BladeRunner

Austin's tone turned sour and his brows furrowed as the little shit was tearing him up a new one, he was quick to speak up, "If you think that I would lie, let me tell you-!" The Alpha's harsh tone had stopped, unlike the million times when he had said Laura was too naive and ignorant, he actually stopped to assess what exactly was happening. His red face, which had been colored before from the heat in the air to anger, was now a steady pink as he stared down the girl who was on the floor masturbating. The unfortunate issue with this pack was that he was one of the few individuals who had age, whereas almost everyone save for two were young bloods. Then again, any normal Alpha would try to screw as many as possible, but Austin wasn't normal. Between being almost sterile and having a moral compass it was hard to just dive in. Austin's wolf howled for him to jump in but he found himself frozen stiff. What was holding him back? He inched closer to the female who was tending to herself, getting lost more and more as the pheromones in the air were clouding most of his thoughts and judgement. Then the one thing popped in his head, through the thick clouds of lust and wanting to breed to his hearts content, Austin clenched a fist. He was about to reach out and kneel, he was about to take action on Laura in an ironic way of showing, "Her place in the pack," But now his other fist collided with his own jaw. Knocking all senses back into his mind, Austin stumped back until hitting the wall next to the door. That did the trick. He collected himself, whether or not the loud clashing of bone caught Laura's attention, Austin was halfway out of the door, using the time of the she-wolf being distracted to make his not-so grand escape.

It's kinda tough when only three people are participating

Respond with what you can, all that is is filler in a sense so you can ignore it if you want, a reason as to how and why he ended up there

I can respect that. Also @Chiyako I edited my latest post in Night City or whatever it's called.

After a few minutes in the laundry room-basement Austin realized that it would take two hours for the bedsheets to finish… He was not waiting that long. He went from point A to point B as quickly as possible, the pheromones in the air were getting to him, but he was on a mission. Food. The poor Alpha's erection was far too painful to not be bothered so he readjusted it to be hidden "comfortably" in the hewn of his gym shorts… Which was painfully obvious that he had a massive boner. When two females ((NPCs)) tried to stop him for a little one-on-two time he brushed them off and called them sluts, which had its intended effect of pissing them off. "Not today, hoes!" Austin roared valiantly in his mind, a triumphant opportunity he stupidly took. Any man would of course want a threesome but he just wanted to get food and get to his room. As soon as the Alpha entered the kitchen he immediately got to work, locking the kitchen door after he made sure no one else was in there. He took thirty minutes to quickly make five medium-rare steaks and a huge, huge pot of Kraft's Macaroni n' Cheese which he started to crave. It was always the chicken nuggets, steak, macaroni and chocolate milk he craved hard during mating season. And he normally had these specific things to occupy his odd bouts of hunger beforehand, but now he was rushing around to get the things done. Austin took the time to pack everything in their own separate containers, locked and sealed until they were ready to be opened next… which would be very soon. After pulling some silverware from the cabinets he was off to the Alpha Wing. Once he exited the Kitchen, Austin was careful to take his time with the stacks of three massive containers and knives and forks he perfectly balanced. He waltzed up the stairs and made his way down the left hallway . He could almost taste the food and his bedside, the need to eat and sleep was on his mind despite the immense burst of energy Austin held strongly. Normally he just ate and went to bed early, sleeping through the entire night, and by morning the effects of pheromones weren't as strong on him. But this was different, now that Austin actually participated in this season it was difficult to have the "off switch." And the Alpha's night would only grow more dire as the corner of a swinging door caught him right in the temple of his head. This action disoriented the Alpha causing him to go dizzy and kneel, at first his hearing was nothing more than ringing but he heard the outlined and muffled words of, "Help." Whoever it was, Austin told them to take the food to his wing, and after an arguing tone greeted his ears he reinforced his previous statement to a direct order. Auvunux style. The food was taken and after a minute he tried to stand back up he found himself still a bit dizzy. Austin attempted to find his footing and his hand instead found a doorknob and not a wall. He pressed some weight on the piece of metal and it turned relatively easily, and with most of the weight of his body on the door itself it swung open and Austin unfortunately found himself belly first on the ground. Groaning in a bit of pain, Austin slowly rose into a room where the scent of heat was strongest. His nose was clogged up with the smell and he finally looked up to find… Another unfortunate thing. Unlike most men, Austin was not a hound like other makes in the lack, although the wolf inside was scratching at the seams. "Oh…" Austin stood up, still wobbly from his intrusion and dizziness, he found a wall and turned away with his face now flushed, "Forgive me, Laura! I got slammed in the head with something- Just give me a second to recover and I'll be on my way!" Austin's tone was true to his words, apologetic and quite sincere. It was very apparent he was flustered and having trouble at the same time. Normally under normal circumstances Laura Lupita was an annoying little shit, as Austin has said before offhandedly to someone else. They bumped heads a few times with the Alpha being stubborn and stone-hearted whilst that gave the much younger wolfess the need to continuously be pissy. There was at one point where the much larger canine was willing to drive the angry pup headfirst into the foundation of the mansion. But he also understood her issues… Albeit he didn't treat her any different than anyone else, this time he wasn't extremely low toned or pissed.

