The Wolf's Den

[CrazyHobo]

"Why the **** are relations forbidden? Since when are we a virgin group? And congratulations Craig on becoming Elder member. You'll be a good elder member, I do believe in that".
The sun has finally risen, and Viktor decides, that he really should do something about this beatyfull woman.
"I always find a way around. Always".

[Thuggernaut]

Craig shrugs in James' direction. "I dunno, you know that Flynn's lazier than a broke-dick dog, thanks, though." He signals to the cliath hobo was eyeing earlier. "Oi, newbie, Wine please!" A couple minutes later the cliath comes over, wine in hand and glare on her face. Murdoch smiles at her and produces 2 morphine syrettes from his rucksack. "Thanks much cliath! Don't burn these up too quick." As the cliath storms off Craig sets his sack down on the table. "So, Vik, how 'bout them papes? I'll split the J with youse." He looks solemnly into hobo's eyes, eagerly awaiting an answer.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

"Relationships with Cliaths are forbidden, or at least looked down upon because when you are in a relationship you may be inclined to give them special treatment or when you have ended it badly you may be inclined to treat them badly" James Quoted this from memory directly from the rulebook "Sorry, guess you aren't so lucky after all" James light another smoke and replaced the empty box into the inside pocket of his trenchcoat "Im hoping I don't get another mission for awhile, I just feel like staying here for a few days" James seemed like he was speaking more to himself than the others, James notices Craig chaffing the new Cliath "I don't know why you bother, most of them will be dead before they finish training anyway" he sipped calmly on his beer.

[CrazyHobo]

"You know James, something tells me, that this girl will go far. Atleast to the Adrens. Besides, didn't you think the same about me, when I was a little cliath?
Now about those papers"
Puts a large piece of paper and a knife on the table to cut the paper.
"It better be good stuff, cause I killed a person today and need to celebrate the good loot."

[Superchaos2585]

*3 sprinting Long Arms enter the room*
*Sam quickly kills them with the Grinder*
"Holy ****, did I leave the **** door open?"

[Thuggernaut]

Craig snickers as he cuts a piece off and begins to break up a chunk of bud. "Still, Viktor, I dunno if going after meat THAT fresh is a good idea. But hell, I'm not one to give advice, what with all the dumb **** I do." He finishes rolling his 3 gram masterpiece, and takes a lighter out of his pocket. "Cheers!" he exclaims as he lights it. He takes a few small hits to get it burning and passes it over to Viktor. "Get ya some, and congrats on your kill! Long live the glory of Fenrir!" He turns to face James. "Hey, James, you wouldn't happen to know where a man could find any cheap 12 gauge? I'm seriously fiending for it, my shotguns gotta eat, too. And if they get hungry, I could get dead."

[flynntaggart]

Half a bottle of vodka, two cans of coke, and an empty pocket later, Flynn had began to get tipsy. Tratpan continued to sit quietly next to him, absorbing all that he could of the environment, while Flynn jabbered on about his life before the outbreak.

"Oh my god...you should have seen this woman...she had **** out to here!" Flynn signaled with his hands over his chest while Tratpan merrily nodded without making eye contact. Flynn paused momentarily and realized he was looking like a jack ass in front of his men. The last bit of his most recent drink swirled in the bottom of the dirty glass as Flynn rolled it in his palm. Approaching footsteps toward his table sobered his mood as he listened while continuing to appear unaware. An envelope was placed on the table and the zero agent slowly walked off. Flynn simply placed his hand on the bloodied paper and felt the hard buldge below it. A smile crept across his face as he looked up from the glass at Tratpan.

"You want another drink? Its on me."

Tratpan simply shook his head no. Flynn stuffed the envelope into his jacket pocket and pushed himself to his feet.

"Another round for everyone Jack!"

[CrazyHobo]

Viktor takes a large sip of the joint, efectivelly smoking a quarter of it.
As the smoke leaves his mouth, he says to Craig "Be like me, dodge more. And I guess your right. I'll wait for that girl to atleast get to Fostern. Then I'll see what to do with her."
Viktor passes the joint to Craig, telling him, that it really is a good weed.
Viktor then hears, how their leader is giving everyone a shot of vodka.
"Goddamnit, I don't drink. I hope Jack remembers that" - sayed the hobo to his friends, though it was more like he was talking to himself.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

