or two vamps. Also if one group get's ambushed the other will have wolves who aren't injured." With that she leaned back in her chair waiting for feed back from the two people she trusted hoping there would be no fighting among them. However she knew there would be, there always was.




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She could feel the wolf following her, inwardly she groaned. This wasn't going to end well. Either this girl called for backup or Julie would have to attack in order to stop being followed. She was sure she'd be able to take her but honestly she wasn't up for a fight. She hadn't fed in days and feeding gave her more strength than she already had. She continued walking as though the girl hadn't followed her but obviously she would know she was sensed.

It was an inward debt with herself, attack the girl or just run. If she attacked there would be a chance she'd get killed plus her compulsion didn't work much on werewolves, at least not long enough for her to get away and feed before leaving town. However if she ran, there was certain chance she'd get away alive but with no feeding. She sighed and readied herself, deciding to attack she hadn't had a good fight in weeks so why not?

Withing the next few seconds she turned and rushed towards the wolf pushing her forearm on the girls neck and pinning her against the nearest brick wall "Puppies should stay near their mommy. Puppies that wonder get killed." She said with a smirk. Maybe not the best decision but she really wanted the chance to feed.




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Vivian couldn't help but laugh at his scream, she'd never heard him scream like that. She smiled at his comment and shrugged "Yea you never know when I'll show up." She grinned as he turned her in a circle. "There's a party not too far from here." She said making a suggestion, it was the only thing she could think of but she honestly didn't even want to go to the party. She wasn't the party type, nor did she like big crowds to begin with. "Or we could just walk and talk. I have to get somethings at the Herb shop but if you would rather go to the party that's fine too." She said with a smile. She hoped he would be fine with just walking and talking, she was better in those types of situations.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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"I'll go get your food ready," Elisabeth said as she disappeared into the kitchen. Shane frowned slightly as she realized that not even a cook was there to help her. Shame. No one should work alone, especially not in a town like this. It wasn't long before the girl returned with her food and a bag. Shane smiled thankfully as she placed the boxes in the bag and shifted to her feet.

"If you don't mind me asking, what did you mean earlier about not thinking these were wild animal attacks?" Shane froze mid movement. She was hoping the comment would simply brush off Elisabeth's shoulder. Either that or the rumors about herself would have graced her ears. Although the girl was nice, she had to tread carefully around the subject and be careful of what she did and didn't say. "Half this town thinks I am unfit to be Sheriff... The other half could be easily swayed to their side if the wrong words slip from my mouth." Shane smiled weakly towards the girl. "I won't give stock to rumors. The answer will reveal itself when I have proof... Until then, it's only wild animal attacks."

Shane smirked slightly as she searched her jean pockets for money. Pulling out a $20, she placed it in Elisabeth's hand before closing the girl's hand and patting it with her own. "Keep the change." No doubt that was more than double the worth of the food. But working alone, having to cook, wait and clean yourself can't be easy. "Take care of yourself. And get home before it gets too late... If you need someone to walk with you, just give me a ring."

Shane waved before stepping out of the diner. She casually walked the streets as she ate her burger, keeping her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. After finishing the sandwich, and now only picking at the fries she noticed a pair of familiar faces. Shane slowly made her way towards Vivian and Gerald. "How's everything going?" She said as she joined the pair with a warm smile. "I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." She chuckled softly, before holding out the box of fries towards them. "Fry?"




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Willow had a permanent smirk upon her lips as she walked with her arm locked with Markus'. She had always loved fresh meat but something about her Phantom gave her chills... Clearly all the good kind. Will had already made a mental note to cross his path again very soon so that she'd have a chance to decode the mysterious wolf. He intrigued her in more ways than words could explain. Attraction for wolves was on a whole other level, especially because they could often sense when the feeling was mutual... And Will knew it was. Not many would stand toe to toe with her and not be intimidated or falter. But Levi stood his ground, and that enticed her.

Her mind was clearly elsewhere and it took her way too long to register the words Markus spoke to her.
"They're already about to start, and you know Lillian and her 'planning sessions' as well as I..." Willow smirked as she watched his face turn in disgust. He didn't have to explain his thoughts on the matter, she was more then knowledgable towards how he felt. And more often then not the feeling was mutual. "It might be more satisfying to interrupt in the middle of her beginning spiel, and unravel her for the rest of the night; then just coming fashionably late." She pursed her lips, reaching for her phone in the back pocket of her tight jeans to check the time. "As much as I love that devious mind of yours, I believe we may have no choice but to arrive fashionably late."

In a small town like Cherry Blossom, it took no time at all for them to reach the location of the meeting. Willow turned her head towards Markus, her eyes glistening in excitement. "Oh how I enjoy making an entrance." With that, Will released Markus' arm and walked straight for the entrance strutting almost as if to show off her sex appeal and dominance. She did not hesitate to kick open the door and waltz right into the room. Willow made her way right up to an empty seat beside a male wolf that she recalled being called Roman. Her devious grin never left her lips as she took a seat. "Hello handsome." She whispered towards the male beside her, shooting him a quick wink.

Willow leaned back in the seat, crossing her long slender legs while stretching her arm across the back of Roman's chair. She made sure she was comfortable as her gaze remained locked on Lillian's as she caught the end of her little introduction.
"... Just enough for each group to be able to fight one or two vamps. Also if one group get's ambushed the other will have wolves who aren't injured." Will couldn't help but laugh while shaking her head slightly. "Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill?" She cocked her head to the side while pursing her lips. "Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?"

Willow looked over to Roman, her hand that rested upon the back of his chair, reaching up to twirl a lock of his hair. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She smiled towards her current male company before drifting her gaze over to Lillian. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair." Willow's grin grew as she leaned forward, resting her free elbow upon her knee, her chin in the palm, while her other hand still grasped Roman's chair. "You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha."

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Elisabeth listened and watched Shane observantly as she answered, noting her discomfort at the subject. "Half this town thinks I am unfit to be Sheriff... The other half could be easily swayed to their side if the wrong words slip from my mouth. I won't give stock to rumors. The answer will reveal itself when I have proof... Until then, it's only wild animal attacks." The vampire wouldn't push the subject anymore than it had to be. It confirmed her suspicions that the hushed whispers about the Sheriff's beliefs of the true cause of the attacks likely had credit to them, though rumors tended to get out of control in one way or another.

The Sheriff paid Elisabeth with a twenty dollar bill, telling her to keep the change as she closed the girl's hand and patted it. "Thank you," Elisabeth said earnestly. It was a hefty tip, but one she was grateful for. Part of the reason she had chosen to have a job in town was to scout for the coven. Another part was to maintain her "human" standing in town. And yet another was because she was hoping to fix up the house she lived in. It was a far cry from what it used to be and she would love to see it restored. That, and she would also like to have chairs that hadn't been broken by either Arthur or the one who had turned her.

"Take care of yourself. And get home before it gets too late... If you need someone to walk with you, just give me a ring." The Sheriff left the cafe then, heading out to patrol the town. Elisabeth chuckled a bit, as the Sheriff didn't know how capable the girl was of protecting herself. If enhanced sense, speed, and strength was't enough to save her, she could always throw a car at her opponent. Still, it was nice of the Sheriff to offer.

Confident that no more customers would show up, she quickly checked to make sure everything was clean and stowed. After doing this, she sent a text to Arthur. I think there's a new vampire in town. I don't know where he went though. Got bogged down by the Sheriff. I'll check around town before heading home. She decided to omit learning that the Sheriff was most likely suspicious of the supernatural activity in town. That was information best saved for a meeting in person. Plus, depending on where he was he might throw a fit and destroy something or someone.

Elisabeth removed her apron and hung it up. She looked out of the cafe window. Seeing nobody, she looked at her jacket across the room on the coat stand. As soon as she thought about it, the jacket removed itself from the stand and flew over to her as if someone had tossed it. She quickly put it on and looked out the window again, making sure nobody had seen her use her ability. Every now and then she got somewhat lazy, plus it wasn't a bad idea to practice using your ability. The vampire left the cafe and locked the front door. She looked around, wondering which way she should go. She could follow the scent of the other vampire, but his trail had dissipated in the time since they two had seen each other. Likewise, she could just wander the town in hopes of finding a potential meal or any of the werewolves. If she did find a werewolf and was able to remain undetected by it, which wasn't the easiest to do considering their enhanced senses, she would let the rest of the coven know where it was. Caution was always the best choice when it came to werewolves, especially at night when they were apt to hunt the vampires.

In the end, she chose to follow in the path of Nathaniel. She might as well try to figure out who he was and what his business in Cherry Blossom was. If she found a meal or a lone werewolf along the way, it would make the trip even more worthwhile.






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Gerald blushed a bit when Vivian laughed at his scream. He knew his scream was rather... high pitched when he was surprised, but it was still embarrassing, as he'd somehow managed never to scream that way in front of his friend before. However, his pride quickly recovered and he grinned back at her. "There's a party not too far from here," she suggested. "Or we could just walk and talk. I have to get somethings at the Herb shop but if you would rather go to the party that's fine too."

Gerald didn't mind parties, but he knew Vivian wasn't a fan of them. If he really wanted to go to a party he would have gone there earlier, but he wanted to hang out with one of his best friends. "Walking and talking sounds good to me," he replied, looking at her. "Though I've gotta ask: what do you need from the herb shop?" He guessed that she was referring to the shop owned and managed by the Lagrange family. He'd been there a couple of times with his mom, but herbs really weren't his thing.

Sheriff Dawson seemed to appear out of nowhere as Gerald turned to look forward. He stifled another scream but still jumped a bit. "How's everything going?" the Sheriff asked politely. "Well, you're the second person to give me a minor heart attack in the past few minutes, but I'll be ok," he replied as his heart beat calmed down. He smiled to show there were no hard feelings. The Sheriff was a nice enough lady and she did the best she could to keep the town safe.

"I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." Gerald declined to comment that until a couple of minutes ago he had been walking alone. He didn't want or need a lecture from the Sheriff, though he understood her the root of concern. She offered out a box of fries to them. "Fry?" Gerald happily accepted, taking a handful. "Thanks Sheriff Dawson," he said before eating one.






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Interacting With: Lillian Smith, Serena
Roberge, Willow Sanders, Markus Bales
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Roman plopped down in his chair, resting the urge to swivel in it. He listened as Lillian laid out the plan for tonight's hunt. They would split the pack in half, with Serena leading one half and Lillian and Roman the other. It sounded like a good plan to him. The less time he had to spend with Serena, the better.

Roman opened his mouth to make a quip, but was promptly stopped by the sound of the door being kicked open behind him. He didn't need to swivel his chair to know that Willow, aka the Royal Bitch, had arrived. He thought it was a suiting name for her, in the literal definition of the word and the more insulting one. Willow took a seat next to Roman. He glared at her, though that did nothing to stop her grinning. "Hello handsome," she cooed. Roman growled in return, knowing that it wasn't much of a compliment coming from her. Pretty much any guy could have received the same greeting from her, regardless of his appearance.

As Lillian finished speaking, Willow set her arm across the back of his chair. He ignored it. Seduction would get her nowhere with him. He refrained rom glancing at his friend, Markus, who had dutifully interrupted the meeting along with the other Alpha. Roman wasn't sure what had compelled Markus to join Willow's pack. He'd never asked, as he didn't want their friendship to feel any tension because of it. Whatever the case, Roman as more focused on directing his distaste for the other pack at the Alpha herself.

"Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill? Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?" Willow chimed into the conversation as if she actually had a place in their pack. "Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." Roman commented, though he meant no ill will towards Markus. He decided not to comment on Willow's second remark.