Oohkay! I reread that just to make sure I had that right... Which I'm kinda doubting I had it right to begin with so I apologize. Sorry, kinda tired but once I get home and take a shower literally I'll be awake for no reason other than the fact my brain goes into 7th gear. But yeah, that'll be interesting to see.

Ahhh... That's kinda sad. So essentially her mind is made up with who Austin really is besides the "scary and dominating" Alpha, with the first sentence he utters...? Sorry if I take it outta context, big brain losing powers. But Ohkay, I'm game. It'll be probably the most awkward situation I can think of but I'm game

It's the first time he's actually been in the middle of mating season, he literally has plenty of energy and emptied his balls just twice after a decade and a half. Expect him trying to show control... And depending on Laura's response/action his own will be very, very unpredictable if it elevates to that situation. Anything you need to know? Or maybe, anything I need to know?

Kewl beans!

Sweet, I can get that set up after work .. where I'm at right now is 10:12 PM, and I dun get off till 12, so it'll be there by then

@Chiyako Anything you wanna do with Nimona since Vinari is gone? I'm not sure where to go from there... Could just edit my post and make it where the guy just left? Big brain hurt bad rn

Could have Austin run into (or rather "catch") Laura? I just wanna get things going along but I figured I should ask first.

Would have been cool of he stick around. What was his other account name besides Vanari?

Okay, so his death was presumed, there's some shenanigans behind it but nothing magical. And you're right he doesn't have to choose her or anything. But keep your characters history or whatever the same, you don't have a change anything at all. It'll be interesting to see what happens.

There we go, last character I'm making for this club ever. Don't wanna overdo it. Not bringing this one in until after the event of course, perhaps being side by side with Kits newer character?

Name: Johnathan "Takadux" Windcaller Age: 23 Sex: Male Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Role: Warrior (Omega previously) Personality: Johnathan is defined much like his father: a stone cold appearance and easily intimidating. Despite that, John is not malevolent nor is he a loner, rather he is rather nice and calm. That isn't to say he can't go from a two to a ten real quick, he tends to go from bantering to actual fighting depending on the situation, he is sarcastic but has a strong disposition to others hurting women even if the woman can handle themselves. Overall he is a gentleman, takes care of business, and is work driven. He can also keep secrets real good. Appearance Details: John has an Endomorphic build and broad shoulders, much like his father Austin, he is a behemoth standing at a whopping 7'3" with a masculine build. He has no hairs on his body save for his legs, arms, and the goatee he has going and his hair is a short deep brown while his eyes are a hazel blue, green and brown mix which is rare in itself. John has tattoos along his body especially with the old pack he ran with back in Texas, with the Iron Blooded Pack insignia branded on his neck not forcefully but as a sign that it is his first pack. But he also has a variety of scars from previous fights against other werewolves and silver weaponry from hunters, being closer to the Mexico border there is more wolf/Hunter activity than vampiric. Other Details (Optional): John's wolf form is silver much like Austin's, being the same rare breed as his father, his eyes are silver as well. His height changes from 7'3" to 11'1" which makes him an absolute unit compared to other wolves... Except of course his father's form who grows just a few inches more. John has no hatred for vampires nor Human's, but rather is suspicious of other wolves of not distrusting of the undead as well, however unlike Austin the young lad has moved on with his life and has no resentment toward his father whatsoever.

