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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2018 23:14:17 GMT
Ever since she'd met and talking to Remy, Anja had been thinking about a few things they discussed. Mostly, she was curious about the club for one, it had been a little while since she'd actually enjoyed a night of fun, dancing and just letting loose. Plus if the Pride had it, perhaps she could arrange a meeting with the Rex and or Regina about gaining an alliance. Of course, her three members were thinking about coming, but in the end it was only Anja that would go for now. She didn't wish nor want to make the Pride think it was a threat being made. Which her three understood, she made a promise they would all go again another time, if things didn't go south with the Pride of course. Not that she was expecting it too. LA was certainly interesting and she was glad they'd decided to come there from San Francisco. Anja just hoped that soon once things were more established, she'd gain more members, more wolves would come to the city and they could build a big family. That was for another time to thinking about though as she got ready, which didn't take too long. Anja didn't take forever to look like a dream when she was done. Licking her lips some softly with one last glance, she let the others know if they needed to call or text her and she'd be back as quick as possible. Otherwise, she'd see and talk to them later if not the next morning. Before she headed down to the street for her car, the four of them for now in a small house till Anja found something better that would truly work for the pack. Reaching her baby she smiled slipping behind the wheel and starting her up. The purr from her 67 Camero SS made her smile so wide before pulling out and heading in the direction she'd come to find the club to be. And after a short time she was pulling into the parking lot, finding a spot and took it, with a glance to the place once she turned off, locked and was heading to thed door. The place seemed nice and from the parking lot indeed popular. Showing an id once she was at the door before walking inside, her shields locked up, though she knew small drops of power slipped out, but nothing that would show alarm. Sapphire eyes taking in as she moved the inside, that smile still gracing her lips deciding for the moment to head for the bar. Outfit |
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 12, 2018 0:01:08 GMT
As only a few lucky r unlucky souls knew he was the actual master of the city it feed Cappie to wander to and fro like a ranging predator. He was but it was a double blind as most people living and dead were rarely honest with themselves. As such he an itch for a certain someone and he’d heard she very well might be amongst the Pride these days so he found himself here in Veritas. Pressing the flesh and mingling with all the finest riff and the most celebrated raff. In other words his sort of folk.
Posted near the bar toying attractions he smirked as the lovely pink haired wolf entered. Well, well he thought a new lycanthrope and clearly of some strength who’d yet to introduce herself. He chuckled if he was as Nicholas he would have a fit as it stood he would simply have fun. After all what was the point in being the boss if one didn’t enjoy themselves.
Most would make a smooth approach appearing out of nowhere and attempting to sway with sauve subtle slyness. While he could if he chose. He didn’t instead he grabbed the bartenders attention ordering one of whatever she was drinking and as she brought it to her he raised his glass and yelled loud enough and with enough projection to be heard, “Oi heres mud in your eye.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 0:26:16 GMT
As she approached the bar, she slipped onto one of the stools and flagged down the bartender to give her a whiskey. Looking around and trying to feel out some for the lions. Though she was picking up on a few various scents about the club itself, however, the faint scent that was approaching the bar was interesting and not one she expected. It appeared the Pride was on good standings with the local Kiss and just cause the Mayor was a vampire wouldn't necessarily mean that. Still she pushed it aside, the vampire wasn't who she was hoping to possible catch this evening.
Although when the tender came over with the glass the sudden voice had her pausing, mid sip to look over in the direction and arching a brow at the male. His toast was interesting and she exhaled. Realizing he was the vampire she smelled and merely lifted her glass away from her lips in reply before taking a sip finally. Unsure why he was doing this, but she was going to be polite at least. Exhaling as she enjoyed that burn, clicking the tongue ring against the back of her teeth as she held the glass down on the counter.
