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Kade leaned back just slightly as Sarah ran into him, and he went to say hi but she was moving quickly, apparently in a hurry. he nodded to her welcome, the kindness one he got, as he now faced forward again, staring at Seth but smelling a scent that was instantly recognizable, it was a scent that he himself had coming off him. he was tense instantly, ready to react to anything. he pulled his gloves off, stuffing them into the pockets of his jacket, before he reached up, unfastening the strap of his helmet before he pulled it off. "the last time you and i went at it Nessie, i believe you were eating my dust on the track field back at school" he said. now that he had no helmet on he could smell the wolf coming off Vanessa just like she could smell the wolf scent coming off him. clearly they'd have a lot to talk about.. in private. he sat the helmet down on the table, smiling to Seth. "no, i dont need a room but i came here hoping you might be willing to help a former townie get some groceries and things from the store.. at least til i can see if 'pops' old truck still runs back at the house"

turning his eyes now to the back of Nessie's head. "the Prodigal daughter returns huh?" he had room to talk, he was out of town right after graduation, going to be part of the few and the proud, but anything to annoying and pick at an old friend. "do or find anything interesting since you left Nessie?"
"mhmm like you could eat all those ribs by yourself" Xaven said, coming down the stairs, wearing a pair of sweats, forgoing the tee shirt, his his bare, broad muscular chest bare for all to see as he came down, his hair doing its own thing, showing however that it was still wet from the shower, but it wasnt dripping so that was the main thing. Drake sat beside Lesley on the patio table, which was full of food. all kinds of meats, there was a large bowl of potato salad, mac and cheese, every condiment know to man.. hot dogs, burgers, ribs, brats. and Drake, Marcus and Ralph had plates piled high. each probably had a good second of ribs, four loaded cheese burgers, heaping piles of mac and cheese, potato salad. "come on you two, im done waiting on your boinking, im starving" Drake said, Xaven walked past him, slapping him in the back of the head. Ralph smirked. "i told you, he'd do that if you mentioned it" Drake rubbed his head. "shut up" before he nudged Lesley. "so, you going to do as she said and kiss me?" he asked, grinning.

Marcus shook his head, waiting as Xaven took the seat that would put him effectively in front of all of them.. he sat down, pulling Nessie's chair out for her, before he looked up. Ralph, Drake and Marcus were waiting for him. Alpha ate first. sighing, mainly cause he told them to cut that alpha crap out about him having to eat first, but it never failed. he reached for a Brat and took a bite of it, chewing slowly before he bowed his head to the others. "yes!!" Drake said, picking up a burger, and bit into it like it was either he bite it, or it was going to bite him. Ralph was attacking the corn on the cob. "let me make your plate for you" Xaven said. "what would you like?" he asked, holding up the bitten brat he'd just taken a bite from, giving it to her to eat the rest of while he fixed her plate.
Xaven laid down beside her, holding her in his arm as he stared into her eyes. "you keep smiling like that, your going to get stuck doing it" he teased, his hand coming up, wiping her hair off her face. "we should take a shower, we are all sweaty" before hearing the knock he narrowed his eyes. "no, get away from the door" Xaven snapped, looking at her. "i like your friend, but i might have to remove that knocking hand" smirking and winking as he heard his uncle. he didn't care that she was human, he wanted her, he's always wanted her, since they were kids, teens and now adults. the only thing he was worried about, was telling her and now have he tearing out of the house, screaming about werewolves.

groaning, he rolled out of bed and came around. "your coming with me" picking her up in his arms. "we are taking a shower and then your getting fed, i can hear your stomach trying to eat itself it sounds like"
on the main road leading in and out of Red Lake, a low, soft rumbling sound would be heard by those on the sidewalk. Red Lake was a small Community, there wasn't much that didn't go on there, that eventually by the end of the day if everyone in town didn't know, then you were lucky. and right now most were curious to know what the sound was, mainly those curious ones that took it upon themselves to be nosey, about everyone and everything. Riding up the road, going at a good speed for the Rider, but more then likely way to fast for those around came a Sleek, Black Motorcycle sped forward, its Rider decked out in black pants, boots and jacket, the Helmet he wore concealed his face completely, so no one would have any idea as the Rider and Bike flew on by. Townies gawking in shock and awe.. for about a moment and then out came the phones and the fingers went a flying as the texts began about some maniac driving through the road going way to fast, on a Motorcycle of all things.

Hitting the first stop sign, he slowed down, hitting his turn signal even as he checked, before pulling out.. the bike idled gently, sounding like a purring cat, but once the throttle was hit, it revved to sound more like a toy remote car, but it was far from that as it took off down the road now, gaining speed quick. on the back, strapped down on the cone was a duffel bag, Military Green.. everything he owned, inside that bag and carrying him through his old town. he'd not been home in six years, and really the place didn't look like it changed..at all. well, except for one thing. he zigged and zagged through the streets, maintaining the proper speed limit, so as not to bring out the local Barney Fifes or anything like that he came to a stop at the local cemetery, and being respectful, he found where he needed to go, and then drove up in the walking path, never once driving over a grave he stopped at a semi freshly disturbed one. he shut the bike off, kicked out his kick stand and dismounted, leaning the bike over in the process. unstrapping his helmet, pulling it off the Rider of the 'Death Trap' turned out to be none other then Kade Graham. steel blue eyes, his hair Military Crew Cut, but it was growing back out. his chin and cheeks held light spraying of stubble, having not shaved in a couple days. he sat the helmet on the seat before he moved forward, and knelt at the foot of the grave, which was stuffed between two others. "Grams" he closed his eyes a moment. once he got back state side, he'd heard the news, his grandmother had passed away. his last living relative that he knew of and she was gone. "im sorry i wasn't here in the end, i wish i could go back and been there for you" he smirked. "even if you were glad i was over there 'kicking Terror's ass' as you liked to put it when i could call" removing his glove from his left hand he placed it on the grave, closing his eyes. "im going to miss you Grams.. a lot" clearing his throat he rose and moved up between them, to the headstone on the right of her, he leaned down kissing the top of it. "Pops, looking good" his grandfather, who'd passed away five years after Gabe had came to live with them. he then went to the other two on his grandmother's left. "mom, Dad" kissing the top of each headstone as well. "i'll be around a lot more" giving one last look, he nodded, and moved back to his bike, pulling his glove back on, then slipping the helmet on, he started the Motorcycle, and slowly backed it back down the walking path, looking over his shoulder the whole time til he hit the street, and then he turned around and headed away.

