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ukiyoeunoia·:

he´s seated outside the oyster house, having been doing a bit of light reading and finishing up a latte as he waits for the other. eyebrows raise at the other´s immediate rantings, and he offers merely a nod in greeting as he drinks the last of his cup. as sam´s words come to a gradual end, he ponders his response. in all honesty, he never has any interest in talking about himself with other people, so he just lets them talk themselves tired. ¨what kind of job?¨

“Government. Which means nice benefits but shit pay for a job a twelve year old could do.” Sam shrugged not wanting to go too into the job for legal reasons. “Anyway how are you?” He asked as he made a face seeing the shellfish around them. The saying, you are what you eat always held weight with Sam as a vegan. And rather than his body be a graveyard it was a garden. “Suppose I can’t get you to tell me what your terrible past was?”

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18, 19, 24, 33

18. Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?

Ambition.

19. What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?

His anger. This has destroyed relationships usually it destroys romantic relationships but since he has been single for a while it destroys friendships more often.

24. How quick is your character to trust someone else?

Sam does not trust easily, his trust has backfired against him so he tends not to trust people anymore.

33. In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?

Defensive. Sam believes he’s too smart for criticism and anything that he needs to be improve on he can do alone.

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effie-james·:

“Really? I’m not that knowledgeable on what is vegan and what isn’t so that’s my bad. I do have a lot of oreo’s at my place so win win. I learned something new today.” She’d take that into account for another time they hung out if they did she thought. She might have embarrassed herself out of it by now. “Knives out.  Thought it sounded fun.”

Sam scoffed, looking confused. “Why would you? Most people aren’t vegan?” Making people feel awkward and embarrassed was slowly becoming one of Sam’s favorite things and Effie tended to get embarrassed easily. “The murder mystery movie? It’s a good plot even if it is guessable,” Sam shrugged.

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effie-james·:

“I figured you might,” Effie countered with. She figured that or busy with life in general and all that craziness going on. “I didn’t mean it like that. Just like hanging out that’s all. The usual snacks. Chips and probably way too much junk food.”

“Do you know how weirdly easy it is to have junk food that’s vegan? Oreos are vegan and if that isn’t the best feeling in the world, pringles are also vegan, isn’t modern food amazing?” Sam grinned thinking about all the junk food that was considered vegan. There was also a set of doritos that were vegan. “Alright what movie are we watching?”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

“I believe you.” Eli sat forward now. “Why did someone else already deny them?” Regardless, he didn’t mind educating. The conversation was reaching a point where he didn’t feel like it was a fight. “I don’t…lock my wolves up, especially not in a fridge, but the young ones are monitored for a while. Young wolves, I mean, not people.” 

“They’re easily persuaded by instinct, bitten wolves, and easily pushed to react with emotion. Anger specifically.” The alpha nodded, “Born wolves can shift when we want, bitten would rely on the moon. Which, to my understanding differs from shifters, and feel free to correct me.” With a pause, he leaned back once more to take a sip from his coffee cup. “We technically have three shift phases, stasis being the most dangerous for fledgling wolves who lack control. They essentially go feral after a while.” It was blunt, sure. But it was important to know for whomever was considering joining the pack. “Stasis wolves have destroyed entire bloodlines at times, and decimated packs. There’s no coming back from being stuck in stasis, and the pack is forced to…put the wolf down themselves” 

“I take this seriously, Sam. If we can solve the issue without that risk, I’d prefer to explore that route. but that’s why I need to meet with said person, and I need honesty. Not secrecy.” 

“Cause he’s an asshole who needs to get laid? I have no idea what goes on in that blood suckers mind. You’d probably know better than I do.” Sam huffed rolling his eyes. He wasn’t exactly sure what the other would do but the way the man had mentioned being in a fridge for three days wasn’t something Sam thought was at all pleasant. 

Sam nodded listening as he watched Elijah remembering the cube’s colors and still playing with it. Half way through the explanation Sam had solved the cube and was just turning the same pieces back and forth. “You’ll have it, well the parts that you need. And I’ll mention that you’re willing to the person. But, I’m not sure if they’ll say yes to you either. Being rejected once sucks but twice? That’s brutal.”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

The vibe in the room changed, and the wolf felt it. “Sam.” He paused, watching the other for a second or two. “You’re grappling for control, arguably in some aspects you do have. You could change the budget, yes. But what I’m talking about with the risk is not just a budget risk. I’m not trying to be the bad guy here. I want to help.”  He caught the cube, smiling as he shuffled the colors once more and tossed it back. “What do you- or your friend- know of wolves?” 

