Glædwine "Gale" Hargravee

"I mean people can wait here till I get back if they want to. I do not mind at all." Anders shrugged it wasn't like he charged money or anything of the sort. Anders looked up at the ceiling. "Roof. Roof sounds good." the pain of unfurling wings was not hing compared to the joy of taking flight.

"Alright, as you wish," the town as safe but he was used to the outside not being safe and locking everything up. They headed to the roo together and he undressed from the waist up. He was excited for this too, even with the pain, flying with his friend was great. "I haven't had a good friend like you in ages."

Brushing off Gale's shoulders he held up a mirror of his friend to admire his work, clearly a superior breed of cut given as he was more than skilled in his craft. Though he would still prefer if people let him pull teeth instead. He had been mislead as his job tilted was the same, though the job duties were much less now. Anders threw his arms around Gale's shoulders hugging him from behind. "Yay! Let's go all the way up and touch the top of the barrier."

"Are you closing shop before we go or shall we go straight to the roof?" He asked his friend. He always tried to explain things but he knew it wasn't easy for Anders to understand certain things either. Things were very different here but he was sure his friend would get used to it eventually.

"Police?" Anders asked with a quirk of his head. "Why do the police need your help? I hear you do not execute criminals when you catch them here. That is novel. Makes me wonder what you do with them though." Not that he had met any criminals and it was probably hard to want to commit crimes when all your needs were sated. Anders worked meticulously making sure everything was nice and even for his friend. He wanted Gale to look his best after all. "What are you doing after this? Want to go for a fly?"

"Criminals go to jail to serve their sentence, their sentence is given to them by a judge who sees their crimes and gives them a just sentence so they can change their ways. It doesn't always work and some of them never go out. It gives young people a chance to change but it's a let down for bigger criminals," he explains or tries to. As for the proposal... he wasn't sure he wanted to go through that pain, but flying with his friend sounded nice. "Alright, we can fly after this."

"Just a trim it is then." Anders took a comb and scissors and began to work, precise and efficient. "So how is life going for you friend? Anything of note happening for you lately? I hear odd rumors around town, though I know not what I should or should not be listening to."

Soon, Anders began to work on his cut. "Well, I've been helping the police in town. Outside of that, not much has happened for me lately. It's been a bit boring." He didn't shrug as he wanted because he didn't want to mess up Ander's work.

"definitely toooo sober to learn dancing in a club." that b was emphasized, it also sounded a little funny to him, but he didn't comment this time. the new drink came at just the right time & it did not live to see hear the next song. "and too sober to grind in public." the empty glass was set down on the counter, the back of his hand dragged across his mouth in case he spilled a little. he didn't, not a drop wasted.

"you're in the wrong place if you're tryna shakespeare folks." did he know the lines? nah, not exactly. but even tipsy, ryan could tell ... that speech pattern apart from ordinary. "niiiice try, though. jus' half the kids here would think you deluded right 'bout now, but iiiii gotta compliment ya on the effort." leaning halfway on the counter, he waved for another drink, hoping that one & the next would kick in soon, so he could move on forward with this. "mmmmm, tell me what a haaandsome stranger like you's doin' here hittin' on people at a bar?"

"Sorry. I was born in a different time," he had been in and out of New Haven for years not wanting to age at first, but now? Now were dangerous times and he had decided to stick around and face it all. Make friends, maybe form a family, and eventually grow old. "And apologies for calling you boy, it's a bad habit."

"Well, I was hoping to take someone home tonight," he replied to his question with honesty. "People call me Gale, my actual name is a little hard to pronounce," especially with his drunk the man was. "What are you doing here tonight getting drunk all alone? Trying to forget something? Someone?"

"So  what  are  we  doing  today.  I  can  do  anything  you  like,  I  can  even  dye  your  hair  green  if  you  want.  People  will  not  let  me  do  that  for  some  reason."

"Green?!" He frowned at the idea and laughed. "Well, of course, no one wants to dye their hair green. Is not St Patrick's Day, for one, and it's an ugly color, for second." He's just teasing him of course. "No, just a trim. It's getting long and it's starting to bother me."

Anders  found  this  new  time  to  be  quite  fulfilling  so  far,  despite  the  breaks  in  the  barrier,  he  was  much  more  docile  and  at  ease  in  this  place  than  he  was  back  in  the  past.  While  Anders  was  confident  in  his  own  skills,  it  didn't  mean  he  wasn't  on  edge  in  case  there  was  a  fight.  Here  it  was  peaceful,  and  generally  much  more  at  ease.

Gale smiled. "It's not a bribe, it's a gesture of goodwill." He says, leaving the bag on a counter. "I'm here for a haircut and decided to take a walk first and passed by the bakery, so..." he shrugged as if it was nothing.

a collection of prompts for bad situations that two muses might find themselves in together, ranging from minor inconveniences to life-or-death scenarios. change & alter as needed.

