✧°. ── lionheart

I got a million on my soul I go build an army on my own They put a bounty on my soul Won't you leave me alone more

[henryclaypoole]

Closed Start: Hope for the Hopeless

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henryclaypoole:

Henry had spent a couple of days deep in research. If it hadn’t been for hunger pangs, he probably would never have left his room. He wanted to make sure he had everything ready before he took his proposal to the safe house.  He passed the bar exam and was granted a conditional license to practice law as long as he completed his law degree within two years, which would be a cakewalk for him. Once he threw himself into action, nothing would dissuade Henry from his chosen path.

He gathered up all of his paperwork on this rainy Monday morning, and headed out; excited to be taking action on something for the first time in a while. After his wife passed, he shut himself away for over a century, with nothing but books and occasional trips into town for supplies as company. Now, he was back, and ready to affect real change in the world.  He had to forgive himself for cocooning for so long– it was what he needed at the time, and allowed himself to rejoin the world with renewed strength and purpose.

 As he arrived at Pratte’s Safe House, he took a moment to adjust his hair and shirt collar in one of the front windows. He wanted to make a decent impression after all. When he was satisfied, he pushed the door open and walked inside.

“Hello,” Henry said to the first person he spotted. “I’m looking for August? I’m told he’s in charge here.”

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“Then you have been greatly mislead pal” August remained in position, lounging in his chair placed by the entrance to the office, his stump leg raised on a stool while he took a break from his prosthetic “heard he’s a bit of prick anyway.” He gave the vampire standing in their entryway a wicked smile, taking far too much enjoyment in teasing the poor unsuspecting visitor. If August couldn’t laugh in his situation, then he wasn’t sure what he could do. At least that hadn’t changed about him when he lost the leg in the first place.

“Who you’re actually looking for is my mother, she’s the top dog in this place. Though don’t tell her I said that, she doesn’t appreciate that joke” August put it down to the ancient age of the Prattes alpha, his mother had been walking the Earth a very long time and the amount of siblings he had running around the Safe House reflected that. “Hey Ma! You’ve got a vampire waiting for you, I can smell the anxiety coming off him in waves” With a sigh he pushes himself up in his seat slightly, stretching his sore leg preparing himself to reattach the prosthetic when the time came.

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ I’m very competitive, now you have to win, ” Regula grinned jokingly. She nodded, “ well the nice thing about decorating is, you can totally make painting and that stuff a group project for everyone. it could be like, a bonding activity to promote… good relations between… well, everyone ? ” Regula offered. “ I’ll pay for some of it. Like, if you need money, I’ve got to pay for stuff for my kids and my- Kris, but I can help pay for it. ” Regula laughed at his scowl, “ we have hedgehogs, but no cats. ”

“Well one of my sisters has already called dibs on decorating the playroom” Which was technically more of a redecoration since it was currently the dining area “the bedrooms are my mothers domain, so the only part we have to do really is move the dining furniture over to its new home.” August smiles a little sheepishly, though they required on donations to keep the place running it always left him feeling a little awkward to discuss it so openly “We’re always open to donations, I couldn’t just take your money it would feel a little bit odd.”

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ Well anything I can do to help you get the title of sibling of the month !! ” Regula grinned. She nodded as he spoke, head tilting, “ how much does it cost to renovate it ? ” she asked. “ I’ve never really, built anything before. Other than helping to fix ships occasionally, ” she shrugged. She couldn’t help but laugh at his response to her mentioning getting cats, “ we’re not getting cats, and I didn’t turn into a crazy cat lady — thank God. I think I would’ve gone mad. ”

“Very much appreciated. There is quite the competition with the amounts of siblings I have to get to the number one spot” August’s wide smile betrayed his words being mostly in jest, as a family and a pack the Prattes were incredibly close which meant that any actual competition between them was all in good fun. “It’s hard to say” he replies with a sigh, running a hand over his tired face “it’s not just the actual renovation, it’s the building of the expansion plus the decorating the rooms. Plus we have to keep this place running in the meantime. We burn through money with this place, worth every coin.” His scowl remains “Good. I would be seriously reevaluating any possible friendship if there were actually cats involved.”

