Dimitri
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Fighter
Posts: 56
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Post by Dimitri on Aug 25, 2006 19:34:44 GMT
Back on the ground. His wolf growled before he hopped back to his feet, balling his hands into a fist. He knew this entire thing was meant to be fun and games, but his wolf was starting to take it a little too seriously. Calm down, damn you. He thought to himself, his wolf giving another low growl as he hopped out of Kennedy's hitting range.
"We should really do a western-style draw next, Kennedy." Dimitri joked light-heartedly.
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Kennedy
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Senior Fighter
Get up, get out, get away from these liars.
Posts: 85
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Post by Kennedy on Aug 27, 2006 20:44:43 GMT
“Oh, Dimi’, we both know you’d kick my ass when it comes to a draw.” She winked at him, letting her eyes flash their wolfen shade, if only for a moment. She didn’t want him to feel bad about constantly hitting the mat, and honestly, she could sense the irritation in his wolf, and felt somewhat guilty about it, foolishly. It was only a spar, and there usually had to be a winner and a loser, in some sense.
“Or is that the point?” she added with a calm smile, watching his every move and keeping herself light on her feet, as usual. She was a naturally agile individual; abnormally so, even for a werewolf.
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Dimitri
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Fighter
Posts: 56
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Post by Dimitri on Aug 28, 2006 0:35:22 GMT
"Well...sort of." Dimitri chuckled, rubbing his hands together before putting his hands on his hips. His wolf started to calm down slightly. It had been a while since he sparred with anyone. The wolf was easily riled because of it. "We could use rubber bullets...not as lethal as the real ones. Depending what sort of weapon, the distance, and whether or not I decide to cheat."
Dimitri laughed relaxing slightly. "My relationship with the mat has changed dramatically though." Dimitri grinned his eyes flashing a shade of red. He didn't really mind Kennedy besting him during the fight. The wolf had his pride, overbearing at times. One of his many shortcomings he didn't like to admit to.
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Kennedy
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Senior Fighter
Get up, get out, get away from these liars.
Posts: 85
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Post by Kennedy on Aug 28, 2006 22:24:36 GMT
Following Dimitri’s lead, Kennedy allowed herself to relax somewhat, still energised and raring to go, but recognising the desire to take a break, as it were. “I think the mat likes you, personally.” She grinned in a childish, mischievous manner, and allowed herself another little laugh, reaching up to check her hair hadn’t come loose from the tussle.
“And trust me, you wouldn’t need to cheat. I know I’d lose.” There was no shame in admitting someone was better than you, especially when they were as good a friend as Dimitri was. “I know my stuff, but… can’t hold a candle.” She lifted her hands in an openly resigned manner, and gave him one of her genuine, bright smiles.
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Dimitri
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Fighter
Posts: 56
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Post by Dimitri on Aug 30, 2006 3:06:41 GMT
"I like the mat just as much as it likes me." Dimitri grinned, flipping back his hair trying to joke around. He laughed slightly in a rare, honest sort of funny manner. The older wolf only got that way when he was entirely relaxed and only on the rare occasion when he was around a younger member of the pack. Kennedy usually got him relaxed that sort of way, more then any other pack members.
"Ah...that's where you're wrong. You might win," Dimitri chuckled softly. He meant it all in good humor though, he was the best shot in the Cole's pack. And he was completely modest too. "You obviously can't hold a candle to my greatness." That...was meant as a crack at the younger fighter's ability to handle a weapon. He returned the smile with one of his own.
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Will
Pack Werewolf
Departed
Almost human, but I'll never be the same.
Posts: 85
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Post by Will on Oct 25, 2006 15:44:07 GMT
For once, Will wasn't his usual, sweet-natured self. He attacked the punching bag with merciless blows; the thing was reinforced, thankfully. Nonetheless, the pack seemed to go through them at a shockingly fast rate. And, given how ruthlessly the fighter was attacking it, this was probably wouldn't last much longer.
He had smelled the blood, Andrew's blood, from his room, but when the multitude of other scents had gathered with it, the Scottish fighter had opted not to peer in on the rukus. They didn't need anyone who would just be standing around uselessly. Hopefully, the young human would be all right, but given the fact that they had Nate working for them, William didn't doubt that he would be fine.
Unfortunately, the hulabaloo had set his wolf into a sudden and rather unwelcomed frenzy. Snarling, he threw another flurry of punches at the bag. He was older and more experience. He should have been able to control it...
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Violet
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack
Hey, remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines? So cheap and juicy! Tangerines.
Posts: 59
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Post by Violet on Nov 1, 2006 5:47:01 GMT
Continued from: The Hallway with Jeremy
Violet popped her head in first before pulling herself out of view of the younger fighter. Yes...apparently age had no strain on Violet's imagination or energy. She acted like one of the youngest wolves of the pack...she looked just the same. But appearances and behaviors could always, always be decieving.
"He looks sort of angry." She whispered softly into Jeremy's ear. Like that ever stopped the both of them though. Ever. In a million years would it ever stop them. Although...it did make for quite a show when the victim would chase them around the hotel.
Violet pressed against the wall, narrowing her eyes slightly with a serious glow to them. "Any ideas as of yet?" Violet had plenty floating around in her head at the moment. But all of them ended up with the both of them hanging upside down or being thrown across the room by Willy.
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Jeremy
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack: Historian
Nothing ever goes as planned, get your head out of your hands. Scream and shout like you were five.
