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New YorkPrelude to Debauchery
Created by Beau Theroux
08/20/19
New YorkThe Lycan's Den
Created by Adara Doe
08/17/19
ContestsDungeons and Raffles and Prizes, oh my!
Created by Cersei Lannister
10/09/18
Caleb Loche 09/17/19 Beaudoin
Your face is everywhere.
What on Earth did you do?
Cadence LeBlanc 09/17/19 Beau
What trouble have you gotten into now?
WildKat 09/17/19 Congrats on PotD!
Caleb Loche 09/13/19 Beaudoin
It's a bit strange, yes.
But I accept that you're just... odd.
Caleb Loche 09/12/19 Beaudoin
I love my children - that's never been a question.

Beaudoin
You can sing again, but you can only wear the guitar this time.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
There's nothing dramatic about hoping they have lives unburdened by their own blood.
Please don't sing again.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
I hope they're nothing like me.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
Just be yourself.
They're very easy-going.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
My son is four.
I already cleaned your place.
And hid the weed.
You really have a lot of weed.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
Yes, I have children.
I was married for a while.
I have a daughter and son.
Ava Claire is seven.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
Don't get too excited.
My children are going to visit.
Caleb Loche 09/11/19 Beaudoin
We should get a dog.
Caleb Loche 08/26/19 Caleb couldn't remember the last time he'd relented to flirt, it felt like a lifetime ago - he was certainly a different person when Meredith was still alive. His ex-wife had been a separate tale, one of quiet resistance and passivity. That same sense of joy in life had been dimmed long ago, and hadn't returned in the decade since.

But Caleb recognized that spark within Beau, the way he could so easily smile, and that he was clearly so pleased with what Caleb considered minimal effort. But Caleb had long ago resigned himself to the fact that he was broken in more subtle, quiet ways, and while he seemed a whole man - he wasn't. Beau would learn this of him in time.

"Perfectly suitable." He'd state as he shuffled in, the food having all been shifted to a serving tray, of which he settled at the center of the small breakfast table. "Well, go ahead. And don't like if it isn't good."
Joseph French 08/24/19 'We got you, brother,' Lincoln had said when, at the age of fifteen and freshly turned, Joseph had turned up at their camp. 'You can run with us.'

Joseph's jaw clenched, his eyes slowly blinking. While he was sure Beau had all the best intentions, he was mindlessly pressing all the wrong buttons and flicking all the wrong switches. Pointing past him, toward the bar, Joe shifted in place. "I really should get going."

He took a couple of steps. "Maybe I'll see you around sometime."

But, hopefully not.
Joseph French 08/24/19 Joseph tilted his head as the man spoke, his arms mirroring the action, crossing over his chest. He knew the damage a group of wolves could do. He knew the damage a lone wolf could do, and he bore so many of the scars across his body. Silently, he took in the words as if they were a warning - behave, they told him. Behave or we'll end you.

"Where I come from," he finally replied, "We weren't so quick to let strangers in. We're still wolves after all."
Caleb Loche 08/24/19 A wry grin spreads Caleb's lips as he looks back at Beau for just a moment. "Only if you want to look like a complete idiot." His attention would return to the stove, where a wrist was still rhythmically stirring the risotto. It felt nice to cook for more than just himself - not just in the fact that it was more than a brick of ramen or a frozen dinner, but that there was conversation to be had - not the sullen, solitary meals he was used to.

"Wine is meant to compliment the flavors of the dish - not to be chugged. Ever. That's the quickest way to a headache with little reward in the interim." As the timer on the oven dinged, he'd grab a hand towel and move to open the door and remove the chicken, letting the hot dish plop down onto the empty space on the stove-top. "We can't eat without a set table." He'd note, acknowledging that Beau really had just been standing there staring at him, as he assumed he might.
Joseph French 08/24/19 It was true. Joseph hadn't given his name, nor was he sure he'd asked the man for his. He'd met his fair share of people over the years and less and less had he cared to ask for such details. But, if he was going to stay here for a while, it made sense to try and make an effort. "It's Joseph," he replied, taking back his hand. "Joe. Or Joseph. Either. Y'know, you really should get to know people a bit more before you invite them into your home. It's a nice place here...and there are a lot of not-nice people out in the world."
Joseph French 08/24/19 A fully-fledged member of The Den, Joseph was attempting to settle in. It was awkward, HE was awkward, and everyone was still a little too friendly for his liking. Still, when he found himself walking toward the Den proper and passed the recognisable figure along the way, Joseph stopped long enough to awkwardly say hello and offer out his hand to the man.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Caleb's back was to Beau as he moved back into the kitchen space, taskmaster of his own making as he tasted one thing and shifted levels of heat on another. He loved to cook - it was perhaps his favorite thing about being a father. He tried not to dwell too much on that, the idea that his kids were out there, somewhere, thinking he didn't love them enough to follow. He just hadn't been given the opportunity.

Or, maybe he had. Caleb wasn't one to read into people to much. Even his ex-wife.

Shifting his attention from dangerous thoughts to the present, he'd cant his head back and read the label he held. "Oh. Cajun Sutter House. Fantastic." A sarcastic grin would spread for just a moment, until his body language was facing Beau, hands folding and tossing a hand towel over his shoulder. "That'll do. Why don't you pour us both a glass?"
Cadence LeBlanc 08/22/19 Beau
Likewise.
First time in my life since mom died I've been this happy.
We helped each other.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/22/19 Beau
Thank you for letting me in that day.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 While much of Caleb's personal life has collapsed in recent months, he was still a rather put-together person. He was always deeply intelligent, and in his earlier years, a man who was known for being boisterous and cheery. But things changed, and incidents had changed Caleb in ways he'd never recovered. Did he feel poorly misleading a man he knew was close to his brother? The question lingered in his reverie as he prepared a meal he knew now meant more to Beau than he'd originally intended- but Caleb didn't mind that fact. He was acclimating to the company of a stranger, however strange the circumstance he found himself in.

