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About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

After hearing about the extensive renovating that had gone in the house, Pat started looking at the place more intently. It was already an odd duck, sandwiched between apartment buildings that way it was, and now to hear that it had a history of some wild residents? He wanted to know more about that commune era, but grilling the landlord just for curiosity's sake didn't seem like a good move. Plus, they wanted less scrutiny on their end so that started with not being too nosy themselves, if the other two weren't going to interrogate then neither was he.

The topic of the sealed windows broke his silence.

"Sealed windows? Don't suppose there's any record of suicides here?" He took a look out the window, the drop not looking bad to him but he also had a few inches on pretty much everybody and he knew how to land. What if there were ghosts? He'd met a lot of different supernaturals in Seattle over the years, but ghosts didn't exactly tend to travel alongside being pretty rare, and for the most part he was okay with that. His sister had met one once, and said the smell was the most unnerving part, couldn't even put a finger on what the smell was exactly, for all the help that had been.

About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

Pat nodded along to the parking spiel, satisfied that there was an answer to a problem that would likely be purely his domain. He stepped back to look up the street, squinting as if he could picture the logistics of his future but really just checked out of the conversation for a few seconds. If the other two were getting along just fine with the guy then Pat didn't have to worry about being a buffer, he was just along for the ride.

Noticing the others disappearing inside, he ducked in after them, catching the end of Lucus' sentence about the basement. An unfinished basement was perfect, he wouldn't have to worry about damaging it and it sounded like Lucus didn't care much about it either.

"You read my mind, Meesh. Now I can stop keeping you guys up with all that grunting next door," he said with a laugh, as if he wasn't being quite literal. His time of the month was harrowing, from the chance of discovery for all of them to his own fear of not being restrained enough, if he had a more secure way of hiding away then it would be a load off all their minds. "How's the bedroom sitch?"

About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

Pat stared at the totem pole of parking signs for the adjacent buildings, started reading the topmost one and immediately gave up. This would be their home soon, they might as well get comfortable, and if someone complained then Arin could pull something with that lawyer of his.

Bumping the right-side tires over the sidewalk, Pat slid the car smoothly in between two bushes flanking the townhouse and caught a glimpse of the other two at the stoop. Between Misha's coziness and Arin's eccentricities, the odd-one-out house with the wild garden fit them in a way that Pat knew none of the other places had. He locked the car and started up the sidewalk, jumping the fence once he reached it, too excited to fiddle with the gate. He was already sold, no need to see the inside when they were so late that Arin could've gotten walled into the basement, and even the half-dead garden in front seemed rosy.

There was enough space to try out the tomato varietals he'd read about, or mess around with some gourds, some sunflowers, some grapes, was a mini vineyard possible? How much space did that take, what were the dimensions here, if there was more space in the back...

Arin's voice broke through the possibilities. It wasn't theirs yet. Jogging up to the entrance, Pat stuck out a hand to the new guy--his name was proving slippery at the moment. "Hello! Had a tight squeeze with the car, the other place had way more of a driveway... But they've got nothing on those windows! They were all arrow slits like they're expecting zombies to come climbing through at night."

About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

Pattie Taras

Patty,Patman, Patty-cake, etc.

"If there'snot enough sugar in my veins, I'll resort to something I don't want to do..."

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Basics

APPARENT AGE: 20s
ACTUAL AGE: 25
HEIGHT: 6'3", 5"7 shoulder height in wolf form
BUILD: Fit, muscled

SEX: M
GENDER: Questioning
PRONOUNS: He/him

RACE(s): Werewolf

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Personality

Very affectionate and his love language is 100% physical touch, comfortable with snuggling up to people within minutes of meeting them. His judgement of people is immediate, no second impressions allowed unless bribed with something, and he holds a deep mistrust for anyone he's found lacking.
He's not one to settle for one thing for long, and so he starts and stops hobbies with abandon, is always chasing the next internship in a random field he read up on and fell down the rabbit-hole of.
Will never miss a chance for a stupid nickname, of anything. They're the supie circle, he's got a new nickname for the others almost every month.

{ Orientation and Status }
Pansexual ─ Panromantic, Poly
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Pining

Appearance

He's the tallest of the roommates, and dresses in the usual norm-core style, baseball caps, jean or leather jackets, and sports hoodies. He has dirty-blond curly hair, and a slouch that sticks around from his regular time of the month. He's never without a tumbler that says "I'm not me without my coffee". He has brown skin and a perpetual stubble that disappears only briefly when he feels too shaggy and it triggers a wolfish feel even in his human body.

In werewolf form, he's a dark grey wolf.

History

He grew up with plenty of sisters and brothers, some of whom were actually his cousins but they all lived on one farm at the end of the road so it was a matter of semantics. He went to school in the small town nearby, their nocturnal activities kept under the cover of the wild game reserve their property backed up to and with so much space to roam and let their animal instincts free, there weren't many accidents that couldn't be explained away as once in a blue moon.

When he met Arin, he could smell that something wasn't the same as with his other classmates but he'd never met another supernatural that wasn't some tangent of shapeshifter. So Pat chalked it up to the circles Arin ran in, not quite the jocular jocks Pat was used to with the soccer and lacrosse teams. But when he found his teammates holding Arin down ready to have their fun, he jumped in to give them a piece of his mind, and a piece of his fists of course. After being thrown off the teams for 'violent tendencies', he was more than happy to pitch his tent with Arin's group instead, though it took a while for them to warm up to him and his normie style. They rubbed off on him over the years though.

He wasn't in the same AP or Honor classes in high school as Arin and Misha, being less interested in studying subjects that weren't of, well, interest to him. After Arin spilled his secret though, he chalked it up to how friend-shaped Misha was and accepted him into the "supie" circle.

Content to mess around on his laptop when he's low-energy, his pet project is creating a network of supernaturals across the country, though he's also anal about the security for it since it would be so dangerous in the wrong hands.

He was psyched to live together with his bros but he feels he's had the hardest time dealing with life in the city. He takes long runs every day, hoping to burn off all his energy and escape the constant acrid smells for a while, and has taken to sleeping with earplugs in a thick cocoon of weighted blankets.

He works at a sports complex as a personal trainer, but he's currently trying to get an apprenticeship at a butcher's.

About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

Werewolf friend of the main trio and ghost sis are still open, but secondary and supporting characters are just as welcomed!

@Baphomini

I'll work on a werewolf then
Also sincere condolences for your loss, that's a tough time.

About the New Guy [a dramedy of supernatural antics between roomies]

Hi! Is there room for one more?