And there was, the stark contrast between two different pasts and experiences. Though Toshiro was there for the majority of the purge him.and his master, and the other students and Fangs avoided a great deal except for those on duty. His own judgement of Vampires and other undead of the likes was set in stone, though he was one as well, he didn't consider himself evil despite the spilt blood dealt before. While others remained hidden to avoid conflict with Human's, he remained hidden for the kill, that was the cast difference. With a sigh and pulling his face cloth down again for a sip of tea, he has a slight smile on his face, Toshiro leaned back and said in his soft voice, "I'm sorry to hear that, my wife was killed in the purge... Albeit for different reasons. The only family I had were my mother and father, farmers and cultivators back during... Well, a little past five hundred A.D. in the Colony of Kuguryo. After my becoming I was sort of forced to becoming a sailor by Master Agito to prevent me accidentally killing them, so whatever currency I had I always sent it to my parents until their dying day. I took whatever valuables we're there for sentimental value and always kept them with me ever since, I sold my parents farmland to my cousin who put it to good use. But... I'm getting off topic aren't I?" Toshiro sets his teacup down and pulls his face cloth back up over his nose. The thing almost hugged his skin tightly, possibly an elastic product that didn't bother him, "If I'm being honest, I met my wife about ten years before the purge, beautiful woman only that... Well... She happened to be a Luna for a wolves pack," The Fang let that settle in, naturally Vampires and Werewolves were enemies but this didn't seem to be a case, "Her pack wasn't very accepting of me at all but it was her word over theirs, so as to protect me from potential attacks I had built a house just outside of their territory. In time they trusted me enough to tag along hunts, I had children even, but then the purge happened. It all acted out so quickly..." The Fang seemed to reminisce that day until he snapped back to reality, "But the past is the past, I got over it so long ago, one of the core things I was taught was to not let history define you. I've traveled the world since then, seen many sites, partook in wars and battles, even had a fling with royalty way back when. We are here now, are we not? I will gladly stay here for some time, I was originally going to clear out that New Haven but... There's already some people trying to do that. Anywho, you won't have to worry about Humans and I, I'm not some Newblood thirsting for a drink."

It's all good cuz. Also he did have a son, that's a long time ago though. And it's the same old Austin being mentioned there are some missing pieces to character history I just didn't put in there at all so if I mention something that's not necessarily part of the chars bg that's the reason for times sake.

No no, I probably shoulda clarified that, but he was giving an example of what they were like. Not saying there was an actual shadow government lol But I getchyu

I'm considering one last character for after the event and stuff. Not revealing them till afterwards.

