#lain solus

[ofheliacal]

@lainsolus​,

          “I thought you’d go down with more of a fight,” Eric jested in a boastful manner, any spectrum of violence a kindred spirit to them. It was a lifetime of attempting to fix the chasm of their soul with petulant fights, split knuckles and bloodied noses to no avail and this event proved no different, fixing their sable hair into a messy sweep of a bun, letting out an exasperated breath in finality. He couldn’t say his words held any genuine verity, the other looking more strung out than anything, though Eric had an acute obsession with being on any span of good terms with the other lycans of Rome, lest being on their bad side would create any more problems for him. 

[adamoromerof]

          a gift for @lainxsolus​,

          “This is the first time in years I’ve been stumped,” an almost defeated laugh resonates within Adamo and he’s peering across at Lain; the one Arno who’s never quite tried to create imaginary conflict between two packs. He understands it’s an innate aversion but Adamo had converted packs before and he will always believe that lycans, as a whole, are a much more vital essence when colluding as a team than when they let their own distinct pack values separate themselves. What he’ll never understand is the inherent animosity from the Arnos and their proclivity to create lingering conflicts and disasters as if it is all they’d ever be good for and he breathes a constant sigh of relief in face of one like Lain. Though he has his own penchant for trouble and self destruction, there’s fragments of the Arno lycan which remind Adamo very fondly of himself. “And Serkan sniffing around the bar isn’t helping matters,” the words are flung out despite knowing that any spec of influence from Lain would fall on deaf ears in the face of Serkan who was always woefully obstinate when it came to how he operated his pack. Ultimately, Adamo was just grateful Lain was allowing him to chew his ear off as nothing had been done by the Senate thus far to assuage the damage of Halloween and it proved nettlesome to Adamo after losing a family member and Alpha, all in one.

[abelczarlinski]

         a gift for @lainxsolus​,

notes: a lil bit after he nope’d him and the praetor out of the pythia’s harm

          “You’re alright, man,” it was more of a statement, less of a question, though it hardly held such traction in the weight of what they had all endured. Abel was struck in a state of lingering shock, even as the sun dared to lapse over the horizon, shedding light on the gruesome scene of littered bodies that were strewn about the entirety of the Pluto palace. He offered a hand to the wolf, his eyes already peering around, hoping desperately that he would not be able to recognize any among the fallen.