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"I get it, I mean before Will I thought I might go that route. The last few were…" She shuttered and mimed a gag. Her previous relationships had not gone well, some she was certain it was her position in the pack that had been a problem. She had practically sworn off dating inside the pack but Will was safe.

"I promise I will keep you in the loop so you can live vicariously through me." She laughed a little before sipping on the wine again. "Do I dare ask how work is? Not like you can tell me a whole lot anyway right." Faye couldn't fathom trying to deal with others mental health when she could barely manage her own. Not to say she was doing a good job at managing, she was doing kind of a terrible job in all reality. "They're not over working you at least right? I keep hearing horror stories about people in the medical field."

“I get that. I’m not trying to get you to have the same view point as me, honest.” Victoria replied. In fact she quite often enjoyed watching the relationships of others play out, she just wasn’t sure she wanted anything that was beyond surface-level for herself again. “I’m just saying that in the end it’s easier not to deal with entanglements that go beyond the physical. For me, anyway.” Honestly, the fact that she had Naz and Faye as friends and was attached to them was more than she had ever planned for. “But promise me you’ll keep giving me all your updates?”

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"It was supposed to come earlier but this got buried under some other boxes. Normally I don't do the deliveries myself but, I wanted to make sure this got here."

She took a seat at the bar and chuckled as he spoke, "Nah, looks like you're pretty empty tonight so I can't say I blame you. When I started bartending I had a lot of nights like this." She chuckled and remember fondly taking down all the bottles and reorganizing them and cleaning the dust off older vintages. She took the glass gave him a little cheers before taking a sip. "Its kinda a domino effect. Ever heard of a place called Nevermore? Burned down in the blackout a few months ago. It's my cousin's place I'm the manager there so we've been doing the rebuild and I still run my imports and distribution so its been a lot of long nights getting caught back up."

“That’s a late delivery.” Eiji observed curiously, leaned up to peer into the crate she had just delivered. Unfortunately there was no secret delivery beyond the usual bottles of alcohol and so he picked it up and placed it beneath the bar to be packed away later. “Kind of sad that I’m excited that this gives me something to do.” He added, before reaching for what he needed to make the cocktail. The Green Dragon wasn’t exactly a place known for it’s cocktails, more so the mediocre pints of beer and cheap bar crisps. At least a Manhattan wasn’t as complicated as some other cocktails. Eiji made up the drink and settled it on the bar in front of her. “How come you’re still working so late?” He asked conversationally.

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She was heading into Droitwitch again, she spent a lot of time there when seeing Will at Max's place and now she'd gotten into a few of the bars around the area. With the delivery and the chat about specifics for future orders. Faye nodded and walked back out of the pub stuffing her hands into the pocket of her jacket. She had one final delivery passed the Remington tower. A single bottle of the select Cab she'd gotten in from Bordeaux, she'd been happy to get rid of it given when she'd last gotten this shipment.

She had been responding to a text from the pack group text about dinner party plans when she nearly walked directly into a man. The worst part was that it was someone that she'd fired from the Nevermore months earlier. "Seriously, Martin? We aren't even open at the moment anyway. So no, I'm not going to give you your job back. Besides why in the hell would I let you come back after the shit you pulled?" Martin didn't seem to like that response, she assumed he was drunk or high again. When he tried to touch her, a quick shift in her stance ended up with his arm twisted around his back. "Now then. Off you go, Approach me again and I will get a lawyer involved, a'right?' She pushed him off and he stubled away, she ran a hand through her hair and sighed in relief. "Sorry about that."

It had been several months since Augustine died, inhabiting the body of his killer and slowly growing accustomed to his new life. If asked by another, his name was Faust. Few knew his real identity still, and he had preferred that, keeping a fairly empty schedule trying to learn what he could about the witch’s former life while meeting regularly and discreetly at the Remington tower to learn how to utilize the witch’s magic.

It had also been a lonely past few months, with little socialization ever since things had fallen apart between Elena and him in addition to everything else. He had no idea where they stood or what the deity had been up to, but had presumed the worst and done his best to bury his feelings on the matter. Instead, he focused on practicing with magic nights he stayed home in addition to continuing his investigation into Artemis and who Faust knew who might also be involved.

The former werewolf had just finished another meeting with Elijah, opting to walk out of Remington tower since it seemed late enough in the day to avoid immediate recognition and questions of the wrong person saw him. He had a long night planned, headed in the direction of Hedon as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and took off down the street. His steps stilled however at a particular commotion along the way, gaze turning to face the source.

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"Hey, no worries." She smiled as she placed a wooden crate onto the bar. "This is a more of I'm dropping off." Faye had meant to send this out with the delivery service but apparently it had ended up under one of the boxes for Nevermore's rebuild. She'd found it while she was putting away some of the finishing things for the bar when the box had caught her eye. Now there was the debate of if she wanted a drink or not before heading back for at least another couple hours of unboxing. "Actually, I'll take you up on the drink. Manhattan, please."

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Location: The Green Dragon (a human-owned pub)

His shift at the pub had been quiet. The usual regular’s looking to sit at the bar with a pint of beer, watch sports on the overhead TV’s and make use of the darts board. It was dull, but it made for easy, unassuming work. Eiji wondered if they would even close early that night given how bare it was. The waitress he had befriended served a table with the one and only measly portion of curly fries that had been ordered that evening and Eiji blew an exasperated breath. He was perched on a barstool he’d snuck behind the bar, fingers twiddling absently around a pen as he pondered the boring crossword in front of him that had been left by one of the earlier patrons of the day.

