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Alistair " Ali " Wattson

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a character in “Supernatural Rehab”, as played by nightwolf

Description

Name: Alistair Wilson

Age (13 to 17): 16

Gender: Male

Height: 5' 11'm


Weight: 140 pounds

Alistair is a werewolf and has been since he was little but he only started to transform when he was 15. He can shift at will and it is tied to his emotions so if he becomes angry and annoyed the wolf might surface.

Appearance : Ali's hair is long and reaches down to his jaw line, his fringe covers his eyes which are a clear blue right below his eyes are dark circles that complain of lack of sleep. His clothing style is pretty basic wearing black jeans and short sleeved shirts in a range of colours.

His wolf form however is a large wolf with a number of scars from previous battles more noticeable is three scratch marks. Across his chest which are also noticeable in his human for , the wolf eyes are a luminous yellow and seem to pierce the soul.

Personality: Ali in his human form is quiet and unsociable, he does not want to have relationships with people incase he becomes to attached and ends up loosing them. This is something he has always lived by especially when he was young and growing up in the forest. When he becomes angry he throws objects and breaks objects as a way for the wolf to find some satisfaction from other people's fear. If people do manage to break through the tough wall he has put up he can be very protective and caring. He is quite paranoid of new places and people incase they intend to hurt him.

Background: Ali's history is a dark and aggressive one it started when he witnessed the murder of his entire family through hunters even though Ali's family were good werewolves and never killed people or animals they killed wild animals in the forest where they lived. Ali watched through a crack in the closet door as his family were killed and skinned as proof of their death. He didn't come out of his hiding place until a few days layer and in that time the wolf inside him grew and grew angry. He wanted nothing more than to kill the hunters that killed his family and that's what he become an aggressive wolf which took its toll on the human side of Ali especially when he awoke to fresh blood on his clothes. He was caught and taken to the rehab centre to try and control his anger although he may never be released.

Strengths: running, climbing, fighting, hunting.

Weaknesses:, socialising coming to terms with his past. Confinement.

So begins...

Alistair " Ali " Wattson's Story

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Ali paused in his pacing and turned on his heel as the door clicked slowly and the door swung open, standing there was a man he looked a little older than Ali but he could never tell. He was taller too by a couple of inches, as well as being quite muscular sniffing quickly he tried to work out the man standing before him but it was hard.

" good morning, Mr Wattson...C'mon time for breakfast"

His voice was low so it sort of matched his tough looking exterior, huffing out a sharp intake of breath Ali stepped forward his eyes set on the man in front of him, a deep growl circled in his throat his fists clenched tightly . Pausing briefly to turn his head to him and he spoke only in a few words his head inclining forward and tilting to the side, like a dog " it's Ali... right?!" His face showed hardly any emotion. Walking to stand next he as he waited to see the direction he would be going in. He wasn't sure wether this man would stay with him all day and follow his every move.

The setting changes from algatha-rehab-center to The Cafeteria

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Ali walked slowly with the person who had come to claim him, he sniffed quickly at random intervals getting a feel for the place incase he had to run. Coming to the cafeteria he lined up for food as instructed he was hungry getting a pile of bacon and sausage he sat down and began to eat quickly the feeling of hunger slowly subsiding for the human side of Ali anyway.

He looked at a woman who was speaking about group therapy, he rolled his eyes and continued eating only really pausing to have a drink of water. He didn't want to go to group therapy it involved talking something that Ali didn't want to do, not because he was nervous but because he didn't want people to become to attached to him. Finishing the plate of food he stretched his arms and looked around the room watching everyone carefully growling lightly every now and then at he back of his throat.

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Khael

Khael watched the mentor walk away. She stuck her tongue out at her and then tossed the half eaten apple to the ground. She sniffed, her good mood gone. Mentors always had to ruin her fun. She just wanted to tease a bit. But she supposed she would have to abide by the rules. Of course if she had it her way, there would be no rules. She tucked her hair behind one of her pointed ears.

Suddenly, unprovoked, she slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. She wiggled around a bit before settling.

Khael looked over at Ali. She grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!" She looked to be having the time of her life at the moment, her bad mood swiped away like it had never existed.


So in case no one has seen the update int he thread yet, I have put 'places' into the roleplay, including one for the cafeteria. I would appreciate it if people start posting in the proper places to keep this more organized. I also forgot to add that Fae are allergic to iron! I totally forgot. But yes if anyone would like to use that somehow then it's there.

