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[center][color=#90F1FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Underground • [color=#90F1FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] NighT[/center]
[center][color=#90F1FF][b]Interactions: [/b][/color]Tessa - [@Potter][color=#90F1FF][b]Mentions: [/b][/color]Dom - [@Oso], Vex -[@Tpartywithzombi][/center]
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Luther's eyes might have fallen out of out his head with how hard he rolled his eyes at her comment about being a [i]'two-eyed light angel'[/i]. He did, however, have to take a sip of his drink to cover the following smile that came right after. What he wouldn't give for most nights to end up like this. Time well spent with company he enjoyed and could relax with. There was no brotherhood in the Cold Fangs pack. No camaraderie. Each Lycan bound with loyalty and indoctrination over bonds and commitments. Those turned, like Tessa, were treated no better than grunts and foot soldiers meant to be tossed away. Chemical warfare was the Cold Fangs specialty...within and out.

The change in the air and mood of the event caused Luther to tense as if some switch had been flipped. He focused his senses and picked up on the shift in the ventilation system just as Tessa did. Fuck. A dangerous thought briefly popped in his head that he swiftly buried for later. There was no time to dwell on what ifs. [color=#90F1FF]"Yeah, this place was getting dull anyway."[/color] He commented but the monotone sound of his voice matched the lack of mirth in his expression as his eyes scanned the crowd.

He stood alongside Tessa on high alert as his sense of danger screamed at him for action. Luther winced hearing the clattering of her pack's contents across the floor. [color=#90F1FF]"Make it quick."[/color] There was no warmth in his voice but neither hostility. Ice-blue eyes flicked from person to person as he tried to find Iron Fang pack members and whoever seemed to be reacting to the new situation poorly. His mouth began to curl into a snarl once he spotted the vampires of the crowd flash their crimson eyes.

Skin ripped and bones cracked as Luther immediately shifted as his body grew out and up, sprouting canine features on his humanoid form. White fur adorned his body instead of his clothes and his piercing blue eyes grew slightly feral. His transformation didn't go unnoticed as while Tessa began to move for the exit, he was charged by one of the frenzied vampires. It latched onto his arm like a leech as he intercepted its lunge and both creatures tore at each other with fang and claw. A second of ripping passed when Luther managed to slice enough of the vampire's throat to leverage both of his arms and strength to tear its head from its host.

Luther rushed over to Tessa throwing others down or aside to reach her without any hesitation as to the fates of those he bowled over. [color=#90F1FF]"We regroup with Dom and force our way out. You know his scent better. Let's move."[/color] His deeper voice spoke with same chill from earlier. The sinking feeling in his gut only grew worse with each passing moment. [/color]