When a voice addressed him, his gaze quickly lifted and he stood up, “Sorry.” He cleared his throat, hoping the innocent smile would help him out. “What can I get you?”

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Faye mimed a hair flip at the continued compliments and chuckled, "Well I couldn't go letting my king down and he's in whole ass armor which honestly just makes him hotter somehow. I don't really know how to explain it." She was pretty sure it was the vibe of he would fight for her and that was pretty damn romantic. She could count on one hand people that had made her feel that important and he was the main one. "I mean you're totally right, But can you imagine having to like bite something everytime you wanted to get in somewhere? Ooof." She shook her head a little, as she started to try to figure the damn thing out. "I can brute force this and we can blame the wine." Faye gave her a bit of a wink before applying enough strength to open the door way with a smirk. "Shall we go a trouble making, Lady Pandora?" She asked offering the witch her hand. "Ought to be fun."

"That's adorable." It really was sweet given all the couples that Daphne had seen at each others throats or keeping important secrets from one another that there was still the chance for love. Plus Faye and Will made a cute couple despite Daphne's inability to comprehend how Faith could put up with his little non-sequiturs.

She chuckled, gesturing to the way that the wolf was dressed. "I mean you do look every inch the goddess. I'm sure if there was a deity around, they would agree." In that outfit, Faith looked very much like a classical portrait come to life. More than a few people would probably seek her blessings.

The witch might be able to force the door open with a spell, but for all she knew, that would set off an alarm. If moving the metal did set anything off, playing innocent and saying that she tripped was far easier to explain than using magic. She didn't even know what the rules for such were outside the limits of the city. "I mean they have all kinds of things to keep them safe both archaic and technological." She'd heard Teddy briefly rambling about some project or other. "Fang reader might be a thing. Unless all their fangs are the same, but that would be weird. Imagine matching dental records for an entire species."

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She should have realized who it was before he spoke, she'd blame it on her focus being to preoccupied. Her lips pulled into a wide smile and she set down the manifest and turned to him. "For you, I will gladly make an exception and time." It was good to see him outside the pub or the hospital. With things as they had been it was hard for either of them to make time and now she was dating his best friend. A lot had happened in a short period. "How are you?" She asked crossing over to him and giving him a hug, a smile on her face now. Faith was more than happy to take a break from the well everything else. Her brain needed the breather if she was honest. "I hope the things with pub are going well. I've been meaning to stop by but..." She gestured to the piles of boxes. "It's been a little chaotic."

Falling back into a routine had proven more difficult than Jaxon was used to. The clatter of pint glasses and the familiar hum of late-night chatter paired with early mornings the next day had always been the grounding rhythm of his life, but his other priorities had him slacking way more than normal.

Today, he was taking care of one of those priorities, making the effort to drive all the way to the distillery to spend some time with a special someone he had not seen in a hot minute. Well, not outside of his work hours anyway. His hope was that he could convince Faith to grab a bite somewhere else, maybe even discuss her new relationship. With his best friend. Now that was a doozie.

Crossing the main entrance, the beta didn't have to look for the fellow wolf too long before spotting her. "That's unfortunate." he huffed, practically laughing. "I was really lookin' forward to spendin' some time with the very capable owner of this establishment. Should I come back another time?"

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"I gotta take the happiness where I can find it." Faye chuckled as she refocused on Victoria. She rose an eyebrow curious of the reaction, before ultimately rolling her eyes. At least knowing that Victoria had Naz outside of herself gave her some relief otherwise she'd be worried she'd cut herself off from others completely. "I know, I know. I just hope one of these days you find someone you can't help but to let in even if it isn't romantically. It's not always bad."

“Well, that’s good. I’m glad that you’re happy, Faye.” Victoria smiled. With the ever growing tension in the city, it was good to see that she was still finding a place to be happy. “Oh,” She playfully rolled her eyes, “I have… people. You know I like to keep things emotion free.” She reminded her, “It’s better that way. For me, anyway.”

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"We'll figure out who we can trust." She stuffed the ziploc and it's contents into her coat pocket before threading her fingers with his again. The sniff didn't escape her, this was the most she could do for him right now. They needed to get out of here first and then maybe they could break down finally. She could let out the grief that was clawing at her throat with ever breath. "I would... I don't think, uh, I don't think I can be alone at the moment." If she were she was sure that she wouldn't rest and she'd keep hunting searching for whatever she could find or who ever and possibly end up hurting herself in the process. She led them out of the kitchen and into the alley behind the bar, her thumb still brushing on the back of his hand. She kept silent a long time, almost afraid to let go of him. "Would you mind...if we slept... I mean... would it be okay if I kept holding your hand?"

"Probably." He was as good as any witch to look into it. Although Will was weary about who they could trust at this point. There was too much happening all at once. Sure he was certain that the werewolves weren't the only ones suffering, but they seemed to get hurt more than the others.

He sniffled, attempting to keep the tears at bay. His Pengwen was hurting. Faith and he were trying their darnest to fix this, but he didn't know if they could. It reminded him of the time that she'd brought him a broken mug as a kid. No matter how carefully he'd put the shards back together, it still wouldn't hold Gwen's drink. He felt as if he failed her then and worse now.

"Do you want to come with me to Max's place?" He doubted that Max would mind Will having a bit of company. The bed was big enough for two or he would take the floor if that would make Faith more comfortable. He just couldn't be alone right now.

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