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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 11, 2017 1:44:28 GMT -5
Rory pulled away after a moment, turning away and getting back on the bed. "Are you okay?" she murmured. She caught his glance backward and shook her head. "They won't come up," she told him. "They give me space." --- "I...I don't know, babe," she murmured softly, running her fingers gently through his blond hair. He looked so much younger and more scared now, and she hated that he was so stressed. She pressed her lips gently to his cheek, looking up at him with empathetic blue eyes. "We'll figure something out."
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 11, 2017 1:59:30 GMT -5
Rory stiffened at his words, her eyes widening in horror. "Wait, what? Why?" She seemed genuinely confused by the statement, as if she had no idea why Phillip would be in prison. She didn't answer Simon's other question, her full attention on Simon. "Why would they arrest Phillip? They'd have no reason to." --- Shane pulled away from Elliot, his harsh laugh taking her by surprise. She scooted away from him, visibly wincing when he mentioned the council. "They already have it out for our pack, after everything Simon's dad put them and us through."
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 11, 2017 4:02:03 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry I haven't responded, I'm at a sleepover...and I don't know what to say.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 11, 2017 15:40:30 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, he's in the living room right?
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 11, 2017 16:35:46 GMT -5
( ) Rory caught his eyes as they flickered over her and she shifted slightly, subconsciously moving her hand over a particularly prominent bruise on her collarbone. "That...," she murmured slowly, clearly trying to process the information. "That's disgusting." Her face twitched, betraying her fury at the suggestion. Rory was very hard to anger, and it was even harder to detect that. She moved from the bed to the window, gazing out it. "Do you know what they do to people in prison who get accused of that?" she murmured softly, her voice dangerously calm. She turned back to him, her normally gentle hazel eyes pools of rage. "Phillip would never do that to us. He just wouldn't." Unbeknownst to either teen, Sophia stood near the cracked door, listening intently to the conversation. Patrick stood beside her, a sort of guilty look on his face. If the teens found out that he'd allowed Sophie to eavesdrop, he and his family would lose what little trust they had from the two. --- Shane looked up at Elliot with sad blue eyes. He seemed beyond any sort of comfort she could offer at the moment. "This pack has been to Hell and back," she murmured after a moment. "We can get through this, El. Nico will talk to the lawyer; he's gotten us out of a bad situation before." She paused for a second. "You and Nico should also prepare to be questioned. Phillip is their main suspect, but there's no doubt you two will be as well. And possibly Jasper."
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 11, 2017 16:51:46 GMT -5
OOC: Okay!
IC: Chase slowly added past Shane and Elliot, keeping his footsteps silent, and went out to the front porch, looking down the road where the car has left. Turning he saw Nico outside as well, and he padded over. He stopped near him, not sure what to even say to the man. He guessed Nic was the alpha now, at least until they got Phillip back.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 11, 2017 16:55:56 GMT -5
Simon winced, recognizing the deadly calm in Rory's voice. He'd only seen this once before, and the aftermath hadnt been pretty. The thin teen pulled his legs up against his chest in a protective manner, studying the shoes that were still on his feet with great interest.
"I know it's disgusting. If they even knew who Phillip was they wouldn't even insinuate that. But they s-still think it's him. They won't listen." He murmured quietly, picking at his sweatpants with a renewed interest. His stomach twisted at the thought of what they'd do to him in prison if they found out what he'd been accused of. He didn't bother scenting around them, too focused on the problem at hand. There was no energy in the boy as he spoke, all of that having been sapped out of him before he got here.
