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OOC: Mars is out 
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Strong arms would pull him in an embrace from behind, by a man that Mars knew as a friend, but it did make Mars uncomfortable that this had been happening. It was weird to him, and he had almost struggled at first, but relaxed when he was in the embrace (if only because hugs were something that Mars could do). Mars also felt the cold gazes of every woman in the room. He didn't give a flying fuck. They could stare holes in his face all they wanted to. Mars felt empowered with his voice right now, and they could deal with it. His hackles were still standing up on his back as he stood there. Only one dared to approach him closer. Skye whispered stupid words to him. Asking him why he didn't stand up. Why he hadn't done anything. She tried to tell him that Shawchert did all he could. No. No. Shawchert didn't. Why would he go and search for Orin and his children by himself? If he believed in togetherness and all the bullshit he tried to push on the pack, then he would have the pack helping him find their missing member, one of their beloved writers that had been wronged and then chased from where she once felt safe. It was bullshit, and Mars saw through it with his hardheaded self. His breathing slowed, his body relaxed. He became much calmer within the moments he had finally spoke his mind and now. Mars nodded his head to Ouija, who let him go then and the husky man had stood as straight as he could. He showed no fear when the woman leader had come closer, no. .She was still talking to him and then Shaw had went off and said some things about how Mars didn't know how much he had been looking. Mars rolled his steel eyes behind his dark sunglasses and he lifted his lips to show his fangs to his leader once more. He obviously wasn't looking hard enough if the bastard was still in the lands.
Mars said nothing. Believe it or not but Mars had nothing to say to any of them right now, not because he was speechless, but only because he found that there was no one who thought the same as he besides the larger painted king, Ouija. Mars didn't care if he was backed up either, he just wanted to let others know that there was nothing that was being done at the present moment, and Mars did not believe that Shaw left his throne to look for his kids. Wouldn't there be a whole posse of CdAers out there right now looking for Orin, Titania, and Juliet. Mars didn't believe it. He watched everyone afterward. He put an unemotional line on his face again when Shaw left and then Krystalle had something to say to him. Angry words were directed towards him, and then she stormed out. Mars almost felt a part of him leaving with her, and he took a small step in her direction before Sky and her big fat mouth had to tell him something. Everyone was telling him things, and he definitely was not handling it right now. The man actually turned his head so fast towards the woman, that it almost looked as if he would break his neck with the action, but he obviously didn't and he lifted his lips to reveal his sharp canines to the woman. Don't you ever, EVER tell me what to do like that! the man snarled, at the woman, some spit included for the expression of rage he held from behind his sunglasses. There would have been an almost murderous look that would come over his face after he had told her not to tell him what to do. I'm not fucking stupid, I came with her, I'm leaving with her. he snarled, his hackles on end again. She had no right to tell him to go after her. Don't think you are all high and mighty, Sky. Fuck you and your high chair. the man snarled before he turned right then and ran after Krystalle. He had other things to deal with than that bitch, and he had nothing else to say to her either. She shouldn't have tried to order the tri-colored man around. Mars didn't like it, and he let her know as bluntly as he could. Now she could sit there and think about that. He didn't stay for her to way anything that would reach his ears. He tuned everything out but Krystalle Horzana, The beautiful Californian that loved him with all of her heart.