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Wolf Skyhorse (wolf_leader) wrote in devils_tower,
@ 2009-06-03 13:58:00

Entry tags:

gemini, libby, saint, wolf

Week Fourteen -- Sunday
Who: Wolf, Libby (Saint and Gemini want to join a little bit in??)
Where: The white house
When: Sunday late afternoon
Why: Libby returns... with a Lion!

The last six weeks had been unimaginably worse than the first conflict between the Wolves and the Lions three years earlier. Many more people had died and the Wolves had ended up trapped at the farm for weeks. Once Wolf had gotten over the initial shame of having lost the city, and smoothed over the problems between Grey and himself, everything had become all about mere survival: survival of the tribe. He'd tried leaving several times to go after Libby on his own but each time he'd been held back by others that told him he had to stay and lead the tribe.

They had been right, losing either one of the two leaders would have been a crippling blow to the tribes. The first rescue group had only been able to get to the northern border of the city before they were discovered and killed. As the weeks passed and things grew worse, the Wolves couldn't afford to risk sending anyone else on such a long and dangerous journey. When it came down to the end they could only sit at the farm and wait it out, hoping that the Lions and their army would retreat in hunger.

Something had made the Lions retreat, but Wolf wasn't quite sure what had happened. Wolf spies had returned to the farm with the news that the city had been deserted and that someone was occupying the Mountain Lion Lodge, but that it wasn't the Lions. After a long deliberation the Wolves finally decided to return to the city with a small group to clean things up and see if they could figure things out. It seemed almost too good to be true that they could take the city back so easily. Wolf knew that the drifters that the Lions had recruited had long since become unimpressed and had mostly deserted, but everything seemed sudden, and oddly quiet.

Wolf's team stayed Friday and Saturday night in town, keeping a low profile, and when Sunday came they brought more of the city members back into the town to start picking things up. The town wasn't in too bad of shape, but mostly everything had been looted, especially if it was something edible. When Wolf and his group finally made it to the apartments and the white house it was clear that the Mountain Lions' army had made their home there. Things were filthy, but still functional and mostly in one peice.

On Saturday Wolf had made a promise to himself that if things stayed quiet in town that he would go to find Libby on Sunday evening. He didn't care what the others had to say, he had to know if she was all right. He couldn't bare not knowing what had happened to her- and he feared the worst.

Wolf had spent the morning helping the others in the apartments, but by the time that the afternoon had rolled around, he'd worked up enough courage to go next door to the white house. The front door was still in one piece but it was unlocked and the inside had been trashed. He stepped in, leaving the door behind him. He bit the inside of his cheek as he looked around. It hurt, and it made him angry to see everything that he and Libby had worked for be treated in such a way. The white house had truly become his home in the last three years, and for it to be walked all over... He sat down on the living room floor with his back to the font door as the weight of all that had happend in the last six weeks hit him. He sighed and clenched a fist in his lap as he took one look around the room and then closed his eyes. He was exhausted, but he knew now that he had to get Libby and bring her back, not matter what the cost. He had waited long enough.

He looked down at the rubbish on the floor around him and daw a crisp white corner peaking out from under some old clothes. He slid the polaroid out from under the clothes and held it up to look at it. It was a picture of Libby, himself and a few other tribe members. Nova had taken it a long time ago when she'd found a polaroid camera with some film and battery life left in it. There was a muddy boot print across the front of it. He cleaned off the dried mud dust with the bottom of his shirt and studied the picture. Most of the people in the picture had died in the last six weeks, and Libby.. he didn't know where she was...

