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[cahillkalani-blog]

friends for dinner | Saskia&Cahill

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Cahill had grown accustomed to a lot of things. Discerning sounds and smells that others may never have noticed. The closer the full moon got, like tonight, the better he was on picking up on things. More attuned to telling things apart where, other times, they all blurred into one larger thing. It also meant that other creatures that relied on the phases on the moon were stronger. Hungrier. It was what drew him out of the shop and home tonight and why he didn’t feel content to just sit still and do nothing.

Ashkent Creek wasn’t the safest place to live, but he was doing everything he could to change that. Sometimes, it meant being a leader and a mentor. Teaching those that were newer to the supernatural life how to control their urges and changes. The young werewolf he’d been helping at the garage was only one example, and as it got closer to the full moon he knew that the first change would be far from pleasant. Having a support system wasn’t just helpful, it was necessary, and Cahill made an effort to provide that for anyone that needed it.

Sometimes, however, safety meant making choices that didn’t benefit everyone. Peace wasn’t always clean. Sometimes, it was messy. It smelled like fear and anger. He’d learned to tell the difference between those two things a long time ago, and as he walked through the woods to clear his head he could practically feel the adrenaline and terror like a brick wall.

He knew the smell of nearly all the lycans in town. It was hard not too when you spent as much time among them as he did. If pressed, he could’ve picked out a number of other species. He didn’t need help with this one, and without much hesitation he was shifting as he sped up and dodged through some trees. Whenever possible, he wanted to find the humanity in others. Compassion was not a solely human trait, and just because someone looked like an animal didn’t mean they had to act like one.

As the two came into view, he was moving faster. The wolf like creature was smaller than him, but he wasn’t overly surprised. The fangs stood out; drawing his attention immediately. The snarl. The anger. The relentless hunger. He knew all those feelings. The girl running, though; attempting to escape the loup garou, he was more concerned for her. He was all but roaring as he leaped at the wolf, knocking it from its feet and momentarily halting its pursuit of Saskia. Though, she was too close to be completely free of collateral damage, nearly getting toppled over by the both of them.

In the back of his mind, he hoped that the creature would stop. Give up when faced with a stronger and larger opponent, but by the way its lip curled up and a growl bellowed in the back of its throat, he knew that it wouldn’t be so easy. For a moment, he looked over his shoulder towards Saskia. As long as he was still breathing, he’d make sure she was too.

[djerinyes]

The Rat of the Problem||Saskia and Daejun

Rats were a common pest in both cities and rural areas, and some people just lived with them. Others kept them as pets. Daejun didn’t approve of either, given that they were notorious carriers of all kinds of disease. They shouldn’t be anywhere near a living person, especially one in this town, in Saskia’s apartment. He was willing to get rid of them and make sure they stayed out, but he was more interested in cleaning the rest of her apartment. The exact state of it was still unknown, but if there was such a rat problem, chances were the rest of the place could do with a good scrubbing. 

His big plan to get rid of the rats was, unsurprisingly, to trick Saskia into wishing them gone forever from her apartment, and clean it without her ever realizing she made a wish at all. If that failed, there was some poison in the trunk of his car to be laid around certain problem spots, plus not having a big mess around would mean a less comfortable place for the critters to live.

And who was he to leave a job half-done? He couldn’t just take care of the rats and not make any attempt to help the environment any better: Saskia’s entire place was going to be cleaned today. He had a few choice cleaning chemicals, rags, and paper towels in his trunk with the rat poison to help with the job. He couldn’t leave knowing her place was still dirty. 

A messy home wasn’t something he’d ever judge a person for. The state of the home often reflected the state of the individual, and it was surprisingly easy to fall into a habit of not doing upkeep, especially if they worked hard or fought with their own minds a lot. His own house was scrubbed at least once a week, as he couldn’t abide by any sort of mess in his personal space, but he knew not everyone was like him. Still, this would give Saskia a chance to learn to at least keep her place a little cleaner, now that he’d done the heavy lifting and it wasn’t such a big job for her.  

He parked his car at the address she’d given him and began to hunt for the correct apartment number. They were run-down, with dirt and mud speckling the walls, weeds invading the grass and sidewalk, and all the blinds drawn shut. Ascending the outdoor stairs only showed him that it was in even more disrepair up close, with the concrete steps yellowed with dirt and dust. There was a healthy ecosystem of insects and arachnids on the landing and walls, which he avoided as he climbed. He couldn’t sense more than one person around, which struck him as odd, since the point of an apartment was to house as many people as it could. But he was more interested in cleaning than thinking about all the oddities. 

When he finally reached Saskia’s apartment, he rang the doorbell, resisting the urge to wipe his finger off on his jacket. 

[theforestwarden]

Forest’s 12 (or rather 2) | Saskia & Forest

Sighing as he stared up at the open window to his room Forest ran a hand through his hair. He couldn’t believe he forgotten his keys, it was so unlike him to do that. And with Hunter at school, and just Forest not wanting to call him. Well there was one option. He’d walked around the apartment complex a total of four times and this was the only way, he was going to have to climb up and crawl through his window in order to get inside. 

Except, he would never be able to reach his window from the ground and the tree outside his room was too far away from the window to be affective. He was in a bind. Pacing around Forest tried to come up with a solution, but it wasn’t until he noticed a girl walking down the street did his mind finally come up with a solution. 

Running up to her Forest hoped that this would work because the second he opened his mouth this could all go horribly horribly wrong. “Hi, so this is totally a weird question and i swear I’m not breaking in.” He started nervously rambling his hands moving rapidly “Ok well. I mean technically I am breaking in, but it’s my own house so it’s really not breaking in-” He trailed off before realizing less was going to be more in this situation “But um can you help me?” Forest finally asked hoping that the young girl would be nice enough to give him a boost... or at least nice enough to not call the cops on him.  

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