Nowhere left to run

               “Listen very carefully. That girl has asked you very nicely to stop touching her and it seems your ears have failed you tonight;  so I’ll put it in a way you can understand, hm?” compulsion was a nifty little trick, one Lela loved to use, especially in moments like these. “You will never lay a hand on another girl, not even if she asks you too. You’ve been a naughty boy and this is your punishment, now go fetch me a drink” while her new toy was in fact doing as he was told, she noticed eyes on her and approached as a proud smile tugged at her cheeks. “He had it coming to him”

The answer Finn was hoping for didn’t come, but neither did the one he feared. There was hope in that, something he could hold onto. At the thought, he tugged at his sleeve which hid a tattoo — the only thing he had besides his memories to hold onto in regards to Reina. He looked to the nearby window she had just glanced towards, realizing what she had meant before. “I could get you a daylight ring if you want.” Despite the conversation, he dared to offer his help to her. He decided to drop everything they had been talking about, a choice brought on more by his anxiety than careful thinking. His dog, Padfoot, caught his eye. The pug had been quiet, off in the corner for the most part, but now he had come out to play. He made his way over to Reina, tag wagging and head looking up at her. A small series of barks escaped his mouth. “He’s pissed you haven’t pet him yet. Least you can do is say goodbye.” His words were directed at her interaction with the dog, but they rung true in their own.

“You seem surprised to see me? How could I pass up any chance to look like a peacock in a room of peahen? “Delphine laughed with no fear of heading into a possible situation “ I look good and there are drinks.  How can I resist”

“I mean... I’m not really surprised I expect a lot of people would turn up... but if anything you do look like one amazing peacock.” Reina laughed glancing around. “Well at least you know it and you’re not afraid to say it.”

               “This sort of makes me glad and hating myself for taking those dancing with Barry in my senior year. The only dance I know and yet people insist on dancing it all the time. Who said the Waltz is outdated?” 

“That was the worst drink I’ve ever had. And I’ve had unfiltered water in my youth.” Which to him said a lot. With disdain, he placed the glass a tray that just happened to pass him by, resulting in a glass from the waiter holding it. He paid no attention to it. “Where’s the food?”

                  It was surprising, to hear the woman suggest she didn’t go in. Whether it was actual concern or something of the like she did not know, but she wouldn’t vocalise her surprise either, instead taking a breath while the woman spoke. “If you’re sure. It’ll help a lot.” The woman nodded, locking eyes with the other. “Don’t do it if it can get you into trouble however. Even a prick like that wouldn’t be worth having you killed over.” 

“You’re probably right.” She shrugged. “It’s a little too early to pick a fight anyway.” Giuliana motioned to the clock above the counter, emphasizing the early hour. “I just wanted to eat my breakfast in peace.”

“Easy now, you’re starting to hurt my feelings.”

Rosalie didn’t understand what the woman was doing in the subways so far back that she would have encountered her. However, the woman’s words made her want to explore her a bit closer. Did she not realize that Rosalie was a shifter? Or was she playing? The bear climbed up over one of the benches between them then just stared at the woman.

The scent of the subways clogged her nose. It almost made her cringe. It wasn’t until Rosalie had gotten closer that he could tell her scent was different. She wasn’t a normal bear. Her eyebrow raised as she crouched down with her hands up showing that she meant no harm. “Hey.... I’m Reina.” Of course she wasn’t expecting the bear to speak back.

He had too look away from the smile she wore on her face, rubbing his neck. Finn took a deep breath, only then becoming aware again of the chinese food at out on his coffee table. He had not had a chance to take a bite from any of it, their conversation taking up his full attention. “You’re wrong. You were being nice — I asked you to come. It was selfish of me to do so. I mean, I’m all mixed up and— and there I go kissing you— I mean, what the hell was that? If anything was selfish, that was. I’m—” He had told her that he was sorry too many times that night, and just couldn’t utter the words again. It seemed their conversation was littered with apologies from both parties, but were either of them really at fault? He recalled the way she had glanced over at his front door moments ago. “You’re leaving, aren’t you? Is this the last time I’m going to see you?” He swallowed, looking to her with hopeful blue eyes. “You know where I live now.”

“And that is how you show them who remains on top.”

After everything going on, Rosalie just wanted to feel comfortable, she wanted to shed her skin and be in a form that nobody would mess with. The shifter went deeper into the subways than normal for her family just to be safe. It was then that the youngest Vale turned into the family favorite of a bear. It was then she heard footsteps walking toward her and let out a noise.

It was common that Reina would wander around at night when she wasn’t working. Somehow she had found her way to some subways. Her feet stopped moving when her ears picked up a noise. Her curiosity got the better of her as she moved closer. She gasped her enhanced vision picking up movement. A bear. Her first thought was why on Earth was there a bear? But then she figured she’d since stranger things so she dropped it. “Wow.” She breathed keeping her distance trying not to alarm the creature.