Tale as Old As Time [Finished]

[CalamityJade]

That also gave a bit of pause. "He was shot in the leg and was bleeding out. Echo tried to heal him, and you almost bit his hand off. Did it anyway. Freaky as hell thing, but seems useful. Julie ran around when the cops showed up so they wouldn't think there was another escaped wolfhound killing people JUST as I showed back up, so yeah...he's fine. And if you acted half as concerned now as when you're telling him he has no place, then MAYBE you'd have less issues. But hey, what do I know." With that he continues leaving the room.

[yamikuronue]

Lance's eyes grow hard, his concern drowning in a mask of cruel indifference.

And if he'd have listened to me when I told him to go, he'd not be hurt either.

Lance pulls into his room, shutting the door behind him.

[accalia]

Julie is standing at the bottom of the stairs to the master suits as Obsidian descends.

Julie: On a scale of "vacationer who is late to his plane" to "Krakatoa", how upset is he right now?

[CalamityJade]

"Uppity brat that wants 'is own way!" Obsidian snapped before he really registered that Julie was even asking him anything. "...shit, No, he's basically in the same mood you've been seeing. Why?"

[accalia]

Julie: In that case I think it is time for me to have a talk with him. If I'm not back by dinner time send help.

Julie winks jauntily at Obsidian and walls up the stairs to the master suite. Her knocking on the for is delicate yet firm.

[yamikuronue]

"I said fuck off!" The retort is fast -- he probably was expecting Obsidian to come back.

[accalia]

Julie knocks again, she won't be denied.

[yamikuronue]

Lance yanks open the door, still wearing only a robe, boxers, and a scowl.

"I said--"

Oh. It's the woman. It actually takes him a moment to push past his instinctive snarl to remember her name.

"Julie. What is it?"

[accalia]

Julie: Good morning Lance, I wanted to talk about what happened last night. well want is a bit mild actually I am going to talk about it. Will you let me in or do i have to rip the door off its hinges?

[yamikuronue]

"How about you get the fuck out of my face? In fact, fuck off out of my house entirely."

Meddlesome bitch is going to get herself hurt, he thinks to himself, darkly. Not that he'd mind, so long as he wasn't the one to do it.

[accalia]

Julie: while there's a werewolf teetering on the edge of becoming feral in this house? no. If you go feral i'm sticking around so i can make sure you don't harm anyone else. I'm going to stay to try and haul your ass back from the edge so you don't go feral in the first place.

[yamikuronue]

"Great, then you can sit downstairs and twiddle your thumbs, because I'm not fucking feral and I'm not going to be any time soon."

Why does he feel like snarling? A scowl is appropriate, but let's keep things human, he figures.

[accalia]

Julie: I can see your fangs growing from here. You are far from in control, and if the wolf is this close to winning then i'm going to stay right here. You wouldn't be the first feral i've had to kill.  Of course if you'd prefer to talk things out civilly then things might go rather differently

[yamikuronue]

"Civil? With you? Don't make me fucking laugh."

Almost he goes to slam the door in her face, but something stops him. She'd probably just break the door down anyway.

[accalia]

Julie: I'm being civil, even when the bitch in me wants to tear your throat out and be done with it. I am winning, you right now are not winning against the whelp in you. So grow a pair and let me in so we can work this out.