Introduction
As far as civilisation goes everything is normal, however one thing is for certain, that humans never knew supernaturals live among them.
One of these types of supernaturals is Werewolves; they are the most proficient and have the largest number of their kind, simply because if a human is scratched by one and survives the painful traumatic fever that follows they too can become a werewolf.
Each city has its own pack, and each country has a dominate pack that rules over the others.
The leader of the ruling countries pack is called the Magee; no one wants to mess with a Magee.
However, recently it has been found that pack members are disappearing from individual packs and no one knows why. It is happening in every country now and smaller city packs are looking to the Magee’s for answers.
What on earth could be happening?
To try and solve this the Magee’s from the affected countries are planning to meet in a secret location bringing only a few of their chosen wolves with them.
What could happen at this meeting?
Throwing angry testosterone Magee’s in one place could turn out to be lethal!
Werewolves have the natural instinct for wanting power after all.
Is someone betraying the others?
Or is there bad blood around, after all assassination attempts on the Magee’s aren’t uncommon. Whoever kills a Magee takes all their ruling power and becomes a Magee themselves. So you can see why it is tempting.
Or is it that there is a darker force at work which the werewolves would never have believed, possibly a natural enemy?
FACTS:
- All Magee are male since males naturally have a larger wolf size and are stronger than females: (sorry but trying to be realistic here DX)
- Each country has four wolves with them.
- The stronger you are the more influence you have, but most wolfs with power also feel the need to protect the weaker ones. (Doesn’t have to be if you want be dangerous ; D)
- An Omega is an incredibly rare wolf with the strength of an Alpha but without the desire to fight. This means instinctively other wolfs feel a need to protect them no matter what even if an Omega doesn’t need it. Every pack fights to obtain one when found.
- An Omega has the ability to calm another Werewolves anger
- It is Taboo to attack an Omega
- Werewolves can be sluts, however, if they find a TRUE mate once they truly ‘connect’ together they will be able to sense each other’s emotions sometimes.
- Werewolves can also become very jealous over their mates.
- Werewolves are immortal (unless killed) however if they live too long it is not uncommon for them to grown insane
America:
Magee: Steven Ludwig Friederike played by WindOnFire
Magee’s mate: Cordeliaa Eavan Friederike Played by WindOnFire
City’s Alpha: (you can choose city) OPEN
Beta: Aimee Love played by Horseygirl
England:
Magee: Nathaniel Black played by Robinwing
City’s Alpha: Liala De'Winters played by AsuraDeWinters
Beta: Olivia Harold played by Robinwing
Omega: Faythe Saunders (Faye) played by HiddenNymph
France: - (shall be pm start of sub plot)
Magee:Hail Fitzroy played by HiddenNymph
Magee’s mate: Rachele Fitzroy played by HiddenNymph
City’s Alpha: Gabriel Le'Flor played by Lotsalove052
Beta: Aurele Iseult played by WindOnFire
Russia:
Magee:Volk Karonyak played by spudjohnson
Moscow's Alpha: Nicholai Vladislav played by St. Valentine
Beta: ~ OPEN ~
Beta’s sibling (an omega): Kira Gorbachev played by St. Valentine
(Can add more if get enough interest)
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"I do not know," responded Nicholai, pondering Volk's whereabouts himself. "I would expect my liege to be present, especially at this point. I suspect he may still be washing. I apologize on his behalf for his tardiness."
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With a sly grin his eyes laced with annoyance he spoke in an unimpressed mannor "Your alpha, Russian, is probably off co-noodling with that dreadful blonde english woman, how pitiful. As a Magee he should be here before thinking of his sex drive, but that isn't my problem" his teeth were sharp with mischief as Rachelle rolled her eyes at him too used such a scene.
"Hurry it up would you?" she spoke pulling a hand through her ginger curly hair, Hail gave her a dissatisfied look before sighing and flashing each of the wolves present within the room intimidating vibes from his eyes alone as he inspected them.
"Lets get this... buisness... meeting over with shall we? Who cares if the Russian isn't here, its his own fault if he misses something worthwhile" something about his tone was unsettling as though it held a deeper meaning.
