A long day's work

Carter Rassi | Lark Pack | Beta Wolf | Nurse | 27

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freya-aberdeen:

Freya listened, taking in the other woman’s words. “I can. As soon as I begin drying faster,” she said. As if on cue, she could feel the magic begin to take hold once more. Her tail separated back into legs, returning her skin and clothing in place in quick succession.

Carter’s eyes widened just slightly at the seemingly effortless change. She was a little jealous. Her own personal change wasn’t the most pleasant of things and she was always exhausted after. “Well, let’s step out of here before you change back.” She extended her hand to help Freya up. “So, is Ivan aware?” Carter couldn’t help herself. She had priorities. Protecting her alpha, the business, and the pack were the top three. She had some research to do back at the house.

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alphalark:

“Yes, and there are ones that don’t find their mate for centuries. Just be patient.” The alpha had always admired love like his parents, but he knew that whoever was right for him would come eventually. Focusing all your attention on when you’ll find ‘the one’ was too much of a distraction, and Ivan hoped Carter was smarter than that. “I have a feeling I’d be babysitting more often than I’d like,” he teased. Kids were alright, but they could be overwhelming - and sticky. Whenever the wolf did decide to settle down, he was sure he’d have little devils. “Alright, I’ll let you get back home before I think of something else I need you to do. And don’t forget the next moon is in ten days, so I’ll need you at the house.”

“I don’t have that much patience. It’s in my blood.” She let the last word hang on her tongue, the lust for that very thing was beginning to creep up on her. It happened around the full moon every month. You see, she didn’t want to kill, but when the wolf in her comes out she doesn’t always have perfect control. Instinct can’t be suppressed. “Don’t kid yourself, you’d love it. Although, I’m not so sure I’d trust my babies around you. You might corrupt their angelic souls like you did their mom.” She winked at him. Placing her hands on her hips she pursed her lips. The moon was always a stressful time of the month. There was a great deal of things to keep track of. Being one of the older wolves in the pack, she had a great deal of control over her other form. However, not everyone did. They had some very new wolves as well as some who were in a constant state of chaos. Keeping the pack in line was quite important as any other creature could put their foot down at any time. “Don’t have to tell me twice. If that’s all, I need to go shower again. I still smell blood on me.” She walked behind the desk and gave Ivan a quick kiss on the cheek goodbye. 

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angelxmedic:

              He loved his job. Really. He did. The idea of helping people instead of harming was the entire purpose. Having seen so much violence and chaos, he had vowed never to hurt anyone again. The world had enough cruelness as it was, it was in dire need of kindness. But despite hard work and determination, he learned quickly that he simply couldn’t save everyone. No matter the degree of the injury, the doctor who assessed it or who you prayed too, the outcome was sometimes inevitable.

                  He hadn’t been home in 72 hours, each incident happening one after the other after the other. At one point, he was pretty sure he passed out on an empty bed in the maternity ward due to utter exhaustion. Delivering babies was hard work. 

                 The idea of coffee sounded more than appealing, it sounded addicting. Although as soon as he walked out of the hospital, his anxiety grew. What if they needed him? What if something happened?! Harry clutched his cellphone tightly in his pocket as he entered the Rise & Grind, finding it packed with strangers. Please don’t have an episode here.

                As he approached the counter, tired eyes attempting to scan the menu as he reached the cashier. He was pushed off balance as a woman walked into him, eyes wide in surprise as the coffee sizzled upon her skin. “Oh, I’m sorry. Are you alright?” This woman seemed angry. No, tired. No. He couldn’t tell, only reading a mix of emotions by the few short moments. 

                Wait. He recognized her.

Carter was too busy wiping up her mess to realize just who she hit into. She glanced at him rather quickly, not really registering right away. She looked back at him and scanned his features for a moment. She knew exactly who he was, but she didn’t know. “Okay, I know you’re a doctor at the hospital, but I am so sorry, I genuinely cannot remember your name. I’m a trauma nurse.” She rambled on, obviously embarrassed for not remembering the name of the man in front of her. Way to make him feel important, she thought. 

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alphalark:

Though her words were sarcastic, Ivan still made note of them. It was good to know where his people were, and part of being pack Alpha was to take care of the others. “I’ll see what I can do about the stove,” he offered, knowing that someone had to have one cheap or even free - they might just need a little convincing first. “Don’t get yourself hung up on finding someone just yet. They’ll come soon enough, then after that it’s kids and your whole life will be completely different.” He couldn’t speak from experience, only what he knew from his own family. His mother’s life changed drastically once he was born, and while his parents were deeply in love, Ivan wasn’t so sure that they didn’t move too quickly. Why buy the cow when you could get the milk of ten others for free? At least that was the way he saw it.

