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PostPosted: Wed May 04, 2016 8:03 pm    Post subject: Semi-Annual Heart to Heart Reply with quote

Mark had spent tha better part of his day with a few of the boys in camp finishing up a job that put a few more dollars in the community pocket. It was honest work, which for some of them was a boring punishment and made them feel as if they had been beaten, somehow, by the 'system' for having done it. Mark jist reminded dem that there was plenty of times gypsies peddled der wares and bodies and it was all about making sure all was taken care of. Together dah men had helped a clean up clue get the debris from a derelict warehouse out. He was covered in whutevah and had wore a 3M filter mask and gloves for the job. Was gonna be one o those days where they was sore in the morning.

He parked day car and they all piled out. Mark got word of a Mac spotting here and there and then he nodded, smiled fer them when it was right and got intah his place tah scrub the dust and crap offa him. When he was done he were wearing a black t-shirt with "Pour Some Sugar on Me" written on it in a font that looked intricate and were an obvious clash tah the roots and attitude o' tha song. Distressed black jeans, old dark grey sneakers and he poured outta tha RV, cuppin' his hands tahgether fer the cigarette. Weather had warmed up, but naht enough fer a t-shirt like he was wearing tah be enough. Mark felt like he'd always be burning up after the sweaty work he did earlier so he was kinda grateful fer than cold. Pausing outside his RV, then and with the cigarette held his cellphone as he checked messages and whut not.

Levi had spent the day going over the arrest reports and warrants for Dirk and Amare. The dates, times and places were well documented and had made his head hurt trying to come up with some sort of defense for the two knuckleheads that Quinn called brothers. He had researched and studied until he didn't think that he could absorb another word from the legal library he had stowed on his lap top. Closing the lid to the computer, he stood up and stretched. "Going out to get some air and something to eat," he announced before making his way outside. He wasn't even sure what time it was, much less of whether Quinn had went out on patrol yet or not. Either way, he knew that with Quinn's hearing, the message would get across one way or another.

The cold, damp air of spring hit him and he shivered when he stepped out of the RV. He was wearing a dark hoodie, jeans and a pair of old sneakers, but the dip in temperature caught him off guard. So he hurried across camp to gather a bowl of beef stew, a cup of coffee and some cornbread. Nobody was around the fire so he decided to sit alone for a few minutes to enjoy his meal.

Once he were caught up he went tah the fire, which was where he always was. It wasn't the biggest surprise dat Levi were there but he still felt surprised when he looked up from his phone and saw dat he was there, loungin' in a chair and looking set up with food and drink. He smiled fer him and din pulled up one of the plastic lawn chairs, dustin' the seat free o' pine needs and those annoying fuzzy lines of pollen which were fallin' from tha trees. "Oi, look who's left dah bat cave." He sank into the seat, tapped the ash of his cigarette and smiled fer him just befer takin' a drag.

"Are you calling me Batman, or Robin?" he chuckled and then offered up a piece of cornbread to Mark. Family meals were common and it was more of a habit than anything else. "So how's it going with your super hot hairdresser?" Levi could tease, too. "I see that you're out of the bat cave, yourself." Of course, Mark was more out and amongst his people but Levi was being silly about things.

"Batman. I can't do whatever crime solving or stopping it is you do." A gesture to the RV and what he assumed was the sort of paperwork he'd be asked tah read and punishment. Mark weren't nah idiot, but if somethin' fell outta the range o' his hobbies and the sort of sense a gypsy needed tah do well... then he usually weren't sah impressive in dat regard. There was the catch of his smile when Levi asked about Grace and he sank more comfortably in his chair. Couldn't think o' whut tah say, or how ta say it, but he jist nodded a few times first and then looked at Levi with a smile that grew slowly and was the sort that cut dimples in his face, "Good... like really good." It was not an eloquent summary, but his boyish enthusiasm and expression carried the rest o' his meaning. There was a glance tah Levi's RV and he chuckled, "I am usually am jist about everywhere these days. How's Quinn?"

Levi chuckled when that smile spread like a slow burn across Mark's face. It'd been quite some time since he'd seen it and was glad it was there now. The offered cornbread was placed onto Mark's thigh so that Levi could sit back and enjoy his meal. "Oh, you know..." his own smile grew slowly across his face and the tips of his ears burned a bit. "He's really, really good." He pushed his food around a little bit in the bowl and then looked up at Mark expectantly. Levi had some things to talk about but he wasn't sure how to broach the news without losing the smile on Mark's face.