“I’m not ‘grappling for control.’ I’m trying to explain to you that while I’m young I’m not that young.” Pointing out the obvious was a bit confusing but still Sam felt the need to point out he was an equal. “Yeah the bad guy has already denied this person once.” Sam huffed not trying to upset Elijah too much. Catching the cube he was able to go back to solving it and not let his emotions get the better of him. “I think I know a few things, like I know you lose your clothing and it’s a curse. I know that in your form you’d be bigger than me. You still heal like I do and have the speed and heightened senses. Am I missing something? You don’t have an adjustment period too, do you? No being locked in fridges?”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

“Mother’s in general are a terrifying type. They do what’s necessary to protect who they need to. Have you read the stories about the human mother’s who do crazy things off adrenaline to protect infants? They are truly something to be feared. ” But foxes who were trying to pull a fast one? Didn’t bother him.  “But I’m afraid without that information, Mr. Sansby,  I can’t help you. I don’t just offer that choice to everyone as it is a risk to all. My family, my pack, and the town” He left his bag by the desk, but walked to shut the door to his office before returning to his seat. He’d offer privacy if he needed to. “I have what you want, and I’d be happy to help you and your friend out,  but I told you what you need to give me. What other guy?” 

“You that extends to the animal kingdom right?” Sam pointed out raising an eyebrow as he watched Elijah move around and close the door. Dropping his bag Sam sat back down pulling his bag into his lap as he listened. Needing something to do he pulled out his handy rubrik’s cube and started solving it. “No offense council member but I could break into your computer and change the budget to the council in less than a minute. You can’t do anything without taking a risk.” Sam didn’t want to go into how much he hated that his being in a room with a wolf with a door closed made his anxiety spike. “I’m taking a risk asking you. My friend is willing to take the risk, he was even willing to take a bigger risk a few weeks ago. Are you?” Tossing the solved cube in the air and catching in Sam took a deep breath relaxing into the chair and tossing the cube at Elijah. “Are you asking a question? There’s lot’s of other guys.”

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elijah-milleryoung​:

“I feel like you’re forgetting how many kids I’ve had, I’m pretty good at these games now.” Elijah stood now, packing his things into his bag as he spoke. “I’m not saying I’m going to do it. It’s truly not that simple. But if you can’t comply and give me the information I need to even start the proper discussions, then i’m afraid we don’t have much to continue talking about here.” 

“And I was raised by a single mom. You aren’t nearly as terrifying as you think.” Sam rolled his eyes standing up and grabbing his own bag putting his wallet away. “I can’t give you a name. Sworn to secrecy okay grandpa? Besides if I told you, you’d run to tell the other guy which would start a huge fight.” Sam grumbled still pissed that things hadn’t worked out in the first place. “Now wanna sit and talk like civil adults or are you still throwing a temper tantrum because the sly fox is once again beating the dog?”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

“A name, Sam. A name would get you far here.” He paused, watching the other. “This isn’t something that I take lightly, if it goes poorly it’ll be my responsibility. God forbid if the person doesn’t have the control, they could harm my whole pack.” 

Sam paused his search for another trinket and instead pulled out his wallet playing with a fidget cube keychain he had. “With great power comes great responsibility.” Sam mocked Elijah’s own voice. “Yeah okay Uncle Ben. Like that lecture hasn’t been given, but I haven’t heard a no, which means you’ll do it.”

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maverickneedshelp·:

Maverick looked at the window, still open. He could have sworn that he kept the windows locked but he couldn’t trust his own memory sometimes. The weather was cooling down and he liked to have the windows open during the day. At least it was just Sam who had broken in. “That’s got milk in it.” He nodded at the container in the other’s hand.

He had heard about the murder and the curfew on the evening news. It was all anyone talked about during his last shift. Customers and staff alike. “Angels..?” He repeated with a nod, feeling a little lost trying hard to keep up with Sam’s rapid fire thoughts. The poor kid hadn’t been asleep in his bedroom but he was relaxed and unprepared for any human interaction. “You’re gonna catch some bad karma somewhere. Get stuck in your little puppy form and get your ass sent to the pound.”

