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ThugWorkout wrote:
Dymitrius lay there and just stared up at her for a little bit, a little smile on his lips, his fingertips tracing up and down the sides of her legs. But the moment was soon over and he sat up once she was off his lap, and he wasn't quite respectful as his brother and watched her, but she did look rather adorable in his tshirt. "I mean I do but I guess I'll let you keep the one so it's not tainted with witch smell the next time I wear it." He pulled off his shirt and trousers and slid into the bed, his hands behind his head.

Gabbie was utterly amazed at how much of a gentleman he was and it made her feel so much more comfortable to be around him, to know he wasn't in this just for her body. It was the one big fear being an angel, being used for her purity and innocence but Connor was being so respectful. She pressed herself back to him a little more, taking his hand and pulling it around her so they were cuddling super tight, her head in the pillow, her eyes closing slowly. "God they'd have an eyeful wouldn't they, is it bad that I just don't care?" She settled into his hold, her fingertips tracing over the veins in his hand.

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~ the next morning ~

Luna woke up, her head pounding from the alcohol she had consumed the night prior, but as she opened her eyes she released she had once again fallen asleep cuddled up to Dymitrius. This time he seemed to still be asleep and he looked rather peaceful. Yawning a little she sat herself up and practically jumped out of her skin as she saw a man towering over the end of their bed and she nudged Dymitrius hard, "who the fuck are you?!"

Roman, a member of the enemy tribe, had gotten wind of a werewolf massacre from the night before hand and had managed to track the culprit back to this hotel room. It wasn't hard to find the stench of a witch mixed with an intoxicated werewolf. "Good morning witch," he said with an evil grin, his eyes glowing yellow with adrenaline.

Connor and Gabbie had fallen asleep cuddling up close as there was only so much space in the single bed in her room. The morning seemed to creep up on them so suddenly and the light poured through the window which had no curtains to block it out. The heat of the sun against Connors skin caused him to stir and opening his eyes he saw that Gabbie still looked peaceful in her dream state. That moment of peace was quickly broken as he heard a click at her door and he ran out of the bed, grabbing his clothes and hiding himself in the wardrobe just in time before the door swung open.

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Dymitrius had fallen asleep and had promised himself he would give her the space she wanted but it was impossible when she was just so easy to cuddle and he'd ended up with his arms around her, stroking her skin while he was still happily asleep, before being rudely awaken with an elbow to his side and he groaned, opening his eyes to look down at her but was instead met with a man looming over their bed and he reached down to the pocket of his jeans, pulling out the small pen knife he carried. "Okay who the fuck are you?" He demanded, getting out of bed, pointing the small knife towards him. But he narrowed his eyes, his scent so familiar. "Roman? What the hell are you doing in here?"

Gabbie had fell asleep without a single worry in her mind and was enjoying sleeping bu does uomwith connor, until she was rudely awoken by the sound of the lock in the door and she gasped, watching him dive into the wardrobe she grabbed her duvet and pulled it over her body, glancing up at the matron. "Chop chop, Gabriella. We have early mornings here and we don't waste any time, now get yourself cleaned and dressed and we will be having breakfast in the cafeteria in twenty minutes. Don't be late." She ordered. Glancing st the girl, she reached for her hair and tutted. "You're not learning, are you?" She bustled out the room and Gabbie reached up to her hair, glancing at herself in the mirror, a prominent black streak now at the front.

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Roman had never been one for being polite or patient, when he wanted something done he went and did it. Such was the nature of his tribe. He watched as Dymitrius grabbed for something but he didn't move, "rise and shine Dymitrius," he said with a chuckle as he leaned against the counter behind him, "a little birdie told me that you got exiled and then a different little bird told me about a werewolf going on a bit of a rampage with a witch last night. Now I put two and two together and here we are." he moved his eyes over to Luna, "not a bad choice you made I must admit, you've got taste."

Luna felt vulnerable, how long had this creep been watching them sleep? "wait you know him.." she said, looking over at Dymitrius with the look of please fucking explain. But as Roman spoke she looked back at him, disgusted by his comment, "I can hear you you know?"