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_bookworm_
2009-06-03 04:42 pm UTC (link)

The town did not look quite as bad as Libby had anticipated. It was certainly rougher in certain areas, but on the whole it appeared as though the tribe had begun to put things back together. Perhaps all was not lost. She had spent the past several weeks agonizing over the fate of her tribe. The Mountain Lions were cruel in using her as a bargaining chip, and though she was glad to learn she meant so much to Wolf, she hated that he seemed so powerless against her captors. They did not torture her...much. Azrael had no desire to kill her, but he was not entirely willing to waste his tribe's precious resources on keeping her comfortable. She was fed enough to get by and spent most of her time cooped up in an empty room without too much to do. They did not even have the decency to provide her with a book to pass the time. Not that she would have been able to concentrate on it. She knew most of this was her fault. In her naïveté, she had actually thought that the Mountain Lions might be persuaded to act more peacefully. Libby knew now what an impossibility that was, but deeply regretted that it came at the cost of so many lives.

But as afraid as she was for Wolf's safety and as uncomfortable as the Mountain Lions had made her, nothing came close to the feeling of seeing Jax again. His cruelty and sheer madness had caused her drastic change in attitude in the first place. She wanted a peaceful Sundance as a defense against lunatics like him. And he had followed her, waited until the perfect time to take control of the Mountain Lions. His presence made her skin crawl and her blood cold, and it churned Libby's stomach to think of the new horror she had led to Sundance.

For a time, she thought she would not have too long to wallow in her regret. Jax did not keep it a secret that he planned to kill her. He wanted to take her dead body to Wolf and tell him that he had tried to save her from the Mountain Lions, but he was too late. And Libby knew Jax would do it. He was not known for making empty threats.

Fortunately for her, the day Jax sent Saint and Straight to dispose of her, the men revealed their true loyalty to the now dead Azrael and helped her escape. Straight was killed in the process, but his sacrifice had allowed Saint and Libby to escape to the Wolves territory fairly unscathed.

When she saw people moving about the apartments, Libby immediately ran to the white house she had lived in previously with Wolf. While she feared he might have been wounded or killed in battle, her heart leaped into her throat with the hope that Wolf was still alive. The front door had been left open, and a strangled sob of joy escaped her when she saw the figure standing inside. She had not expected to react in such a way. She knew she would be relieved and excited to see him after such a long time, but the emotions she experience now were far too powerful to hold back.

Hesitantly stepping forward and into the house to make sure it was in fact Wolf, she gripped the door frame tightly in an attempt to keep her outward feelings in check. "Oh my god. Wolf...is that you?" Her voice was strained and trembling as she suddenly feared that her mind was simply playing a very cruel trick on her.

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wolf_leader
2009-06-10 02:15 am UTC (link)

He was still looking at the picture when he heard a familiar voice behind him. The sound of it startled him and he turned to make sure that what he thought he heard was indeed Libby's voice. She was standing in the doorway. He looked down at the picture in his hand and then back over to her, before he let it fall to the ground. He rushed over to her. He didn't understand how she could be there in front of him. Whatever had happened to make the Mountain Lions retreat from the city must have somehow managed to grant Libby her freedom. That was, if she had been with the Mountain Lions this whole time and Wolf wasn't sure. His scouts had rarely been able to gather any information about Libby's captivity other than scraps that made Wolf hold onto the thread of hope that she was at least still alive somewhere.

He wrapped his arms around her and drew her into a feirce hug. "Yeah. Yeah... it's me." He leaned back a little to smooth the hair from her face and really look at her. She looked thinner and exhausted but she was alive and she was with him now and absolutely nothing else mattered except for those two facts. He kissed her mouth and her forehead before hugging her again. "Thank God you're alive... are you all right? I'm sorry Libby, I'm so so sorry I didn't come for you before."

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Tag: Wolf, Gem, or Saint?

_bookworm_
2009-06-15 09:50 pm UTC (link)

Libby squeezed him tightly, profoundly thankful to the powers that be that she could just be near him again – that he was alive. She felt embarrassed at the same time. It had been a while since her last shower, and she knew she must have smelled and looked just awful. But still he held her and kissed her, and she was powerless to do anything else but return his affection.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," she assured him with giddy tears trickling down her cheek. "Don't be sorry." She shook her head and held him closer with one hand clutching his shoulder while the other stroked his hair. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have been so naive. Oh god, it's all my fault."