"If they knew even half of what happened there they'd know that Philip had nothing to do with it," he added, voice a little stronger this time. -- "Yeah, but last time it was just allegations, this time they have their so-called proof with Rory. And if they find out the same thing happened to Simon... They'd want to find out who did it and arrest them, which by the way I think is too good for those dirty bas-" He cut himself off on that one. He'd made the goal to cuss less since he'd been getting at trouble at work for it. "But we can't because they could very well expose us." Elliot sighed, unsure what to do at this point. "But.. maybe the lawyer has an idea." He tried weakly to be optimistic, although the suggestion was rather half hearted. -- "Do you have any ideas on what we could do?" Nico asked with a troubled sigh, not knowing what they could really do without threatening to expose the supernatural world. He ran a hand through his black, curly hair, trying to think of some way they could get out of this somewhat unscathed but he couldn't see how.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 11, 2017 23:12:47 GMT -5
Rory shrugged her shoulders and simply returned her gaze back to the window. "They had a shrink ask me all kinds of questions. About Phillip and the other boys and you. They tried putting words in my mouth, it was like they wanted me to blame Phillip. I heard that uptight woman from CPS on the phone, and it sounded like she was bragging about the case." Rory turned back to face Simon, her expression dark. "She doesn't care about what happened to us, about the farm, about the hunters, none of it. If Phillip gets indicted, it'll boost the hell out of her career. They aren't going to listen to reason."
Sophia's eyes darkened and she turned away. She'd heard enough. She headed back down the stairs as Patrick scrambled after her. "What does she mean, 'boost the hell out of your career?'" Patrick growled angrily. Sophia shook her head, a sad look on her face. "The poor thing. Our child psychologist diagnosed her with acute Stockholm syndrome. That monster that abused them has her wrapped around his finger. We see it often with extensive cases like this. Tragic, really." Patrick seemed dissatisfied with the answer. "What about that talk of 'hunters' and 'the farm'?" Sophia paused, her hand on the knob. "Fantasies, Patrick. A coping mechanism. I'm sorry, but I'm not at liberty to discuss this with you further. Goodnight." With that, she left the house, shutting the door behind her. Kristen came up behind him, having put the baby to sleep in her room downstairs. "Think she knows? About them?" she asked softly. Patrick shook his head. "Unlikely. But I'm glad Phillip contacted us. They'd be far worse off in someone else's hands." --- Shane didn't reply. She was through talking about all this. "I'm tired, Elliot," she murmured softly. "I'm going to bed." She stood up and headed up the stairs to her room, all but collapsing on her bed in exhaustion. Tomorrow would be a new day, filled with even more chaos.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 11, 2017 23:34:12 GMT -5
Simon flinched at the mention of the farm, clearly still not able to deal with it well enough to talk about it. Honestly he was more shaken up because it was his second time there, so it made him feel like he'd be dragged back there again. His arms tightened around himself, shuddering at the thought of his guardian being indicted just because someone wanted their career to be boosted. "Thats horrible. I can't believe that they've tried to put those words in your mouth." He murmured, hoping that he wouldn't have to talk to that horrible person themselves. "Maybe we could catch her saying that again, get it on tape and show that she's corrupt?' He suggested weakly, not wanting to have her get away with this. Panic was still searing in his chest, and his nails began to elongate, the stress of the situation beginning to force him to change. (-gasp- they know!)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 12, 2017 5:50:34 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase let out a sigh as well and looked down. "No, I've got no ideas on this. It's unfamiliar territory," he said, his voice still firm and level, but his face showed the mix of anger and hopelessness he felt. He looked up from the ground and back at the man. "I'm sure we'll think of something though. You've got a tight little pack here, they won't give up," he said, trying to be reassuring to him, before he looked up at the night sky. If he had his way he'd have changed to his other form and stopped the car before they even got to the city. Though he knew full well that was just wishful thinking. Something like that would get everyone hurt someway.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 12, 2017 21:54:24 GMT -5