Connor held his breath, not wanting to make a single sound to give himself away as he stood in the wardrobe. He listened to the matron who sounded just as rude as she had done the night before when they had returned from their little outing. Once he heard the door shut he waited a minute before opening the wardrobe, "that was cl-" but he fell silent, noticing the black streak in Gabbie's hair. "where did that come from?" he asked, absolutely bewildered. It wasn't natural for angels to have their hair change on its own, right? let alone turning pitch black. He dropped his clothes onto the bottom of the bed as he sad down beside her, taking the streak into his own hand to see that it was indeed real.

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Dymitrius dropped the knife from his hand into the bed, this man had no reason to attack him, he was no longer part of the rival tribe and if he wanted to do any harm he would have done it by now. He crossed his arms over his chest glancing down at Luna, running his tongue along his teeth. "This is roman, he's from the rival tribe to our.. your tribe." He stood up a little straighter, feeling rather protective of her at that point. It wasn't his tribe any more, he had nothing to do with them but Luna was special regardless. "Okay so what you're heard is true. What has any of this got to do with you bursting in here?" He was still mad.

Gabbie lether hands fall to her lap and her eyes fell to Connor, before her bottom lip trembled a little. "I'm supposed to be going white, not black. I'm nothing but pure evil, I'm a horrible angel and I deserve to be punished.." she frowned, watching a son he ran his fingers through the black streak in her hair. It matched the one that was underneath the orange that she kept well hidden. Pushing his hand away she crossed her arms over her chest, frowning. This was exactly what wasn't supposed to happen. "Maybe I'm just not meant to be an angel."

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Roman picked up on the way Dymitrius had moved, it was typical of a werewolf to be protective of those they cared about which must have meant she was more than just a one night stand. He looked at her a little closer and that's when it clicked, "so she's the new Elder for them huh?" he laughed, "It's all starting to make sense." he turned his attention back to Dymitrius, "Well, since you are now relatively homeless I'm here on behalf of our alpha to invite you to join us. You proved yourself worthy of a position within our tribe last night."

Luna stood a little behind Dymitrius now, knowing that this was now a case of tribe rivalry she wasn't exactly safe. The way Roman was talking it became clear that this other tribe was definitely a lot more dangerous than the one she was part of.

Connor was mesmerised by the black streak, he had never seen anything like this happen though he also wasn't friends with a lot of angels. "You are most definitely not pure evil Gabbie, I've met bad people and you are nothing like them." he let out a small sigh as she pushed his hand away from her hair but was respectful and didn't push her. "Do you think.. and I know this sounds wild but, do you think that guy from the bar might know whats happening?" he asked, looking at her as she seemed to be working herself into a state. "surely it's more than just you having eaten some junk food and had a drink, it just doesn't add up."

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Dymitrius cleared his throat. "She's not there out of choice, it's a little bit of a sore subject so I'd rather we didn't talk about it, thank you." He announced, he was there to protect Luna at all costs, she meant a lot to him and situations like this simply emphasised it. But the words that come out of Romans mouth were a little confusing and he pulled a face. "What, are you serious? You want me to join you guys?" Well that was one way to get himself in, maybe his attack was worth it after all. Their tribe was much more powerful and he'd known first hand what they were capable of. "I'm in."

gabbie tucked ed hair behind her earshot fiddling with the corner of the duvet and wiggling her toes, all nervous habits rhatbshe couldn't shy away from at that moment. "I need to ring him, I need to know what's going on because it hasn't dropped from my mind ever since he said it." She admitted, finally lifting her eyes to look at him again. "It's not what I did, it's because I enjoyed all those things, doing those things are sinning and I enjoyed sinning. It's supposed to be the opposite of what I want to do but instead, I crave it." She was so confused.

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Roman let his eyes linger across Luna again, perhaps a little too long on her legs but he didn't care because he knew Dymitrius wouldn't risk attacking him. "I see.. well it might need to be a subject that gets covered." he grinned as Dymitrius agreed, "splendid!" he said moving forward so that he was stood inches apart from D, "This is of course rather unconventional to take in an old rival but we have known for a long time that you have some serious potential. We have a meeting tonight that I would like you to attend and we can discuss the .. details." he said.

