Time: Afternoon
Location: Alexei's, Ember Grove
Mentions: @Pink Khione Vivian and @Potter Nikolaus

Alexander watched Vivian leave the pool table for the bar. He found his gaze lingering on her feminine form and looked to the pool table with a small smile. It had been a while since intimately shared a woman's company… Unfortunately, Vivian would not do. She was lesser despite her skills as a billiards player. He knew in time he would surpass her and then perhaps find another use for her. However, the purpose she would serve was not up to him. Warden Amarante chose who went where based on her evaluation. Would she be suitable as one of his kind or simply new livestock?

His smile died quickly as he pondered and also overheard the voice of a newcomer greeting Vivian. Definitely not here next time. Alexander moved around the table and stared at each ball he could strike. He nodded to the solid ball he could most likely sink. He leaned in, aimed, and shot… the eight ball right into a corner pocket. Success! Now to wait on Vivian to return before continuing.

Time: Morning -> Late Morning
Location: The Dump / Holiday Inn Furry Convention
Interaction: @aimstar Scott
Mentions: @Helo Fadoraman @Milkman Doggie
BGM:PLEASE CLICK AND LISTEN WHILE YOU READ!!!

With the pizza gone, and Angel fed she kept skating on the road with a huge grin on her face. The morning’s garbage truck started to pass only to pull over to the side of the road. As Remy caught up to them and started to talk to the two guys hanging on the back of it.

“HEY! Max and Mat! What’s up?” Remy greeted them.
“Hey Remy! Going to the dump?” They said in unison in a heavy NY accent
“Yep! I got to sew some things and need material!” She said while eyeballing the open half of the truck, “What's that guys?”
“Oh there's some Furry Convention going on at the Holiday Inn, I don't know what they do with all this N₂O canisters or all these diapers and I don't think I wanna know.”Mat told her.
“What’s a Furry?”She asked.
“Some people who change into animals as wolves or something. I don't know.”Max replied.
“OH I MET SOME WOLFS THE OTHER DAY! They were really cool. I wish I was one too. I got more things to make at the dump now thanks guys! Can you guys let me ride with you there?”
“Of course Remy, that's why we stopped, it was bound to be where you were going.”Max said.
“Thanks guys! I really appreciate you doing this!”Remy exclaimed.
“Ah, fuhgeddaboutit”Mat said with a juicy snort.

With that, Remy started to hold onto the bumper of the truck and started to skate behind it. As she finally made it to the dump, she skated in through the gate and started digging through the pile of gold. She found so much old clothes and fabric everywhere. Bliss. She spent all the morning sewing 3 things: a new outfit for herself, a bear onesie hoodie, a elastic fanny bag for Finn, and ten-gallon cowboy hat for Elias for the next time she sees them all.

Oh yeah, the Furry convention, I should go check that out. She got on her skateboard and left the dump, skating all the way to the Holiday Inn with her onesie on. Entering the front door to be shown to a whole new world.

Werewolves are openingly walking around, and Werelizads? I didn't even know that was a thing. I should probably scout this place out. Plus if I report this in OPH will just come in and wipe them all out, some of them are babies still even in their diapers.

That's when Remy heard a loud howl. She got on all fours and started to gallop to the sound trying to stay in character, and plus she thought it would be fun to gallop on all fours. Then the whole hotel started to howl. She still knew where the first sound came from and continued there. An electric purple werewolf came charging out a door, and Remy bumped straight into him.

“HOOOOWLLLLLLLLL”
“HEY I'M REMY! Woahhh, you have an awesome tail, I never seen a tail like yours before. I just met a few nice doggies the other day. Are you a nice doggy?”

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The absurdity of the situation of the situation did well to divert his mind and attention away from last night. He would rather pretend it didn't happen at all. Nothing else happened except a wonderful date that went exactly as planned with the lovely Sorrel. And Finn? Well it wouldn't be the wildest night he had ever had before. Keep talking. Do not let the mind rest "Grazie! Volfango aims to please!" He said out loud with a grin at Finn's remark. Volfango was rather proud of his modest culinary skills as he often had to make his younger siblings dinner because their parents were often busy. The other guest was very easy on the eyes, however he was a guest of Sorrel's and it would be rather impolite to flirt under her roof.