"I think corrupt might be a bit of a strong word," Rory murmured softly. "Ambitious, maybe negligent, but corrupt? Besides, she's just a face. This is how the system works." She returned to the bed, laying down next to Simon. She was tired, but had a feeling sleep would be an issue tonight. She reached her hand over his, noticing his nails becoming claws. "Find a way to cope," she said simply, her voice devoid of any sort of sympathy. "Or go run it off. It's not too high of a jump, you might make it without shattering any bones."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 12, 2017 22:04:34 GMT -5
"I don't like her. At all." Simon responded flatly, a scowl on his face as the small little mouse thing made its way onto his knee. The growing had stopped for a moment as he stared at it, his claws turning into nails once again. He let out a deep breath, before shooting her an odd look. "I've coped before. But apparently it wasn't enough," He muttered to himself, not towards Rory. "I can't get out through the window because of this stupid thing," He added, pointing at his prosthetic before sighing and turning around an laying on one of the pillows. "Where am I supposed to sleep? Are we sharing the room?" He finally asked, not wanting to talk about that anymore. -- "Yeah, I know they're strong. They've been through worse, of course, but we've always had an alpha before. Its just... unsettling without an alpha around. Its hard to explain to someone who isn't a were, but its just.. bad." Nico said with a sigh, leaning against the porch as he studied the night, worried about Simon, Rory, and now Jasper. He really hoped the witch was alright, he seemed upset when he left, and it made sense as to why.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 12, 2017 23:37:03 GMT -5
Rory glanced at the creature that had emerged from Simon's pocket, but didn't ask. She'd seen stranger things. "We can, although, Patrick and Kristen made up a room for you down the hall. This house is pretty big." She glanced up as there was a soft knock at the door as Patrick entered. He smiled softly at Rory and Simon. "Hey, guys. Settling in alright?" he asked. Rory gave him a nod, not really meeting his eyes. Patrick glanced outside the room before fully entering the room and shutting it. "I couldn't talk to you before because that bi--woman from CPS has been hovering over me all day, but Phillip used his one phone call to call me. He wanted me to request fostering you guys." Rory raised her eyebrows at the news, sitting fully upright on the bed.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 13, 2017 0:09:09 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase nodded. He was right, Chase didn't understand fully, but he could guess it was just bad news. He shook his head though. "They do still have an alpha. They've got you for their alpha, even if it's just temporary," he said quietly, turning to look at the door to make sure no one was there. He sort of figured it was too soon for him to say that, but it was true. They're still getting Phillip back so it wasn't temperament, but for now he sort of was the alpha if his guesses were correct.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 13, 2017 0:18:09 GMT -5
Simons body shot up at the soft knock , recoiling as the man entered their room. He curled up against the bedframe, not liking him in their room one bit, hiding Jasper's creature against his chest to protect it. A small amount of panic began to build in his chest at him being there, although his ears pricked at the mention of his adoptive father. He peeked up his wary blue eyes at this man- what was his name? Patrick? Did Ohillip know him? How come he didn't get to go here last year? Did he know about them?Was Phillip alright? How did he sound? All these questions rose up in his mind, but he didn't voice them. Couldn't. So he just studied the man with an untrusting look on his face, waiting for him to explain. -- "Not a true alpha. We're still left without a true leader. There's ceremony's," he tried to explain, before pausing and sighing at the explanation. "But that doesn't matter, we just need to get everyone home. Everyone safe. That's all I want to do. We haven't even heard from Phillip yet, we don't know how he's doing," Nico continued, a troubled expression in his eyes as he continued to search for some kind of answer in the woods.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 13, 2017 1:59:40 GMT -5
Patrick could see the curiosity in Simon's eyes and smiled slightly, sitting in a chair by the door. "First off, your secret is safe with me. It would be pretty stupid of me to tell anyone about the community, considering Kristen and I are werecats," he murmured. "When I spoke to Phillip, he seemed to be doing fine. He first called me yesterday, when he was sure you two would be taken, and then again to confirm Simon would be staying with me. He doesn't want either of you two to worry."