"Our wolves are being killed or something right? So this thing was called to sort out the problem" he spoke with little care for his murdered pack mates "So, does anyone have any leads as to what it is or is this just something trival"
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"With all due respect, my liege," he began, his crystalline eyes still cast to the floor. "Should my superior be with the Englishwoman as you suspect, it is in light of his allegiance to his homeland; for having an English alpha as a mate, that of which he has gone long without, will surely establish an alliance. England is a more reliable country than most to befriend anyhow."
And aren't you an advocate for empowerment? he thought to himself bitterly. Or is that only in regards to yourself?
His emphasis on the word reliable would without a doubt evoke a few gasps and perhaps tarnish his reputation in the eyes of the Frenchman, but if it be for the preservation of his leader's dignity, then Nicholai would have it no other way. He had an unwavering loyalty to the man, which wasn't very surprising for an alpha. But learning of the man's history produced a strong respect for Volk that he almost viewed him as a Russian hero.
He retreated into his silent state once again, listening to the brash man and his words of little wisdom. He seemed without compassion for the entire situation, but Nicholai had no room to judge anyway. Instead, he averted his gaze to Aurele, who didn't appear to even acknowledge his existence.
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Steven nodded to the Russian wolf to acknowledge and thank him, but quickly turned his eyes to the magee from France, bristling slightly and baring his teeth. He did not like the way the other wolf looked at him, and he stood even straighter, if that was possible. There was something in the way he spoke that set Steven at odds, and from the tension running through Cordelia's body, she agreed.
Cordelia positively beamed at the Russian wolf when he told off the magee. She wasn' happy with the situation, but that was admirable, for an alpha to stand up to a magee, even a magee from another country, like this. Steven's reaction was less obvious, a slight crinkling around his eyes, but he'd always been the subtler of the two. He also hoped that the Russian didn't speak to him like that. He wouldn't stand for it, not one bit, but he couldn't help taking enjoyment in the French wolf's problems. Now, though, both American wolves turned back to the problem at hand.
"Picked off like sheep," she said, and Steven didn't react to her odd statement. Taking it in stride, he said, "We've lost multiple wolves, all from different packs. We haven't found any pattern to the disappearances, and we've found nothing... particularly unusual in each individual case, besides the fact that it keeps happening over and over again. A singe disappearance might not be cause for alarm, but on this scale..." he shrugged.
Aurele
Most of her attention was trained on her magee, trying to read his body language, to tell what he might do next. Her eyes flickered quickly to the new wolf, the Russian, and she might have glanced back, noticing that he had been looking at her, but there was protocol to be observed. Watching the American magee through veiled eyes, she studied the tones of his voice, measuring how the other wolves might react, and most importantly, how Hail would. Her allegiance must first be to him, despite anything. Looking back at Nicholai she gt a better whiff of his scent, cold and wild and, unfortunately, very much like Russian food.
She stiffened noticeably when Hail and Rachelle spoke, turning her attention almost solely to them. When Hail spoke about the possible whereabouts of the Russian magee, she winced slightly and looked at Nicholai out of the corner of her eye. His low growl barely registered, and her eyes flicked back to Hail, before she fully looked at him, trying to warn him with her eyes, to convey the danger of speaking to ail in any way that might make the magee angry. When he spoke, Aurele bit her lip, and she glanced back and forth between the two males. Looking at Nicholai, she noticed with a start that he was looking at her. Glancing away for a second, she half-listened to Hail, watching the Russian discreetly. Hopefully Hail would not notice, nor any of the other wolves. Meeting his gaze, she tried to keep her worry hidden.
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"We've lost a good few wolves over home as well. We've been trying to find a pattern, and we've been encouraging wolves to only go out in twos and threes. Sadly, some of the newer people take the 'lone wolf' imagery to stupid places." Nathaniel stated. Olivia kept her glancing watch on the other wolves in the room, briefly noting that Aurelle and the russian alpha kept glancing at each other.