His eyes watched Sorrel as she moved further into the apartment, working the cooking station with dexterous precision. As her cheeks turned red, Volfango couldn't help but smile knowing that the other two heads were spinning. He perked up as he heard the hastily spoken word "Do not stress, beautiful Sorrel! It is natural to wish to see Volfango in all his glory!" He boasted from the kitchen as he began finishing up "Volfango, however, will wear such a considerate gift with pride." He took brief glances at the two as he cooked, not wanting to serve anything less than his best!

He nodded firmly, twirling a butter knife in his hand "Then Volfango shall make them fit for a queen!" It was impossible for Volfango to imagine himself as that huge creature last night, full of rage and power. The power. It was almost intoxicating and he could feel its remnants in his fingertips as he made the last parts of the breakfast. Everything Volfango knew about the world was slowly collapsing around him, was it his fate to be some uncontrollable beast? How did he know for sure that he wouldn't turn on friends and family? The encroaching thought that slipped through his web of distractions caused him to nearly miss Sorrel's question "Voflango would love to down a glass of milk." He answered back as he finished at last with his magnificent breakfast.

"It is Voflango's delight to present the gorgerous Sorrel and the handsome Finn with a breakfast guaranteed to blow the mind. Volfango made sure to give Finn extra sausage and ham." He gestured to the finished dishes with flair, no hint of doubt in his voice.

Once arriving at the bar, she was greeted by both Elias and the guest he was serving, a man who introduced himself as Nick and seemed very friendly right off the bat. She admitted she didn’t dislike his apparent eagerness. A sly smile tugged at her lips in response. “Likewise. I’m Viv, short for Vivian.”

Elias’ remark about the kool-aid made Vivian laugh, though she quickly stopped herself out of paranoia that her beneficiary might've decided to walk closer to the bar. Alexander remained at the pool table, however, when Vivian shot her head around for a quick check, feeling a sense of relief right after. She leaned in closer to Elias and spoke at a softer volume. “Yeah, no kidding, sounds like people who move there get indoctrinated in something or other.” A smile painted on her face again, now taking on a sarcastic tone. “He promised me they don’t chop people up in basements though, so that’s really fucking reassuring.”

Vivian walked around Eli and reached for the whiskey on the higher shelves of the bar and decided to grab the tequila too. “Since I’m already here, I’ll just pour myself some of this.” She set an old fashioned glass and shot glass on the bar, filling the former with ice. With a bottle of liquor in each hand, she poured the whiskey in the iced glass and the tequila in the other. Vivian immediately took the shot of tequila then and there, and placed the used cup in the sink. After putting away the alcohol to their respective shelves, she picked up her glass of whiskey and took a sip. “I love the taste of free.” She gestured towards Nick and whispered, “Drinks are all on that guy back there today, so go wild. Anyway, see you later, boys.”

Upon returning to the pool table, she noticed the placement of the balls differed from when she left. “Hey, looks like you made your move-” Oh. Vivian couldn’t help but chuckle once she realized what was different about the table. She set her drink down on the ledge, “It appears it’s my win! I should have mentioned this earlier, my bad. If you pocket the eight ball before all the others it’s an instant loss. How about a round 2?”

Time: Afternoon
Location: Alexei's, Ember Grove
Interactions: @Pink Khione Vivian

Alexander's eyes were peering at his cellphone before he looked up to see Vivian coming his way. He returned his phone to his pocket as Vivian broke the bad news to him. He had lost in minutes, but he kept up a warm demeanor.

"Really? What an interesting rule." He responded with a chuckle. As Vivian asked about another round, Alexander let loose a sigh. "I'm afraid I cannot… Now, I would love to keep playing and getting to know you, Vivian, but I have a pressing matter I have to tend to." Alexander nodded his head towards the money that had been sitting on the table with a grin. "All yours… Next time I'll pick you up. From here if it's okay with you?" Alexander wanted Vivian to be as comfortable as possible while at the same time having control over her transportation to and from New Paeonia.

Despite being human, Vivian was excellent company and her casual approach was endearing to the old wealthy vampire. It was interactions like these that made him forget about war, Operation Humanity, hunters, Trotter, and even the deaths of his siblings.

Time: Morning--->Afternoon
Location: Witches Brew---->Home
Interaction: @FunnyGuy Alexander
Mention: @Pink Khione Vivian
Vibes: ”Sing you a lullaby where you die at the end.”