Barefoot in his own cabin (on freshly painted floors), he'd pad around the kitchen, focused still on the risotto that sat on the stove-top than he was at knocks that sounded at his front door. "Coming." It wasn't a shout so much as a commanding response, gravelly voice booming before he started towards the door. He wasn't certain what he'd find on the other side of the door - there was always that breath-hitching chance it would be Tiber, but instead (and certainly not disappointingly), there was a stark contrast between Beau's evident effort and Caleb's t-shirt and faded jeans. "You look lovely." He'd note before stepping aside to let the man enter. "Come on in, just trying to make sure I don't give you salmonella."
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Caleb could throw more words at Beau, and eventually he was certain ruin a sentiment he was sure the man meant - of what he knew of Beau in this brief amount of time, he was never insincere in his words. So, setting the phone aside he'd find himself back to preparing their meal - and eventually to welcoming the strange man he wasn't yet prepared to call 'husband'.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
I haven't known you for very long, but I assume you're always worth it.
In more ways that just that.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Brow furrows, lip purse, and Caleb analyzes the screen glowing harshly in his face. Eventually, he knew, he'd have to let Beau have a victory. Resigned, just this once, he'd type a response.

Beau
Wine, not whiskey.

Beau
Fine. Appetizer. But if the chicken burns, you're paying for the pizza.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
Of course I'm making you dinner.
Don't overreact.

Beau
There's dessert, too.
And it isn't me -- don't make that joke.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
Then you'd best be home for dinner.
The table needs to be set.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
Mhm.
Do you like asparagus?
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
There you go again.
Making me regret being nice.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
I like you, I like your name.
Although you keep leaving the toilet seat up - so thin ****ing ice.
We aren't barbarians.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
I'm just trying out your full name.
Beaudoin.
I like it.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/22/19 Beau
They aren't quite considered anathema but close enough...
I do have a few friends outside the bunches.
Caleb Loche 08/22/19 Beau
Beaudoin.
Joseph French 08/21/19 Joe nodded as he took the card, and continued to do so as he looked it over. The Lycan's Den? Said it all really, didn't it? Yet another pack! He'd go, he'd clean up, and then he'd leave. "Thanks," he said, holding up the card before slipping it into a pocket. And then he left without another word, walking off in the direction of his truck.
Joseph French 08/21/19 The phrase 'like a rabbit in headlights' is worth remembering at this moment, as the stranger places his arm upon Joe's shoulder. He stares, wide-eyed, into the distance and swallows hard, forcing back the uncomfortable shiver that dares to run across his skin. And, as the man attempts to walk, to steer Joe in the direction of somewhere, he manages to free himself from beneath the arm. He'll follow, sure, but he'll be damned if he lets himself feel uncomfortable just for the sake of a shower. He really wasn't a fan of people who allowed themselves to be so friendly, so invading of personal space as if it's their right to do so. What happened to mutual respect? What happened to common decency? What happened to, oh, I dunno, not trying to be everyone's best friend for the get-go? Nope, Joseph didn't like this guy. Not one bit. "I have a car," he says, halting. "If you give me the address, I can meet you there."
Joseph French 08/21/19 "A good word?" Joe chuckled, shaking his head. "Based on what evidence? I could be the devil for all you know." And this inability to simply say 'thank you', ladies and gentlemen, is one of the many reasons Joseph doesn't play well with others.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/21/19 Beau
IT'S ON LIKE DONKEY KONG.
Yes, I know what Donkey Kong is. Are you shocked?
Caleb Loche 08/21/19 *pats his cheek*
”At least you’re not concerned with embarrassing yourself.”
*brushes back some of his hair*
”I’ll teach you all lacking social graces in due time.”
Cadence LeBlanc 08/21/19 Beau
CAN WE HAVE SWORD FIGHTS WITH POOL NOODLES TOO?!
Caleb Loche 08/21/19 *squints*
”Excuse me?”
*look of disgust*
”No.”
Joseph French 08/21/19 “A...hoot?” Joe questions beneath a raised eyebrow. Intermingling wasn’t his strong suit, yet here he was, being invited to a gathering of...hooters? “You got lodgings at this den of yours?” He didn’t mind sleeping in his car but damn, he needed a shower.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/20/19 Beau
Yes, true.
Do they make bumpers for people? Then we'd just bounce.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/20/19 Beau
Maybe we should stop greeting new people.
It may be a safety hazard.
Cadence LeBlanc 08/20/19 Beau
Omg it did!
It's so nice to have someone who understands.
I was going to greet one of the new guys and WHAM!
Cadence LeBlanc 08/20/19 Beau
I walked into a pole.
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
That was sarcasm.
I'm not here to read you affirmations.
I will, however, enjoy some Egyptian cotton.
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
I married you for your looks - what did you think?
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
I thought the point of marriage was extended permission to be indecent at all times?
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
Interesting.

