This is the faith complex

RJ Sangster · 01-23-2010, 03:36 AM

1. Character Name: Reid Jefferson (RJ) Sangster
2. Character Birthdate (including year): January 26 (lol the day Mass Effect 2 comes out!)
3. Whether s/he is a regular wolf or a Luperci: NOPE
4. Species: 60% Coyote 40% Wolf
5. Gender: Male
6. A secondary form of contact (AIM, MSN, Y!M). (AIM) AlkalaranGear
7. How you found 'Souls: I've been here! Big Grin

8. Initial post:

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These lands, to RJ these lands were tainted. They had so much sin stained in the earth he feared he would become just so with every step. It was a terrifying feeling, it reminded him of the night the sky was bleached red with the spilled blood of his family, his fellow believers. He felt out of place without his clan with him. He spent his whole life with them and it changed in a flash. To make it worse, he had no recollection of how the night went. he hated the feeling. Why did the Lord wish to punish him so? What sins had he committed to deserve such a mental beating. It was almost as bad- no worse than an eternity in the Hells.

As he walked along the grasses, his rosary he held so close since his loss, and his weaponry he kept but barely used, clinked and jingled with his loping steps. Steely eyes looked up at a cloudy grey sky, a sign of somber days and feelings, he expected. Although his last couple of days have been the same, groveling in the death of his clanmates, he wished for a new outlook on the days to come, hoping that the Lord and Savior just may have some pity on him for once, as one who still remained faithful after what had transpired.

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Sicarus de Ericeto · 01-23-2010, 06:16 AM

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In Character

The tawny furred werewolf limped about the border, feeling more than a little bit lame after the attack on Inferni the other day. He even had a makeshift cane, some stick that he'd picked up. He was extremely sore and feeling rather angry about the whole thing—after all that he'd only managed to destroy two of their stupid skulls before the dipshit on the horse had charged in and ruined everything. The cut across his chest sang with pain, but he would not be stopped from doing his duty. Dahlia de Mai needed him; he could not afford to sit around and do nothing. There was a veritable need for his services. Dahlia de Mai was sadly filled with women, Sicarus knew; there were fewer men than there were women. Women would not do the job of the border patrol properly; this was something Sicarus was absolutely certain of.

The tawny male continued on very slowly; he only planned to browse the area close to home. Wandering too far might land him in a bad spot, and with a distinct lack of energy in the way he walked, Sic certainly appeared to be rather ill or injured. The wolf's Optime form made for better walking, so it was in this form, covered from head to toe in his maroon robes, that the Italian wolf browsed the borders. A strange scent entered his nose; he had been able to identify most of his packmates at the meeting, and he knew this scent was not among them. Steeling himself, the wolf gripped onto his stick a little tighter, walking closer to the newcomer, now in sight. As Sic noticed quite quickly, this stranger was armed, and something about him didn't seem quite right. Sic was not about to speak out harshly against the newcomer—in fact, he was quite ready to yowl for Kai to come to back him up. The weapons spoke volumes to Sicarus, who frowned at this stranger, leveling his orange eyes at the stranger's face. "Looking for something in particular?" he asked, wanting to ascertain the wolf's business here. Could be that this was just another recruit, like he'd been. Could be this was an Inferni spy. Sic did not smell Inferni on the other canine, though what did Sicarus really know?

RJ Sangster · 01-24-2010, 10:13 PM

ooc- 8D Sorry for my fail post Tongue

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War was very much frowned upon in RJ's eyes. He did not like fighting others, although he was trained in such an art. He used only self defense, not wanting to harm others. He felt that it was a ll wrong, and he was not comfortable around hate and animosity. Little did he know, he just stumbled into a war just brewing. It was a terrible thing what happened, because that was collateral damage from a war. That was a large factor in RJ's abhorrence of fighting, that fact that it brought harm to those he loved. However, it be that he wasn't alone. He saw an upright figure, sandy colored like wood, with a cane and covered in reddish robes walking towards him. He looked to be injured, possibly recently. The reddish hybrid noted how he covered almost his entire body, knowing he had something to hide.

The wolf was soon close enough to speak to him at a comfortable volume. RJ sat down, promptly responding to the male. "Yes... well, sort of. I seek shelter at this time, for reason I wish not to speak of..." he trailed off, but then continued. "If you don't mind, is there a nearby pack you could point me in the direction of? I should be on my way, anyways." It made him uncomfortable that the male seemed to be eyeing the short-sword and dagger he was carrying. Why would he take such note in that?

