someone's in the wolf

Aurora "Rory" Willis. 22. Beta. Adopted by my stepfather daughter. Waitress.

[rory-willis]

hal-monroe

Hal offered the woman a smile, grabbing a small booth and dropping down into it, “You’ve been here a few times that I’ve come in.” He said, shifting and leaning back, “Don’t worry- I won’t be much of a hassle. I’m just as tired as you probably are. Just a water will be fine, thanks.”

The beta furrowed her eyebrows slightly, more surprised than actually confused though the expression could be taken for either. “Are you sure?” It was rare that people ordered something that simple when coming into the diner. Especially after a long day. “It’s really no trouble if you want something more than that.” Was Rory tired? Of course. But she could soldier through and do her job. She always had before.

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parker-mckinnen

His hand sunk into the mess of curls as he blew out a long sigh. “Gonna be honest- haven’t thought that far.” It came out with a laugh, but even then it sounded pitiful. “Maybe whatever the soup of the day is, I don’t know. Anything would do at this point.” His stomach certainly wasn’t picky when he was this starved.

“Maybe coffee too-” Parker paused abruptly and pursed his lips. “Nevermind- should probably get water.” Unfortunately, staying hydrated was the key to a somewhat bearable next few days.

“Right. Water and soup. Coming right up.”

God, she was going to be so tired of water by the time everything was over. As much as she didn’t mind it most of the time it became tedious and dull when she had to drink almost nothing but water due to heat. Rory was not down for that. Flavor made the world go round, after all.

After a moment motivating herself to move- how was she that tired when heat hadn’t even started yet?- the beta made her way around the counter and through the double doors for the kitchen. She could focus on work, right? Easy.

Returning from the kitchen a minute later, bowl in hand, she made her way back over to the counter. “Chicken and rice soup. Water coming right up.” Yup, that day was going to go on forever.

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hal-monroe

A long day at the flower shop had bled into night without Hal noticing- filling out paperwork in his office, and making sure they had all the flowers ordered for the upcoming arrangements they had promised. By the time he finally noticed how late it was getting, his stomach was growling, and he didn’t much feel like crawling home and cooking.

He made his way into the diner, with the sun long set, bell on the door jingling overhead, and smiled at the waitress at the counter, offering a small wave. “How’re you doing today? It’s Rory, right?”

“Yeah, that’s me.” It took Rory a moment for her brain to kick back into gear. That was the problem with long days- her brain would inevitably get tired of the interacting and decide that no, it didn’t want to function for a while. It she was heading home that wouldn’t be too bad. If she was still at work? Not such a good thing.

Snapping out of it the beta hoped down from her seat. “Take a seat anywhere you’d like.” Thankfully with the mass exodus of the college students heading back towards campus for the day, the diner was pretty empty. “Can I get you something to drink to start?” Just get back into the routine.

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parker-mckinnen

There weren’t many things Parker actually hated, but heats were definitely one of the top three. They made everything practically unbearable in every sense possible. It’s bad enough he dealt with sensory overload often enough. So to have that doubled while he was reduced to some idiotic teenager that thought from his other head? That was just a surefire recipe for completemisery.

Dread hung over his head like a cartoonish black cloud. He was more irritable nowadays even though he wasn’t feeling the worst symptoms of the oncoming heat just yet. The knowledge of the near future was enough to sour his mood, and it was only going to get worse from here on out.

The low growl that emitted from his stomach made him grimace. It’d been almost half a day since he had last ate, and he hadn’t realized it until a few minutes ago. Parker pushed his way into the diner with his mouth open, ready to say something in greeting. Yet nothing came out when he saw the only occupant in the area. She looked like how he felt.

“Hey,” he called out after a second and went to seat himself a few spots away from the other.