Beau
I'll be over shortly.
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
Do you have whiskey?
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
What's your thread count?
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
I just painted the floor.
So, no.
Joseph French 08/20/19 Honestly, I'll drink anything, but I prefer me some bathtub gin.
Caleb Loche 08/20/19 Beau
Big spoon or little spoon?
Beatrice Abbot 08/19/19 A pleasure to meet you, Beau. A warm smile still planted upon her lips and fingers flying excitedly; she was doing way better than she thought she would with a new world opening up to her. Everyone, so far, had seemed genuinely kind and she certainly appreciated that, evident by the happiness that just seemed to radiate from the small woman. I have a shop. Antiques, mostly. But above it, two apartments so if you find someone that may need a place to lease, please give them them my name.

With a few quick scribbles on her ever present notebook, Beatrice would hand over a sheet with her number, an address in SoHo and the name of the shop; Forget Me Not Antiques.
Greer Luin 08/18/19 "Thank you very much."
Langley 08/18/19 *might have nipped his lower lip in the process*
*pops another praline into her mouth, munching happily on it*
"A man that can cook. Jackpot! I still call dibs on you, Bearded Beauty!"
*grins*
Langley 08/18/19 *watches him being shady*
*quirks a freshly shaped eyebrow*
*blinks at the confectionary goodness being handed to her*
*tries one*
*eyes slip half-closed and she rumbles a rather delighted purr*
"You had me at whiskey, Bearded Beauty. As for Adz, bih's gunna need to not attempt it because I will turn something of hers into a scratching post."

*grins and winks before, without warning, the brunette is leaning in and up on her toes before pressing a kiss to his lips.*
"Keep me well supplied and I will reward you in delightful ways."
Oh lord...
Caleb Loche 08/18/19 -stares at-
"Damn it."
-mumbles-
"No."
Langley 08/18/19 *eyes*
*curiosity piqued.*
*prowls closer*
"You beckoned, Bearded Beauty?"
Cadence LeBlanc 08/18/19 -laughs-
Byyyyeeee!
Cadence LeBlanc 08/18/19 They have a better chance of being fixed by you that Tiber...
-grins-
Maybe he doesn't want to share the moonshine. Good luck!
Merida Campbell 08/18/19 Merida's shined when she heard that Beau would take on the challenge of a specific design. She leaped up, hugging his neck while placing a kiss upon his cheek. She stepped back after unwrapping her arms about his shoulders "Um, I shouldn't have done that." Glancing around then back to Beau, her cheeks flushed a bit "Maybe in a design like a bracelet or gantlet on my bow arm." Her right hand moved to clasp over her left wrist.
Tiber Loche 08/17/19 *cracks a large grin*
I knew I could count on you!
*claps the man on the shoulder*
This'll be a breeze compared to the work we need you to help with on the cabins.
*clears throat*
But we'll worry about that later. Liquor first, aye?
Merida Campbell 08/17/19 She tilt her head down, looking at the ground then back up to the sky, while thinking "Besides practicing medicine, archery and getting to that point of comfortably numb from drinking myself into a blinding stupert and cannot forget I love explosives." Merida was wondering if she made any sense at all on what she was speaking.
Liam Moore 08/17/19 "Oh my hero."
Gives him a charming smile.
"Thanks."
Winks before going on his way.
Merida Campbell 08/17/19 Like a kid in a candy store, Merida stepped closer. She would lean in and down a bit as her fingertips brushed along his flesh while studying the beauty within the art "Aaaamazzzzing." She glanced up "Any ideas? I know they gave me the name -Braveheart-". Standing back up "Per chance, will you help me in picking something out? I trust your judgement."
Adara Litvinova 08/17/19 -is in heaven-
-calls out-
You're my favorite!
-thinks-
-calls out again-
Don't tell Tiber, I said that!
Merida Campbell 08/17/19 Her lips moved forming the word -WOW - yet the sound didn't come out. "Oh my, Um would you help me pick out something? I feel more at ease since you know about skin art. Maybe since you did do" She paused while looking over his form wondering what part or parts that he did do."Very interesting, which pieces of art did you do. I would really would like to see. Pleassssssseeee?"
Merida Campbell 08/17/19 Her eyes went wide while listening to Beau speak. She watched his movements and was about to lift her hand up to touch the beautiful artwork. She pulled her hand back "The work is so amazing. Does or did it hurt?" Softly sighing "I do want one. If you have time, would you be able to point the direction. Not now but sometime later?"
Caleb Loche 08/17/19 "Well, I don't trust it. No one's happy for no good reason." Cerulean orbs narrow slightly. Caleb was always tough on other people, but that was just his way. It's what kept Tiber out of trouble when they were boys, even if Caleb didn't align to his own principles. Malcolm Loche had broken his eldest son's ability to simply let others in - perhaps why he was now such a curmudgeon.

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you around. You seem like the time that keeps coming back whether I want you to or not."
Caleb Loche 08/17/19 Caleb's throat clears, gaze flicking down to the other man's hand, a moment's pause before he gave it an unconvinced shake. "Beaudoin. Beaudoin Theroux. Beau. Fine. I'm Caleb." He'd then retract his hand, using it to fold across his chest, joined by his other arm.

"So why th'f*ck are you so cheery?"
Vince Caruso 08/17/19 No strings? Well, what a fool I would be to pass up such an opportunity.
[eyes the man crossing over his heart and chuckles]
Adorable. Really. I wish I could say I’d met more people like you back home.
Where’s this bar of yours, anyway?
Caleb Loche 08/17/19 Caleb's calloused fingers would fold around the frame of his sunglasses, pulling them down over his nose and gripping them at his side. Deep, cerulean eyes would express the man's reticence as they scrutinized the stranger, tongue dampening lips as he'd glance about their shared surroundings. "Mhm."