Posts: 82
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Post by Jeremy on Nov 2, 2006 1:56:33 GMT
Jeremy was still fairly young by werewolf standards, and even before then he had never really 'acted his age'. It was simply and ongoing state for him that didn't seem to be apt to change any time soon. Poking his head in the room briefly, he zipped out of sight again before answering. "He's a fighter. They always look sort of angry." Well, not all of them, and not all the time but maybe it was the whole 'game face' thing that was more common for them. Jeremy wasn't exactly sure, since fighting had nothing to do with his role in things and never had. "Hmmm….nothing extra special coming to mind at the moment…" Which made Jeremy scrunch up his face in thought. And he was used to getting chased for his antics. Hadn't he spent half the morning running from Steven?
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Violet
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack
Hey, remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines? So cheap and juicy! Tangerines.
Posts: 59
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Post by Violet on Nov 2, 2006 16:59:16 GMT
Violet held her hand up to her mouth, giggling slightly. "Ahh...I knew that had something to do with it." She peeked back into the training room before pulling her head back. They needed to find something to do to the poor fighter...otherwise his face would be stuck in a permnant state of anger. Which would be bad in some cases.
"I would suggest something more straight forward...walk in...but then again. He'd know something was up." Yeah...William probably would since neither of the two ever stepped foot into the training room. There were a few rare occasions...but that was it.
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Heidi
Rogue Werewolf
Departed
One step at a time; one hope, then another.
Posts: 300
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Post by Heidi on Dec 7, 2006 16:04:50 GMT
Continued from Hallways
Aha,[/i] Heidi thought, coming up behind the two and catching the end of the conversation. They were evidently plotting to prank one of the fighters, although from her vantage point she wasn't sure which. Not that it mattered -- pranking a fighter was even a worse idea than pranking Steven, which Jeremy had already done, and for their own safety it would be wise for Heidi to dissuade the pair from doing whatever it was they intended to do.
She remained behind them at some distance, reasoning that her scent would not be caught because they were distracted. Once she heard just what they planned, she could take the appropriate action.
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Will
Pack Werewolf
Departed
Almost human, but I'll never be the same.
Posts: 85
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Post by Will on Dec 15, 2006 4:43:10 GMT
Will finally pushed himself away from the punching bag and watched as it swung about wildly on its chain. The fighter merely stood there for a few moments, trying to collect himself again as he took in heavy, panting breaths in an attempt to send his heartrate back to normal. The impromptu violence seemed to have calmed his wolf for a time, but seeing as how there wasn't much else to do, he opted to stick around for a bit. He could have another go at the punching bag after giving it a brief reprieve.
Could be worse, he thought to himself, peeling off his sweat-drenched t-shirt. For whatever reason, he was not at all alert to his surroundings; if anyone was watching (and subsequently plotting), Will was totally oblivious. You could be in confinement...
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Heidi
Rogue Werewolf
Departed
One step at a time; one hope, then another.
Posts: 300
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Post by Heidi on Dec 15, 2006 14:08:35 GMT
Heidi crept up behind the Prankster Twins and stood there, waiting until they caught her scent. Glancing into the room, she shook her head as she realized which fighter was in danger of suffering from their boredom. Granted, Will was likely to be a better sport about it than, say, Steven had been, but still.
She smirked a little as the two younger wolves slowly turned around, having realized she was there. "Do you really think this is such a good idea, hmm?" she asked.
Actually, as far as Heidi was concerned, chasing after them hadn't been too bad of an idea. She opted to blame the moon for what was going through her mind as she looked into the training room. I can definitely think of less interesting things to look at than Will taking off his shirt.
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Violet
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack
Hey, remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines? So cheap and juicy! Tangerines.
Posts: 59
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Post by Violet on Dec 15, 2006 15:15:29 GMT
Violet gave a content little grin, which was only used to be associated with something mischevious and...possibly even diabolical. Depending on who she was smiling at and for whatever possible reason. Let's just say it's the former in this case. Since there would hardly be any diabolical plotting when Heidi was around.
"It's not a question if it's a good idea or not. It's question if it's...fun?" The younger blond gave a brillant smile. Thankfully the beta would only be ruining this target. She had bigger plans...for an older wolf that was going to be formerly known for his dirty blond hair. No more blond hair for that one...if Violet was concerned in the matter.
Violet lifted her shoulders, hoping against hope that Heidi wouldn't ruin the plans she had for later that night. Bwhahaha..."What brings you around, Heidi?" Violet balanced herself on the balls of her feet with a childish grin dancing along her face.
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Heidi
Rogue Werewolf
Departed
One step at a time; one hope, then another.
Posts: 300
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Post by Heidi on Dec 15, 2006 15:46:14 GMT
"I could smell trouble in the air, and came to make sure that you two didn't do anything too stupid." Heidi tried to look severe, but failed, and couldn't help smiling. "Now, why don't the pair of you run along and find something else to occupy your diabolical little minds?"
And quit blocking my view... The thought had manifested before she could stop it.
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Violet
Pack Werewolf
Cole's Pack
Hey, remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines? So cheap and juicy! Tangerines.
Posts: 59
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Post by Violet on Dec 15, 2006 17:57:32 GMT
Violet beamed, tucking hair behind her ear as she glanced over her shoulder at...Oh...shirtless!Will! Her eyebrows rose with a knowing grin on her face, despite a lot of things. Violetta was hardly known just for being Jeremy's partner-in-crime. On the contrary, she actually had the hidden talent of reading people quite well. It was just another one of her "shining" qualities.
"I...think we can possibly find something else to do." Hint, hint Jeremy. She was ready to start that lovely little prank with the fighter who had been staring into his mirror for...ever? That he'd forgotten breakfest. Even if said fighter was not asleep yet. Darn it. Though...to Heidi, Violet just beamed at the thought of Kate...with vibrant pink hair.
Better to start things off with a bang tomorrow. Since the hotel seemed to be bursting with energy. Mara...Andy...they needed some light-hearted, good, clean fun. Which she was more then happy to provide.
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