Its always better to be looked over than overlooked

Delaney Davenport. Age:20. She/Her. Werewolf. Don't talk about yourself so much darling, we'll do that when you leave.

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Welcome Welcome | Open

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Roman grabbed her a little more firmly when she almost tumbled to the ground. “If I leave you now, you’ll never get home.” He said it with a chuckle but meant it seriously. She was a mess and clearly couldn’t handle herself. 

He turned his back on her and bent forward slightly. “Hope on.” The only way he’d get her anywhere was to carry her and perhaps a piggyback ride would be less embarrassing for her. “Come on. We’ll get there faster this way.”

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“I know that.” She shot him an indignant look but then had to smirk, her hand reaching up and patting his cheek. “Look at the sky though...it appears to be quite welcoming.”

Her expression was quite confused at what he did next and Delaney could only stand there and stare for a moment. “I am not getting on your back!...no way.” Sporting a frown, she stood there stubbornly with her arms crossed. 

Looking around and feeling herself swaying slightly from side to side, Delaney sighed and jumped on his back. It was only when she was on it, the blonde couldn’t help but grin.

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Come undone|Delaney&Jackson

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Jackson sat back down again and pulled from his glass. Jackson had a feeling it wouldn’t be safe for anyone much longer. The city was a powder keg ready to explode at any minute from the slightest spark. He was wondering if his sentencing would finally be that spark.

After taking about half the glass in one gulp Jackson put it back down on the table. “If that’s your decision then you have my support.” For as long as he could give it. Jackson still had the clicking clock in the back of his mind. Every life had an expiration date, his was only a coming sooner than expected.

“Well, I’m not taking you until we are sure you are back in control, so that part isn’t really up for negotiation.” Jackson wasn’t going to debate with her. After the night they had it was clear she wasn’t ready. Fortunately, stubbornness was something he was used to dealing with.

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Delaney nodded and the expression on her face was softened by his response. “It is..I want to.” She was glad he said that and he would never know just how much she and his sister had helped her. The blonde was grateful to them and even though she wasn’t the type to constantly say it, she had said it a couple of times and that was quite a thing for her. Delaney didn’t show her appreciation to that many people at all. 

Her mouth opened to say something when he said it wasn’t up for negotiation about her mother. She knew she didn’t have enough control, her emotions ruled her behaviour too much at the moment, but it didn’t stop her brow furrowing at him. “But we could look into it and find out if she is still alive, right?..and then I would stay away until I was better with stuff.” Her visual never left him, hoping he would agree. In her head that was her intention anyway, but staying away might be impossible if they did find more information out.

She finally brought the drink to her lips and took one hell of a swig, the vapour hitting the back of her throat and making her cough. It wasn’t like she wasn’t used to drinking, but maybe a little less in one go might’ve been wiser. 

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Summons || Open

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“You sound like one.”

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“Yeah..and I am sensing that’s not a compliment.”

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[amcraxwclf]

“That’s good, you’re slowly adjusting. However, is it because of the help you got from the Wayas?” Peyton bluntly asked with a neutral expression.

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“Nothing seems to go unnoticed in this town, does it...” She rolled her eyes softly. “They did help yes...” Delaney kept her gaze on the brunette.She was part of the Waya pack now and wasn’t hesitant in saying so at all, but Peyton never mentioned it, so she shrugged. “They still are.”

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Come undone|Delaney&Jackson

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Jackson cocked his head to the side. JC had mentioned it specifically but he wasn’t surprised. She did a lot of things without referring to him. Having been the alpha while he was gone and even before that, JC did as she wished and often only came to him when things were really bad. But he didn’t tell Delaney that, his relationship with his sister was probably not something she cared about hearing now. “Has she told you have this war that’s started? I have no problem with you joining that pack, I’d welcome it, but I want to be sure you know this is not a safe time for us.” For any of the wolves really.

“I have that effect on people.” Jackson joked with only the hint of a smile. 

He stood and rubbed his beard. “I’ll see what I can find, but you’ll need to get a handle on yourself first. There’s no telling what searching for her will dig up.” His recent conversation with his own father was enough evidence of that. 