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The rest of the morning was hell for Maeve as she had to deal with EGPD to report the breakin at her shop and the dead person in there. She’d sent poor Hazel home as soon as the police told her she could and also informed her to take the rest of the week off as the girl was pretty traumatized. In fact, Maeve just decided to text all her employees to let them know that the shop would be closed for the week, however she still told them they’d all get paid as if they had worked that week. She wasn’t sure how long it was going to take the police to do their investigation, but she was willing to bet it would be at least a couple of days before someone stepped in and swept it all under the rug.

Finally late morning came around and they told her she was allowed to head home, which she was grateful for as she was in need of a bath and some good whiskey. As she was getting into her car she took notice of a VHS tape that was sitting in her passenger seat. She picked it up curiously, but then she saw her name written on it and she immediately knew who it was from. ”Damn Alexander, are you really that old that you don’t know how to use a phone to record things?” She mumbled to herself with a shake of her head as she realized she was now going to have to find a tape player. This thought seemed to just irritate her more because it meant she’d likely have to go to Goodwill and it always smells like mothballs and death in there. Such cruel and unusual punishment Alexander was putting her through.

Finally by the afternoon she’d found one of those small tv tape player combos and made it home. In the process she also informed some of her higher ups in her coven of what had happened and asked them to keep their eyes open for anything unusual. Now she was home and as she entered the large house she was greeted by her familiar, Todd, and one of several coven members that lived on the property with her. ”Ah Oskar, would you be a doll and retrieve the tv out of my car and set it up somewhere in my bathroom where I can watch it while taking a bath?” She asked him as she took her shoes off.

”Sure thing Maeve. Want me to start the bath too?” He asked as he moved to head outside.

”Only if you want to Oskar. You really are a doll.” She said with a grin as she moved and kissed his cheek before heading for the kitchen. Todd followed her and seemed to give her a look as she began pouring herself some whiskey in a glass. ”Oh don’t look at me that way, it’s been a long day already and I deserve this.” How a fox could look so judgemental was beyond Maeve, but Todd seemed to pull it off well.

Once she had what she wanted she headed to her bathroom and was impressed to see that Oskar had even started her a bubble bath along with a fire. She’d definitely have to thank him later for going the extra mile. She put the tape into the tv and settled into the bath. She sipped on her whiskey as she watched Alexander come on screen, beginning things by apologizing for her shop. She chuckled at the mention of her body count and shook her head. In fact, the entire video was entertaining to her. As in cut off she sighed and began contemplating what her next move would be.

As she finished off her whiskey her phone vibrated and she grabbed it. The message that greeted her was quite intriguing. It appeared to be at Alexei’s bar and there in the photo was Alexander playing billiards with a young woman. So he really did decide on learning billiards as his new hobby. She thanked her spy before she decided to send Alexander a video of her own. Using her magic she held her phone aloft as she hit the record button, still sitting there in the bath. ”My dearest Alexander, perhaps I should begin with thanking you for the apology. Perhaps I did go a bit overboard this morning, but you can only imagine the anger I felt walking into my shop wrecked and having Shay written on things after I specifically told you last night I knew of no Shay. Plus I’ve had to close the shop down for the week as investigations happen and put good employees out of a job until I can open again. It’s just all very frustrating.” She began with an annoyed sigh. Todd came over and dropped a towel on the ledge beside her which she proceeded to grab while standing up. She kept the video angled so nothing could really be seen as she wrapped the towel around herself.

”I must say that is a neat little trick you’ve got, quite useful I’m sure. Have you ever wondered, though, why I’ve never made much of a fuss over you taking some witches?” She began again as she made her way into a very large closet filled with clothing. She kept the phone floating and angled as she proceeded to put on her undergarments. ”The first man, Daniel Stout, he was accused two years ago of using dark magic after his wife mysteriously died and the cause of death was deemed to be the use of dark magic.” She now set the phone down on one of the shelves, getting tired of using her magic to hold it in the air. While it was a simple trick it still used some concentration and she’d rather focus on picking out an outfit now. The phone was still recording as she walked around the room, looking through her clothes and trying to decide on what to wear.

