-As per fucking usual Nyx had no clue what was going on until the last possibly minute.  The Hookah had been closed early for the night under the guise of a storm rolling in, but Silent had given Nyx enough information that she knew it had nothing at all to do with a storm.  Unless you counted shit storms.  The waifish she-wolf was doing some cleaning up around the place, spring cleaning, just at the wrong season.  Nervous energy was running through her and cleaning was the only way to make herself feel useful.-

 

-Apparently text messages had been flying back and forth all over town but did anyone text Nyx? Noooooo.  Assholes.  The long fingernails on one hand scratched at a piece of gum someone had stuck under a table and she mumbled something about ripping out the morons intestines and filling him with Double Bubba.  As the gum came loose she tossed it in a nearby garbage bag and heard the bell above the front door clang.  Standing straight she turned and her hands moved to rest on the nonexistant surface of her hips.-

 

"We're closed.  Beat it."

 

-The words had been escaping before she saw who it was.  When she realized this was one of the wolves she tossed her hands up and dropped her cleaning rag onto one of the tables.  Moving towards the other woman she was all action, nonexistant hips swaying, the tiny silver bells in her dreadlocks singing lightly.-

 

"Finally! You're Alex right? I'm Nyx...we met...sort of...at the full moon.  Trent's in the back and Silent's..." -she motioned in a crazy figure eight with her hands- "somewhere.  Can you please fill me in on what's going on? Nobody ever tells me nothing and all I have to go on are these texts Trent keeps getting."

"SILENT! ALEX IS HERE!"

-Without really waiting for Alex to ask for help she grabbed one of the girls bags and carried it for her.  Shouting ahead of them as she led Alex towards the back of the restaurant.  Pushing through the doors of the kitchen she set Alex's bags on one of the clean metal countertops and then slid it aside some so she could boost herself up to sit beside the bag.  Nyx was tall and slender as a reed, just gangly arms and legs and enough blonde dreads to make you forget she was such a white girl.-

 

"Okay spill it.  What's going on?"

-Trent wasn't much more on the up and up than Nyx really.  He had been out of town a lot playing gigs with the new van and leaving voice messages on Geller's machine now and then to check in.  Since he usually called from hotel rooms and pay phones on the road he hadn't taken it personally that Geller hadn't gotten in touch with him.  When he got back into town he just assumed people were busy. They usually were.  Dee's text message had come as a surprise that broke through his usual isolation and made him realize that maybe he hadn't been completely aware of what was going on around him all this time.  He'd sent off a reply to her and then headed over to the Hookah to see if Silent knew anything.-

 

-What he found out when he got there was that a lot more was going on than even the text message could have said.  As Alex was talking to Nyx he came in through another door in the back and stood silently listening.  He wasn't eavesdropping exactly.  Trent just had a way of blending into the walls around him.  People tended not to notice the small red haired wolf, not right away anyway.  His fingers nervously plucked at the spikes of his bright red hair and finally, when he was sure he wouldn't be interrupting, he cleared his voice to let the girls know that he was there.  Moving further into the kitchen he let his moss green eyes look from Alex to Nyx with concern.-

 

"That's what the text message from Dee Dee said....something about him missing and her wanting to meet about it."

 

-Trent chewed at his lip, unsure of what that meant.  How much good would he be to anyone in a fight? He was new to the change, still just past his first year as a wolf and even before being turned he hadn't been much for fighting.  That was why he'd come to see Silent, to find out what he should do.  Trent owed Geller a lot, and would do what he could to help, but he just wasn't sure there was much he could do.  Leaning his side against the countertop where Alex sat he watched her out of the corner of his eye, still not quite sure of this new wolf who he'd never met and voiced his concerns.-

 

"I'm not really sure there's much we can do.  I mean....I can't even shift by myself and I wouldn't know how to throw a decent punch if my life depended on it.  Geller's strong.  If something happened to him then whoever has him must be even stronger.  What can I do against people like that?"

 

-Maybe it was cowardly but it was the truth.  He would be more of a hindrance than an asset in any warzone.  He knew Nyx would protest and he shot her a hard look with his green eyes.  There was heat in that gaze and maybe it showed that one day Trent might be more than the newbie wolf who stood there in the kitchen at that moment.-

 

"You can't shift either Nyx and I don't think being able to talk down to them will help the situation.  And Alex is hurt...right? You smell hurt."

 

-He couldn't quite explain how she smelled, because it had to do with things he didn't entirely understand.  But yes, she smelled hurt.  She looked like she wanted to crumple up inside herself and maybe not come back out again for awhile.  Without really thinking about it he put a pale hand against Alex's knee, not patting it, just touching and offering comfort as his own speckled beasts energy flowed between them.-

 

"Do you need something? Food? Drink? Smoke?"

