#quote chat

Echo: and strategically available to rescue us if things go wrong-

Tech: and things will inevitably go wrong-

Wrecker: its the best way to include you!

Nico: In my defence it was dark...

Okay so maybe he had gotten the mistress a little too worked up, maybe he could hve kept his tongue to himself and shut up for once in his damn life, but, well, he didn’t. Now he was sitting in the Emergency room with a silver bar through his arm, slowly sizzling the skin that tried to continually heal around it. He was a little surprised that human bloke wasn’t the one who came through the door, but it was an oh-so-pleasant surprise to see the handsome doctor that did. “It’s a long story, but let’s just say I don’t want t’pull it out myself?” He said with the best apologetic smile he could.

“Ezra,” he said, smirking, “Not seen yeh in yonks, mate, d’yeh need anythin’?”

"If yer wantin' t'ask mroe questions, boyo, I'm in a more talkative mood, considerin' it's not 3 o'clock in th'bloody mornin' now," he said, smirking a little.

On his last couple of days 'free', Mal had taken to walking the woods. He knew he'd get little chance to do so once back in the Chateau, and the slaves still weren't allowed outside, so he knew he'd have to get his fill now. The scent that crossed his nose made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up, even if he didn't know why. The wolf stood still, waiting for the other to make himself known. He was a bit afraid, the power of that scent meant it could only be the Alpha, one he'd not yet encountered since enslavement. Head down, he waited until he was spoken to.