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Liala looked over at Nicholai a big smile on her perfect features. "It is especially nice to meet you. I'm Liala. I already know your Nicholai, Moscow's alpha. No need for further introductions, I'm sure we can get to know each other plenty once we are all out of this powder keg." Liala spoke without fear and quite strong for such a weak looking woman. She didn't fear Magee's and she especially didn't fear Hail. She viewed him like she viewed all powerful brats. They were dangerous like a kid with his dads gun. She leaned on the wall and listened to the group.
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Interesting, Aurele thought. Though she looked completely different, this was obviously the strangely dressed female she had seen earlier, her scent betrayed her. I suppose the english are crazy. I can't imagine why she would change so drastically, unless she has bipolar disorder or something. She felt a brief ripple down her spine. There was something that Aurele didn't quite like about this woman. It may be the way she spoke to Hail. Though Aurele didn't exactly love or really like her magee, she had a deep respect for the heirarchy of the werewolves. She didn't really remember anything from her human life, so perhaps those who had grown up human saw it differently, but she couldn't imagine functioning without the order it imposed. She doubted it was because of Monsuier Black, since Olivia seemed comfortable with him, but acted respectful now. With a shrug, Aurele dissmissed her internal mussings, turning to a more important thought.
She took half a step forward, adressing Hail primarily, though she made eye contact with most everyone in the room, lingering a second on Nicholai. "Perhaps we should all formally introduce ourselves?" she asked, aware of her heavy accent when compared to Liala's. "Though we may know of each other, it would be more...civil, perhaps?" She went no further, unwilling to introduce herself before Hail. Aurele was always careful around wolves with higher ranks than her, in case they reacted strangely. There was a reason they held those ranks, and she didn't want to be squashed like a bug by any of them.
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"The pleasure is all mine, madam," said Nicholai, feigning his enthusiasm. He leaned close to her ear and then whispered, "I don't mean to speak out of line, but this is a meeting called by the highest authorities in the world. Out of respect for your superiors, I think you should cover up a bit... And the entire room is paved in silver."
When the woman walked away, Nicholai returned to his silence, mentally cursing his Magee and the fact that the nasty Frenchman may have been right about Liala after all. A small sigh escaped through his nostrils and he massaged his temples with his fingers in exasperation. Nicholai himself was beginning to grow impatient and irritated by his leader's absence. He could feel the tension in the room growing thicker and almost tangible as the time stretched by.
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As the Russian Alpha finished his sentence it may have been hard to see amongst the entry of the blonde female from england's display of distracting words if not her entire image, but Hail's lips twitched. They neither pulled into a smile or a frown but twitched as though it was something he couldn't help, however his eyes watched his hand as he tapped his finger on the arm of the chair non-chantly just as his dear obedient Aurele suggested something he guessed to be logical.
However the moment she had also finished speaked he did one of the strangest of things and burst out into laughter laced with a thick heaviness of mockery and clearly faked to the best of his ability. He sat there in his chair at the top of the table laughing as it lowered to something sinister almost before he quietened completely his gaze remaining on his hand the whole time.
"My name is Hail Fitzroy." He spoke then slowly stood from his seat his gaze following his hand before suddenly faster than any normal human eye could see he lifted his head to stare striaght at the Russian Alpha with malice a cruel grin widening on his face.
Within moments Hail rushed forward towards the mere Russian Alpha grabbing his neck like a child would a toy only with much greater strength as his grip tightened greatly unmistakably an Magee's as he pushed the Alpha's back against the silver coated wall violently.
Lowering his voice to a darkened tone he whispered to the Magee despite knowing with a werewolves ears everybody would be able to hear it. "Anyone who has ever crossed me as not lived another day, that includes doubting me, back chatting to me, being 'cocky' or rude with me and most of all" he pushed his mouth to the Alphas ear so that his breath could be felt on the Russian's skin "saying things they really 'shouldn't say".
Making a single laugh with an unimpressed attitude Hail then released the Alpha's neck glancing at everyone in the room for a moment before smiling polietly as though nothing was wrong. He then did the unexpected and bowed one arm across his chest still with a smile for a moment before rising again. "Forgive me for interupting the disscussion, please, continue" he nodded his head walking back to the chair nochantly sitting back down beside his mate Rachelle. "Aurelle, why don't you go next?" he said referring to her suggestion about introducing everyone as though he had just done so normally.
