Peter Rumancek

independent Hemlock Grove rp blog. panfandom-, multiverse-, au-, oc- friendly. tracking #turnsonbadmoons online [ ] | offline [x] m!anons: none, accepting. [character set in between the seasons. anything related to Hemlock Grove season 2 will be tagged as #hgspoilers]

[ignisardetclara]

"Maps don’t run out of batteries.  And I don’t have a car.  But thanks for the assumptions, though."

[turnsonbadmoons]

"Miss that-went-out-of-style-back-in-the-50s doesn't have a car?

What are you? Some kind of hippie?"

[ignisardetclara]

"Moira.  Upstate New York.  Seriously, how do you not know where you are?  Don’t know how to read a map?"

[turnsonbadmoons]

Sure I can. Just haven't picked up a map in a long while.

It's funny that you'd suggest a map though. You seem like the kind of girl with a GPS in her car to me.

[ignisardetclara]

"Uh-huh.  Well, I’m no good with the aimless soul-searching wandering, so unless you want directions to an actual physical place, I’m probably going to be little help.”

[turnsonbadmoons]

"You opposed to letting a guy know where he is now?"

[turnsonbadmoons]

ooc

Sorry for dropping off the face of the earth for about a week there, guys. My sleep schedule has been supremely screwed up lately that my headspace was too weird for RPing over here at the time. Now my sleep cycle is so messed up that 7:15am EST (my time zone) seemed like the perfect time to tackle my backlog. Eesh.

Anyways, welcome all of you new followers I got in the mean time! I appreciate your following SO MUCH! And I believe I have posted starters for all of you by now. If I haven't or if you would like a different starter/style/set up/whatever, please, feel free to let me know! I'd love to plot with you.

[nervesarewrackedarchive-deactiv]

Stiles’ eyes narrowed a bit as he studied the other wolf.  His heart beat steady, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything when it came to wolves, and this wolf…he was a different kind of wolf in a lot of ways.  Stiles could already tell that much.

"Passing through?  I’d recommend passing through a different town honestly, if you know anything about this one," Stiles told him.

[turnsonbadmoons]

The temptation to agree and assure this pack wolf with the strange eyes that he'd be on his way was present somewhere in the back of Peter's head. It was definitely the human of him, with roughly the same common sense the gods gave a cat, the part with any self preservation instinct. But Peter wasn't all human. He was wolf too. And while the human part of Peter would be happy to say fuck it and leave all that stupid macho posturing bullshit in the rearview mirror of a jacked car, the wolf knew perfectly well that any concession could be seen as weakness, as an invitation for attack. As far as Peter's wolf was concerned, a lone wolf was only an omega if he took this kind of shit. And no part of him was willing to be anybody's bitch.

"That a threat?" he replied coolly.

[turnsonbadmoons]

everybreathagift started following you

This another dream?

[turnsonbadmoons]

theheartofargent started following you

[turnsonbadmoons]

dereksinferno started following you

It was bad enough for Peter to realize too late that he had stumbled across the territory of pack wolves. It was worse to literally stumble into someone whose scent revealed them as a pack wolf. And even worse than all of that was when it turned out the guy's human form was bulked up to a degree that was vaguely emasculating to pretty much everyone in a visual range.

[turnsonbadmoons]

iamhemlocked started following you

[ignisardetclara]

"Marginally better.  Where are you trying to find?  I could probably point you in the right direction."

[turnsonbadmoons]

"Not looking to go anywhere in particular." As long as it's far away, was left unsaid. "Just need to get my bearings is all." And wasn't that the truth.

[turnsonbadmoons]

potensxpythonissam started following you

[ignisardetclara]

"Pretty sure it means if you’re going to try and catch my attention, you should do something more original."

[turnsonbadmoons]

"Alright then. How about: Hi. My name is Peter and I'm lost.

And not even in your eyes either-- though I'm sure they're lovely and magnetic enough to fuck up any guy's inner compass."

[turnsonbadmoons]

hemlockromangodfrey started following you

How did you find me?

[ignisardetclara]

"Really?  That’s what you’re opening with?  Lines like that went out of style back in the 50’s."

[turnsonbadmoons]

"Pretty sure that makes it a classic by now."

[ignisardetclara]

"Can I help you?"

[turnsonbadmoons]

"I surely do hope so."

[nervesarewrackedarchive-deactiv]

turnsonbadmoons​

His eyes flickered Alpha purple at the sight—and scent—of a new wolf.  One without a Pack, if his senses were reading him right.  ”Can I help you?”  

New wolves in Beacon Hills were rarely a good thing.

[turnsonbadmoons]

Aw, sheeit. Peter realized all too late that he was getting sloppy. That pack wolf was there and flashing eyes at him before he had the chance to know his ass from his elbow. Fuck.

Peter immediately stopped dead in his tracks and stood perfectly still, glowering back at the other wolf through a curtain of messy hair. "Listen, man, I don't want any trouble," Peter said in no uncertain terms. "Not looking to hunt here, not looking to settle here--" not looking to join your pack was implied strongly enough to not need saying. "Just passing through. Cool?"

Fucking pack wolves and their territorial power trips. Such a pain in the balls.

[turnsonbadmoons]

clairebiagi reblogged your post:clairebiagi started following you

"That’s…weird. Do you always stand outside of random bathrooms?"

"More often than I should," Peter admitted shamelessly and with a playful grin that didn't reach his eyes. "It's a bad habit. Trying to quit."