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did he regret dedicating his life to his child & work? nah. he wasn't looking to be with someone, he couldn't even bear the thought of waking up with an alpha in his home - or opening his heart to one again. nah. he had no regrets, but he still regretted ... the lack of.. integrity among alphas. because if their kind was less what they were & more decent in nature, he wouldn't have to spent the majority of his life despising their kind & he knew that it didn't help that he had to cut down on suppressants pretty much completely & his body now had to deal with all that stupid.. biological nonsense again.

maybe that was the reason he felt the cravings more intensely lately? it didn't matter why, really. ryan had snuck home after work, had prepared food for his son & put on the most embarrassing outfit he could make himself wear. angel helped. he was, unfortunately, way too supportive of ryan's bad habits, but he also knew how to dress himself for attention, which was an ability ryan had not been blessed with. tonight ... was a dark purple, almost see-through long-sleeved shirt or blouse or both, which he'd unbuttoned down to shortly above his belly button.

at the bar, it was ... the same, usually. get hammered, wake up in someone's bed, sneak out - remember as little as possible. was it a sound plan? nah. was it one that worked out as well as he hoped? nah. did that mean he was planning to change anything about it up? nah. & yet it seemed mother nature was on his side this fine wednesday evening, because she sent him a gift. if he wasn't already impressively drunk on way too many shots, he would've grabbed that hand on his waist, would've spun them around & pushed the fucker to the ground, but alas... he simply let it rest there. "not ..much of a dancer. but..." & that u dragged out quite a moment to emphasize the general blurriness of his voice & he leaned up & in a little to bring their faces closer, dark eyes locking with the other's, "drinks, drink... drinking, that's the fun part, ain't it? could use some more." he was definitely too sober still to leave, but not nearly sober enough to think even for just a second that this was a bad idea.

This warm body wasn't a vampire, though, and he was very handsome and very provocatively dressed. His slurred speech told him he was a little more than tipsy, and he wasn't sure this was a good idea. Still, his decisions had been littered with bad choices. "Aren't you a little too drunk, pretty boy?" He asked but didn't stop the bartender from giving him another drink.

"I could teach you how to dance, even if you are a little drunk," he says leaning in to scent him and God, did he smell good. He almost purred but instead growled a little, and he took another deep breath just to keep his dragon in check. "There's nothing better than grinding the bodies together in public," nothing too sexual but nothing saint about it. He was into exhibitionism, but he knew most people weren't.

He sipped from his drink and sighed at the taste, he was speaking clearly, walking clearly, but you could smell the alcohol in his breath if you were close enough. "Doubt thou the stars do are fire; doubt thou the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I like you." He quoted William Shakespeare modifying the line a little bit to say like instead of love, but his pronunciation had been more than perfect as this was the language he was most used to using.

he could beat most of willowshire's inhabitants with a hand bound behind his back & that was the only reason he felt even remotely safe here & let sam out of his sight for half the day at a time. he knew if anybody tried something, be it with him or her - he'd let hell rain down upon this village. maybe gale was different, maybe he wasn't. it didn't matter. he was an alpha. he was cursed, like silas was - just in a different way. at the end of the day alphas were the same. entitled, cocky little shits. like fuckin' dante.

eyes on the other as he moved, his every twitch assessed & categorized, so silas could ensure gale wasn't up to anything funky. he did move closer whenever silas so much as fuckin' blinked. soft growl rumbling in his chest when the alpha's hand came to rest upon his hip. careful now, little puppy. "trust is for fools and cubs." it wasn't personal, maybe gale was a great guy, who knew? but trust, with silas, wasn't on the table, least of all on a first date.

sob story or not. most alphas saw themselves as white knights in shining armor, throwing themselves in front of carriages for omegas that only needed help because they existed in the first place. yeah, yeah. "doubt your family would appreciate knowin' you died tryin' to keep a promise." there was no protecting silas. if he failed, nobody else could do it - least of all someone less skilled than him. it was wishful thinking if gale thought he could protect him from sindra's lackeys whom he knew would eventually catch up with him, find out his whereabouts & try to drag him back home. silas had no intention to go willingly - or alive for that matter. "your secret's safe with me, but it ain't changin' a thing. i ain't easy." he warned him.

"My parents are...gone now, died fighting some thieves. I was too weak to defend them and they were too many. Left me almost dead, Liam saved me and trained me. Zion came after, pregnant and alone. We took him in too. He had gone through some shit too, he didn't speak a lot at first but slowly opened up to us. We never touched him inappropriately either, and he became family at some point. When the farm was attacked we sent him on his way here and attracted the attackers to us, covering his tracks, and killing whoever came looking for him."