 James ignores the weed "I supose you could be right, she definatly has the right attitude anyway" James is looking over to the bar where a bunch of other Cliaths who have been around a bit longer are giving her a hard time and making wolf whistle sounds, while she fiddles with her dagger "I'll be right back" James calmly gets up, expression and tone of voice never changing, he walks toward the bar and places his hand on one of the Cliaths shoulders, he begins to turn around "Who the fu-" when he turns around fully he is met by James staring calmly and coldly directly into his eyes "Is there a problem here?" The Cliath looked flushed and his friends looked away awkwerdly "Umm-uh n..no sir!" James replied "Good, then I want the three of you to leave the bar and return to your quarters for the night" The Cliath responded almost to quickly "Yes sir!" He and his two friends almost ran out of the bar, James proceeded to go to the bar, order another beer, and return to his seat without so much as a glance or a word in the Female Cliaths direction.

[Jack Steel]

Jack the bartender hears the order for drinks all around and gets to work while he bellows out "Coming right up!" He gets another coke especially for hobo, he has seen that scene enough times to remember what he drinks, he meerly pours shots for everyone else "Anyone who wants one come pick it up at the bar!" A throng of people make their way to the bar for their free drinks.

[Thuggernaut]

Takes a sip of his weed, and tells hobo he knows it's good ****. "Hell, looks like Flynn's drunk again. This oughta be fun." He says through a toothy grin. He takes another hit and passes the L to hobo. "So yeah, my boy Lincoln sold that Katana he found. Another 200 thou in the bank of thug just like that. God I love that wiry bastard. Oh hey watch this guys." He smiles as he stands up and yells to Flynn, "Hey, Flynn, why did the homo cross the road? Because his dick was still stuck in the chicken!!"

[CrazyHobo]

"Yep. Those three will be puppy chow soon."
Notices, that the female is staring at the trio, either trying to somehow say "thank you" or something else.
So Viktor yells through the bar to her "Your Welcome".
The Female has an akward feeling. She obviously didn't expect something like this.
But hell, no one expected a zombie apocalypse, so Viktor now believes, that the impossible is now possible.

But after he hears Thugg's joke to Flynn, he bursts out an enormous laugh, nearly falling of the chair.
Takes a sip of the weed, the of the cola.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James ignores both the drink order and the joke as he drinks calmly not bothering to look in the direction of the Cliath "Don't get too chummy, she is probably still going to be cannon fodder" he pauses for a moment and takes another drink then lights another smoke, then feels the urge to explain his earlier actions for some reason "Still...no point in making life hard for her while she still lives, everyone deserves a little peace"

[CrazyHobo]

"Like my grandmother told me, when I was a young kid, Everyone deserves a chance, and then a second chance. But no one deserves a third chance. And James, are you gonna keep being an evil, never smiling bastard forever? You've killed what, hundreds of people in the recent years? Does that even bothers you? You sleep only a few hours a week. Your obviously having some problems, that are bothering you. I can tell that, by knowing psycology, before the outbreak" - worrily replied the russian about his friend.
The Viktor notices, that the female cliath is leaving. Probably to her quarters.
"Oh ****. James, Craig, I've seen this picture too many times back in medical school. I'll catch you guys later".
It was a classic scenario back in the old days, before the outbreak. Bunch of idiots hit on a nice girl, she rejects them, then they wait for her somewhere to **** her. Not only is Vik interested in the girl, he also doesn't want such mockery and intolerance, along with drama, in Fenrir's Fangs. So Viktor rushes towards the door to catch up with the female.

[Thuggernaut]

"Yeah, James, I know. What's worse is she reminds me of my dead girlfriend. Kinda creeps me out." He spots someone heading towards him. "In other news, it's Lincoln!" James and Viktor turn to see a lanky black man in his mid 20s approach them. He introduced himself as Lincoln Teal. At the beginning of N4's reign he was among the civilians found by Murdoch's Marine unit in Atlanta during Operation Atomic Tide. When the final stand of a combination of the Marines, the civilians they found and the remnants of a National Guard platoon they'd found earlier that day, Lincoln did his best to run but found himself cornered. Before the zombies dug into him, thankfully, Murdoch managed to arrive upon the scene, rescue Lincoln, and escape the city. Ever since Lincoln swore an oath of brotherhood with his friend and rescuer, and the 2 have been friends since. Lincoln finally made his way to the table and pulled up a chair next to Murdoch. "Hey, Craig, what's up? Who's your friend here?" ((Lincoln = Uncle Meat, and do I need to explain Operation Atomic Tide?))