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#1 I ACCIDENTALLY A WHOLE BRIBE (FOR COOPER / early june)
Ghoul is not usually the type to take an interest in playing legislative games, but after this recent shitshow of an election, he's decided to shake things up. The entire Council is apparently corrupt or crazy or selfish or unpredictable in one way or another- and you know what? That's fine. If the Council members are so quick to take bribes, then he'll find a motherfucker to take a bribe.

That's where Cooper comes in. Not because Ghoul thinks he's the most corrupt, but because he's the only one he's ever met at all. Cooper seems pretty okay for a vampire, and Ghoul figures it's easier to start on familiar ground.

Which is how Cooper ends up with a determined looking Ghoul starting off their meeting with, "I wanna get a law changed."

#2 THE SLOWEST SUFFERING (FOR LILLIAN / early june)
The talk with Cooper had gone all right, but this wasn't where he expected the conversation to lead him. He'd assumed the bribery thing would be a one-and-done deal, but no. Now he has to write up some sort of bullshit formal proposal, and it feels like every word he manages to jot down sucks a little bit of the life force out of him.

It's awful. There are even books (fucking books!) spread out on the table in front of him, because he thought a quiet, cozy picnic area in a park would be a nice place to think.

It's not helping much, actually. After a while, he abandons the small notebook he'd been scribbling in and directs all of his attention to his phone screen. The shit he's scrolling through has nothing to do with his project, but hey. It's fine. He deserves a break.

#3 FULL MOON: DURING/AFTER (OPEN TO EAST END PACK / june 9th/10th)
And all too quickly, that time of the month has come around again. This time, he's prepared. He remains in the den for the duration, spending the night in the basement with some of the others. Keeping an eye on things with the newer members, being a nuisance towards older ones- the usual, really.

Once morning rolls around, he drags himself upstairs to recover. Face-down on a squishy sofa in one of the common areas is where he stays for most of the day, sore and half asleep.

#4 HILLINGDON HOUSE CALL (OPEN TO HILLINGDON & HILLINGDON ALLIES - feel free to reply as though he's made it inside the building and is wandering around, as well! / mid june)
Ghoul has a ghost to check in with.

He ends up finding Hillingdon House without much trouble. The place isn't as big as he'd imagined it to be (that's what he gets for looking at it from the front), and it seems pretty normal. Still, he ends up stuck outside of it, staring with a pensive look on his face. What the hell does he do with it? Knock on the door like some kind of jackass? Just waltz on in there? Where a bunch of hunters are?

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Fortunately for Ghoul, that was a choice he was not going to have to make, because Roddy was just leaving. Or at least, he had been until he opened the door to head out and saw Ghoul just standing there.

Roddy hesitated, looking confused. "Uh...hi."

While he knew Hillingdon as of late had been focusing more on the activities of vampires and witches, it was still strange to see a werewolf just...show up on their doorstep.

"Didn't expect to see you here. Are you meeting someone?"

Did he want Roddy to go get them? Because honestly, Roddy would understand completely. Sure, most of the people here were pretty okay and probably wouldn't do anything to Ghoul, werewolf or not, but that one ghost that hung around would probably stare daggers at him, and that was unnerving enough that Roddy wouldn't wish that on the guy.

"An' where you going, lookin' all serious like that?" The Dodger calls over to the form of Ghoul when he spots him. He's on one of his usual wanders which frankly take him all over the city. (Yes, he occasionally jumps on a bus as well for these.)

Ellie was worried that she would be out of control--last time she'd given herself a small concussion and fucked herself up. She'd admitted this hesitantly to Katherine a couple of days before the full moon, who'd just laughed and said that she wasn't too worried about an angry puppy.

So Ellie got to play with the pack this full moon.

If Ellie had the capacity or the memory to see herself compared to the other wolves, she would have understood why Katherine was so nonchalant about it. While she was almost their height, her shoulder a few inches before the others, she was gangly. She didn't have the weight the others had, and her proportions were a little puppyish.

Ellie staggered up from her corner of the basement (she wasn't too comfortable being in a room full of naked people and had opted to cover herself with a towel, and had actually growled at anyone who looked in her direction) and looked around, disoriented and a little frightened. The wolves were all in various states of recovery from the transformation, some already having gotten up and drinking water. Others were still panting on the ground.

By now she knew most of the smells of the pack, but it didn't mean she was familiar with many of them. Ellie kept to the wall and slowly circled the room, ears pinning and teeth flashing whenever a wolf near her moved too quickly. She didn't seem to notice the towel still on her back, or care.

Rather than trying to escape, though, Ellie focused on exploring the room. There were bowls of water around, but there wasn't much to see. The smells were more interesting, though.

