just the good ol' boys

[Dreyrugr]

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He was glad to leave the overwhelming commotion of the party behind him. He had made his appearance, caught up with his sister, and been there when Alexey had proudly made mention to the entire get-together that the couple was now official. He had expected her to do the typical girly motions of telling anyone and everyone she knew, but he hadn't expected one huge declaration to the entire pack at one moment. The sudden attention on him, barely a stranger to nearly every member of Dahlia, became instantly uncomfortable. Drey was never one for epic social gatherings anyway. He was usually the quiet shadow looming in the background keeping an eye out for a rowdy trouble-maker, or brooding silently in a corner with an aura of "don't even think about coming over" surrounding him. He enjoyed a good time well enough, as his sister so often liked to remind him in regards to the company he'd never found himself lacking, but the overwhelming atmosphere of a party crowd was just not his style. He'd made his appearance, and now he wanted nothing more than to go off somewhere and share the night with just him and the unopened bottle of whiskey in his hand.


Upon leaving the get-together, Drey had quietly slipped back to the house and grabbed the bottle before slipping back out into the night. The delightful scent of roasting meat still permeated the atmosphere, but the male had no current appetite for anything but the alcohol. It took him awhile of walking to try to find a good solitary spot to spend the night, and apparently he wasn't the only one who thought it was perfect. Drey paused as he caught movement ahead, the form of the chocolate Lilium barely visible in the dark night. Kol had told Drey a great deal about the Lilium she admired, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity to get to know him for himself. Bottle of Jack in hand, the Stormbringer made his way nonchalantly over to the blue-eyed male, hoping he wasn't intruding but ready to excuse himself politely if the head scout truly wished to be alone.

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[Haku Soul]

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Brilliant blue rose to gaze upon the intruder that invaded his privacy. The Lilium knew this was a rather fresh face. The last members he had greeted had so far proved to be a big disappointment, and the approaching brute had already managed to disappoint the sub-leader of Dahlia. The announcement of the fresh mateship between the pack’s caregiver and the newcomer had not managed to escape his ears, and the man had been stamped as useless in the Soul man’s book. However, there was some curiosity present. The Dahlian party was far from over, but the other man had decided to make an early leave. For a moment the brown man pondered if the lower ranked member had followed him, but a quick glance at the drink in the other man’s hands soothed the paranoia. Haku was positive there had not been any of that particular brand present near the fire, so the other had obviously gone somewhere and found it before coming his way.

The Lilium only stared at the other. He lifted the opened bottle of smooth white wine and let it embrace his taste buds before it left a warm and comfortable trace down his throat. This was an evening devoted to celebration and merriness, but it was hard to keep up a smiling mask when he originally was a type that loathed such gatherings. He could hold hunts and meetings, but only as long as causality kept its distance. Haku’s intense gaze was not hinting that the other male should get the fuck off his grass, though it was not directly inviting either. Haku could always give second chances if an individual could prove itself useful for future achievements, but this Drey had to make the impression himself. Haku had no wish to help him on the way.

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