The Royal Bitch proceeded to twirl a lock of his hair, which he again ignored. As much as he wanted to transform and bite her hand clean off, he was restraining himself for Lillian's sake. However, too much more of her crap and he might have to. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She shot Roman a smile, which he responded to with a snarl. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair. You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha." Roman stood swiftly, looking down at the still seated Willow. "You should take your own advice then," he growled at the other alpha. After all, she had only shown up with one other wolf. Two to three weren't the best or the worst odds ever, but they were still favourable to the group of three. He glanced at Lillian before looking back at Willow, as he was ready to strangle her.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Willow’s mind was clearly still back with her ‘Phantom’, Markus suspected, as it was taking her an extraordinary time for her to be digesting his response. Before he could make a sharp quip, and break the half-hearted promise the lopsided ‘x’ his mime had suggested earlier; his cellphone buzzed sullenly. Taking the distractive incentive, he pulled out his phone first to observe Lisa’s newest message with a narrow, but thoughtful gaze.

"Vampire leaving party to find victim elsewhere."

"Acknowledged."

Markus texted in return, short and simple. He wasn’t one to waste words in the first place, and secondly while it was a small, satisfactory win that the mere presence of a werewolf (or wolves) at the party had chased the bloodsucker off – he had nothing else to tell her. It was an annoying predicament to just ‘let one go’, but without proper back-up, and Markus remembered she’d never had to encounter a vampire on her own, Lisa did not need to be shoved into anything overtly dangerous right away.

He looked down as he shoved his phone back into his pocket, and met Willow’s gaze, as a smirk played across her lips when she pursed them checking the time on her phone this time, before she finally responded, “As much as I love that devious mind of yours, I believe we may have no choice but to arrive fashionably late.” Markus snorted roughly, as a mild form of ‘I told you so’ – playing on the pointed look he’d delivered to her earlier that evening. Her ‘Phantom’ had taken some (if not most) of the time up…

It did not take them long to reach the location of the meeting at the old (complete) pack’s house, and Willow turned to him with excitement, before speaking “Oh how I enjoy making an entrance.” “Ladies first,” Markus idly commented, as if she wasn’t going to take the lead anyway. She released his arm, and strutted forward towards the entrance – her sex appeal and dominance obvious, but doing little for him to be frank. He followed closely on her heels, but had shortened his strides as to not step on her.

Markus shut the kicked open door with the back of a heel in an idle movement, the wood banging shut with half as much as force Willow had originally exerted on it in opening it, but the sudden, explosive entrance had already been achieved. He appeared into the room, a second behind his Alpha, and slipped sideways to park himself, leaning against the wall directly behind both, Willow, where she’d sat down to ‘own’ the place, and his old friend, but still good surprisingly with the two pack’s misgivings between one another, Roman. There was other chairs available, but they were on the other side of the table near Lillian and Serena; and while he could have been hardly bothered taking a seat next to them, and watch their skins crawl in closer detail – as a dutiful wing-man, the wall was the better position to observe everyone and their body languages with equal intensity.

Lillian had wrapped up her little introduction spiel, and Willow’s silvery laugh rang out briefly, before she chimed into their conversation with ease – “Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill? Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?” It seemed to immediately work on Roman’s metaphorical hackles, as he commented back shortly, “Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood.”

Markus attentive eyes snapped towards the back of the other male’s head, his otherwise perpetually serious expression that often leads one to believe he either expects that you’re an idiot or is quite convinced that you already are, had a twisted smirk – that was more annoyed in the downturn of his lips, than his normal ‘resting face’ of exasperation with the world and it’s occupants. There was quite a far difference from being one of Willow’s ‘pets on a leash' or one of her 'pursuits’, than being her Beta, currently dutiful wing-man, and the wanting to kill each other on a daily basis to contend with as well; very different indeed, he'd have Roman know, but he remained silent.

His eyes slid away from the other male as quickly as he’d locked on originally, to re-observe Lillian (mostly) and Serena too, as Willow continued, “By all means… Don’t listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?” Smiling and twirling a lock of his hair, she elicited a snarl from Roman. “All I know is… When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair… You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian. If not, you’d be the only Alpha.”

Markus side-eyed his attention, ignoring the momentary inner surge of protectiveness, as Rome stood swiftly, growling out a statement in response to Willow’s obviously fur-ruffling chatter as he looked down at the still-seated Alpha, “You should take your own advice then.” Will could handle herself in the verbal battlefield, easily, he was well aware and hardly worried about that per say; even with the physical odds stacked more in favor of three over the two, they were only here to ‘mess with them’ and not in to stay for a ‘real’ fur-removing fight (not that he’d ever wished such an event to occur, unless absolutely necessary - he could fight, extremely well, but he wasn't eager for one). And Roman, could handle himself as well verbally with his sharp mouth and open hostility; and while he often wondered why he'd still chosen Lillian's pack with the issues of Serena being chosen as her Beta instead, and just so happened still keep their childhood friendship alive despite their pack differences - both of them really didn't need to lose fur and friendship over pack differences tonight, he suspected, idly.

His mouth twisted into half an idle but warning snarl, and had been combined with an oddly amused smile; as perhaps the most threatening chuckle rumbled up, very much like a growl, from deep within his chest. “Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Markus noted, as his normal expression fell make into place when the chuckle faded away. Not quite signaling Roman out specifically on the threat his last statement had veiled (and seemingly attempting to ignore him, much like the other was attempting to do as well), but intended it for the other Alpha (or Beta, he supposed) that he had kept most of his attention on… It was a delicate game, obviously.

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{ Location: Town, Hotel || Interacting With: Elisabeth Hill || Mentioned: N/A }


The hope for the rest of the evening to remain at a relative standstill, compared to how bombarding the day had been, had been misplaced, Nathaniel reflected. Maybe it was just too much of his good natured, new kid in town rubbing off on others; or merely a small town driven curiosity and eagerness at fault - who could honestly say? But after humoring the elderly hotel owner, smoking a single cigarette (while the other man had already consumed a handful, at least; by the smell of him) curled between his index and middle finger, leaning against the railing of the second floor of the hotel of his temporary ‘home’; he could only guess that in the end, he’d made another successful run at being ‘human’, yet again.

A surprise, but welcoming, distraction came from the night breeze gently whisking by his nose, causing a thoughtful frown to ease unto his maw as he pulled his cigarette away to catch a better waft of downwind heading his way. Nathaniel had eventually expected a visit from one of the coven members or their leader in the following night or so, but so soon after a brief visual encounter with someone he suspected to be another vampire and the fact that it had been more than enough that his scent would’ve still been around but an obvious trail would’ve dissipated (not that the oil and gas that had been underneath him would have helped much, or the current smoking). Huh, must be a hell of a scouter then, he figured.

“What is it?” The foreman grunted as he became aware, finally, to catch on that the seemingly younger man had ignored the steady winding conversation of some small town rumors, or myths, or something. It was endearing to watch as a new wariness set into the elder’s shoulders as he narrowed his eyes against the inky black of the night with muted streetlamps around, to fruitlessly see what he couldn’t and what had drawn the young doctor’s attention instead; he would’ve been just as dead if someone of the supernatural variety had been in the mood - pity, pity.

“Someone I was expecting.” Nathaniel replied evenly. It wasn’t technically a lie? “Oh,” The man mused, looking back with an odd expression on his face, that told the tale of thoughts going on in his head well enough – who on earth would you be expected at that time of night? Let him think what he wanted. “I’ll leave you too it then.” Nodding farewell and thanks for the cigarettes and ‘fine’ talk, the human was on his way back around the corner – heading for the elevator on the far side, as arthritis was probably playing up against him at his age. Leaving the youthful vampire alone thankfully and in silence once again.

Nathaniel reached up to absently rub at the old scars littered across his throat-line, hidden underneath the high necked blue sweater, while he patiently waited. It did not take long for the scent to develop stronger, and his own to likewise become more solid and apparent that he had not left this spot at the motel recently. But he remained in place until the distant but familiar flash of wavy brown hair caught his attention, probably being the girl from the café that was not too far away - even if this was called the edge of town (on this side at least; city growth had primarily headed the other direction(s) more apparently).

If he could see what he suspected to be her, and smell her; she could do the same likewise, and likely in greater detail in the sight aspect with the dusk-to-dawn spotlights glaring down above him and in front of his hotel room. It was then he turned, beeping the flimsy paper card to emit entry, Nathaniel disappeared into his room – but left the door open, and waiting. It would be best to have a talk indoors he figured in a town with werewolf packs running amok, it was only polite to offer.



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All the lights had been flicked on, and emitted a warm, soft glow - not as quite as nice as sunlight, so long ago, but it did well enough and better than talking to someone in the dark (how weird). "Good Evening...?" Nathaniel began lightly, inquisitively cautious but oozing genuine politeness. It'd been a certain stretch of time since he'd actually asked to settle with a coven, and not for his 'revenant' duties they sometimes sought him about for, but he knew or could suspect what she would be asking or wanting to know before going to their Coven Leader with the information gained - however, it was more proper to wait for questions to be asked first, before you 'blabbered' without given reason. He'd sat himself down in one of the two office chairs they'd somehow managed to squeeze into the room with a full or queen bed, and small offset that held the bathroom, closest, and generic coffee maker, leaving the other open, available, and at a fair enough distance from him if she even felt at ease enough in the presence of a loner and wanted to even sit at all.

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Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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"Walking and talking sounds good to me," he replied, looking at her. "Though I've gotta ask: what do you need from the herb shop?" She smiled, relieved that she wouldn't have to deal with an over populated house. "Herbs" She said with a smirk, she knew he wanted specifics but it was hard for her to explain what she'd need them for without giving herself up. She'd never had to explain it before and it was the only thing she wasn't prepared for. It couldn't be such a bad thing since there was a shop dedicated just for herbs in town. She saw Gerald jump a little as the Sheriff appeared in front of him and she couldn't help but smile.

"Everything is great! We were just headed to the herb shop. She chimed in linking her arm with Gerald's. "I'm glad to see you both are smart enough not to travel alone." Vivian nodded "Of course not, but Gerald was out alone before we met up here. Don't worry though, I thought him a lesson." She said with a smirk. She declined the offer of fries, she wasn't much for fried foods.




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Before she'd even finished she saw Willow enter the room followed by Markus. How she didn't sense them come in was beyond her. "Sacrifice the few to save the many, eh Lill?" Lilly growled and stood out of her seat. "Since when has it been a good idea to split up?... Haven't you seen any horror film... Ever?" Inside she wanted to attack but her mind knew that wouldn't be at all smart. It would start a useless battle, not to mention Willow was hundreds of years older then the rest of them. "Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." Roman spoke up before Lillian could open her mouth to defend her plans.

Willow proceeded to touch Roman's hair, playing with it. "By all means... Don't listen to me. After all, what could I possibly know?" She glanced at Roman, who didn't seem to happy either. "All I know is... When I plan to do more than scouting, I would never risk my pack by splitting them up. A unit is more powerful than a pair. You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha." Obviously that was more than Roman could handle silently before he stood "You should take your own advice then"

Finally Markus spoke, “Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Lillian turned to him "Roman! Sit down", She said without looking away from the pair "I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory. A true, respectable Alpha would never barge into another Alpha's territory without permission and especially not try and provoke a fight." She growled at Willow. She'd had enough of this bitch provoking her and making her question her own actions. She'd crossed their territory more times than Lillian could count.




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“And vampires shouldn’t be anywhere at all.” Julie gave her a fake hurt look but smirked "Too bad." Lucky for the wolf Julie hadn't planned past pinning her. Within the next few seconds the girl was out of her grasp and was running in the opposite direction. Julie had never actually seen a werewolf transform from human to wolf. She had to admit it was pretty impressive. She didn't have the energy to chase her down and kill her. It was time to find a new target, maybe she'd stop by the diner.

