Wolf busied himself with the instructions and lost himself in his thought's.He had taken off his glasses and check his eyes in some reflective metal. Slowly but surely he zoned out while mechanically baking.
Wolf shivered in the cold winter air.
"Missus, may I please have so-"
A hand whipped round his face as an irritated stranger cut his sentence short.
"Scum of the earth." The woman whispered as tears poured out the young Wolf's face. His hunched body was noted by a cruel bystander who calmly walked up to him and put on his best caring face.
"Are you okay little boy" He crunched down and whispered in the boy's ear, when he didn't reply he cont4inued to talk "Alright, Im Marcus, come with me I can get you a job that will make you rich, imagine all the food."
At the mention of food Wolf glanced up and hugged Marcus's arm happily before following him too hell.
He made cookies for the first time that day and he had considered it his best memory.
He only snapped out of it just in time to here Breena ask him a dreaded question.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
Wolf bit his lip and looked too the floor, Marcus probably wouldn't let him stay after the incident earlier...
"I..."
He shook his head and stared at a speck of flour on the counter...
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Yeah lets see how it goes then :D
What kind of relationship would you like our characters to develop? I don't mind anything but I don't wanna like hit on ur character or something if you don't like it
Wolf tensed at mention of his birth, it wasn't the birth that bugged him it was the mother who birthed him. "I don't know," He replied and stood awkwardly looking for a way out of explaining, he couldn't think of any, When Breena asked him to wash his hands he ended up spending at least four minutes scrubbing off the dirt, his mother had kicked him out a few days ago and he hadn't had thought much about hygiene. He was sure to go back to his mother eventually but for now he would lie low and bed bunk with whoever would take him.
"Sure, Im a pretty good cool" He replied when Breena offered to let him help. He stood in step next to her and waited for instructions on what to do
((Sorry its short I have a headache))
"Sure, Im a pretty good cool" He replied when Breena offered to let him help. He stood in step next to her and waited for instructions on what to do
((Sorry its short I have a headache))
Wolf hugged his Jacket tighter and scooted towards the kitchen. He was calmer than before but he was sure his eyes were still red and he wasn't going to risk it
"Sugar's good" He forced a smile. He watched as she bustled calmly round the kitchen.
"I'm Wolf..." He prompted unsure of what to do. The smile was still plastered on his face as he strolled round the kitchen. His mind went back to the man he had been with earlier and his hand raised to his neck, he hoped the girl wouldn't notice the red hand marks or hickey's. As a part demon he was naturally stronger than most but he couldn't use his strength often because his features changed slightly so he had to regulate it constantly which was a pain considering the situations he often found himself in. His hand hovered over his neck before naturally moving his glasses again.
"Sugar's good" He forced a smile. He watched as she bustled calmly round the kitchen.
"I'm Wolf..." He prompted unsure of what to do. The smile was still plastered on his face as he strolled round the kitchen. His mind went back to the man he had been with earlier and his hand raised to his neck, he hoped the girl wouldn't notice the red hand marks or hickey's. As a part demon he was naturally stronger than most but he couldn't use his strength often because his features changed slightly so he had to regulate it constantly which was a pain considering the situations he often found himself in. His hand hovered over his neck before naturally moving his glasses again.
yep >.< I wasn't sure if I was intruding but since everything was going on elsewhere I figured it would be a good place to start, ive replied
Wolf glanced to the shop owner and carefully adjusted his glasses. Had he not been so irritated he would have felt the unusual vibe that wafted around the lady. After some time he nodded in agreement to her suggestion not speaking for fear that his voice would come out gruff and demonic. He pulled himself to his feet and whispered an apology for the damaged hoping he didn't sound odd. The click of a lock sounded and Wolf dragged himself inside still burning with fury. He glanced round the shop and was slightly comforted by the calm atmosphere. He noted the strange merchandise and breathed in the strange pollinated bakery smell. He followed the girl through the shop and waited for her to speak
Wolf strolled down the street breathing heavily. Anger balled up in his chest, he had just returned from a customer who went far too far and he had a lecture in half an hour that he just wasn't willing to go to. After slipping a pair of sunglasses on to hide his furious red eye's he ran aimlessly into the outskirts of town. He was so unbelievably pissed, the air around him was stiff and he gave off murderous vibe, all the passer-by's avoided him as he streaked through the streets with his un-natural speed. He was so focused on getting away that he didn't notice people in front of him and successfully threw at least ten people off there feet.
He ran and ran until it was too much and he collapsed to the floor and punched the wall to some bakery angrily, his fist left a dent in the side and he had barley a scratch on it. He leaned his head into the dent and concentrated on his fast paced breathing...
He ran and ran until it was too much and he collapsed to the floor and punched the wall to some bakery angrily, his fist left a dent in the side and he had barley a scratch on it. He leaned his head into the dent and concentrated on his fast paced breathing...
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Name: Wolf
Appearance:
Age: 19
Occupations: College + Part time host
Race: Human/Half Demon
Bio: Wolf was born to human parents but something in his genes clicked when he came into his first babysitter who was a demonand he morphed slightly, there are no obvious signs of him being demonic except when enraged his eyes go red and he has a lot more strength than the average human. His mother neglected him from a young age and he has been looking after himself for so long that he doesn't really know the meaning of family. Because of his mothers neglect he had a lack of money and was begging on the streets when he was picked up by a guy who offered him a job as a host which he took.
Personality: Quiet but energetic if he trusts you. He is very independent and would never rely on anyone unless he had to, he has an aversion to meeting new people which means he is alone most of the time but if you can befriend him or for some reason he likes you he will stand by you forever.
Ability/weapons: Carries a small pen knife and can throw a literally killer punch.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Other: Has the best music taste ever. Takes weed on occasion.
Name: Wolf
Appearance:
Age: 19
Occupations: College + Part time host
Race: Human/Half Demon
Bio: Wolf was born to human parents but something in his genes clicked when he came into his first babysitter who was a demonand he morphed slightly, there are no obvious signs of him being demonic except when enraged his eyes go red and he has a lot more strength than the average human. His mother neglected him from a young age and he has been looking after himself for so long that he doesn't really know the meaning of family. Because of his mothers neglect he had a lack of money and was begging on the streets when he was picked up by a guy who offered him a job as a host which he took.
Personality: Quiet but energetic if he trusts you. He is very independent and would never rely on anyone unless he had to, he has an aversion to meeting new people which means he is alone most of the time but if you can befriend him or for some reason he likes you he will stand by you forever.
Ability/weapons: Carries a small pen knife and can throw a literally killer punch.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Other: Has the best music taste ever. Takes weed on occasion.
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