N A S H Werewolf Tunnel-rat To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : They'd taken the cab from the outskirts of the metro area towards the downtown where they'd taken a small brownstone house located near the park and tavern which they could often be found.
As the cab pulled up to the house, Hunter lifted her out of the car with an ease that almost said he had lots of practice. Nash hurried up the door while Sloane ran past him to catch the door, calling for Lincoln and Logan. at the silence, she muttered softly. "I'll see if I can find them," Sloane said before racing down the streets towards the park.
Hunter carried her carefully up the stairs into the hallway, Nash having plumped up the pillows on the sofa, placing a throw on it before Hunter entered carrying Anij. "Over here!" he called. "gently", as if Hunter needed to be told. With that said, he rushed to the kitchen to get the med kit they all made sure to keep well stocked.
Kennedy paid the cabbie, then hesitated. "I'm sorry. We might have need of you. Can you wait?" The cabbie grunted and turned the meter on, ensuring no matter what he'd get paid. (06/10/24 01:54:10 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: She had been silent, her head resting on Hunter's shoulder as the cab brought them away from the MC. When they arrived at the house, she took a breath and held it as Hunter got her out of the car with ease. She felt the pain, but at the same time she didn't let it show.
Breathing was painful. But she was safe.
She watched as Nash pumped up the pillows and got it ready for her, then told Hunter to be gentle. She'd find it amusing if she wasn't in so much pain. The adrenaline of getting out had dulled it to a point. Just like the fear of screwing up had dulled it a little while she was working.
But now, now the adrenaline was fading fast and the pain was starting to rise quickly. Tears starting to fall from her eyes as she sit there. She was out of there. She was safe. Nash was here. She was safe.
She wasn't about to ask why he was here or how he found her. She was just grateful that they had.
"T.. thank you."
looking up to Hunter and Nash as he returns with the med kit, tears falling softly even as she looked away again (06/10/24 02:04:41 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H Werewolf Tunnel-rat To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : "alcohol," he told Hunter as he opened the case, barely glancing at Hunter as he removed an alcohol betadine wipe to smear over her arm. "It'll be a moment," he told her as he hid the growl with the light revealed bruising on her face and arms. The sleeve was torn up to her shoulder while Nash readied a syringe. "This will make the pain go away," he assure her as he filled the syringe with a half cc of morphine. Not the most common of usage in this world but it was one of the only treatments they had while they suffered through healing bone breaks and bruises. > With barely time to breathe, he injected the narcotic in her arm. "this should help, then we'll fix your arm up, get it stabilized."
Kennedy had come to stand in the doorway. "Hunter?" she asked with a slight inflection on his name. After Nash had injected Anij, he looked back, saw her expression then nodded. "I think so," as if answering an unspoken question. He lightly rested his hand on her forehead. "We'll take care of them," Hunter promised her before he rose and strode towards Kennedy. As they passed through the hallway and ran down the steps to the waiting cab who would return them to within a few blocks of the motorcycle club. They wouldn't burn it, but they would put the bastards out of their misery.
(06/10/24 02:14:20 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: She watches You as you get the morphine ready and her arm ready. Yeah she was the latest punching bag.
She nods to You as you inject her arm. And she doesn't feel it right away. The words from Hunter make her take a breath, she nods
"Clarice. The girl working with me at the table of visitors. She's only been there a few weeks."
When they got there they would find that the visitors had left. They didn't treat their women like she had been treated and refused to make a much needed alliance. Plus they figured who ever dismantled that wall was enough of a force that they didn't want to be mixed up in this.
Mason, the Pres.. blamed Colt for this, 100%. Though his own refusal to kick the fucker's ass meant she wouldn't ask for mercy for him. Only Clarice.
As they left she felt the morphine begin to take effect. Resting her head back on the cushions she asks softly
"How did you find me?"
truth be told, when they told her where they were taking her she hoped you would still be here.