She smiled. “Thank you, Ivan.” She knew he would always take care of her when needed, although she did pride herself on being one of the less needy betas. Carter rolled her eyes at Ivan. “I’m 27, Iv. There are literally mated 22 year olds. Clearly somethings wrong with me.” She didn’t mean to get all middle-school-sleepover on her alpha, but she couldn’t help it. Insecurities come out with those you trust. Or those you really trust, she should say. That circle was quite small, not even the majority of the pack. “I wouldn’t mind having a pup or two run around here, you’d love to have some mini-me’s in the pack.” She raised her eyebrows playfully, not being serious. She did want kids one day, but not at this very moment. No one in the pack had gotten to the point yet. Getting there, just not quite at that stage. 

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freya-aberdeen:

“If you haven’t noticed, I’m not exactly in my element here,” Freya said with a bit of a scowl as she continued to wipe herself down. “And I’ve heard a lot of stories about the types of creatures on land. My name’s Freya.”

Carter just smirked. She sort of enjoyed when people had their panties in a bunch for trivial reasons. Or at least she did when she was in a good mood. “Most of those stories are probably true. Go with your instinct. Some of us are actually good people. You’ll learn pretty quickly.” She shrugged. She wasn’t a bad person, she just had a habit of turning into a beast when she felt like it. “Well, Freya, if only we met under better circumstances.” She glanced at her tail before motioning to it. “So how long does that take to disappear? You can’t change by will, huh?” She only had vague knowledge of sirens. 

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ryde-on:

His eyes followed the other’s in that moment and he just kept the pleasant grin on his face the whole time. “What has me so cheery? I’m always cheery, lil’ lady. Not a day where I’m not skippin’ through daisies and all of that shit. Well, except for the days where I’m pissed as all hell, but that hardly happens. And I’m downright honored to be one of the few that can crack a smile from you. Just takes a bit of wacky humor and similar minds.”

Carter cringed. She was never one for all of that cliche happiness stuff. She was a very happy person, don’t get her wrong, but she was never all sugarplums and gumdrops. “Yikes. Skipping through daises? I’m gagging just thinking about it.” She laughed. “Yeah, I guess it does. I wouldn’t say we have similar minds, however. Unless you have an intuition with that kind of thing.” She sent him a playful wink. “I’m sure you’re a real riot when you’re mad. I know I am.”

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big-ass-brassi:

The slightest smile came to his lips but it lacked any sort of friendliness or warmth. “Yes, they do indeed,” he said dryly. The small upwards curve of his lips fell back down into a neutral line again after that. “If my hours were more flexible then I might entertain the thought of visiting him, but I also prefer to keep friends separate from business.” Because he had learned that there is always a time and place for something to go wrong with personal connections. Someone is always looking for a way to bring him down to his knees, and it’s only natural that an efficient way of doing that is by manipulating the contract of his other job. If people caught on that he was siding with Ivan too much then he would surely get a request to go after the werewolf. It’s a miracle that Lorenzo hadn’t been paid to do just that, but he’d rather not jinx himself with that luck. 

Carter genuinely did respect Lorenzo. She knew what he was capable of and in their line of business, one always had to be aware. “Well, I respect that. At least you don’t have to deal with a pack. When one of us decides to go rogue or goes through a phase, it’s never easy. Consider the separation a luxury.” It was true. When the pack is apart of the equation, which usually it is, it sometimes makes it more difficult. Yeah, power in numbers it great and all, but those strong personal connections get in the way. 

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claws-out-eris:

“You got it” Eris winked at her “You definitely should come by to my shop, sometime” she mused, taking out a business card and offering it to the wolf “It’s got my number on it, so you know…” she shrugged, the wolf winking “It’s cool, good thing I didn’t wear white today”

“I plan on it.” She laughed, now sure that Eris was hitting on her. “Oh, it does now, huh? I would have missed that, my eyes aren’t all that great.” She playfully rolled her eyes at the girl making sure she know her sarcasm was all in good fun. “Well, at least I didn’t ruin your day.” 

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freya-aberdeen:

Freya eyed her suspiciously but the other didn’t seem to mean any harm. “… I just got the job, if that’s what you mean.”

“Well that was what I meant, but clearly there’s more to your story.” She crossed her arms at the girl. She couldn’t help but be protective. Tap X was not only her former workplace, but it is linked to Ivan and the pack. She couldn’t curb her instinct no matter how hard she tried. However, Ivan would rip her a new one if she started problems with an employee again. “It might help if you weren’t so untrusting. Or at least act like you aren’t.” Carter bent down to remove the wet towels and place them in the hamper, trying her best not to spill droplets on the girl. “So, am I getting a name out of you? I’ll find it out either way, but I find personal introductions are better for first impressions. I like to know who’s around.” 