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Sicarus de Ericeto · 01-25-2010, 01:35 AM

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In Character

The tawny-furred male had already assessed the other canine as one who was worthy of respect; he might not have been terribly physically impressive, but his blades spoke worlds of power, and that was certainly something the Bluet could understand. In his frangible, injured condition he could hardly afford to pick fights, anyway, and the tawny werewolf had already decided it would be best to play it nice and cool. So he even went so far as to offer a brotherly smile to the other man, though as with most of the smiles the Italian wolf offered, it did not light his eyes. Those smiles only came about in moments of maniacal glee, when he was tearing something to pieces or otherwise destroying it.

Dahlia de Mai was full of women; they needed every able-bodied man they could get, and this wolf appeared to be just that type. So the werewolf tossed back his hood, revealing his face to the other wolf. "Why, brother, you've come to just such a place," he said, a little too brightly for his own tastes. "This is Dahlia de Mai, led by the Great and Glorious Haku Soul," he said, deciding that was a fitting title for their most exhalted and wonderful leader. "I am Sicarus de Ericeto, one of his loyal followers," he said, practically oozing fanboy for his Rosen. "Perhaps, you might be able to stay with us," the wolf said. "I assume you possess some skill with your blades?" he inquired, figuring they were not just for show. One didn't haul around weapons like that without some idea of how to use them—though, now that he could see clearly, the werewolf noticed that the holsters were purely intended for a Lupus form; there were no expansive parts to allow for a growing, shifting body. This intrigued him, but he allowed the newcomer to speak his piece, figuring he'd already said plenty.

RJ Sangster · 01-25-2010, 10:26 PM

ooc- BTW THANK YOU FOR RJ'S NEW PROFILE IT IS SEX

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Right away, when the male threw off his hood and started speaking to him in such a friendly manner, RJ was deeply disturbed. When he spoke of this "Great" and "Glorious" Haku Soul, he felt something was wrong. Not because he knew the only one who was great and glorious was his God, but because of the way the male spoke so highly of the leader. He sounded like some sort of dictator to the rusty colored hybrid, but he was not one to judge. Yet.

Sicarus, which was what the male introduced himself as, ended up saying that he would be able to stay with the pack, although RJ felt a little suspicious about it. He asked about his weapons, although the 'yote wished that he didn't. "Yes, I am. I was in a little tussle of my own recently, if you know what I mean," he replied, secretly not wanting Sicarus to know. "My name is Reid Jefferson Sangster, by the way. Or RJ for short."

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Sicarus de Ericeto · 01-26-2010, 06:37 AM

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Word Count: 333 You could edit leader needed in naow.

In Character

Sicarus had no right to accept or deny anyone entrance in the clan; this he knew well. Haku Soul was the only one who had the power to do that in Sic's eyes. No one could be admitted without being thoroughly inspected the the Leader himself. Even he had been lucky to fall into the chocolate-furred man's good graces, he figured. There was no reason Haku Soul needed anybody, really—he was a powerful force on his own, able to evince his control over Dahlia with little more than a howl, assembling all of them at once to hear his magnificent words of war. Sicarus had never been to war before, but he sensed that it was an opportunity to prove himself loyal to his Rosen. He would do anything to make himself useful to Haku; strong leaders needed followers, and Sicarus wanted to make sure he was just the man for his chocolate-furred alpha.

The wolf put his fingers to his chin for a moment, stroking at the creamy fur there as he gave the wolf a second glance-over. The straps used to hold his swords were interesting, indeed. The werewolf didn't push it; he assumed Haku would be able to cover everything he wanted to know, and since this was Sicarus's first time greeting newcomers, he didn't want to overdo it and waste too much time. "Well, it's good to hear that—not that you've been in a tussle, of course, but that you're of an able hand," he said solemnly, hoping his brother was well. He didn't appear to be too injured, anyway. "It is good to meet you, RJ. I will call for the Great Haku for you," he said, smiling brightly. He took a few steps backwards and turned his head to the center of the territory, lifting his muzzle skyward. Sicarus had a deceptively pretty voice, rather light and airy in tune. It was fitting for his smallish appearance but not so much for his dark personality.