(06/10/24 02:22:52 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : He gently placed his hand on her forehead, sighing softly. "Luck," he admitted gruffly. "We were just walking, I ....caught your scent," feeling a bit abashed at that. "I followed it and there you were." His expression was pained, as if what she'd gone through hurt him. He wish it had been him, but with that, he'd probably.....doubtless...would have enjoyed it. But for her? Treated like this?" his eyes darkened to a deep gold as anger consumed him, shivering in reaction. His tone had changed, becoming a low growl of words, "Ken and Logan will take care of them." He breathed in to calm himself, then focused on her. "What is your address, we can pick up some things." For no way, whether she wished or not, would she be leaving the house. That this would be considered kidnapping never crossed his mind.
(06/10/24 02:32:36 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: Soft chuckle lacking anything remotely sounding like humor
"Thank God for Luck!"
she listens and nods, taking a soft breath. Oh based on what she knew about you, yeah she knew you'd enjoy it and it wouldn't surpise her at all if what happened to her did hurt you.
Nodding as you say Ken and Logan will take care of them. Her better arm, reaches to caress. She remembered once when her touch calmed you so she takes advantage of that. She knows what the deep gold means.. your wolf and you are angry.
She smiles as you ask what her address is, but she sighs
"I lived in the club. On the top floor. I didn't have much. My ID are in the safe in the office. Same with Clarice's. We stayed in the same closet."
Yep, they really kept her in a closet. It was a large walkin closet, but still. Now though she's starting to lose focus, but she has enough to give the combination
"Ummm.. 25 - 10 - 49"
being observant she noted them, but never had the opportunity to use them. Well until now. Letting out a soft sigh and closing her eyes, the pain fading for now as you worked on her
(06/10/24 02:39:24 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : "Sorry,....closet?" he asked, she could see the tension in his cheek as he clenched his teeth. Before he could further respond Sloane returned with Logan. His words were clipped and short as he passed on the information you'd just told him, adding, "Ken and Hunter just left, they took a cab." Which meant there was a chance to catch up with them before too much damage had occurred.
"We'll take care of it," Logan said as he grabbed Sloane's hand and they ran from the room. They never did anything slow. Within a block they'd have flagged down a car and given their knowledge of town by walking around it, they'd direct the cabbie to the location arriving within moments of Hunter and Kennedy.
"Just rest," as she closed her eyes, "I'll be in the house here, but .." then bit on his lip to bring an edge of pain to bring him out of his anger. "I'll find you something to change into." trying to think of the basics until the pain diminished enough for him to check the rest of her injuries.
06/10/24 02:59:02 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: She takes a breath and before she can respond Sloane and Logan are there telling her they'll take care of it. She nods to them then looks to him, her hand taking his for amoment
"It was a big walk in closet."
but it was still a closet. No windows to ensure they dont't run away. It even had a bathroom attached. But it was still a closet.
As you spoke to rest she nods softly and sighs, releasing your hand. she'd be happy in a pair of your sweats and one of your shirts.
"Ok Thank you."
but she doesn't say that, her brain hasnt thought that thought yet. Her eyes closed, she rests, perhaps even drifts in and out of sleep
06/10/24 03:16:50 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : His knuckes grazed her cheek lightly before he rose to head up stairs to one of the bedrooms. He wasn't really thinking, just moving on automation as he took the steps until he reached the attic. There, a bank of workout gear, two punching bags and flat mat which they used to beat each other to submission. At least thats what they called it.
He placed his hand on the punching bag, gripped his fingers tightly together before beating it in rapid succession. The bag barely moved and his knuckles and his fingers reddened and swelled with the force of the punches. After a half dozen punches plus a dozen more, he breathed in and rested his head on the bag. It was several deep breaths before he regained his composure, muttering darkly about closets.
It took nearly ten minutes of rummaging through the women's rooms before he came down in an ankle length gown which Sloane had accidently packed. It'd belonged to Devon and was used during a 'play' she and her housemates had put on. He remembered it well. They'd teased Devon unmercifully about it.
