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@devilsvenom

While it was normal to hate your best friend's ex, Bowie couldn't help but feel for the other and understand why she had ended their relationship the way she did. Both of them were concerned over Nikko's drug habit and it was understandable that it may have been too much for her. Plus, the fact that she continued to check up on him put her in a good light in the young wolf's eyes. "Lis," she called out as she jogged forward, "have you seen Nikko lately? I just wanted to make sure he was good. I haven't seen him in a couple days so I thought you may have known"

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@huntedarte

She had friends in different packs but she had been checking out the red head from afar, wanting to get to know them but being completely awkward about it. They seemed cool and the fact that they worked on cars was completely badass to the young wolf. So, her car finally breaking down, she managed to push it to the shop and peaked her out from behind. "Hey!" she exclaimed, "I was, uh, I was wondering if you wanted to help fix this pile of dump car," she chuckled, gently kicking it as the back bumper came off halfway

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"Nikko," she said as she pulled him closer to her, ruffling his hair in the process, "I'm a big girl, but I'll keep it in mind if I ever need backup," she smiled before letting him go. "You're one of the only people besides my sibling that can actually stand me so I don't exactly want to lose that, y'know?" she chuckled

He trust she can take care of herself, wouldn't question it even for a second. But it still sits uncomfortably in him that someone would dare bother her. Struggles of the job, he supposes. One of the many reasons he can't work as a bartender ⸻ or maybe he could, if he asked Nic nice enough. He should try, next time he is over. "I know, I know," he sighs, taking a drag. "But I worry about you. I would feel much better if you call me when someone is taking it too far. Please?"

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"You didn't have to say a word, Nikko, I know exactly what you meant," she said, dramatically feigning hurt before melting into another laugh - knowing that she'd never take anything he said to heart like that. She knew his situation was tough, and she couldn't imagine the mental toll having to constantly see the dead could take on a person's mental health. "Me? Please," she scoffed, "it takes more than one handsy guy to get the better of me"

"I didn't say that!" He chuckles. "I just can't get rid of them." Her words have him frowning, turning slightly to stare at her. "Wait, did he try something? You could've called me, you know. I could've ⸻" Kicked his ass? The nun seems to laugh. He just sighs. "Are you okay, though?"

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"Oh my god," she gasped as she was practically picked up by Remi - not expecting that big of an emotional reaction to her presence. But hey, she was one for the dramatics, she'd gladly take the other worrying over her like this. "That is the worst excuse I think I have ever heard - but knowing you it probably did happen," she snorted before rolling her eyes at the other's concern. "It's me, Rems, it takes a lot more than a little blood to scare me off. We've lived here our whole lives, this is nothing," she reassured them with a weak smile. "I'm not a kid, you know, you don't need to worry like this about me"

Remi couldn't describe the relief that flowed through them upon seeing their younger sister. Remi spun quickly towards the sound of her voice, wrapping their arms around Bowie and picking her up in a crushing hug. "Bow!" Remi set Bowie down gently on the ground. Suddenly growing sheepish under the chastising, rubbing the back of their neck. "I really meant to, but I kinda left my phone in my dates purse and we got separated. " Remi explained, the chaos and bloodshed of the masquerade still running through the back of their mind.

Remi steadied their sister by her shoulders, brown eyes scanning over her form. "Are you okay? Anyone give you any trouble?" Remi asked, all thoughts slowly turning to worse case scenarios. Bile rising in the back of their throat at what could have happened at the ill-fated party. They had been too distracted, caught in their own world and god the worst could have happened.

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Hurting her? No, he wasn't exactly, but he sure as hell was annoying her with his drunken-laden ideas. "I'm fine, and he'll be fine," she shrugged as she looked over at the brunette, happy to just be away from men even if it was just for a bit. "I promise I'm harmless, by the way, you can join me if you want"

Codie saw the scene play out and raised her eyebrows - violence for violence's sake wasn't usually her bag but.. in this case it seemed like the guy deserved it. But when attention turns to her, she just shrugs and shakes her head. "Nope, uh, not my business."

The guy was shaking his arm out and she steps by to let him go, sticking out a foot as he went so he'd faceplant into the concrete.

"..anyways. He wasn't hurting you or anything, right?"

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"What? You think I was going to kill him or something?" she amusingly asked, knowing she may have done a lot of irrational things but she'd never even thought about venturing into murder - knowing Remi would kill her if they found out about it. At the offer of a drink or food, she had to admit she was somewhat surprised by it but she decided he was probably the owner or their family if they got say over that stuff. "Surprise me," she smiled as she hopped up on a barstool, looking back at him

"Oh not kicking, just making sure it didn't get any further than it looked like." Raf moves back towards the bar, ducking under the gate and popping back up. "You want something? Drink or food or whatever; on the house, by way of apology." He's not sure he's allowed to do that but it feels like it's the least he can do for this woman having to take the trash out by herself. He's also more than a little unsure if she's one of this town's special sorts or just another human trying to made do and struggle through it like he is.

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"Wow so what you're saying is I've been ignoring you? Got it, I'll make sure to barge into your house more," she playfully hummed as she nodded, "of course I do, today's been shit and this guy at the bar couldn't take no for an answer. It was horrible, dude. You should've been there, though, I totally kicked his ass"

He lights a cigarette with a raspy chuckle making way past his lips. She is wrong ⸻ it's the nun behind her. The one who lingers about whenever his fingertips are stained with weed. But he indulges her. "Yeah, very ugly." Truth. He laughs, full bodily and open, nudging her on the side as he takes a drag. "Well, I see them more often, don't I? I swear, they watch me shower. It's weird. Wanna a drag?"