Reaching passed Sam, he pulled a bottle of water from the fridge, downing half of it slowly to buy himself some time to avoid the need to respond. The whole supernatural world was still new to him. He hadn’t confessed the full truth to Sam behind why he asked Win to bite him. As far as his friend new, he just wanted supernatural powers. When in reality, he wanted family. Win and Fane were already kind of close. He trusted them. Which is why he asked Win to turn him. So he could be part of their little family. The rejection hurt but again he trusted the vampire. If he refused; there had to be a reason. “It’s whatever.” Was the only words he could get out on the subject.

“Fuck!” Sam cursed putting the snack back before biting into it. “Dude I’m hungry help me out here.” The shifted motioned to the fridge trying to figure out what he could eat. Going places that weren’t his own house or a place that was specifically vegan always was annoying for Sam. He liked being able to eat and being vegan made that weirdly difficult. 

“Angels.” Sam nodded sighing looking a bit frustrated. “As in Archangels, top dogs, Gabriel and Micheal.” Hearing the words puppy form Sam gave Mave the finger looking smug and rolling his eyes in annoyance. “Fox, I’m a fox motherfucker as if I were some fucking filthy ass dog. Werewolves and dog shifters always get fleas and pick up stupid fucking animal characteristics the only thing I got was a cunning personality.”

Sam looked a bit suspicious at Mave’s words. “Dude, guys an asshole. Maybe you should have asked him after his day off or something? Like after he fucks whatever the fuck the guy’s name is, gets in a good mood you know? Maybe that’s the reason he won’t turn you!” Sam exclaimed as if he’d figured out the world’s darkest secret. “Asshole needs to get fucked, or do the fucking. Wait who do you think does the fucking in that relationship? I thought it would have been the vamp but the other guy’s an angel and there’s the whole age difference which is weird as hell.” 

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effie-james·:

“Hey now-” Effie laughed regardless. “I mean you can afford to take a break from work and I’m not working so it seems fitting. I have some comedy movies but also scary movies if we’re feeling that vibe. Like a netflix and chill day with junk food and stuff.” It sounded more fun than lounging about all her own at least.

“Bold of you to assume I work.” Sam grinned as they walked. “Seriously my job could be done by a monkey sometimes.” He listened to her and quickly shook his head. “Dude, dude no. Not netflix and chill just two bros hanging out because I have no desire to chill with you. But snacks sound good, do you have anything I can actually eat or did you just buy artificial stuff?” 

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elijah-milleryoung·:

Eli sat back, and watched him. He’d ignore the passwords for now. “I understand that you’re scared. Does this person even know you’re here talking to me about this?” With a sigh, “Who, matters. As pack alpha I like to know who I’m responsible for, and I’d likely be the one doing it. I’d like to speak with them first so they know that they’re getting into.” 

“Me? Scared?” Sam asked confused, he rolled his eyes. “This person is aware of things. They have been wanting this for a while, well not werewolf per-say but something other than human.” The shrug came naturally as Sam looked at Elijah’s desk trying to find some other knickknack or something else to fiddle with. “Lighten up will you? If you wanna know and wanna do it then fine I’ll let them know. But, I’m here to make sure you’re good enough, besides they know what they are getting into. The only other option is spending three days in a fridge.”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

There was something about this one’s ego that always made Elijah think he was up to something more. He didn’t trust him nearly as much as he wanted to. Noting at the top of his page to change his passwords before closing the book, he sat back now, eyes narrowing.  “We both know that you know the answer to that. You’re in my office after all.” He paused, “Who and why?” 

Sam scoffed seeing Elijah write something and then lean back. “If it ends up being one of your kids, or your birthday I might have to come back here hack your stuff and hold it hostage until you come up with a better password.” He yawned stretching acting casual as Elijah seemed tense. “Who, shouldn’t matter. And why, well, if you can’t answer that why are you a council member? Come on, it’s not that hard to figure out why people might want to become werewolves now.”

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effie-james·:

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“Sam, hey,” Effie smiled widely greeting the familiar face. “So I was thinking we could hang out today if you weren’t busy. I don’t work today which is a rare thing lets be perfectly honest. I have comics, junk food, movies, and my lovely personality.” She nudged him to show she was messing around.