"And you are?"
Merida Campbell 08/16/19 Bringing her right hand up to her forehead, she ran her fingertips through her long auburn tresses, somewhat pushing her hair out of her face. Smiling as she spoke "I'm pretty much wanting to get one, the question is what type and where. I really do admire your sleeves. I'm guessing you have more?" Merida did like talking to Beau since he was true to himself, more like genuine.
Tiber Loche 08/16/19 Holy sh-t. That's right. The praline man.
You know, that's funny. Cadence once delivered me a score of pralines...
*grins*
Must be an old family recipe?
*shrugs*
These women. Boy. Let me tell you. They're relentless. Consider this a warning. Addie and Tab have been on my ass about fixing the stills. It's a phenomenal pain with a single set of hands. Might go a bit faster if I could get your assistance. What do you say?
There's a healthy compensation by way of 'shine in it for you.
Beatrice Abbot 08/16/19 If her smile good get any bigger, her face would probably crack; but as things could often go when it came to meeting new people, a smile was the absolute best outcome. As was someone who understood sign language; while she could hear, it was such a wonderful option to communicate and be heard without having to drag a notebooks or speak and spell demon devices out.

She would go slow, since he did say he wasn't the best, as it was with a lot of languages; maybe she did get excited at first and her hands might have flew rapidly, conveying excitement that her mouth could not. Beatrice would then slow herself down, just in case.

You can just speak normally! As long as you can understand me without the need for pen and paper, it's simply wonderful. I'm Beatrice, it's a pleasure to meet you.
Vince Caruso 08/16/19 [shakes his head]
They did not. Nor did they come with a free drink.
[he laughs lightly, a bit nervously]
I've gotten the free drink offer a time or two. Always comes with strings attached. Might just make an exception for the pralines, however.
Langley 08/16/19 *eyes.*
*ponders*
*then.. proceeds to lick his cheek.*
"I've licked you, this means I'm callin' dibs!"
Merida Campbell 08/15/19 Looks within Beau's direction. She rubs her eyes seeing its the dude with the awesome sleeves. "Welcome to the Den. If you need medical help, I am Merida. She smiles as her hands adjust her scrubs. "Maybe one day you can point out the various stories behind the beautiful work."
Tiber Loche 08/15/19 Hey, I know you.
I think.
*clicks tongue*
We've met at least once.
Alas, I am Tiber... Moonshine man.
Don't supposed you're any good with your hands?
Vince Caruso 08/15/19 [takes his hand and gives it a firm shake]
Beaudoin? How very French.
You a bayou boy, Beau?
[continues to smile softly]
I am quite familiar with that hospitality you speak of.
Not always as innocent as you make it sound.
[he laughs]
Langley 08/15/19 *manhandles that tall drink of bearded beauty, taking him to see Addy.*
*may or may not have 'accidentally' groped his arms.*
Beatrice Abbot 08/15/19 A smile so brilliant was given to the very tall male; so tall in fact her face had to tilt upward to truly grace him with the dimpled grin stretched across her face. Hands went to the notebook she had tucked into her back pocket, though like before Bee would run into a little trouble.

She had dropped her pen.

A small hand would draw up toward her mouth, trying to indicate she couldn't speak, more like wouldn't, but that's a tale for another time. On the off chance that he could understand, the tips of her fingers would touch her lips and draw forward and down, the smile never leaving her lips. There is always a way to say thank you.
Vince Caruso 08/15/19 [grinned softly]
You absolutely can fake it.
[cants head]
I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
For the same of fresh starts.
Vince Caruso 08/15/19 Ah, why yes.
Yes you do.
[clears throat]
Very kind of you to offer.
Lots of friendly folk 'round these parts.
[simpers a little, suspiciously]
You can't all be this nice.
Langley 08/15/19 *stares for a few moments more before allowing a bit of a grin to form across her lips*
"Alright then, Beau. It just so happens that I'm on my way back to The Den after my usual nightly prowls." Nightly prowls? Oh dear lord help us all!
*takes his hand, winks, and proceeds to drag him, I mean guide him in the direction of where she knows Adara was.*
Vince Caruso 08/15/19 "Hey, thanks!"
Langley 08/12/19 "Oh, a Zesty Beau."
*gives a slight shrug of the shoulders before digging for her phone and firing off a quick text.*

"Why ya lookin for Adara?"
*eyes him.*
Langley 08/12/19 *takes note of a faint flush, but the beard did cover it a bit.*

"Oh, did I make such a tall drink of bearded beauty fluster a bit? "

*grins a bit, teasing him before tossing the finished cig aside, stumping it out with her boot and shaking his hand.*

"Tabatha Langley, Tab, Tabz, Adara's baby momma. That bih works, too. Call me Tabbie and, beautiful beard or not, I will get even. "

*winks, joking with him. Or, was she joking?*
Langley 08/12/19 *raises an eyebrow, fingers grasping the filter of her cig as she exhales.*
"Yes, and what a welcome it is, you tall drink of bearded beauty. I'd ask your name but I think Bearded Beauty is better."
Cadence LeBlanc 08/06/19 Beau
Incoming. See you soon!
We'll have a good run. There is a lot of space for it here.

[Location Information Attached]
Cadence LeBlanc 07/29/19 Beau
Oh, great!
Can't wait to see you.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/28/19 Beau
How are things down south? Humid?
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
So far...
I'll take care of business, but will keep an ear to the ground as well. Two heads is better than one.
As for the moonshine, I bet I can broker a deal for it in exchange for pralines.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
Basic, hell. I'm about to get my Masters.
That... Beau, that doesn't bode well. The thought worries me.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 The last sentence made Cadence frown at her phone's screen.