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"It doesn't matter when it started, it all matters that the hunters went too far and now have to deal with the consequences of their actions. But knowing those idiots they're probably going to take it as a declaration of war or something to try and defeat all the supes here," she hypothesized with a shrug. "I dunno, this is just my two cents"

Miles glanced down toward her. "I don't suppose I do. Guess I was sleepin'," he said. "It's always somethin' though." No, that wasn't accurate. He'd been there briefly, not long enough to take note of anything, but he'd heard what happened. Heard a lot of things happened. "But it didn't just start at the ball, y'know. Nobody probably even remembers when, where, and how."

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She huffed, mainly frustrated at the guy who seemed to not take no for an answer, and turned to the guy who came in her defense. "Yeah, I'm good, just worked up," she shrugged, mentally trying to calm herself down enough to where she didn't look like an asshole. Sticking her tongue out as the guy meekly walked out of the bar, she turned to the attempted 'knight in shining armor'. "You don't need to kick yourself, he's probably done this before"

He throws his hands up in surrender. "Whoah, hey! Chill, I'm just coming over to make sure shit's okay." It's his first shift tending bar here, in this town full of werewolves and, apparently, if what Theo's told him, vampires and witches too, apparently. In fact, Raf still hasn't figured out if he's mad that all his memories of that party's crazy shit were stolen right out of his brain when they'd left. "You gotta bail, guy." He says to the other man, flipping his polishing rag over his shoulder, shaking his head, and thumbing towards the door. "You know that kinda shit doesn't fly here." The bouncer has found his way here by now and starts the arduous process of hauling the guy out, and Raf looks to Bowie. "You okay? Need me to call anybody? Sorry, I try to keep an eye out for people like that."

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"You're more fun," she said as she looked up at Nic with a playful grin, almost as if she was a dog with a treat hanging in front of her. She sat up properly and looked at the other with a raised eyebrow. "You can play hard to get but I know you like me, Nic," she hummed, "and I think you like it when I'm here, you're just too prideful to admit it," she chuckled. "What are you cooking?"

Rolling her eyes, she doesn't even bother turning to the door -that hadn't been knocked- as she continues with her cooking. Having people barging in to her places was becoming a too common occurrence for her liking. "Don't you have like... your own alpha to annoy?." It was strange still, having a werewolf from a different pack feel so close to her. They were known to be territorial, after all, but this kid didn't seem to care at all. "I don't see how that's a win for me... I wasn't bored, if anything, I was enjoying the silence."

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@nicolestueck

"Nic," she groaned as she walked into her home and dramatically fell onto her couch, "I'm so bored," she said as she peaked up to see the other's reaction before turning onto her back and smiling brightly. "Seeing as I'm here you should help unbore me," she offered, "it's a win-win for us both, right?"

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@sntsatticus

It was quiet for a moment between them as she looked behind her and then back at him. "Let me guess, there's a dead guy behind me," she mused with a wide grin before stepping forward and wrapping an arm around him. "You know, I hate to admit it, but I'm starting to get a bit jealous... It's almost like you like them more than me and it hurts my heart," she playfully teased

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The guy wouldn't stop talking to her and, normally, she'd just let it go, but the moment she felt a hand touch her, she was quickly to grab their arm and twist it behind their back as she pushed them against a nearby wall. "Touch me again and I'll rip it off," she hissed before pushing them off and wiping her hands as if to get rid of any 'filth' on her. "Piece of crap," she huffed as she turned to the person next to her. "If you're going to get onto me save it for when I care"

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She noticed someone stand next to her and while normally she'd say something or walk off she noted how cute the guy was and decided to humor him and stay by his side. She was weak for pretty faces and he definitely was one of the prettiest - that being something in a town filled with beautiful people. At his question, though, she couldn't help but laugh. "You do know what happened during that ball, right?" she asked, looking at him with a raised brow, "the hunters are probably gathering up weapons for their next attack"

001. open. late evening on the streets of port leiry.

Miles still went outside every once in a while. It was a habit like any other habit. Outside, no matter the weather, standing around. He still sometimes groped his pocket for cigarettes he didn't smoke anymore, until he'd have to settle for the gum in his back pocket. He took out a piece, gave it a chew, and settled against the wall of a building, hoping the nicotine would hit as fast.

Briefly, he glanced at the person standing nearby. "Ever wonder why there's so much tension in the air?"

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( madison bailey / cis woman / she/her ) — BOWIE FELIX has been living in Port Leiry for 22 YEARS. They currently work as a COLLEGE STUDENT, and are 22 years old. No one is sure if they’re actually a WEREWOLF or if they’re connected to PACK HARFORD. They tend to be quite ROUGH AROUND THE EDGES and SARCASTIC, but can also be FAMILY-ORIENTED and OPENMINDED.

basics

full name : bowie felix

nicknames : bow

age : 22 (22 physically )

birthday/zodiac : october 27th / scorpio

gender/pronouns : cis female / she/her

sexual orientation : bisexual

species : werewolf

occupation : college student

family : remi felix (sister)

languages : english, asl

personality

bad habits … . binge drinking

hobbies … . reckless enjoyment, partying

fears … . settling down

alignment : chaotic good

behind the mask

face claim … . madison bailey

height … . 5'9"

hair color … . brown

eye color … . brown

scars … . none

about

tbd

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@tenderrage-remi

"Remi!" she exclaimed as she jogged up to her older sibling, genuine concern (which was a rarity) written on her features. She hadn't seen them during the whole massacre of hunters thing and she was worried sick that something happened. "I swear to god you're going to be the death of me," she groaned with a huff, "there are things called cell phones, you could've texted me to let me know you were okay, you know?!"