 

-Hell, they were in a restaurant.  The least they could do was offer the poor girl some kind of sustenance.  After everything she had been through recently Trent was surprised that she could even sit up straight.  The dog Helix came up and nudged at his leg and Trent idly scratched the dog behind one ear.  Even if Alex wasn't hungry, the dog sure seemed to be.-

When the new wolf came in, Alex inhaled deeply, takeing in his scent, and commiting it to memory. So many new faces since she'd last been in New Orleans. Some she'd met before. Some she hadn't. Somehow everyone seemed to congregate in the same places.

When Nyx commented that it sounded like Alex did what she needed to to survive, she managed a small smile. "He had it comming...that and so much more...just wish it had happened differently.." In a way that hadn't involved eating the damn hillbilly. The thought of what that action might do to the Munin once again entered her mind, and she felt her stomach roll. Closing grey blue eye's for a moment, and then blinked, looking over when her knee was patted by Trent.

Alex nodded to the question of if she was hurt. Her joints still ached from being held in the same position for so damn long. Her system Finally getting the last of the drugs and their effects from her body. Her head? Well it didn't really hurt as much, but there was still a great bruise  from her temple down to her cheekbone. And wrists were still wrapped in gauze and medical tape, to keep them from the open air, and being bumped to much, as they were still red and raw and very much owie from the damn silver.

The knowlage that neither one of these two were very old as wolves, had her blinking in surprise. So many pups around lately. it was almost like an epidemic. Her stomach clenched, realizing there was one more running around town someplace that they needed to locate. thanks to her dear brother.

Shakeing her head, silky blond strands danced and she gave a small laugh. "that was pure fuckin dumb luck. He's the one that kicked my ass in the first place and kidnapped me...He's kicked my ass for years...but he was the one that taught me to fight." And fight dirty. Alex didn't know how to fight fair. How to fight clean. It was all the twisted, perverted teachings of Xavier that she knew. and it was only in the last few years, since meeting up with Ash, and then Silent again, that she started to reprogram her brain to NOT be what Xavier created. Though, as Ash could tell anyone, Alex still had her moments when she slipped.

"I could seriously use a ciggarette or two. I have some. just didn't wanna smoke in the kitchen..." She managed a smile, and watched as Nyx moved off to get Helix something to eat. Calling after her "Oh he's got a bowl here...And.." blinked as Nyx disapeared upstairs. "...food..." Well hell. When the girl came back, and placed the food where Helix wouldn't have to move too far from his mistress, her lips formed a larger smile. "Thank you...He'll probably decide your his new buddy now" Helix had a tendancy to like anyone that fed him or paid any amount of attention to him.

Leaning back, she closed her eyes. then blinked. "Oh hey....Did anyone bring an iPhone in here that they might have found outside? I was here last when i lost my phone before this shit...Haven't been able to find it." She hoped to hell someone had dropped it off and not kept it. But if it was gone for good, she'd just have to bite the bullet and buy another.

-Trent was also fiending for a smoke.  Nodding as Alex spoke up he went in search of an ashtray.  He was betting that under the right circumstances Silent wouldn't mind people smoking in the kitchen.  After all the Hookah was closed for the night and if these weren't special circumstances then he didn't know what was.  He was leaning down to look in a cabinet when Alex asked about her phone he lifted his head and knocked it against the cainet above that he'd forgotten to close.-

 

"Ouch!"

 

-Rubbing at the sore spot on his head he turned to glance back at Alex.  It was then that he saw an ashtray sitting under one of the work tables of the kitchen.  Looked like the cooks were sneaking cigarettes in here as well.  Moving towards where the ashtray was tucked away he continued rubbing his head with one hand and then picked up the ashtray and brought it over to Alex.-

 

"I just got here earlier today.  So I haven't seen a phone."

 

-As he set the ashtray on the countertop near Alex he looked over at Nyx who would probably know more than he would.  Pulling a pack of cigarettes from his own pocket he slipped his fingers into the opening in the soft pack and pulled out a cigarette, offering the pack towards Alex out of habit even though she'd said she had her own.  After she took one or not he set the pack down on the countertop and slipped a Bic from his pocket to light their cigarettes.-

 

-It was sort of creepy just standing around waiting.  He had no idea where Silent was, and Dee Dee hadn't texted him back yet.  He wasn't sure if more wolves would be coming to the Hookah or not.  Whatever the case he felt a bit like they were hiding out from a zombie apocolypse.-

 

"Maybe Alex should give us a little fight lesson." -He was trying to be funny, but it wouldn't be a bad way to spend their time.  Unfortunetly Trent wasn't always good at trying to be funny.  His jokes often came out in a monotone than made it hard for people to see whether he was being serious or sarcastic.  Usually it wasn't either, but everyone had their own skill set.- "Just in case more people get kidnapped and we are the last wolves left who have to save the day."