"Feck, well, at least der are some thin's still really good." Dat was part of growin' older, he figured. All the good thin's they experienced was gettin' tarnished, naht because the world was wicked, but because dey wasn't kids anymore and thin's jist happened. People got sick. People died. They made bad choices and sometimes dey made good ones. Sometimes babes was born. He looked at the cornbread but didn't touch it jist yet since he were still workin' on his smoke.

"Yeah!" he upnodded and then slowly down nodded his head. "I mean, gotta think positive, right? We've got our health, our friends and our family. Those are all good, good things." Briefly he bit his lip and looked left and right before shoveling another bite of stew into his mouth before he began to ramble like an idiot.

"Yah okay?" Mark weren't no brain surgeon, but Levi was lookin' a bit skittish. Mehbe it was nervousness ovah tha Mac, but he'd always seemed dismissive about whether or naht dat was something tah worry over. His head tilted to the side. Fer a second he wondered if he was just "seeing things" but then decided, no, something was weird. "Yer actin' like someone does when they are about to apologize fer scratchin' their favorite cd dey let you borrow."
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PostPosted: Wed May 04, 2016 8:04 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"What? I'm fine, fine..." he nodded and shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah nothing wrong here. No CD's scratched since I borrowed your Avril Lavigne..." he waggled his brows and laughed. Old jokes died hard and that cd must have been passed back and forth without the plastic wrap being opened for a few years. Christmas and birthday, they exchanged the CD that neither of them had wanted. "But yeah, uh. family. I was kind of wanting to run something by you."

"Sah full o' ***," Mark said with a smile befer he flicked tha last t o' his cig intah tha fire and then picked up dah cornbread on his leg and started tah eat it. He was on his last bite when Levi spoke and his eyebrows lifted up jist a bit in tha was which said fer him tah "go on" with whut it was tha he had tah say.

Mark gave the green light so Levi sat back in his chair. The bowl of stew was just about empty anyway so he tossed it into the fire and watched the paper burn. "See, you know that Quinn's got a couple of pack mates. He calls them brothers sometimes. So, they're like family. Mostly to him, but they're going to be my family, too." He then turned his head to look at Mark. Now came for the serious asking. "I was wanting them to come to the camp and visit, just for a little while. They've been on their own and really don't know what it's like to be a part of something bigger than themselves. So what do you say? Is it ok?"

Mark were lookin' unsettled at the suggestion. His gaze turned tah the fire and her thought it ovah n ovah. Din he looked from it tah Levi and swallowed befer he spoke, "Yah know whut it is tha Saila do fer Quinn?"

Oh yeah, Levi knew what Saila did for Quinn. He remembered all too well and that brought pause. He frowned slightly and then nodded. "Yes. I do." He remembered how unsettled he'd felt after she'd done it to him. Not that it was a bad thing but it felt like he'd cheated on Quinn by allowing it to happen. "What're you getting at, Mark?"


"That werewolves don't seem to have a whole lot of self control... that it takes a whole otha person tah make sure dat folks dun get eaten. Sah you got whut... three o' them and only one o' her and... " he motioned to the RVs and such, "a bunch o' kids and everythin'? I made Quinn guard, cause I trust he can handle a situation. If he feels real good, real confident dat thin's won't go sour or get outta hand... mehbe dey can. But I got a lot o' worry in my heart." If something was tah happen to Mel, Jimmy, Jenny, Grace, Keirra or anybody in dah family, would dey be able tah fergive themselves. "I dun know a who lot about wolves, still. But I remember Saila tellin' me dat she helped Quinn, sah I gotta wonder whose helpin' tha other two?"


Mark was making excellent points. It had Levi sitting back in his chair with his hands around the coffee mug and his thumbs slowly tapping together as he gave it thought. "I don't know who, if anyone, is helping them," he said quietly and looked over at Mark. "But if they're as disassociative as they seem to be, they need help. And we might be able to use their help, if things go south with the Mac camp." He nodded his head and then brought his steaming cup up for a tentative sip. The heat had him wincing and bringing the cup back down.