Haku Soul · 01-27-2010, 04:41 AM

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WAT! How dare you call the "Great and Glorious Haku Soul" a stinky butt!! wc 3

A reddish newcomer? Ah, how convenient. Dahlia always seemed to want to drown in females. Perhaps it was the sweet – currently also deceiving – name that made them so attached to the pack with the flower name. Had the man had long-time plans for this place he would have forced many changes upon the pack, but he hadn’t, so it would only have proved to be time-consuming. Flowers withered and lost their colours and he would write Dahlia’s name with blood red and show that there was still colour left in the pack. For some time at least. Did they know that he was leading them into death willingly? Inferni had to suffer just as Dahlia was to. It was all part of the immortal demon’s plan. Haku could not budge. He had been nearby (as always, for some odd reason) when one of his more loyal followers had howled out a request for his presence. Now he was standing still like the immortal yet lifeless creature he was and looked the new potential follower over. Not a yearling and a male, this made him better than average for the low standards Haku had been forced to create. He could not be terribly picky when all he had to offer was blood and death. He wondered how many would die in the coming months. Rumours whispered that Inferni had grown lately and he prayed for it to be true. This would be a true battle.

”Sicarus?” the male spoke out sternly and let his empty blue orbs wander over to the Bluet’s face. As always this would be so swift. He wanted to know who this was and what he wanted, then he would speak his words and leave. He cared little of who were allowed into the pack nowadays, though it was important for him to see their faces and breathe in their scents. He needed to know who were his soldiers no matter how horrible they would turn out to be. Even a hybrid of Lykoi blood had been let into the pack. Why? Because he needed lives to sacrifice and the thought of Lykoi versus Lykoi amused the beast greatly.

RJ Sangster · 01-27-2010, 05:14 PM

ooc- -cackles madly- I KNEW THAT'D GET UR ATTENTION -runs off-

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Sicarus was impressed by his weapons, while RJ was still very ashamed of them. He was all about being able to fight, which made RJ even more suspicious of the pack he was about to join. He figured he'd left the violence behind, but apparently he was wrong. He sighed and responded to the male. "Yes, I suppose so." He cleared his throat as the other male spoke again. "It is nice to meet you as well, Sicarus."

When Haku Souls arrived, he did not look as RJ expected. His chocolate fur was littered with scars and burns, it was very unsettling to the hybrid. His startling blue eyes also gave RJ discomfort. Still giving the leader a smile, he gave him a friendly bow. He did not speak until Haku had said something. Which was Sicarus' name. He expected Sicarus to introduce him and explain the current situation and he waited until the other male did just that.

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Sicarus de Ericeto · 01-27-2010, 10:28 PM

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Word Count: 351 SICARUS IS SUCH A FANBOY. XD

In Character

It had not taken the master long to come, and upon his appearance Sicarus took a knee, dipping his head low to the man and remaining in such a position until he was spoken to. Of course, Sicarus was very nearly ecstatic to be addressed directly by Haku himself, and upon straightening up he took very much of the same positioning he had during the meeting: muzzle and eyes down, never lifted above the level of the Rosen's feet. Haku was no panjandrum; he deserved all of the respect Sicarus had to offer and more. It would make sense that the leader addressed his Bluet before the newcomer; there was no need to waste Haku's time if Sic had found RJ below pack standards. However, even if that were the case, Sicarus knew he was in no position to deny or accept anyone to the clan; in the orange-eyed wolf's perspective, there was no one with the authority to do such except for Haku himself.

"My liege," the wolf said, still stuck in respect. Quickly, though, he launched into his explanation of what he'd learned from RJ thus far—Kai was right. Haku was a busy man, and there was no need to occupy his time more than absolutely necessary. "This is Reid Jefferson Sangster, RJ. He professes the need for a home. He has offered to me that he is skillful with his blades, and his presence here stands to attest to that, as he has recently emerged victorious from battle," the wolf said. Okay, perhaps it hadn't been battle exactly, but RJ did say something about a tussle, and in Sicarus's eyes that certainly meant something. He directed none of his attention to the newcomer now; instead he remained utterly focused on his king, waiting for the wolf to dismiss him or give him some order. Sicarus wasn't entirely used to pack life yet, but he figured with Kai's assistance he had done well enough. They were a pair, after all, and Sic was now glad that they hadn't encountered too much trouble beyond their initial struggle for dominance.

Haku Soul · 01-29-2010, 04:28 AM

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The Rosen’s attention seemed to rest fully on the Dahlian member and as he was offered the limited information on the stranger chocolate ears swiveled back towards fur dressed in the colour of wealthy soil. The name “Jefferson” made the beast think of the man that supposedly was his half brother. They had met once in these lands, but not more. Haku was completely indifferent when it came to family ties, for he was alone in the world and he had been sent to burn it. Mew Sadira was the only relative that he had attempted to form a bond with. For some time it had worked, hell, maybe it even had been real, but Haku had fallen far from grace and only felt a hole where his emotions should be. Yes, his heart was merely a crater filled by that darkness that once had started out as the faintest of whispers in his head – so harmless.

