Thomas Willows

Twenty Two Bartender at Franks' Werewolf Khaldun Pack

[t-homaswillows]

When Joey started to stir, Thomas crouched himself down by the couch in front of him, fixing his expression to not look too delighted by the events of the previous night. Okay, so he had been aiming for the annoyingly sweet little brother when his fangs had bitten down into Joey last month, but maybe it all worked out the way it was supposed to; this way was certainly more fun. "Hey, buddy." He drew the words out as he came back to consciousness, sure that he wouldn't remember the carnage he had caused. "How you feeling?"

@joeysalvatore

[lost-boy-andrew]

Andrew wasn't often caught up in his thoughts after spending most of his life on the run for one reason or another. He was often driven by his instincts or desires instead of fully thinking out a move. He had been stuck in his loyalty to Oliver for such a long time, his gratefulness to the people in Havensdale that had helped him. The idea of turning against any of the people who had helped him had paralyzed him from doing anything.

"Sorry, um what were you saying? I kind of got lost."

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas sighed heavily, not entirely happy that he was going to have to repeat himself, but willing to do it for the greater good. While infiltrating Lily's pack had been is main goal, he had also taken it upon himself to expose weaknesses in Frederick's following. If he could convince someone to defect as he seemingly did, he could point out weak links to Frederick. "I said... it's not too late to switch sides, you know? You don't have to be what they say you are."

[gcldenclaws]

Harry was sat on the front porch of the McReid house, lost in his own thoughts. Well, wallowing in his own thoughts might have been a better way of putting it. He knew he wasn't the only one but still. Lifting his head up, he caught their eye from the street, lifting his hand up to wave, "Morning." @havensdalestarters

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas turned on to the path leading up to the McReid house and was immediately met with Mr Sour Wolf himself. He looked behind him, checking that there was no one else there. Wow, he must have been extra miserable today, not that Thomas could really blame him; the shit that went down at the school was insane. Thomas didn't need to be told that Frederick wasn't behind this, but he couldn't be so sure about the other two.

The way he saw it, this conversation could go one of two ways. Either he could make a sarcastic comment and fall into one of their usual back and forths, or he could try again to break through his stupid walls. Thomas sighed and approached him, putting his foot on the bottom step and his hands in his pockets. "You okay, man?"

[oh-roxy]

"Small mercies," Roxy retorted coolly. She raised a brow at him, looking for any sign of reason behind his actions. A hint at how he got here and why. After all, Tommy had been one of Frederick's favourites. A golden boy. The prodigal son. "I'm sure I couldn't say," she started before letting out a little, mean, laugh. "He's seen much better days. Who knew you were so important? Another year of this and even Wendy Star won't be able to tolerate him."

[t-homaswillows]

As she watched him, Thomas raised a brow to mirror her own, almost daring her to keep verbally assaulting him. She was just so much better at it than Harry was, you know? At her laugh, he did find himself smiling. He couldn't help it; mocking Frederick had always been funny. "A shocking revelation for him, I'm sure." Thomas snorted and scrunched up his nose, "God, is she still throwing herself at the three of them? Can you imagine having to deal with her for eternity if someone actually cracks and vamps her up?" Talking to Roxy was too easy. He'd have to be careful here.

[ian-magic-son]

"Tom-a-roni! There's the main man, the big cheese. Did your hair get more luscious? Don't answer that, I'll only become insanely jealous. Anyway, you glaring at the Reese's Pieces or are you still on your Red Vine shit?" Ian had paraded onto the scene as usual, slightly buzzed and ready to fill the void with skittles. Running into Thomas was just a bonus.

[t-homaswillows]

Hearing Ian's voice, Thomas didn't have to fake a grin. Even when they were on different sides, he was a guy that was hard to hate. Maybe he was going soft, but being in a bar brawl with someone is its own kind of bonding experience. He had opened his mouth to respond, but Ian told him not to answer and it fell into a laugh and a head shake. "You could have an entire conversation with yourself, you know that, man?" Thomas proceeded to grab some random sweets, then turned his back on the antagonising aisle. "Don't even start, I've not had a Red Vine in about four years. I could snap at any moment." Harry would probably love it if he killed someone in a Red Vine induced rage.

[gcldenclaws]

Harry frowned at Thomas' smart ass response. This guy. He couldn't get past it and he couldn't get over it. Harry glowered at Thomas while he didn't even look back. It was waste of energy, right? It was ridiculous. And worst of all, what if Thomas really had done nothing wrong? Picked the wrong side and made a mistake. Harry couldn't stomach it. "I'm sour enough, thanks." He crossed his arms again before asking- "Where have you been?"

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas glanced at him from the corner of his eye, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, but it dropped quickly and his eyes returned to the sweets. "It's good to be self-aware." Despite his response, Thomas picked up two bags of Sour Patch Kids, tossing them into the basket with a bunch of other snacks. Finally, he turned his full attention to Harry. "Oh, you know." He indicated the basket with his free hand, holding it up for his inspection. "The chilled aisle, the bakery aisle, the fruit and veg section. On my way to the frozen aisle because you should always do that last. Care to join me? You can make sure I don't whittle a shiv out of the freezer ice and stab someone."

[amberclaws]

"Yeah, we're on a rota now that you're gone," she replied sarcastically. Amber held his gaze long enough for it to be a bad idea. She looked away, hating how he could still make her feel like her heart could burst. Like she could spill all her secrets just because he looked her way. "Anyway. Like you care."