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — Regula shrugged, “ I don’t always like them, but some are quite enjoyable, ” she replied. She was quite certain the girls knew more about film than her, and most of the things she’d seen either one of them had shown her or Kris had shown her. “ Well let me know when it’s all set up. Narcissa could use some more actual friends her own age, ” Regula chuckled. “ Well sometimes we all need to take our time with projects, even if we’re not human, ” she laughed. “ I sort of just picked up a couple of ‘em while I traveled. I never expected I’d have kids or anything of the sort. Maybe a cat. ”

“Believe me my sister will be thrilled to already have interest, I might win sibling of the month for pulling in kids from town to join in” Or at least it would balance him out in the fact it was taking so long on the actual renovation work. Werewolf sisters could be scary. “It’s more the fact that we’re running low on building supplies, unfortunately we rely on donations for that too so it’s just a lot of stopping and starting.” August couldn’t help but scrunch up his face at the mention of the cat, it may be a huge stereotype but he definitely didn’t care. Cats are big fat no.

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Open start: Life is a battlefield

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rory-lewis:

Rory rolled his eyes. “You don’t know me. You don’t know anything about me. So why don’t you just walk away.” He sighed and shook his head. “You’re not worth it. Nothing is worth it.” Turning he went to walk away but when he heard him speak of vampires he turned. 

“Don’t lump me in with the rest of the blood suckers.” Looking the man up and down he flashed his fangs again. “The only thing I hate more than dogs is vampires.” 

August couldn’t help it, his eyebrows quirked in curiosity “Wow. Sounds like you’re having a great time.” It was definitely a novelty for August to come across someone who seemed so set against their own nature, even after all the amounts of supernaturals that had come through the Safe House over the years. He supposed his view was somewhat jaded by the fact he was born into a close-knit werewolf pack so he had never known anything else, for someone who is turned perhaps even unwillingly this probably wasn’t always going to be a happy transition.

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bittyxbatty:

“I’m glad I brought them by.” She concurred with a small nod of her head. The brunette felt herself relax a bit as he gave her a smile and followed him into the kitchen. Batty hadn’t had very many interactions with supernatural beings, not that she knew of other than the short encounter when she was a child, and had never discussed supernatural-ism with anyone. It was quite interesting to her to hear the man talk about his species and while she had many questions, she was too nervous to ask anything that might be taken offensively. “Babies in general are quite something.” At least, the dozens of babies that she’d babysat growing up could drive a nun to curse with their crying when the parents first left. Of course, she didn’t have any problem with babies or children, but could imagine that having one in a house full of people, or werewolves, rather, that were seeking shelter could be stressful. Still, she tried not to think of Charlotte, the only baby she’d ever lived with. Her little sister had cried, like any baby, but her parents soothed the baby back to sleep, sometimes even with the company of Batty. 

Shaking her head of the thoughts and the sadness, she followed the man’s suit and set the boxes onto the counter. The mention of his sisters only served to make getting Charlotte out of her head all the harder, but still she gave a smile. “That’s really nice, that she’s doing that, I mean. Well, the house as a whole is really nice.” Those two sentences were a lot for a normally quiet girl, but she felt the need to emphasize her admiration to the cause. It gave her a way to contribute to the werewolf population, a species she’d forever feel indebted too. And despite the fact that she wasn’t rich by any means, or terribly well off, she felt like she need to repay them for a decades old deed of one. “I’m sure I could find some gently used ones online. I’m not sure how many garage sales they have around here, but I haven’t seen any so far.” That’s the main reason her furniture only really consisted of a futon and a cheap fold up table.

“The little tike is adorable and already has all of us wrapped around her little finger” He chuckles to himself at the thought, such a small being could bring so many big werewolves to their knees with little more than the toothless smile. He casts her an appreciative smile as he continues setting everything out, knowing that it would be found by their guests soon enough “We’re really proud of this place, its helped so many get their lives started in Echo.” They all worked themselves to the bone to make sure the place ran smoothly, in August’s case it meant overworking to the point his stump became gravely sore in his prosthetic. But life went on. “Probably because most people just donate straight to us, no one has anything to sell in garage sales” Without the generosity of the people of Echo, whether they had passed through the Safe House themselves or not, had been phenomenal and vital in keeping the place going for as long as it had. 

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ According to some mother I met ? ” Regula shrugged. “ That would probably be a good idea. I don’t know any other children though, ” Regula frowned. She’d not known many parents, and as a vampire, parents weren’t exactly keen on letting their children near her. “ I’m not exactly the first person to ask about children. I just, happen to have one. It’s honestly kind of terrifying, ” Regula chuckled. She’d pretty much been winging it, since she’d never had anyone quite so young before Narcissa.