She began walking towards the diner slowly. Everyone she past on the street seemed to be paired with someone else. Not that she minded a two course meal it was just too much of a job for her at the moment. She'd have to kill the first quickly then chase down the second. Not to mention finding a discrete place to feed. [i]This day is getting more and more annoying by the second.[i] When she got to the diner she tried to open the door but it was locked. "Damn it! She said out loud. Lucky for her someone heard her, "Yea, she closed up about five minutes before you got here. I was coming up to get something to eat too but I saw her lock the door." Julie turned and smiled at the man "Late night snack?" she asked The man nodded "Yea, you wouldn't happen to know another place would ya?" Julie smiled "Sure I do, and I know a short cut." She replied walking down the street a few more feet before turning down an alley.

There was no way this guy was from around here. He'd know that this was the only diner that opened later than other restaurants. She lead him down the alley, far enough so they wouldn't be seen by anyone on the street but close enough for her to make a quick exit. Five minutes later she felt refreshed. She walked out of the alley and down the street whipping extra blood off of her face. It takes awhile for a vampire to learn how not to make a mess on themselves while feeding but for Julia it was easy.

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"Well, you're the second person to give me a minor heart attack in the past few minutes, but I'll be ok." Gerald replied as Shane joined the pair. She laughed softly, returning his smile while using her free hand to pat on his shoulder. "Sorry... Didn't realize you were so easy to scare." Vivian caught the Sheriff's attention next as she spoke, linking arms with Gerald. "Everything is great! We were just headed to the herb shop." Shane's smile grew. She appreciated those in town who didn't think she was crazy or run in the other direction when she approached. "You'll have to let me know how it is. I've been meaning to stop by and see if they have insence or anything but... Cop duties." She shrugged her shoulders while laughing softly.

"Of course not, but Gerald was out alone before we met up here. Don't worry though, I thought him a lesson." Shane couldn't help but laugh at Vivian's response to her comment about them traveling the town together. She simply rolled her eyes. She knew Gerald knew better, but at least he got Viv to meet up with him. Shane snorted slightly when he took a handful of fries. "Thanks Sheriff" Gerald said followed by Viv politely declining. "I don't blame you... It's horrible for you. But I never have time to actually get a decent meal in a town like this."

With that Shane lightly patted Vivian's shoulder and nodded her head towards Gerald. "Have fun herb shopping. Stay safe and you have my number if you need me." She never wanted to intrude on someone's plans or anything. So she took her leave before making it awkward with her presence. It was always hard being Sheriff because most people walked on eggshells around her. They were always either freaked by her strange beliefs about the town or worried she'd arrest them at the drop of a hat. Sheriff was no doubt a lonely job, but someone had to do it.




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"Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." How rude. Willow thought to herself. It was one thing for someone to threaten her. She didn't care about threats on her own life but gearing it towards her pack and especially her Beta made her skin crawl. To the best of her knowledge Roman and Markus were friends. But that was definitely not a way to treat someone you call a friend. The words caused her to snap her hand away from the wolf, but left her gaze strong and intent on the pup.

Roman quickly shot up from his seat after her second comment.
"You should take your own advice then." Will quickly jumped to her feet, meeting Roman's gaze as she whispered beneath a growl. “You’re lucky I respect my Beta…. Because if not, I’d be wiping your entrails from the underside of my boots.” She loved how simple observations seemed to turn to threatening gestures from the other side. Typical. “Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?”

Lillian finally got her chance to speak, starting it off by yelling at her inferior pup and telling him to sit down, before turning her attention towards Will. "I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory. A true, respectable Alpha would never barge into another Alpha's territory without permission and especially not try and provoke a fight." Willow put up her hands innocently. "If I wanted a fight... I would have came with more back up." She then dropped her hands before taking a step towards Lill. "And you know damn well that this isn't your territory. We share Cherry Blossom... Or did you forget that?"

Willow took a step back as she realized the comment about being a 'respectable alpha.' She clicked her tongue to the roof of her mouth before biting on her bottom lip and nodding her head. "Maybe I'm not a respectable Alpha..." She said in a quiet, yet serious tone. "You all think I'm a bitch... But at least I'm not uptight, and I do not dictate over my pack." Will shrugged her shoulders as she walked back over towards Markus.

Pivoting on her heels she decided to leave on a final note.
"There will come a day Lill... Where you'll need our help. With us divided more of them will come, and you know I'm right." Will pointed at Lillian as she spoke. "Hate me all you want because in the end it's going to hurt you not me." Willow was the oldest wolf there, and she knew Lillian knew she was speaking truth. Sure, Will went there to ruffle feathers but there are more motives than just pissing off the other Alpha. And the advice she gave she meant whole heartedly.

With that Willow walked around her Beta and towards the door. She held it open for Markus as she walked through. "Don't come crying to me Lillian when half of your pack is dead because you didn't take my advice." Will didn't wait to see if Markus was following because if she knew he would be. After awhile of walking in silence, she slowed her pace so that she was in tune with him and looked towards him. "Who would have thought the day would come where they'd be the one throwing out the threats?" She then chuckled, shrugging her shoulders innocently. "Ok well threatening first... I simply gave advice and then all hell broke loose." She rolled her eyes. If there was ever a doubt in her mind why she left that pack, that instance right there was more than enough to reassure her.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Elisabeth walked at a steady pace, so as not to seem in a hurry to get anywhere. Besides, there really was no hurry. She suspected she would come across the new vampire in due time, whether it be tonight or tomorrow. It wasn't very hard to find someone in Cherry Blossom, especially when they weren't trying to hide. His trail wasn't clear at first, but as she meandered around the streets she picked up on it. She continued along, his scent beginning to grow stronger as she approached the hotel.

She lifted her gaze from the sidewalks to the hotel as she continued down the street. The bright lights surrounded it, helping her to catch sight of the vampire and a human. She doubted either could see her given the glare of the lights. Likewise, she wouldn't have been able to see them had it not been for the lights. Her pace quickened to a brisk walk, so as to allow the other vampire to prepare himself and the human to leave. As she guessed, the human removed himself from the conversation the two appeared to be having. The vampire stayed put.

Elisabeth could now see him clearly as she approached. He looked young, about twenty or so should he be alive. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of having a member of the coven closer to her age. Rin had been 21 when she was turned, but the two years made all the difference. She could legally drink and was fully considered to be an adult. Elisabeth would never reach that age.

The other vampire left his post by the railing, entering his room. Elisabeth suspected that she was finally close enough for him to have seen her. She continued, glancing around. There were no humans in sight. The young vampire finally reached the hotel. She gingerly climbed the stairs, not wanting them to made any loud noises. Once at the top, she found an open door into Nathaniel's room. She tried to mentally prepare herself for whatever the conversation might hold. This was the first time she'd encountered a lone vampire since her time at Cherry Blossom. There had been a few others who'd joined in the past few years, but it was never her who went to meet them as they preferred staying in the woods until they knew they had the full protection of the coven. Then they would feel free to go into the town.

Come what may, Elisabeth thought as she entered the room. All of the lights were on, as if to welcome her. The room seemed overcrowded with furniture, however the functional bed and chairs were a welcome sight in comparison to her own home. Nathaniel sat in one of two offices chairs, the other a good distance away from him. "Good Evening...?" he greeted her. She noted his tone of voice. He was likely cautious of her, given that he was on the turf of a coven he didn't belong to. But at the same time he was genuinely welcoming her to the room.

"Good evening," she said in response as she took a seat in the other office chair. She quickly examined him. He seemed well mannered-- the opposite of Arthur. A soft smile crossed her lips as she began speaking. She had no ill will towards the other vampire and she wanted him to know that. She was merely curious as to he was and what he was doing in Cherry Blossom. "My name is Elisabeth. I'm part of Arthur's coven as I'm sure you have surmised." She paused wondering how to go about asking why he was here. "May I ask what has brought you to Cherry Blossom?" Despite wanting to be polite, she felt that her question still came off as being too direct. However, she was curious and was not in the mood for small talk.




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Location: Town
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood and
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Gerald cringed a bit as Vivian mentioned that he had been walking alone. He really didn't want to hear a lecture from Sheriff Dawson about why he should walk with someone else. Thankfully, she didn't give him that lecture, opting to talk about the herb shop with Vivian. He really had no interest in herbs (unless they were on his food), but he would still accompany Vivian nonetheless.

He felt a bit bad for having eaten so many fries, but he was hungry for something other than theater popcorn. The Sheriff bi them good luck with herb shopping, reminding them that they had her number should they get into any trouble. Gerald didn't see how the two could possibly get into trouble while going to the herb shop. "Have a good night Sheriff!" he called after her.

Gerald looked back at his friend. "So, to the herb shop then? You'll have to lead the way, I have no idea where we're going," he admitted. He trusted that Vivian knew where she was going. Worst case scenario they use Google Maps or something to find it.




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Location: The Pack House
Interacting With: Lillian Smith, Serena Roberge,
Markus Bales, and Willow Sanders
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“You’re lucky I respect my Beta…. Because if not, I’d be wiping your entrails from the underside of my boots,” Willow commented. Roman snarled in response, but made no attempt to move toward or away from her. He'd probably lose in a fight against Willow, but he'd fight till the very end.

“Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Markus commented. Roman felt that this was directed towards him, but he had to admit his childhood friend was right. There was no sense in violence at the moment, though he never minded a good fight. He took a deep breath and let out a sigh. "Roman! Sit down" Lillian commanded him shortly after Markus spoke. He rolled his eyes. Though he really didn't want to sit next to the Royal Bitch, there were no other chairs. He could sit on the ground, but he'd only look like a moody child put into time out then. Alternatively he could sit on the table, but that didn't seem like a very good option. He sat back down his chair, rolling it out of Willow's reach so that she wouldn't start touching him again.

He sat quietly as Lillian told Willow to leave. Willow in response had quite a few remarks about both of the packs and their respective alphas. Oh, pack politics. He never like them, but the pack needed a hierarchy lest they have an anarchy. Roman was somewhat surprised the coven had a hierarchy given that Arthur was the leader. He continued to stay quiet as Willow spoke, though he would love to throw in his thoughts. However, he felt that Lillian could handle herself well enough and that any more words or actions from Roman would lead her to take her anger out on him.

After Willow and Markus left, Roman looked at his friend. He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. He had enough sense to know there was truth in Willow's words, especially about the threat to both packs regarding the vampires. Perhaps someday they would team up to take out the coven, but today was not that day. He leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh as he ran his fingers through his hair. This night was not going well for him.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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"Roman! Sit down,” Lillian finally snapped, and for a moment Markus felt her gaze focus sharply on both Willow and Roman (and by extension himself, further back) – he returned the look in unblinking challenge, but noted out of the corner of his eyes, his friend rolling his eyes but obliging his Alpha’s command to sit back down in his chair, but wisely scooting further away from Willow’s reach.

"I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory,” A warning growl rumbled deep within Markus’ chest at Lillian’s comment, though no snarl graced his frowned lips yet. An Alpha of Alpha-bloodlines, while Willow was hardly perfect (except in being a pain in the ass, he could – and would willingly – attest to that), was still far better than an inferior runt, that had to fight for any position in the pack – let alone the elders that had gone to her pack, choosing her for the Alpha position out of all those eligible, seemed rather silly, if not sad. Thank you very much.

