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[center][h1][color=#4b4c4b]Alicia Tenebris[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center][color=#812442][b]Location:[/b][/color] Streets of Halcyon, making for the Cracked Fang • [color=#812442][b]Time:[/b][/color] Dusk.[/center]
[center][color=#812442][b]Interactions:[/b][/color]William Connors [@Theyra] • [color=#812442][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] N/A[/center]
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Alicia tapped her finger against her arm, as she anxiously awaited William's return. [color=aa2e3e]"C'mon dickhead, in and out..."[/color] She muttered. Ordinarily she wouldn't mind the wait - the lest time spent interacting, the better, but that sensation, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end, she wanted it gone ASAP. It was making her antsy and restless. So it transpired, when her phone buzzed in her pocket, she nearly leapt out of her skin as she jolted with a small [color=aa2e3e]"Yip!"[/color]

Nervously glancing about to ensure nobody'd heard her, her heart sank as she beheld William just rounding the corner in time to catch her. She slouched a little, then cleared her throat and straightened her back as she reached for her pocket. [color=aa2e3e]"Sec."[/color] She said as nonchalantly as she could muster, and her already pale complexion went ghostly as she read the notification.

[color=aa2e3e]"Church."[/color] She said breathily, holding her phone screen out for William to see. [color=aa2e3e]"They're calling Church. Sick timing, huh?"[/color] She asked, a rueful tone in her voice as she pocketed the smartphone. [color=aa2e3e]"Thinking we'd better eat while we walk."[/color] Alicia said as she turned on her heel, already digging into the bag and producing the styrofoam container that held her dinner. She glanced over her shoulder as she re-looped the bag over her wrist and pried the box open. [color=aa2e3e]"Don't think we'll get a chance to sit down."[/color]

Balancing the styrofoam box on her forearm, she swirled chow mein about the shitty disposable chopsticks, and slurped as they started off towards the Cracked Fang.

It was a blissfully uneventful walk, as the sun finally dipped behind the highrises of Halcyon as the pair made their way along the avenues that marked Gutter's End. Alicia's nose wrinkled as they slipped past a homeless encampment, but she made sure to subtly let the remainder of her spring rolls fall in front of a tent as they drew nearer to the Cracked Fang. Stopping a moment to collect herself, she looked over her shoulder to ensure William was nearby. She could smell him, of course, but the visual confirmation just felt necessary to assuage her anxieties.

[color=aa2e3e]"Look, normally I don't give a fuck what my... Coworkers think."[/color] Alicia began, choosing her words carefully. [color=aa2e3e]"But fuck it, penny for your thoughts? Any idea what it could be?"[/color] She asked, as she adjusted her jacket nervously. [color=aa2e3e]"The announcement was pretty sudden, don't think I've heard Blackmoor call Church on such short notice before. Usually get like... A day or two's notice, y'know?"[/color] She tutted. [color=aa2e3e]"Just got a bad feeling. Call me paranoid, or whatever, but I know my role with the pack and if it's something major-"[/color]

Her eyes narrowed as she peered at the neon sign of the [i]Fang[/i] - several of their kin were already beginning to spill inside. [color=aa2e3e]"-Well, y'know the scouts are the first to catch strays before the real fighting starts."[/color] She concluded with a barely perceptible snarl in her voice. [color=aa2e3e]"Fuck it. Whatever. Let's get inside. And uh... Thanks for walking me, I guess."[/color] Alicia murmured. 

She paused at the bartender, trading a couple bucks for a shot of whiskey, swiftly knocking it back and nodding in thanks as she ducked out to the back exit. Another Lycan held the warehouse door for her, and she clicked her tongue in acknowledgement. The interior felt heavier and gloomier than she was used to tonight, as she sidled up against a back corner. She still felt awkward sitting with all the others. She watched William slip inside behind her, and nodded in his direction as she settled into her spot, to hear their leader preach again.