Beau
You have my attention.
What for? Why bother with letting me get an education then?
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
Brawny isn't the beginning of it.
He has the dumb.
I'm not being fair. He's probably great but he isn't for me.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
Swamp pups? You can't be serious!
Nopenopenope.
No, you're right. Everyone does seem pretty. Anything is better than the brute dad picked out. Yick.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
No meth gators for me, thanks.
You did see that, right? Crazy!
Gonna try to drink me under the table? Maybe I'll have my own vampire adventure.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
More should think that way.
The forests here are vastly different than in the south. Less snakes. More freedom.
Oh, and maybe the still will be fixed by then. I've never had moonshine.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
I love it! You must teach me your ways.
The chains won't stay gone if dad has anything to say about it.
They seem nice. Maybe a little standoffish. I've been sharing your pralines and they have a still that's being worked on. Turns out moonshine is a thing up north, too.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
YOU DID NOT!
Talk about a life experience...
I need a few more of those.
Anyway, it's called The Lycans Den. Fitting, right?
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
'Change' is a blasphemous word to him. All of them, but you know that. Mom was more progressive. If she were still alive things might be different.
Saying the same to him didn't go over well, btw.
Don't forget to shag a vampire.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
I'm sensing a theme here. You have a sweet tooth, don't you?
Sweets aren't really my thing but I'll give it a try.
Real talk, it puts more of a buffer between me and dad. He's pretty pissed. It's time to get out, try new things, meet new people.
You're vastly different than what I expected.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/21/19 Beau
Who doesn't like ice cream?
I gave some of your pralines to a person who joined my, uh, cult? Crew? I hope she likes them.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/19/19 Beau
Two things:
1. I got a new phone and this is the number.
2. Beignets are deep fried heaven.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/18/19 While Cadence wasn't much of one for sweets, to decline at this point would be rude. Beau appeared willing to hear her out thus far so best not press her luck. So, she accepted the confection and gave it a test nibble.

Not bad. Not in her wheelhouse but not bad.

"Thank you. I hear this area is known for its cuisine." Another nibble. If she at the praline slowly the cloying sweetness was easier to stomach.

The question didn't surprise her. Their noses were inherently sensitive. What the question did do was knot her stomach. Sighing, Cadence set the praline down. "Baltimore." A second sigh. "Truth is, a decision was made for me that I don't agree with but also have no say in. You know how the hierarchy works. Instead of being forced, I left. I turned off my phone... throwing it into the river sounds appealing right now. So, there it is."
Cadence LeBlanc 07/16/19 "A what?"

Relief flooded through her body in a rush. Her shoulders visibly sagged from it. With the sole exception of Beau's stepfather, the LeBlancs and Therouxs had no lost love for each other whatsoever. It was in their blood, in a literal sense, and it took effort on her part not to expect the worst.

Curiosity and her nose made Cadence follow her dark haired cousin toward the kitchen. Something smelled divine. Pralines?

"Okay... first question, what are pralines?"
Cadence LeBlanc 07/16/19 Cadence suppressed an automatic flash of irritation. How dare he assume she come here to cause trouble? After she made her intention clear, no less. He was the troublemaker in the family.

Shame followed directly on the heels of such uncharitable thoughts. They were not hers, but things drilled into her by her father and uncles, and those people were why she ventured far, far out of their territory and into Theroux's.

She swallowed her pride, adjusted the backpack holding the few belongings which made the trip with her, and ascended the steps up into the unfamiliar home. The secondary door at the top stood open because it was missing(?) but she stopped at the threshold and looked at her cousin. He'd said up, not in.

"Thank you for seeing me. They don't know I'm here, and aren't likely to violate your borders anyway..." Like she just did. "I don't want to go back. My reasons are my own." Defensive for one who sought help but she wasn't about to spill everything to a complete stranger.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/16/19 The name's right... Let's hope the stories I've heard about him aren't true.

Steeling her nerves as sweat trickled down her spine, Cadence spoke. "I'm looking for Beau. My name is Cadence LeBlanc and he's my cousin." She took a deep breath and continued, though more quietly than before. "I seek sanctuary." Meaning she was here for more than a friendly house call.
Cadence LeBlanc 07/16/19 Feigning confidence she did not feel, Cadence walked the final few steps onto the landing, and stood in front of the door directed to her by asking around once or twice. For the tenth time, she checked the address on the business card before tucking it into a back pocket of the cut off jean shorts. If nothing else, she might at least get out of the oppressive heat.