-Thankkfully before anything could actually happen with his suggestion Silent came into the Hookah.  Trent could smell her and sense her long before he saw her colorful head.  Silent was kind of hard to miss with your eyes or your lupine senses.  Clearing his voice he handed his phone towards Silent so she could see the text message that he had gotten; though he was pretty sure that she had recieved the same text.-

 

"We don't really know much.  Ash told Alex to wait for him here and I guess she has some personal things to talk to you about.  I sent a text to Dee Dee telling her to send any other young wolves here until they figure out what's going on with Geller.  Just in case....you know....if it's trouble for wolves or something.  I haven't heard anything from Dee yet so other than that I am pretty much in the dark."

 

Alex waved away the offer of smokes, having already pulled out her own pack when he brought the ash tray over. The marlboro was lit, and a long drag taken, as she leaned back. strokeing fingers through the shaggy fur of the large white dog next to her, who had settled down now that he'd eaten. Grinning over at Nyx, she gave a shrug "He's a good boy. Just...well hyper as fuck. He's only two."

Letting out a snort of a laugh, she couldn't help but grin at him. "Shiiiiit. If we're the last one's left and they've taken out all our Alpha's we are well and truely screwed." Shakeing her head, she closed her eyes, and leaned her head back. Takeing another drag of her smoke, and blowing the smoke upwards. Snickering softly at Nyx's comment back to Trent. "You don't want me teaching him that shit. Whatever Xavier taught me needs to get burried in the back of my mind and never thought of again...twisted mother fucker...."  Her body tensed then, hearing someone enter the hookah, but slowly relaxed, as Silent's scent hit her nose, and grey blue eye's opened to look at the swamp wolf.

When she said she was glad to see Alex had found her way home, she gave that small crooked little smile. "fucker loaded me into his truck and took me out into the swamps...You know how he was about the swamps.....knew the depths of them better then anyone else after awhile..."  And Silent probably knew exactly Why Xavier would know the swamps well. When you didn't want people to find the bodies, you made sure they were hidden deeply enough, and in places nobody was likely to go.

Waiting untill Silent had read the text message, she slid off the counter, and winced slightly. "....I can wait...Geller's more important...but..." She bit at her bottom lip, chewing at the plump tier, and scuffed her tennis shoe at the floor, hair swinging forward as she looked at the ground and hid her face. "....Ash wanted me to talk to you about what consiquences there might be from what I did to Xavier..." She didn't know if Ash had told Silent all of what happend or not. Hell she didn't know what all Silent knew.  Looking up, she stubbed out her cig and pushed her hair back. "....maybe i should tell you everything first...."

-- Edited by ALEX SINCLAIR on Thursday 23rd of June 2011 05:43:02 PM

Will was dressed in green and brown leathers, favoring that look to the more modern looks. Even the animal right groups, like PETA, got on him for his choice of dress, but they were not a group that could understand the balance of life and death. He was more in tune with that, which melded well with what he was now. He was once a Druid, and lived in England. Now, he was a Were-wolf, and New Orleans was an interesting place. It was a big change from the small town life he was used to back in Carlisle. However, he took the time to explore and try to find everything about. He went to random places, and found himself at the Hookah. The first thing he noticed was the Texan girl walking up to the door. He would have normally brushed it off, not knowing the girl, and not being one to judge for fashion choices.

The exchange of words however at the door, caught his interest. He was seated on a bench on the side of the street, leaning forward with hands clapsed before him, head bowed as he appeared deep in thought. In truth, he meditated. His old Druidic practices that refused to be broken from habit. The mention of the full moon, and of a few choice names, had his interest piqued. He had a feeling it had been a bit odd that the place was closed for a storm.

After that, Alex's words alone had him intrigued to know more, but he would have to strain his hearing to hear through the closed doors and wall to hear more. Eventually, when they moved to another part of the building, he couldn't hear anything further. Because of such, he began to look for a way to listen in further. The door was locked, and surely they wouldn't just let him in, since he was someone they didn't know. And lord knew, he didn't want to be taking the change of introducing himself to a wolf pack.

Otis had hung back a bit while Milo stalked ahead on those long ass legs of his, head tipping as he lit the cigar clamped between his lips. "Fucker never slows down." Words muttered as he matched the slower pace of the lady at his side. Yes, Jessica was a lady, for all that she'd claimed the crazy fuck of a Rat King as her own.

He couldn't help but grin as Milo tossed the somewhat gangling looking wolf towards him, moving effortlessly into place in front of his King's lady, burlier form capturing the poor stranger that Milo sent his way. "Easy there Mutt." And just like that they stranger had a nickname of his own. Otis was like that. Didn't matter what your parents called you, Otis named you and you were stuck with it. It was one of those habits he shared with Milo.