Ellie raised her head to sniff, and caught a scent she recognized a bit more. Stepping a little cautiously, she approached Ghoul, ears pricked as she watched the other wolf warily.

Arthur has a knack for remembering faces, but that doesn't mean he knows every single face of every single being (supernatural or not) that calls Hillingdon its home. They don't exactly keep a membership list, so it's not uncommon for Arthur to seem someone in the House's halls that he's never seen before.

Some people, though. Some people catch his eye and he can tell they're out of place. Ghoul is one of these people. Arthur spots him wandering down a hallway that he's about to bypass, and he's in a cranky enough mood that he decides he's going to insert himself into whatever fishy situation this is.

"Hey," he says, like a teacher who's found a student out of class and is just So Fucking Done. "Who are you."

"Ghoul?"

Lillian was passing by with a fellow fae of hers when she spotted a familiar face. Seeing him surrounded by books surprised her- Not because she thought he was dumb or anything, good no, but because- Well. It looked like he would rather be anywhere but there judging by how he was focusing on everything but the materials on the table he claimed.

Sharing an exchange of looks, Lillian managed to shoo away her friend so she could approach Ghoul by herself. She clears her throat, letting him know of her presence, before she continues on. "Hello there. Are you trying to study for something? I didn't know you were still in school."

She tries to look over and see what the subject of the books were about. If he was studying it must be very important to him.

Daryl's new duties as Deputy Leader of the Clan (for beating up on Daybreak, apparently, wtf?) threw him for a loop. They meant he had to be back at the House a lot more often to talk with people about coordinating patrols and also dealing with bounty problems and things he hadn't realized where stuff that actually had to be dealt with by anyone. Or maybe they were just looking to him now for leadership and decided he was the one to go to for it.

A lot more eyes were on him than he liked is what was going on.

It did mean he knew pretty much everyone in the House by scent, though. And when he picked up the smell of a canine that was very much not part of the house he had to seek it out and make sure it wasn't getting into trouble. It wasn't one he recognized at first because of all the overlaying smells, but once he got close... well, shit.

"The fuck you doin' here?" he asked, coming up behind the kid and shoulder checking him in what was almost a playful manner. He certainly didn't sound upset, despite the words used.

Mako moves easily, quietly, a touch of engine grease smeared across her cheek from Gipsy's engine as she tunes her up with careful fingers. There are a few cars she's been working on, too, but Gipsy gets the work first. She could spend all day in an engine, taking it apart, putting it together better than before. It soothes her soul like nothing else.

She catches sight of Ghoul and watches him for awhile before setting her tools aside and wiping her hands on an already stained cloth.

"The door doesn't bite," she says once she's close enough for her quiet voice to reach out. "The bell's a little loud, though."

Edited 2017-06-10 18:54 (UTC)

Cooper's sitting in his office, the chair he has pointedly positioned a little higher than the one on the other side of the desk. He can't say he wasn't surprised to hear a werewolf wanted to meet with him and discuss something. When he figured out just which werewolf it was, he made sure to take the necessary precautions.

That meant there was a very large box of tissues currently sitting on the desk. He wasn't looking to get sneezed on again, thank you very much. He sits back in his chair, hands behind his head. Though he of course looks no older than seventeen, this is one of those moments where the teenage persona is cast aside, revealing the old vampire inside. Well, this was going to be an interesting day and no mistake.

Cooper's been looking to find a way to throw his weight around politically, and depending on what this little wolf wanted, this might be the perfect opportunity. "Oh? 'N what kind of law were you thinkin' of changing?"

Rorschach is quick to notice whenever there's anyone new inside the House. After all, someone has to make sure the place is protected against miscreants. When he notices Ghoul wandering around inside, his interest is peaked.

He appears silently behind the werewolf, following him around for a few minutes to make sure that he's not about to get involved in any sort of mischief. When it appears he possibly has no idea what he's doing, Rorschach decides to make his presence known. "What are you doing here?" He questions, voice that usual deep and raspy growl.

Let it not be said that Ghoul has been putting off meeting with Katherine. It's nothing like that at all. He's just been... busy. With stuff. All kinds of stuff. And she's been busy. Things have been very busy for the both of them, that's all- and it's not even like he's waited that long. Only a day or two since having a sit-down with a few high ranking Hillingdon members.

But now it's her turn.

He's been staying out of her way ever since the alliance with Daybreak broke, and he's overly cautious when he finally does approach her. "Sooo," is the only thing he says to start with. He doesn't want to waste his breath if she's already decided to throw him back in the basement.

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4 - But probably before reaching the place

#3 - woof woof motherfuckers

4 (i'm sorry)

eyyyy

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for katherine!