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@exothermiic
“Look, I know it’s crazy and kinda sudden, but I need a teacher.” She heard of the man, a traveling professor, through the vinework. The chances of him accepting are small, but maybe he knows someone that might take her on as a student. “If you can’t, cause you’re busy, but maybe you might... know someone?”
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Still in his night clothes, Samuel’s breathing was still uneven from the panic attack he suffered when he was suddenly pulled out of bed and had his hands and feet cuffed, mouth dry from how the stranger stuffed cloth into his mouth. He didn’t expect to be kidnapped late into the night, he thought he’d be safe being in Falk’s home after receiving some very unpleasant visits by.. very disturbing occultists. Seeing the shifter blood soaked and dropping the severed arm, Sam couldn’t help the small whimper escaping.
“A..are you hurt?” he stutters, shaking.
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“Brock? Brock, where the hell are you, you mangy mutt?”
James called out for his pet. The old rottweiler had ran off again and James was honestly exasperated. He’d just wanted to take Brock out for a walk and of course the behemoth of a dog escaped and went chasing after something. Probably another rat.
“Brock!” he called the dog’s name again, but froze when he heard cries of panic in the distance. Screaming that he recognized as his dog.
James ran down the street as fast as he could, but the sight that awaited him was gut wrenching. Before him lay the steaming remains of his dog. Of Brock. And something had torn Brock to shreds.
He wanted to back away and run. God he wanted to, but something had done this to Brock and it was still out there. So he stepped forward. James walked down the alley and past his dog, the light of his phone’s flashlight lighting the dark alleyway.
@exothermiic
AU where samuel is a werewolf and meets falk. despite falk’s wary dislike towards shifter wolves, realizes that sam is a wolf without pack, desperate yet painfully hesitant and shy for companionship due to his wolf. sam’s rogue and wild pack returns to malicious intent to the cub who had left the pack, and sam warns falk to leave town because they would hunt down the fox for sport- and would he leave sam behind?
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The funeral will start in six hours, but Samuel was already up and awake in his bed even before the sun peeks out into the sky, unable to sleep a good wink that night. His suit was already taken out of the closet, ironed to the seams and a little dusty from long disuse. He knew the day was going to happen soon, but now it felt like it came sooner than he thought.
Falk was kind enough to come over and accompany him, helping Samuel with the necessary arrangements. They haven’t fully cleaned up Amelia’s items, as few as they are, mostly clothing and books and photos. Sam knew that the fox is still asleep in the guestroom, Sam hastily airing it out when he came over yesterday evening with one overnight bag in hand. Sam knew that Falk could see the sadness bleeding out of him. But he puts a smile on his face, telling the shifter that he appreciated him being there.
But for now, Sam will bask in the silence of the dawn, eyes closed, trying to get a feel of her.
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Whatever that possessed poor Samuel smiled rather sickeningly sweetly at the shifter’s words, despite being tied down on a chair after it tried to jump out of the second floor window in an attempt to hurt the young man. It made itself a home in Samuel’s body, feeding on his energy and grief. And it’s just decided to come out and play.
“You wouldn’t want Samuel to wake up tied like this, would you? The poor boy has had enough of the world, of feeling like a monster himself. You should release me before I let the boy wake up,” it coos.
❝ PET SMART was having a sale. ❞ hence the plastic bad filled with an ungodly amount of new toys.
@exothermiic // starter call