"Whut yah mean by disassociative?" One of his eyebrows lifted up, findin' tha way they was described tah be a curious sort of thing. His weight leaned on his elbow a bit more as he looked at Levi, tryin' tah figure if this were all about gettin' more muscle in the camp or working with some folks that was...lonely and without family? Jist whut was disassociative meaning here?

"They're loners, no families around to tell them they're doing wrong or holding them accountable. I think that if they start to feel like a part of something bigger than themselves, even for a few hours on a Saturday, they might not be as *** in the brain." He shrugged, it was a thought and for Quinn's sake he hoped that Mark would see his reasoning. Quinn wanted his family together and happy. Levi wanted this for Quinn.

"Sah if it's jist a few hours on a Saturday, why naht jist gah tah them?" Mark was wondering about tha idea. How were he tah hold a werewolf accountable? Whut he knew about werewolves was whut he knew from Quinn and a bit from the internet. They was stronger, healed faster and was more violent. Sah der didn't seem tah be a way to 'control' them as far as Mark could see if they was doing wrong. Well, mehbe der was and he jist didn't see it. He drew in a breath and then exhaled, "Tah be here... tah werewolves dat need discipline and tah be accountable and not... hurt no one, der would have tah be something tah ensure it. Is der something like dat? Is Saila part o' some kinda werewolf companion guild er somethin'?"


"Well Saila knows them," he was sure of that. Saila had been on the trip to Rio and from Quinn had to know Dirk at least. "But you know when someone misbehaves here they get that look? You've gotten that look, I've gotten it. It makes you feel like *** for what you've done before anyone even talks to you about it. I mean that kind of thing. I can't assure that they won't get stupid or violent, but then I can't tell you it's not going to rain next week, either. Maybe if Saila mediates the visitation?" He shrugged.

"I want somethin' like dat," Mark nodded a bit, his head leaning the other way befer he stood up tah toss a few more logs on dah fire. His gaze slipped back ovah tah Levi, "I seen a lot o' thin's in this town dat are beautiful and incredible. I also seen a lot which were violent and terrible and... I think our first responsibility is tah tha people in dis camp. If Saila... or something, can somehow keep de situation from evah spiraling, I'd be more open tah the idea. Right now, I jist dun see how tah control a werewolf without a bullet? Der's nah way I could really tell Quinn whut tah do except dat he allows fer it."

"I think Quinn can control them," he nodded his head again slowly. In Rio a lot of bad *** had went down but Levi hadn't been physically hurt too badly. He'd lived through the experience. "And maybe if I were one of them I could show them what self control can be." He brought up his coffee cup once again for a sip. His eyes were wide as he looked over to Mark to gauge his reaction to that.
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PostPosted: Wed May 04, 2016 8:06 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Oi," Mark looked away from him and felt sah torn about dat. O' course he got an opinion and whut dat were was nah surprise. Mark was threatened by other creatures, especially day ones which was violent and tended to eat people. Since camp were made of people, dat seemed like a situation fer conflict. "I dunno how tah answer you on dat, Levi. It's yer body, yer life, but dat like... naht somethin' yah can take back vera easily. And it's contagious? It's yer body, but it's mah camp full o' people dat could get killed. You and Quinn naht even married or been tahgether a full year and you gonna change whut yah are?"

"I would never hurt anyone in this camp," he said quietly. He knew Mark would have objections, but they were for his people and not himself. Levi could respect that. In a camp of nearly thirty families that looked to him for guidance, the safety of those families had to be foremost in Mark's mind. "And I would hope that you know that even when I do this, I'm still the same guy I've always been, Mark."

"You should ask Quinn if he's the same guy he were befer he turned." Mark wasn't sure about that. When someone changed whut they was, it could realign der values in a pretty substantial way. He imagined dat some o' his values coulda changed, dat things was different in ways he didn't understand. Otherwise, wouldn't all people jist wanna convert? If bein' a werewolf only meant dat you was stronger, lived longer and once a month ate somethin', well, dat was a small price tah pay. In his experience nothin' in tha world were free and der was a tax collector, loomin' somewheres. He jist couldn't see it and were feeling like an ill-informed naysayer. "If you turning is jist about controlling tha situation being brought here, I'd rather it naht be here."