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alphalark:

He couldn’t deny that what Carter brought to the table was useful. An unending supply of medical knowledge? There was hardly anything more valuable to someone like him. “Yes, and if it weren’t for you I’d probably have tore this place apart more than once.” He offered her a smile, something not given out willy nilly. Sharing a connection like they had made some things better for him, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

A hint of a laugh escaped his lungs as he shook his head. “Easier said than done, Carter.” Ivan wouldn’t go into more detail than that, seeing as he liked to keep his own business to himself. Even those that were close to him - even his own family - didn’t know what was always going on in his head. “Is there anything else I need to know while you’re here? Business or otherwise?”

She rolled her eyes and scanned around the office. You could see a few remnants of his temper tantrums. Behind the painting on the wall behind his desk was a gaping hole and on the side of the bookshelf was a slash from his claws. It happened. Her own condo had a few “decorations” to it as well. Wolf temper was a real bitch. “I can assure you I will never reorganize this place again, Ivan.” She gave him a pointed look, although her statement was a complete lie. 

“Let’s see. I have more hours than normal this week. So you’ll know where I’ll be. My stove shit the bed so time to buy a new one. I’m getting my hair done on Wednesday. I think I found my mate. All your favorite things to hear about.” She flipped her hair for a moment. “The last part was a lie. I’m dying a lone wolf.” A sarcastic smile followed her words. Carter had a habit of joking about things that made her uncomfortable. She compared herself to her parents a lot in the sense that she still hadn’t found anyone. Her parents were mated by twenty-three and here she was, a single twenty-seven year old. Straight out of a shitty rom-com. 

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claws-out-eris:

Eris found too many joys in tattoo’s, sure the ink was at times a little hard to get in and the over healing could be a pain, but Eris always found a way to work past it with a quick and efficient hand “Thanks, you should get brave and have something done yourself…I can be gentle if it’s requested of me” she smirked, perhaps even a little flirtatiously, she was insatiable at times. “Eris” she nodded, holding out her hand.

Was she hitting on her? Carter wasn’t bothered by it, but she was never too sure when a person had the hots for her or not. Call her oblivious, if you will. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.” She chuckled. Extending her own, she shook the woman’s hand. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Eris. Again, sorry about the coffee.” Her words sounded pretty scripted, but one always should sound polite when meeting another of their own kind. You never know what you’re going to get. 

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big-ass-brassi:

Lorenzo merely nodded back in response before he frowned a little deeper. “I do know how that goes.” He had just killed the last rat last week and he hoped that Ivan picked a better man than the last one. “But no, I have not seen him lately.” And he hoped that when he did it would be under normal circumstances without a contract. 

“It seems as though they need to be reminded how to conduct their business in a proper manner.” Carter knew Lorenzo understood what she meant. They didn’t have enforcers for fun, that’s for sure. Many people underestimated Carter. She was a good  ally to have in the line of work the pack was involved in. “That’s a shame. He speaks highly of you.” Lorenzo was a close asset to the pack, for a vampire. 

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ryde-on:

He could tell that the cashier before them already knew who he was from his voice alone. Ryder looked away from the lady to shoot the employee a wink and that earned him a dark scowl in return. “You have to be. Not just ‘cause you fucked the holy son, but because you fucked him like full on pegging if I’m getting this right.” he laughed. Ryder shook his head and waved the other off. “Nah, don’t worry ‘bout it. A little bit of coffee never did too much harm. Well, to me anyways.”

“Spot on.” Well, talk about some quality entertainment on this shitty morning. “I know what you mean.” She glanced down at her arm at the blisters that were beginning to heal. “So what has you so cheery today? I give you props, most people can’t boost my mood after long work shifts. Normally I get my coffee and tell anyone who gets in my way to fuck off.” It was true. Carter was definitely grouchy when she was tired. The pack knew to stay away from her in times like this. 

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big-ass-brassi:

While he couldn’t pick it up from the other’s scent alone, he could place a name with the other’s voice. “Ciao, sto facendo bene. Come su di te?” His crude tone didn’t change, but the underlying politeness remained in his voice. One would think that being fluent in Italian and English would be something he perfected by now, and it was, but he still slipped into Italian when surprise was a factor. 

“Sto bene, grazie!” She was well aware that she was coming off way more friendly than him, but she had come to believe that was just how Lorenzo was. “Seen Ivan lately? I have some business to do for him regarding a supplier. You know how that goes.” Small talk might as well be Carter’s middle name at this point. 

