A wolf is not bad for eating and tearing apart something, if it's for survival. It doesn't do it to be menacing. -- Jason Momoa
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River zeroed in on Percy when he was trying to still speak up about going. "That's not how you right shit. You right it by not doing these screw ups, Percy. You and Jantz should know this by now, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" He said, yelling out the last of comment. It at least shut his eldest two boys up, Jantz having backed down just before Percy made the comments about righting their mistake and taking care of family. He crossed his arms, just watching his eldest two boys, knowing they could be stubborn like him and get ahead of themselves. He listened to what was being said by Woody, Slater, and Xavier though.
Percy let out an exasperated breath when his dad more or less screamed at him. He let it go, at least the conversation, for now. He moved back and pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. He noticed how his dad was watching him and Jantz though, as if he didn't want to take his eyes off of them. Probably for good reason, but he hated it.
You deserve a better man than me. so I decided I'm going to be the man you deserve.
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Woody sighed and pulled his phone out. He went right to James Alexander's number and called it. He was sure that wouldn't be a problem. While it rang, he asked, "You have no idea where their clubhouse would be around here?" He really wasn't wanting to go in blind, but he knew River wouldn't care if they did or not. He was on a rampage and he didn't blame the big guy. When the Astor answered the phone, he led right in, "Think we could use the military to locate Styles? He was taken and somewhere up here by Cisco Grove."
I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either. -- Annie Oakley
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Delia frowned hearing the conversations and feeling the tensions escalate. "Well, we can't call Steph, but should we call someone that knows first aid?" She asked wondering if it would get that ugly. She knew even between family and friends fights could get really nasty and all the ones angry at each other right now were teenagers whose hormones were crazy on a good day.
I was not made for mediocrity, I was created for greatness.
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Brick was watching what was going on and shook his head seeing Archer lay out Lucky with one hit. He wasn't going to jump in the middle of that unless it got really ugly. Honestly, he thought Lucky deserved that one too ratting out Styles but that was besides the point. He looked over at Harper who was going to the kitchen now and Carter was by Dylan. However, Archer decking Lucky was the star of the show for now.
Carter sighed when Harper went to make him something to eat. He really didn't want to eat right now either. He was glad when Dylan wasn't razzing him anymore and his attention went to Archer who decked Lucky.
Bucky jumped in and said, "Hey! It's not something to fight about, Archer! We get it, Styles is in trouble! This isn't helping anything!" He was jumping in to defend his twin, but even he was surprised Lucky ratted Styles out, or who he thought was at fault.
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antz heard his father yelling, but he was ignoring him, not really caring at the moment. He was too busy thinking how stupid he had been. That he had fucked up with Styles. HIs brother wasn’t going to be the same after their mother got her claws into him, and it was all his fault! Taking a drag of his cigarette he inhaled the smoke deeply into his lungs. His dad wasn’t going to be able to stop him from going with them to get his little brother back. No matter how much his father yelled at them or said they weren’t going. He understood why his father was more than pissed. He more than anyone knew what their mother was capable of.
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later frowned looking at Xavier when Woody was asking questions. He lit up a cigarette as he listened to them. His hands were tied right now. When they had more members here he’d get them out looking for any signs they could find. Though he had a feeling that was going to be like trying to find a needle in the haystack. He glanced over at River who was still going off on his boys. He didn’t blame him at all. He’d probably be doing the same. Till they had Styles back safe and sound, River wasn’t going to calm down.
James Alexander frowned, answering his phone seeing Woody was calling. His eyebrows shot up hearing him. “Wouldn’t that be a question for Allen Michael?” He shot right back knowing his brother wouldn’t be answering his phone unless it was one of his family calling with him back in New York taking his boys in after his ex died. He knew time was of the essence though with a boy being kidnapped. He knew which one the boy was too from hearing some of the Reno crew teasing him around the clubhouse. He heard others talking in the background there. “Tell me what you probably need and I’ll make a phone call.” He said knowing they needed to take action fast.
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avier shook his head at Woody. “I’ve heard it’s a bunker out in the middle of nowhere. No one knows where it is. Unless you're a member of the Demon Reavers that is. All members are sworn to secrecy though.” He sighed knowing that it seemed useless to try and find the bunker. Which would probably be hidden from above as well. “Rumor is that some of the higher ranking Demon Reavers were military experts. Best in their field till they went to the darker side.” He’d had a few run ins with the Demon Reavers and none of them had turned out good. “They outnumber us Citrus Grove members five to one or more.” He informed them, wanting them to know what they were getting into.
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rcher glared at Bucky and Dylan when she was in between them. He didn’t back off though till Sloan told him that was enough. For him to go cool off. There was enough trouble brewing right now they didn’t mean to be getting into it with one another right now. With a cry of frustration he threw his arms out, and headed into the kitchen ignoring Harper who was making Carter a sandwich. He grabbed himself a beer seeing Harper’s eyebrows shoot up, but he ignored her heading out the side door where the BBQ was, and he sat down on a bench the the picnic table leaning back against it. Opening the beer he took a swig of it glaring down in the river’s direction.
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arper had missed what transpired in the bar area. She was preparing a sandwich for Carter, but as she was she decided to go ahead and make more for everyone knowing it was going to be a long day. Not to mention her stomach was starting to growl at the smell of the sandwich meat. She was on the third one when Archer strolled in. She could tell by his body tension that he was pissed right now. She frowned when he grabbed a beer. “Archer…” She warned him, but he ignored her going right on by heading out the side door. With a sigh she kept making sandwiches, piling the platter up with them that she had found.
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ylan had quickly moved forward hearing Archer’s growl grabbing his arms pushing him back, before he could hit Bucky too or try to get by to get at Lucky again. She kept a hold of him till she heard her grandfather tell him to stop and go cool off. She only let go when he jerked his arm away, and headed to the kitchen. She only looked away when he disappeared from view. She shot an eyebrow up hearing Harper, but she only shook her head not even wanting to know. Turning back around she helped Bucky lift Lucky up and sit back in his chair. “You alright Luck?” She asked him as he looked a little peaked right now.
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ucky didn’t want to move now. He could feel the blood gushing from his nose. He was barely aware of when Archer backed off leaving the bar area. He let out a groan when his twin and cousin picked him up sitting him in his chair. He felt a little dizzy now from the momentum, but he grabbed the table, anchoring himself. “I’ll be fine.” He grumbled to his cousin as he moved one hand up to his nose holding it. It was more than throbbing, and he knew it was going to be hurting for a while. Knowing his luck he was going to have two black eyes from the hit. Even though he felt like he deserved it with what had happened to Styles.
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horn grinned at Delia as he took a drag off his cigarette. “The boys will be fine. Even if Steph was here I doubt she could do much. Didn’t have doctors around when I was younger, and got into fights. Same with the other guys. He’ll be fine, baby.” He tried to reassure her. He was more than wanting to drag her upstairs and have some fun, but with him in charge that wasn’t going to be happening till Woody got back. He took another sip of his beer ignoring his phone that was getting one message after another. He could tell they were coming from Python