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 12, 2018 2:54:53 GMT
Playing it cool not likely. It was no point in silently taking a toast. Of course she probably had offers of drinks all the time. He pfft a strand of hair out of his face. Well fuck and then some he thought. Focusing on the new wolfstress he summoned his aura constricting it down to her. Occluding (OOCly - Occlusion under Vamp abilities) her vision and hearing so as one watching might assume she had too much to drink. And he waited as symptoms took over he made his move sliding next to her and helping her out of the club.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 18:44:41 GMT
He was exactly right, she did get offers of drinks all the time and not even half of them got very far with the she-wolf either. Vampires while she didn't out right hate them, just weren't her thing really and he wasn't the first of their kind to do the drink route with her. She was at least polite in acknowledging him on the drink, but she really wasn't in the mood to deal with his kind. They most often were with their own agenda's, tricks even and she just didn't need it especially given she'd only been in the city maybe two days if that. Yes she came to the club to try and see about speaking with the Pride leaders, but it was also to just get out and enjoy herself at a club, lord knows it had been far to long.
So as she sat quietly (on her first drink XD), her vision and hearing seemed to suddenly shift on her and she shook her head a little. It made her feel as if she was drunk and she held her head trying to shake the feeling. Gripping the edge of the bar so she could stand only to feel as if her legs would go out from under her and then an arm was there suddenly around her and helping to guide her out.
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 12, 2018 21:17:48 GMT
Cappie was not one to be ignored. It was in his book rude and deserving a polite rebuke. After all he very rarely hid his aura. Even rarer still did he bother to interact with anyone there was a balance to the insanity if his unlife. Part of which was as much as he hated the idea of it he had fom dealing with the arcadians taken on some of their characteristics. If someone went out of the way to notice you it was the height of rudeness to not pay notice of them. But as he knew most people had grown ruder. He was as forgiving as he could be. No he would not take a pound of flesh or even a pint or two. He would simply make it easier for her to return the effort in kind.
“There ya are lass. Perhaps ya couldn’t kin what I was after inside. But out here we can clearly here one another. Oh that’s right,” he said as he unshaded her eyes and cleared her hearing. “ I’m Aloysius the Master of the City and ye’re?”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 22:08:40 GMT
Did he wish a verbal reply? Well he was being too damn picky, she'd raised her glass and nodded to him, who the hell said she had to be vocal to someone? This vampire really needed his head examined. Of course, at the moment she was unable to really think for the moment and really couldn't complain on the help she was currently getting. Wanted or not aside. Still trying to figure out what the hell had happened to her, especially since she'd barely even finished one drink yet and it took alot to make her even close to this current status.
So imagine her surprise when once outside, everything was returned to normal and she was standing next to the vampire from inside. Catching some of his speech and her eyes narrowed a little even as he introduced himself. This was the Mayor, the Master of the City? Well Anja wasn't impressed at all and thanks to his actions he'd loss some points with her. Brushing herself off some, "Anja Freyr. Ulfreya of the Månens Hjerte Pack and not particularly thrilled by your tactics." Her arms crossing as she stood looking at him with less than a thrilled expression.
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 12, 2018 23:02:30 GMT
Cappie raised a brow as she spoke. Ten points to Gryffindor for bravery and negative twenty for continued rudeness. "That makes two of us unpleased then now doesn’t it lass. Not particularly fond of indirectness or being ignored. Tis rude to boot. If someone speaks ta ya the least ya could do is return the favor. A nonverbal response is well yer not old enough to understand but still no excuse." Sipping the drink he’d walked out with he sat the empty cup down on a nearby car.
“So now that that’s out of the way miss ulfreya, ya wish to stay or ya wish to pass through.” He asked only her intentions as he hadn’t decided whether he liked her as an addition to city. It was always better to be nice polite and kind first as there was always time to respond poorly afterwards. He wasn’t sure she was worth the time speaking to as he might just decide to kill her sooner or later. He liked form and function to match hers did not. Giving was respect was seldom anyones firsts steps but in light of true authority it should be somewhere in the play book. He was deciding whether her forthrightness was a further slap to the face and while the drink could be considered an accidental offense continuing on the same thread would be a purposeful one.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2018 23:29:57 GMT
As he spoke, she stood there looking at him pursing her lips a little, the sudden click of the silver ring on her tongue against her teeth heard as she debated cursing the asshole out or not. "Well not every woman wants some random male trying to be slick and cool with the whole drink offer. While gesture was nice I don't go starting up conversations with every random Tom, Dick and Harry that does that. So instead of taking offense you might of taken the hint I wasn't interested and found another woman who was more than happy to come chat." Anja was trying, she was trying to be nice. "But as it where, we're talking now."
