Bring me the Roses.

William de La Croix. Huntsman Late 30s95 Owner of the Rose & Crown {Not Hiddles or a fan blog. This is for R - not indie, an actual game. A really dirty one. So mun/char are both 18+..}

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gibbous || emille & william

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He winced, slowly standing. He had meant to say it… or perhaps he just hadn’t meant to say it out loud. Emille opened his mouth to protest but looked down at William’s words. He was right. He’d barely been able to think straight much less make actual decisions. As much as he wanted to tell William he was wrong. That he’d made a stupid decision… the hunter was annoyingly right. As much as it tore him apart. But William had made the right decision. Not for them. But him. As long as he was safe… Emille would repeat it that choice… but goddamn if he’d had another that had included staying with him. The beta crouched, looking across at William, hand on the ground as if to stabilize himself. “I know. “ 

[ahuntsmancross]

Looking up at the wolf, William's breaths grew silent. He studied Emille's face, finding only truth, earnesty. They had swung from every possible emotion. He sat up a bit straighter, gritting his teeth through a sharp pain in his side. It had him smiling sadly after the fact. This was the closest he'd been yet. William swore he could make out every subtle freckle that just barely hinted on the other's skin. There was definitely the dirt on his clothes. the smell of him. Without a word, the huntsman's hand came up to the back of Emille's neck, gently drawing him closer. He kissed the other man gently, thinking very little of the gesture he had not acted on in decades. When William drew back, he stared for a moment. Then, he moved to rise, finally wincing outright and keeping his arm tight around his torso. Realizing what he'd done, he didn't look at Emillle. He wasn't sure how the wolf would take it, nor could he believe he'd just... done it.

[hiddleston-daily]

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gibbous || emille & william

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He swallowed, looking away from the hunter, conflicted feelings running through him. Emille wanted to scorn him, tell him he was an idiot for falling even now… but he would be calling himself one as well. “We… there had to be.” His voice went rough, panting softly as he glared at the grass. Perhaps they might have. If they’d had years to look. But they hadn’t. “Did you? Did you really want it? It was you who was in danger due to your precious code.” The beta’s jaw was stiff, shying away and shaking his head, not meaning the question, his anger and pain getting the best of him. “Sorry… I did not mean that.” The Russian sighed softly, running a hand through his hair, shoulders slumping. He wanted… so much to kill him. He did. His anger, his wolf… drove to make someone pay. And yet if he acted it out against William, he would only serve to hurt himself even worse than before by losing the only other person he remotely cared for.

[ahuntsmancross]

He said nothing. The Damn code, that he lived by, and was steadily trying to change. It had been all he'd known, beaten into his head worse than any cultist mantra... until Emille. The one wolf to spare countless others just by him being what and who he was. The ultimate quarry, the light. He'd wanted nothing more, and nothing sense. There had been a small window of opportunity to flee and it never couldbe opened. "No, you did," he said, swallowing. He wiped his lip on the back of his hand, seeing the blood smeared there and swearing softly. "It had always been that set of rules, those Commandments... but they spelled out our ends, Emille. I know what I did, the call I made, it was unfair, inhumane even. No call like that is easy, or right. But I knew you couldn't make it. I could barely make it. I sat on that ship, heading for Maryland..." he stopped himself, throat tightening. "We're better off now - he is better off. Regardless of how we feel. I wasn't thinking of either of us, not really, not in the long run. You must know that," he looked at the wolf then, licking his injured lip. 

[ahuntsmancross]

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Maybe you were the ocean,

and I was just a stone.

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gibbous || emille & william

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Emille sucked in a sharp breath, faltering for a moment which allowed William to reverse their positions, finding himself glaring up at the hunter. “You don’t think I lost two people, Will?” He growled, barely flinching as he was forced into the dirt more. “I had a literal part of me taken away. Six months, William. Six. Months. ” He whispered up at him, swallowing the sudden lump at his throat, appearance fully human again. “Six months of the… best time of my life. And then gone in a matter of moments. It was do what I did for those years or kill myself.” He murmured roughly, fully honest at that moment. “I stupidly invested… everything into it. And when it was taken…I felt I had nothing. And maybe I went a bit crazy. That’s why it’s foolish to fall in love.” 