"How the fuck is it goin? You'll like the Hookah. This place fuckin' rocks." Cheerful words to his new 'friend', Milo's #1 Rat having locked an arm around the wolf's shoulders and guiding him, like it or not, behind Milo and Jessica and into the cafe. Free hand captured the cigar he'd been speaking around, deftly capturing it between his fingers as he scanned the interior, the big black rat that was his other self skittering about the etheral plane and scouting ahead. Wolves wolves and more wolves... good thing none of them were shedding right?

Lou was given a grin and a dip of his head when she gave a bit of a squeal from Milo's 'greeting', his wink hidden behind the dark shades he always seem to wear. "Easy Red, he's just sayin' hello. Stop scarin' the fuckin' pups Milo!" Yeah, Milo was his King but that didn't mean he didn't think he was an asshole. He was just an asshole you loved to death.

"Shit, what do you gotta do to get some fuckin' service around here?" He didn't quite have the volume that Milo did, then again, no one had the volume that Milo did, but Otis had a pretty fair bellow.... and the vocabulary of a redneck truck driver. It was good to be back in town. Speaking of....

New friend was guided... ok, more like slung.... towards the nearest seat. "Sit the fuck down, get comfy." And out came Otis' phone. Cigar back between his lips and then thumbs danced in a quick text. A very simple message to Frick & Frack..."Get your asses to the Hookah Bring Pinky & anyone else that wants to see Milo" Arms crossed in front of his chest once his phone was slipped away, settling into the waiting stance of a guard... cuz that's what he was. Dur.

So they assumed he was a wolf. He wondered how and why. With shields locked tight about him, he gave nothing away willingly. He was not all too keen to the words Milo had to offer, but the option to  head inside, and better listen in to what was going on was something he could not turn away. He didn't like being degraded and being called a 'pulp' but he'd still let the poor sods think they had the upper hand on him, as he let himself be thrown into the body of the other Rat.

He'd glance about at the three, not knowing who any of them were, though the mention of Silent's name, again, definitely had him willing to head on in, and listen to what was going on in the Hookah. He didn't care much about the place itself, but who was in it. He himself would more than likely never take part in anything that went on in the Hookah.

As soon as they were inside, he would part himself from Milo and Otis, and take up a spot all his own. There was no hiding, but keeping quiet was his only option at that point to learn of what was going on around here.

Lou was.... well, looking for somewhere to hide. She thought she was doing the quiet in the corner sort of thing, waiting for Silent to see her and all but then in came.... chaos. I mean, what else do you call Milo? In another life he was a chaos demon, there was no doubt in her mind about that.

"Eeeeeeeeeep," yes, she sort of squealed with that giant paddle he called a hand intersected with her bottom, eyes wide as she scooted away.Milo was tall and lanky and he was followed by not quite as tall but broad and beefy as hell. And in the midst was the 'gift' being slung around like sack. Amber eyes wide as she retreated from the rats, moving back to a corner to watch from. Yup, this should be interesting.

Wolves and rats and a lone kitty cat all congregating together. Maybe she should have stayed at home.

Silent would watch the pair go upstairs as she plopped her butt up on the cold steel table. Those tri colored eyes watchin Alex...There was a wildness...Like a trapped animal sense to her...The way the woman moved...Smelled..Even the looks screamed X..."You ate him didnt you?" Was all she managed to say before she felt Milo. Oh thank god...Really was her first thought...He was her King...And not by lycan standards..No he was the King of Mayham to her Queen of Chaos. He would always be her partner..Been that way since Salem. But before she could even mention to Alex to give her a heads up she felt Lou. Which with the shit storm brewing having the doward lupa was soothing. Throwing a glance at Alex. " We got company baby love. Think you can hold up? " Moving towards the small blond she would curl her tattooed arm around the girls small waist " If ya need ya can go up with Nyx and get settled. Well talk about whats going on soon." Kissin the girls forhead she went out just in time to catch Milo smack Lous rump. She couldnt help but to laugh some. "Just bite him momma...Lou that is Milo...But I think yall kinda met last full moon" Moving to give the red head a quick hug before Otis dropped the 'present' She would tilt here head some...Now he was a strange smellin and feelin wolf.."Where'd ya find that critter?" Even as this was said Sil made a B line for both Jess and Milo considering they both were her closest friends. "Im so fuckin glad ya home...I think were all gonna some boots...Shits bout to get deep. My Freki is missin...And..Well ya...Happy to Have ya home even id ya bringin me ugly presents" Silent would smirk some at the weird pup. "Jess....How was the trip"

Well mother fuckin' hell, while he kept half an eye on things, ok, more then half an eye, the boys apparently decided to break not just one but all the speed records to get there asses to the Hookah.

Damn he was so proud. Tear was hidden by his shades. OK, no tear but you get the fuckin' point.