Gale leaned on a rock and looked at him. "I'm sure you don't need my protection, you aren't Zion either, but I am offering it anyways because I care about you. I know you aren't easy and I wish I could take away all your pain but I cannot change your past. All I can offer is myself as I am and my protection, my services as a blacksmith too, and maybe more if you want it so in the future."

He looked away, at some flowers growing near. "You're beautiful, Silas, you truly are. Like a rose maybe, beautiful and elegant but strong and able to protect yourself. You'll see with time if you can trust me. I won't push it now though."

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🎬 go to the movies

🍔 go to a fast food restaurant

🍝 go to a restaurant

🍷 go to a fancy restaurant

🍸 go to a bar

🐅 go to a zoo

🐠 go to an aquarium

✨ go stargazing

👚 go shopping

🎢 go to an amusement park

🎤 go to a concert

🩰 go to the opera

💃🏽 go dancing

☕️ go to a café

🏛 go to the museum

✈️ go on a trip

⛺️ go camping

🎰 go to a casino

⛵️ go sailing

🚤 go on a yacht

🚢 go on a cruise

🍛 have dinner at home

📺 watch TV

🌂 kiss in the rain

🍓 have a picnic

💘 go on a first date

👫 meet the parents

💍 propose

he doubted it.

gale, though, seemed like he had skipped the first, second and fifth step already & silas knew he shouldn't .. play along. he shouldn't let the other lull him into this semi-sleep of comfort, in which silas was not a fugitive with little to no social skills. gale was stuck in this little puppy fantasy & silas should be stopping this right now. he was nowhere near ready for any of it. he couldn't give the other what he clearly desired & while he wanted to let the wave carry him along, he .. knew he shouldn't.

"yeah." maybe one day. maybe he'd be fuckin' normal one day. maybe one day he could look at an alpha & not feel rage bubble up inside him, or feel himself go dead-stiff if one passed by too closely. maybe one day he could at least pretend to be okay. "maybe."

adjusting a little on that rock, silas pulled his legs in, crossing one underneath him, leaning back a little & keeping himself upright with a hand behind him. more compliments. that look in the alpha's eyes, like he'd never seen anybody ..like him. pffht. why was he so infatuated with him? it was a fuckin' mystery. "they did. mother nature blessed them." him, too, in that regard. he didn't know what he would've done if they presented omega. they'd be too old to... end it, for them. but they didn't, he didn't have to think about any of that. sam worried him, daily, but he knew there was still time & being away from the royal city surely would help... if the unspeakable happened.

he'd never been asked if he wanted to bring life into this world. his answer would've been clear. never. he'd never have risked it, never would've taken the risk of bringing an omega into this world - or any world, really. he knew the pain, the struggles. he'd never wish that on anybody else, least of all those he cared for. "i do know. i've lived in one." tense at the initial touch, silas remained silent, watching the water flow. he's not doing anything, calm down.

"I thought so when you said royal guard," he says interlocking their fingers together momentarily before letting go to just keep touching his hand.

"Wonderful beings omegas are," he says then. "They can bring life into this world despite all the pain they go through. They shouldn't be on the lower end of the food chain but on the top, ruling it all, though I prefer to see everyone as equals. An alpha can have a shit life too though," he says thinking of Liam and their many conversations, that...sadness? No, he wouldn't call it sadness but it wasn't anything good. "But it's nothing like the lives omegas have to go through sometimes and it is more often as well." He pauses to observe him and then shakes his head smiling sadly. "What I want to get to is...I see your reactions, Silas, I can tell what happened to you just by it alone and I am in no way an expert at figuring people out. I know people must tell you this all the time but I'm not going to hurt you. it's a matter of principles, morals, and ethics, something some alphas don't have but something my parents made sure I did."

He moves closer then, placing a hand over his hips but not yet pressing their bodies together as the position was rather awkward. "I know it's asking too much, but, please trust me?" He smiles again, sadly once more, and looks into his eyes.

He hesitated about telling him this but he wouldn't be telling the true identity of his omega friend, so why not? Maybe his little story would help Silas trust him. "There's an omega in this town that me and Liam befriended long ago," Gale says telling him who the omega was exactly. "We were family for four years on this farm somewhere in the world but we aren't related and no, we didn't have sex with one another. We made sure he was safe during his heats but we never ever touched him in that way. We protected him and still do. These people came for him and his child one day, and we...dispatched them. We told him to run here while we lead them somewhere else and any time we met one of these guys we...killed them. We traveled all over the world just to protect this one omega we care so much about because he's like family. And Liam probably will get angry at me for telling you this, for telling you who he is, but it's the only proof I can ever give you and I am trusting you with this too though there's nothing for him to fear, we will always keep him safe though I don't need to keep you safe I will anyways."