[ahuntsmancross]

Clenching his eyes shut, William shook his head. He rolled off of Emille then. He hadn't been called 'Will' in decades. It was no secret the huntsman loathed to have his name shortened in such a manner. But the beta he had been trying to defeat could always - had always - skated by with it. Wrapping an arm around his front, hand over his side, he raked his other through dirty, unkempt hair. "And to still be falling, the errand of a bigger fool," he said hoarsely. For a moment he felt torn from the world he'd buit and thrust into a bed of thorns. He stared at the ground between his feet, knees drawn, elbow balanced on one of them. He closed his eyes again, taking in a deep breath as he tried to calm down. "I didn't want you to die," he said quietly. "I didn't want either of us to perish, and him too. It was all I could do. There wasn't a stitch of land we could have hidden on. I looked - I scoured - I wanted it so badly. There just wasn't a way...."He rubbed his face, for a moment not caring if Emille exacted his revenge and yanked out his throat. William knew it was what he was due. 

[emillesokolov-blog]

gibbous || emille & william

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The two stared at one another, Emille’s eyes not fully yellow, but no longer their normal human brown. Keeping his eyes on the other, he wiped the small bit of blood from his lip with the back of his hand. It was clear he was high strung at the moment, though William’s words managed to make him more pissed off than he’d been before. He’d stayed on the ground as the hunter rose, watching him, waiting for that small tale tell tensing of his muscles. The moment he lunged he was ready, leaning back and tangling himself with the other, straddling him and pinning him for the moment. ”Stayed alive for what, William? To live feeling like my soul had been ripped out of my body? For there to be a constant ache in my heart? To feel so fucking alone yet surrounded by my pack? Fucking forgive me if I had to try and find something, anything to try and distract myself. ” He leaned forward with a low growl, almost a purr as his eyes fully changed, canines lengthening, their faces inches apart. “And you know what? I think I’m pretty damn good at it, don’t you?” 

[ahuntsmancross]

William was almost blind to Emille's words. He struggled beneath the wolf, freezing only at the word alone. He looked up at Emille, ignoring the burn in his side. His heart twisted in his chest, each accelerated pound in his ears. He gave a violent struggle, pushing his wrists off the ground for a moment before he let them fall. This wasn't what he wanted at all - for the first time, William just wanted to snap Emille's neck if only so he could be done with this, to walk away. But he knew he couldn't. He held his breath when he saw how close the other was to changing. "The best," he ground out, but he hadn't relented yet. "And to have a family to go back to, when your wandering had left you so spent and drenched in red," with that, William suddenly mustered up the strength to flip them. Possibly just from adrenaline. "What I had to do, how I was able to - it reminded me I probably never had a soul to start with. I lost two people, not just one. Walked the earth trying to pay off the debt of it all. So put your damn canines away," He shoved Emille hard then, almost a slam, but didn't move to get up off of him. He just stared, taking in the face of the man he'd helped ruin. The man who had helped ruin him. William quivered again, his anger suddenly swinging into something he saw as even more pathetic than how spontaneously he had lost his cool.

[alphagray-deactivated20140923]

James slipped a wide smile on his face. After that conversation with the beta, he was looking for an excuse to get in this part of the town as much as possible. “Whatever you say, boss.” He walked past the man. “You’re going to have to pay me extra for that though.” James twisted around on heel, hands in the air and a pleasant smile. “Maybe one of ‘em cans of ‘Pedigree’. That’s good stuff I tell you.” He winked his laughter came a strange unfamiliar sound to his own ears.

[ahuntsmancross]

Snorting, William followed, holding the door open (propped it open with a cinderblock as well) for the other before they headed around the back of the building. "Oh, only the best, 'pet'," he teased. The man couldn't help but snort again. His truck was loaded down, with timber that ranged in various sizes due to their eventual uses. "But please assure me you haven't actually eaten dog food," he said, giving James a pained expression as he untied this and that. He nearly grabbed up four boards of his own, but stopped, taking two instead.

