Micheal ‘Mike’ Johansen

Michael believes in lasting first impressions and these first impressions making or breaking a deal. He dresses well and always strive for leaving a lasting impressions for key future contacts. Michael has spent his whole life improving himself and coming up with better ways to make the supernatural world around him stronger and less individualized.

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clarissefields​:

Clara stopped mid-stride and turned in her heels. She caught a glimpse of his gesture towards the woman and found a smile appearing on her face. When he finally caught up to her, Clara had smoothed her face out into a more generically pleasant smile. “Here and there, I had a business trip over seas.” Clara looked down, mildly embarrassed at the mention of St. Patrick’s Day. “I also may have been hiding from you after what I heard you experienced that night. Me beyond tipsy, Asa and Bryce being well… Asa and Bryce.“

“Where exactly overseas? Did anything good happened?“ Mike laughed out loud at her embarrassment, unable to help himself and when he quieted down, he had a bright smile on his face. “It was nothing new, Clara. I have dealt with my fair share of clan members being in their cups.“

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siobhancooke​:

Siobhan stopped and waited for him to catch up with her. “Well aren’t you a charmer. Trying to get the whole city to fall in love with you?” She teased about his little display. “I’ve had to pick up a lot of Sam’s work, since he’s been focusing on finding a location for the new University. I’m glad to see you survived everything, it seemed like you had your hands full with everyone.’

“Oh no, it's just Ms. Annamay. She’s my dream gal, Siobhan and she’s only two years younger. Chases after my heart, that one.“ Mike chuckled, resisting the urge to look over his shoulders. “It was a learning experience. I know I won’t be attending next year. University? I heard some talk about it but I haven’t gotten the full story.“

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In the Fields Hotel Garden

“Hey! Wait up!“ Mike stood up, waving his hand to grab their attention. Halfway across the walkway he stop in his tracks to blow a kiss back at the elderly lady he had been sitting on a bench and chatting with under a blossoming tree. “For good luck. Make sure you catch it on its way down,“ he winked before turning his attention back to the person he saw and jogging up to them the rest of the way. “Where have you disappeared to? I don’t think I’ve seen you since Saint Patrick's Day.” 

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Assignment Prompt 

How to tell it’s Micheal in his shifted form.... Because he has no scars

Micheal has a light yellow patch of fur on his right thigh and front paws because of his strict seal diet as a child. It’s light yellow because seal oils stain fur. He believes that due to old age the fur around his eyes and snout is nearly non existent. He isn’t worried because his family has a history of it. Last Micheal checked he was considered overweight in his shifted form. Micheal is over 1,800 pounds shifted. An adult male polar bear weighs around 775 to 1,200 lbs. He is the biggest polar bears when shifted and is easily pointed out because of it. Much to his disdain, Michael’s canine teeth are discolored. No matter how hard he tried he can’t getting them to turn white like his human teeth. His black claws are outrageously long and sharp. He refuses to cut them now that he is in a hotter climate like most other polar bears have done. In colder climates his claws help him walk on snow and ice. He isn’t ready to let the possibility of never going home go. The quickest way to find Micheal is a group of other polar bears would be to find the lone bear. Micheal perfres solitary when shifted. While he will not be antisocial, he also won’t be with the crowd. Always head towards the loner polar bear when looking for Micheal in his shifted form. Also, Micheal is ambidextrous in both of his forms.

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brycesshow​:

Bryce glared at him before flicking her long hair over her shoulder and into his face as she turned to make her way, slowly, to the closest seat. “Can you even be trusted to look after me without causing a scene?” she asked him. She hadn’t talked to him about the zoo incident and had had no intention of doing so but the drinks she’d had lowered that intention. 

Bryce reminded Micheal of his daughter during her teenage rebel phases when her hair slapped across his face. Instead of feeling angry, he had to suppress a laugh at her antics, and followed behind her protectively. “That depends on you and where this conversation is leading.” 

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clarissefields​:

“Some vodka drink that tastes like juice. Not what I usually go for.” Clara sighed, shutting her eyes for a moment to focus herself. “Good. I’m glad you’re enjoying it. I feel like you fit in well here. Not that that’s my place to say but I’m glad you joined our pack.” Clara could feel herself rambling and shut her mouth quickly. She looked around for any sight of something not alcoholic.

“Wow. Vodka has started to taste like juice? That’s concerning. The only next step is water.“

“I’m glad too, Clara,“ he grinned, trying to keep her attention on him. “How is it not your place to say how obviously amazing I have been for this clan? Its okay, everyone deserves a little praise now and again.” 

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brycesshow​:

“I’m fine.” she insisted, putting her hands out to stop him moving her any further. After a moment she felt like she’d found her feet again, “I’m fine.” she repeated

“I was it were true but saying it doesn’t make it a reality.“ Micheal chuckled. “But if you insist...“

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asafields​:

   “You kidding, I’m just trying to have a good time.”

