Born to be Wild: Were-Creature Rp Open!

(Perhaps he can join in with Jack and Adeline? If soot is okay with it, of course.)

I hope you know that later Maria will bother Javalle later on lol. No one can escape her that easy.)

(Haha, fine by me! I’ll be sure to get something up tomorrow or the next day)

Maria gave a small nod to her big sister Lexa. With all the crud that happened in the last day with rouges it made sense to keep the alpha informed. Though she had to admit she was a bit worried about telling him about Javalle. He was her friend now and didn't want to make his life harder than it need be.

At the phoenix's question about coming back at midnight the next day she whimpered. Okay, that just sounded ten different kinds of shady. She nudged Lexa and asked, "Should we?"

"N-no, I will come to," Maria said with her usual nervous stutter. Meanwhile in her mind she yelled at herself. 'Oh come on, you are finally leaving this place and you agree to come back another night. I am not like big brother, I don't like this place!" Coughing into her hand she asked, "C-can we bring big brother to?"

"Oh come oh, it was not like that I meant to get lost last night! Please Lexa, I don't want mom and dad to scold me," Maria basically pleaded with her older sister. If anyone could help her it had to be her. "Come on sis haven't I suffered enough with last night, please save me."

-- Anthelme Bellamy
(Hushabye)

Anthelme is tired enough (mentally) to simply set his hands into his pockets, shades slipped onto his shirt, and make his way as quickly, and simultaneously politely towards his room. What number was it again...? A glance to the keycard (really, he prefers a literal key) and he glances to the door numbers he's passing by.

A slightly tight expression crosses his face. He's only here for one reason, which technically he doesn't even have full knowledge of what it is, which is always such a delight. Such a great employer. Now if only he could ask for a raise, and work for even longer, more outrageous periods of time.

Because the more of a valued the employee you are the more you're run to the ground.

The man snorts idly in disgruntlement, shaking his head a scrunch of his nose. A few more doors until his-

Anthelme pauses at a mild ruckus. He wasn't really bothering to keep an ear out, which frankly was a dumb move, and glances to the side. A brow firmly ticked up, and a shoe mid step.

The familiar burning sensation almost makes him want to bash his head into the wall when he looks passed a woman, who clearly works here, to an unfamiliar.. yet almost familiar man standing technically in front of her.

Oh putain. Is that? Oh dear. Shoving his keycard into his pocket where it firmly belongs, he quickly puts on a nervous smile. Clearing his throat, "Hello? Ah.. est-ce que tu..? Ahm, apologies. Do you work here, miss?" Best thing about being in a foreign country, playing the lost tourist is always magnificently easy.

Jack’s head snapped to face Adeline properly, eyes wide. He stood there for a moment, just processing what she had said. Help. She wanted… to help? Jack had spent near countless hours imagining scenarios like this, where he told someone about his condition, all of them ending in either screaming or tears.

He could see it in her eyes, there was still a tinge of fear. Not that he blamed her, though. Hell, he’s terrified at himself.

But she wants to help. Maybe… Maybe she’s serious. I can use all the help I can get.

“I… If you really want to. I don’t want to make you do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”

Javalle kept company and shuffled his feet at the realization that he was the odd one out. He examined the odd combination of characters before him. Two werewolves, unmistakable siblings, and two of the most unusual shifters they'd seen, with no prior knowledge that they were actually related. He chuckled quietly to himself at the ironic symbolism.

The phoenix, Leo was it? Yes. Javalle watched as the fiery bird worked this awkward situation out with Sage, then advised her on how to shift back. He wasn't sure why, but the young fox being able to turn human with such ease without the moon's guidance irked them. How privileged Sage was, to have powers and to end up with a brother who cared. Both of them were incredibly powerful. Javalle's frustration heightened as Sage and Leo, both now human, were planning on leaving. He still had much he wanted to ask. Yet they turned away before he could slip a word in.

