[ The chance of Eli showing up to cuddle in their bed is always high and it's always welcomed. Gavin is glad Hank is okay with it because they have nearly a decade still to catch up on... he can almost feel is soul humming happily when Eli is around now. They're more connected than ever, just laying there in bed as Ezra runs his fingers through his brother's hair and idly braids it as they talk about everything.
He feels Eli's wave of emotion and he turns to his head to him, smiling just a little. The puncture wounds on his neck are still fading and he touches them just slightly, the connection stronger after a recent feeding. It's gonna be fine, I'll protect you. is what he 'says.'
But then he snorts. ]
We could probably smell them by now. I'd hope modern werewolves would use lamps. Or spring for a generator.
[ Y'all are the weirdest and everyone's gonna know it. Elijah doesn't mind. Neither does Hank. He just stays in the lead, an alpha leading his pack. He's not afraid anymore. He's been living with two Kamskis and survived the android revolution, nothing can faze him anymore. ]
Most of us have night vision in any case. We'll be lucky if they have anything beyond moonlight.
[ Elijah can practically feel his brother in his skin, he knows they'll be fine. They do seem to be approaching something like lights -- the tunnel apparently leads to an abandoned subway station. The hum of a generator is just loud enough for their heightened hearing to pick up. It's very ambient, in that danky supernatural way. They clearly don't have the financial backing of Elijah Kamski, obviously.
The door is guarded by two fairly normal-looking people, who are dressed rather formally. By the smell of them, they're a pair of vampires. Their faces contort into frowns as Hank and his pack approach. Hank smiles derisively at both of them. ]
Aw shit, don't tell me I was supposed to bring a black tie.
[ Gavin has a sneaking suspicion that anyone turned into a vampire was already Extra (like his brother) or something about it just makes you act that way. So yeah, he's not surprised to see a couple formally dressed vampires standing there. He himself has been dressing better lately (not the same clothes all week) so he's in a nicer leather jacket and a black button up but still. ]
Didn't put a dress code on your invite, fellas. [ He notices the frowns, but hey. They're a pack that's not about the Werewolf vs Vampire shit, deal with it. ]
[ One of the vampires holds out a hand, which Hank takes to mean they want his invite. Hey, at least he brought that. He might be dressing a little better lately too (and he's bulked up in the muscle department, thanks to that alpha glow up,) but he's still not gonna change out of his jeans if he doesn't have to. Sorry. ]
Yeah, yeah. Here, look. We're legit.
[ The vampire to their left takes the invite, examining it before turning his gaze on the three of them. The vampire seems to sniff the air and glare intently. Mostly, he's staring at Elijah like the older Kamski grew a second head or something. But don't worry, the one on the right can't stop glaring at the two of them almost equally. When she speaks, it's in a tongue neither of them can understand. It's pretty fucking annoying, actually. ]
You reek. If the elders had known you were this perverse, they wouldn't have invited you.
[ Hank has no clue what they're on about, but okay. The one on the left returns the invite and steps aside, letting them enter. Elijah rolls his eyes at both of them as they walk past. Wow, and he thought he was dramatic. ]
[ Hank's so hot... but always a little soft. Gavin loves the Soft Tum, he never wants to part with it. It's why they get pizza nearly once a week.
Gavin definitely gets the distinct feeling they're being judged, but hey, not his problem. They're still being let in so they can judge as much as they want. And what the fuck?
So he snorts as they walk in through the doors, turning to Eli and quipping in the language they'd made to communicate when they were children: ]
[ Ah, so that's how they're playing it. Lucky for them, Hank's picked up enough of Gavin's memories to kind of understand it too. Elijah quips a response, responding in their made-up language. ]
Good to know vampires lack common decency. I hope for Hank's sake that they're not all like this.
[ Naturally, he's got his alpha's back. Hank snorts but just leads them down a hall and up some stairs. There are lots more supernatural-types hanging out in this area -- it's all turn-styles and ticket counters in various states of disrepair, but they at least seem to have been kind enough to mill about around a single door. The door, Hank supposes, that they'll be heading through. As they approach, two more "guards" block their path. These ones at least speak English.
Their words echo simultaneously: "Alphas only." ]
You fucking kidding me? I'm supposed to step in there and just trust that nobody's gonna try and fuck with me?
[ Looks like a boring college party or something. Once they head over and the goons say what they say, Gavin is instantly at Hank's side with a hand on his upper arm. ]
Everyone else has a mate here. You aren't special, even if you have... two.