Lillian continued, in a growl echoing his own, turning her full attention to Willow – telling them to leave (as if they had planned on staying anyway?). Willow in response had her remarks in turn sharp, well organized, and subtly pointed in the way she dished them out as well. Certainty the plan was working brilliantly to undermine Lillian in front of her own pack’s hierarchy, ruffling feathers and raising hackles galore; but the advice Will was giving out was genuine, whether or not the younger female took note of it and saved wolf lives – fei.

It wasn’t long before the conversation winded to an abrupt halt, as Willow made her exit around Markus into the entry hall and towards the door, and only then did he move off the wall, with his watchful eyes flick away from Lillian and Serena, and dutifully followed. Taking good care to make sure the door slammed shut tight, and loud, on his way out.

After some stretch of silence, Willow broke it first as she slowed her commanding pace and due back beside him, "Who would have thought the day would come where they'd be the one throwing out the threats?” Markus snorted in mild laughter at her chuckled comments and the ‘innocent’ shoulder shrugging, and responded in drawling exaggeration in turn, “Uh-huh, and you’re sure it isn’t your sparkling reputation with the male population being a little topsy-turvy?” He finished, rolling his eyes. She’d certainly turned over a new leaf, between her encounter with her ‘Phantom’ to Roman.

“Ok well threatening first... I simply gave advice and then all hell broke loose." Markus looked thoughtful at that, and his next words, answers and responses, were honest without joking, as he continued, “We’re getting somewhere, I suppose. Or they’re getting smart enough to buff threats back at simple feather ruffling?” He paused, snorting. Right. We’re they getting smarter, or was it just Willow’s topsy-turvy sparkling reputation with the boy’s? Huh? “Eventually, Lillian will crack under the pressure and make a mistake – wolves may be unfortunately lost, or we may gain a few to our ranks once they see the reason too… Either way, we still crashed the party fashionably late, and have ruined the rest of the night (if not frazzling their Alpha). Not awful time spent…”

Even though the pack house was out located in the woods, away from the town to keep away from humans readily finding it, it didn’t take long to get back to town either (when you knew the right path to take). But on the streets of Cherry Blossom, far too close to the house party – still going strong, with its obscenely loud music – Markus froze, reaching out his hand to grasp Willow’s elbow in a gentle but solid grip, more as an attention-grabber than of protectiveness, as he rolled his forward momentum to a stop. The already disgustingly fresh scent of a bloodsucker passing by was obvious enough, but more alarmingly one of their own pack – Lisa’s scent – was intertwined within a brief encounter.

Dammit Lisa. He remembered specifically not telling her anything about going after the vampire, even if it was an annoying predicament to just ‘let one go’. She had no proper back-up, hadn’t had to ever encounter one on her own, and hell bell’s it was dangerous period. Markus teeth clicked in annoyance, as he glanced down to Willow and released his grip (assuming she’d had a chance for herself, to recognize the scents and situation at hand) - his eyes frustratedly worried, even though well hidden by his general exasperation with the world.

“We’ll need to go find her, and make sure she didn’t get injured.” Markus stated, reasonably. After that? It was up to Will, but he wouldn’t mind some much needed hunting to be fitted in before the night grew late – especially if the bloodsucker had managed to hurt Lisa, even if she had been being an idiot.

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“Good evening.” Came the female’s response, as she took the seat in the other office chair, and Nathaniel took the time to observe her further in like-minded interest while she gathered her own thoughts and the questions to ask him. She wasn’t much older than him physically he could readily tell, between the ages of 18-20 he could only assume. Her immortal age, however, was much harder to gauge – especially when every young monster eventually got to the point of having old souls reflected in their eyes, period. Otherwise she seemed to be a calm, cool-headed, and collected individual, quite unlike the stories he’d heard thus far on the road about her coven leader

“My name is Elisabeth. I’m part of Arthur’s coven as I’m sure you have surmised… May I ask what has brought you to Cherry Blossom?”

Nathaniel blinked. The soft smile had already been disarming in itself, even if it was only meant as a kind if curious gesture he noted. Like that quote that could explain it so well, oh – Most species bare their teeth as a threat, a display of aggression, of leadership. It is a reminder that these clenched jaws can and will open your yielding throat. I want you to remember this the next time I smile. Or something of that sort? Either way, super naturals weren’t much different in that regards, even a flat-toothed grin could hold another meaning (not that that he figured this meeting would go sour in such a way, but cautious thoughts always got the better of him in new locations and on different turf – you couldn’t quite blame him either about it).

But now, the lack of small talk and jumping straight to the point without beating about the bush, was another amusing turn of hand. Well, he could have even called it a blessing, after far too many other times joining in covens and their lengthy processes. Huh, how refreshing.

Nathaniel smiled gently, and with the echo of laughter on his breath, he mused in response, “If I’m allowed to be so frank, it is a pleasure, Elisabeth, and my name is Searus, Nathaniel.” He paused briefly then, looking thoughtful momentarily for a response to her next statement. It didn’t take long to create a short answer, for a long story of having seen action against werewolves and witches at one point or another in his lifetime, but having probably killed more of his own kind that had broken the codes than he’d ever cared to admit. “I’m here in Cherry Blossom looking to join Arthur’s coven. One that I hope won’t be needing or looking to use my Revenant abilities anytime soon.” It was the honest, if ugly truth. Nathaniel had grown tired of hurting, and perhaps a coven with one so ‘wild’ as Arthur leading them would hide him from having other covens come asking for him to finish up their dirty work for a time. He could hope anyway?

Nathaniel continued, smile still intact though the brief surge of amusement had faded, “I already have acquired a job as a Junior Medical Staff at the small Hospital here in Cherry Blossom, and these accommodations have already been paid out for this week. Thus, as the codes permit, I will not poach and will leave if that is ultimately Arthur’s or his seconds’ decision(s).” They were simple statements, that were by in large sweet, to the point, and naked without the small talk ‘hiding’ them per say; but they were better said than not, he figured, as he was expanding slightly without being asked from her original, partially blunt-ended question. “Is there anything else you’d want to know?”

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Lilly was getting sick of Willow, more times then not she was just being a bitch but this time Lillian knew she was right. They wouldn't get rid of the vamps for good unless they were a whole pack again. However that wouldn't happen, that would only start another fight over the Alpha position. Willow was much older than most wolves, being a former elder and all was her advantage. Lilly had worked hard to be Alpha, to earn respect and she'd be damned if she would live under an Alpha who relentlessly reminded her of the fact that she was a runt and undermined her.

She tossed her chair into the wall closest to her "She constantly does this to me. Throwing salt on wounds I thought I closed a long time ago, She yelled referring to her being a runt. It was hard for her even now to control her pack, which was why she dictated so much over her pack. She was strict to form respect for her. "Roman, you are in charge. Do not go on the hunt without me. I'm going for a run. She said and walked out the room before anything else could be said.

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"Goodnight Sheriff! Vivian smiled and waved. The sheriff was great at her job but in this town she was in over her head. Human vs vampire wasn't a fair match and everyone knew it. [color=]"So, to the herb shop then? You'll have to lead the way, I have no idea where we're going,"[/color] She smiled at him and nodded, she'd almost forgot where they were going. [colro=357A61]"I'll lead the way.[[/color] She joked and began walking down the sidewalk. She'd been in the herb shop so many times Meredith probably knows what she would need without asking.







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It was time to go home, dog smell was beginning to fill the streets and it wasn't safe. Not to mention she'd been out for way to long. The wolves had to have sensed her and may have been on the hunt by now. At least she was able to get herself fed before the night was over, which made her wonder how others in the coven had done in their hunt. Most of the other's brought the humans back to the main house for the rest of the coven who were unsuccessful but Julia didn't much care. If you can't hunt for yourself tough shit, it was the same for her as well. If she couldn't hunt for herself she just wouldn't eat until she was successful.

Her apartment was outside town lines, where the wolves couldn't get to them. She would like to live in town but they would have to wait until the wolves killed each other off. It took a while to get back home but she made it. She shut her curtains, uncertain as to why she'd opened them int he first place and jumped right into bed.

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"We should split up. Serena, you should take half of our scouts and fighters and I will take the other half. Roman you'll be with me. We shouldn't need too many scouters or hunters, just enough for each group to be able to fight one or two vamps. Also if one group get's ambushed the other will have wolves who aren't injured." While Lillian was still talking Serena’s eyes were drawn to the door as it was kicked open by Willow and shut again by Markus. Serena, truthfully, had nothing personally against Willow. When Serena had first moved in with Willow and her father Willow had tried to befriend Serena but, due to her volatile state, it ended quite badly. Ever since Willow had seen Serena as an enemy. The time that Serena spent with Willow’s father definatly didn’t help the situation, nor did Lillian and Serena’s friendship but the thing that nailed the coffin shut was the beta choosing Serena to be his Delta rather than Willow. Either way somehow a rivalry had started between the two that Serena hadn’t even been aware of until the pack split.

"Well, we could always sacrifice you and your pet. I hear vampires like the taste of werewolf blood." With Roman’s outburst Serena’s attention snapped back to the current conversation. With a frown Serena sat up and shook her head a bit, fully realizing that spacing out wasn’t like her. Serena let her gaze move to Markus, her eyes narrowing when their gazes briefly met. Markus and Serena didn’t have much of a relationship as far as she was concerned but he would be her competition for beta if the two packs ever combined and being Beta had been the only goal in her life since her recovery. “You better than anyone should know the effectiveness of a group with a strong will, Lillian... If not, you'd be the only Alpha.” Serena’s eyes drifted over to Willow at her statement, her eyes staying on the other girl even as Roman sprung up from his chair. "You should take your own advice then.” Serena chuckled a bit at Roman’s outburst, especially when Willow’s expression turned sour and she jumped up. “You’re lucky I respect my Beta…. Because if not, I’d be wiping your entrails from the underside of my boots.” At the comment Serena’s smirk was gone. While she and Roman had issues he was a part of the pack and threats were something Serena had never taken lightly.

“Must simple observations and idle chit-chat really delve into the threat of violence?” Serena looked over to Lillian to see her reaction on the situation just as her Alpha snapped at Roman. "Roman! Sit down! I suggest you and your so-called Alpha leave our territory. A true, respectable Alpha would never barge into another Alpha's territory without permission and especially not try and provoke a fight." At Willow’s innocent act Serena focused back on the girl, rolling her eyes. "If I wanted a fight... I would have came with more back up." As Willow took a step towards Lillian Serena’s eye went from uncaring to ice cold and she tensed, ready to move in an instant. "And you know damn well that this isn't your territory. We share Cherry Blossom... Or did you forget that?" As Willow stepped back Serena finally spoke. “You know as well as I do that she meant our pack’s base, not Cherry Blossom. The town belongs to both packs but our bases are our own territory. If we barged into your home then you would be just as annoyed.”

"Maybe I'm not a respectable Alpha… You all think I'm a bitch... But at least I'm not uptight, and I do not dictate over my pack." Willow shrugged and walked back towards Markus and Serena relaxed back into her seat. Now that the Willow had backed off Serena knew she would only say her little speech and leave so Serena zoned it out. Moving her gaze to watch Roman and Markus Serena noted the tension in both of them and also Roman’s hesitance to speak. Once they were gone Serena didn’t even need to look over to know that the crash was Lillian’s chair. "She constantly does this to me. Throwing salt on wounds I thought I closed a long time ago” Serena looked over at the chair with narrowed eyes. “God Dammit Lily, Another Chair?!” "Roman, you are in charge. Do not go on the hunt without me. I'm going for a run.” Serena looked over at Lillian as she walked out of the room before looking at Roman, her hand slipping into her pocket to rest on the envelope, causing her to flinch and look away from Roman. “I can’t deal with any shit from you right now Roman. I’ll be upstairs, call me when Lillian gets back.” With that Serena quickly escaped to what had been her bedroom and locked herself inside.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders
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Location: Hotel Room
Interacting With: Nathaniel Searus
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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“If I’m allowed to be so frank, it is a pleasure, Elisabeth, and my name is Searus, Nathaniel,” the other vampire introduced himself. She was thankful that he was quite civil in his speech, a contrast to how Arthur could be.