“Hey.” Time to work again. That’s all her brain kept telling her. It was time to work again, to get off of that seat and do her job but good god, she didn’t want to. It would have been nice to be able to just sit in that spot until her shift ended and then go home and get some rest. But unfortunately that wasn’t an option. And for as kind and understanding as her boss could be? He couldn’t take it lightly. So no, she had to channel whatever energy she had left and move. Taking a deep breath she hoped down off of the seat and turned towards the man who had come in. His energy was unmistakable and so was the weariness. It was both an advantage and disadvantage of being a were- you could sense things about others that most people might miss. And damn did she sympathize with the weariness. “What can I get for you today?” Odds were that whatever it was wouldn’t take away the weariness- streamlining caffeine wouldn’t- but if there was anything she could do to make things a little easier? Might as well give it a try.

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fredettev

“I’m fine, love, just tired,” they smiled weakly, knowing full well it wasn’t the least bit convincing.

Their phone sat in front of them, the screen lighting up every so often with notifications Virgil opted to ignore - instead trying to lose themselves in the cheerful sounds of the outdoors. They’d decided to do some watercolor doodling at their favorite picnic table, the vibrant colors of springtime both inspiring and a pleasant change from the grey walls of the East Stroudsburg EMT center, but ended up with nothing but overwhelming guilt and a finished landscape that seemed too bright for their current mood.

As a general rule of thumb, the fae was almost overwhelmingly optimistic and refused to believe anything negative couldn’t be spun with a silver lining, but there was one exception to that rule- their brother. He was probably Virgil’s favorite person in the entire universe, the one person they’d willingly admit was better than them at most things, and yet he was the person they’d wronged the most. It was never on purpose, not on their part at least, but they’d practically tortured the poor guy with magic when they were kids.

The weight of their actions had never left them, which is exactly why their brother had brought it up in the first place. If anyone knew how to tear Virgil apart, it was their family.

“You don’t seem fine.” Granted, Rory had to admit she didn’t know the person sitting near her. She recognized the face- it was hard not to recognize people from around town- but she had never spoken to him. As small as their town was it was still very possible to live there your entire life and never meet some of the other residents- never talk to them and never even learn their name.

“I mean, I’m not going to pry,” she assured as she took a seat, watching the other carefully. If they wanted her to leave she most definitely would- but if they didn’t mind the company she was more than willing to stay. “So I won’t bother you and try to make you tell me what’s wrong. But if you want to talk, you can. Or we can talk about something else that has nothing to do with what’s bothering you if you think that will help.”

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Rory was tired. It was a long day at the diner with all of the college students coming in and taking up tables, ordering cup after cup of coffee while trying to study for exams and get papers in. It was always easy to tell when it was crunch time for something at the college by how many people filed into her job and stayed for hours caffeinating themselves. Not that she could really blame them. Classes were probably hell. But still, by the end of the day the werewolf was ready to crawl into bed for about a week- and her night wasn’t even over yet. Just her luck. But at least it had quieted down some.

Hoping up onto one of the seats at the counter Rory decided to take advantage of the momentary quiet, leaning back against the countertop and gazing at the far wall- it wasn’t the first time she had counted the tiles to pass the time.

She knew, of course, that sooner rather than later someone would come in and spoil the quiet but hey, she would take what she could get for the time being.

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ftclara

Clara gently rubbed her hands over the injury, wincing slightly. She healed what she could before sighing. “It’s certainly a pain in the ass. Excuse my French.” She chuckled as she rested back on her palms, head lolling to rest on her shoulder as she gazed out at the forest around them. They were certainly lucky to live in a place like this.

“Yeah, I like to come in and out of town. I had the job that basically meant I had to pack up and leave for what felt like endless amounts of time. I loved it though. It took me to beautiful places and I met so many amazing people but… This place is home. As much as I hate to admit it. I never thought I’d be the type to settle after my work but here I am.” She chuckled.

The wolf nodded slowly and smiled. “I’ve met Uriel, briefly. Sparrow?” She’d heard plenty about the witch while she was in town. “I think she’s a mother to most, bless her. She sounds amazing.” Clara mused with a smile. “Thank you, Rory. I wasn’t sure who was still in town. For all I know, Sparrow could’ve left town months ago, not that I’m sure she would.”