Watching the glass, empty glass be set on the random car and exhaled some before he asked her about staying or passing through. "We're staying." Those sapphire hues watching him almost curiously, but thanks to his earlier actions she still wasn't thrilled with the MoTC at the moment.
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 13, 2018 0:26:18 GMT
Crossing his arms across his chest leaning against the hood of the car as relaxed as if he were watching a modern television program. He held no reservation that in truth he was looking for a reason she should even have this much of his time. So far the attitude apparent in her mannerisms definitely a product of her time and upbringing. He merely waited for her to cross that line.
"I didnae approach, I didnae use a come on. If your womanhood was all I wanted there are always professionals to rely on who aren’t as problematic. And its not about you being come on, its simple respect for respects sake as if ya want it ya have to give it. Not everyone needs nor cares about being liked or wanted and wee thing ya are doesn’t mean everyone wants what ya’ve. Again yor too young ta understand but its still no excuse. "
He smirked as the difference of mind and word was a very real and true thing. He couldn’t understand the tendencies of would be leaders feeling they could do as they pleased. As they were the final say for their clans he and every other Master was the final say for their city. Specifically the preternatural community. If they could respect without being managed how would they expect their own to do so. Biases, prejudices, and rebelliousness only taught that it was okay for there would be charges to do and hold the same. "That we are. Now aren’t we. Course perhaps we aren’t speaking the same language after all… Perhaps ye can try and explaining how things happened where ya from previously."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 2:20:00 GMT
Exhaling long and slowly she let her mind relax once more even as he spoke in reply to her words and shook her head some. They were not going to agree on this at all so what was the point in arguing. "Let's just agree to disagree on this argument and move on cause it's clear neither of us will back from how own views and that is it. But as an end to this, Respect isn't just given freely its earned." Her tone had shifted and she was alot calmer now if he even noticed. Anja was done arguing with this vampire. Reaching up to brush some loose strands of hair back behind her ear, shifting a little where they stood and tilted her head once more.
"If your meaning the community, for one no place I've been ever had a Master Mayor who had say on all supernaturals. The ones I've known and heard of keep to their Kiss only even associating if its for their group or are sought by one of the other groups for a particular reason. But that is of course here in the US. If your asking from another countries perspective, well where I'm from there was no Kiss at least not that I heard of or seen."
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 13, 2018 4:27:28 GMT
He chuckled deeply his arms rising and falling in rhythm with his borderline raucous laughter. Head back and sighing. He good naturedly in appreciation for the laugh went on.
"That’s a very nice turn of phrase agree to disagree. It makes absolutely no sense at all if we didn’t agree makes no nevermind whether we agree or not. "
He raised a brow as he processed the truth of her words. She really didn’t know what was taking place. He shook his head at the fact he would be the one to uncover her eyes and show her how things work. He hoped she would take the advice in his words. This was truly the way things worked and f she bucked the system it would buck back, hard and it would definitely hurt.
"Where ye’ve been is clearly behind the times by several hundred centuries maybe more. There is no major city in the entirety of the world without a master decides who remains in their city. The fact ye’ve never dealt with the true preternatural world I will give ye a small allowance."
He gave her a few moments to absorb the truth of things and really see how far out on a limb she was. The world was not as she’d experienced. It was a lot to take in. He actually almost felt for her. Yet not enough to truly consider removing her as her ignorance could be a detriment to herself and her people.