“I’m here in Cherry Blossom looking to join Arthur’s coven. One that I hope won’t be needing or looking to use my Revenant abilities anytime soon.” Elisabeth couldn't help but be intrigued as Nathaniel decided to share that he was a gifted vampire such as herself. Though she was curious as to what sort of ability he possessed-- given that those in the coven had quite a variety of them-- she did not ask. It was Arthur's right to know first what ability this other vampire possessed. She could always ask him a later time should he be accepted into the coven.

She remained quiet as he continued, telling her of his job at the hospital and promising to uphold the codes by which vampires were supposed to live. Elisabeth hadn't been expecting him to mention any of these things, but didn't mind that he did. She wondered briefly what it must be like to work in a hospital when you fed on blood, but her thoughts of this disappeared as Nathaniel asked her a question. “Is there anything else you’d want to know?”

Elisabeth shook her head before answering orally. "No, what you've told me will suffice. I'll let Arthur know that you wish to be a part of the coven." She rose from her seat, preparing to leave after their brief conversation. "He'll come by here tomorrow night to speak with you." Truthfully, she couldn't actually promise that Arthur would do that. He might have his own plans and want to sit in a pub all day instead of meeting Nathaniel. However, something told Elisabeth that she could get Arthur to stop drinking or fighting long enough to let the new vampire into the coven. The coven leader and its youngest member were quite close, having a sibling like relationship.

"Goodnight Nathaniel," Elisabeth said with a kind smile as she left the room. She closed the door gently behind herself before departing the town in favour of her home in the woods.




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Location: Town
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood
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"I'll lead the way," Vivian joked. Gerald moved his arms to side, gesturing for her to lead the way before following after her. He again wondered what she could need from the herb shop, but figured she was probably getting herbs for on food or tea.

Did they sell tea at herb shops? He really didn't know. If they did, he'd have to remember which kind she got so he could buy it for her birthday. He knew she liked tea, so it seemed like a good gift to him. Tea and a book-- yes, that would be a good combination! He smiled to himself as they continued to walk, thinking of how happy his friend would be when she eventually received these presents that he had yet to purchase.




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Location: The Pack House
Interacting With: Lillian Smith and Serena
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Mentioned: Willow Sanders

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Roman remained quiet as his friend spoke, throwing her chair against the wall. He cringed a bit, knowing that he would be the one to fix any damages done. "Roman, you are in charge. Do not go on the hunt without me. I'm going for a run." She abruptly left before the Beta or the Delta could ask her if she'd misspoken. Truthfully, the young man thought Lillian had said the wrong name in her distress. He didn't see any reason why he should be in charge over Serena.

He looked over at Serena, who had been looking at him but by chance turned away almost immediately after he'd looked at her. “I can’t deal with any shit from you right now Roman. I’ll be upstairs, call me when Lillian gets back.” Serena soon left the room as well, leaving poor Roman to pick up the pieces of what had just happened.

"I wasn't going to say anything," he mumbled to himself, looking at the fallen chair across the table from him. The chair itself had managed to stay intact, though it might be unsafe to actually sit in. The wall had a nice dent in it from where the chair had struck it. He would deal with the wall later. He crossed the room and righted the chair, switching it with the one Willow had sat herself down in. This way, should the chair end up collapsing when someone sat in it, it wouldn't be him, Serena, or Lillian. Maybe it would collapse when Willow sat on it the next time she decided to barge in on their meeting.

With the meeting room looking presentable, Roman left and sat in the living room. All he could do now was wait for members of the pack to turn up and for Lillian to come back. It probably wouldn't be of any use to try an talk to Serena at the moment, given that she seemed angry at him. He sighed. I could use a beer.

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Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Brooklyn Simmons Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Lisa Ericson Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Katherine "Rin" Jiang Character Portrait: Nathaniel Searus Character Portrait: Shane Dawson Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Events for the next two days

Arthur met with Nathaniel and after a couple of hours of getting to know the youngster (history and all) he was accepted into the Coven. He isn't too sure what the boy's position will be but he will be assigned it soon.
Arthur senses witches in town and has given Elisabeth the job of finding them, with the help of Julia if needed.

Lillian's pack went on their hunt and as Willow had said some of her hunter's were hurt. Thankfully no one was bitten. Lillian is contemplating what Willow said about the two packs having to join together again to rid the town of vampires however she refuses to take orders from Willow.

Vivian and the coven grow stronger without realizing they were being sensed by Arthur. Vivian knows something big is about to happen but isn't sure what, sh'e afraid she must reveal the coven to the wolves sooner than expected.

Four bodies have been found in ally ways, three female and one male. All look as if they've been attacked by animals but they are drained of blood. Religious people think demons. Police think animals. Everyone else think there may be a cult forming.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders
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Location: Cafe ---> Julia's House
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair
Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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Tonight was one of the nights where Elisabeth did not have to close the cafe. Thus, she left as the sun began its descent. Arthur had assigned her a Julia to search for witches in the town. How he knew there were witches at all was beyond her and she even considered the possibility he'd just been too drunk and thought he sensed witches. It wouldn't be beyond him. But he was the coven leader and what he said (usually) was what was done. So now the young vampire was tasked with finding these mysterious witches and also tasked with trying to get along with Julia while doing it.

The two rarely saw eye to eye on things, but nonetheless Elisabeth respected her as she was Elisabeth's elder. The young vampire let out a sigh as she walked. She did not own any mode of transportation other than her own two feet (unless you counted her telekinetic abilities, though they were unacceptable to use in most cases). Though her parents had taught her the basics of driving, she hadn't lived long enough to put what she learned into action. She wasn't confident in her ability to drive and thus never bothered to try. A bicycle wasn't a bad option, but truthfully she didn't mind just walking everywhere. It was relaxing to her.

Elisabeth arrived at Julia's home and knocked on her door. "Julia?" she called to the other vampire. She highly doubted that the blonde was at her job right now, given that she had coven tasks to attend to.

As she waited for a response, Elisabeth briefly thought about what the pair would do. How did one find a witch? She had been told that witches looked and smelled like humans and thus finding them using appearance or scent would be impossible. Unless they stumbled upon one casting a spell or something she highly doubted the process would be easy. Plus, how would one incapacitate a witch? Were they allergic to anything? Were their bodies as fragile as humans? Elisabeth had absolutely no idea, as she'd only met one witch in her sixty-two years of being on this earth. The witch she had met was a lovely young woman who had briefly hosted Elisabeth and the one who turned her while they were traveling to Cherry Blossom. Based on this experience, Elisabeth held no ill will towards witches though she knew that not every witch was bound to be nice.




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Location: Library
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Gerald had enjoyed a day of reading in the library. There really was nothing else for him to do considering he was still looking for a job and so he spent his days indulging in reading, movies, video games, and being with friends. It was enjoyable, but he knew he really needed to get a job. He was only 20, but it wasn't like he was a kid anymore. He had responsibilities and one of them was to have an income.

Resisting the urge to put his feet up on the table, he leaned back on his chair until only the back two legs touched the ground. He'd heard countless warnings from teachers, friends, and parents not to lean back so far, but he still did it nonetheless. It was a habit of his. He flipped to the next page of the book.

Gerald had always been able to read quickly. This was his second book for the day and he was three chapters from the end. Fifty-three more pages and he would be done with it. Once that happened he had no specific plans, though he might go somewhere to eat before returning home. Maybe he'd ask Vivian if she wanted to go to dinner with him. He knew she lived alone and thought she must get lonely.




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Location: Serena's House
Interacting With: Serena Roberge (texting)
Mentioned: Lillian Smith, Willow
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Roman climbed out of his car, closing the door and locking it once he was out of it. It was no Ferrari, but at least it wasn't a complete piece of crap like his last car. He walked around it and proceeded up to Serena's house. He wouldn't normally stop by, but given the less than spectacular results of the hunt a couple of days ago, he wanted to pay her a visit. She and a few other wolves had been injured during the hunt, but thankfully no one was killed or seriously injured. He was genuinely concerned about her well being (though he wouldn't admit because he was a stubborn dog), as it would be no good to have a dead Beta. He was sure the Royal Bitch would have a field day if that happened. So while he was her to make sure she was healing, he was also here for Lillian's sake.

Both he and Serena knew how tense Lillian was now a days, no doubt the result of being an Alpha. To have a and hunt on the same night as an intrusion from Willow were dual stress factors Lillian didn't need. Thus, Roman was going to suggest to Serena that her two best friends, despite their differences, should take her on a night out. He wasn't sure if Serena would agree and even if she did there was the problem of getting Lillian to agree as well. But the Delta would be taking one hurdle at a time.

However, he was in for a surprise upon reaching her front door. A note, closed, was taped to the door. Before he even processed what he was doing, Roman ripped the note from the door in one swift motion. He did not hesitate to open it, though in the back of his mind he knew it definitely wasn't intended for him and thus was not his to read. But his impulse had taken over and he found himself reading Serena's letter to Lillian.


Dear Lily,
I know that this isn't going to mean much but I'm really sorry. I truly wish that I didn't have to leave but it's the only way to keep everyone safe. I don't know how long I'll be gone but I know you'll be in good hands with Roman as your Beta. Please don't be mad, I can't tell you where I'm going or why I'm leaving but I hope I can come back soon. I know you'll want to but please don't come after me, I don't want you getting caught up in this. Lastly, I know you're about to start pacing so sit the fuck down.
With Love, Serena


Well shit. Roman was about to start pacing at this point, panic filling his mind. What had caused Serena to just pack up and leave like this? What was this threat she was scared of telling Lillian about? How long had she been gone? Resisting the urge to pace or to destroy something, he let out a deep sigh to clear his mind.

There was no way he was telling Lillian about the note... yet. She had mentioned something about a new wolf in town and looking to recruit him before Willow did. If that was the case, she was probably busy right now and wouldn't appreciate him barging in on whatever conversation she was having. So for now, as far as his friend knew, he was just going about his own business. He would only alert her to the situation if he couldn't find Serena.

With that being said, Roman prayed to whatever god there may be out there that Serena was still lingering around town. While he could have tracked her scent, it would be somewhat difficult since she had taken her car. After getting back into his own car, he pulled out his phone to text her. His fingers hovered over the keyboard as he thought about how he should word his text. After a few moments of thought he sent her a text: Hey, where are you? I have food. It was casual enough and not terribly odd for him to offer food to any of the other wolves. Everyone loved food and everyone had to eat food-- it was a good conversation starter. Plus he always bought more food than he actually needed and didn't mind giving what he didn't need to others in the pack.

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Character Portrait: Meredith Lagrange Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Levi Winters Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Willow Octavia Sanders Character Portrait: Edmund Markus Bales
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Roman, Levi, Lillian, Rachelle(NPC), Preston(NPC)
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After sitting on the bench in the back of the shop for about three minutes Serena's nerves got to her. Getting up she started towards the other side of the room when he phone went off in her pocket. Freezing, Serena looked down at her pocket before slowly pulling it out and looking at the screen. Please please... not till I'm gone... Surprisingly the text was from Roman and Serena let out a sigh of relief. Going back to walking around the shop, though honesty what she was really doing was pacing Serena hesitated to text him back. Usually these texts came before he showed up at someone's house but occasionally he'd just appear. If that was the case then he would have found the note. Shaking her head Serena started typing. This is Roman, he would be pissed if he found that note.