His head cocked slightly as the door swung open and mini-Milo-wanna-be all coked up and hyper just flung himself onto the Big Ol' Rat's back. Otis of course barely swayed at Frack's miniscule weight slamming into him and just scurrying up his frame. "'Bout fuckin' time you boys got here." Affectionate complaint, grinning around his cigar. He let Frack cling like a damn leech, pivoting to give Frick a nod. Little shit was pissy. Sort of understandable. "Good job holdin' shit together while we were gone." It wasn't like Otis didn't know about some of the shit that had been going on, he had his contacts and his eyes in town, the boys didn't know it but he'd been keeping tabs on them, just to see how the fuck they did on their own.

Arms unlaced, reaching behind to give Frack a light swat on the ass, sort of, hard to hit the ass of someone clinging to your back but he tried. "No hidin' shithead." Yeah, he felt that little ducking motion. Little shit.

A shy smile appeared when Silent entered, peeking over at Milo at the Swamp Wolf's instruction. Bite him? Yeah, that'd happen. NOT! She welcomed the hug from Silent, breathing deep of her scent before she settled into the shadows as the greetings and introductions were given. As much as she'd been a Lupa once she was most comfortable being in the shadows, simply giving silent support.

She watched the growing group, tugging out a small notebook from the back pocket of her jeans. Yes, she was sketching again, keeping her hands busy as she listened. Geller was missing? She frowned slightly, searching her memory for a face to go with the name.

Quick sketches were made of all the people gathering, names scrawled along side.

Alex may or may not have squeaked - Milo's hand was fucking huge, okay? - when the big rat reached out and ruffled his hair. "I don't fuckin' know, man. I mean. You're huge, but they're fucking zombie alligators." Right? Wait, that wasn't even relevant, was it?

"Dude, I think Theo broke some traffic laws on our way here, what're you bitching about?" he said to Otis. "And if you're gonna smack my ass, do it harder, man."

 

Theo grunted and did his damnedest to resist Milo's grip, but... yeah. The guy was fucking huge, and a rat, so he didn't last for more than a second before he went crashing against Milo. The big rat could hug as hard as he wanted. Theo struggled a little, then just bit Milo's side. Not hard... but fuck, really? He was kind of stuck so he'd fucking bite if he wanted to. Besides, he had a damn point to make. Yeah, sure, he and Alex were pretty much fine but that didn't mean things had all been fucking rainbows and sunshine. Not that they needed help. They did fine on their fucking own, thanks.

He glanced up though when Silent said something about her Freki missing. Come to think of it, they hadn't seen Geller in a while and they'd been using his place to play shows. He exchanged a quick look with Alex, but his brother just shrugged.

 

"What do you mean war?" Alex frowned, resting his head on Otis's shoulder. Fuck.

-Trent's comment made her laugh so hard it was a good thing she didn't fall down the stairs.- "Well, then we truly are up shit creek without a paddle my friend." -Then she caught the awesome intensity of Milo's power and it made her laughter start up all over again.-

 

"Not the zombie apocolypse.  Just Milo." - She had started back down the stairs but then turned to look over her shoulder at Trent.- "Trust me.  Milo's worse."

 

-Heading back into the kitchen Nyx moved among the bodies like a dancer.  Thin as a rail and lacking in any feminine curves she managed to look sexy in her baggy jeans and the strip of cloth she dared to call a shirt.  Her cheek was nuzzled to the faces of those she knew: Jessice, Milo, Otis, Sil and Alex and she sent a finger wave in the direction of the rats she didn't know.  Then she moved towards where William was holding up the wall.-

 

"You look like you're ready to disappear into the wood work peeper." -Yeah she had caught what Milo said and jokingly tugged on the new guys shirt.- "Why don't you come help me scrounge up some drinks.  Milo thinks better when the wheels in his head are loosened up a bit."

-Dragging William along with her she went through the doors of the kitchen and into the Hookah proper, heading behind the bar.  She started handing bottles and glasses over to William until his arms were full and then tucked a few in the crooks of her own thin arms.-

"So what's your name? I'm guessing it isn't Mutt."

 

Theo actually shuddered a bit when he heard the rumble in Milo's voice, whatever the tone meant. But he nodded. "Yeah, we should do that." He understood maybe Milo had his own shit to sort out recently, but still. Nevermind how he felt about the pinch, other than the fact that now his ass kinda hurt. 

 

He heard Milo's low-toned comment and wondered if that meant both of them were gonna have a sit down or if talking to one of them counted at talking to both. He didn't want to think about that right now, things were okay, right? At least right that second. 

Alex smiled when Karma finally made it in and kinda launched herself at Milo. She'd been looking for him, and the Black brothers hadn't been able to tell her where he was or when he'd be back, but that part of everything was okay now, right? He leaned his head on Otis's shoulder, tightening his arms and legs like he was afraid of falling off. 

