Pack Criminal;

Rowen Kesper. Omega Werewolf. Fifty-Five but looks somewhere in my thirties. Heterosexual. Unclaimed Slave.

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jackscnx:

Jackson rolled his eyes. Partially at her move to check the beer, secondly at her little comment. Though, it was more of a nuisance than anything.  ❝ Well, I’m hoping I already did, ❞  he replied, his tone a tad playful as he gave the red head a little wink. 

“Well you didn’t-- Keep dreaming, Jackson.” She shook her head at the man and brought the beer up to her lips so she could take a deep sip of it. Of course, it happened to be the beer she liked. But that could also stem from her background and their pack.

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jackscnx:

He didn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes. She was being overdramatic, and he wasn’t interested in putting up with it. ❝That’s bullshit,❞ he said flatly. ❝Here’s the thing, Rowen. I don’t give a fuck. I didn’t then, I sure as fuck don’t now. You don’t anyone else to blame but yourself. Whine, cry, bitch, it doesn’t matter to me.❞

“Fuck you!” If he didn’t want to care, that was his own thing. She only wished she’d seen it sooner. She would have hit him if she’d thought she could have one the fight. As it was-- she could only snarl loudly. At least her pack had taught her how to fight. “I hope they screw you over next.”

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jackscnx:

He wasn’t surprised by her coldness, in fact, he expected it. Especially considering their last conversation. He nudged it closer to her.  ❝Take it.❞ This time it was an order.

Rowen reached out and took the beer from the wolf. She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. Checking for any sort of poison that might hurt her. She didn’t trust him anymore. “Shouldn’t you be out finding a girl who will bend over for you?”

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aedan-oconnor:

“The celebrations are more for those of us on this side of the bars, but it wouldn’t hurt to loosen up. Might even enjoy yourself.” Aedan huffed a small chuckle, scenting the wolf in her on the next inhale. “Y’might count yourself lucky they didn’t string you up naked like a party decoration.” He added almost as an afterthought. He was not entirely serious but the idea was nonetheless an attractive one. “Unless you’d like that, s’not too late, just say the word.”

“It’s a little more complicated than that. Loosening up could mean someone doing something I don’t want.” She allowed a shrug to roll off her shoulders. She nearly rolled her eyes at the man. “Not exactly my thing-- But I’m sure if you’re interested in that one of them would be willing.”

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lilithissms:

“You stood up for yourself and they tossed you into a cell? Seems a little extreme, don’t you think?”

“You’ll have to talk to my pack about that. I don’t make the rules.”

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jericho-danvers-geamana:

From the dangerous glint in Jericho’s gaze, it was patently clear that if he were given the opportunity to, he’d have done just that and damn the consequences. “What happened?” he inquired simply, sudden concern overriding his usual gruffness. “And are you alright here?  I trust no one has … harmed you, yet?”

Rowen enjoyed the dangerous glint, even if she knew she shouldn’t. How easily something like that could get turned on her. But for now it reminded her of the men she had grown up with, and she took what she could get in this place. “I’m fine. He just got a little more handsy than I would have preferred. And I don’t want vampire teeth in my neck.” She crossed her arms over her chest. “No. I’m unharmed. But who knows for how long.”

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emmcx:

❝You’re not in the cell now,❞ Emma pointed out with a brow raised, ❝Why not enjoy being cell free while you can? ❞

“It’s foolish to not be on my guard even more now.”

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swearwlf:

“All of it’s counter-intuitive and hatable, get used to it.” Of course Georgia was enjoying herself well enough on this odd excuse for a holiday, but she could still shift her perspective very easily. It made it hard to know where to stand on most matters. “It’s beyond me why they’re actually letting you run free for now, but better make the most of it.”

“It’s a false sense of freedom and I don’t like it-- I would rather they just be up front. And now everyone is going to be rowdier.”

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bxbepril:

“I…” April simply nodded at first. She’d only just arrived and had no idea what to make of the place, let alone this sudden celebration of something she’d never heard of. “D-Do you know what we’re celebrating? I’m glad that we’re not in cells right now—”

“Some witch’s holiday that I don’t care about.” She grumbled with a shrug of her shoulders. “What does it matter? Just gives them more of an opportunity to get their hands on us.”

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lilithissms:

“You shouldn’t be in a cell? Then why not explain just why you Are in a cell, mm?”

“I stood up for myself. That’s why. Simple as that.”

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demon-of-love:

“Typically yes, but I was cursed, with human emotions” He said and smirked softly “I can feel everyone around me, all at once, ant not like most of my kind, who can just feel whos ready to fuck, but I can feel who is happy, sad, scared, in love, heartbroken, angry, melancholy, displeased, horny, creative, FUCK” He yelled loudly, his voice grew louder with every word he said, “Sometimes, I can feel if someone is hungry!” 

“I’m not sure you should call it a curse.” She responded. Feeling things, that shouldn’t be a curse. She licked her lips and furrowed her brow as he got louder. “So you can feel everything I can feel?” She didn’t like that-- because it meant he could sense how upset and broken she was despite her brave face.

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demon-of-love:

“demon spawn baby” He winked “Incubus to be specific, cursed Incubus to be exact” He glared out to the idiots wondering around town, having fun, “Fucking witches,” He looked back up at the girl “Oh yes, I have been through a few packs I my life, you Wolves have fun in a weird, way” 

“Incubus-- Aren’t they sexual creatures?” If anything, she at least read enough to know a little about the world. “Fucking witches indeed,” She muttered. The girl blew out some air and looked to the side. “We wolves do a lot of weird things. Though my pack isn’t the best example of a good wolf pack.”

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demon-of-love:

He shook his head, with a soft smile “No wolfie, not like hell, I was born in a hell pit, literally” He ran his hand over his short hair. Then he sighed “So, let me ask this, because I dont, this conversation will move nowhere. Why dont you belong here?” He said the last part with fake emotion. 

“Of course you were.” Rowen blew out some air before moving her hand to rub at her eyes. She was just tired. “I don’t belong here because I don’t. My pack is just a big bunch of idiots.”

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demon-of-love:

Derek looked at the small girl “Mh, most people here hate it, thats part of this life I assume” He muttered “Try spending hundreds of years being birthed in a hell pit” He shook his head before glancing at the girl trying to read her, his ability to read peoples auras was acting up with all the people around.  

“Well I shouldn’t be here.” And she shouldn’t. She’d just been forced to make a choice that changed her entire life. “Trust me-- I understand what it’s like to spend your life in hell.” She crossed her arms over her chest.

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“It seems kind of counter-intuitive to celebrate like this when I’m just going to end up in a cell I shouldn’t be in. I really really hate this place already.”

[jackscnx]

Jackson walked down the streets of Geamana, with a slightly impressed look on his face, with two beers in hand. ❝Look, I’m not big into this witchy fuckin’ holidays,❞ he began, as he took another look around him, ❝But shit, I love the excuse to get shit faced.❞ Like he needed it. He extended the beer to person before him. ❝Here, drink with me.❞

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Rowen watched the man, eyeing the bar as he extended it. She nearly rolled her eyes. Annoyed with his obvious cheer. “You love a lot of things you probably shouldn’t.” He remarked. Still pissed off at him, but somehow still feeling the need to be close to him.