To: Roman
Nah, I'm good. Why don't you ask Rachelle or Preston?

Serena looked at the text with satisfaction before putting her phone back into her pocket. While she loved her pack everyone knew those two were big talkers and therefore, the best distraction for Roman to not think about Serena for a while. Also, everyone knew they didn't exactly get along so her declining his offer to hang out wasn't that weird. Walking back across the shop Serena let out a sigh. This is going to be a nightmare... I wonder if I'll actually be able to pull it off... Just then, the door to the shop opened and closed, and Serena looked up at Levi.

At the sight of him she was flooded with emotions, ranging from anger to joy all the way back to sadness. "Serena...." At his hushed, guilty tone anger flashed through Serena and her eyes flashed blue like her wolf's. Quickly though, that blue faded as guilt and sadness crept into her own expression and she looked away. Of course, she knew that Lillian was standing right outside the shop, and therefore could hear her so she chose her words carefully. "We need to talk. I can't put this off anymore." She glanced at Lillian, who met her eyes, and then looked away. She's only going to leave if she thinks this is important... She hated lying to Lillian, lying to her Alpha, but this was necessary and a beta did what was necessary to keep her Alpha safe. "Sorry...I--I was going find you...at some point, but I--I just." Serena sighed and looked at Levi with a sad smile as he tried to act natural. This situation was anything but normal.

Of course, she had told Lillian forever ago about her crush on Levi, long before he left, and Lillian had been there for every moment after he left. The two weeks she ate little to nothing. The three months she refused to leave her room, except on the rare occasion that Lillian could convince her to go on a run. She was sure that Lillian would put two and two together, she would probably even assume that Serena had been locked up in her house the last two days because of it. "What's up?" Though she knew that she would be getting shit for the harsh statement in about two seconds, once no one else could hear them, she needed to say it. Both because of the situation and because it had been on the tip of her tongue for years, waiting for him to come back. "You left. Without saying good bye. Not even a note. I think I deserve to get some answers." Serena glanced back over at Lillian and then lowered her gaze. "Is the office still sound proofed?" She avoided calling it his dad's office, not wanting to rub salt on that particular wound.





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Markus, Willow, James(NPC)

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Meredith let out a growl and snapped elongated fangs at James' hand which he had rested on her shoulder as he teased her, looking into the fridge at the same time. “Peace, James…” The male yanked his hand away and looked between Meredith and Markus, both startled and aggravated. Laughing Meredith reached up and ruffled his hair. For some reason her brother, and quite a few other males (in both packs), thought she couldn't fight just because she focused on healing. "You know what they say about getting between a wolf and it's food." Reaching back into the fridge Meredith pulled out the milk and then headed over to the cabinet, picking out a box of cereal and a grabbing a bowl. "Your guess may be as good as mine, Meredith… This is Willow.” As her brother continued to go through the fridge, gathering what looked like the stuff to make a sandwich, Meredith poured her cereal and milk into a bowl and nodded. "True, true." Meredith put the milk away before grabbing a spoon and starting in on the cereal.

As Markus pulled out his phone Meredith sat in a chair left leg folding underneath her right, eating cereal as her right leg bounced nervously. While salutary wolves had a bit of leeway when it came to these types of things Meredith didn't like it when she and Willow were fighting. She considered the Alpha to be her friend, though how Willow truly felt about her she had no idea. As she finished her cereal Willow walked into the house, dropped food on the table and then took a seat. Meredith froze, she could tell that Willow was absolutely pissed but she couldn't tell if it was because of her or if it was just getting directed towards her out of bad luck. "Nice to see you're not dead." With that comment Meredith relaxed and chuckled a bit. "Ah, which guy is it this time? Obviously he doesn't know you very well if he's got you this upset... Or maybe he knows you just well enough?" She didn't know how it was that she was so good at reading people, especially Willow, but she assumed it was because she was considerate of other people as well as always paying attention.

Either way Willow was pretty easy to read since she wore her heart on her sleeve. Glancing over at Markus Meredith smiled. 'Ed on the other hand... he's harder to read... but at least he isn't such a handful...' Chuckling Meredith went to the sink to rinse out and wash her bowl. She knew that, like always, she would be staying here to wait for the pack to come back from the hunt which meant if she didn't wash the dish now it would just be later. She had a habit of cleaning when she was bored or nervous, not that anyone minded.

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Location: Julia's House
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Julia took a seat on the small couch she owned. Not wanting to invade her personal space but also not wanting to be left standing awkwardly, Elisabeth took a seat on one of the chairs in the room. "I have no idea. To be perfectly honest it is hard for me to believe a witch coven would be stupid enough to reside in a town like this," Julia answered her. "Perhaps if we catch one in the act but that could take days. If Arthur sensed them, perhaps we can too if they are practicing magic. Though I'm not exactly sure how to do that. Perhaps my compulsion can help, somehow."

"Maybe-- if there are witches here-- the coven was here first and the town just so happened to attract vampires and werewolves as well," Elisabeth said thoughtfully, as she agreed that it would seem a bad choice to live here if you were a witch. She liked Julia's suggestion of the other vampire using her mind compulsion ability. It seemed the only way other than catching an witch practicing magic and having to try and figure out how one was to sense a witch. "That sounds like a good idea. If we do find a witch, let's hope Arthur is actually hasn't been drinking too much."

Elisabeth stood up, though she did not move towards the door just yet. "Which part of town should we start with? I was thinking the east side." She was weary of venturing into the center part of town, however it wouldn't hurt to start their search around the small shops and cafes lining the streets on the east side of town. There would be enough people that they could search effectively, but not enough that their actions should cause immediate alarm to those around them. Humans had conversations all the time, a vampire's job was to mimic them.




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Location:North Side of Town
Interacting With: Serena Roberge (texting)
Mentioned: Lillian Smith

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Roman drove through the northern end of town, keeping an eye out for Serena or her jeep. It wasn't a very efficient way to try and find her, but until she responded to his text it was the only thing he could do. He truly had no idea where she could be right now, but he couldn't help but the shake the feeling that he wasn't too late. However, that also meant he was running out of time. As he continued driving, he heard his cell phone buzz inside the cup holder. Stopping at a sign, he read what Serena had sent.

He resisted the urge to crush his phone-- he wasn't sure how much a new one would cost him and not having a phone wasn't an option for him-- and instead threw it onto the passenger seat. It bounced off the seat and hit the door before clattering to the floor. "Goddamnit!" he yelled, even more agitated. Serena certainly wasn't going to help him find her and he still felt telling Lillian was out of the question. Of course, if only he knew the whereabouts of where both women currently were.

Deciding it would be best to text Serena back so as not to raise her suspicion, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned across the car. He felt around for his phone on the ground, finding it after a few moments. He picked it up and responded to the text: ok. He wouldn't have said much else normally and he didn't have much to say now either.

Mumbling a string of curse words under his breath, he continued driving. He passed rows of houses, the odd shop or two, and plenty of people who weren't who he was looking for. He was starting to think he was looking in the wrong place and would have to go searching somewhere else soon.

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Location: Julia's Home, Town
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Elisabeth stepped through the door, before turning around to wait for the other vampire. She had been expecting Julia to lock her door. Instead, Julia merely closed it and began walking. It was none of her business, so the younger vampire didn't say anything, only followed behind the blonde.

As the two walked, sometimes side by side and other times with Elisabeth trailing behind Julia due to other people walking, Elisabeth's mind wandered. The two had a plan to hopefully find a witch. Whether or not it would be as simple as Julia using her ability was another question. They could only hope the witch wouldn't be able to break from Julia's mind compulsion and make a run for it. Additionally, they had to hope they could get her to Arthur in one piece and keep her in one piece once she was there. Catching a witch seemed so difficult.

Elisabeth wondered what the other coven members were doing. She knew that the one who had turned her was either on the hunt or lounging around in their house. Rin was likely at the strip club she owned and Arthur either mulling over something in a half sober state or a drunken one. She guessed from what Nathaniel had told her upon their first encounter and from what Arthur had told her afterwards that he was at the hospital, pursuing a career as a normal human. Then again, weren't they all? Perhaps it was the only thing that all three supernatural species had in common-- the need to blend in, to pretend as if they were merely mundane beings and not creatures of legend or nightmare.

She let out a heavy sigh as the two continued to walk. Elisabeth gazed at the sky above them, wonderful hues of orange and yellows painting the sky. She'd seen so many sunsets, and she would see many more, but that did not detract from their beauty.




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Location: Town
Interacting With: Lillian Smith
Mentioned: Serena Roberge

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Having determined that Serena was not within the northern part of Cherry Blossom (and also having determined that he had probably picked the least likely place she would be in his panic), Roman decided to drive through the center of town. With any luck, he would spot her or her car. If he couldn't find her there, his next stop would be the Pack House.

Roman drove towards the center of town, fingers tapping anxiously on the steering wheel as he drove. As he approached a traffic light, he noticed Lillian on one of the corners. She seemed calm, which was both a blessing and a curse in this moment. He sighed as he parked his car on the side of the street and got out. He took the note that Serena had left on her door, folded as if it had never been opened, and put it in his pocket. Perhaps he should tell his best friend about it. After all, he clearly hadn't handled the situation successfully.

It didn't seem that Lilly had noticed him. Not wanting her to get too far from him, he began running, quickly closing the distance between where his car was parked and the corner opposite of where she was. "Lil!" he shouted, just in case she still hadn't noticed him. Chances were she had caught his scent and knew he was there. He resisted the urge to inhale and exhale deeply.

As soon as the light changed and before the crosswalk signs could change, he darted across the street to his best friend. His hands gripped both her shoulders as he looked down at her. "Lil..." he began, but trailed off, unsure of what to say to her. He didn't want to abruptly bring her world crashing down, but at the same time the chances of Serena being in the town or nearby were dwindling. He opened his mouth to speak again but then closed it. His mind was racing and he wasn't confident in his ability to form a coherent sentence. Roman sighed as she shifted his gaze to the ground before looking back at Lillian. "There's something you need to know."

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Serena, Levi, Lillian, Roman
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Serena looked up just as Levi raise a brow at her incredulously and immediately knew she had screwed up. "What? No, I'll shut the door, you should be fine, Serena, what is this about really, because honestly this can't have anything to do with what I did some years ago." Despite the obvious shit she had just gotten to she saw Lillian walk off and relief filled her. Because of this she didn't even notice that Levi had gently taken hold of her elbow and lead her to the office until he had let go to shut the door. "Look," Serena flinched, knowing she was in for it. "Truth be told, I didn't say anything because...I know you'd try to talk me out of it , try to talk me into the taking my father's place in the pack and I didn't want to hear. So I left. I'm so sorry, if I hurt you, but" Serena stared at him in shock as he continued on. She had expected an apology and maybe a comment about it wasn't her business but she had never expected this. During his slight pause Serena tried to let her mind catch up but he continued a moment later and she was lost again. "I couldn't face you, because back then, you probably would have changed my mind and I would have spent my life wondering what could have been." He paused and by this point, Serena's mouth had fallen open just a bit, showing how truly shocked she was. "So there, there's you're answers. I saw what life was like out there and sure I could have made it work out there, but my blood is here so I came back, like I said, I--I wasn't sure how to do it, but I was gonna come see you, once I finally decided on if I was going to stay or not." Levi gestured around them at the office but Serena was still trying to catch up and merely stared at him. "I've decided to stay obviously." At this he chuckled and Serena flinched, looking away, trying to process what he said. "But that's not what any of this is actually about, is it? If it were, you, You wouldn't give a single shit about whether or not Lillian heard us, Alpha or not." Serena flinched and mentally shook herself. Shifting her weight she heard the paper crinkle in her pocket and immediately shook her head, trying to physically refuse her thoughts to go there. "What's up, Really?"




