The Den

At first he gave the stranger a quirked eyebrow behind his glasses when she extended a full hand to him, then gave a genuine smile when she set the beer at the edge of the table and extended a hand for a handshake to him. He happily shook her hand, adjusting his glasses afterwards. "A pleasure, Aimee. I'm Hugo Maxwell. You could say I'm pretty new here...recent turn you see." he sighs, scratching the back of his head "I'm not used to this whole...werewolf thing yet. Oh, was I not supposed to say things like that? I apologize." he laughs nervously before changing the subject "Um, yes of course I'm up for a game. I'm actually rather new to the game, I just figured this would be a way to meet people. I'll break." he said. There was a friendly and noble air about Hugo, though one could tell he didn't feel entirely comfortable around here.

Hugo moves to the end of the table and lines up the first shot before breaking. Good for a first attempt as he manages to pocket a couple in the shot. He decides to go for stripes and takes his next shot, though fails to pocket any. "Your turn. This place is certainly lively...though I can't say I care for the smell...though that's probably because I've never been in a bar like this before." he says, keeping a slight smile on his face.

Picking the beer back up, she went back to drinking it after he shook her hand. She tilted her head when he indicated he was a newly turned werewolf, the idea quite thrilling to her. Smiling wide, she inhaled his scent, picking up on his nerves, though it was obvious by just watching him. Allowing him to break the balls, the notion making her giggle internally, Aimee hoped he wasn’t better than her, because despite having the ability to shoot pool daily, she hardly ever did. Sliding her fingers through her hair, she watched him carefully, the way he moved and acted quite different than what she was used to. It reminded her of some of her friends that were just plain humans.

“You’re doing fine, Hugo. It’s expected that you don’t know all the ins and outs since you’re newly turned.” Aimee grinned and finished her beer, too lazy to walk back over to get another one. Instead, she focused in on the game, taking note that she was solids. Walking over to where the white ball was, she chalked up her stick and got into position, saying a silent chant that she could do this before nailing the white ball with a great deal of intensity. It appeared luck was on her side as she managed to pocket three of the solid balls. Grinning even wider, she walked over to where cue ball stopped.

“It is quite lively, yeah. You’ll get used to the smell pretty quickly. If you’re wanting to head outside for a while or go for a walk, I’d gladly go with you.” Aimee smiled and nailed the ball, frowning when she whacked it right into one of the holes.

“Oops, your turn.” She fake pouted before moving out of the way.

As Aimee took her turn, he considered her offer to go for a walk "Hm...no, I think I'll be okay for now. Thank you, though! However...I currently have a bit of a housing problem. I haven't had a place to live since I turned, so I've been loitering around the city, surviving on scraps believe it or not." he chuckles nervously "My...my parents were members of the Church. I think you can imagine how they reacted...they even tried to get an assassin to kill me. Even my dad chased me out with a revolver." he sighs. "I was scared to come here. I didn't know how werewolves treated those who were turned. I feel foolish for not coming here sooner." he admits sadly.

When Aimee pocketed the cue ball, he picks it up and sets it on the table, aiming his shot. He managed to get two, but on the second he accidentally got one of the solids in. He shakes his head, laughing "Whoops." he seemed to be a rather good sport. He was mostly happy to speaking to another person like him. It was the first step in learning to accept his new life, but the fact that he was considering accepting this life started to worry him. For a while he was desperate to research and find a cure but now here he was, communicating with others like him.

Musing a little as he mentioned his housing issue, she tried to think of someone he could stay with, but nothing was coming to mind. She supposed he could come stay with her, but it wasn’t really clear whether or not her roommate would appreciate that. Sighing softly, she chewed on her bottom lip, trying to imagine Jacques attempting to kill her. It was unfathomable and she felt sorry for him. She hoped that he had been treated well by the other pack members, though it he hadn’t been, hopefully she was making up for it. Smiling faintly, she watched him nail one of the solids.

“Well, I’m glad you decided to finally come here. I’m not sure about a place to stay, but if you’re not able to find one, I can ask my roommate to see if he minds if I bring you to our place. He probably won’t, but I better make sure before I just bring you there. He’s a human, but he doesn’t judge or anything.” Aimee paused a moment, moving over to the cue ball and taking aim at one of the solids. Knocking two of the solids into one of the pockets, she grinned before scratching again.

“Damn it!” She stomped her foot before grumbling a little. Glancing at the pool table, she sighed and poked at the fabric a little.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go for a walk? It doesn’t seem stuffy in here to you? I guess what I’m trying to get at is… I really want to get fresh air, but we’ve been told not to go out alone…” She sighed and glanced towards the door before looking back at Hugo again.

Hugo laughed at her reaction "Alright, alright. I suppose getting some fresh air wouldn't hurt. It's supposed to be rather nice out today anyway. We'll call this one a draw." he said before putting everything away. He stretched as he walked outside "Aah, it is nice out." he took in a deep breath, glad that he wasn't assaulted by the smell of booze. "About your offer to stay at your place, thank you, but I don't want to impose. I'll figure something out for myself....get a job...an apartment. I'll get somewhere." he said with a smile.

After taking a moment to relax, he asks "So what's it like living with the pack? I haven't gotten the chance to speak with many of the others." he said, curious about the way packs behave and interact with one another "All I know is that Baron is the one you never question if you value your well-being." he chuckles nervously at that.

“Yay! Fresh air!” Aimee pumped her fist into the air before setting down the pool stick, moving out behind Hugo out of the bar. She knew they still needed to be cautious, but she was starting to get stir crazy, just chilling out in the bar. Plus, she did what her dad said, took someone with her. Grinning as she inhaled the fresh air before releasing it slowly, she glanced over at Hugo, shrugging a little when he indicated that he didn’t want to impose.

“It really wouldn’t be imposing. We’ve got the room and I know a few weeks back he mentioned something about possibly getting someone else to live with us, so it’s not a huge deal. However, I won’t force you into it, but at least until you get a job and your own place, it might be helpful? It’s not safe out right now, so staying with someone you know, might be wise.” Aimee nodded before scanning the area, heading down the sidewalk away from the bar.

When he asked about life with the pack, she smiled at all of the fond memories she had before frowning at the not-so-fond memories. Sliding her fingers through her dark hair, she pondered on what all to tell him, not wanting to overwhelm him since he was just slowly getting into the life. However, his comment about Baron made her snicker and she just shook her head.

“Yeah, Baron doesn’t like to be questioned, that’s for sure. However, I don’t believe he’d ever kill one of his packmates, but there have been a lot of scuffles. Honestly, we have more issues to deal with to fight amongst ourselves, though it still happens. Things are especially tense right now with our missing packmate and with other issues that have popped up. That’s why I stress that you need to live with someone from the pack. It’s for security and it’s for the getting to know factor.” Aimee kept her gaze constantly shifting to ensure for their safety as they walked down the street.

Hugo thought about the offer again "Well, if you insist...I'd like to meet your roommate first and make sure it's alright by him. Having a place to stay would definitely make things simpler." he said. He was slightly concerned about the idea of a missing pack member, suddenly understanding that there's definitely a lot of trouble going on at the moment. "If the reason is security, then I understand completely. If things are as tense as you say, then it would be for the best." he said, noticing her scanning the area to make sure it's okay. It wasn't right. People shouldn't have to worry about their own safety while simply walking the streets. Hoping the brighten the mood a bit, he asks "Aimee, who else in the pack should I meet? If there truly is safety in numbers I would like to get to know more of them."

Meteor materializes from the void.

Meteor vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.