"That was ah- most definitely interesting." They said at last, smoothing the hair from his covered face. Stretching his legs, he approached towards to the werewolf siblings, bracing himself. He was faintly aware of the sisters whispering back and forth, but ultimately decided it wasn't his business to pry. "Maria. Lexa. I think this might be my cue to leave. I hope to visit you both again. Even if it isn't on the full moon. Hopefully things will be less hectic between the pack."

In all secrecy, Javalle wanted to make a brief stop at the library to find any sliver of insight to mythical were-creatures. Their definition of "shifter" had changed so radically within these few minutes. Spending the rest of his day researching would do him some good. And to think Javalle once believed he had read every Griffindale history book cover to cover.

Hawk, you want to do the parents when they get back home?)

Maria let out a small whimper, but have Lexa a nod to show that she trusted her. She knew her sister would help her, but their parents can be really scary. People talk about the mother bears being scary, those people haven’t meet her’s. She turned to Javalle and frowned while saying, “Okay mister Javalle, thank you again for everything you did for me last night.”

Javalle overheard Maria whispering to her sister about how they were going to explain this... Predicament to their parents. I can't believe I forgot about that. Oh well. As long as he wasn't caught any drama between their parents, the pack, whatever, Javalle should be safe to visit them again. Their lips twitched at Lexa's comment. He hadn't told anyone that he couldn't shift outside of full moons. Or at least, hadn't attempted to in a while. Nevermimd. Javalle wasn't prepared to tell anyone unless it was convienient. If only it were that simple. "Thanks for being so welcoming. It's been a pleasure meeting you both." A few moments later, the feline shifter simply faded into the unknown expanse of forest.

Getting to the library wasn't too difficult of a task.  Even if it was arduous. Backtracking from his previous path and catching the bus to town. Javalle glanced at his shadow, trying to judge the position of the sun in the sky. It was slightly creeping towards the west, following the bright sun as afternoon neared. Almost time to get off work. The bus should be stopping soon to  pick up passengers. Maybe it made a loop back around to the library. Conveniently, after a few minutes of waiting at the bus stop, his hunch was right. The bus dropped him off not too long after he got on, thankfully close to where he needed to be. Wearily he approached the library's entry doors, a tiny bell jingling as they opened. The welcoming ring was music to their exhausted ears.

He gave a friendly wave to the librarian working at the counter, presumably helping a teenager, and weaved through the aisles. The scent of withering pages and dust told Javalle he was approaching his destination. Each step became swifter and silent as Javalle eagerly anticipated what information he'd find. It almost provided the same sensation of tracking a juicy piece of prey. They didn't register there were people present before he turned the corner and froze...

(Edited! This is an invitation for either Jack or Adeline to notice him. Also don't think too much about the bus thing. It'd a bit sloppy, I know. I'm making illogical writing decisions so I can accelerate the plot. Transportation doesn't have to make sense shhh )

Hello people, I have come up with an idea that my brain refuses to let go of. Basically I want to make a young raccoon were girl that lives the life of a vagabond. Jumping from alley to alley in order to survive. Would anyone want to interact with such a character?)

(Yeah I’d be up for that; Nightshade needs a friend)

It was strange that books like these were coincidently in the library, but with a town full of werewolves and possibly other kinds of were-creatures, he shouldn’t be surprised that at least one of the townsfolk of the past had managed to write a book. Now if these were written by someone like him, a conspiracy nut like the guy outsider, or worse, hunters, he couldn’t tell just by first glance.

The diagrams of these ‘tinctures’ and the possible affects of them on something he could only describe as a crudely drawn wolf-man were… interesting to say the least. He didn’t get a good enough read on them when Adeline almost abruptly closed the book shut with a wide-eyed expression that she tried to hide. Jack didn’t need to turn around to know that someone had passed behind him.

”These could be a good start,” he whispered, “Maybe we can try out these tinctures and test them on me. Assuming they don’t poison me or anything.”