Claimed by Nayeli Beauchene ♠ Werewolf || 26 || Straight ♠ “Don’t let the city bite you in the ass.”
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Freedom
Nahuel was sitting outside of a cafe in France, his eyes constantly darting around his surroundings. This new freedom he now has been given by Nayeli has been an adjustment. Never would he have thought he would be free from the city and apart of the human world. This was all so new to him; having to hide to the world of what he is. All Nahuel could think how glad he’s has Nayeli with him to help him adjust to this new life.
His thoughts went to his mother, before he left the city he finally went to her grave and said goodbye to her. Not once since her death has he visited her, as the memory of losing her was too hard on him. Kissing the headstone he placed white tulips on stone, "I’m finally leaving ma’ma, I promise you I will behave this time around. I will forever love you”, he said to her tombstone. He then walked over to his fathers tombstone but there was no body or even ashes, “I hated you, ever since I learned of the word I have hated you. Which is why I have never regretted what I did and I doubt I ever will. I will see you in hell”, he said to his father’s tombstone.
Memories of his life in Covaire hit him as he left the city for good, making a promise to himself that he was never going to return. With all the positive and happy memories there was also twice as much negative ones. Such memories that he would trade over in a heart beat.
He was taken out of his thoughts when the waiter came over with his order. Nahuel handed him his change and a tip. He could hear the sounds of heals walking towards him he smiled knowing that it was the woman who granted him his freedom. Lifting his coffee to his lips he took a sip, knowing this was just the beginning to his new life.
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pctrichr:
a furrowed brow, is all what gaia offers the other in return, that and a tilted head to aid her quiet confused expression. he was the one who had stopped in front of her cell. if anything, she should be the one to ask that question.
Ahh the silent type? Bet thats refreshing around here?
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ledarigby:
Maybe, just maybe we are becoming friends.
That sounds scary.
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crypticcuriosity:
“You do smell, but I’m trying to figure out what it smells like. Did you now. Any blood around?”
Not that I’m aware of.
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ledarigby:
“I don’t know dude, this is too freaky, even for me.”
Something must be happening for this to happen.
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Is there something I can help with?
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ryanxkathryn:
On the set of ’Step Up 5’

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the-fault-in-estella:
Estella nodded her head, even though in her mind she heard herself say that she had no guarantees that there were many days left to come for her. That deep rooted anxiety shifted inside of her, filling her with those doubts she tried to ignore. “She sounds like she was a smart lady… Another inch today.”
[Nahuel nodded his head.] She was and wasn’t. Like she didn’t marry the best of guys in the world but if she didn’t marry him she would have never had me so there is that.
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crypticcuriosity:
“Mistress Genevieve.”
“ You smell….”she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
Pleasure miss. [Nahuel sniffed himself.] Don’t tell me I smell? I swear I took a shower last night.
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ledarigby:
“Wait, are we having a moment?”
“With touchy feelings?”
Holy shit I think we are.
What the fuck is happening?
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crypticcuriosity:
“A face and fist to remember. And what name goes with that?”
Names Nahuel Knox, miss. And you would be?
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ledarigby:
“Love ya too.”
No I am being 100% serious this time.
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the-fault-in-estella:
Estella sighed, allowing herself to relax a little with the second side hug. She wasn’t a short woman but she still found herself looking up at so many people. She gave the man a watery smile and nodded her head, “I know you do. I’m going to be alright. It’s just a tough day… I promise.”
As something my mother always told me when I said it was a tough day. Its just one day out of many to come, its just another that will make you just an inch stronger for the future.
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crypticcuriosity:
The wolf’s eyes darted to the slave who had stepped in. How adorable. When people assumed she couldn’t take care of herself, or handle a situation, she let them continue thinking so. Most people often saw her as weak or vulnerable because she was quiet and a woman. It was a coin toss between being amusing and aggravating. Genevieve watched the other slave scamper away. “Aren’t you just influential.”
[Nahuel looked at the mistress and shrugged his shoulders.] Now I wouldn’t say that, but I would say he is smart and actually remembers me. As I did kick his ass a few times when I was a civilian and once when I was unclaimed.
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ledarigby:
Fantasy, Horros, Crime and Comicbooks.
I knew there had to be a reason I liked you.
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ledarigby:
“I accept apologies in the form of books and chocolate. Or both.”
What’s your favorite type of books?
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crypticcuriosity:
“No thank you. I’d rather not.” The mistress tried to politely get herself away from the situation.
[Nahuel looked from the scene from the distance before stepping in.] You heard the lady, suggest you leave before things get ugly.
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