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Rachelle knew what was coming before it happened, Hail was an eccentric in her mind and she had known him long enough to be able to predict his reactions to most things. So when he grabbed the Russian's Alpha's neck speaking in a whisper fully intended for everyone to hear she could only sit on the arm of the chair and watch.
Rachelle didn't always aprove of Hail's methods, infact she prefered to take the quiet undetected way around things, Hail was far more brash and open about his abnormal 'likes'.
She normally would have encouraged him and smiled at his behaviour were it not for the gift that lay in her stomach at that moment intime, above anything despite being her mate Hail came second to her child. Rachelle was desperete for this child to live and would not have Hail ruin that by making enemies so soon in such a secluded place.
She had to keep her wits about her.
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Faythe stayed within the kitchen knowing it was probably the best place to stay, she had smelled the rabbits blood just as everyone else had done, it was sweet to her in terms of her wolf's hunger, however with her human mind it puzzled her and made her cringe. She wasn't fond of killing, she tried to avoid doing it as a wolf as much as possible but most of the time her instincts took over in a hunt.
As she picked at the sandwich Olivia had made her she sighed looking around the empty kitchen, was this what her stay here was going to be like? Wasn't she brought here in order to calm down the Magee's tendencies to get angry, it was a common occurance amongst wolves with power. Being an Omega meant she could calm it, though that was probably the only useful thing she could do as a person, or wolf, whatever she was.
Maybe she should go and participate in the meeting afterall? She may know something, anything that could help with finding out what these dissapearences are, though she doubted it. Then again, she could the immense aura of power coming from the room below her feet as though the wolves were right next to her and that was under silver, she feared to think of what standing near them would be like. Nathanial still made her shudder despite being her own Magee.
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When Nicholai was released, he fixed his wrinkled clothing, a smirk playing at his lips while he watched the man walk away as though he had accomplished something worthwhile. A soft chuckle escaped through his nostrils as he dusted himself off, attempting to preserve whatever dignity he had left. His cold eyes shifted over all of the onlookers, and none of them expressed any sign of surprise. Nicholai himself wasn't exactly shocked at the man's actions, either.
"So that is how you became a Magee," Nicholai hissed, an impish grin on his features though he was unamused. "Crawling your way to the top like the sniveling little whelp that you are... Bullying others so they will simply cower out of your way; a modern day French Hitler, another Stalin-" He began clapping mockingly. "Bravo! I applaud your endeavor. But keep in mind the reason that the reign of these tyrants came to a very bitter end..."
"That is enough, Vladislav," came a silky voice laden with a telltale Russian lilt.
The image that followed after this voice was that of Natalia Gorbachev, the country's beloved omega. She entered the room with an arm coiled through one of Volk's, her face straightened in a neutral state. They both stepped with grace and a dominant sense of regality, though Natalia's movement was a bit more timid in nature. She turned to Hail, the icy quality in her bright blue irises matching that of his own. The corners of her mouth twitched so quickly that if one had blinked, they surely would have missed the rare occurrence. She was very well aware of his disdain for the omega kind, and the gravity in her stare quietly revealed that the feelings were mutual.
"Good evening, Madame Fitzroy," she continued, though her eyes were still locked on Hail. "I sincerely apologize for the tardiness of Lord Volk and myself. European airlines are certainly unreliable."
She released her hold of Volk upon reaching Nicholai, placing her skinny fingers on his forearm and feeling him quivering with rage. The tension that had been circulating throughout his entire figure suddenly expelled itself, a physical change manifesting as relaxed posture. A sigh escaped through his nostrils and his eyes cast to the floor, clearly indicating his guilt for retaliating. It was unlike him - unlike anyone trained under the authority of Volk, for that matter - to react so impulsively. Though her gaze was fixated intently upon him, her presence brought a peaceful air to the atmosphere between the three Russians.