”The next girl, Renee White, was caught trying to cast a love spell on one of my right hand men. Turns out she was trying to get close to me in order to try and enslave me with one of her dark spells.” She pulled out a short red dress and a black polkadot dress, holding both of them up against herself while looking in the mirror. ”I could give you the names of every person you showed me and what they’d been accused of.” She settled on the red dress and slipped it on before turning back around. ”Well other than that last man. Him I didn’t know. Quite an interesting fellow though if I do say so myself.” She said as she pondered it for a minute before walking back over to the phone and picking it up.

”But you see there is a purpose as to why I didn’t stop you from taking them. Thank you for sufficiently punishing them for their crimes. I do very much appreciate it.” She smirked at the camera a bit and winked.

”Congratulations, by the way, on finding someone to teach you billiards. She really is a pretty little thing. I hope you don’t plan on doing any harm to her.” She moved over to a vanity and sat down as she pulled out some red lipstick and began applying it.

”Oh and one more thing, you should really learn how to use a phone, love. It’s no longer the dark ages, it’s way easier to send a video this way. I had to go out to stupid Goodwill and buy a VHS player, so thank you for that. Now I’ll always have that little momentum to remember you by. Tootles.” She blew a kiss at the camera before ending the recording and then sending the video to him. Now she had to decide what she wanted to do for the rest of the day. Perhaps she’d go out to dinner this evening and enjoy some live music.

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Lucius glanced over his shoulders at the two people that entered the diner, their steps and movements in general carried a certain weight that betrayed their causal looks. The red-head seems disinterested in everyone else in the establishment...no, rather no one prompted her to react. The woman next to her, however, scanned the room with tension in her shoulders until she saw whatever she needed to see...or lack thereof...and continued along with the red-head. If Lucius hadn't already engaged in a conversation, he might have tried to make an impression. A portion of egg and a piece of jellied toast made its way to his mouth, its flavor was acceptable but nothing that he hadn't ever tasted before. Even so, he feigned contentment so as to not drawn any more attention to his true behavior.

Mentally he sighed as Emelie asked him about his meal. It was a rather cute trick to hide the spell casting with the tea cup, but while he might be old his hearing was quite perceptive. After all, its far easier to deal with witch or warlock when you can hear the spell they are casting. He had wished his hearing was as good as it was now when he was trudging through the thick woods of Germania. Credit where it was due, the Gauls understood how to set ambushes and use fear to their advantage "It really hits the spot y'know? I'm not sure how it compares to Ylva's though. How about yours, Millie? Those pancakes look pretty good." He continued to eat after a light chuckle. While he admitted her previous trick was a tad clever, staring him down trying to pull anything out was not. Disappointing. His attention, however, was grabbed by Ylva speaking about his state of health. It seemed the guard dog wished to bark.

The edges of his lips trembled as he kept eye contact with Ylva, the smile on his face appearing to weaken "Sorry, its just..." Somberness once again crept into this voice, hesitation settling in as if there was something he didn't want to talk about "Its just that I remembered something that happened to me recently..." He took a deep breath, trying to pick up the pieces of his smile but it lacked the brightness he had started with, as if having him to try and explain why caused him to recall that fictitious event even more. He tried to shake off whatever trauma that had been brought up "I'm alright, really! I can't wait to finish my food so we can see the town. I hope you'll tell us a story of where you come from, Ylva!" What should have been an emotional roller-coaster, would appear as nothing to Emelie's spell and he hoped she would read it as such. There was one truth, he was eager to finish his breakfast and see what more he could learn.

The waiter soon collected two menus and waved the girls forward. Angel made a visible face for a few seconds once she noticed the waiter was walking the duo to sit right behind the three she had previously noted. She managed not to groan which she decided she was proud of herself for. As the waiter set the menus on the table, she folded her arms, impatiently waiting. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed some pink-haired chick dressed staring at them from her seat. She looked like she was dressed to either go to church or welcome her husband home in a 50s sitcom. Angel immediately turned to glare her down until the girl shrunk away from her gaze.

Who the hell dyes their hair pink anyway?

She then took a seat, glad to not be able to see anything but the tops of the heads of the group. Unfortunately, she'd have to get vocal snippets of whatever dumb conversation they were having. Angel would talk to Shay about the important stuff, but first, food. She had devoured the pizza Remy had given her, but that had just been the appetizer. Angel opened the menu with a silent determination without saying another word yet to Shay. She was on a mission.