Her tears turned bitter for a moment, but there would be time enough to explain later. Right now, she just wanted to be with Wolf again.

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Tag: Libby, Gem,Saint, anyone??

wolf_leader
2009-06-16 04:31 pm UTC (link)

Wolf could have cared less if she'd been covered in mud, or anything else, his heart was bursting with the joy and simple comfort of just having her near him again. He wiped the tears from her cheeks and kissed her on the mouth again before he was pulled into a closer embrace.

"No Libby, it's not your fault. I'm the one who brought those drifters here. I should have known that it would come to something like this... and now so many people have.. God, I'm just so thankful you're here right now. I missed you so much, I was so worried about you."

He didn't want to let her go, some irrational part of him was scared that if he did he wouldn't get her back again. They'd been through so much together, but this was the one time that he'd failed to be at her side, and it was going to take a lot for him to forgive himself for that. He leaned back a little, and put a hand on either side of her face. He just looked at her for a moment with a warm smile on his face.

"Libby, I am so in love with you." He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again, this time for much longer and with much more passion than before. He'd known it for a long time, but hadn't been able to tell her. Circumstances couldn't keep his mouth shut about it any longer.

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Re: Tag: Libby, Gem,Saint, anyone??

nature_girl
2009-06-17 02:45 am UTC (link)

Gemini was in Shadow's old room, grieving over her friend as she cleaned and boxed her old belongings. Sh had come to tears to often lately and was determined not to cry when she thought of the sort time she had had with Shadow. They hadn't know each other terribly well... but Shadow had been the first person Gemini had ever spoken to after coming to Sundance.

Okay, so maybe she would cry a little... Gemini walked to the window, gently pulling back the simple curtains that hung there as she brushed tears from her cheeks. And as the blur of salt water came away on her fingers, she thought she saw a familiar shape walking in through the front door of the white house. But... was it possible? Could Libby be back where she belonged? Gemini almost dropped the sweater in her hands, one of Shadow's simple black pieces, in her haste to get out the door. She skidded down the steps of the apartment building, her heart caught in her chest as she flew out into the yard and lept the fence between the two buildings. She tripped up the steps of the white house and her breath stuttered to a halt when she saw Libby, tucked safely into Wolf's embrace.

She had to brace herself against the frame of the open door as a sob of joy tore from her throat. She had thought she had lost the only family she had left, and now, here she was, standing in the house that she called her own, thinner and dirty, but alive! With one hand trying to hold in the sobs, Gemini drug her feet across the floor, tripping over the wreckage in her haste to get to Libby as her knees threatened to give out. She couldn't think of anything to say. She just needed to know that Libby was really and truly here. She needed to hug her sister.

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Tag: Wolf or Gem...then Saint?

_bookworm_
2009-06-17 03:26 am UTC (link)

Libby wanted to tell Wolf right then that it truly was not his fault. She had been the one to unintentionally lead Jax straight to Sundance. And she would have never met him if she had just stayed where she belonged all along. But her thoughts scattered as her snow-blue eyes locked with his ocean-green eyes. And then he said a particular grouping of words that she never really thought she would hear any time soon. The breathe flew out of her chest as if she had fallen from an airplane and landed on her back on concrete and her head swam. So romance novels held some truth after all.

She supposed she had always felt the same way; it just had never crossed her mind to speak such feelings. No, that was a lie. She knew she had felt the same way, but for how long remained a mystery to her. She had just never spoken the words aloud because she was such a bumbling novice when it came to relationships, and Libby certainly did not want to say or do something to screw this one up.

But he had said it first, giving her permission to express her feelings openly. She thought the joy and relief of seeing him alive and well again was the happiest she could have ever been, but this new feeling took the emotion she felt to a whole new, staggering level. She kissed him back just as passionately, clinging to him as if she too feared she might lose him if she let go. Just the thought of being away from him again made her stomach tighten painfully and shrivel up into her throat.