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gibbous || emille & william

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To be honest… William’s reaction didn’t surprise him. He’d known what he was saying the moment he’d said it. Purposefully trying to hurt. And by the hunter’s instant reaction, Emille knew he’d hit his mark. His back hit the ground with a grunt, looking up at the other with a low growl of warning. But at his words and the strike he growled, kicking the hunter off, the two grappling for an upper hand. The beta managed to get a hook into William’s jaw, snarling. “Selfish? Bitter? Of course I’m bitter you bastard!” He yelled, managing to kick himself away from the hunter for a moment. “No other way? So you said, William. But you got to take that piece of me. I barely got to say goodbye. ” His voice shook with both anger and pain. “So forgive me for being selfish you self centered ass.” 

[ahuntsmancross]

A rush fled up his spine, climbing and sinking its claws in deep in the frenzy race to his brain. William grunted, head snapping from the blow. His leg twisted in Emille's, yanking and tugging, trying to get that upper hand neither one could ever fully get. For anyone to witness, it would be two grown men tangling on the ground. Throttling necks without the killing hold. Kicked in the hip and abdomen, William rolled onto his side. Teeth grit, eyes shut, he let out a shout of frustration. Glaring at Emille, the Hunter rose slowly, pushing himself up off the ground. "Yes, because that was the highlight of my fucking life - ruining you, ruining me, ruining -" He stopped himself. No, it hadn't been ruining. It had been saving. The greatest penance to be paid out over and over again. "And to act as a stranger, carrying that deed out. There wasn't time, and you know it," he spit blood from his mouth, still enraged, body quaking. He just stared at Emille - expression unclear if he wanted to try and kill the man, or lay down so the wolf could do the very same to him. "It was better we all wound up alive,. It was better you stayed alive. And for what? To become the fucking Grim Reaper?" Now he growled the last words out, lunging for Emille again, be damned his possible broken rib. 

[ahuntsmancross]

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gibbous || emille & william

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Emille growled softly, upper lip curling. “There is nothing to be done, William. It’s too far gone. What can only be done is a perimeter made so that it doesn’t spread. Like a wildfire, all we can do it keep it from affecting other areas until it runs out of fuel. ” He shook his head before looking away. “I don’t know. Perhaps my kind was involved. There were humans. My brother’s friend was attacked in broad day light, water balloons with wolfsbane and silver. Humans wearing wolf masks. ” He scoffed at the hunter, giving a sneer, disgust clear in his tone. Though under that… was an extreme bitterness. “But yes I suppose it is. Given that you already took everything else I had that I held dear. But that’s what hunters are good at. That’s how you earn the title of Huntsman, is it not?” 

[ahuntsmancross]

William put his arms akimbo, but his fingertips wound up digging into his own sides. Letting out a huff of a breath, he tried to remain calm. He did. But Emile finally went there. Not by dragging it out like a beast kicking and screaming. No, it was the harsh tear of stitches yanked from the skin. He felt himself grow hot. It sounded so... so mortally wounded, those words. Scathing and grazing that one sore spot that almost implied it hadn't hurt William the way it had the beta. And he couldn't stop himself. He lunged - grabbed Emille by the chest and sent them both to the ground. "Do not!" He growled out, his eyes seeming to flash. He had a fist raised, and nearly struck Emille. His body shook once in the wave of a shallow exhale. "There was no other way, and I ache eevery day for having to do what I did! You selfish, bitter bitch!" he couldn't hold it, he smacked Emille - and he knew he'd started something neither of them could retreat from.

[afterthelazaruspit]

Campfire | William & Yuri

[afterthelazaruspit]

"What?" Yuri asked, perking up a little and cocking his head to one side and popping another marshmallow in his mouth. He swung his legs gently as he watched William drink from the bottle. Yuri was one of the most easy-going individuals one could ever hope to know and that was the main distinction between him and his brothers. By nature the Sokolovs tended to have an agenda, ulterior motives for everything they did, not Yuri. He for the most part did as he pleased which is what brought him to exactly where he was in that moment, sipping vodka, and eating marshmallows in the middle of the woods with a near stranger. "I always bring favors, why wouldn’t someone bring favors, it keeps things interesting." he grinned. "If you like whiskey I’ll ‘round up some of that next time, this is just what was sitting in a cabinet at home." he shrugged. Yuri looked up when William did, taking the bottle back and swigging from it as he stared up at the sky. He barely even winced as he swallowed down the powerful liquid, nor did he notice William looking at him. Instead he flopped over onto his side, half draping himself over William’s lap as he looked up at the night sky. Tilting his head up some brought an upside down William into view, an odd angle that had Yuri studying the other from for a long moment. "So what brought you out here in the first place?"