"She's been hiding in mine, recently," Alex mumbled, hiding a sly grin. What? They hadn't been fucking or anything. Usually if Karma fell asleep in his bed, he slept on the couch, or vice versa. He was a total fucking gentleman, thanks. 

Alex winced when Silent asked if she'd eaten him and just gave a nod of her head, looking away, then back, that temper that was half hers, and mostly his flaired to the surface. "Fucker starved me..." Her voice was a low growl and accent thick enough to walk on. "I ...I couldn't help it damn it...." She blinked at the racket comming from out front, and that growl trickled out again. First Lou comming in, then Milo followed by Jess, and the big rat, Otis. Fuck to many people in to short a space of time. Her head was reeling. She hadn't even heard Silent's offer to go upstairs.

And soon it was too late, she was hauled off her feet and into a crushing hug that had her yelping in pain, only barely managing to bite it back. She was thinner then she'd been. Malnurished and...Well...yeah. Her oh so loving brother had managed to leave his mark in more than one way on his baby sister.

Back on her feet, she was distracted as Jess came forward, hand extended in a silent command to let her see. Holding out both hands, she let Jess inspect both wrists that were raw and bloody from the silver chains that had been holding her imobile for so long. There were other places where the silver had rested against her skin, and they were covered with bandages as well. A lovely bruise from temple to cheekbone. The wounds Jess couldn't see were hidden by her tshirt. She kept focused on her hands, and spoke quietly. "there's more...."

 

And now even more people comming in. Another blond with dreads, and she was pulling back from Jess, and moving back towards Silent. Pressing against the swamp wolf, and watching warily. "....do we even know who the fuck we're going to war with??" This was aimed at whoever knew what the fuck was going on. Cause alex sure as hell didn't. She'd only gotten out of the swamps day before last.

Her focus was on Alex, clinical as she looked over the bandages, her fingers gentle when the moved over the young woman's arms, careful not to hurt the wounds. "I'm sorry I wasn't here." Her words near silent, pitched for Alex alone to hear. 

"there's more..."

"I know hon, I know," it wasn't just her eyes and the light touch of her hands that were examining Alex, the Other part of her, the warmth of her cat was roaming around the injured wolf, a swirl of warmth that Alex would be able to feel. Something Jess didn't do often but it was something that she could do was use her cat to heal. But this wasn't the place, especially when Alex withdrew to press herself to Silent's side, taking comfort from the other wolf.

She nodded, eyes locking on Silent's a moment, a silent communication she hoped the other woman understood. Alex would need treatment and soon, something to prevent the scarring of from silver and, hopefully, to reduce the scarring on her soul from what happened.

"When things settle a bit more Alex, I'd like to do a full exam and take care of those injuries." Words phrased as a request but they held a hint of a doctor's command. Healing a wolf was more difficult then healing a leopard but it was doable, especially with someone that she was familiar with but it was something that had to be done in private. It was an intimate experience after all.

Timing of course being everything meant that her phone decided to start chiming. Not her personal phone but her work phone, the hospital phone that should not be ringing since they knew that she'd be away. Her eyes narrowed slightly at the interruption, tugging the phone from its holster as she stepped away from the others, pausing only a moment to brush a hand along Milo's arm. "McFarland." The word murmured into the phone, brow furrowing a she listened. "Alright, I'm on my way."

All business as she hung up and put the phone back on her hip, moving to Milo to steal a not quick kiss, "I have to get to the hospital. A shifter was brought in severely injured. He's unconscious but healing so quickly they know he's strong, they need me there in case there's an issue." She glanced around the room, "I need keys or a ride." Yeah, she was looking for a volunteer to get her there. Alex would be here choice since she needed treatment as well but this was not necessarily the time to pull her away from the comfort of Silent and the other wolves.

 (Jessica is continued at http://wickedlabyrinth.activeboard.com/t43560433/local-lycan-clinic-open-to-jessica-first-then-anyone/)

-- Edited by JESSICA MCFARLAND on Friday 24th of June 2011 12:37:48 PM

-- Edited by JESSICA MCFARLAND on Friday 24th of June 2011 12:39:38 PM

- Milo had tucked Karma back into his arms, holding the dreadlocked rat on his hip like someone would a child.  This was a rather big child but Milo was a big guy so it didn't matter.  Holding her there easily with just one of those lanky arms he gave a happy rat hiss at the closeness of all the rats and wolves, and when Nyx and Mutt came back with bottle of booze his night was perfection.  Walking with Karma bouncing on his hip he let Nyx hand him one of the bottles of Jack with the top conveniently removed so he could take a slug of the burning liquid from the bottle before offering it to Karma.-

 

"Yeah Otis.  I noticed." -The Rat King's lime green eyes looked over the one called Pinky with thin lips peeled back in that sneering grin.- "They can't help it that they don't look as naturally gorgeous as we do."