Driving back through these streets again, it brought back a lot of memories.. some bad, most good though.. he had a good life here, and to be honest he wouldnt have changed it for anything.. he learned a lot of things from his grandmother and his Pops. he just hadnt been one of those to stay here, he wanted to get out of Red Lake, explore the world and the Marines had offered that in spades, and he'd joined up right after graduation, and for Six years that what he did.. he became part of "the few, the proud" and well the last year, had been something that not even the Marines could train someone for, which is partly of why he was back home now. he came to a stop light.. one of few in the small town and waited for it to turn green. he leaned back, straightening his back as he turned his head, looking toward some kids out crusing and he smirked, remembering when he was right there with them, though he wasnt crazy enough to try intimidating a guy on the fastest production bike they make. the 2015 Suzuki Hayabusa GSX1300R had held that title since the year 2009.
but these kids thought they were something, revving the car up beside him he turned forward and leaned backdown.. he had a straight shot toward the B&B, wanting to let Sarah and his Husband know and see if they could help me out with his grandmothers house.. well technically his house now.. mainly he wanted to see if they'd head to get some groceries.. he didn't know if Pop's old truck still drove or now and carrying food on a Motorcycle wasn't easy. he revved his bike up, sending the RPM's spiking upward fast as he held the clutch in and shifted down to first, waiting. his eyes narrowed behind the visor on his helmet.. and the moment that light turned green he gunned it, releasing the clutch and the front of the motorcycle shot straight up as it took off forward, Wheeling for about twenty feet til he dropped it down and blew the little punks in the dust.. hitting eighty in no time as he flew down the road. the speedometer hitting a hundred before he saw the B&B coming up, that he slowed down, laughing inside the helmet the whole time as he pulled up into the drive just as he saw people coming out the front door. still chuckling he waited, watching as the kids drove by in their car. "serves their young asses right" he said as he shut the bike off, taking the keys and climbing up as he made the climb up the porch and opened the door, though the ringing bell was new since the last time he was here, he walked in and moved around and looked into the kitchen, seeing Sarah, her Husband Seth and the back of someone else, though he wasn't sure.. probably another guest.

he had to look odd, standing there, in black jeans, boots, a black leather jacket and helmet with a gold symbol painting on the front and sides, he didn't even raise his Visor, he kinda wanted to see what they'd do.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO EVERYONE!!! and i will get a post up asap, im trying to think of a good way to bring him in
@BeautifulSnow indeed you can.. crush away
Name: Kade Graham

Age: 24





Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Job: Jobless

Personality: back in high school he was a typical teenager, prone to bursts of male hormones that caused him to act like a typical high school kid. he was funny, popular, everything a variable king of High school could be. now however, he's more jaded, he's seen some things, experienced a lot more then most people should have to see and experiences, its left its mark on him.

Bio: Kade story didn't begin in Red Lake. his mother's side of the family had been from there, but she moved right after high school, wanting to get far away from the backwards ass place and people. she'd fallen in love with her college sweetheart, they married and began their family. Kade was with his parents right up until he turned five, then the tragic accident happened, typical Drunk driver, who didn't give two shits about them self or anyone else and got behind the wheel, and that choice took his family away from him. after that he went and lived with the only remaining family he had, his mother's mom, his grandmother.. she was strict with her raising, but she loved her grandson deeply, and he her.

after high school, at Eighteen himself Kade could have went off to college, but he went another route, and joined the Marine corps and life became one grueling adventure, but he was doing a service, making a difference. he didn't have any troubles, til he turned twenty four, entering his five years in the service. it was a standard patrol, but what began as standard, turned "not" quick, as he and his platoon was attack by..something. it was big, Kade knew that much when it came for him. and though he managed to fire at it, spraying it with semi auto fire it didn't stop. he woke in medical the next night, a full twenty four hours later. the rest of his platoon was dead, most having bled out. they claim it was some sort of animal attack, and they knew it had been wounded but they didn't find animal. (though on an unrelated note, not twenty miles away, some nobody, a drifter was found dead, no clothes and covered in bullet wounds) Kade healed up, rather quickly the doctor's had said, and he went back, but things were different, he was different...

a Month later he got the call, some small town lawyer back in Red Lake.. his Grandmother had died, and she'd left everything to him, which was good as he was being discharged or as the called it a General (under honorable conditions) Discharge. a week later, he was state side, a civilian once again, and he had only one place to go.. home.

Misc Info: Kade is keeping a secret, something happened over in Afghanistan, something that in five years of service and constant training couldn't have planned him for.
Yep, still here just waiting for others to post
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well you know im still interesting Nallore.. what do i need to do?
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