Libby was just starting to become daring with her tongue, tempted to take this already intense moment to a higher level, when her ears picked up Gemini's sob. It was probably for the best, as her cheeks suddenly flushed at the realization that she had just shamelessly made out with Wolf for everyone to see.

She pulled away from him, most reluctantly, only to fill the space in her arms with Gemini's trembling form. And not a moment too soon, as both girls sunk to the floor on their knees, clutching one another close and sobbing. This was certainly an odd day for Libby. She did not even care about her bastard of a father in that moment, or what Gemini had represented to her before this moment. She was just happy to have family and friends near her again and to know they were alive and well.

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Re: Tag: Wolf or Gem...then Saint?

nature_girl
2009-06-17 03:47 am UTC (link)

As Gemini slid to the floor, hugging Libby tight to her, she didn't know whether to keep sobbing or start laughing. She was pretty sure she had ruined a moment between Wolf and Libby- she could see the blush on Libby's cheeks through her tear-blurred eyes. But, damn it, Wolf could share her for a minute or two. Gemini could feel bits of wood and glass stabbing her knees through her jeans, but all that mattered was that one of her loved ones was back where they belonged... the thought that Saint was still out there made her tremble a little harder with fear and longing, but she tried to force that to the back of her mind, reveling in Libby and in Wolf standing over the two hysterical women, keeping guard as they wept on the floor. Through her tears she tried to find her tongue.

"Libby..." She had to pause for breath between tears, "Libby, I'm so glad you're safe. Don't scare us like that again! What on earth would we have done without you?!" Laughing a little now, amidst the sobs, Gemini let herself relax just a smidgen. Here was one person to cross off of her Lost List. She looked up at Wolf with a tearful smile on her lips.

"She's back. Our family is back." She was sure he could see the joy and relief in her eyes, even with her worry for Saint behind it.

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Tag: Saint?

wolf_leader
2009-06-25 07:30 pm UTC (link)

Wolf was surprised by Gemini's sob when she walked into the house. A tinge of color came to his cheeks. He wasn't ashamed to show his affection for Libby but he was usually pretty private about such things. He stepped back when Libby moved to embrace her sister. He smiled to see the two of them so concerned for each other. During the last month or so Gemini and him had grown closer over the loss of Libby. Gem had helped to fill the void that Nova had left in his life since she'd moved in with the Twin Feathers.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at the two girls with a smile. Things felt more right now than they had in a long time, maybe ever. Wolf chuckled at Gemini's words. He didn't know what he would have done if Libby had really been lost forever. She was the source of his strength, the one who kept him level headed. He nodded at Gemini's words and knelt to put a hand on her shoulder.

Now that Libby was out of his arms he was able to think a little more clearly, and the question of how she'd been able to come back to them was foremost in his mind.

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Re: Tag: Saint? Sorry its taken sooo long.

saintdoyle
2009-06-26 01:38 pm UTC (link)

Saint had never in his life experienced such unecessary violent death in his life as he had the day the Jackals had come into the town and declared themselves superior. Though glad to have the Lions gone he couldn't see himself bowing down a man that represented everything he despised in this 'new world'. He was ruthless and had ordered the death of the Wolf girl whom he'd come to realise was what he needed to be able to get back on top with his plan again.

Though he'd saved the girl he'd lost a friend, the only tribe member to never think him a strange fanatic. He'd taken Libby back to her tribe today and as she rushed on ahead he stayed back some, kicking at rubble that had piled up on the street. Giving himself as much time as possible to go through every answer he could in relation to the questions and accusations he was bound to face. As he approached the front door he could hear her talking to someone else, a male whom she seemed glad to see and so letting them have their moment he began to sing a small song in his head. It wasn't until he heard a very familiar, very missed voice that he stepped cautiously over the threshold of the building and spotted the one person he thought he may never see again.

