M, Breaking down the door
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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Ruthie);</style>Naniko D'Angelo
Dated to Feb 7


Evening had fallen over the lands, dark coming to cover the territory like a blanket. With it came a wave of cold air - the temperature had been falling all day but now it went even faster, nearing negative degrees around the border area that she approached. The Angela had been missing her friend ever since the feast they had gone to together during the Winter Festival but hadn't felt the need to go and seek him out until this night. She had brought a few items that she hoped he would enjoy - some alcohol and a big baggie of the stuff Barrett always gave to her - the plant that made her feel great and relaxed. She shivered a little despite her cloak and opened up one of the bottles to take a swig of the liquid inside. It burnt her throat on the way down and she coughed a bit, reaching down to pick up a handful of snow and swallow it down. Her throat immediately felt better. She took a joint from the pouch around her waist, reaching into her cloak pocket for something to light it with.


The female had the pack on her back, the belt around her waist, and a long dark cloak on that fell all the way down to the tops of her feet...but nothing else. She normally didn't feel cold but tonight was especially chilly. She wouldn't have even carried the pack if she hadn't needed to. She'd chosen to come partially to see Jazper but partially just for the walk itself. Nani had been drinking a bit...more toward the end of the trip than the beginning...and she'd been smoking throughout. It'd been a great day. She crossed the border without a second thought, so intent on seeking Jazper. She entered the territory and walked for an undetermined amount of time, trying to locate his scent among the others. When she did, she stalked the smell until she came up against a giant curved wall. "Jazper!" She called, pounding her fist against the wood. "JAZZ, I HAVE PRESENTS FOR YOU, MANNN" She called.

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OOC / +300


Night had fallen and he was quickly growing tiered of travelling. All he wanted to do was get back to the fort and to his own bed. He had been travelling all day, back from Ichika where he had brought X’yrin a small token of thanks for her work with Wayne as well as spent some time getting to know a few more Ichika members. It was quite a large pack and he had found himself constantly introducing himself and reassuring the members that he had permission to be within the boarders. Now he sat on top of Vito once more, happy to be almost home. His riding was still poor, wobbling from side to side with little elegance, and Vita, although a patient horse, was unsure of the male riding him and thus the two made for an interesting scene.


He had passed the boarders a short while ago, relief filling him to be home, not that he had not enjoyed his stay in the North, it was simply nice to be home. A sudden sound caused his ears to perk and his head to point in the direction of the Fort with attention and concern in his eyes. Why in Fenris’s name would Naniko be on his land? Urging the white stallion into a gallop he clung to his mane, hopping his mass would keep him on the beast. The stonewalls came into view quickly now and Vito came to a halt, clicking in annoyance at the while fae who was yelling before them.


His brows frowned as he clumsily made his way off the horse to open the gates, What the hell are you doing Nani? He could smell the alcohol, as well as some other strange substance, on her. Pulling the gates open the large horse elegantly trotted into the shelter of the walls, not even glancing at it’s owner in acknowledgment. Not having time to deal with his horses poor manners the alpha turned his head to his friend, What have you got for me?



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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Ruthie);</style>Naniko D'Angelo
Dated to Feb 7


Every second that passed felt like an hour. Naniko took drink after drink from her bottle as time passed, her fists pounding on the door over and over again. Eventually somebody would come to let her in! And once she told them who she was and what she was here for, she felt that they would let her in. She was an important lady in her pack, and a friend of the alpha's! Hopefully they would respect that fact and believe her. She'd come in without permission...that was true. But she was intoxicated now and that fact was out of her head by the time it managed to cross her mind.


Naniko began to howl and whine in a rather pitiful nature, unhappy that she hadn't been able to reach her friend and give him the presents that she had brought. She kept one fist pounding while she puffed on her joint, smoke coming from her nose every few moments. She wanted to see Jazper and that was that - she would have to wait it out. She'd stay as long as she needed for him to come back. "Jazzzzzzzzzz" She called sadly.


Her prayers were soon answered as the sound of hoofbeats reverberated through the area. She turned slowly, catching sight of the male just before he opened his mouth to speak to her. "Jazzy! I walked all the way here..but..it was boring so I drank some drink!" She said loudly, stumbling toward him. "I came in - is it OK? I thought it was OK but..well you aren't mad at me, are you?!" The Angela seemed horrified at this thought, hugging her bottle close to her chest. "I got you a present, Jazzy. I..It's in my bag. Can I come inside, pleassseeee?"