Rory waved off the apology for the language of choice with a slight flick of her wrist. She heard far worse in her every day- both when she would go visit Alex at work and at her own job. Sometimes it seemed that people at the diner forgot that their waitresses could hear and understand everything they were saying. Which means they often opened their mouth without thinking about it. So, one could definitely say she was accustomed to rude people, perverted people and colorful language. It was at the point that she rarely noticed it any longer.

“I think most people want that- a home they can go back to, at least at the end of the day.” While she herself had never traveled outside of East Stroudsburg for anything more than a vacation she could imagine that people traveled for work would have a sense of comfort from knowing that they always had somewhere to return to, a place to call home when everything was said and done. “I think it’s only natural.” She would have said human but, well, they weren’t exactly human were they?

For a second Rory just looked at the blonde when she said that perhaps Sparrow had left town but only because, well, the beta couldn’t imagine it. Yes, she knew that logically anything was possible. But it was almost unfathomable. “Oh, I think Sparrow will be here for the rest of her life. I can’t imagine her leaving town let alone leaving her ‘children’. And you’re right- she does seem to have quite a few in town. But she also seems oddly happy that way.” Or at least she had never heard of the witch complaining.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: the perks of being my best friend

Alex: he is very cuddly and agile

Rory: Can I return this friendship to sender? Kidding.

Rory: ...are we straying into overshare territory or...?

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: actually i am leaning more towards him being a cat

Alex: he would be a cute cat and he kind of acts like one already

Alex: i only gush to a few ppl

Rory: And I am your gush target? Okay then.

Rory: How is he cat like? Do I wanna know?

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: i will ask him

Alex: honestly he would be cute as either one

Alex: but he's already cute now so that doesn't really change anything

Alex: he makes the cutest faces when he is sleeping you have no idea

Rory: And he's getting mushy again.

Rory: I mean, cute? You're in love so I have to excuse your mushy cute gushing, I guess.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: i think he might

Alex: i mean we are the coolest

Alex: or do you think he would want to be a cat instead? he could ask lilith

Rory: I mean, I'm a werewolf who loves cats so...no judging.

Rory: Either maybe. Ask him. He'll probably be honest with you.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: maybe

Alex: do you think it would be okay if he became a wolf?

Alex: like do you think he would like it?

Rory: I mean, there's no rule against it.

Rory: You think he'd want that?

Rory: I may be biased but what's not to like about being a wolf? Minus the silver allergy but a least wearing it isn't bad.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: if you want to you can. i don't know it's just little things that he says. it's kind of a vibe i get from him mostly

Alex: gee thanks

Rory: Maybe he feels left out since almost everyone he knows isn't human?

Rory: Or everyone he's close to, at least.

Rory: I say it with love and you know it.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: just a few comments

Alex: i will get down on one knee and everything

Rory: What kind of comments? Do you want me to talk to him? (I mean, we /are/ trying the bonding thing for you.)

Rory: There you go. I knew you had a brain.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: i just have a feeling

Alex: romantic dinner, walk in the park to the cute bridge on the little pond?

Rory: Has he said anything?

Rory: That definitely could work. Just don't be a blunt fool like you can be. Be /sweet/ about it. I know you. You're the type to be like /we should get married/ and keep walking like you commented on the weather.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: that is exactly how my brain works

Alex: so i kind of think that he does not want to be a human

Rory: I know. Best friend, remember? I know you too well.

Rory: Wait, really? Since when? This is brand new information.

Rory: Not changing the subject- still wanna know about that- but think romantic, think sweet- go against your normal brain, Alexy.

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Alex --> Rory

Alex: You should not be threatening your best friend like this

Rory: I do because I love you but I know you.

Rory: Your brain works like this 'Remus loves horror, we should do something scary'. And your /human/ soulmate pees his pants.