When he made it back down to her, her steady breathing told him she'd dozed off. He was loath to waken her. (06/10/24 03:22:27 pm) Myth-guided Madness
P A T R I C K - L O G A N ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | | SMUGGLER | Madness is in the eye of the beholder Chicago, The Presidium
..:Axeman MC:.. ..Northside.. .Chicago, IL. says to ALL: Arrives two blocks away, stretching his neck as if to unkink stiff muscles. They began to head to the alley, darkened with broken lights and shadowed walls when another cab pulled up to disgorge Sloane and Logan. Quickly they passed on each information before Sloane and Logan headed to the club. Kennedy and Hunter made for the shadowed recesses of the alley, shifting into werewolf form. Once changed, they headed to the rear of the building where the escape had been made. Sloane and Logan entered as if they owned the place., their gazes searching out for Clarice.
(06/10/24 03:32:21 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: Instinctively her cheek nuzzled to those fingers before you left her to rest. Her eyes closed and she slipped in and out of sleep. She hadn't really slept since she arrived there so it would be a habit she would have to get out of.
Most of the MC treated her well. There were three that didn't. They would be ones at the meeting getting on the back of the President, Mason, for not pursuing her. They were the ones who wanted to rape her with Colt. Though they don't say that in the meeting.
As she drifted in and out there was the occasional whimper and whispered 'no'. But not long after you came back down her eyes slowly opening, but she remained relaxed.
(06/10/24 03:36:59 pm) Myth-guided Madness
P A T R I C K - L O G A N ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | | SMUGGLER | Madness is in the eye of the beholder Chicago, The Presidium
..:Axeman MC:.. ..Northside.. .Chicago, IL. says to ALL: Sloane strode up to the bar, he stood with his back to the bar with his eye on the men seated at the back, their anger was rising as Mason berated Colt. Colt stiffened with anger, his hands clenching with the brass knuckles glinting in the light. Sloane approached Clarice, "We've Anij. We're here to take you to her. She's ok right now but is injured." With the look Sloane gave Clarice, the woman knew that Sloane was judging her but didn't find her wanting. They were in an untenable position. "Where's his office?" she asked? Being directed, She motioned for Clarice to round the bar and go with her to the door. Logan, hearing where the office was, strode to the office, pushing aside anyone who got in his way.
From the rear, paneling and sheet rock could be heard ripped away, drawing the atttention of two of the men who thought it smart to investigate. They didn't return and an unholy growl of sounds emerged from the bathroom. Seconds later two werewolves loped from the rear, making a bee line for the rest of the men who'd moments before been in heated arguments.
06/10/24 03:32:21 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: Instinctively her cheek nuzzled to those fingers before you left her to rest. Her eyes closed and she slipped in and out of sleep. She hadn't really slept since she arrived there so it would be a habit she would have to get out of.
Most of the MC treated her well. There were three that didn't. They would be ones at the meeting getting on the back of the President, Mason, for not pursuing her. They were the ones who wanted to rape her with Colt. Though they don't say that in the meeting.
As she drifted in and out there was the occasional whimper and whispered 'no'. But not long after you came back down her eyes slowly opening, but she remained relaxed.
(06/10/24 03:50:37 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : He placed the gown on the end of the sofa, "Can I check you now?" he seemed slightly calmer, He crouched on is knees before the sofa, leaning over to flick the light on to illuminate her more. "I'll get an ice pack for your face," his voice was gruff , "but first..." he needed to check her arm and on the other injuries. "This was Devons," glancing to the vintage style night gown. Voluminous it would be comfortable enough for just about anyone.
(06/10/24 03:54:56 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: She nods softly, giving you permission to check her.
Oh.. her face, she sighs a little. damn she didn't realize it was that bad, though it probably got worse. She never really looked in the mirrors in the bathroom before she left with Sloane.
looking at the night gown she smiles
"I like it."
She doesn't know who Devon was, but that's ok. She could tell that person meant a lot to you.
"Thank you."
The drugs were definitely doing their job.