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 13, 2017 6:55:33 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase nodded with an "ah" sound. There was a ceremony, okay, he had to admit he didn't really expect that. He shrugged slightly. "I'm sure we will soon enough. His priority would be to make sure the other two are okay before letting us know anything," he said, hoping he was right.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 13, 2017 20:52:44 GMT -5
(Just to let y'all know, I'm headed down to see my friend tomorrow, and will be hanging with her for the weekend. She lives in a dead zone, so I will be out of service from tomorrow afternoon till Sunday, unless I find service XD)
Rory gazed with a sudden interest in their foster parents. "I've heard of your kind. You're a relatively new species, right?" Patrick offered her a smile and nodded. "Well, new as in the past few thousand years, yes. We originated in Egypt, during the construction of the pyramids." Rory paused to take that in, a thoughtful look on her face.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 13, 2017 21:27:00 GMT -5
A small smile touched Simons features at sudden interest- he hated to admit it, but he never had the same fascination that Rory had about other species. When they met a new species he just kind of took it. "Who was the first?" He murmured, although he asked the question to Rory instead of his foster father, his voice quieter and more raspy than usual. -- "Yeah, I know. It just... it makes it hard, y'know?" He asked with a small sigh, running a hand through his hair before glancing over at his friend. "I know that he's working on getting those two safe, but its the packs priority to make sure he's safe, too."
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 14, 2017 6:54:09 GMT -5
OOC: Have fun Owly!
IC: Chase looked back at him and nodded, blinking slowly. "I understand. You're a pack, you're basically all family to each other," he said quietly. He understood that just fine, but no matter how hard he studied any sort of pack, he never knew how close that bond was. It was because he'd never experienced it himself. "How about we head inside, it's a little cold out here," he suggested, sticking his hands in his pockets. Being cold blooded it might just be him, but it felt cold.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 17, 2017 10:57:51 GMT -5
I have returned!)
Rory glanced to Patrick, as she didn't actually know the answer to that question. Patrick paused. "Well...it's complicated. As you may know, Egyptians worshipped many gods, but cats were also revered as sacred. In fact, there was a goddess called Bastet, who was considered to be the goddess of cats. She had the head of a cat, and they called her the Lion Warrior. Many of our kind think werecats are her mortal soldiers, but the first well-known werecat was Cleopatra," he replied.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 17, 2017 11:36:26 GMT -5
Simon frowned lightly at that, but it wasn't that he didnt believe the others explanation, he just frowned whenever he was mulling information over in his head. He then gave a cautious nod, wondering why he hadn't heard of these werecats in the community before: as the alphas son it was expected of him to know all of the creatures in the community. Of course he hadn't known about the witches either but that's a different story. "How do you know Phillip?" He asked cautiously, finally looking up at the man, his back still pressed tightly against the bed, his eyes still wolf eyes. -- "I was waiting for Jasper, but I suppose he will be gone for awhile." Nico explained with a sigh, before nodding and following Chase back into the house, his shoulders scrunched over in almost defeat. Of course the moment he was in the pack house his demeanor changed and he was standing upright, glancing down at Elliot, who was just glaring at the ground for the time being.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 18, 2017 18:59:12 GMT -5
Patrick glanced at Simon, the warm smile slowly disappearing. "We moved here two months ago. Our presence in this town was kept on a need-to-know basis. We were fugitives, fleeing a vampire clan in the west. They'd slaughtered many of us over territory issues, and their species is known to carry grudges; over hundreds of years even. They have had a feud with witches for 300 years, since the incident in Salem. Phillip was one of the few who knew we were here."
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Jul 18, 2017 19:28:17 GMT -5
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IC: Chase nodded, not realising that he was waiting for the witch to come back, but he shrugged and followed Nico back inside, his hands still in his pockets. Unlike Nico, Chase was sort of leaning forward in a hunch. He looked over with a sigh at Elliot and Shane, before looking around the rest of the living room. He arrived here at probably the worst time possible.
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Post by 𝔒𝔴𝔩𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫 on Jul 21, 2017 12:49:56 GMT -5
Ayyyye sorry outta town!)
Patrick nodded. "It is now. We usually live in small groups, but the vampires...," he trailed off, shaking his head. "Ah, doesn't matter, past is in the past. Our focus is on the present, hmm?"
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