Clearing his throat from nervousness he croaked, "Gemini?"

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Tag: Saint or Whoever!

nature_girl
2009-06-29 04:32 pm UTC (link)

Gemini nearly put a crick in her neck, she turned her head so quickly. It wasn't possible. Saint and Libby at the white house, at the same time? Saint couldn't be here. She was hallucinating. She was in such a tizzy, dazed from Libby's return that the man standing over the threshold was merely a figment of her imagination.

Stunned into silence by the ache in her chest and the warmth spreading though her entire body, it was all Gem could do to extricate herself from Libby, slowly come to her feet and walk, in a daze, to were light back-lit the face she had feared she'd never see again. She looked up at him, her neck tilting in the familiar way that it had to, Gemini being so short and Saint so tall. His scent enveloped her, just as it had in her dreams and nightmares over the past six weeks, and it wasn't until she brought her hands up to caress his face that her expression of shock faded from her face and was replaced by the most joyous of smiles.

"Saint... I thought the worst had happened..." she whispered, running her hands over his ever feature adn through his lustrous hair, searching for scars or wounds, willing him to be here and well and whole in her arms. A bubble of laughter lit up her countenance as she snaked her arms around his thin waist and sighed, content and elated to have him safe. She didn't sob like she had with Libby, was far past the fear or tears. Libby was home. And, Saint was here. All was right in her world.

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Tag: Saint?

wolf_leader
2009-07-26 10:02 pm UTC (link)

Wolf stood at the sound of another person entering the house. He hadn't really had any direct confrontations with Saint, but he knew what the guy looked like and he knew enough from the intelligence that his fellow tribe members had gathered. Gemini had more or less asked Wolf to offer Saint the benefit of the doubt, but when it came to trust, he believed what his intelligence gatherers told him over what a love-struck girl had to say.

Without even realizing that he was doing so he stepped in between Libby and Saint. "You have a lot of nerve coming here." Wolf shook his head and clenched a fist at his side. If Saint truly was the good guy that Gemini espoused him to be then shouldn't he have joined her in the Wolves a little sooner? It was just all too coincidental that the Mountain Lions sunk back and now there was one of them playing refuge in his living room. "Explain yourself."

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Re: Tag: Saint?

saintdoyle
2009-08-05 06:55 am UTC (link)

It had been far too long, too long since he'd held this angel in his arms. She fit just like she used too, smelt like he remembered, her voice an evangelical sound to his ears. His heart hammered as she clutched to him, so glad to find that she was okay, "Oh thank you god," Saint whispered burying his face in the crook of his neck, "I thought I'd lost you," he breathed outna heavy sigh of relief, "I'm so glad you're okay," he checked her over, scanning for anything that was different, marks, injuries and when he found none he clutched her to him once again. She'd been too long apart from him.

Saint was soo busy embracing his lost love that he wasn't even aware of wolf until the man bellowed at him, he looked up slightly startled but then his face relaxed somewhat, explaining did need to be done. He swallowed, "I have alot of nerve huh?" he mumbled, laughing in bitterness, figures his unfortunate association with a tribe that had caught him early would cause him trouble when they left...though it wasn't like they'd done it voluntarily...or alive, Saint shuddered. "I met Libby while the Lions had her in locked up in the lodge, I knew they'd done it to get to you and when the other tribe came in to," he paused gagging at the thought, "I took Libby with me and came here," he nodded towards her, "I lost a good friend trying to rescue her," he couldn't help feel indignant about the whole thing, but maybe it was because he was soo overwhelmed by everything that even a moment interrupted between him and his woman was risky.

"I don't seek refuge if you are so stark against it but I couldn't stay there," he grimaced, "I couldn't leave her there to die, not when I knew she had a loved one back here who would crumble at her death."