 

-His narrow face gave a shake, letting those long dark brown strands messily shake around his face.  From time to time he too would dye streaks of red or blonde into his hair, but without Barbie or Tommy there to help he hadn't done it in awhile.- "It's not exactly a party yet Pink.  Maybe it could be or maybe it'll be a fight.  We're still trying to figure that out.  You gonna come give a greeting to your King or do I need to get a little rough with you first?"

 

-He wasn't above that.  Milo liked it rough.  With lots of licks and noogies and tumbling around.  Pinky didn't look like someone trying to deny a dominant his proper authority, just stunned by the sheer number of people in the kitchen, so he wasn't being too serious about it with her.  As she greeted him they were interrupted by Jessie's sudden phone call.  That woman of his was an angel.  Always helping others.-

 

"Frik. Frak.  Break the speed limits again and get Jessie to the hospital yeah.  Then hang there with her till she can come back here." -Milo had a tendency to strike people as a giant chaotic force of nature, but he wasn't all brawn.  There was a tiny little brain stuck in all that pulp somewhere.  He had heard what Alex and Jessie had been saying and he nodded to the she-wolf.- "You should go with 'em.  Let Jessie check you out fully after she finishes."

 

-It never occured to Milo that ordering people around might not suit them.  He was just so used to it.  So he inadvertently ordered Theo and Alex to be cheaffeurs, ordered Jessie to treat Alex after she was down, and ordered Alex to go while her Ulfric stood there.  But the thing was that Jessie and the boys probably would have done their part with or without his orders, and Silent usually trusted Milo's judgement.  He'd heard something about Ash so he added.-

 

"Ash won't get mad that ya left.  I'll wait here till he comes and let him know I made ya go."

 

-Not that Milo ordered Ash around.  If there was one lycanthrope who Milo thought actually might beat him in a fight, it was Ash Redfern.  Not that that would stop Milo from fighting and not that he would ever admit that out loud.  But Ash was one bad ass motherfucker with a badge.  No arguing with that.-

"Love ya babe.  I'll see ya soon."

 

-With Karma still wrapped around his waist he took Jessie in his free arm and gave her a real Rhett Butler kiss.  Bowing her backwards he found her mouth in a fast hard kiss that explored her mouth with his tongue before pulling away and sending her off to work with the boys and Alex. That cut the kitchen population down by four, but it was still pretty full.-

"Now, about that drink? And about Geller?"

 

-He looked at Silent waiting for more info as drinks were passed around and they settled in to see what was coming next.-

Having pressed herself back against Silent's side, She blinked when Milo said she should go with Jess. And while she didn't really want to leave Silent and the comfort of the other wolves that were there, to be with a leopard and two rats...Well it was kinda hard to say no when Milo told you to do things. Maybe it was the fact that he was like a fuckin monkey on crack bouncin around, but you just couldn't help but do it.

Glancing at Silent, she finally nodded and let go, looking over to Nyx. "Keep an eye on Helix please?" The damn beohemouth would go nuts once she left the store, and he seemed to like Nyx, so hopefully he'd calm down for her. Moving carefully to Jess, she glanced at the two brothers, giving a small nod of her head and waited off to the side, listening to the conversations going on around them. The new commers. The...the hell was with the dreadlocks on everybody and the rainbow colors anyway?? and why in teh name of all things holy would you dye your hair PINK???

Alex however was smart enough to keep that observation to herself, as frankly, she knew if she opened her mouth to voice it, it would come out with something more likely to be heard out of Xavier's mouth and not her own. And the female rat scared her a little. Why she had no clue, seeing how Milo and Otis reacted to her.

So when Jess was finally ready, she followed after her, and Alex adn Theo, arms curled around her body. Fuck she hated hospitals......

The car squeeked to a sudden halt in front of the Hookah, and Dee, Sirus, and Laney spilled out of the car. When Dee first entered inside, she was immediately drowned in everyone's power and beast that was present. There was so much activity and power play in the place that Dee almost lost her balance. She didn't recognize anyone that was here, except Silent and Nyx. Trent, she never met before, neither William or Milo and Otis, and the red-headed beauty named Lou, but that didn't phase her. They would all have their formal introductions probably before the night ended.

When Dee approached Silent, she brushed her cheek against the multi-color beauty, burying her nose behind her ear, and finally embraced her in a hug. "Thank you for this Silent, this means the world to me." She didn't know who knew about Geller, so she raised her voice over the others that were currently in conversation. "I have received news about Geller. He has been found, and is currently at the hospital. Ash sent me here to tell everyone, and to get all that need to go to the hospital safely. Silent, you can decide who goes to the hospital and who stays, and if you would like me to go, I can assure you that I will get everyone there safely."