Connor couldn't argue with her, he thought it was a good idea to get in touch with this guy who seemed to know a little too much about Gabbie. "then lets do it, it's worth hearing him out even if it ends up being a dead end." he turned away from her and pulled his clothes back on as she spoke. "I see, I had no idea that could happen." Once he was dressed again he leaned against her desk, watching her carefully, "I wish I could give you some sort of answer or idea of what all of this means, but I'm clueless when it comes to your species." he felt so useless to her but he was going to stand by her side throughout this whole process until they got some answers.

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Dymitrius felt a small growl leave his lips when he saw the way roman had his eyes on Luna but he needed to keep himself together, this mans tribe was giving him a hand out and he was going to lap it up as fast as he could. "Luna isn't like them.. she doesn't even want to be in the position but her grandmother didn't give end much of a choice. But I guess we can talk about that in the meeting later on?" He scratched the back of his neck, looking at this man. "Just name the place and I'll be there. Not like I wanna hang around here for much longer anyway." He glanced out the window before back at him.

Gabbie stood up from the bed and reached into her chest of drawers, pulling on some clean underwear and then a pair of cropped white skinny jeans with a pastel vest top that had a square neck with spaghetti straps. She couldn't face herself in the mirror again, she was starting to feel a little sick. "I'm supposed to be having breakfast right now but I don't think I can face it, I've just gotta ring him." She sat back down on her bed, nodding slowly. "It's a bit like when your soul cleanses, your hair becomes white. In my case I'm addicted to the bad stuff and my hair is going black." She picked up her phone and took the case off, pulling the piece of paper out. "Not here, outside. I don't know who's listening in on these walls."

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Roman heard him growl and it made him chuckle just a little, the witch would make good leverage if anything went south with their agreement. "We can definitely talk it over tonight, if she is important to you then she will in turn be important to the tribe, if all goes well with you joining us of course." he added. "Nottingham trail, follow that and you'll pick up the sent for our meet up spot. See you there at 8pm." He moved towards the door of their hotel room, "try not to get up to too much mischief in the mean time." and with that he was gone.

Luna stayed quiet during the entire discussion, she didn't exactly want to ruin this for D, it was the opportunity he had been looking for and she wasn't going to balls it up. The way Roman looked at her made her rather uncomfortable and she was thankful once he had left. "still don't understand why he was just standing in our room."

Connor looked away while she got changed, looking down at his phone and deciding to give his brother a text, hey D how are things going? any luck on finding a place to crash. He hit send, deciding not to bother his brother too much about his own situation. He looked up once she was dressed and he smiled a little at her, but nodded. "thats fair, lets find somewhere a bit more private for your call." he said as he stood upright. "if it does turn entirely black I think it would look quite hot," he said mindlessly, giving her a cheeky smile before they headed towards the door. He let her take the lead, creeping slowly and quietly behind her but thankfully the coast was clear.

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Dymitrius couldn't help himself but he was going to try his best to control it, which meant he had to keep away from Luna for a little while if he was going to get on with this tribe. "I'll see you there, thanks roman." He nodded his head, watching him leave, rubbing his face with his hands and turning back to Luna, he sighed deeply. "Because they're fucking weirdos that's why, but if it gets my foot in the door I don't even care, it gets me a roof over my head and I belong to someone." He sat back down on the edge of the bed, his head thumping a little bit. "I can't even remember half of last night." He picked his phone up from the night stand. Don't know where to begin. I'm gonna be your rival, tho.

Gabbie felt a little self co scioud about the stripe, like everyone was going to be staring st her and shunning end but there was nothing she could really do about it. "Oh really, you like the demon look huh?" Him being so upbeat was helping her and she slid through the corridors and out of the main entrance, along the grassy path until she was in the main road. "Let's find somewhere." She looked st his motorbike and picked up the helmet, sliding it on and climbing on, messing about with the ignition button before hesitantly pressing it and then grabbing the hand,es, revving it. The power was awesome and the adrenaline kicked in again.

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Luna was relieved when Roman left, flopping herself back down onto the bed but still keeping her eyes on him as he spoke. "I mean if that's where you want to go then fair enough," she said simply, though took some offence to his comment about belonging to someone, clearly she was not good enough to make him feel that way. "yeah must be hard not feeling like you belong to anyone." she said simply, looking away from him and rolling over to pick up her own phone seeing she had no new messages which didn't come as too much of a surprise considering she had a grand total of one friend and he was in this room.