“Hey,” Sam answered back as he looked up from his phone. “Lovely personality? That’s a stretch,” Sam smirked nudging her back to let her know he was also messing around. “On the other hand Comics, junk food, and movies do sound good. Wanna expand a little on these wonderful things?”

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elijah-milleryoung·:

The council member knew his wife would be yelling at him for working on a Sunday. But hearing those names over the TV, knowing he had failed some of his pack,  or the town hurt him. He felt somewhat responsible for their lives being cut so short, so here he was, pouring over any and all of the evidence and notes he had. There had to be a better way to protect the town without locking everyone down like this. 

He didn’t even bother looking up when someone knocked on the door, mumbling a quick “I don’t have office hours today..” before the scent hit his nose. A shifter. “Sam? Glad to see you, what brings you to see me?” 

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Sam rolled his eyes realizing the council member had used his nose to figure out who was at his door. “You mean other than my job?” He asked walking over and dropping himself into the chair in front of the desk. Sam reached over grabbing a circular paper weight off Elijah’s desk and tossing it in the air and catching it multiple times.

“Your security sucks. Both in the building and on your website. Also your password in particular is awful. It’s a password not some ode to your wife. But, that’s not why I’m in your office in particular. I’m in your office because I know you’re the leader of the Salem pack. And,” Sam dragged out the word placing the paper weight back in it’s spot. A sly grin working its way on his face. “I wanna know who I should be talking to about creating a werewolf.”

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heathenousflxme·:

“Thank you,” She laughed, giving a few strokes to his head. She was mostly curious to see if his fur felt like normal fur. Once she assessed that it did, at least to her, she returned her hand to the sand. “That’s so interesting.” The witch tilted her head, examining the male’s fox face. A playful smile tugged on her lips and she teased, “And you said you weren’t cute.” 

Another curious expression crossed her face, a million questions flew threw her head. “Does it hurt?” She remembered the video of the man in the video, and how painful his transformation seemed. 

Being a grey fox meant Sam could hide better but it also meant his coat was much different than a red fox. He pulled his lip back showing off his teeth in a mock growl. Being called ‘cute’ wasn’t something he ever wanted to be called, especially in this form. 

Her question startled Sam as he flopped onto his towel and rolling on to his back. He stretched his paws up his fur disappearing as he became more human. “Does it hurt?” Sam echoed the words rolling his eyes, “No.” He yawned finishing his stretch. “I’ve been shifting since I was a kid it’s as easy as breathing and no it doesn’t hurt.”

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maverickneedshelp·:

Maverick was paranoid about most strange sounds he heard coming from the main living area of his apartment when he was in the bedroom. The ground floor apartment was the first place he had ever lived alone in his life. While he did enjoy the solitude and the ability to say it was his home, he always felt like someone was hiding in the shadows.

The new curfew set by the town was driving him mad. Even after his trips to the mental ward or rehab, his curfew wasn’t this early. Not to mention with everything closing early to abide by the curfew, his paycheck was taking a big cut. Nights were busy at the restaurant and where he made the most money.

When he heard something go bump in the night while he was watching anime in his room, he tried to convince himself it was just his paranoia. Until he heard it again. Grabbing the bat he kept beside his bed, he crept out of his room, ready to swing but only saw Sam standing in front of his fridge. He heard the other talking but wasn’t quite about to process his words. “How’d you get in my apartment?” He asked, bat still positioned on his shoulder.

Sam turned from the fridge looking at Mave confused. He pointed to the window, “Window,” Sam said as if it was the obvious thing in the world. “What were you gonna do with that bat? Hit me?” Sam laughed as he pulled something he could eat from the fridge. “As I was saying, shit sucks dude.” 

Looking at Mave for a response made Sam roll his eyes when he realized Mave hadn’t heard anything. “The news! Angels, werewolves, whatever... lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!” Sam made a small gagging noise at the reference. “I feel like some angel is gonna appear out of no where and be like ‘should you really be doing that?’ No motherfucker that’s why I’m doing it. And your boss, he won’t turn you? Asshole if you ask me, go find a witch or a werewolf to turn you, fucking stick it to the man you know?”