[ Hank snorts at that comment. He's almost not annoyed that they aren't even acknowledging Gavin or Elijah. That's an easy mistake to make, so he can get it. Doesn't help that Elijah also tales offense to the comment, so he's at his brother's side just as well. They must look pretty weird to people who don't know them, huh? These people must not recognize Elijah Kamski either, or they'd definitely had said something. ]
You're not really giving me a good reason to trust you, blood breath. [ But Hank reaches over and touches Gavin's hand, reassuringly. He can't speak Kamski, but he can speak Polish by now. ] They fucking invited us, so let's try not to piss them off too much. If anything happens, I know these tools won't get in you guys' way. I'm no slouch either, so just leave it to me, alright? Alpha shit is alpha shit.
[ Eye roll. Y'know these guys could like... ask. That's not hard.
He squeezes Hank's hand after he does and looks up at him. Oh, hubby, you're so hot. Something about him leaning into their connection enough to learn something from them makes his heart swell.
He's still worried but, well, not much to do about it. So Gavin just nods. ]
Right, right. I get it. Just be careful, okay? [ He leans up to smooch him on the cheek softly. ] We're here if you need us.
[ They're definitely not going to ask and just assume Hank's pack is into the weird stuff, that's just how it is. Hank's happy to at least feel Ezra relaxing a bit. Hank leans down to meet his kiss and gives his shoulder a squeeze. ]
You'll know if there's trouble.
[ He's back to English but his words should go without saying. Hank even pats Elijah on the shoulder, cocking a look at Gavin that clearly says 'take care of him.' Eli stays close and nods alongside his brother, blushing only slightly. They're pretty weird but if it'll throw people off they may as well lean into it. ]
[ His big brother has a lot of emotions going on with the whole blood sharing thing and the alpha being his twin's mate thing, so he would argue that he's definitely not to blame for any weird feelings that Gavin may or may not get through their bond.
At least they can fall back to the way things are with just the two of them. Hank heads off and Elijah is more than happy to earn even deeper glares from the guards. He's always enjoyed parties. ]
Yes, let's. For once I don't think anyone in the room recognizes me. First time for everything, I suppose.
[ He offers his bro his arm in a show of fake formality, clearly very amused. ]
I'm sure that's awful for you, but I think you can get through it.
[ He's definitely getting the sense that everybody finds them very weird. Apparently vampires and werewolves being tactile and chummy is Very Odd and Rare. ]
[ Oh, you know he's gonna take it. Especially since everyone has their panties in a twist about the two of them being so buddy-buddy, apparently. ]
Do you know how long it's been? Decades. Decades, Ezra.
[ He's very clearly mock-offended, but he's got more of an eye and ear set to the other people surrounding them. C'mon, is it that weird for a vampire to drink blood from a werewolf who just happens to be an alpha's mate? Uh, yeah, actually.
Somebody's gonna get curious eventually, it's just a matter of time. ]
But at least you don't have to deal with paparazzi, right? Small favors.
[ Look at them wander around. Eventually, someone does, a young woman who is... yes, definitely a werewolf. She's got a leather jacket on and everything else too, must be part of the Look. She has more of an amused look on her face than a disgusted one. ]
So what's your pack's deal? Never seen teeth and fangs so buddy buddy, even among siblings.
[ Oh, are they learning lingo now too? How quaint. Gavin just huff and shrugs a shoulder. ]
We're twins, always gonna be twins. That comes first.
I might start going to more of these, at this rate.
[ It's a nice change. And really, Elijah is no stranger to people being afraid to approach him. He smirks, turning towards the werewolf. Hank did say to play nice. ]
Much as these things might try to override our instincts, they can't alter our souls. In case you were wondering.
[ The woman shrugs, still looking a little amused. ]
Well, my pack isn't gunning for it. Most everything moved out when Detroit ended up being mostly androids. Like 'em fine, but you can't hunt or have 'em in your pack.
[ How cute. He's not gonna bring up Connor and Chloe, at lease. Gavin just shrugs. ]
Well, we're a bit of a late bloomer pack, you could say. And not really interested in starting any turf wars either.
[ Yeah, none of them have any idea. This is a very 'the human world doesn't concern us' group of folks.
She laughs a little, crossing her arms. ]
Yeah, I could tell. That's kind of a new one for me, honestly. Most alphas go berserk if a fang tries to feed one one of their pack.
[ Gavin shrugs. ]
Like I said, we're twins. It's not like our blood was that different before.
