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1. KUNSTKAMMER (closed : for lan)
He'd originally planned on waiting until after the moon had passed before bothering with Lan's vial, but it's been sitting in the hiding place he'd found for it, silently taunting him. February is a plenty busy month so he should have more than enough to keep his mind occupied, yet he still finds himself distracted, his thoughts often drawn back towards the possibilities that Lan's project holds. The curiosity is slowly killing him.

A couple days after the Imbolc festival, he finally breaks. He's got himself a quiet evening and a golden opportunity to find out what happens when he drinks that weird shit, and so he does just that.

He makes it a few more days before slinking in to Lan's shop again, looking pretty ragged when he drags himself through the door. As far as he knows, it's not because of what she'd given him. It's the day before the full moon, is all- he probably shouldn't even be here when he's like this, but the feeling of restlessness has become unbearable. If he's going to suffer all day, he might as well suffer and accomplish something.

Ghoul slowly shuffles his way around shelves, sounding almost as rough as he looks when he quietly asks, "Lan...?"

2. I DARE YOU TO PET HIM (wolf shenanigans/OPEN)
There's a full moon out, and that can only mean one thing: wolves.

Strangely enough, there's one running about alone in one of the larger parks rather than East End's usual territory. Maybe it's a rogue. Maybe it escaped from wherever it locked itself up. Whatever the case, it doesn't seem to be up to too much trouble at the moment. Sprinting through trees, digging holes, chewing on things. The usual kinds of energetic canine business. But, wolves can be pretty unpredictable. Who knows how it'll react when faced with company.

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"Shit, I'll do whatever I gotta to help you stop those fuckers." Meaning he would have agreed to help either way.

"Meanwhile, you should help me shake things up while I got you here. This town's screamin' for some changes to the way thing're run an' the way people see our pack."

Ghoul's practically beaming at him from across the table. It's good to have some sort of help. If wrecking things is all he's expected to do to return the favor, why not? "Yeah, I can do that." It had been on his bucket list for a couple weeks already. Tearing up vampire territory in particular, but now he's not so sure they should be the wolves' only focus...

Maybe Party's got a clearer direction. "You got a plan yet? Katherine might get real mad, is the only thing. If people know the pack's behind stuff, they might start hittin' back."

"We'd have to be all sly-like sometimes. Don't wanna cause Katherine any more trouble." Besides, if she doesn't know, then she can't tell them not to, right? It's sound logic. "Don't shit where you eat."

They need changes from inside and out. Some things are about getting the pack more legitimacy and some are about bringing the others down to their level. He's starting to think fighting dirty might be the only way to fight.

Ghoul stares. That sounds nice and all, but... "You're gonna be sly?" Yikes.

"You?" He gestures at Party with his fork, just to make sure they're talking about the same person. "The motherfucker sitting right here?"

Party looks like he's been punched for a moment. Ghoul barely knows him. How can he make all these assumptions?

"Fuck you! I can be sly. I'm sly as fuck!" He kicks Ghoul under the table. "Fuckface."

He jumps, letting his fork clatter noisily on to his plate so he can reach down and grab his poor, mistreated leg. Got him right in the god damn shin bone that time. "Prove it!" He tries to glare all hatefully, but it ends up looking kind of gloomy instead.

The fucking bone, man.

"I wanna see for myself before we get in some serious shit. We're gonna go do somethin' smalltime first. It'll be like an audition."

"Fine fine. What d'you want me to do, huh?" He leans over the table and grins like a Bond villain. Ha!

What does he want him to do...

Vandalizing something would be too easy. Ghoul remains hunched over while he narrows his eyes at Party, thinking.

And then, after a long moment of silence, he kicks him under the table this time. "I got one. Think I'm gonna make you break in to some place and steal somethin'. While there's people inside." That relies more on actual stealth than dumb luck. What a solid plan.

"Fine." Party rolls his eyes. "But you better not be givin' me someplace impossible. Don't be askin' me to do shit you can't."

It's not like he's never done a little B&E, though having people there might complicate it. Maybe he's not as stealthy as he'd like to think.

"Fuck you, I'm a professional." Hardly, but he thinks he's quieter than Party to begin with, so that has to be an advantage. And probably less clumsy. And less... well, less everything.

That has to count in his favor, right? "I'll even be nice and let you pick the place. Mostly. If I think it's bullshit I ain't gonna approve it, so don't try to cheat."