Millie smiled wide like a pleased child when her head was patted. The girl called her a little bunny and Millie decided right then and there that she really liked Ylva. Especially under the empathy spell that was still rolling, she could tell that Ylva was genuine and a good person. Millie was really happy to find such a wonderful girl to be her friend. Excitement overcame her as she began to daydream of going shopping together and painting each other's nails. They could throw big sleepover bashes and everything. Millie had heard Ylva state that she had thought Luke had sounded strange and to be frank, Millie was not surprised.

Luke was a liar and she was on to him. He did not deserve to talk to Ylva.

She watched as he sighed, asking about her pancakes. But this time, she could catch some emotion from him. It felt like he had just been let down in some way as if something he had expected to happen had not been fulfilled. Millie wondered what was going on in his head. She gave two thumbs up with a big smile after only a slight pause. "Oh they're lovely." She told him, taking another delicate bite.

Luke ended up replying to Ylva's questioning by explaining he had recently gone through something. It was excellent acting and Millie's heart would have hurt thinking of his pain he had endured if she had based it on his words and expressions. However, there was no emotion coming from him despite all the sadness he portrayed. Millie wondered how this could be. There was no way her magic was wrong; she trusted it more than she trusted people. The only reasonable option was that he was a fraud.

This was all the more reason for Millie to get closer to him. Lying was a game Millie could play very well. She smiled and rubbed his shoulder without hesitation, "Oh Luke. Please don't be sorry. I can tell whatever happened is causing you great pain and I am here if you ever need to talk. You don't need to lie and say you're okay if you're not." An empathetic, genuine expression came over her face. Millie was used to lying. It came naturally at this point and the two probably would not pick up on any signs of it. "If you need a hug, please let me know."

Movement from the other side of the diner caught her attention and she spotted the two girls coming down to be seated right behind them. They were both really pretty girls so Millie could not help but stare a moment with a pang of jealousy. She put so much effort into her appearance and these girls pulled off casual beauty like it was easy. However, Millie's thoughts of their looks were washed away as the redhead glared at her with what Millie thought was the force of all Hell. Millie averted her gaze quickly, wondering what her problem was and why she was so scary.

Time:
Location: Ember Grove Park
Interactions: @princess Millie @Ithradine Helene @HowlsOfWinter Veronika
Mentions: N/A
Vibes: ”I’m feeling godly.”

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Marius had awoken early as his thirst for blood was beginning to really bother him. While he enjoyed indulging Millie by eating the meals she prepared, they did nothing to truly sustain him. Human food hadn’t been all that satisfying since a long time ago, but it was fun to try and enjoy at times. Now, however, he needed to find the one thing that would satisfy him and kept him from draining Millie of all her blood.

It hadn’t been hard to locate a victim as he walked past the clubs of the town. There was a young woman who was forcibly being kicked out of Trance, obviously still drunk as a skunk. There were some nice enough to ask her if she had someone coming to pick her up or if she needed a cab and Marius grinned at the perfect opportunity. ”There you are! Seriously you spent another night here? Seems like you didn’t get too lucky either. Come on let’s get you home.” He moved over and quickly put his arm around her to steady her. She looked up at him in confusion, but before she could say anything he thanked the bouncers and started leading her off.

”You say I didn’t get lucky, but it sure looks like I did.” The girl said with a giggle, her words slurring as she looked up at Marius.

”Is that so?” He responded while giving her a smirk, but continued on. The girl went about rambling about this and that, occasionally telling him how hot he was and Marius just let her as he led her off into the woods. She didn’t even seem to notice they were going into the woods until they were quite far away from any civilization. She began to look around, the slightest hint of worry now crossing her face.

”Hey wait a second, where are we?”

”A special place. I thought you wanted to have some fun?” Somehow these words wiped away that worry and she was now grinning seductively at him as she moved in and kissed him. He allowed it for a second before moving down to her neck, planting kisses there which caused her to lean her head back and moan. The moan soon turned into a shocked gasp, however, as Marius sunk his fangs deep into her neck and began to feed. She tried to struggle, but the shock mixed with the drunkenness proved the struggle to be futile. Soon she went completely limp in his arms and he finished sucking every last bit of blood from her. As he went to drop her, however, he heard the snap of a twig from behind him. He sniffed the air for a second and there he smelt another human. He smirked as he realized his luck.