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"you know every time I see your smile my heart skips a beat." Collin said to Tes and she grinned. So far she liked him, even if he seemed to be bit of a man whore.
"Ya, okay...." she said as she rolled her eyes good naturedly.
"Who let the dog in?" Collin said
"You know maybe you should give him a chance...." she started with a frown, ready to defend the dog when suddenly, unprovoked, Khael slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. Khael grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!"
Tesella frowned at the pair.
"Wow...way to be mature guys...." Tes said with a sigh.
"I get your issue Collin but whats up your ass Khael?" she asked as she finished her coffee and dropped the apple core into the trash.
"I guess you guys are just too cool for the rest of us huh?" she said with a sarcastic smile as she stood and walked away.

The setting changes from the-cafeteria to Algatha Rehab Center

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#, as written by Loxley
Jonathan listened quietly to Rose as she spoke. As always he didn't reply or respond much to her comments. That was his personality, after all, a man of few, or in best case scenario, no words. Then came the insulting remark to Ali by one of the other students. Miss Fieldings sighed. The only sign of his dislike, however, was a frown. As Miss Fieldings suggested he deal with it and left, he stood up, picked up his food tray, and walked out. He dropped it to the dish ladies on his way outside.

Once he got out into the cool morning air, he sat down on the stairs, and lit the cigarette. The morning air cleared his head. He closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling a fix of nicotine. He smoked in silence for several minutes. As an orphan raised in one of the shittiest orphanages in Nigeria, one where he had to beat the living crap out of other orphans to get them to leave him alone, he hated bullies, and he hated people looking down on others. More to the point, some of the youngsters in the rehab acted like stupid brats, and failed to see why they were there.

He let out a sigh, shaking his head. As he flicked away the cigarette and stood up, he watched it race all the way across the fifty meter courtyard at high speed, and slam into a tree on the other side. Then he turned around and stepped back inside, beginning to make his way back to the cafeteria. He stopped for a moment to take a look in the mirror, making sure his suit jacket was just right. Then he walked back into the cafeteria.

He expected Miss Fieldings to deal with most of the students, but most of the mentors were unwilling to deal with people like Ali - that was why they had security guards. Jonathan, however, was not, for obvious reasons. Seeing that he preferred silence himself, he saw no reason not to be Ali's helpful mentor once in a while. He approached the young man, and seeing that he had finished his food, said:

"Therapy, Mr Wattson. Bring the tray."

He walked with Ali the whole way to the dishing room, and then led him out towards the therapy room they were going to be in today. He placed another cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it, just let it rest there as a reminder to him of what was waiting after the therapy session. He wasn't too fond of those himself either, as he was well aware also the teenagers were not.

The setting changes from algatha-rehab-center to The Group Therapy Room

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Ali's fists clenched tightly at the remarks that the others made about his condition. He began to growl but his anger was displaced by one of the mentors talking to him. That was a strange thing that happened when Ali was easily angered by comments he could be easily calmed down for a while at least but if the anger was built over time he could not be calmed so easily the wolf would often take over.

Ali rolled his eyes at being called " mr Wattson " again he stood up quickly the chair he was sitting on pushing back violently almost tipping over but righting itself quickly. Following closely his fists clenched and uncleched tightly he hated any comments about him being a werewolf it was always the case wherever he was people judging his condition and they were bound to have their throats ripped out.

Coming to the therapy room he sat down in a chair his hands clenching on the arms of the chair he glanced around the room then looked at the mentor. " call me Ali...." He spoke his eyes looking at the floor his fingers tapped the arm of the chair anxiously he didn't want the social confrontation of the therapy session people finding out about him and what had happend to him.

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#, as written by Loxley
"Call me Ali." The werewolf that Jonathan had taken to the therapy room said suddenly. Jonathan looked up in surprise, the unlit cigarette still hanging in his mouth. He offered a quiet nod. "Jonathan." He said in reply, though as always, it was more of a muttering than saying it. He had leaned against the wall over by the windows, looking outside at the beautiful weather and the green lawns and trees outside. Most of the time, he liked it here. But today he had a pang, and for a moment, he missed the dusty golden brown fields of Transvaal, South Africa, where he had spent much of his younger life.

He sighed and looked back at the werewolf.
"Don't let 'em get to you." He said, suddenly, uncharacteristically wordy for once. "It's what they want."

Sinking back into silence, he looked up as the noise of "students" or inmates, or whatever they were, could be heard outside. Soon, the door opened and several of them began to filter into the therapy room. Jonathan didn't greet any of them. Instead he just watched them as they entered, remaining standing over by the wall with his arms crossed, and the unlit cigarette hanging out the side of his mouth.