"Though with good reason behind them, your assumptions of my Magee are incorrect, Monsieur Fitzroy," she stated, her voice monotonous but oozing tranquility. "He was kindly escorting me from the airport. Now, we don't want to idle this meeting any longer than we already have. Shall we begin?"
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So that was an omega. She had to say she was impressed, both by the woman, and by Nicholai. Acting as though nothing odd had happened, she stepped out from behnd Hail. "My name is Aurele Iseult," she said softly. Her eyes slid over to Hail, but shifted back to the others quickly. "It is...ah, a pleasure to meet you all." She carefully kept her voice neutral, but she doubted anyone was fooled. She didn't want to be here, stuck so close to Volk, but at least some ofthe wolves looked interesting. She couldn't help smiling slightly at the russians. She was particularly impressed with their omega, and the alpha was rather...intriguing.
Steven and Cordelia
He nearly started forward when the Frenchman grabbed the russian alpha, a low snarl starting in his throat, but Cordelia placed a placating hand on his cheek, her deep brown eyes watching closely. Her nostrils flared slightly, and Steven copied her, absorbing the scents coming from each wolf in the room. He was impressed by the russian's bravery, but as the alpha adressed the magee, he opened him mouth to interfere, exhaling a sigh of relief when the others from Russia walked in. Watching intently, the two Americans remained silent, curious.
Wehn the French Alpha, who introduced herself as Aurele, finished speaking, Steven smiled slightly. "Yes, lets try to be civil," he said. "I am Steven Friederike, the magee of America, and this is my mate, Cordelia. Hopefully we can finish this soon." He nodded to the other magees, cordially to Volk and Nathaniel, less so to Hail.
"Hello," Cordelia said softly, smiling at all of them.
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"Omega?" He asked Olivia, quietly that he was fairly sure no one but her would hear.
"Must be." Was the prompt answer. They both straightened up, eyes following around with the introductions. Nathaniel nodded back to Steven, smiling slightly. He'd seen that the american had been about to step forward as well, and was rather thankful that it appeared that Hail was the exception, not the rule. He straightened up further, lifting his head so as to make sure he was heard. Olivia straigthened up too, going from parade rest to full attention.
"I'm Nathaniel Black. The British magee." He stated, before looking around to Olivia, who quickly picked up the message.
"I am Olivia Harold. British beta." Olivia continued, before dropping into a curtsy, the way she'd been taught by her tutors when she was young. They both looked back to the front, suspiciously at Hail, but cordially at the other wolves.
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"As you all may already know by now," began Volk, his posture kingly and proud, though his demeanor collected. "I am Volk, Magee of Russia."
Natalia briefly scanned each of the faces in the room, her own emotionless yet tranquil. Her rosebud lips were pursed into a tight straight line, though her eyes seemed to glisten with the faint hint of delight. Her hands were folded neatly in front of her, and she stayed quite still, with only her head on a slow swivel. She took a few moments before she spoke, preferring to be introduced by someone else, but it seemed like today the Russians were acting out of character and she would be no exception.
"My name is Natalia Gorbachev," said she, her speech eloquent despite its heavy accent. "I am the Russian omega. It is a pleasure, and I do hope we can establish a camaraderie of sorts. Infighting cannot possibly bring us any closer to identifying whatever is plaguing our kind."
After words as assertive yet sincere as hers, Nicholai wanted to do nothing more than disappear. His cheeks flushed to a slight pink, as he usually was not so outspoken before a crowd, but now his reputation with the council would perceive otherwise. His eyes remained on the ground for several seconds before languidly over each of them, just as his superiors had done.
"I am Nicholai Vladislav," he stated, his tone soft and his words a bit rushed. "I am the alpha of Moscow. It is a great privilege to make each of your acquaintances."
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"I am very curious to hear everyone's thoughts on the disappearances."
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Steven acknowledged each wolf to introduce themselves with a slight nod, making it a point to make eye contact with each one, the corners of his mouth crinkling slightly up, the only hint of a smile. When the blonde woman from England, Liala, introduced herself and asked what they thought, he sighed silently.