“Well, now I’m kind of glad for all the violent films. How boring it would have been otherwise” August let out a chuckle, suddenly aware of the fact that one day he would like to share films with his own children. But that was a big one day, there was too much else to do. “Well one of my sisters is setting up a playgroup at the Safe House, I know she’d be keen to have kids from town come by too” He shrugs with his offer “we need to finish actually renovating the room first. Who knew werewolves could be so slow.” Though August generally was in no rush to have a family he can’t help but remember a few years prior when it looked that way, having a longer lifespan really played with his perception of life “Neither am I honestly, my marriage ended before talk of kids could even begin.”

[rory-lewis-blog]

Open start: Life is a battlefield

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rory-lewis:

Rory let his fangs out. “Yeah? Well tell him that He ditched me as soon as I could see a person and not eat them.” He spat. His sire was a piece of work and Rory wished he could get his fangs into him. 

“Well I’m sorry that happened, not sure how that’s my fucking problem but the fact remains you’re still in my way. So move or we’re going to have a bigger problem than your dog ears not working properly.”

“Look man that sucks, but there is no need to go around threatening everyone you come across” He flashes the vampire an unimpressed look, wasn’t the first time he’d had fangs flashed in his face threateningly - there was something about seeing his own leg attached to his body that changed his perception on life.

“Dude, how is that an insult when your hearing is just as enhanced as my dog ears?” He shuffles the baby supplies in his arms, the small hairs at the nape of his neck standing up at the heightened tension “Anyway I just thought it was a stereotype you vamps comparing us to dogs...if it makes you feel better then sure thing, doesn’t change how vicious either of us can be when it comes down to it.”

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bittyxbatty:

Batty had come over to the Safe House with goods from the bakery at the end of the day. They were meant to be tossed, or taken home, at the end of the day, but Batty thought that maybe they could be used for good instead of to fill the garbage. She certainly couldn’t eat all of those carbs. Batty nodded, “I figured that I could bring them down when we close.” She explained, wringing her hands together as the man took the boxes of baked goods. Normally she didn’t have much to say, and didn’t want to stick around and talk to strangers, but it was the first time she felt like she was actually doing something to help someone. It felt good. “I don’t know if the residents would like them or if you already have them, but used books might be something nice for them to have access to. Especially if there are kids. Books were really comforting to-” She paused, almost getting too personal with that. “I mean, they’re a good escape.”

“These are very welcome, believe me. They will be very handy for apologising for the newborn baby we have causing a storm” August takes some of the boxes from her arms with an appreciative smile, nodding his head towards the kitchen as signal for her to follow “us werewolves as babies are quite something.” Setting out the boxes on the island in the kitchen area August looks over at the woman as she speaks further, his eyes softening as he recognised that her words were laced with pain of past experiences. He was more than used to seeing such things after running the Safe House for long enough “That would be great, one of my sisters is working on setting up a playroom for the kids that come through. She’d be grateful to have some books to have in there because you’re right, they are a great escape for them.”

[rory-lewis-blog]

Open start: Life is a battlefield

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rory-lewis:

Rory stared emotionless at the man. “The vampire that bit me now move” He crossed his arms and sat back in his stance waiting for the man to either fight him or decide he wasn’t worth it.  

To say Rory wasn’t in the mood would be an understatement. He’d much rather tear this guy to shreds and go about his way than let whatever he was walk all over him. After a couple of seconds Rory shifted a bit. “Are you deaf or just stupid. Move.” 

“It’s a shame that this vampire couldn’t show you actual manners while they were at it, save us all some trouble” For August this had to the first experience of a very quick bad opinion of a vampire, sure he’d had to literally kick some out of the Safe House for fighting but they had never rubbed him the wrong way from the get go. It was normally a result of longer lasting conflicts with other species.

The corner of his lip twitches in an amused smirk, arms folded “I very nearly was deaf after a IUD exploded, luckily enhanced healing sort to that. As for stupid, eh that one is often up for debate.” Staying still probably was stupid, it had been a long few days and his stump was aching in the prosthetic the sure sign of overworking it. But unless it was his alpha or army Sargent giving orders August wasn’t interested in following them.