Jackson went to the counter and opened the top shelf. He pulled out a cheap bottle of whiskey and two glasses. After pouring some into both glasses he returned to the table. 

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Okay, so his whole demeanour and expression gave nothing away as to whether he knew the entire conversations which had occurred between her and JC. Although he didn’t look shocked by it either, So the blonde didn’t delve any further, instead she nodded. “She told me about the war and that was why I had to go and think about it rather than make a quick decision, but my answer is still the same. Yes I want to.” Her visual remained on him as she inhaled deeply through her nostrils. “It’s not safe for me anyway right now..and on my own I know I wont be safe.” Her hues slid to look at the floor before connecting with him again. She wanted to feel like she belonged somewhere too and she did with them--though she held back from saying. “I’m sure.”

“Yeah well..it worked.” She found herself giving a small smirk in response to his words. 

She shook her head. “Right okay..and thanks..but that could take a while--getting a handle on myself..and I can’t wait that long.”  She let out a sigh, knowing if she sat back and thought about it long enough, he was totally right, but unfortunately at the moment, stubbornness ruled.

Seeing the whiskey, Delaney offered him a relieved expression. “You read my mind.” She reached out for a glass, at least hoping one was for her.

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Decisions || Delaney&JC

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“That’s why you have Jackson and the rest of us now.” She explained, being a wolf had never been new to her. She didn’t recall a time when it wasn’t part of who she was.  Her Mother had taught her what it meant and her mother before that. It was their families duty to protect his town and the wolves in it.  “I’m glad too.”

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She wanted to show she was not fazed by any of it--to maintain the cool exterior she had got accustomed to for years, but Delaney knew it wasn't possible all the time like it used to be. Too many things had happened and it was difficult not to change and adapt the best way you knew how. “And that’s all I want.” She smiled, truly meaning what she said and far too stubborn anyway even if it hadn’t have been the case. “I won’t let you guys down.” She wasn’t confident she wouldn’t screw up considering how she’d been lately--but she would be loyal to them.

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Summons || Open

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“Man, were you trying to be a shrink or something?”

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Her brow raised and she just shot him a somewhat indignant look. “No.” Letting out a frustrated sigh, she threw her hands up. 

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Welcome Welcome | Open

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“I’m nice to everyone.” Until they gave him a reason not to be. “Okay.” He was happy to see she was at least not testing her limits when she linked arms with him. Roman doubted they’d get very far if she tried to walk completely under her own power. Even with him holding her up he still wasn’t sure that they wouldn’t end the night with him carrying her somewhere. 

He headed down the sidewalk at a slow pace that wouldn’t be too taxing on her. Roman just hoped that she’d have enough control to warn him if she was going to get sick. The last thing he wanted was to ruin his shoes. 

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Delaney was stubborn to a fault and it was only recently she had started to realise that herself. She would argue till she was blue in the face that she didn’t possess this trait in the past. She did though and it was becoming clear in every aspect of her life--like now for instance. She genuinely felt like her legs wouldn’t even hold her up, but she was waiting on that feeling where because of what she now was, it would shift the feeling of disorientation far quicker than for a human. Only she might’ve pushed that theory too far by downing liquor which was forty percent proof and whole bottles of it. “Oh...you’re nice to everyone...there’s me thinking I was something special.” She shot him a lazy smirk as she teased.

A couple of times she tripped but still managed to remain upright, until she really didn’t pick her feet up enough and her legs gave way for a moment. “Shit...” Furrowing her brow, she gave a frustrated sigh. “You should just leave...otherwise you will remember me as some hopeless drunk who couldn’t even hold her own weight.” 

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“Aw, but my arse is so cute,” he mocks, potting, but he can’t help the laugh that slips through the show of lips. 

It’s an easy response, for him. Chase is constantly teasing, constantly playing a game he’s been primed to win. He’s good at this, he’s used to this, this kind of flirtatious and cheeky gregariousness. It works for him, so he keeps it up. It keeps him going, stops him from thinking about everything else. Anything else that he shouldn’t be. The kinds of things that would be less pleasant. Harder to remain chipper about. 

He shrugs. “I reckon I know what ya mean, yeah.” Though he usually tries to make the most out of it. Finds someone equally as angry, as sad, to fuck him, to abuse him, to order him around. Whatever works to make him forget. 