Mark was giving him food for thought. It wasn't as if Levi hadn't been thinking about how it had felt the first time that he'd been turned and how things transpired and the things he could do to change. Levi had thought quite a bit about all of those things. But Mark had given him another perspective. There was a tax collector and Levi did want to be a part of Quinn's life in every way possible. But did it mean losing his family that he'd known all of his life? He took another sip of his coffee and then sighed. "So we'd have to leave camp?"

"Naht permanently. But you dun know whut you'd be like or whut that situation would be like. Tah meh, iffin yah had tah go through with it... had tah be a werewolf, I'd rather it be because it was something yah wanted fer yerself and naht for someone else or tah fix a situation. Cause changing yerself for someone jist never works out well. I was stupid and got a dumb tattoo fer someone else and din had cover art done over it. Yah can't cover art being a werewolf. Beyond dat? I dun see how changing means more control when Quinn's as strong as he is and is gettin' help from Saila." There was another log tossed on the bonfire befer he sat next tah Levi, "I also dun like tellin' yah no, Levi, cause you have given sah much. I guess I'm jist worried that the situation won't be as simple as you think and dat you would end up having tah leave because of it. I dunno, it's like... dah most impossible thin' tah see the future of."

"You're right," he agreed and took another sip of his coffee. Levi became quiet, letting the thoughts rumble through his head as he stared into the crackling fire. "I just..." he started and then stopped to gather his thoughts. "I was so happy and so proud when you made Quinn a part of this camp, a member of this family. Proud of you for seeing that he may be a wolf first, but there is a man with a heart in there, too." He let his gaze sweep down into his lap, to stare into the cup of coffee. "Regardless of the circumstances with the Mac clan, I want to be a part of that world, too. Just don't give up hope that I'm going to change so drastically that I'd hurt anyone that I love."

"It's somethin' we should have Quinn here fer discussing. I only know some o' tha things I see and heard and that be a far cry from knowing whut was whut." Mark scratched the back of his neck and smiled tah Levi, then, "Sah, I want yah tah talk tah Quinn about it, real detailed like. I won't let those other two werewolves in here unless we got a means tah stop the problem in its tracks. And I'm worried about yah changing, and yah should ask Quinn iffin he did. You naht rushin' this, I can tell. Otherwise yah already wouldn't be turned and all. But if yah think about it a few more days, a lotta more times and it still feels right... yeah. I'm okay with yah being here. But it might be the thing that makes yah leave camp one day and you gotta ask yerself if it's worth it."

"I have talked to him about it, some," he admitted. "You should see his face light up, Mark. It's like the Fourth of July and Christmas and Easter and your birthday, all wrapped up into one expression. I know that he'll be happy if I do, but he's worried, too. I mean, last time wasn't the best experience for either of us and when it just abruptly ended it nearly tore us apart." The facts and opinions on the matter were becoming larger in number and he knew that there would be a pros and cons spreadsheet in his future. "I think that once the dust settles that we're all going to be fine. Getting there might be a bumpy road but I have hope." He smiled then and turned to look at Mark. "So how about this? You, me, Quinn, Saila, Ko and a few others meet up with Dirk and Amare at Beltane? Kind of neutral ground but they can see the family that we are and how we are our own individuals but we're a solid group, too?"

"Did yah evah wanna be a werewolf or change befer you met him? Is dis all about makin' Quinn happy?" Mark kinda looked worried. He was tryin' naht tah look real worried, but he was. Yeah, Quinn lit up like all dah holidays and it were something he was wantin' badly. Levi jist wasn't talkin' about whut he wanted, other than it was tah make Quinn happy. "I'm gonna take Grace dancin' at dah Beltane," he mentioned that fer Levi cause it was somethin' he'd been wantin' tah do and it weren't gonna get sidetracked fer this. Mehbe meetin' them and gettin' a feel for the situation weren't a bad idea. Mark mighta been building things up as being more catastrophic din they was, like somebody who thought dat stubbin der toe was the end of the world and then laughed about how silly they was fer overreacting and worrying. Still, Levi seemed tah be thinkin' over all tha points he was making already, which was the most important thin'. He weren't goin intah it ignorant or missing some pieces or nothing.

