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I know Deon wasn't. The other are up for debate, I guess.

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Not much skill considered he's about 50% me and 50% one of my friends... l o l

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Nah nah, it's fine, really. Lol

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Minato must've seen his opportunity to get out of there while Angel(ica) was temporarily distracted by talking to the boy who had come up earlier. Since she had told the guy with the prothetic arm to release them, he and Minato were quick to bounce. Knox felt a grip on the back of his neck that wasn't the Wolf's. It was Minato's, and he was dragging him again through the club until they were a good distance away. Once Minato released him, he turned to face him with a look of annoyance visible on his face.

“Hey man, great idea to talk to the rivals. Ryker would enjoy that! What the fuck were you doing?" he chided him. "Even I know that even talking to them gives off bad vibes, man. What did she try to do, kiss you so you'd tell her where our people live? Have sex with you for the location of most of our money? You're lucky that the guy with.. fuck I don't even know him. Damnit Knox, get my beer.”

Knox blushed lightly and just shook his head.

"No, no," he assured him. "We... We were just talking about... Well, we were just talking!"

He opened his mouth to explain to Minato that his beers were probably long gone by then, but the impulsive kid had already turned to leave without saying another word. Jeez, was he that mad? Knox just stared off into the crowd scratching his head. He had already lost track of where he had gone. What was he to do now? Damn, and he had left his Natty light at the table too...

Right as he was about to wander back off into the crowd, perhaps to talk to Angelica, a female voice spoke out loudly next to him. It was smooth and cool, which it also struck Knox as friendly and trustworthy.

"I'm freezing," she told him casually. "Got stood up."

Knox turned to faced her directly. She was about five inches shorter than he, but she was visibly older with long brunette hair. She was playing it super cool, leaning back, and only looking at him from the side. Knox sighed loudly and wished he had a drink, as both of his buzzes were beginning to ebb.

"Why'd you agree to meet someone in a dump like this?" Knox shouted over the music. He looked around to justify his point—the place was crawling with all kinds of human trash. Her date probably got seduced by a mob of hookers on his way in. He laughed at the thought. His gaze came back to the woman and he smiled, but this smile was mostly at his own luck. It was quite a pleasant surprise that he had been meeting all these pretty girls all in one night, and at a dump like this... Even though one of them was apparently a gangster and kinda sketchy. Either way, he wasn't going to complain. Maybe he'd soon have a fan base like Deon!

At that moment, however, his smile dropped as Minato's exasperated words rang out through his head.

"Wait," he said suddenly. "You're not gonna seduce me for information, are you?" He stared at her, and then laughed stupidly. Maybe it'd be worth it...? No, no, he couldn't betray his gang. They'd have his head. Or... whatever. Do something tortuous without killing him.

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Partisan said
Sorry if I dragged Knox around too much, I think maybe I shouldn't of forced him to get up with me.

Don't worry about it. :D

I'm writing my post now. (for Knox)

Also, Stephanie, I'm gonna write the beginning to our collab. >__<

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I will, I will!

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Posted, finally!

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Right as Knox was about to open his mouth to answer the beautiful blonde's question (rather stupidly, of course), a voice rang out through the loud music, drawing both of their attention away from the conversation momentarily. Angel was not happy about this interruption, but she even more irked to see a familiar figure approaching their table. It was that depressing little Golden Boy from earlier who rejected a spot in the gang. He was the one with such a good shot. The memory of him making all of his marks at the festival caused Angel to tense up slightly as he joined them.

"What are you doing with our friend here, blondie?" he asked Knox, giving Angel herself little attention. "This one is real cunning. You should probably be careful. Always wants something from the men she talks to."

Angel rolled her eyes.

Knox began to answer, "We were just—"

"Talking," Angel cut in before Knox would get her in trouble. "Making friendly conversation, Golden Boy, not that it's any of your business."

Finally he acknowledged her with a question: "Can I get you a drink?"

"Flattered, thanks," Angel replied, "but no. I've already got my own bottle back at the table." Not only that, but she did not want to get any more drunk, since she was beginning to feel a small, though enjoyable buzz from her earlier shots. However, she did want something near her to sip on just so this entire situation wouldn't be as awkward. And as far as the situation was concerned, Angel was a little confused. She was pretty sure Mr. Knox was a Lost One, but Golden Boy was neutral at best. How did the two know each other?

Angel was about to ask that very question when there was another unwelcome interruption. Enter: the other Lost One. Great. Angel wasn't starting to feel very good about this situation now. Knox and the other Lost One didn't seem very threatening, but Cotton's presence made her uncomfortable. The newcomer approached Knox.

“Baka, where is my beer? he asked playfully, but before Knox could respond his smile dropped and he turned to scowl in Angel's direction.

“Uhh, lady, I have a question for you," he said. "Utmost importance going on here. Wolves hunt in packs don't they.”

Angel rolled her eyes again. Oh for God's sake. Thank you for clarifying to everyone that she was a Wolf. Even Knox knew that. There wasn't any new information being put out here.

"I suppose they do," replied Angel apathetically, resisting the urge to sigh loudly.

Angel watched the Asian one closely. He gave a somewhat confused and agitated look to Golden Boy, which piqued her interest. Did he not know him? Or was he irritated for some other reason? The boy proceeded to scan his surrounding and then address Knox again, inquiring where his beers were.

"I—uh..." Knox thought out loud for a moment. "I left them on the bar. I forgot them. They're probably still there...?" He didn't exactly want to get up and miss out on talking to this beautiful blonde.

Minato continued talking to Angel. “Maybe you should go have a drink with this other guy,"—he gestured toward Golden Boy—“and leave me and my friend here to drink.” He added the last part with two playful claps on Knox's shoulder. “I prefer to drink alone.”

Angel raised an eyebrow at him, annoyed.

"If you prefer to drink alone," she said calmly. "Then go and drink alone, without Knox."

At that moment, there was a third interruption, though this time Angel somewhat appreciated Victor coming up behind Knox and Minato and exerting some fair pressure on each of their shoulders. Under normal circumstances, she would've told Victor to give them a break, but she was already beginning to worry about her own safety, so this came as a slight relief.

"Jeez, ow!" Knox said, writing slightly underneath Victor's grip. "What the shit?!"

"I think I see two lost little boys," he said.

Angel almost groaned out loud. Enough with the hinting, please. We're aware of the tension already.

""Now if you wanna keep that skull intact you take a few steps back then walk away, if you want me to stomp you till I start pounding shards of bone into the floor then keep talking shit," Victor growled.

"Oh for—let them go Victor," Angel said at last. "They can't hurt us." She paused and her eyes focused on Golden Boy. "Him... on the other hand," she added. "might be a problem." She cleared her throat and played with her hair a bit, continuing to stare him down.

"So Golden Boy..." she began slowly. "I'm very curious to know what you're doing hanging around Lost Ones." There was no point in hinting at it anymore. "I thought Mr. Soldier didn't roll with gangs."

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Partisan said
*cue Cotton being a cold bastard with no intention to love anyone ever*

That's the impression he's giving me, anyway.

No, you're right. This is one of the moodier of Wind's characters. Gave him some shit for that at first but I've come to like Cotton. :D

Will also be posting somewhat relatively soonishly.

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More like swooned over.

*cue Angel pretending to be cute and stupid so guys laugh and buy her nice things*