December 19, 2002.12.19.02. - trust [erik][north jersey]
(james)
there's a streetcorner, there
currently occupied by one Bone Gnawer
he's on his way back from Newark and helping the Howl
it's a lot warmer way to earn cash than to sit on a street
though he does miss that a littlebut that's neither here nor there
right now? his hitched ride is pulling away
and he's trying to decide what to bring home for the pack for dinnersure, he earned a wad of cash today
doesn't mean he's going to spend it on himself
he just doesn't know how to do that(erik)
Erik, Dark Moon, trickster moon, has made many dark deals witht he spirits. They grant him many dark powers and dark knowledges. Among those is the power to track anything, anywhere, relentless. He doesn't need that power, though, to find a Bone Gnawer on a stret corner.He comes walking up the street, people, those who actually look at him, shying away, turning their heads... away.
"Heya, kid."
(james)
they turn away
they part like a red, pulsing, breathing sea
he? get's that itchy feeling
right between his shoulderblades
pack
so he? turns towards itdreads whistling over trench as his head tilts
a bit of a hello, a bit of a nod up
and where others frown in disgust - he grins"Erik."
he grins.... mostly
there's something bugging him
and it's not the phase of the moon(erik)
There seem to be alot of things buggin the kid latley. sucks to be omega. Erik wouldn't know, though. He has always led. He has always had to.He bends down, using one hand to ease himself down next to James. Sitting on a street corner with a 'gnawer. "Still pissed at Decker?"
Doesn't beat around the bush much...
(james)
kid
he? wouldn't let anyone else call him 'kid'
he was older than half the pack
but coming from Erik?
it's just not your normal derogatory comment
and his head shakes"No, I said my piece he said his, we tossed each other around a little."
-though I feel bad for yelling at him
regardless of -why-
it's pretty obvious to his Alpha
it actually pains him to have an issue with a packmate
the reach into his pocket is automatic
rolled up pack of jerkey pulled out
offered, still closed, to the Rotagar
(r.h.i.p.)"Whatever you've got in store for him is what needs to be done."
it's not his place or right to punish
and the topic of conversation switches point blank
whether he does it or not
he knows now is not the time to beat around the bush"Do you honestly trust him that much?"
(erik)
He takes the offered jerkey and fishes a pint bottle of Jack Daniels out of his jacket pocket.He cracks the seal with one quick twist, and eyes James and his question.
He knows who he is talking about... "I don't trust him at all. Does that matter?"
He bites into the jerkey, chewing while James digests that, then washes it down with the whiskey.
He offers the bottle to James then.
(james)
most people would shrink from that study from that face
but he doesn't back down
not even from his Alpha
not on something important as thisand he looks up, into those eyes
and he holds that studying gaze
not averting with the instintual deference
that should show how important this is
nodding"It matters for everything. Packs are built on trust."
he takes the whiskey, but doesn't take much
it's common knowledge among them he isn't the drinker the others are
(he can't drink worth shit)
and offers it back"And I don't trust him to be there for us when it counts."
he's not challenging, persay
he's just trying to very hard to understand
he's not the leader, it's doubtful he ever will be
but they all know what the Skald has done to him
and it's obvious he's pushing that aside and thinking of the pack as a whole(erik)
No. Sorry. Erik doesn't buy it. He smells what's up here right away. Got a talent for that sort of thing, does the trickster. "You trust me? You trust me when we first packed?""You even know me?" Strong points all, just like James'. Still, at least he is listening, talking, discussing. James has to know that's more than alot of alphas would do. Or maybe he doesn't know...
Either way, Erik hits the bottle again, deeply, and sets it between them so he can bite off another piece of jerkey.
(james)
his head shakes"I didn't know any of you."
and maybe that's the reason he trusts Erik NOW
without. a. doubt.
that's he's sitting here, on a corner, sharing his whiskey, and at least listening to him
a Fenrir Alpha listening to a Gnawer Omega
(he may be older than Luc, but sees him as an equal)"But none of you tried to betray me for something I didn't do. None of you openly disrespected me. None of you were banned from territory by not one, but three of us, then suddenly okay to join in. None of you were being hunted and expected me to protect you from that rather than what we packed up to do. None of you were suddenly bringing that same fate to the rest of us for something we didn't do and had no part in."
so maybe he knows a little more of Dire's situation than most
there's also the Skald's mental state
but he's couth enough to not say anything about that out loud
they all have their issues(erik)
"So yer sayin... what? That you don't like bein omega to him? That you are the only one who cares where he goes? That you wouldn't protect any of us. that you wouldn't share in whatever fate that -I- brought to this pack?"He can be so abrasive, so fast. "Al that I understand. But whats this about betrayal?"
(james)
"I wouldn't be omega to him."as much as their two original worlds differ
pack heirachy stays the same
he was here first, he'll outrank
sure, he's full of city dog, but there's still the wolf in him
it's the new boy that becomes the bottom of the totem pole
no matter who's blood is in him"I'm not questioning you, rhya. I'm just..... trying to understand a decision I don't agree with. I'd give my life for this pack... this family... like my old pack did for me. I wouldn't think twice about what would happen to me to protect you, or Decker, or Rune, or the others. You are pack. He isn't. I trust you. I trusted you from the minute three Germans figured they wanted a city kid at their sides and backs. Not him. Never him. Frankly I don't want him to be a part of us but it isn't my decision."
Erik's abrasive
but the Gnawer is used to it
comes with the territory
and he still doesn't back down
he'll say his piece"He thought I did something when I didn't, threw a canniption about it and wouldn't listen to anything I said because of what I am, and it took my getting my ass beat to convince him otherwise."
careful what you say, there, James.
"I don't care that he's going to treat me like shit. I know he is, and I accept it. I care that I think this is wrong."
(erik)
"Hmph."Kid found hisself some balls. that's good. Mean's he serious too. Erik smiles, though of course on his face it looks like a contemptuous sneer. But James is looking Erik in the eye, so he may see it there.
Oh, but suddenly his eyes turn... not cold... not angry... but... knowing. they say, yeah, you did something bad, probably stupid too, and I could find out, but i won't...
And then it is passed, and he is standing, leaving the now, suddenly empty botle of Jack next to you. "Well, I think you said all you wanted to. thanks for the, uh... (trust)jerkey."
(james)
kid's always had balls
he's just never had to show em before
(if that isn't a pretty picture)
and as his Alpha stands
he nods
no prob, what's mine is yours,everybody eatz
even if he hasn't looked away yet
he saw the smile
he saw the .... know...."Thank you."
for listening
and yeh... that too.(erik)
Posted by james at December 19, 2002 12:00 AM
He nods. "See ya 'round, Kid."
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