who: @wolftakeda . ♡ where: The Supernatural Conclave and Gala .
jesus christ, the hurricane ghosts have come to haunt him a second time. little wolf- riley, he knows, more man than animal, or at least man enough that he’s willing to recall a name -makes the mistake of crossing his vision. now that césar’s set his eyes on her, he remembers the slip of their name from behind bars, earlier in the evening, and he refuses to walk away.
“ you done as much background checking on me as i have on you, riley? ” like their shared existence is a secret they’d purposefully kept, instead of a cruel coincidence. maybe it’s the mood of the gala that spikes his paranoia, where everyone in the room has a plan, except for césar. he’s a simple man, he only wants to tear it all to pieces. riley, at least, isn’t relishing in it, it makes them the easy choice to approach, and he manages to keep his canines tucked behind his lips. mostly, he manages. “ i don’t know a lot, but you know teo, and that means something. ”