He turned his face to the stranger and looked his weapons over. Human weapons, if wielded well, could be extremely dangerous. On the side of the Rosen’s left shoulder and down along right front limb were three healing holes. A human firearm was deadly if used properly and he knew that there was at least one coyote that possessed a human device that exploded into sound and threw a bullet almost faster than the eye could detect. Luckily none of the bullets had managed to dig deep down into his flesh because of the angle and distance that had played in, but had she been closer then a bullet to the head could have been enough to a normal Dahlia member. Haku knew who had almost taken Mew Sadira’s life and it was actually a bit funny that it had been a mere girl that had done the deed.

”Do you know well how to end a life with those blades, Sangster?” the Rosen wondered, seemingly not very interested, but secretly intrigued. Haku had never battled with weapons. A young male had once attacked him with two blades, but had not been particularly skillful with them. Fangs and claws often proved just as good and Haku together with his beloved blood rage was a magnificent warrior in the heat of the battle.

RJ Sangster · 01-30-2010, 03:04 AM

OCC: lol sic and haku should be secret lover XD

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RJ looked on with hidden disgust as Sicarus addressed Haku as if he were actually royalty, and Haku giving little interest supporting that. RJ knew this man was no king, leige, or ruler. Just a pompus, arrogant dictator. But, knowing better, the Christain knew to keep his thoughts contained, speaking only to answer the Rosen's questions. He was looking for some room and board after all. With limited education as it was, he was still a bright one.

When Sicarus introduced him to the Secui male, the hybrid was again worried. He boast about how much he was a warrior, and even going as far as saying that he was victorious in battle, which was an extreme overstatement to the missionary. He was also afraid that he had committed a sin, letting this male speak about him like this. Rj figured though, that the tam male would have to be punished, not himself. His own words were twisted and it was therefore out of his control. The red male was glad he had a little less to worry about.

Haku addressed him soon after, asking about his skill of course. RJ sighed with concealed discontent. "Of course, sir. Why would I wield them if I did not?" he replies in forced earnest. He was also secretly annoyed by all this talk about fighting and weapons. "As Sicarus said, I extendy skill to you and the pack." He shook his head again, the rosary jingiling around his neck and shining amber colors in the bright daylight.

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Haku Soul · 02-09-2010, 12:56 PM

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Ack, I am so sorry for the wait Undecided Please forgive us <3

The man before him seemed strangely empty. Ears towered on top of the man’s head and took in the trespasser’s disrespectful sigh. ”Why ask me when you’re the one to answer that question?” the large secui wondered darkly; not at all intent to play along for the sake of simplicity. The dark hearted Rosen bared his fangs at the stranger in silence. ”So many creatures these days pretends to be something they’re not,” he now hissed out softly between yellowing teeth. Haku recognized the form of a cross dancing about the man’s neck and knew that Gabriel de le Poer carried the same symbol close to his heart. Such a strange coincidence.

RJ Sangster · 02-09-2010, 11:57 PM

ooc- I'll just skip Sic for the sake of gettin' RJ all joined up. Tongue

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The brown wolf was now suspicious of RJ of lying about who he was. As much as RJ didn't like it, he had to accept who he was, no matter how different he expected it to turn out. Even a missionary had to protect himself. RJ sat, his red fur flittering. And the Brown wolf retorted at his question, which wasn't supposed to happen. "That was a rhetorical question, sir. You don't answer it." How stupid was this wolf? The question was purely sarcasm, because no incapable man would attempt to wield a sword and expect to win a fight. His Lord made it so he would have to fight, and the red male sided with His judgment.

He then responded to the Rosen's other comment. "Well, sir, I was specifically raised and trained to fight, maim, kill, he stressed the last word, almost struggling to let it out. "So I come ready made to do so." He really hoped and prayed he still didn't have to. However, he noted that Haku was eying the rosary around his neck, which made the religious male uneasy. Why would he take such an interest in a minor detail?

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Haku Soul · 02-10-2010, 12:52 PM

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Yesh yesh Smile

An empty smile appeared in the large secui’s face; taking in the younger male’s daring insolence. How could he accept those who refused to display submission and increase trust to be granted? The distasteful behaviour of the stranger was unacceptable. ”You telling me what I can't do, stray?” the alpha wondered silently with his body full of dominance. He took a step towards the trespasser; feeling the urge to dig into the man’s throat with claws and teeth and show Sicarus the beauty of the crimson colour. Hackles had already started to slowly rise; increasing the secui’s compact body’s size. Haku was not at all impressed with this arrogant loner.