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Re: Tag: Saint?

nature_girl
2009-08-07 10:06 pm UTC (link)

Gemini sighed when Wolf commanded Saint's attention. She supposed it was only fair. She had, after all, spoiled his and Libby's moment of reunion. She turned to face her half-sister and the Wolf leader, keeping her side flush up against Saint and her arm around his back. Her shoulders tensed defensively at the tone of Wolf's voice. She'd all but beat her opinion into the man and still he refused to give him the benefit of the doubt. Of course, she was just as eager to here his explanation as Wolf was, but was it necessary to be so harsh about it? There was much to much pain and tension in Sundance as it was. Why did everyone have to go around making more?

Gem relaxed slightly against Saint as he gave Wolf his story. He had saved her sister. It sounded as if he'd saved her life because he'd known that Gemini would be heartbroken if anything happened to her. She gave him a light hug, silently offering her thanks to him for bringing home the two people she cared most for in the world. She couldn't hide her slight smile- the joy in her chest was to overwhelming for her to frown, even as she turned to Wolf.

"Wolf... Libby's home. She's safe and it's because of Saint's actions that you and I can rest easily knowing she's where she belongs. The informants that have come back from Mountain Lion territory couldn't tell us anything about what's going on. Saint can. I told to give him the benefit of the doubt. There's more going on than the Wolves and the Lions. From the sound of things, there are lives outside of our tribe that are being lost. I think it's time we gave some people a second chance. He's already helped us. He's brought Libby away from the monsters that took her from us." At this she frowned. She hated thinking of anyone causing harm to her family. She steeled her shoulders again and stood proudly next to her man.

"Now, if you can't find it in you to thank him now, we should see about getting these to some food and you can thank him later. After you realize just what he's dome for us both." She turned her eyes meaningfully to Libby before catching Wolf with her cool green gaze.

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Tag: ...somebody... :-P

_bookworm_
2009-08-15 04:02 am UTC (link)

The breath hitched in her throat as Wolf spoke and took a defensive stance in front of her. Libby could not blame him for his hostility all that much. She did not trust Saint either. Sure, he had rescued her, but she questioned his intentions. He was supposed to be her executioner after all. However, the fact still remained that he had saved her, at the expense of what seemed like a close tribe member. While Saint had not entirely earned her trust, she supposed he might deserve some of their respect.

"It's ok, Wolf," Libby whispered as she placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed it comfortingly. He did not need to rise to that strange, male killing edge over her; she was alive and well. Words failed her after that. She could not quite figure out what to tell him to further encourage him. "It's true. He did save me." She swallowed hard before moving on. "I owe him one." Owing pretty much her life to a Mountain Lion (and a male, no less) was not an easy pill for her to choke down, and Libby hoped to repay her debt soon so he could not lord it over her.

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Tag: Anyone? Beuller? Anyone?

wolf_leader
2009-08-20 05:33 am UTC (link)

Wolf was able to stay quiet long enough to let Saint get to his supposed motivation for having saved Libby. Sure, it was believable enough that Saint had saved Libby for Gem's sake, but Wolf felt that since Saint was a Lion there had to be a more selfish motivation behind it. He'd had to bite his tongue when Saint mentioned losing one of his friends in their escape. He wanted to give Saint the exact number for Wolves and innocent bystanders that the Lions had killed over the last three weeks.

"Gemini, I understand what he's done for us..." Wolf wanted to say that everyone had a price, and that it was especially true for a Mountain Lion, but he didn't. Thanks to his experience with Jace, Wolf had become a lot more cautious when it came to handing out his trust. It was Libby's hand on his shoulder that kept him from saying anything that he might have regretted later.

Wolf stepped back a little and put an arm around Libby's shoulders. "All right Saint, it looks like I owe you a thank you and at least one meal. You and I can talk after we eat and you both get cleaned up."

He'd trusted and taken in too many people in the past, and he was no longer willing to make the same mistakes.

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