“So lass hers the law of the land the Kiss is the top of the preternatural pyramid. Next are the Clans of Lycanthropy, Shifters and Merrow. Then the Witches and mortal preternaturals. Outside of all that in their own scale of things are the Arcadians, the Fae or changelings depending on how ye please to offend. And they are from top down the Sidhe, the host, and all the rest. According to the myths me maker told me even outside those hidden folk are another scale of Dragons and such. There are rules of course and consequences for crossing the lines. Ye’ve not known or been laboring under the wrong notions as to the truth of the world. In short the top decides what is right and the others keep things running. Its how things and done. It depends on the chaos of those in charge hence why every place has its own feel to them.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2018 10:42:59 GMT
That sudden laughter had her a little unsure, watching him closely before he finally spoke and she sighed, shaking her head and pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment. Those sapphire hues closing as she tried to just settle herself once more from the frustration. Right now she no longer felt the desire to even be there and that was a little annoying, cause she'd not been out like this in awhile. Seems that pattern was back and she frowned a little, then just shook her head and looked back up at her unfortunate companion for the time being. Gritting her teeth she inhaled and exhaled soft and slowly. "I truly hate to break it to you, but from where I come from vampires haven't been seen or heard for centuries let alone ruling. Clearly things are different in the US however, so I will give you that." It was the truth his kind weren't and hadn't been seen or heard in Norway for ages. The states however.
It might of been different, if the male wasn't so arrogant and snobbish about the whole thing. So his kind was the ruling factor, didn't mean you acted as he was about it. But que sera, sera whatever will be, will be she supposed. Feeling as if she was getting a headache and rubbed her fingers along her forehead a moment while he spoke not even sure how to respond to that. So after a few seconds finally asked. "So what is it your wishing of me right now? Though seeing as we are going to be talking awhile, may we please go back inside or something. Instead of just standing around out here." Tilting her head curiously having a feeling he was wanting something from her, guessing she wasn't going to be not be able to deal with him. It appeared she'd have too, so she'd deal with it. Hey she was asking nicely, she just didn't like standing around especially in heels and having another drink, hopefully without the unwanted side-affects would be nice.
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Post by Aloysius on Mar 13, 2018 23:11:57 GMT
Shaking his head as if he were speaking to a petulant child. Which in terms of knowledge he very much was. She didn't understand the way of things and even when given the way insisted as to the nature of the world she'd not opened her eyes to.
There was a chestnut if an aphorism often trotted out about leading a horse to water and not being able to make it drink. Well Cappie knew that wasn't exactly accurate. You very well could. Simply hold its head under until it needed air. Course most weren't strong enough to drown a horse. He was and was very much considering doing just that.
For some strange far too humane reason he chose not to do so yet. First would be learning all there were to her. No sense in making someone disappear if he'd have to deal with family, friends, loved ones questioning crying and making a muck of things.
If she wouldnt learn the easy way th3n hard it would be. No hunting, no land licenses, no aid until she tied the line. For while rude this far she could in some small minded way say he was at fault. Shed cry the evil vampire struck without warning, I didn't know woe is me.
No he would mitigate that argument. Raising a finger he retrieved his phone from his pocket calling Nicholas.
"Here's the thing not I'm standing here front of the lions club with a pink haired wolf." He gave a neat for that to sink in. Chiming back up before questions were begun.
"Nay, listen. She doesn't know protocol poor wee thing was ill instructed. As such until further notice she is person non-grata until she gets it. Aye starting now spread the word anything more than education she is ta be shunned. Aye yes thats it entirely. Good man. "
Turning back to her slipping his phone away. "No death hunt dear. But I'll nae be called a liar nor affronted even as nicely as ye did it. And of course he can head back in and finish for evening. I'll be off now any of the other leaders will gladly fill ye in on whats necessary. Enjoy for time." Leaping and away by the winds he left her there to ponder what his edict would mean.
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Post by Harold Blaidd on Mar 14, 2018 23:07:05 GMT
Harry entered dropping the carcass on the island counter top. He’d precleaned it the meat but it was time for the butchering of it. Cursing as his phone went off. He sighed moved to the sink washed his hands of the blood then checked the message.
Fuck. Fuck and then some. Some one had managed to piss off the master of the city and it seemed to be a wolf no less. Having been on the rotten end of the Mayor’s ill graces he lowered his head thinking of what could be done. All in all not much he personally could do.
But she was a wolf and the had to mean something. Cursing like there was no tomorrow he snatched the carcass and threw it into the walkin freezer. Quickly rewashing hishands arms and chest he threw on a shirt and headed for shoes. Grabbing his trucks keys he drove into the city proper his shields open and scent blaring he was searching for the wolfstress.
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