RJ Sangster · 02-12-2010, 04:50 AM

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It seemed that the wolf misunderstood his explanation. He wasn't telling him what to do, and it seems that the wolf was just asking for an excuse to beat up any poor soul. it was ironic that his name was Haku Soul, because as it turned out Haku soul didn't seem to have a soul. His stark blue eyes showed no sign of compassion for anyone, not for family or friend. At least, this was the way RJ saw it. He had a pretty good view from where he was. "I did not mean it like that, sir. That is simply what a rhetorical question is. I apologize for the misunderstanding." It pained him to say sorry to the Rosen. he did not deserve anything from RJ.

Then the brown male took a step forward, which made RJ even more uneasy. He did not know the male's intentions, but he figured they were probably not good. His steel eyes noted an symbol of the Devil himself on Haku's neck, which was more of a burn than a tattoo. It worried him further, and he kneeled down, making himself closer to the ground, but still looking at the Soul male.

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Sicarus de Ericeto · 02-12-2010, 08:12 AM

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Word Count: 503 Yeeeah, shit, I'm so sorry. :[ That was totally my bad and if I ever do anything like that again I should be beaten, hokay? :[[[[[

In Character

A certain type of quietus had fallen over the tawny-furred man then; his part was finished and it was time for the chocolate-furred subleader to make his decision. Sicarus would have placed RJ in the ranks in a heartbeat; he saw nothing beyond the man's skill with weaponry and he saw only that such a thing was needed in times as these. The yellow-furred man did not understand things such as betrayal and being back-stabbed by one's very own, so when the subleader's low-volume statement reached Sic's ears, he gave an almost pondering gaze in the direction of the leader, nodding his head as if enlightenment itself had just dawned on him in thanks to almighty Haku. And indeed, it was—not only was the blue-eyed Rosen displaying impeccable skills of dominance and leadership, he was perceptive and intelligent as well. It was not as if Sicarus had ever doubted these qualities within his leader; he was merely appreciative of being granted the honor of witnessing them in person.

At the stranger's comment, though, there was visible bristling in Sicarus. He did not think Haku ought to be corrected in such a manner; at most Sic was permitted to make a gentle observation, and even then he'd been instructed to consider his words very, very carefully in such a situation—leaders were such for a reason, and underlings were not worthy of questioning them in most situations. The tawny-furred wolf raised his coal-colored lip in disgust toward the newcomer, but he made no move forward as Haku did; ths was the leader's territory. Haku alone was to mete out punishment for insubordination. Sicarus was to intervene only at his leader's discretion, and of course when he deemed the Rosen's life was in great danger. Still, he made his presence known with a low growl, offering his undying and unwavering support for the alpha's actions, directing his menace toward the potenial newcomer. If Haku thought he was not to be trusted, Sicarus trusted in that judgment.

Haku Soul · 02-12-2010, 09:03 AM

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300+ Welcome to Crazy-Dahlia :]

Blue eyes did not approve of the stranger, and the low growl of the minion by his side encouraged the low rumble in the alpha’s own throat. The optime crouched down in silent submission, but was it enough? Haku’s simple yet strict demand was that there would be only obedience and acceptance for his rule. Was this fellow before him a man of God? Would he not recognize Lucifer’s spawn within the leader of Dahlia de Mai? The Rosen continued his stare, wondering if the man would start to burn to dust if he just stared long and hard enough. An ear flickered to the low growl by his side and his orbs eventually followed; gazing at the ideal soldier of Dahlia. Haku could be fooled, but he appreciated the personality that inhabited Sicarus’ brain. He needed people that were willing to sacrifice themselves for their leader’s greedy war.

”Sicarus,” the alpha darkly spoke, addressing the male by his side. ”Keep an eye on this one.” Haku did not care enough to investigate the disposable soul before him further, but he was not prepared to offer an inch of trust. He wondered if joiner resented him, but again there was no need to know. ”And take him with you on your next raid,” he added as he looked back at the man with the rosary, now smiling emptily. Why was the trespasser here? Why would he want to serve under a demon that was created by the antichrist? Those were questions that did not concern the earthen coated male. He just knew that they would all die in the end. It mattered little. ”And if he betrays us – kill him.” Haku Soul turned and left, wondering if he would ever see the newly accepted male again. He did not truly count on it. Then again, it did not matter. Nothing mattered.

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