Serena frowned and looked back at him. 'Of course leave it to Levi to shock the shit out of me with a rant the onetime I'm counting on his stoic nature....' Serena sighed and shoved her hands into her pockets, grasping the letter in her hand tightly and deciding to at least respond to his 'answers'. "It crushed me when you left but I eventually realized that it was something you needed to do." Before Levi could speak or even process the statement Serena rushed on, setting her jaw before she spoke, trying to keep her voice steady and tone firm. "And you're right. Usually I wouldn't care. But I... I'm leaving." She paused for a second as she let what she said sink in, both for him and her.

Levi looked at her with an arched brow.. "Leaving?" "Wait what?" He thought and then realized that was a good response. "Wait What?" He asked, before running his hand donw his face. "Serena, You did not come all the way here, just to tell me you're leaving, I know it's been years, but you came here to tell me why, and to for me to talk you out of it, you don't want to leave,--" He stopped and realized. She was scared. He mentally kicked himself. He was jumping on her case, mostly because he was freaking out himself. This was not a situation he was used to being in. He was a loner, he didn't have to worry about others, not really besides his mom, and she was doing well, he'd almost forgotten what fear in others looked like.

He took a breath, and looked at her. "What's got you spooked, I'm not going anywhere, I'll help you. Is someone after you?" He asked and then the worst thoughts crossed his thoughts and he examined her fore injury. "Did someone hurt you, You know what I'll do..." He said, with a small growl in his voice.

Serena flinched and shook her head, forcing back memories that tried to claw their way to the surface of her mind. 'I've been in a haze for days I need to stay focused right now.' "No, I didn't come for you to talk me out of it I came to say good bye. I couldn't put you through what I went through. Though I doubt it'd be as hard on you. You always were better at controlling your emotions." Serena gave him a smile filled with irony that didn't meet her eyes. "I hate that this had to happen now of all times, when you finally came back..." A bit of the sadness that she truely felt at the whole situation creeped into her voice but then she shook her head once more and her eyes glowed blue again. She spoke and as she did she smiled a Levi, a smile that didn't reach her eyes which glowed with an unidentifiable emotion, though fear was definatly mixed in their somewhere. "But I have to go. I hope that i-..." She hesitated a moment, not wanting to say 'if'. "When I come back, we can finally catch up." Serena knew she had to get out of the room as soon as possibly, which meant keeping this conversation as short as possible. Just having his firmiliar scent filling her nose was enough to make her want to start crying, something she refused to do now after how much she had cried after he left.

Levi shook his head and approached her, he didn't want to intimdate her but he had to get her wolf to stand down, and he wasn't her Alpha but he was one in his own right. "Serena. You are not leaving this room until you tell me what's going on." He said, and he took her hand, his hands were soft and gentle, but he stood in front of her, his wolf reaching out to hers, a low growl, almost like a coo, urging her to stay and speak. "Serena, Talk to me, Please?" He pleaded.

Serena's wolf acted far quicker than her mind in this situation and her eyes blazed as a snarl ripped free from her throat. Serena could almost hear it in her mind, 'This male has been gone far too long to give orders'. Despite this, and the tensing of every muscle in her body, she didn't yank her hands away like her wolf wanted her too. Instead Serena closed her eyes and spoke slowly, trying to keep the growl out of her voice as much as possible. "I can't. This is my burden and mine alone. I refuse to bring anyone else into it." Serena paused, knowing that, with Levi blocking her way, she would either have to force her way out of the room or shock the crap out of him, neither sounding very appealing as she glanced at the door behing him.


"Not anymore," Levi said, standing his ground. [b]"Serena, I owe you this much." He told her. "I left you before, and now you're stuck in some situation, you want to run from. I owe you. It's not your burden anymore, it's mine now too." He said, giving her hands a gentle squeeze. His wolf was begging hers now, whimpering for hers to stay, so much that it trickeled out into his voice, his ears shifting back a little, his hair blanching a bit but he didn't Turn. "Serena....I'm not letting you leave like this, if I learned anything, running isn't going to solve the problem, it'll just halt it, for a moment." He said, his eyes flashing red a bit, but not for anger, but for his uniting with his wolf, mid form. It was a risky move, without a full moon, but he had to stop her, and it wasn't like it was intenationally. "Serena...I'm not letting you go."

Serena finally yanked her hands from Levi's, baring her fangs at him. "It's not a choice you get to make! You gave up that right when you let me here without a word! And I'm not running! I'm going to take care of a problem that followed me here!" Without thinking Serena pulled out the still closed envelope and shoved it towards his face. "This could get us all killed, probably worse! No one needs to go through that! I'd die rather die than lead these people to the packs. I never should have stayed here!" Serena let her hand drop as she shoved past Levi, reaching for the door with the letter still in her hand.

Levi growled, viciously, whirling on the girl and before she knew it, he grabbed her by the hand, spun her into his chest, and held her there. He was stronger then her, that much was certain, and while his grip was tight, it wasn't enough to hurt her, just slightly restrain her. She could bit him, or struggle, but he had no intention on letting her go. "You can bark, and scratch and claw but I'm not letting you take on the world yourself. You came here for a reason whether you want to admit it or not, you came to me, you knew what I'd do, you knew I'd stop you, you don't want to go it alone, you don't want your pack invovled, you went to the one person, that was not in your pack or any other. This is what you want, you wanted me, You made it my problem the moment you came to my shop, I'm here, Deal with it." He said with that, he let her go, her letter in his hand now, preparing to face her wolf, or worse. Her tears. "You tell me what's in this letter, and I won't invovle Lillian, or Willow, you and I will handle it ourselves, but If I have to open this, I'll invovle everyone, either way, I'm in this now." He told her. "Choose."

Serena was a bit shocked that Levi would grab her but then, years had passed and the two of them had obviously changed quite a bit. Despite the fact that she was the beta of her pack, and with good reason, agility and speed didn't do shit against pure strength though visciousness might have. Though she knew that if she had really wanted to she could have gotten away Serena couldn't help but wonder if some small part of her brain had been doing exactly what Levi had said. The thought distracted her just long enough for himto grab the latter and let her go but at the sight of it in his hand she froze. At first it was just a complete stillness of her body but as the word open left Levi's mouth she tensed. Two days, not counting the whole day before the failed hunt, she had sat looking at her name written in the hand writing that had set off alarm bells in her head. Two days of metally reliving months of torture, of fighing to stay sane, all at the sight of her name and adress on the outside of an envelope. At the thought of opening the letter and actually reading what HE had said... Serena started to shake, her muscles so tense that the shivers that ran up her spine became an almost visible thing.

Diane, Serena's wolf, having been so close to the surface in the first place Serena's panic attack gave her the perfect oppertunity she needed to break free. As she shifted Serena's mind shut down, trying to cope with the panic and Diane's overpowering will all at once. In result, leaving Levi with a agitated, snarling dark brown wolf with in the room with him.

Levi watched her Turn, but all this did was secure his thoughts. Something truely had her spooked. He wasn't ready to Change yet, he was still half mortal and Turning on the Full Moon, hurt like a son of a bitch, but before, the pain would be immeasurably, but Serena was loosing it. He had to.

"You....ugh..." He rolled his eyes, her wolf was not in the mood for him, He'd already challenged her, and he wasn't ready to accept the defeat. So he let the Change take him.
His skin rippled and curled, his lips peeled back, his hair stiffened and spread over his body, his black hair blanching into white fur, white as snow and his once deep brown eyes, began to glow a heavy red.
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Ghost took a step forward, his musclar leg pawed at the ground.

Stand down, he was saying, with a snarl. She was only a beta, and only alpha's trues didn't back down from a challenge. Were this Lillian, or Willow, he would expect a fight, but not Serena, even if her wolf wanted to. He was an Alpha, born to be so, he just didn't accept the title, but it was in him and his wolf.

The alabastar wolf, gave howl, a warning, what he would do if she didn't stand down, and calm down. He didn't want to attack her. He didn't want to hurt the girl, but in this state, he wasnt' exactly of the mind.
He barked, only once. Last Chance, he was saying. Stand down.

Diane snarled at the male in front of her and moved restlessly back and forth, not in an agressive manner but more calculating. She might not have been born to an alpha, or she could have but there was no way to tell, but she had been raised by one. Diane was fully in control and she definitley didn't like the way the male in front of her was trying to order her around. Lily had earned her respect, through years of loyalty, her adopted sister's wolf had won it by being able to keep up with her in a fight, one which their father had stopped before either got too badly injured, but the male before her had done neither. At his bark Diane bared her fangs in a silent growl, and shook her head. Her message was clear, she wouldn't back down though the male's scent was far more firmiliar in this form. The scent of an old friend, it thought, though the wolf had a hard time believeing this was the same male.

Shaking her head again Diane sat down, giving the male a sharp, wary glance as if to make sure he knew she wasn't submitting but mearly didn't feel threatened anymore. Something the she-wolf was interested to see whether the male would take as an insult or not.

Ghost shook his massive head. The wolf stood down, she wouldn't admit to submitting but Ghost took it as a win. He had little care for bravado. He approached the she-wolf brushing his large maw against her fur as if to say. I'm here to help.
He then sat down, resting his head on his musclaur hind legs, as if giving her a moment or two to get it together, and in that, the hair retreated and darkened, the skin smoothed, and the bones reconfigured. Levi was himself again, or atleast in human form.

"Serena?" He called to her, it not having dawned to him that he was now dressed in shreds of his clothes and it probably wouldn't until later.

Diane growled and snapped her teeth near Ghost's ear when he chose to brush his maw across her pelt. She was fine, Serena on the other hand, was still having a mental break down. Diane and Serena had always been able to level with each other, and suprisingly enough Serena always tended to be the more emotional half. While Serena coped with her problems Diane made sure they ate and such, as well as getting to act freely.

Diane growled lowly as the male changed back and then called to her other half. A few minutes went by and slowly, the growling stopped and her eyes dimmed. As Serena started to get a handle back onto her emotions her eyes became a swirl of brown and blue, and for a moment they stayed like that. A minute passed where Serena and Diane looked at Levi with their mixed eyes before the blue faded and she shifted back. Though with Levi in the room she immediatly noticed her lack of appropriate clothing but in true Serena fashion she ddn't care. She had stopped being shy of her body long ago.

She waited a moment, silently looking into Levi's eyes, before she spoke. "I haven't opened it and neither will you. Now give it back." Serena's mind on a straight path which ended at the letter staying shut and being put into her own possesion, she didn't even think to add the fact that she was still leaving. For a moment she considered snatching the letter and her muscles tensed as she did but then she dismissed the idea. Instead she watched Levi cautiously, waiting for a response.

"So why don't you tell me who it's from and I'll give it to you." He said sternly but still gentle in tone. "Do you want me to just let you leave? Really? Knowing the stress you're under, I can smell it on you, Ren", He said, calling her his old nickname for her. "Why don't you want me to help you?"

Serena took a deep breath and then let it out slowly, a hint of amusement lacing into the fear in her eyes at his use of her old nickname. "It's from someone I used to know. Before my dad found me." Everyone in both packs knew the story of how Willow's father had found Serena in the woods while on a trip to visit distant relatives from another pack. Everyone also knew that she went through something awful before she was found from how hard it had been for her to get used to being around people, especially men. "I expected you to understand. I thought you of all people would accept it and let me go. I also thought you of all people deserved to hear it from me. And I don't want you or anyone else involved because I don't want to be responsible if you get hurt. No, when you get hurt."

