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bitethemall (bitethemall) wrote in pandorarpg,

Fenrir let out a sigh when she spoke. "Look, I told you I wouldn't kill you," he said, trying not to sound as annoyed as he felt. "I'm not going to let those bastards kill you either. I've got other plans for you," He poked at the fire a little to get it roaring and warming up the small space. He then sat back against the opposite wall from her and took a long drag on his cigarette before glancing at the pack. "You want one?" he asked, holding up the pack to show her so she knew what he was talking about.

This might be harder than he thought, she clearly wasn't going to just join his pack willingly, there would be some convincing in order, which meant he'd actually have to be kind of nice to her. He wasn't very good at nice. Really, he had very little experience with it, and he didn't like being nice, it was too much effort. "Look, sweetheart, I hate to break it to you, but no one is going to find you here. I might not be one of you magic freaks, but a few of my guys are, and they've made sure we can't be found, so you might as well make yourself comfortable and get used to the place, this is your home now. This is your family, and we take care of our own." Of course, she wouldn't technically be a part of the family until she was turned, but that wasn't going to stop him from enforcing the others from staying away from her.