 

-Trent had followed Nyx down the stairs and was then doing his best to "blend".  Normally a guy wearing nail polish with neon red hair didn't blend well, but in this crowd it was surprisingly easy.  Eventually he grabbed a bottle of water, since he didn't drink alcohol, and went to stand near Lou.  Trent was unobtrusive, he didn't want to bother her, he just sipped his water, smoked his cigarette, and watched her as she drew her beautiful pictures.  He was sort of zoned out into watched her pencil move when Dee Dee burst in.  His head snapped up, eyes wide, and he realized that he hadn't even noticed people leaving.-

-Listening to what she said he turned his moss green eyes to Silent who had a decision to make.  Nyx spoke up and he nodded at her comment and raised a hand that Silent could see, letting her know that he didn't mind staying behind either.  This was Geller, the man had more friends and acquaintances than anyone, that hospital would be packed enough.-

"I can go see him tomorrow or something.  I love him but I don't want to overwhelm him you know? I can stay here so other people closer to him can go to the hospital."

-He was just trying to be helpful.  Plus he was a newer lycanthrope and more than a little skittish about ending up in a hospital which was just a shade too close to ending up in a lab.  Drinking from his bottle of water he waited like the others for Silent to make up her mind.-

-There was some drinking.  There was some chatter.  Milo pinched an ass, groped a breast, and possibly kicked at Otis a little, and then the serious world descended again.  Dee gave Silent the news and Silent started picking a wolf line up expecting Milo to do the same for the rats.  Technically he didn't think any of the rats even knew Geller, or at least not well, except for himself and Otis. Conferring with Otis for a minute in low voices he set Karma down beside Remi.-

 

"Okay here's the scoop.  Karma, Remi, Otis you all stay here and have fun.  I'll go keep the wolf lady company and play guard at the hospital.  Gonna send Frik and Frak back here if they want to come so they can fill you guys in on what's happening on that end. Otis, you're in charge.  Don't let anything happen while I'm gone."

 

-Otis could make things happen or keep things from happening in a big violent sense.  He was a good one to guard here while Milo did the same on the other side of town.  Though what they were guarding against no one seemed to know.  This was why having a heirarchy of command was nice.  Milo felt fine leaving Otis in charge while he was gone.  Nuzzling the rats goodbye and giving Otis a pop in the arm Milo left with Silent, Dee, and possibly the woman who looks like his ex-wife to go to the hospital.-

(Manda why don't you do the link and transition for us from Hookah to Hospital since Dee is driving lol)

He smirked when Milo sent off Frik & Frak to the hospital. He'd half expected to be sent himself but this was a better idea, getting the more squirrelly of the young rate out from being around all the twitchy wolves. It would give Frik some responsibility and Frak a breather.... sort of. Eh, Frak would fuckin' deal with the hospital.

He grinned at Pinky's wiseass comments, it was why she fit in, she could keep up with him and most likely with Milo. "Bullshit, you know you want some of this." Gesturning at himself before letting a meaty hand swat at her ass when she made her way to Milo. He'd claimed his own bottle from Nyx, tipping his head to the waitress. "Thanks Goldilocks." 

He moved towards the door, claiming a spot like a bouncer at a club, easily able to watch incoming and outgoing as well as what was happening on the street and in the room around him. A long swig was taken from the bottle before nodding as Ulfric and King apportioned out tasks. "We're fuckin' solid here." Behind his shades he scanned over those assigned to stay behind, the Big Ol' Rat doing a bit of scouting of its own on the preternatural plane. It was a mixed bag they had here but they'd make due. Hopefully it would just be a party. If not, well, kickin' ass with a bunch of wolves was a party in its own right.

"Mouse, why don't you hang with Thing 1 and Thing 2 over there," thumb gestured to the pair of redheads. "Pinky you, Baby Badass and Stretch make nice." A tip of his head indicating Laney and Sirius. That just left Mutt but since he was Silent's 'present' Otis was going to keep an eye on him. That should have everything covered. See? Otis knows his shit and was about as rock solid as they come.

Thing 1 and Thing 2? Seriously? She glanced at Trent and couldn't help it, a little giggle escaped. OK, she could see it, sort of. Otis seemed to just rename everyone with some sort of logic that made sense only to him. She watched the new guy help Nyx serve drinks and then ease himself off to the side. She could tell when he relaxed, when his shields dropped and offered a quick smile. A glance was directed at Trent before she looked back at 'Mutt'.

"Hey. I'm Lou." softly uttered words, "Don't worry. Silent... she'll die for her wolves." The pack was new in a lot of ways, just forming, just getting a personality of its own but Silent... well, it was true, once you were 'hers' she'd die for you, it was just that simple.