Finally, she pressed the buzzer.
Guillaume Duvalier 07/09/19 “Thanks very much.”
Merida Campbell 07/04/19 With Merida's hands slipped into her back pockets and a nod of her head as she spoke "Thank you."
Livia Vlcek 07/04/19 *nods with a laugh* I figured we could use a responsible adult around here.
*watches as he leaves* Have a good night Beau.
Hector Olivier 07/02/19 Y'know what, I believe he was. Irish or drunk.
Hector Olivier 07/02/19 So many men with big ol' bushy beards.
Hector Olivier 07/02/19 I swear your twin just wished me the same.
Livia Vlcek 07/01/19 *grins* Really, at your bar? Doubly the reason to stop by then.
*salutes* I'll be seeing you, Beau.
Don Collier 07/01/19 Gotta love a promotion. Congrats!
Raises a shot glass of Kentucky bourbon.
Livia Vlcek 07/01/19 *nods, a far off, dreamy look in her eye* You did well. Came back stronger than ever.
*grins* Yes, yes, back to work..
*shifty eyes* Importing these gummy bears, that is.
*cracks a whip*
Livia Vlcek 07/01/19 *hands clasp at her chest, eyes glistening, still dramatic* Beaudoin.. I.. I've missed you.
*makes grabby hands for the gummies* So you met Enrique then. Good man.
*tears open bag, pops a few gummy bears* You're a god damn angel. Welcome home.
Livia Vlcek 07/01/19 *eyes glisten*
*dramatic* Beau? Is.. that you?
Don Collier 06/30/19 A smile and chuffed chuckle followed, as he eschewed mentioning that Livia had hired him for his combat experience, to set an example for the younger members of the crew. The term 'sanctuary' seemed an odd word to him for what he had assumed was a private, paramilitary organization operating globally out of Sydney.
"I may have to take you up on that drink."
Don Collier 06/30/19 He remembered the young man from the day he had left the warehouse. A gregarious face and demeanor, and colorful with his tattoos and full beard, he hadn't seemed to question or be concerned about Don's confusion.
"I'm learning my way around okay. Helps to have a girl who knows Paris, as well as Liv, Genesis, Dexter assisting settling into the Team. And now yourself, a friendly face, thanks."
Don Collier 05/30/19 I nodded, and rubbed my chin reflectively. I needed to shave, but I didn't know where my kit was. The tattooed man held out his hand, and I took it.

Thanks Beau. I'm Don Collier. Once I figure out what's going on, if I can find my way to New Orleans, I'll be sure to stop in.
Don Collier 05/29/19 Thanks. New Orleans, you say? Got it.

What is this Realm people keep talking about?
Livia Vlcek 03/31/19 *blinks* We have coyotes here?
*sobs internally but smiles and finger guns* Will do pardner..
Livia Vlcek 03/25/19 *nods head* Ohhh that's right.. I remember you saying that about the bar.
*grins* We're surrounded by them but more importantly, there's one in the library.
*points* That way..
Belinda Arch 03/24/19 Flaxen tressed angel's gaze returned to Beau, genuine surprise spread across facial features. "A tent?!" Her voice rising in pitch. "In Australia?!" Another octave. "You do know that everything here wants to kill you, right?!" Had this man really never seen Crocodile Hunter? Dainty hand pressed across her heart, a remnant of human habit, as if to slow one's heartbeat. "I wouldn't want to intrude on your plans, but thank you. I'm sure I'll figure it out. Or run into someone else who has been here a bit longer than we have."
Belinda Arch 03/24/19 The petite celestial's cheeks flushed a deep pink. "Thanks, Beau." Pale ice blue pools darted downward, opalescent painted toe digging into the floor. "Familiar faces are nice", she agreed amicably. "Any clue where there might be an empty room?" Her question earnest in intention, she would need to find a place to settle in while she learned the ways of her new sanctuary home.
Livia Vlcek 03/24/19 *shudders* I'm not a fan of any of them. Hence why I do not normally stay in Sydney.
*blinks* Your mother was a smart woman..
Livia Vlcek 03/24/19 *laughs* I am teasing. But seriously, keep the phone on you. Better than us microchipping you. *shifty eyes*

*grimaces* It was supposed to be London a long time ago.. that didn't pan out so Sydney it was. And yes, everything in Sydney, is deadly. *winks* I tried to get someone to take all the pointers, spiders and snakes, even the crocs.. they refused. *sad face*
Genesis 03/24/19 Welcome to Azhi!
Livia Vlcek 03/23/19 It was the money, wasn't it.. *grins and hands over a cell phone* Take that and keep it on you.
Eden Kennedy 01/13/19 Beau:
Maybe you should just order whatever you're baking. I'm not really sure I have the money to replace an entire kitchen...
WildKat 11/26/18 Congrats on PotD!
Edward Brollachan 11/26/18 He had spotted the man wandering in Paris; Eden had spoken of of him in a positive manner, so imagine the surprise of the Scot when he saw the posters.

"I wasna aware ye were missin'..."

Livia Vlcek 10/18/18 *looks back over her shoulder* I might do that...I miss the beignets.
*walks into a light post*
*curses self*
*stumbles off to find an ice pack*
Livia Vlcek 10/18/18 *might have stolen the money*
*nods* Gives you a goal, no?
*small salute, smiles* Be seeing you.
*staggers off*
Livia Vlcek 10/18/18 *grins* I'm just saying, I don't mind.
*pats pocket* Keep trying!
Livia Vlcek 10/17/18 *gives the man the once over*
*lopsided grin* You should keep trying. I might have twenty large just waiting for you to steal it.
Beau Theroux just failed at stealing money from you!
Sofia Johanneson 10/16/18 Pffffffffft she laughed."You sound just like my brothers. They gave up thinking that after a while too. There's a reason I was family scout, ya know." She wrinkled her nose for effect, giving a little sniff. He smelled like snacks.
Raven D Morningstar 10/15/18 Grins "You a better musical or bartender?" Hands over a business card Guilty Pleasures. "Come by if you want a job."
Kenia Shani 10/14/18 You managed to break out Beau Theroux.

Try being a bit more sneaky next time so that you don't get caught.
Sofia Johanneson 10/12/18 Fia chuckled at his response. It had been a while since she had been in any race that she had not won, be it on her bike, or in her paws. She was pretty sure her crew-mate was of a ‘kindred spirit’ and she wondered just how many of her kind were walking the halls of her new home.

Hunter’s Moon is on October 24th, if you know of any others who might be interested, it might be a good night to do a little countryside exploring?” She left it as a suggestion, but could already feel herself tingle at the thought of a crisp autumn night and running beside a new pack.