"Ahhh, I see," Toshiro said taking the tea and giving his thanks to the thrall showing the same level of politeness as he shown Miana, "Well then! It's good to know you're not at full-on war. Forgive me I have an odd habit of assuming the worst of situations!" Toshiro took a sip of his gold brewed tea, he didn't bother with sugar as that tends to take away from the actual flavour. When he had spike it almost seemed like he was relieved, but he didn't press on the matter. Clearing his throat the Fang said, "Though their numbers far outweigh the vampire and even the werewolves I have no worry of Humans. I was there during the purge in our history, my master was wise enough to avoid the whole conflict in it's own. To see all manners of vampires eradicated was... Not sure what the word was. Ehm- If you've lost some from that time I apologize. But from where I was trained vampires practically ruled the Human world behind the commanding emperor's and leaders, much like a shadow government if you will. There were no "good" undead lord's where I was, so I've only ever seen the ugliest sides of our kind, that of course were why the White Fangs were made." Toshiro took another sip, cocking his head up slightly and looking at the ceiling, "We were the one's who evened the playing field, assassin's and spies, we were considered some of the deadliest vampires not because of power or magic, but because of raw skill. When one apple is spoiling the bunch we are sent to throw it out. When a Duke- mind you this actually happened- decided to slaughter countless villages I and a few of our brothers and sisters were sent to handle him. The bastard treated his... Thralls? Is that what you call them? Anyway I'm getting off topic. That same vampire met his end by my sword, him and his whole family. We couldn't leave witnesses either, so any thrall or guest that were there met a quick and painless end." Toshiro then looked back to Miana after setting his glass of tea down, "I don't blame the Human's, and I have a respect for them, after all I was one at one point... Do please forgive me! I tend to go on storytelling-! Not necessarily supposed to but it happens on occasion!"

They were pretty much trying to move in and take over. It didn't work out

Lol, how ironic it'd be the Sun Strider pack I mentioned as Austin before XD RIP

The lazy eyelids rose just barely at the realization that this was indeed Miana Blackthorne. Toshiro bowed deeper now and rose back up in sincere apology. He assumed that this was an underling, but from.what he's heard the Blackthorne Coven we're done of the more powerful families in the modern world. He assumed that Miana would be much older, then again, he shouldn't have had high expectations. Still it was an honorable visit to the castle. "My sincerest apologies, Mistress Miana," Toshiro stated, then walked into the room and took his seat. Once Miana herself was placed wherever she felt comfortable Toshiro continued, "My name is Ito Toshiro. It was a meeting about five years ago, March the Third, I was scheduled to come here all of the way from Alaska but I had my hands tied with last minute interferences. I'm not certain if you knew of my duties as a White Fang, but I was... Clearing out some unwanted guests. Plenty of them actually, Coven feuds tend to become all chaotic of the sorts. There's not many of my kind left in the world so the problems I had sort of stayed awhile." While one may put it off as some excuse, the fact that Toshiro mentioned that he was a White Fang was no easy set of words at all. An assassin, specialists in all manners of sword and fighting skills, to add White Fangs were masters of illusionary works. For a vampire to say it so casually underestimated the actual rank, White Fangs have been around since the founding of the second generation of Vampiric Covens, they were essentially the personal grin reapers of Coven Patriarchs and Matriarchs. It was a high and esteemed rank, one honorable and feared, but Toshiro pressed on as of it were no matter at all. "I remember you mentioning that you were in conflict with this Midnight Pack. I apologize of I am late by a massive margin, this scuffle led from one operation to the next. Hopefully I am not too late to be under your employment?"

Backing away just a few steps as the mistress of the castle stepped out, Toshiro gave a quick bow in apology and replies, "Forgive the intrusion, ma'am. I am looking for one Miana Blackthorne? I am... A bit late for an interview- or rather a simple meeting so to say." Toshiro was polite but he was possibly holding onto the "old ways" as some of the you get vampires called it. However he wasn't the casual Joe or someone who treated their employer like another equal individual. But first impressions always last for the most part, and this was a showcase of it. When Toshiro spoke his words seemed quiet, but they were like the cool wind that the skin happily greeted. He had a slight smile that could be seen under the neck cloth, and his eyes looked as calm as could be. The Fang could now sense the woman's energy, or rather her presence at that. She seemed old, not as old as he was but certainly it was impressive. Most older vampires were hunted down in the old days they say, and only the younger one's existed save for those who were only a few hundreds years old. That was, to Toshiro they were young.