A gunshot went off, but Marius was gone from the spot he once stood. From the trees behind where Marius stood earlier stalked a young man, geared up as an obvious vampire hunter. From up in a tree the vampire watched his prey with amusement. The man seemed young and perhaps rather new to this. He wasn’t sure if he was a part of Operation Humanity or not, but either way he seemed like he’d be fun to toy with. ”Now tell me that isn’t the best you’ve got.” He said and he watched the man jump as he spun around and looked up at Marius before firing off another shot. Once again Marius was gone and now stood behind the man. ”Try again.” He said into his ear causing the guy to spin around. Before he could fire again, however, Marius disarmed him. ”Too slow!” He pulled the magazine out of the gun and threw it one way before throwing the gun the opposite direction.

”My turn.” He pinned the man up against a tree by his neck, all the while the man struggled. Then he tore open the man’s shirt before Marius plunged his own hand through his chest. The agonizing scream that escaped the hunter was glorious and Marius felt around for a second till he found the beating organ hidden in his chest cavity. He took hold of it and slowly began to squeeze as he also pulled the heart out of the man’s chest. He took much joy in crushing the heart and watching life leave the eyes of the hunter. He then dropped him to the ground and placed the heart in the man’s hand. He figured the man had some kind of tracker on him and whoever he worked for would eventually find him and the girl Marius had feasted on. He looked at both corpses with satisfaction before heading towards a stream and washing the blood off of himself.

After his escapade in the forest, Marius was now strolling through the park. He was glancing at his phone and saw that Millie had texted him at some point. He read her text and grinned a bit to himself as he finally responded to her.

Hello darling. Breakfast was quite the adventure, but very enjoyable. Have a wonderful breakfast yourself and I’m proud of you. Maybe we should go out for dinner tonight, what do you think?

He hit send on the text and as he did he heard music coming from somewhere in the park. How interesting, perhaps he’d check it out. He took a drag from his cigarette as he slowly walked over to find a young woman playing her violin. She looked oddly familiar and it took him a minute to place her. Finally he remembered, having only seen her a couple times in his life when he was at the Sinclair Foundation compound visiting Catherine. He also glanced over at the dark haired woman who was watching Helene as well, finding her quite interesting as well as she definitely wasn’t human. He could smell the similar scent coming off of her and he wondered just how many vampires were out and about today.

He waited for Helene’s song to finish before he dropped his cigarette butt on the ground and put it out while clapping. ”Brava, Little Princess. Your mother would be so proud.” He said with a sly grin at the woman. ”Speaking of which, is your mother around? I would love to have a chat with her.” He asked, not caring if the other dark haired woman overheard the conversation.

Location: Sorrel’s apartment
Time: Morning
Interacting with: @teaSorrel @IthradineVolvango
Mention:

Finn had been looking just a bit too long at Volvango’s well made butt to let his imagination run wild. The young werewolf could feel a power growing in him that would only make this situation far more awkward. Luckily Sorrel’s comments about clothes snapped Finn out of his, well rather lively fantasies that are not appropriate to describe here. ”Clothes, good idea! I totally should get dressed, like in right now. Thanks” Gabbled Finn as he rushed off to the bathroom.

Finn looked at the clothes Sorrel had bought for him. It was a pair of blue jeans, a simple plain white shirt and sneakers. Then the realization dawned that these clothes were really the only things he had right now. No wallet, a car without keys to open it, no cellphone and no family to support him. Not to mention that he could no longer train in New York at Wolfe’s gym. The young wolf had really given up everything to find his brother and yet he had lost the business card that Maeve had given him, one of the very few clues he had to finding his brother.

Finn looked in the mirror and could see the doubt in his own eyes. Could he really do it? Find Mike? Was he really still alive? Had he not given up everything for nothing? And why did he have this doubt? Finn was a pure blood werewolf. He was supposed to be the apex predator, the top of the food chain. And yet here he was, staring at the mirror in doubt. Maybe his father was right after all, that he lacked the strength to be a true wolf. Finn clutched his hands into a fist and bit on his teeth. ”No, I will prove the whole fucking world that I am strong. I will find Mike, whatever it takes, whatever the sacrifice, no turning back!” Whispered Finn to himself.

The young man hated the feeling of doubt and quickly repressed it to the back of his mind before he left the bathroom. Afterall, to be strong ment that you never had doubts, that you lacked any form of mental weakness.