[ She still looks a little vexed but then her eyebrows shoot up in realization. ]
Oh you're those kind of twins, I get it. Yeah, that makes sense. Well, your alpha is pretty lucky then. No wonder he seems strong for having a pretty small pack.
[ Huh, that's interesting. Definitely a good idea to not let on how little they know so he just nods like he agrees. ]
[ Elijah might have to start coming to more of these things, at this rate. ]
We don't discriminate in our pack. Hank's a very open-minded alpha.
[ Which, you know, Eli has a minor crush on, but that's just how things are. He quirks an eyebrow at the way she says those twins though. Like he's some kind of "those people" The nerve. But obviously he knows better than to play dumb, he's never had the stomach for it. ]
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He feels Eli's wave of emotion and he turns to his head to him, smiling just a little. The puncture wounds on his neck are still fading and he touches them just slightly, the connection stronger after a recent feeding. It's gonna be fine, I'll protect you. is what he 'says.'
But then he snorts. ]
We could probably smell them by now. I'd hope modern werewolves would use lamps. Or spring for a generator.
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Most of us have night vision in any case. We'll be lucky if they have anything beyond moonlight.
[ Elijah can practically feel his brother in his skin, he knows they'll be fine. They do seem to be approaching something like lights -- the tunnel apparently leads to an abandoned subway station. The hum of a generator is just loud enough for their heightened hearing to pick up. It's very ambient, in that danky supernatural way. They clearly don't have the financial backing of Elijah Kamski, obviously.
The door is guarded by two fairly normal-looking people, who are dressed rather formally. By the smell of them, they're a pair of vampires. Their faces contort into frowns as Hank and his pack approach. Hank smiles derisively at both of them. ]
Aw shit, don't tell me I was supposed to bring a black tie.
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Didn't put a dress code on your invite, fellas. [ He notices the frowns, but hey. They're a pack that's not about the Werewolf vs Vampire shit, deal with it. ]
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Yeah, yeah. Here, look. We're legit.
[ The vampire to their left takes the invite, examining it before turning his gaze on the three of them. The vampire seems to sniff the air and glare intently. Mostly, he's staring at Elijah like the older Kamski grew a second head or something. But don't worry, the one on the right can't stop glaring at the two of them almost equally. When she speaks, it's in a tongue neither of them can understand. It's pretty fucking annoying, actually. ]
You reek. If the elders had known you were this perverse, they wouldn't have invited you.
[ Hank has no clue what they're on about, but okay. The one on the left returns the invite and steps aside, letting them enter. Elijah rolls his eyes at both of them as they walk past. Wow, and he thought he was dramatic. ]
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Gavin definitely gets the distinct feeling they're being judged, but hey, not his problem. They're still being let in so they can judge as much as they want. And what the fuck?
So he snorts as they walk in through the doors, turning to Eli and quipping in the language they'd made to communicate when they were children: ]
Some people, huh?
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Good to know vampires lack common decency. I hope for Hank's sake that they're not all like this.
[ Naturally, he's got his alpha's back. Hank snorts but just leads them down a hall and up some stairs. There are lots more supernatural-types hanging out in this area -- it's all turn-styles and ticket counters in various states of disrepair, but they at least seem to have been kind enough to mill about around a single door. The door, Hank supposes, that they'll be heading through. As they approach, two more "guards" block their path. These ones at least speak English.
Their words echo simultaneously: "Alphas only." ]
You fucking kidding me? I'm supposed to step in there and just trust that nobody's gonna try and fuck with me?
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He won't have any problems.
[ Looks like a boring college party or something. Once they head over and the goons say what they say, Gavin is instantly at Hank's side with a hand on his upper arm. ]
I'm his mate, I'm not leaving his side.
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[ Hank snorts at that comment. He's almost not annoyed that they aren't even acknowledging Gavin or Elijah. That's an easy mistake to make, so he can get it. Doesn't help that Elijah also tales offense to the comment, so he's at his brother's side just as well. They must look pretty weird to people who don't know them, huh? These people must not recognize Elijah Kamski either, or they'd definitely had said something. ]
You're not really giving me a good reason to trust you, blood breath. [ But Hank reaches over and touches Gavin's hand, reassuringly. He can't speak Kamski, but he can speak Polish by now. ] They fucking invited us, so let's try not to piss them off too much. If anything happens, I know these tools won't get in you guys' way. I'm no slouch either, so just leave it to me, alright? Alpha shit is alpha shit.
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He squeezes Hank's hand after he does and looks up at him. Oh, hubby, you're so hot. Something about him leaning into their connection enough to learn something from them makes his heart swell.