Connor followed her through the building, keeping quiet until they were safely outdoors, "I'm digging it I won't lie, but I think I'd find you attractive whatever colour your hair was." he said as he followed her across the road, checking his phone briefly as she put the helmet on, you better be joking, dads going to lose his nut if you have joined Seths gang. Hitting send he shoved his phone into his pocket and looked up, seeing Gabbie managing to start up the bike herself and he couldn't help but laugh. "I think you will need a few lessons before I let you drive this thing." and with that he got on in front of her, and kicked off. He decided to drive them towards the local park, a quiet area where they would be able to see if anyone was around them.

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Dymitrius didn't entirely know what his next moves were going to be, but he needed to lay low until the evening when he could attend their meeting but he still had the rest if the day tinhang with Luna and he didn't want to pies her off any more than he already had. It seemed to be his special talent. He glanced down at his burnt arm, the shape of her hand around his wrist, it looked like the gigantic version of a hickey. "I don't expect you to understand what I mean, but being in a tribe, the whole mentality, it's important to wolves. It's what makes us thrive." He glanced at his phone when it buzzed. Wish I was joking but I'm up to their standards.

Gabbie grinned just a little more, even just the feeling of having the bike in her hands like that was a thrill that she didn't know she wanted. Shuffling back she let him get in front and held in, but not as tight this time, instead sitting uonstraught fo take in the view in front of them, the wind against her arms giving her goose bumps. They didn't travel for too long and were soon at the park where they could have a decent amount of privacy. She climbed off and took the helmet off, shaking her hair out and running her fingers through it. She took his hand and went and sat on a bench with him, dialling the number and puttin it in speaker phone so that Connor could hear the conversation too.

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Luna sighed, dropping her phone onto the bedside table and sat up a bit more to look at Dymitrius. He looked effortlessly handsome with his messy hair and bare chest, she could definitely get use to this sight in the morning. "Yeah I definitely don't get that, you could say that I've pretty much been a lone wolf all my life." she sat herself up properly and moved over to be beside him, not looking at his phone but touching his arm where the mark from her magic was still burned into his skin. She let her hand fall into place to match the hand print and a cold burst hit his arm but as she moved it away the mark was gone. "and for it to stay gone you need one other ingredient," she whispered, tilting his head away from his phone and kissing him.

Connor couldn't believe what his brother was saying, this other tribe was a whole other entity. They killed without remorse, regardless of your species. Perhaps they would tolerate Dymitrius behaviour better than his own tribe, just be careful alright and if they make me your target at least give me a heads up so I can whoop your ass in style. After hitting send he made his way to the park, pulling into a space as they arrived and he got off. "Good luck," he said before she hit call, watching her eyes carefully.

Kore answered the call almost immediately, as if he had somehow known that he was meant to receive it at this time, "Gabriella how wonderful it is to hear from you again, did I peak your curiosity? or was it getting your second black strip that made you decide to call?" Even over the phone he sounded devilish and menacing.

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Dymitrius laughed st he irony of her sentence. In his world, there was no such thing as a lone wolf, you always belonged somewhere, somehow, there was always going to be someone that would take you in and look after you. "It must be a pretty scary world being a lone wolf." He smiled down at her. Her hair was sticking up a little bit at the back where she'd slept on it and her face still had remnants of make up on it. But she still managed to make it look pretty damn hot. "Oh..?" But before he even had chance to talk his head was facing her and he kissed her with all the passion he had, a proper nice kiss, his hand in the side of her neck which his stroked very gently. This was a good way to pass the time.

Gabbie crossed her legs over and held Connors hand tight, a little taken about when kore answered so soon and she narrowed her eyes. "That's exactly why I've rang, actually. How do you know so much about me, and what the hell did you mean, yesterday? You said I was a myth.. and how the hell did you know I've got the black strip?" This was just getting freaky now and she was using all her strength not to swear she'd never uttered a swear before and she wasn't baker ti begin down that route. "I've slept on it and I want to know what you really mean."

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