Finn left the bathroom fully clothed and took his place on the table. The delicious smell of the breakfast that Volvango made filled his nose as the Italian wolf put the breakfast in front of him. When he made the comments about extra sausage and him Finn could feel his cheek turn red a bit and awkwardly shifted on his seat. ”Thanks, it smells delicious” Said the young wolf as he quickly turned his attention towards Sorrel.

”uhm Sorrel? Is it ok if I can crash on your couch for a while? I don’t really have any place to go.”

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Seeing Millie's smiling just like a child only made Ylva chuckle and smile back at her. The girl was just too adorable, harmless and most importantly, too genuine for her to react differently. Her eyes were shining almost like a child that just made a new friend. It was honestly, adorably cute. Even though Ylva had finished eating her sandwich, since she had nothing more to do she ended up simply staying at the table, simply watching as both of them began eating their meals with apparent gusto. When Luke heard her words though, he seemed to stop for a moment, reacting in an interesting way to it.

When Luke began talking though, it was clear to her that indeed something had happened with the man, just as what he said. That expression wasn't one someone would normally do. Whatever it had happened though, made no difference for Ylva. If Luke seemed like he didn't want to talk about it, she certainly wouldn't be the one to insist about it. Not only she wasn't really the type to listen to other's problems and play the psychologist but the man honestly seemed to be very problematic. She couldn't wonder how easier it was to deal with problems back in her clan. Everything was quickly dealt with either with a feast and an ungodly amount of alcohol or simply with a fistfight. In the most extreme cases, there would be real, serious fights, but still, deaths were quite rare. Violent? Barbaric? Maybe. But simpler, faster and easier.

"I see... Well... You don't need to worry about me insisting in knowing what happened." Ylva said, shrugging. Even though part of her suspicion was cleared, Luke was still... strange for Ylva. Almost as if a bit unstable. Whether that was because of said personal issues or not, it was something that would make Ylva keep an eye on him.

Unlike her though, Millie seemed to think differently about Luke and despite how strange and problematic he seemed to be, she showed herself eager and ready to approach him, offering to even help him with his problems if he wanted to talk about it. Something that could become quite annoying if he ended up talking about all his problems.

"Stories huh... Maybe. It is an old town in Norway, surrounded by forests. Both of them just as old as the blood that run through it's people's veins. A place were modern culture lives side by side with ancient traditions and old lineages." Ylva said, replying to Luke as he inquired about Ylva's hometown.

"Unfortunately, I'm not a good storyteller." Ylva said with a chuckle and a half smile.

Just after she said that though, she noticed Millie turning her head away in a rather abrupt manner. Upon close inspection, she saw that one of the two women who had entered the dinner just a while ago, was looking at Millie with a rather hostile glare towards Millie. Ylva simply turned towards the woman, raising an eyebrow and looking at her with a chuckle and shaking her head, almost as if she was amused by her glare.

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Helene played with her eyes softly shut as the emotions flowed from her into each stroke of her bow against the strings of the violin, unaware of the attention she had garnered. Alas, the piece was nearing its end and with it came a fiery, aggressive series of notes as her fingers expertly kept up with the rambunctious tempo. Her face twisted in a series of expressions as it came to a close, freeing emotions that might otherwise fester inside her heart and soul. Helene was so lost in this finale that she did not hear Marius approach until she had just finished. The clapping startled her causing her to let out a small gasp as her eyes flicked open.

At first she was embarrassed for being surprised so, but then the familiar stranger's words sent a shiver down her spine "I-I have no idea where mother is. She's not in town, is she?" There was something about his voice and image that she seemed to vaguely remember "W-wait, I feel like I've seen you before. Who are you?" Helene curiously asked, setting her violin in its case as she stood up though the man still stood over her. He hadn't hesitated in calling her out so he had to know her right? Suddenly the memory of last night was pushed to the back burner as she worried her time here might be running short.

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Shortly after the music had stopped, a young vampire approached – the
scent of fresh kill still lingering on him. As soon as Veronika caught a whiff of it, her gaze grew intense but remained steady, watching the newcomer only through her peripheral vision. For a split second, a menacing aura emanated from her, but she supressed it. Veronika looked indifferent; her face betrayed nothing.