He can feel that she’s all energy. All heat. It’s radiating off her like a bloody fucking furnace - she rumbles like a train engine. She got to be supernatural, he figures, but it’s an awkward thing to ask about. Not to mention a dangerous one. 

“So what’s so bad, can I ask? Or is that somethin’ ya wanna talk to a random stranger ‘bout?” A chuckle. 

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At the mention of his ass being so cute, Delaney cocked her head to get a better look and just ended up quirking a brow. “Hm...is that your opinion or the opinion of others?”

The guy throws her way of thinking and she isn’t quite sure if she is frustrated with him--pissed off with him--or actually finding amusement in his words. Either way, the blonde just stares at him blankly for a moment or two.

“So your bad times...are you referring to now or in the past?” Delaney deflects the situation from herself and brings him into the equation instead. “You don’t look like the kind of guy what would let anything bother you at all.”

She really needs to not be in the company of anyone in her current state. The blonde knows her mood is dangerous and the least little thing could throw her off the edge and show everyone what she really is. Yet old habits die hard and she still wants to try and visit some of the same places that she has always done for years. Only it is becoming more and more difficult lately. Her usual circle of friends are dwindling away and she is the only one that can be blamed for it--although she never told them that--she placed the blame in their hands. 

She gave a shrug. “Take me somewhere better than this--maybe buy me a drink and we can discuss it. “ Her expression lightened somewhat. “Let’s just say unwelcome changes tend to do that to you--throw you a curve ball that knocks you off centre for a while.”

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“Look, I just wanted to see how you’re holding up with your transition.”

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Delaney wasn’t expecting that response from her and so she nodded. “Well..the same I guess. Though I am not freaking out like the last time you saw me.”

[amcraxwclf]

“—I wasn’t finished talking to you.” 

[chaoticxenigma-blog]

“What is it you want, Peyton?..I’m late already.”

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Decisions || Delaney&JC

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“There are a lot of people like us in there. We stick together and look out of each other. Same as we do out here.” JC didn’t spend a lot of her time dwelling on what it had been like when she was in juvie. But she felt like Delaney needed to know this story. “No, you are a pretty typical werewolf, love.” She said smiling. “Good that’s how it should feel, wolves are meant to be alone.”

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“This stuff...I mean..all this stuff..it’s completely new to me, but I am trying.” Delaney meant absolutely everything, she wasn’t used to any of it at all. She wasn’t used to looking out for one another or anything which a pack represented. The blonde wolf was used to a different set of friends up to now, but this didn’t even feel like friends anyway--it felt more than that. “Okay...that makes me feel a little less crazy then.” Her visual lifted to look at JC and she gave a small smile. “I’m glad I went on that trip with you guys...it really helped me decide some stuff.”

[roman-arach-blog]

Welcome Welcome | Open

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“You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here,” he joked gently. His hand pushed her hair back off her shoulder. “Come on. I’ll help you. We’ll get some coffee and food.” There had to be a decent pizza place around here. The city was small but it couldn’t be that small. 

“Close your eyes and take some deep breathes. It’ll pass.” What a night this turned into. Roman didn’t know where he’d take her, but clearly she couldn’t just stay here by herself. 

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She looked up at him and then to their surroundings and Delaney nodded, attempting to stand up again and making sure she straightened her back. “Why are you being nice to me?” Her hand reached up and gently took hold of his chin and held it whilst her eye contact remained on his. “Coffee..maybe..” She let her hand drop to her side.

Closing her eyes made everything spin and she blinked a couple of times and looked up at him. “It’s fine..I’m fine...” She didn’t feel it, but knew it would wear off so much quicker than normal people. Linking her arm through his for support she took a deep breath. “Okay...let’s go.”

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Summons || Open

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“Good.” Jackson chuckled. “Is it? I hadn’t noticed.”

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“Well I will because...” She was about to be stubborn and say she would definitely do what she said, then realised he actually agreed. “Good?..oh..well yes, good!” She nodded and gave a smile, but it disappeared a little a few moments later. “You must’ve....I have used it loads of times and I am sure you will have in the past too even when you are anything but fine.”

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