THEO

“You know, you are the worst werewolf I have ever seen. And I’ve met many.” Rebekah took a step back, attempting to avoid the coffee he made the original spill. Theo was lucky she didn’t get any of the hot liquid on her or she’d likely be playing football practice with his head. “Then again,” The blonde placed a hand to her hip and sighed softly. Somehow, his clumsy dorkiness was so refreshing and human. “You never were like the rest, love. I can’t say if it is annoying or endearing.”

  “That’s probably because the majority you’ve met kind of have a thing about that whole...species war...-or maybe you’re just right.” He was TERRIBLE, sometimes he did wonder if he’d been born in the wrong world. As if someone was actually laughing at him because he had no idea how to be what the rest of the pack were. “I’m just...really old and tired I guess.” 

      brixton cocked his head to the side as he approached. he could have kept to himself. not everything that involved one of the pack members had to be his business but he figured that he would at least see what was going on. “ is there a problem? “

  It wasn’t like he wanted to start a war or drama in general, if anything he’d rather just deny that anything was going on and get on with his day...-which seemed incredibly plausible when the other man came waltzing along. “Not anymore I guess...-i’m really not that scary looking am I?” He almost wanted to chuckle at himself. 

being freshly undaggered meant that he needed a fresh suit. although none of the options in beacon falls were particularly desirable, he’d found something that would do the job. he was in a good mood, all things considered, so he decided to do a good deed. he’d seen the accident occur, although theo was at fault, he seemed genuinely apologetic for what had happened. he touched the human on the shoulder, looking into their eyes. “this was an unfortunate accident. kindly forget it happened.” compulsion had been an accidental discovery hundreds of years ago, and it had been useful ever since. 

  He’d seen them from afar, the Mikaelsons..though by all means unlike his Alpha there was certainly a desire to stay far away from all that they were; it did seem as if death merely followed them around like the plague (or trouble did by any means) but there was a relief that came with meeting the more...morally inclined brother of the lot. “Thanks...I actually appreciate what you did.” Battle of the species wasn’t really something he cared all that much about. “You’d think being as old as I am i’d be able to handle situations better.” 

           “ i think i’m actually becoming a regular here. how unfortunate. “ dani found himself frequenting the grill a bit more often than what he would have liked. granted, it helped with the urge to sink his teeth into about any open neck that he could find so he figured maybe drinking was a little better than going on a rampage through town. sure, he was allowed to do as he pleased as long as he didn’t kill anyone in order to keep his daylight ring in tact but dani had never been one to be constrained under someone elses rules.

   You’d imagine that pack mentality ran deep, the very core of who he was laid in LOYALTY and yet sometimes he’d pay to be anything but what he was. It was easy to get lost in the crowd at least, everyone had their roles and he just liked being the invisible one because that way what did he have to lose (you could also argue the lack of what he had to gain). “Should I question why that’s such a bad thing?”