He's still worried but, well, not much to do about it. So Gavin just nods. ]
Right, right. I get it. Just be careful, okay? [ He leans up to smooch him on the cheek softly. ] We're here if you need us.
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You'll know if there's trouble.
[ He's back to English but his words should go without saying. Hank even pats Elijah on the shoulder, cocking a look at Gavin that clearly says 'take care of him.' Eli stays close and nods alongside his brother, blushing only slightly. They're pretty weird but if it'll throw people off they may as well lean into it. ]
Good luck, Hank. We'll be here.
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And watches the cute display with Eli. His big brother can't possibly be this cute. He nudges him with an elbow a little as he turns back to Hank. ]
We'll stay out of trouble. [ Then he looks back to Eli, switching to Their language again. ] Wanna go mingle?
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At least they can fall back to the way things are with just the two of them. Hank heads off and Elijah is more than happy to earn even deeper glares from the guards. He's always enjoyed parties. ]
Yes, let's. For once I don't think anyone in the room recognizes me. First time for everything, I suppose.
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I'm sure that's awful for you, but I think you can get through it.
[ He's definitely getting the sense that everybody finds them very weird. Apparently vampires and werewolves being tactile and chummy is Very Odd and Rare. ]
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Do you know how long it's been? Decades. Decades, Ezra.
[ He's very clearly mock-offended, but he's got more of an eye and ear set to the other people surrounding them. C'mon, is it that weird for a vampire to drink blood from a werewolf who just happens to be an alpha's mate? Uh, yeah, actually.
Somebody's gonna get curious eventually, it's just a matter of time. ]
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But at least you don't have to deal with paparazzi, right? Small favors.
[ Look at them wander around. Eventually, someone does, a young woman who is... yes, definitely a werewolf. She's got a leather jacket on and everything else too, must be part of the Look. She has more of an amused look on her face than a disgusted one. ]
So what's your pack's deal? Never seen teeth and fangs so buddy buddy, even among siblings.
[ Oh, are they learning lingo now too? How quaint. Gavin just huff and shrugs a shoulder. ]
We're twins, always gonna be twins. That comes first.
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[ It's a nice change. And really, Elijah is no stranger to people being afraid to approach him. He smirks, turning towards the werewolf. Hank did say to play nice. ]
Much as these things might try to override our instincts, they can't alter our souls. In case you were wondering.
[ Vampires confirmed for having souls, I guess? ]
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Long as you don't start shit, we're copacetic. You'll find most everyone is pretty set in their ways though.
[ She seems... reasonable, at least. That's good, he supposes. Gavin shrugs. ]
Don't plan on it. First impressions are important, right?
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Hank didn't come all this way to make enemies. I can't speak for him, but I believe he intends to hold out claim over Detroit peacefully if possible.
[ Maybe don't tell the werewolves that you let your mate get bit tho. That's probably gonna make them mad. ]
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Well, my pack isn't gunning for it. Most everything moved out when Detroit ended up being mostly androids. Like 'em fine, but you can't hunt or have 'em in your pack.
[ How cute. He's not gonna bring up Connor and Chloe, at lease. Gavin just shrugs. ]
Well, we're a bit of a late bloomer pack, you could say. And not really interested in starting any turf wars either.
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Androids don't bother us very much. It's not as though I'm wanting for blood, either.
[ He nods towards Gavin. Obviously. I mean anyone who can smell worth a damn can tell he's drinking his blood. ]
So really, Detroit may be a shithole but it is, as you say, our shithole.
[ This is what happens when he drinks your blood, bro. ]
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She laughs a little, crossing her arms. ]
Yeah, I could tell. That's kind of a new one for me, honestly. Most alphas go berserk if a fang tries to feed one one of their pack.
[ Gavin shrugs. ]
Like I said, we're twins. It's not like our blood was that different before.
[ She still looks a little vexed but then her eyebrows shoot up in realization. ]
Oh you're those kind of twins, I get it. Yeah, that makes sense. Well, your alpha is pretty lucky then. No wonder he seems strong for having a pretty small pack.
[ Huh, that's interesting. Definitely a good idea to not let on how little they know so he just nods like he agrees. ]
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We don't discriminate in our pack. Hank's a very open-minded alpha.
[ Which, you know, Eli has a minor crush on, but that's just how things are. He quirks an eyebrow at the way she says those twins though. Like he's some kind of "those people" The nerve. But obviously he knows better than to play dumb, he's never had the stomach for it. ]
We're the ones who are lucky to have him.
[ Gee, which one of you guys is the mate here. ]