Eden Kennedy 10/11/18 *blinks

"Lies, Atticus isn't even anywhere around here. It was you!"
Nathaniel Tallios 10/11/18 -chuckles a bit-
You know, you're quite cute when your flustered. But I won't pull on your leg for too long. Busy men and all of that fun jazz.
Eden Kennedy 10/11/18 Eden stares at Beau for a second, what the heck was he doing?

"Um, there are 20 other people besides me who can put up fake spider webs, I have to do some more paper work. Halloween wasn't her holiday, no holiday was her holiday actually. These days Eden was all business all the time.

"I bet you could get that one girl, Sav to help you with this. She seems like she might enjoy putting up Halloween decorations." Eden didn't know how to take his next comment, was he saying she looked dead. She stared at him trying to determine his intentions. Just like always she overthought everything! "Um.. I think maybe I'll skip the make up... thanks though."
Eden Kennedy 10/11/18 *blinks*

Okay then...weird.
Sofia Johanneson 10/10/18 She smiled at the mention of nature. It had been too long since she was in her native Oregon and running through the dense forests. She doubted she was going to find anything like that in Paris, but she knew it wouldn't be long before she needed to see stars and the wide open spaces a city just could not give. She gave a nod of her head, returning the infectious smile.

"I promise when I'm ready to run I will give you a shout. I can't be in a city too long before I need to get out and run. It will nice to have some company. " she added with a teasing wink "if you can keep up."

Nathaniel Tallios 10/10/18 -smiles and gives you a quick look over-
"Definitely good to know. I'd hope you remember me from now on. I might call on a favor in the future. Or maybe just call ya in general."
-gives you a wink-
Sofia Johanneson 10/10/18 He seemed very friendly, and it was nice to finally meet someone in this new place she was calling ‘Home”. Fia thought hard on the question… “what did she need…..” A few things sprang immediately to mind, but she decided to bite her tongue, at least until she got to know people a little better. She raised an eyebrow in a bemused smile as she watched him work his note card. Was he keeping score?

With a slight cant to her heard she softly added. I will keep that in mind. Short of a gym and/or sparring partner and a good long ride out in the hillside, I think I’m good. Thanks.

Nathaniel Tallios 10/10/18 -chuckles and pats your shoulder-
"Don't stress about it too much. You'll get the names down soon enough. Just gjve it time. I'm sure you'll have me remembered within in days."
Grace McKenna 10/10/18 Her initial instinct when approached was to bite first, drain, and ask questions later. But she wasn't that person anymore, not since the world went dark and she woke up changed. Everything she knew was gone. Some habits die hard though, so instead, she bit her own lower lip hard. Her eyes followed his gaze to the papers in his hand, and that left her with more questions than answers. What was on those papers? What did he know of her? What of her secrets had been discovered?

"Yes?" Her brow arched in question when he verified her name. Best not to think about those questions now. Hesitantly she extended her hand to meet his"I would say it's a pleasure, but that remains to be seen."That may have been more harsh than she intended, but in her defence, it had been a long while since she had pleasant company, aside from a very large black wolf she met in the mountains.
Sofia Johanneson 10/08/18 Lost in thought, she was unprepared and almost walked smack into her new crew-mate. He appeared before her, his voice breaking through the conversation she was having with herself. "Why, yes, be impressed with-yourself. My friends call me fia however."

Smiles and extends her hand to shake in proper greeting.

Nathaniel Tallios 10/08/18 -looks at you with a tilted head and confused before the introduction-
Oh! So you're Beau. Ok, good to know. Well thanks for the introduction then... if it was a little odd.
-shakes your hand-
But odd is good. Odd is preferred.
Caitlyn Darrow 05/26/18 Caitlyn slurps from the empty orange juice container, as she stared at the other. Her blue-green gaze gawks unable to help it. The mom in her comes charging through the wall. "You..you kind of look cranky. Maybe you should nap. Hi! I'm Cait!" A beaming grin is offered to the stranger.

Summer 04/26/18 The man’s unwavering smile let Summer continue on as though he hadn’t had an internal struggle after her mistaking ‘maw maw’ for mum. She didn’t know him well enough at all to pick up on any slight tells, plus, there was much distraction by way of the bar. At his beckoning for boudin, her stomach growled once more. Honestly, it was as if she hadn’t eaten in days. Wait, what day was it? Hell, time was slipping past her again. Giving her head a little shake, she resolved to worry about it later.

Following suit, she hopped on a bar stool, but kept her sandals on- for the time being at least. Her eyes widened at his explanation. “A circus troupe? An honest to god circus troupe?” Her tone was thick with amazement and a little bit of envy. Oh, how her life may have been different had she been able to run away with a circus like this one. Not that she had much complaints about her life presently. She was about to ask if he’d ever traveled with them when a robust feminine voice broke through the din of the bar.

Looking on and listening in with amusement, Summer smiled, whiskey colored eyes twinkling with mirth as she took in the exchange. He didn’t even need to introduce her- any woman who calls a grown man by his full and proper name is likely someone of familial authority. Maw-maw indeed. Their exchange had Summer chuckling, even though she did try to bite it back upon seeing his tinted cheeks. Perking up upon hearing him mention her as a customer, she nodded enthusiastically, breaking into a grin. “I hear you have the best boudin around!” Laughing, she nodded resolutely at the woman’s offer for assistance. Her amusement continued at the second smack to his head, then felt a pang of longing when she kissed his forehead. It was such a sweet and familiar gesture, one that any grandchild should experience no matter the age. The longing nearly took her breath away.