"The problem is that we know very little. The lack of information is what is so alarming. We have no clues, no suspects...as I said before, we've lost several wolves, from different packs, all over my territory. I do want this resolved as quickly as possible. I am...eager to resolve this, and am willing to cooperate." The last was said blandly, but his eyes flicked briefly over to Hail, eyes narrowed.
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"Like I said before, we've lost wolves too. We've been trying to get them to travel in twos and threes in hopes of giving them a better chanc when this... Thing attacks again, but alot of our wolves don't like the idea for whatever reason." He explained. Olivia stepped forward a bit to speak also, as they'd practiced before coming here.
"Also, some of the groups have encountered it. None yet have managed to survive." She added, ending with a regretful shake of her head. It felt horrible that she could recall almost all the wolves that had been attacked from times they'd had to talk to Nathaniel, and she knew Nathaniel felt the same thing. The difference was that Nathaniel had come from a background serving in both the world wars, thus he had a much longer list of people fallen which he'd known, and a much different philosophy on such things. Nathaniel knew that many wolves, though he wasn't sure about the group present, feared they would be next. Not he, because he believed that if you were going to die, there wasn't anything to do about it, accept face it with dignity.
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Steven Ludwig Friederike
"Its okay, love, I'll take care of it."
Gabriel Le'Flor
Just give me what I want and we will not have a problem
Liala De'Winters
You only think I'm looking at you
Cordelia Eavan Friederike
"Hmm...what was that? I wasn't paying attention."
Kira Gorbachev
The Russian omega
Aimee Love
"Anyone who can reach you, can heal your or hurt you."
Nicholai Vladislav
The cunning alpha male of Moscow, Russia
Nathaniel Black
TOON TOON BLACK WHITE ARMY
Rachele Fitzroy
My baby is what matters most to me right now, but get in my way and I shall bite you. (pregnant)
Hail Fitzroy
your blood would make a lovely sight to witness indeed. French Magee
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Olivia Harold
I'm a bit older than you. Only a hundred years or so.
Liala De'Winters
You only think I'm looking at you
Volk Karonyak
The Magee of Russia
Gabriel Le'Flor
Just give me what I want and we will not have a problem
Rachele Fitzroy
My baby is what matters most to me right now, but get in my way and I shall bite you. (pregnant)
Nathaniel Black
TOON TOON BLACK WHITE ARMY
Kira Gorbachev
The Russian omega
Faythe Saunders (Faye)
Its alright, just don't get too close. Please?
Nicholai Vladislav
The cunning alpha male of Moscow, Russia
Cordelia Eavan Friederike
"Hmm...what was that? I wasn't paying attention."
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Hail Fitzroy
your blood would make a lovely sight to witness indeed. French Magee
Kira Gorbachev
The Russian omega
Aimee Love
"Anyone who can reach you, can heal your or hurt you."
Volk Karonyak
The Magee of Russia
Gabriel Le'Flor
Just give me what I want and we will not have a problem
Faythe Saunders (Faye)
Its alright, just don't get too close. Please?
Olivia Harold
I'm a bit older than you. Only a hundred years or so.
Aurele Iseult
"Our lives should be spent in the present, not focusing on the future."
Nathaniel Black
TOON TOON BLACK WHITE ARMY
Nicholai Vladislav
The cunning alpha male of Moscow, Russia
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Decided against dialogue for Volk after all. Sorry it took me so long but I've posted :)
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So here I am back!
I like all of your ideas very much! Zane did only post about two times so I was expecting the drop out, Valentine I approve your revamp of his characters though and shall get to changing them around after this!
Spud just doesn't seem to like Volk anymore it seems (queue sigh) so by GM dicatorship I hereby make Volk an NPC for the time being untill 'spud' replies with what he wants to do with the character
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WHERE IS VOLK???? No one can really proceed very far without him. And I was going to post, but I have nothing to say....but tomorrow, if nothing's happened, I will write one. Probably.
Re: [OOC] Werewolf Trouble
Anywho, I'm working on a short response. I really want to keep up activity as much as we can. I'll formally introduce new Kira when Volk arrives. :)