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ See, I can’t pawn Cissa off on other parents for too long because she’ll get everyone all hyped up on watching the Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter and parents apparently don’t like it when you get their 4 - 6-year-olds hyped up on violent films. I mean, what’s the worst that’s gonna happen ? ” Regula rambled. “ But occasionally we convince her to watch ‘ age appropriate ’ movies. Like The Secret Life of Pets, ” she made air quotes around the words age appropriate, since she really didn’t get all of it — she’d seen her brothers fight and get bloody when she was a child, and she figured with the exception of horror films, the films considered violent weren’t always so bad. At least in her opinions.

“Wait kids shouldn’t watch violent films?” August’s lips twist into an amused smile “I think my family missed that memo.” Films were still a novelty for the majority of his werewolf family, only the 3 youngest Prattes were born while the technology has been around in some form or another. The youngest had since become guinea pigs. “Might help if she hangs out with other children, might be more inclined to watch those age appropriate films if everyone else does” He shrugs, August really knew very little about children. Everything he knew came from the birth of his younger sibling and any kids that came through the Safe House.

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ I just saw The Secret Life of Pets — I’m housing a five-year-old, okay ? — and it’s actually quite cute. Although, if this becomes the thing I have to watch on repeat I might claw my eyes out, ” Regula said, taking a sip from her coffee before looking back at the person seated across from her. “ I don’t understand how small children watch the same film over and over again without getting sick of it. ”

“I’ve managed to escape most of the repetitive movies, stories and the like” Even when his younger sibling was born August had very little to do with the actual upbringing, he would have been fighting against various elder siblings and his parents for the duties when he just wanted to be a teenager. “One of my sisters takes the responsibility for keeping the kids at the Safe House entertained so she willingly suffers through it all, honestly I don’t know who is more thrilled - the kids or her.”

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Open start: Life is a battlefield

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rory-lewis:

Rory shot awake from the nightmare he was having. In the dream he was back with his uncle, in the basement he’d spent most of his life in. Throwing the covers off he sat up, panting and trying desperately not to heave, again. 

Padding over to the window he glanced outside. Noticing that the sun had set he threw on some clothes and threw the door open loudly. He couldn’t be inside, not now, not while he was awake. Marching down the streets he was a man on a mission, he needed blood or he was going to attack the next person who spoke to him. 

When Rory turned the corner by the bakery he let out an angry growl as someone materialised in front of him. “Move” He commanded. “Move now.”

August’s week had sucked, he’d overworked himself to the point that his prosthetic was rubbing painfully on the stump and with the new baby arrival at the Safe House sleep had been few and far between. By no means was he complaining, just it all was starting to really catch up on him. Probably didn’t help that he was on a late night baby supply run, though he had happily volunteered if only to get away from the constant crying. And that was from his overjoyed mother, never mind the newborn.

Carrying the supplies slowly through the late night air August was too shocked at coming across anyone else over the fact he was apparently rude. The tired werewolf eyes him up and down, the exhaustion causing anger to build towards the other man through the snap in his tone. August was more than used to having orders yelled at him from his stint in the military, but he wasn’t there now and there was no need for it “Who died and made you king?”

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kalamities:

        Neat and tidy, Jesse placed the items down and took further care to align and center, make them visually organized even if they were to be moved in a matter of moments. “A family,” he echoed back, amazed to think an entire household uprooted to this place, dumbfounded that he hadn’t realized this place posed such an option. Echo seemed set for individuals and misfits, singular beings trying to prove a purpose with protection provided; it would make sense those in fear would join for the protection alone, no matter the requirements for joining. “I would bet your mother, if I were to guess. New blood brings hope, or it’s supposed to anyway. In a city like this, a looming weight and a future still uncertain, hope is needed and wanted. I can’t say I blame her– not that I’m rivaling the excitement but I know my mother would be looming a blanket the moment she heard. How often do you have children here? Can’t say I’ve seen many but I also work at a bar, where I shouldn’t see kids.”

“Not quite as big as the rabble that are in charge of this place” Since some of his siblings were centuries older than he there was understandably a fair few of them running around the place, and they had all uprooted and moved to Echo together. It must seem strange to an outsider that they had remained together as such a tight unit after all this time and all apparently shared the same passion, doing whatever they had to in order to help others. Perhaps it was just something they had all picked up from their alpha and mother. “My mum just loves babies, none of my siblings have had kids yet and that’s how us youngest Prattes came into being, to cure that need” But now that it has been mentioned he could very much imagine his mother making a blanket, if only she had the patience or the time to do such a thing. “We get a fair few coming through, it’s enough that one of my sister’s is itching to use part of the new extension as a playroom, once we actually build the damn thing that is.”