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ryde-on:

So, he should probably get a job. Not that he needed to with the funds Sebastian made, but it would give him some stuff to do during the day. Sure, he has a good part of his week with chasing down souls and ‘releasing’ new ones into the world, which was just a cute way of saying that he was killing people, but he hadn’t had an actual job in centuries. That also meant that he’d have to abide by rules, be on time and some other stuff like that but he saw it as a way to be social as well. And Ryder is a very social person. 

While he ran around sniffing out some souls to chat with he took breaks in between each run to look at some stores. Some had ‘help wanted’ posters up and he kept track of the ones that peeked his interest. He wouldn’t get to them today, but he’d come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to stick his head into their doorways. 

Ryder had just parted ways with his most recent buddy from the backside of Devils Fork. It was a shame that the girl didn’t have the stamina and spunk like she had claimed in the beginning- no innuendo included since it was just a friendly chat that was played out by fists. He didn’t even need to shift or bleed into the shadows this time, and that left him feeling a bit disappointed while he still had some energy to spare. That was never a good sign since he got so damn jittery before he found a way to tire himself out.

 The side of his leather jacket didn’t look stained, but there was definitely fresh blood in the fabric. He had enough sense to wash himself up in a public bathroom, and he honestly didn’t care if other people could smell it as he made his way into the inner town. A cup of coffee sounded like a great idea and right as he was about to place his order he nearly collided into the person in front of her. “You fucked Jesus Christ himself today? Damn mark me down as impressed,” he said with a wide smile. 

Carter snorted. Actually snorted. Few people made her do that, but the man in front of her succeeded on the first sentence out of his mouth. “What can I say, I’m a woman of persuasion.” She laughed. “Sorry about almost melting your skin with my coffee.” She shrugged before taking a sip of the hot drink, relishing at how it burned her tongue. She loved that feeling.  Carter couldn’t help but smell the distinct scent of blood on the man. Her nose was too good. Just an observation, she couldn’t care any less. She had a giant stain on her scrubs anyways. 

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If he took some time out of his day to just think about his surroundings he’d realize just how far Isolon had come. When Lorenzo had first arrived The Rift had been the hottest gossip for years. No one wanted to break the peace treaty between both sides, but the tension between all species was thick enough to be cut with a knife. Then the war fell through and tore the city and it’s citizens down to the bare roots. He could still smell the rotten smoke from the dead being burned in large piles. The heavy iron of blood was always around and it nearly drove the vampires insane. Well, it had for some but he had walked out of the war with a good amount of injuries and a new perspective of things. 

Now, though, the only reminder of it were the buildings and the demeanor of some of the people. He couldn’t see the city but he could get a rough map of it if he echolocated, but he didn’t do it often enough to let it all soak in. The thought of this struck him out of nowhere as he stirred his coffee. His sunglasses sat comfortably on the bridge of his nose as he topped his cup of coffee. Lorenzo briefly wondered if he should make some rounds and check on the few people he had bonded with from the war, but the thought dissolved when he walked out of the cafe. He hadn’t walked more than a few steps before he nearly walked into someone. “Scusami,” he said gruffly as he took a step to the side.

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Carter lived for her coffee. Even when she didn’t “need” it she was still drinking it. Hell, she was so used to drinking at least 3 cups a day that it didn’t even give her a boost anymore. As you would expect it, she was on her way there right now with her laptop and notebook. She had some emails to send out anyways. She was in too deep of thought trying to think of who she should contact first when she side swiped someone. The voice was immediately recognizable. 

“Ciao, Lorenzo. Come stai?” With her parents being Italian immigrants, she knew her fair share of the language. Well, enough for it to be workable. Also, she found that Lorenzo responded better when she used Italian. Carter never really knew what to make of him. He was nothing more to her than a “friend” of her alpha and someone she crossed paths with business wise. 

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claws-out-eris:

Eris could smell the other was a wolf, almost hear it in her blood- like a longing howl. The woman wrinkled her nose a little, she wasn’t the hugest fan of others wolves since most seemed horribly up their own asses and Eris never ever did ‘the pack thing’. Being a lone wolf was far better. “New tat, large piece ribs, I had a free slot so I’m happy to draw on myself…Kills the time y’know?” The she wolf nodded, as if it was obvious, it’s not like anyone was dumb enough to pick a fight with her, she was no Alpha but not exactly weak either.

Carter was impressed, to say the least. She had always wanted tattoos, but never really knew what to get. Not to mention, it’s a little more difficult to get a tattoo that won’t disappear when you’re part wolf. Damn enhanced healing could be a real bitch sometimes. It was possible, but Carter didn’t have the patience. Clearly this girl did. Bless her. “I give you props. Beautiful work, though. I’m Carter.”