Levi sighed. "I understand you better then you think." he said rubbing the back of his head and he did, but this wasn't simply wanting a better life. She wasn't leaving, she was running. "But letting you go, with you so freaked out. You should know better then to think I would let you run like this." He said. "You're scared, Ren, and...I should have been here, I see that now, and I know I have no room to tell you not to go, but you shouldn't go because your running, because you'll always be running, and as much as I don't like the pack life, you are apart of one, which means you have people that will look out for you, care about you, You're not alone, and I get that you don't want to get anyone hurt, but, the only thing that's gonna hurt them or me, is if we don't know what happens to you." He said and chuckled, at her, flashing her a boyish grin, "And I know I've been out of the game for a while, but I can still hold my own."

Serena mentally kicked herself, now realizing that this was almost as bad an idea as talking to Lillian before she left would have been. He obviously wasn't going to budge, he didn't even know what was going on. Making a split second decision Serean lunged forward and made a grab for the letter. Despite the fact that she was the largest of the female wolves in town she was definitly smaller, and faster, then Levi.

Levi saw the twicth in her muscles, just before she darted forward. She made a grab, and the paper brushed her fingers for a moment before Levi snatched it away and shot her a dull look. She was fast, but Levi was faster. "What did I just say?" He said and deicded, he was a man of his word, and opened the letter. He skimmed then letter and his dark brows furrowed. While he read, he heard the door fly open and he sighed.

Wasting no time, Levi shifted form again. His muscles were already sore from the first shift, and that was involuntary, but this time, was intentional. The white wolf then darted after the female, and it wasn't long before he was on her heels.

It wasn't a suprise to her that the male was just as fast as her in human form but as soon as the envelope tore Serena had jumped into action. She flung the door open and flew across the shop, the setup still familiar due to time she had spent here with Levi and his father. She didn't need the letter to know where to go and she definitly didn't want to know what it said. She was out the door in seconds and heading towards her jeep at superhuman speeds, making her grateful she had parked out of sight of the road. Despite this, Levi managed to catch up with her, Serena not having expected him to change forms.

As the white-furred wolf tackled her Serena swore loudly, flinching as she realized if anything had kept Lillian in the area that the alphess, or any other wolves for that matter, would have heard and recognized Serena's outburst. "Son of a bitch! Levi! Ghost! Get off me!"

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Charles A. Greyson
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Not only did they have to find a witch which was nearly impossible they had to avoid the dogs of the town. Since she had a run in with a werewolf just two days ago Julia was on the lookout for that wolf. Still worried about finding the witch, Julia had no idea how to find one and they had no help from Arthur. He gave them no advice or ideas whatsoever. Honestly she should be used to it, he was a drunk bastard but he was their leader and even though he was usually drunk he was a damn good leader in Julia's eyes.

Walking through town as Julia was good and bad. Julia was a beautiful woman if she'd say so herself and got many looks from many people but she also got bad looks. Most people knew what she did for a living and it gave her a reputation which was pretty wrong. Stripping was just a way of life to her and she loved it. Most people think strippers sleep around and to be honest some do but Julia isn't that kind of girl. To be honest she rarely sleeps around unless there are feelings involved which is rare for her. After loosing her mate she could never see herself loving someone as deeply as she did with him.

"The shop isn't too far. If we don't find something there we move on." She said to Elizabeth but didn't look at her. "We have to look out for wolves as well. But since it's a full moon they will most likely be in the forest until morning...hopefully." She said glancing at the sky, it wasn't dark just yet but it was getting there. It wasn't unheard of in this town for wolves to be roaming the streets during a full moon, it was rare but it has happened.

When they reached the shop it seemed to be closed. The lights were off and it didn't smell like anyone was inside. She knew one of the wolves owned the shop but she didn't mention that to Elizabeth but she was sure as soon as they walked up she figured it out. "Closed. Maybe she has some sort of record of who shops here, if we can get inside without being detected." As soon as she said this a woman walked up and cursed under her breath probably realizing the shop was closed. Julia turned to the woman and immediately recognized her. She was from the party she was chased out of that night. She'd gotten a strange feeling from her but couldn't pinpoint it.

"Yea she seems to have closed up early tonight, must have plans or something." She said to the girl and nudged Elizabeth letting her know she was about to mess with this girls mind a little and to be ready. "Yea, I was hoping to get some herbal tea but I guess I'll have to wait." Julia nodded, she'd never used her mind compulsion on a witch but they had to be just like humans. "I recognize you from that party a couple of days ago." Before the girl could respond Julia took a hold of her wrist and began to whisper.

If you were behind the poor girl you would be able to see Julia's pupils dilate as she whispered. "Tell me why you came here." The woman responded without hesitation, "My energy has been low lately, my friend has been channeling it. The tea is a way for me to regain the energy quikcer." With that Julia broke the compulsion and grinned "This was easier than we though Elizabeth." With that she bit the girl on the neck. She wasn't going to kill her, since Arthur wanted the witch alive, but she was going to drink just enough to get her to pass out. Now whether this was the witch Arthur sensed was none of her business. They'd done their task, they found a witch.





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For once, at this moment, for some reason she was content. Serena was speaking to Levi after he had been gone for so long and had broken her heart. Willow was pissed and Lillian didn't have to do anything to cause it. She wasn't sure what Roman was up to but she was sure he was just being Roman which was usually good. Her injured pack members are healed thanks to a member of Willows pack without her knowledge. Everything at this moment was peaceful.

Just as she was about to cross the street she heard her name, "Lil!", Well a nickname of hers. She knew who it was and she turned to greet him but he'd nearly tackled her to the ground. "Damn it Roman!" She balanced them both before they both lost balance and fell to the ground. Roman had both hands resting on her shoulders but hadn't said anything. She waited, he didn't seem sure whether or not to say whatever it was he wanted to say and it was getting pretty annoying.

"There's something you need to know." She knew from his face that it was serious and important. "What is it Roman? Just tell me what's going on?"





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The wolves had gone which left her to her own thought and her book. Reading was the least of her worries though she did read the book her mind was not comprehending what the book was saying, to be honest she would most likely read it again anyway. Something big was about to happen she could feel it but no one else could feel it. They all thought she was worried about nothing but she knew it wasn't nothing.

She was broken from her thoughts when she saw someone slide into the seat across from her, [color= #929292]“Hey, Vivian."[/color] Charles, the rare male witch of their coven. He showed up in town when he was young with his mother. No one knew his history all they knew was that he was a male witch. "Hi Charles." She sent him a smile. She liked him, he was always nice. [color= #929292]“How’s your newest addiction going?”[/color] He motioned to her book but she knew what he was really talking about. She merely shrugged "Not as good as I'd hoped. Can't seem to understand it." She said folding the edge of the page she left off on and closed the book. "It's also not that easy to explain to someone else. she added placing the book on the table next to her half eaten sandwich.

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Character Portrait: Elisabeth Hill Character Portrait: Gerald Andrews Character Portrait: Serena Roberge Character Portrait: Julie Sinclair Character Portrait: Vivian Greenwood Character Portrait: Lillian Smith Character Portrait: Sienna De Lucchi Character Portrait: Arthur Madden Character Portrait: Roman Kingsley Character Portrait: Shane Dawson
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Location: Town
Interacting With: Julia Sinclair and Sienna
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Mentioned: Arthur Madden

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Elisabeth acknowledged Julia's words, but said nothing, content to watch the sun as the last bands of colour began to disappear from the sky. Once he two arrived at the herb shop, she recognized the smell of the wolf that owned it. She knew that the wolf was in Willow's pack, but she had rarely encountered her before. The vampire wondered what it was like to be an herbalist. Perhaps if she was still alive the two could have discussed the wonders of natural medicines, but it was far from a possibility now.

The shop was closed, likely a result of the upcoming full moon. Ah yes, the lovely time of the months where wolves were dominated by their true selves. It was also the one night of the month that Elisabeth generally stayed in town. Trying to reach her house in the woods was unlikely to be successful with the packs out and about, hiding amongst the trees and waiting to descend on her like flies on a corpse. It was not a situation she wanted to be in if she could help it.

"Closed. Maybe she has some sort of record of who shops here, if we can get inside without being detected." The younger vampire was about to offer to use her ability to disrupt any security cameras and to open the door when another young woman approached the shop. Elisabeth observed her closely, wondering if she was a witch. Unlike Julia, she could just barely sense anything odd coming from her energy. Perhaps it was her lack of interaction with witches or of her relatively young age. Either way, she was having a difficult time deciding if this woman was a witch or not.

Julia and the other woman exchanged a brief, casual conversation before Julia nudged Elisabeth. Elisabeth had already gotten the hint, but nonetheless remained silent. One question and answer later and the vampires had found a witch. Julia commented on the easiness of it after knocking out the poor woman. "Yes, quite easy," Elisabeth commented. "But if karma has anything to do with in, we'll be in deep trouble soon as well." She was worried that having such ease finding a witch meant eminent difficulty in the future, perhaps even so soon as tonight. Lady Luck might have been on their side this time, but instant good luck came to very few.

"Alright, time to take her to Arthur." Elisabeth glanced around. No one had seen them, but there was still the possibility of humans seeing them since they were in a fairly busy part of town. Carrying the witch was an option, but would likely draw suspicion as few would expect either Julia or Elisabeth to be able to carry someone with such ease. Lifting the slumped woman off of the ground, the vampire slung the witch's limp arm around her shoulders, as if supporting a drunken friend who needed help walking. Elisabeth looked the woman over from head to toe, helping her to picture exact what she wanted the woman's body to do. Envisioning the witch with her head held up-- enough that she seemed conscious but not enough to reveal her closed eyes-- the woman's head adjusted itself as so. With that, Elisabeth began to walk, her telekinetic abilities allowing her to move the woman's feet along with her own. "This should keep us from looking suspicious, but I'd prefer we move quickly. I don't want to have my energy too low with the full moon lurking," she told her companion before starting to walk down the street.




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Location: A Cafe
Interacting With: Vivian Greenwood (texting)
Mentioned: Shane Dawson

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Gerald finished the last of his meal and glanced at outside. It was nearly dark, meaning he should probably make his way home before anything bad happened to him. However, his naivety about the supernatural and confidence in his ability to keep himself out of trouble overshadowed the rule that most people in town abided by. Nevertheless, he wasn't sure he wanted to be caught by the Sheriff or Vivian for that matter if he was out walking alone. Running into either would likely spur a speech about how it isn't safe be alone after dark.

Handing his plate to the waitress and waiting for his check, Gerald starting drumming on the table top with his hands. He glanced around the cafe, which was barren of patrons save for himself and a man who he knew lived in the apartment above. Looking back at the table in front of him, he saw the small pile of books he'd loaned from the library. Two were for him and the other for Vivian.

Hey, I got a book from the library for you. I can give it to you whenever. He shot Vivian a quick text before the waitress returned with his check.




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Location: Center of Town
Interacting With: Lillian Smith
Mentioned: Serena Roberge

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"What is it Roman? Just tell me what's going on?" Roman let go of Lillian as he reached into his pocket, pulling out the letter he'd found on Serena's door. "I stopped by Serena's house not too long ago. I was going to talk to her about..." He paused briefly as he remembered that he'd wished to talk to the Beta about doing something for Lillian. He still wanted to treat her to a night out and have it be a surprise, however likely or unlikely it was at this point. "Nevermind, that's not important. I went to her house and found this."

He extended the folded up note to her, declining to share that he had read despite it clearly being intended for the Alpha. However, it was fairly obvious he had read it and would be even more obvious once Lillian read the note. Roman could only hope she wouldn't completely lose control. The full moon was near, raising the tension.