"But, yeah, we can all meet up der, mehbe. I dunno how dis Beltane festival is done in this town but it's naht at our place, or der's."
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PostPosted: Wed May 04, 2016 8:07 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"I have found that everything that we do is to make somebody happy, one way or the other. When we were little I didn't want to be a lawyer. We were going to be race car drivers and take turns winning the cup every year. Remember?" He chuckled wryly and shook his head. "But as life goes on, things happen and we find ourselves doing things to make other people happy. And in their happiness, we find happiness in ourselves." He canted his head and expounded his reasoning. "For example, I went to live with Aunt Rally when I was twelve. Do you think I wanted to leave the caravan? My best friend?" He shook his head and gained a grim look. "I hated it. But it made Pops happy, it made Aunt Rally happy. I became a lawyer to make them all happy. And if you asked me today I'd tell you the truth plain as the nose on my face. I am very happy."

"I guess." Mark thought whut Levi said over and over and realized that he had done those things, many times, but it were always with the vehement hope of making his Da happy. And it did, usually. His Da didn't like folks bein' outta line, especially him. But he weren't hard on everybody, jist especially hard on Mark. Billie could ferget a chore and she'd get a dirty look and some kinda playful reprimanding comment. He remembered his Da clappin' him real good across the ear fer dah same infraction. Was like dat, tho, in some families. But now dat Da was gone? He compromised on thin's, he jist didn't know if Levi was tah extreme tah him since Levi weren't no boy a Da had tha right tah move about. Sure, as kids they dun always get tha say and they gotta fit intah certain boxes. But the most important thing about it all was the thing that Levi answered. He was happy. So whether or naht that was doin' something a bit much fer another, did it matter if the result were joy? "Dis is a tough world tah be happy in and in come tah us in little moments sah... I'm glad fer yah." There. Finally. A smile.

Mark's first reply had Levi's smile disappear in seconds and he had to look away from his best friend. This could make or break them, Levi knew. It was more to ponder on about this decision that was going to change not only Levi's life, but the lives of those that he loved and cared for the most. He sighed heavily and stared into the crackling fire in between the time Mark first spoke and when his mouth opened again. He turned his head to give Mark his full attention. "Thanks, Mark," he said quietly. His eyes were misty and his voice tight with emotion. "I'm glad you're happy, too. You deserve the best."

"Oi," he broke, seeing that Levi's eyes had softened and that there was too much soft torment in dem, "I think we covered our once a year heart-tah-heart, dun you?" Then he laughed and got tah his feet, arching his back with a spine crackle and pop. His hands folded behind his head and he twisted tah look down at Levi where he were sittin', "My whole body is wore tah hell and back from dis job I worked. Feel like I could sleep fer years." His hands unfolded, droppin' at his sides befer he added, "Think I need tah call it a night befer someone finds me asleep out here and... draws a dick on mah face. I'm pretty sure Keirra has promised me one or two o' those."

Levi sniffled and wiped his eyes as he stood up with Mark. There was a soft chuckle at the words but if Mark thought he was going to get out of there without a bro-hug, he had another thing coming. Levi wrapped him up and squeezed for all he was worth. He then let him go, chucked his shoulder with his fist and took a step back. "You'll only get sleep if you go to your own RV," he teased and swung his arms around himself for a moment before putting his hands into his pockets. "I'll see you tomorrow and we'll double date Beltane. The knuckleheads can wait."

"I loveee yahh man," he said comically, hugging Levi back and then shakin' his head at him fer it. There was a smile when Levi added tha bit about gettin' real sleep and then tilted his head tah the side a bit, "Mehbe sleep is overrated." Der was a wink tah him and then he smiled at tha idea of Beltane befer stepping back, callin, "Fer at least part o' the night." Cause it were hard as hell tah get someone enamored with yah when yer friend was tah close by tah cut up with ovah n ovah. But it was kinda an unspoken thin'-- nobody wanted der 'double date' tah stay double all night without it bein' awkward.

"Love you, too," he shook his head and huffed a laugh. "Well there's the school of thought that strenuous exercise can induce better sleep." He waggled his brows and tossed the paper cup into the fire. "Don't worry, wingmen know when to back off." It wasn't like they were all going to sit in the car and make out in front of each other. They were men and silly sometimes, but those days were long gone with diplomas and more birthdays than either would like to count. "Night Markus. Go divide and conquer," he laughed out loud and then headed back to the RV for a night with Quinn.


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