[ahuntsmancross]

"Russians with vodka - who knew..." Chuckling, William held up an arm when Yuri shifted. It was mostly because after he saw what the younger man was doing, well - he couldn't exactly be in the way. The man was surprised, unsure of how to act in such a situation. It was rare people drew close to William, let alone get comfortable against him. Yuri just did it though - and it didn't feel bad. He cast his eyes to the fire, setting his arm down across the wolf after a moment's thought and hesitation. The question drew a hum from the hunter, who leaned back before looking down. "I enjoy the outdoors," he said simply. "I own almost a hundred acres of it - should put it to use eh? Besides I think there's a bear roaming around..." he looked back at the fire. "Been setting deterrents up all evening..." Bears, wolves... all manner of things, really. Just another thing that kept William's hands busy. 

[alo-baines]

“"I don’t really have a lawyer, but if I did, I would call them. Ban all wolves over one dumb alpha? How does that even make sense? Thanks, but I’ll just get my Sprite from The Nest."

[ahuntsmancross]

:"This town strives on everyone getting along. If one man were to poach a wolf, then no humans would be permitted in the woods, end of discussion. But you must understand that yes, one alpha sways the results of the rest. It is community mentality. I did not like making the decision - but if one man drops his hold then the entire cargo falls to the ground. Temporary, Alo. Once things calm down, I'm sure I'll feel comfortable enough to lift the rule."

"I see your arm's good as new."

[alphagray-deactivated20140923]

"It seems like protecting a territory." James lied then looked around for a chair to swing himself onto. "Wolves understand that much. We have riff raffs between our own. M’mm — " He took a considering breath. "Do you have someone in mind? I see your point." The wolf chuckled. "You’re doing fine — for a human." 

[ahuntsmancross]

William mulled that over, but didn't comment. A territory... well, the alpha wasn't wrong in that respect. Though William knew ultimately, his borders were dip compared to everyone else's. "Ah... I do not, at the moment," he said, glancing off for a moment in thought. Scoffing softly, he rolled his eyes and looked back at the wolf. "Charmer. Well, since your here - how about you help me haul some wood from the truck? I have it parked out back."

[afterthelazaruspit]

I’m not in a sour mood.

[ahuntsmancross]

"Well... I hope I didn't upset you either way. Wolves I know and trust, certainly, into the pub they go. I just had to tend to a scared staff. I realize I can't win in this..."

[afterthelazaruspit]

Oh…

[ahuntsmancross]

"... If I'm at the bar, you're free to stop in, Yuri."

"Please, don't be down about it. You're the one person in this town I count on not being in a sour mood."

[alphagray-deactivated20140923]

"Surely. People seem on edge as it is, it’s nervousness, but that’s understandable too…" He gave one shouldered shrug. "That so? Perhaps, it seems like the decent thing to do. Do you really want to link your bar with a pack though? I think that’ll rather make it seem like you’re picking a side." 

[ahuntsmancross]

"And barring wolves doesn't seem to take a side?" William asked with a light laugh. "I think I would prefer a wolf employee without a pack - or be in one that isn't troublesome. It's much like... screening men to see what they are affiliated with. If it were a biker bar, I'd hire bikers. But it's not, so..." he shrugged, squinting as he looked away. "I am terrible at running a business sometimes."

[alo-baines]

"Seriously? Not even like a Sprite? A cup of water? Buffalo wings? This is kinda discrimination if you think about it. I should call my lawyer."

[ahuntsmancross]

"Call a lawyer? If that is what you see fit, then by all means. This was a move of defense. Hopefully it will only be temporary - until things calm down. By all means, if I am on the property, and you wish to come in, then I will make an exception. I know you are not the kind of young man to disrespect a place..."

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