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He growled, eyeing her with bright, vicious eyes. Something changed, though. After a moment of watching her, the Wolf went silent, instead bowing...
The Wolf made quick work of the man, silencing his attacks. After a few moment, he then turned to her, his hackles raised and his teeth bared, a...
He watched and squinted before groaning slightly. "God. First, she spills coffee all over me, now..." He sighed before he starting moving over...
He frowned, noticing the tears. He hesitated, trying to figure out if he should approach. * * * Her eyes lightened with understanding and she...
Gideon was walking past the motel when he noticed Veronica. He squinted at her before ducking his head, trying to remain unseen. * * * She...
Gideon was walking through the streets, the collar of his coat turned up against the cold as he headed home. His black shoes shone dimly in the...
She considered him thoughtfully, her arms crossed and her hand tugging on her bangs. "And now you're a leader?" she asked, tilting her head. *...
She finished cleaning the mug and dried it, tucking her white hair behind her ear and setting the mug on the counter. Her hands were dainty on the...
(Zoop?) * * * She turned back to the sink to wash it, her head bowed slightly. "So..." she began slowly, focusing on her task. "What's your...
He headed back down the hall, turning the corner and leaving. *** She set down her mug with the rest of the ones that lined the counter and she...
He rolled his eyes before straightening up. "Good luck with your research," he said easily, straightening up. * * * She almost laughed. As it...
"A new shirt?" he suggested, gesturing to the chair. "A gift card to get coffee?" * * * She inclined her head for a moment, standing up...
He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head. "You don't need to help; I'm not hiring you." * * * Her gaze flickered over to him and she lowered her...
He smirked, sticking his hand in his pockets as they approached a desk towards the window. "Here you are. Does this work?" * * * Beck leaned...
“I figured you were at the time. And now I imagine you’re even more mortified. Don’t worry about it.” *** He visibly refocused, turning back to...
He nodded, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Of course. All I ask is that you don’t spill anymore coffee on anyone.” *** “Beck,” he...
He nodded, clicking the pen when he had finished writing and standing up. "Yes, I think that should be fine. I can show you to a desk." * * *...
He nodded slightly, pulling out a small pad of paper. "I think that should be just fine, Ms. Sova. Is this just for today?" he asked, writing...
His brow furrowed, but he didn't seem angry. Judging by the slight leaning forward of his shoulders, he was interested. "A survey? What of?" *...
He raised an eyebrow thoughtfully before straightening up, returning to his desk. "No matter. What can I help you with, Miss...?" * * * She...