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Closed Start; Butterflies

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benedictixnus:

Irene’s smile widened at his compliment, her cheeks flushing at a combination of his kind words as well as his bare chest, which she did her best to avoid looking at out of fear for getting caught. “I don’t know how anyone could miss my smile with yours hanging around,” she pointed out, feeling herself getting caught up in the dazzling feature. She felt mild disappointment as he tugged his shirt back on, but she immediately disguised it with a charming grin as he motioned for her to follow him into the kitchen. Seeing the check, which she had written and had delivered earlier that morning, she did her best to act surprised. “Wow! August, that’s amazing,” she said enthusiastically, resting her hand on his shoulder as she leaned in to get a better look. While she wasn’t the best actress, she hoped that her feigned shock could be convincing. 

“That’s only because they haven’t had the chance to see it yet, not really” And that didn’t just mean the people in the safe house, he hadn’t been around her radiance nearly as much as he’d like. But that was at least something that would be changing now. Leaning into the hand on his shoulder it was easy for him to sweep her into a brief yet tight hug, his enthusiasm too hard to keep locked up “This means that we’ll be able to get the extension finished months before we expected to and my sister can get all her programs running for the kids” There had been tears all morning over the joy of that fact, most of it from his brothers though none of them would like to admit to that fact. “So you’re starting out on a really good day, you excited to get started?” 

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Closed Start; Butterflies

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benedictixnus:

Irene tapped her foot anxiously as she waited outside. The place was still as beautiful as when the day she had toured it the first time, but it had lost some of its attractiveness as August was absent from her side. As the door swung open, she felt disappointed that the face behind it wasn’t his. However, he did run into the picture shortly, causing a beaming smile to spread across her features. “I didn’t want to accidentally intrude,” she blushed, stepping inside next to him. Her senses were quickly overwhelmed by his scent and the warmth radiating from his muscular frame. “Did you miss me?” she asked jokingly, but secretly she wanted him so badly to say that yes, he did miss her. 

“You’re welcome here any time or day or night so you can’t possibly intrude” He can’t help it, the dazzling smile is back in all it’s blinding brilliance as he takes her in “besides all the shirtless action is going on out back so you’re safe from any embarrassment.” He missed her a lot more than he should probably admit to, their relationship so far was brief and so probably wasn’t appropriate to go in quite that hard already which would only serve to scare her off “The place has seemed lacking without your smile in the mix.” Pulling his shirt back over his head he hopes it at least hides the expression on his face lest it reveal to her how much deeper his words went, for now they should just remain as the light jest their conversation was taking. “I do have something amazing to show you though” His face lights up as he remembers their surprise gift, motioning for Irene to follow him into the kitchen so he could show her the cheque himself, practically bursting with state of delight the entire Prattes family had been in since it’s arrival.

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Closed Start; Butterflies

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benedictixnus:

Irene’s stomach churned with nerves as she pulled up to the Safe House for her first day as a volunteer. More than anything, she was nervous about seeing August again. Even though they had connected instantly after their first meeting, there was a deep underlying fear that it was a one-time thing. Or even worse, he was just being polite when extending the invitation for her to volunteer there. As she walked up towards the door, the butterflies in her stomach doubling as she got closer. Not sure whether or not she, as a volunteer, could just walk in or needed to knock first, she decided on the latter to prevent invading anyone’s privacy. Rapping on the door a few times, she stepped back to wait for someone to answer.

It was the fifth time August had checked his watch in the last five minutes, while he thought that he was being subtle he was sure that his siblings also on the building site of the extension would probably disagree. Though they had no idea of his motivation for the repetitive action. He wasn’t exactly in a rush to admit to them he was eagerly waiting Irene’s arrival when he was still totally unsure if the connection he felt had been a two way deal, he’d been out of the game for a while now so admitting any crush right now would lead to endless amounts of teasing. Of which he would gladly take on, once he knew exactly what he was dealing with. With the help of the enhanced senses makes it inside to the front door just after one of the other volunteers opens it, revealing the radiant vampire that had been hogging most of his thoughts since they met, he really was like a teenager all over again. “You don’t have to knock, it’s always unlocked so just let yourself in.”