“We can continue to have a good time once you take a few minutes to yourself. We wouldn’t want you tripping over yourself.“

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clarissefields​:

Clara laughed and let him lead her off. “You might be right.” With assurance from Hollis she let herself cut a little loose tonight and she could feel the vodka catching up to her. Once they were on the sidelines she let herself lean against the wall. “And how are you enjoying your first St. Patrick’s Day here?”

“What have you been indulging in?“ Micheal teased. Smelling the alcohol on her breath. “It’s different but I’m enjoying myself. I have no complaints.“

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Cryptic’s Night of Freedom

“Okay... You had one too many... Come on,“ Michael laughed as they danced towards the sidelines. 

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asafields​:

  He nodded, “I suppose that is a good point, but I’m still hoping it works out.”

“Yeah. Do you need to get some rest?“

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asafields​:

He nodded, “I am sure that you and Clara will work things out. You get along really well.”

“Getting along and having two strong and similar personalities under the same roof isn’t exactly a recipe for success.“

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asafields​:

   “Damn. I didn’t know something happened with you and Clara, I hope everything is alright.”

“She showed up not too long after you did and we exchanged a few heated words.“ Micheal sighed. “Me too.“

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clarissefields​:

Clara nodded and took another sip of her drink. “Thank you for your apology.”

“Fishermen… I can’t say I imagine any of the local members of our human shifters doing that. What other clans were up by you? I never thought to ask before.” She watched his reaction with surprise, and prepared herself for the worst. “Yes, you are free from any possibilities of ruining our friendship.” Clara listened, nodding at certain points. She swirled her drink, thinking for a few moments before speaking. “And you believe that you know what I am and am not?”

“Thank you for accepting it,“ Micheal chuckled. “They were... Our human shifters were, lets say they were pleasant. We also had a few witches and warlock covens but they were all separated. The local covens were more like Montagues and Capulet’s without Romeo and Juliet to bring them together or put an end to their feuds. There was also no Undergrounds. The few vampires we had locally were all mated to magic users or human shifters and rarely came out. Our wolf clan had joined the local coyote clan once their numbers were nearly depleted. I think there may have been a few wolverines and foxes that joined them later on. We never shared out land with clan cat, hyena, jackal or rat.“

“I am no longer a clan leader but I have a strong nose for great leadership. Plus, I am a great judge of character. I rather see things for myself than hear it from others.“

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asafields​:

“How’s everything following the zoo ordeal?”

“I’m cleaning it up. I have a lot of loose ends to tie and a friendship to mend with your sister.“

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clarissefields​:

“You are right, but now I have to ask are we now going to argue over who was in the wrong?” Humor laced her voice and she shook her head, reaching over the bar to top of her own drink. “I think I will have some more if that’s the case.”

Clara nodded, a smile forming on her face. “That is very generous of you. You could make a donation to the police force, but that generally stopped working a century ago. Volunteering might work, but I wouldn’t stress yourself out over it. And trust me that the Nimbles don’t need your money. We’ve had an arrangement with them for decades and I’ve been friends with Percy since we were children.” She took another sip of her drink and swiveled a little on the bar stool. “Be honest with me. Am I what they say? Or at least do I come off like that? I don’t think I have many impartial critics to check with. At least not ones without their own agendas.”

“My mind is made up. There’s nothing to argue about,“ he smiled, hearing the humor in her voice. “Thank you, Clara, for understanding.“

“Its hard to give someone something when they have everything or can get it themselves. I hope that they will understand that it isn’t a bribe but I’ll take your advice into consideration. Human shifters were fisherman and nimbles were rare since they’re extremely sensitive to the cold.“ Micheal paused, not expecting their conversation to turn in that direction. He took a few gulps of his drink before continuing. “Being honest, without possibly ruining, any further, what I believe is a strong partnership and friendship? That’s impeccably hard. I believe as the leader of a wide variety of heavies and with your numbers, that you have to give off a certain persona. Which can come off as something you aren’t, especially once someone comes to know you on a personal level. Sadly, it’s the way things have to be, otherwise, you’ll be eaten alive or taken advantage of.“

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clarissefields​:

“No, thank you. I have some more applications to review after this.” Clara took another sip of the little bit of whisky left in her glass. “I feel as though I owe you an apology. I came into the situation with preconceived notions and a temper. You have done nothing that would have indicated you intended to cause any upset at the zoo and I should have trusted you.” 

“I don’t think I can accept you’re apology. I was out of line and would have wrangle someone neck if they took the tone I took with you the other day. We both lost our temper and went further then we would have dared if we had full control of our emotions. Am I right?“

“I’m not good at apologizing with word but I’ve already made an donation to the zoo and talked them into hiring outside specialist for each of the animal species. I wanted to ask you if I should make a donate to the nimbles and human shifter too or should I simply volunteer.“ Micheal paused when the bartender came with his drink. “I would also like to know what I can do to make it up to you? Saying sorry doesn’t seem like enough.“