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OOC: I have James' permission to PP the walk to his room. Smile / +300


Looking at her he wondered how long he she had been standing her screaming. The noise was particularly sad and very irritating to the ears. She was damn lucky that no one had arrived here before he had, though they would have taken care to ask her to leave and find out why she was here before becoming aggressive. He trusted his pack members to take care when dealing with intruders for they never knew who was a friend of another member. Still, he was thankful she was safe, especially in her current intoxicated state.


She quickly began to whine in his direction and he fought the urge to growl at her, not an aggressive and mean sort of growl, but a ‘please stop that noise’ sound. How did she expect to lead a pack in this condition of sad drunkenness? No no, I’m not mad. You’re always welcome here Nani. He reassured and made his way over to her as she asked if she could come in. You better. He agreed. She would be of no use out here whining and howlin’ all night keeping his members awake. In the interest of his friends and pack mates he scooped her off her feet and into his large arms, Come a long love. He sighed. He truly was a good friend to those he cared about, more than willing to go out of his way to help them.


He began to move into the village which made up his little home, across the grass in front of the Courthouse, through the doors, up the stairs, and finally into his room. As he walked quickly he hummed a little song, a happy but slow tune, in hoped of getting the wolfess in his arms to remain silent. His room was well kept as always and he had no trouble making his way to the bed and placing his friend on the many fur blankets that he had sewed together himself. There, now you can sleep. He teased lightly with a wink, settling onto the bed beside her.




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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Ruthie);</style>Naniko D'Angelo


Every canine had their issues, and Naniko was no different. She liked to partake in drugs and alcohol...not too frequently, but often enough. It was what had gotten her into so much trouble in her last pack. Now she was the top bitch, though, and made the rules. Drugs and alcohol were A-Okay in Anathema! She hadn't intended to get this drunk, but the fact that it was socially acceptable in her pack had definitely contributed to her idea that drinking was an alright thing to do. Jazper didn't seem to upset by her antics, either, and she grinned widely at him as he came closer. He was such a big guy, she realized. Not many could top her in size due to her D'Angelo heritage - her father Roman had been massive.


He was going to let her inside! She nearly yipped with joy, but the sound was cut off as she was scooped up off of her feet. Only Ravesque had been big enough to handle her weight in the past, and the action surprised her into silence. She remained quiet as he hummed along, simply smiling and holding onto her bottle and spitting out the dead end of her marijuana-stick. She'd never been this far inside..what a lucky day this was! "I brought you things, Jazz. I brought you some bottles. And some plants" She was giving him a very important gift, things that were pretty hard to come by. She hoped that he liked them..as soon as she was set down she made to grab them out of her bag, pulling them out to show him. "Do you want any? Or..I'm kind of tired. D'You wanna sleep?" She asked in rapid succession. She cleared the items off of the bed, then went back to the side she'd been sitting on originally. If he did choose to sleep, it wouldn't be long before she would follow him.

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Naniko was quiet. It was a relief to the giant to have some silence, unsure how long she had been hollering outside of the Fort for. He would have to make sure there was a member on guard from now on every night. As he carried her and hummed he thought of how things had changed in the past couple of years. The white queen had known him since he was a young boy and had been his leader until he had grown into a young warrior and a soon to be father. When she had been kicked out he had been torn between loyalty to his pack mates and his loyalty for her. She had been in a dark place then, but she found refuge as the leader of Anathema, though it seemed she still held her wild side.


Once she was placed on the bed she began talking again, instead of sleeping like suggested. Remaining quiet Jazper sat down on the bed next to her, intrigued by what the gifts could be. She took some things out of her bag and the midnight warrior collected them and moved them over to a side table. Alcohol and the drug that she would use back in Crimson Dreams, a thing that had gotten her in trouble. She asked if he wanted some or if they should sleep and he quickly answered, I think it’s best if we just sleep. He was concerned about the drug he knew just enough about to know he would not leave it around openly for the pack. It could be used to relieve some pain from patients but he would probably only allow respected members around it.


Rolling onto the bed and onto he back he pushed some of the furs over Naniko’s lap and quickly undressed, slipping as fast as he could under a separate blanket of furs. He hoped that the white lady would behave and go to bed as he had been traveling most of the day back from Ichika no Ho-en and Fenris knew that it had taken a lot out of him. After a moment of silence he quickly slipped into slumber exhausted from his trip and unable to keep his eyes open anymore.



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