Canonmates needed

[vw_coyote]

Look, Mun, right? I'm amused that you think me running with a pack is the same as running with the pack, but let's be honest: It isn't.

Nothing can replace the pack I was with back home. Remember them? The Alpha I was engaged to? Yes, I'd give my left arm - thanks for breaking it by the way - to get Adam there. Even if he'd hate it. But at least I wouldn't be alone.

And can we stop with giving me some major injuries? I get that my roommate went crazy but really?

Just. Get me the pack, okay? Even one of them. Someone that I don't have to lie to out of the gate, and someone who understands. Please?



Canon: Mercy Thompson

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[mildlysexist]

Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes.

[He may be a jerk, and his tone over 9000 levels of douchebaggery, but he does offer a one-armed hug for her troubles.]

[vw_coyote]

... Ben? Well, you're not someone I expected to see here.

[mildlysexist]

Little short on imagination, love?

[vw_coyote]

[Snort.]

Can you blame me for hoping Adam was around?

[SMIRK.]

[mildlysexist]

[he eases his hands into the air in surrender.]

Far be it from me, my sweet lady of Mercy. So what's this about a broken arm?

[vw_coyote]

Broken arm, broken collarbone, broken ribs, dislocated shoulder, sprained wrist, bumps bruises.

I pissed off an Angel. On accident.

[mildlysexist]

Taking a leaf out of the book of wolves, are we? You don't heal like we do, love.

[... yeah okay he actually... looks concerned about that. A little. As much as he hides it, he adores Mercy, okay.]

So did this angel deserve it? I hope you paid them back in kind.

[vw_coyote]

[Alright, now she looks a little embarrassed.]

Actually, I asked where the clean towels were. We were room mates. She took off before I could get any hits in.

[A self-conscious cough.]

Think I could convince you to come to the island? Could use a few wolves around.

[mildlysexist]

My advice? Switch roommates.

[... he-- stills a little.]

It's not me you'd have to convince. Adam would have my head if he knew I'd left you alone.

[vw_coyote]

She's dead, Ben. And I moved into a different house.

[A sigh.]

I've been alone there for over a year, Ben. I can take care of myself.

[Except against Angels. Because ANGELS.]

[mildlysexist]

Well, any fight you walk away from, hm?

[He folds his arms and his expression darkens a little.]

I know you can. That's not the point I was trying to make.

[vw_coyote]

Or get carried away from.

[Ambulance.]

then get your tail to the island. If you're so worried about me.

[mildlysexist]

It pays to have friends to do the carrying, I'll admit.

[His look softens.]

Well, go on. Sell me on it, then.

[vw_coyote]

Silent Hill goes to Canada. Trapped on an island, with natives and other Newcomers, where sirens go off at night and the real monsters come out. Sirens go off in the morning, monsters go away. We've got angels, demons, a couple of gods. An entire vampire society; there's native werewolves, but none that particularly want to put up with a coyote.

[OOC: sirenspull! Mercy needs friiiiieeeeends.]

[mildlysexist]

Bully for them. As far as coyotes go, I've known much worse.

[He gives her a Look.]

My esteemed writer [note the sarcasm] is interested in knowing how fast-pasted it is. Given her busy social schedule and all.

[vw_coyote]

Thanks.

[Smirk.]

The Mun checks once a day, sometimes once every other day and can catch up pretty easily. It's considered medium-paced, whatever that is, with a pretty easy AC.

... Air conditioning?

[mildlysexist]

Oh, don't go thanking me. You're still mangy.

[he says it because he cares.]

Hmm. Well. I'll see what I can do, all right? No guarantees, love.

[vw_coyote]

[Eyeroll. She knows. She cares too.]

I'll keep an ear out for you, Ben. And save you some brownies.

[mildlysexist]

Oh, now that's just cruel.

[vw_coyote]

Cruel? How so?

[So much innocence.]

[strongestcoward]

Wow!


How selfish.