From the looks of it, they were quite young, maybe not even 200 years of age. The man seemed to recognize the girl, however, she looked perplexed – even worried when he had asked about her mother. Veronika's eyebrow rose as she pondered their relationship; they were neither family nor lovers. He clearly had not used little princess as a term of endearment. The pair must have belonged to a clan, but more importantly, which one?

Veronika's run-in with the two – less than five minutes upon her arrival – did not bode well for her. Vampires used to hide in the shadows, striking only when it was dark. Now it seemed as though Ember Grove had turned into nothing but a playground for the supernatural. Despite the presence of hunters, vampires nowadays seemed braver and more cunning – they even dared to hunt in broad daylight. Power was clearly shifting. Eventually, something would tip the scale and chaos would ensue. Afterall, nature required balance. Although Veronika detested the hunters, they played a role at cleaning up vermin.

Veronika noted that the man was a problematic sort, and if the girl was somehow involved with him, it would be fair to assume that she was the same. At the thought of that, Veronika clicked her tongue and started to walk towards their direction. She held her chin high as she rested both hands behind her back.

However, intervention was not necessary. He did not reek of good intentions, but he also didn't seem to have intentions of hurting the young woman, at the very least. Later, Veronika would check the clan's archives to see if they had files on these two. For now, she would enjoy her afternoon stroll. She gave the man a small knowing smile – a flash of amusement in her eyes – as she brushed past the two, humming the tune that the girl had played with her violin.

Time: Afternoon
Location: Alexei’s
Interaction with: Niko @Potter, Alexander@FunnyGuy

Eli tried and failed to cover his laughter as Niko downed the shot of peppermint schnapps. He was pleased at having pulled one over on someone with such a keen sense of detail. Before Niko was finished coughing he already had a shot of actual vodka sitting next to him. He noticed Alexander seemed to be just about ready to leave, and that he had also yet to cash out his tab. Who would’ve thought his work day would be so exciting; getting to both prank Niko and annoy a vampire all on the same day.

“Leaving already Mr. Drake? Jimmy can cash you out.” He said gesturing to their newest hire, who was still in training and would be aggravatingly slow at the task.

He turned his attention back to Niko who was clearly annoyed with his phone. Niko asked for the nacho’s to go, and Eli could tell from the way he eyed the door he was trying to leave in a hurry, suspiciously at the exact same time as Alexander was about to leave. “Hey what’s going on? Last time I was in the same room as that guy, right after he left, there was a whole big “terrorist attack,” and now you're both fixing to leave. You know something I don’t?” Eli whispered to Niko who had been keeping a close eye on Alexander since he walked in. Eli did not want a repeat of last night, and part of his job was to make sure Alexei’s maintained its safe haven reputation with its supernatural patrons. He couldn’t have Niko stalking vampires in the bar, no matter how much he didn’t like said vampire, or any surprise vampire attacks going down either.

Time: Late Morning
Location: Holiday Inn Furry Convention
Mentions: @princess


“HEY I'M REMY! Woahhh, you have an awesome tail, I never seen a tail like yours before. I just met a few nice doggies the other day. Are you a nice doggy?”

“Uhhh hi Remy, my name is uhh Scott. I’m not a dog either, but a wolf. You’ve seen furries before? The convention just started...” His voice cracking as he spoke his name.

“Furries? I’ve never heard you people call themselves that”

“Uhh. Quick question kid, where are your parents?”

“...that's a touchy subject. But I made a new family now. But i’m all alone now except for big sis Angel” Remy said with her arms around herself.

Scott noticed the obvious discomfort on her face. Something about the look on her face and the words resonated with him, and a feeling of kinship fell over him. He knew exactly what that look was and he started to talk without thinking because he knew that pain.
“Hey, hey, hey, Remy. I’m an orphan, I was left in the dumpster after I was born. I don't have parents, I had nothing in life all I was left with was this locket. It's actually a huge coincidence that i'm in Ember Grove now too. This is where my mother left me, and now the only family I have now is someone named Steve. He told me to meet him here, but I can't find him anywhere. I need him now more than ever too.”

“I'LL HELP YOU FIND HIM!. Lets go look! We're gonna find Mr.Steve!” She said ecstatically

What's with this kid, she totally switched emotionally, did she just block out the thought of her parents or did my words matter to the point that it made her this happy again? She even wants to go out of her way to help me without even knowing me.

“Okay let's go look for him. Thank you Remy.”