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas pouted and nodded, not showing any inclination that he wanted to grin; that was funny. Instead, he simply watched her, holding her eye contact for longer than was comfortable for either of them. He wanted to tell her what he was doing, he did, but with so many eyes on him, he knew it was better to keep her in the dark. Amber looked away first and Thomas could breathe again. "Scathing." Thomas put the M&M's back on the shelf and took a step closer to her. "Do you care? I don't regret the choices I've made, but if you miss me..." He reached forward, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm sure Lily could find room for one more wayward wolf."

[oh-roxy]

"Oh Tommy, how the mighty have fallen. You must be exhausted, no? Being a little bitch baby clearly takes a lot of energy." Roxy said all of this as a means of greeting. She had played witness to Thomas' dramatic exit from their side, sporting his bloody face courtesy of Frederick Bellefonte. "Was that mommy on the phone?"

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas had to fight hard against his urge to smirk at Roxy's berating, swiftly altering it into an amused sturgeon expression, accompanied by a little one-shouldered shrug. "No need to be bitter just because your own mommy stopped calling." He put the Nerds back on the shelf and turned his attention fully to Roxy. God, how he missed her. Sometimes he wished that this little set up didn't have to be so secretive. "Speaking of bitch babies, how's Frederick doing? He's been looking a bit crispy since I left."

[amberclaws]

Amber would have recognised his voice anywhere. It had been almost 3 years since Thomas had left. Turned on them, she reminded herself. Betrayed them. Some days she wasn't sure if she was angry, hurt or... jealous. Keeping her expression as neutral as possible, she turned to face him.

"Sounds like you're really enjoying domestic life."

[t-homaswillows]

Hearing her voice, Thomas could actually feel his heart skip and he had to move quickly to catch a packet of M&M's that fell from his hand. "Yeah, it's um... Yeah." This was the hardest part of this undercover plan of Frederick's... No one else knew that he was still on their side; people like Amber didn't know that he hadn't ditched them. Thomas has accepted that this would be part of the job, and he was fine with that, but that didn't make it any easier. "What about you? Frederick got you grocery shopping?"

[gcldenclaws]

Before Drake, Harry wouldn't be so hard on Thomas Willows. If he had come to the pack before Founder's Festival, Harry would have been the first one to welcome him in. He would have stood up for him, treated him like part of the pack from day one. Now, Harry had no chances to give. Especially not to this guy. He should keep his cool. Harry was sporting an already-fading bruise, hair a mess, when he turned into the candy aisle-- "I thought I heard you."

[t-homaswillows]

Thomas looked round at Harry and sighed before returning his attention to the candy. This guy. Frederick had told him that it wouldn't be easy to gain the trust of the Morales pack after what happened with Drake, but it had been almost three years since he had joined Lily's pack and this guy just didn't drop his guard for a second. "Hey Harry. You want me to pick you up some Sour Patch Kids?"

[t-homaswillows]

"Lily, I'm telling you... The store is out of Twizzlers. Whatever magical power restocks Havensdale clearly doesn't care about our livelihood." Thomas pauses briefly as Lily speaks. "Of course there's no Red Vines. This town has never seen a single Red Vine, you think we're going to get them in this economy? I'll figure something out." He sighed as he hung up the phone, glaring at the candy aisle.

@havensdalestarters

[t-homaswillows]

𝒯𝒽𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌𝓈

Pronouns: He/Him Birthday: 26th September 1994 (22) Species: Werewolf - Khaldun pack Occupation: Bartender at Franks' Alliance: Evil - Bad GuysTM (Undercover as Resistance) Location: Inside the dome - living in McReid house with Morales pack

So What Happened?

Thomas had always been a loner, a rolling stone, a 'mind-your-own-fucking-business' kinda scowler. Sure, in his heart of hearts, he has always yearned for a place to belong-- for a real family who would love him like his own couldn't (or wouldn't).

Prone to running from anything real, he'd never found a place to stick around before. Not when the Belhavens fostered him, not when he met Amber and felt like there was a chance. Thomas always runs and he always ruins his own chances at happiness. It's just how it is.

Out on his own at eighteen, being bitten by Frederick Bellefonte might as well have been the best thing that ever happened to him. He was slow to trust, but knew an opportunity when he saw one. Plus, being a werewolf? He felt powerful for the first time in his life. He felt like he had the upper hand and admittedly, he wasn't opposed to being a little cruel.

When D-Day (Founders Festival) finally hit, Thomas let out a sigh of relief. He was a part of something. He was taken fully under Frederick's wing and to this day, he's the closest thing to a father he's ever had. The one who chose him, cared about him, gave him a new life. Thomas is 100% loyal to him and this cause.

So when the idea was floated around that someone might try and infiltrate Lily Khaldun's pack, Thomas volunteered. It had been six months since the dome came down (roughly two-and-a-half years ago now). They really had to sell it, Frederick injuring Thomas before he ‘ran away’ to seek refuge from Lily who, of course, took him in.

It wasn't easy, though. Beth Morales' pack had joined forces with Lily's and they'd been hurt before (see: Drake). They were not prone to trusting some new guy who had been on the wrong side of the fight. Thomas more than had his work cut out for him. Here's the kicker, though... To get people to trust you- to love you- you have to let yourself feel it back.

Thomas was so hyper focused on the mission in the beginning, but over the past couple of years, he's softened. Here he is with a home, someone who treats him so kindly (like the mom he never really had). A pack of werewolves that could show him a different way. He is loyal to Frederick. He is.

But some days, he wonders if he made the right choice. Thomas has done some bad things in the past and if Lily and her pack- Beth and hers- ever found out the truth, he just knows they could never forgive him.

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