They still had a few minutes more before the group therapy session would start, and Miss Fielding hadn't arrived yet. Jonathan's eyes drifted off into the distance outside, a distanced glimmer in his amber eyes as he thought about his home country once again. Sometimes he hated this place. Sometimes he felt like he'd been thrown into exile, albeit a self-imposed one. Sometimes, sometimes, he wanted nothing more than to go home.

He heaved another sigh, clearing his mind of such thoughts, and looked back into the room where the students began to sit down.

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Tesella

Tes's ears perked at the words: "Don't let 'em get to you. It's what they want." A guy named Jonathan said to the wolf he was escorting. Tes smiled and shut her book. Maybe all of them weren't self centered jerks after all...She looked at them for a moment before she moved chairs to sit next to them. Time to make some friends. She stuck a long slim fingered hand out for one of them to shake as she put on a friendly smile.

"Hi i'm Tesella...." she said

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Ali looked over as someone sat down next to him and introduced herself as Tesella, he stared at her hand for a while with an unamused look on his face, but he couldn't help but give a little smirk at her pluck for coming up and talking to him. He pulled his hands away from the arms of the chair that he had been gripping onto since he got into the room. He looked out of the window he sniffed quickly trying to at least try and get a whiff of fresh air. He realised that's what he was missing the outside although if he were to go outside he would try and run mainly on instinct.

Folding his arms tightly he looked quickly to the mentor leading the session and to the people who were talking he probably wouldn't talk in this session he'd leave it for today he didn't want to get involved. Glancing out of the window again he shifted his body in the seat to try and watch everything as well as his ears listening for every sound, he gave a soft whine without even realising it Ali hated when his wolf side leaking out in his human form coming across and whimpers and growls. H didn't mind the growls because they were defensive but the whines were pitiful almost like the aggressive wolf turned docile for a few minutes of the day.

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Character Portrait: Rose Fieldings Character Portrait: Alistair " Ali " Wattson Character Portrait: Khael Thera Character Portrait: Emily Tiden Character Portrait: Rayen Asis Character Portrait: Jonathan Hunter Character Portrait: Blake Blair Character Portrait: Tesella Yoshi Venzera
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Khael

"Can I be excused?" said Collin, before jumping up and leaving.

Khael watched Collin leave and pouted. It hadn't quite produced the effect she had wanted. But she did know that he obviously had very little self control and that could still be fun if she could get him to not just run off whenever the smell was too much. She tapped a nail against her leg and sighed lightly. She looked around at everyone as they spoke. Already she was bored. She was turning her head to look at whoever was speaking but she wasn't hearing what was being said. She even ignored the mentor. She tapped her foot on the floor.

She shifted. Then she watched Rayen. The mentor had spoken to her, right? She couldn't recall. Khael suddenly raised her hand.

"Hey, I think we should all leave!" she said brightly. "I've got better things to do." Her grin suggested that those 'better things' might not to apply to anyone laying on the other end of her amusement.

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Ali watched as the vampire took off out of the room and another spoke about how he had nothing at all in terms of fantisies and love. Rubbing his hands together he thought about his own family how he watched them die through the small gap in the closet where he was hiding. Even though he was only young he still felt a coward for not trying to protect them even if it ended in his own death.

He ran his fingers through his hair holding it tightly as all the emotions pulsed at him from that day fear, anger, feeling of being trapped. Resting his elbows on his knees he whined softly to himself a few times as a form of comfort as he calmed himself down before the wolf felt the need to unleash itself to protect Ali.

The setting changes from the-group-therapy-room to Algatha Rehab Center

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Ali stayed sitting watching as people left the therapy room, he looked to Rose and spoke " I don't wish to talk about..any part of my past around....these people...I want to keep my past..in the past" he spoke softly his aggressive demeanour seeming to fade briefly. He shook his head slightly growling at himself for being so weak standing up he walked slowly out of the room trying to follow a scent to where he was meant to be if not he could find Jonathan since he seemed to be his escort.

He thought about the idea of having an escort and it angered him, growling loudly he clenched his fists tightly. He did not need an escort he had no need for one everybody else needed protection from him. His eyes narrowed as he sniffed for a scent anything to hurt and kill. He wouldn't need the wolfs body it had taken over his mind.

The setting changes from algatha-rehab-center to The Grounds

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Ali growled again to himself he pushed through some doors, finding himself in the ground he calmed down as he breathed in the fresh air. His eyes turned back to their normal colour, rubbing his hands together he saw Rose sitting down and watching everybody. Snarling lightly at the thought of being watched he walked slowly away from her but sat down on a grassy hill his fingers feeling the soft grass his eyes looked around the grounds picking out any places he could go for time to himself even he needed a rest from the wolf too.