She too was masterful at keeping her face in a pleasant mask. Giving a smile, she nodded and chuckled. “I put two and two together. She seems like quite a handful. But a loving one. You’re a lucky man, Mister Beaudoin. I’m Summer, by the way.” She beamed a sunny grin at him.
Summer 04/12/18 "'The Rompin' Rougarou'" she murmured in a soft voice upon reading the sign, about to give the man a closer look when he opened the door for her. The idle and curious question on her tongue dissipated, his introduction of the place enough to derail her thoughts. A wide grin and delight lit her entire face. Giving his arm a playful swat, she said with surprise, "This is yours and your mum's! Brilliant!" Her hybrid British-Australian accent coming in thick. Looking around, her eyes slowly adjusted to the dimmer light inside, the Bayou sun shining bright outside.
It wasn't uncommon to walk down the street in a city any given day and happen upon one or two atypical people, whatever the definition of that may be. What was uncommon was entering a bar mostly filled with people who were atypical, with the societal standard of 'typical' people being in the minority. Despite that, Summer noticed that the energy of the place was that of ease. Of comfort. Like everyone here belonged. The sensation was like a firm hug, or the warmth one feels after laying in the sun all afternoon. Simultaneously soothing and a little intense, but in all the right ways. As he'd said, they were extended family. Summer knew as well as anyone that blood counted for something, but didn't account for all. Chosen family very frequently ended up being just as important -or even more important- than blood family. Her grin softened into a warmer, welcoming smile as they approached the bar. The smells, the sounds, the fact that her stomach growled loud enough to rival that of the strings, it was a feast for the senses and she didn't even have a plate of the renowned food or a drink yet. "I never mind a rowdy bunch. They're just visiting? Where from?"
Adara Litvinova 04/10/18 "Adara or Addie, if you please." A toothy grin would spread, he made her laugh and his offer proved to be from a generous nature, and for the angel in wolf's clothing (ha) that was all she needed to hear to make an offer of the same.

"I'll keep that in mind. And if you're ever in New York, come find us at The Lycan's Den. Drinks, food, and place to lay your head if you're inclined."
Summer 04/09/18 An eyebrow arched up, her dark eyes twinkled. “How do you think I got all this money?” She fanned the cash once more and laughed, finally tucking the wad into her back pocket. Adopting a horrified expression, she shook her head rapidly. “No, no, just kidding. I’ve no interest in angering a Voodoo Queen. Or princess. Hell, any on the voodoo hierarchy. While I am interested in all New Orleans culture has to offer, it’s a hard pass on the voodoo curse!” She snickered as they walked. As they approached what Summer took to be the bar (although it might not have, but the smell of fresh food wafting out had her thinking it was), she considered. “I’ve always thought I could hold my own, but maybe I could use a gris-gris bag? Hmm.”
Summer 04/09/18 “Holy crap, you must be an angel!” She murmured without a bit of irony, putting a hop to her step to follow him. Talented as she may be, determining who -or rather, what a person might be was not a skill she possessed. Plus, she generally ran on the assumption that most people were garden variety mortal humans. As such, she was largely teasing, rambling as she walked along side of him, “An angel-or given our location, a loa of some sort? There’s no other way to explain being mugged and then lead to Louisiana’s best boudin balls.” She paused, stopping and thinking with exaggeration. “Hmm, or maybe it was just one of those ‘right place, right time’ kind of things. Nah. That’s way too logical.” She laughed and quickly caught back up with him.
Adara Litvinova 04/09/18 It was probably the quickest nudge she's ever had, so taking her by surprise was an understatement; still, even with arched brows, Addie had to laugh and hand over some cash. "Have a few on me. Wouldn't want you dropping dead of dehydration, now would we?"
Adara Litvinova 04/09/18 Welcome to the realm! Just give a nudge if you ever need anything!
Summer 04/08/18 Looking quite intrigued, she gave a slow nod. “You don’t say? It just so happens I love quaint, little old bars. And best liquor? Say no more. I insist you must show me this place.” Pausing, she looked at him, quite serious. “I have to ask- how’s their food? I could really put down some dirty rice or boudin balls right about now.” At the mere mention of food, of good food, her stomach growled audibly. Sheepish, she said, “I do crave some good food after a long flight.”
Summer 04/08/18 His dropped jaw caused her to laugh further. Raising a brow, she gave a thoughtful frown, fanning the stack of cash. Humid air wafted past her face, a climate and sensation she didn’t mind at all. It was one of the reasons she came to this city, after all. That and the Southern hospitality. Giving him an agreeable look, she said, “That sounds mighty thoughtful of you. But since you didn’t snatch the money, does that mean there’ll be no apology drink? Hmm.” She twisted her lips in mock concentration.
Looking at him like a lightbulb just went on in her head, she said in a conspiratorial tone, “You know, this money isn’t gonna spend itself. And those drinks aren’t going to drink themselves. And perhaps you might be successful if you were properly hydrated.” She said all of this as though they were facts, plain as day.
Summer 04/08/18 She let out a good-natured laugh. “Smooth. I like it.” Her whiskey-colored eyes twinkled with amusement. “If you’d have 'admired the assets’ from the other pocket, you’d have hit pay dirt.” Fishing out a handful of bills, she held them up like a fan. “Should you have been so lucky, what did you have planned for such a bounty?” Her head tilted to the side, giving a toothsome grin.
Summer 04/08/18 She'd only just arrived in town when felt the familiar sensation of someone groping around in her pockets. Oh New Orleans, never change. the angel thought with a snicker.
Turning, she noticed the man within close proximity. Giving a cheeky grin, she clucked her tongue. "Nothin' back there but curves for days."

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