(06/10/24 03:56:40 pm) Myth-guided Madness
P A T R I C K - L O G A N ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | | SMUGGLER | Madness is in the eye of the beholder Chicago, The Presidium
..:Axeman MC:.. ..Northside.. .Chicago, IL. says to ALL: Cautious but wanting out and wanting to make sure Anij was ok, Clarice took the proffered hand of Sloane, rounded the bar and began to walk towards the door as the two werewolves passed the opposite end of the bar ...speeding up ..to the group. As the group scattered in panic, wolf-Hunter made a beeline for Colt, launching imself up and onto the man to rip him from neck to nethers with one swoop of his sharply clawed hand. Wolf-Kennedy picked off one of the other men backed into the corner before both whirled around to chase after the other two men which had been 'close friends' of Colt. Clarice had stopped at the front door, her hand pulling at Sloanes as she gasped in shock and awe. She'd HEARD of werewolves but never thought to see one. One thing...it wasn't a full moon. "how can..." she was saying when Sloane tugged her through the open doorway and out towards the street.
(06/10/24 04:00:21 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : "You're welcome," he assured her gently before he began to make the slow and thorough examination of her injuries. Deftly he'd changed her out of her clothing into the gown with such an ease that it might seem he'd done it before. Indeed he had, just not in this type of situation. Injuries, be they from war or from bastards, were much the same and treated the same.
"Just rest," he could see as the morpine took effect, settling himself on the floor before her, his hand lightly cupping hers.
(06/10/24 04:06:02 pm) H E A R T S L O S T
~| A N I J |~ | Human| | Life is not what you expect: | | it is made up of the most unexpected twists and turns. |
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to || Myth-placed Identity: She had more bruises than anything else. A couple of deep ones on her back that would be in the bone. Those made it hurt to breath properly, well when not on morophine.
Her face was probably the worst. Normally he didn't go for her face, but in a fit of rage, he did this time. It got him demoted and that pissed him off more.
Of course he'd blamed her.
Her arms and stomach also were not good. Mostly upper arms and her stomach near closer to her rib cage. Her legs had some cuts on them that would be healing slowly.
Once she was settled again in the night gown and laying there, her hand in yours. At your instructions she nods softly. Remembering what seems like yesterday taking care of you after she found you out back the bar. Then the weeks you stayed with her. More grateful now than ever she stopped in her haste to help you. Even if you didn't really need her help.
How she got here, she'd tell you later, when she was more lucid.
06/10/24 04:19:57 pm) || Myth-placed Identity ||
N A S H ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | To lovers, the moon is a thing of beauty. But to this man, it is a deadly curse. Chicago, The Presidium
Scooby Gang House- ..:Home for the Carlisle Werewolf Pack and Friends:.. ..Chicago Downtown District.. .City of Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : He was grateful for the minutes that passed while he waited for the others to return. He needed the time, needed to calm down before he left her and bolted down the street after the others. Another sigh moved through him as he leaned his head against the sofa, just next to her arm as his hair brushed against it. Bristly short it might have tickled her arm if she were conscious enough to be aware of it.
Just as he started to relax, the house phone rang. Silently, and slowly he moved away from her to grab the handset before the caller disconnected. "Yes?" he whispered.
A moment later, "ok. Doors open." before hanging up the receiver and returning to the slumbering Anij.
(06/10/24 04:28:05 pm) Myth-guided Madness
P A T R I C K - L O G A N ]| CARLISLE | WEREWOLF | PACK |[ | SCOOBY GANG | | SMUGGLER | Madness is in the eye of the beholder Chicago, The Presidium
..:Axeman MC:.. ..Northside.. .Chicago, IL. says to H E A R T S L O S T ~| : The two werewolves quickly dispatched the two cohorts of Colts, left bleeding on the floor they rounded to turn on Mason who was blubbering in fear. Logan, making sure the two women had exited the club approaced to stand between the growling werewolves. "You're lucky you're not dead. Either straighten this place up, or sell it. Either way, we'll be watching you. I'm sure you know what to do with these.." he cast a disgusted look at the fallen. "We'll be watching you," he warned him before striding to the office to remove the items belonging to Clarice and Anij from the safe.
Leaving, he met up with the two women, "ok?" to Sloane. "ok?" to Clarice who nodded and stared back at the entrance of the club. Moments later Logan emerged with the folder she recognized. "phone?" he asked Sloane, taking hers before dialing the house to speak with Nash. "Be there in a few, the others will be hoofing it." he said as he opend his arms to herd the women down the street so they could catch a cab.
