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[color=gray][i]Near Kari's House[/i][/color]
[sub][b]Mentions:[/b] None. [b]Direct Dialogue: Drake ([@Punished GN])[/b][/sub]


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The trees were bathed in an icy electrical glow as the halberd hovered ominously in front of Luna's eyes.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“...Shimatta. [i](Damn it.)[/i]” [/b][/color]She mumbled, eyes focused on the tip of the weapon.

[quote=Drake][color=3874f4]”... Take that mask off, stand up against the tree, and keep your hands where I can see them. 

“You're coming down with me. We're gonna find out who you are and why you're stalking us. And if you're that Wolf Bastard, [i]you're dead[/i].”[/color][/quote]

Luna swallowed nervously behind the mask. She knew Drake very well. One wrong move, and he'd have no problem showing her exactly what his abstraction did. Judging from how pissed off he was, it'd be stronger than getting tazed, for sure.

Thoughts passed through her head at lightning speed. She could still try to run. But, given how close that halberd was to her face, and how Drake was watching her like a hawk, it was very unlikely she'd get very far, even if she had some amount of the element of surprise on her side. He didn't know her abstraction, after all.

Not yet, at least.

The moment the mask came off, she was certain this conversation would take a very, very dark turn. He'd put two and two together, know who she was, what she was trying to do.

She had to play this to her advantage. She had to convince him she had pure intentions. Her future in this coven depended on it. If she even had a slim chance of being accepted, she had to comply. Hell, she'd probably have to grovel, and even then, her chances were dicey. But she had to. She had to convince Drake she wasn't the enemy.

Certainly, she wasn't the Wolf they were after.

Everything she was hung on this moment. Her desire to be a part of the coven, instead of watching it from afar like a lonely kid. Everything depended on this moment.

With her throat feeling unfairly parched, Luna slowly slid her hands out from behind her head, keeping them raised, fingers spread in the air. They were empty.

Eyes shifting from the tip of the halberd to Drake's stony face, Luna shifted her weight and got to her feet, back uncomfortably pressed against the rough bark of the spruce.

Her hands moved to her mask, and she grit her teeth, willing herself to speak.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“Okay, okay you got me. Drake, I can explain. I'm not Father Wolf, but-”[/b][/color]

Should she come clean or not? With Drake, she knew any bullshit she pulled now would only be marked against her. 

She took a deep breath.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“-But I have been spying on you. Not because someone ordered me to. Well, that's partially true. But that's not the point. You're in danger. I know everything. I know about the police raid, I know about the gang fight, and I know tensions are high between you and the 8th Street. I know you keep losing members to a serial killer by the day.”[/b][/color]

She swallowed the lump in her throat, her words becoming more jumbled and rushed by the second. She was suddenly reverted back to how she was ten years ago, the outcast who thought it was wise to mix business with friends.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“I- I know you need help. Please, let me help you. The vision- Kari went to someone. An unknown third party. I can use my connections and find out who. Please, please trust me.”[/b][/color]

Her hands moved to hover open-handed in the air, and she sank to her knees, branch swaying underneath her. There was a pleading tremble in her voice.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“Drake, I was a stupid kid all those years ago. I have regretted my actions every day since getting kicked out. I should have never sold coven secrets, and I should have never tried to poach members. If I could do it all over again I'd have never done it. I'd have never hurt you, and hurt what we had built.”[/b][/color]

There was a hitch in her throat. 

[color=bcbcbc][b]“I have missed my family, my covenmates, every day. Every day I'm plagued by heavy guilt. I can never rest. I daydream of our memories, hoping one day I could live that again.”[/b][/color]

Luna was speaking so fervently that her voice broke as wetness entered her eyes. She kneeled there, masked face dropping to stare at Drake's feet. A hand slowly slipped under the mask to wipe hot tears away.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“...Kuso![i] (Fuck!)[/i]”[/b][/color] Her teeth under the mask were bared as she cursed quietly.

A few labored breaths, and Luna’s trembling voice continued on.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“If you say ‘leave your old life, leave your business behind’, I'll do it.”[/b][/color]

Her head snapped up. [color=bcbcbc][b]“I swear I'll do it! It's blood in, blood out- they'll try to kill me. But I don't care! The coven is back together again, and I want to come home!”[/b][/color]

She swallowed again, nearly choking on her tears as she slowly removed the mask. Her glistening eyes stared up at Drake.

[color=bcbcbc][b]“Please… please, Drake. Let me come home.”[/b][/color]