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Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

The girl stood with a hip jutted to one side, her right arm draped across her slender body, clasping the elbow opposite. She never liked nicknames, and since she moved in this forsaken place, she was gifted plenty. One of it was 'New Girl' . Though, it sounded correct since she as she was the new girl in town. A town so different from the one she used to live before. She was used to live in a city with noisy avenues and crowdy roads. Most of the time the sky couldn't be seen, as it was hidden under enormous skylines. Everyone was in a hurry, and did not pay much attention to the other. Though, here things were different. And although, at first it seemed no one cared or seemed not to noticed her. All eyes were pinned on her. How would an outsider, end in their perfect close town. The young petite girl was also looking for that answer. Was it back luck or just coincident, when she choose to transcript in that school, only because it would be the only one accepting her. Her head lolled down to one shoulder casting her bobbed hair onto the faded pink shirt that was two sizes too big. As she glared at the boy that was whistle to her. Most of the times around the day she would come cross those four. And although, there was something mystical surrounded them, she had decided to stay away. She never minded hanging around with boys. Most of her friends were males. It was easier to have male friends than females. She paused, interesting in the offer. She was rusting around this parts with nothing better to do. Watching a movie sounded like a good choice. She paused gazing at him trying to decided if she should go or not. Her azure dark eyes seem to reflect the blue of the sky, as she glanced at them. Her clothes were so casual, the ubiquitous look all the young girls had tight jeans, wide necked shirt even if it was two size bigger and cute brown boots. Although, she was trying to hide her petite pretty body inside her attire it was still noticeable. Firm hips, that were small though round enough to get the attention. Firm round chest, size B. Her body was thin, though it her muscles were outlined enough, to show she was trained. Her face was pale, like porcelain pale. Two big eyes, a pixie nose and thin lips were placed on it. Her hair long, brown red curly put up in a ponytail. She glanced at them again, only the comical looks made her say 'No'. Though, she was not a usual human girl. She was curious one, that would draw herself into troubles. All of the time. She smiled back at them with the same irony on her gaze. Alright, I will join you! My name is Christine, not New Girl! she said loudly and clearly as she walked over where the boys were standing.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Unfortunately for Christine, she'd fine that the common hair colors around town we're either raven black or a whiteblonde sort. This depicted of which family the werewolves were as their genetics were unusually tight in terms of heritage. In a way, her allure would only be added too with this difference, she'd stand out just this much further. Though, the fact that she wasn't impractically bone thin, or chubby did lend her some means of blending in. Even the non-native werewolves that have migrated in were almost sculpted as though some greater deity crafted them. All accept the shorter one who spoke to her now. He was quite considerably thin, though roughly her age and height. Just Christine, eh? He remarked, stepping around the truck. Well, I'm Jimmy. And this here is my cousin Micheal. Jimmy gave the taller older one who was working on the truck a poke. Their hair and eyes were the same though the bodies that framed those colors couldn't be more different. Michael was tall and fit, wearing just baggy jeans and sneakers as if the crisp morning air was still to hot for him. The night sea blue that they shared in their eyes were shaped by Jimmy's positivity allowing them to be wide open and accepting. Micheal's were narrow, like he was always scanning for a con, but his stained white and red ball cap's shade and sharp grin definitely made him seem at least approachable. The two who were average height were a little more alike than other two. The whistler rubbed his deep purple bruised shoulder as he chuckled softly and covered it with the shoulder of his black hoodie. H-heh. Sorry about that. Yeah. I'm Kyle. And my asshole brother here is Ken. He'd still not look right at her as he winced over his shoulder pain and wanted to not look like he was bitching out over it. Ken being the second oldest wore a pair of wireless headphones with moderate lengthened platinum blonde hair and auburn brown eyes. His skin was the most pale as his own dark colored hoodie had it's hood up, it was zipped up and he wore similar baggie jeans like Michael did. He was apparently enjoying low volume music with a single blue wire leading up to his left ear and anchoring in one of his pockets. He'd raise two fingers with a smile. Yo. He'd give her nonchalantly, not having anticipated that she'd actually agree to come along. Jimmy laughed a little, obviously finding Ken's weak ass greeting to be out of place. The theatre is one of the drive in movies that we keep hearing some of the older folk talking about. Jimmy explained as he peered in under the hood to help Micheal. The older raven haired male would chime in with his deeper voice. It's probably going to be a cheesy scary movie. Still interested? He challenged her with a grin, lightheartedly but his voice rolled with depth as his darker blue eyes shot to her.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Christine had already noted the unique hair color that the people around the town had. It was a strange black color, you would never expect humans to have, but more furry animals. Even the 'blonde' haired people had the same uncommon hair. If it was just in their bloodline, or it was just how they looked she yet didn't know. And honestly, she did not care to find their routes. She had though to admit, her red hair made her stand out. If she would want to pass unnoticed it would not be an option. Her reddish pony-tail flow down her back, stopping in a line around her hips. Her perfect curly hair would give her away. Her thoughts were cut off when the shorter of the boys spoke to her. She turned and faced him. Her eyes were noticing every detail. He seemed rather thin, or at least she thought that way. Christina Wilson, is my fully name! If You must know! she responded back with the same tone in her voice as earlier. Jimmy and Micheal! she repeated more to herself so she would not forget the names. Looking stupid was the last thing she wanted. Her eyes stared a bit as she checked the body differences. She decided not to judge, she didn't know that well the boys after all. Her muscle definition was perfect as she walked with the confidence few steps closer and waved to the last two. Kyle, Ken! she repeated the last two names. Hi! she said referring to everyone Nice to meet you! I think so, right!? she added with a tease in her voice. Her body was now clear seen as she had stepped near. She wasn't just flawless in her bone structure, her skin was like silk over glass and she radiated an intelligent beauty. Though, she was also able to look better at the four boys. That now started to seem more human than before. She felt nervous at the mere sight of them. After all she was new around those parts, and she did not have any friends. And those four seemed not like easy going folks. In a way she liked it that. It would make her boring life in that town more alive. Yet, she never expect the real outcome of that town. Her curves would fill out just a little, just enough to give her her adult shape, as she let her hand rest against the truck. She listened at Jimmy's words and smirked at his challenging words. She could choose to be scared and walk at her home's safety. Or she could dare and follow them. Maybe she would enjoy a good movie and find a few new friends. She choose to ignore the eerie feelings those four were given and follow. Jimmy, right!? she waited to be ensured that she got the name right Well, It would take more than a cheesy scary movie to scare me. I am in! she responded and walked over waiting to be offered a seat. Her azure blue eyes would glance each of them as she was standing there with her hands inside her pockets.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

The boys couldn't help it, she seemed almost bubbly in personality, and cuter than a sexy little button. Of course they would look to her, often. Though it would appear that they had some manners, not letting themselves be caught nearly salivating while absorbing her with their eyes. A deep and short chuckle would leave Micheal as he'd shut the hood. You'll need a little more time to learn our names, it seems. And that's okay, as Kyle's whistle may have shown you-We don't generally hang out with girls with the full gang. Maybe we have some growing to do. He would try to seem reasonable enough, adjusting the ball cap over his almost silky black hair. Just to help you remember.. He made his way towards her and extended a rough, working man's hand. It contrasted poorly with his handsome looks and gym looking body. Names Micheal, and the challenge was mine. Whether she'd shake his hand and be a sport about it or not wouldn't hurt his feelings none as he turned the pop open the driver's side door and hop in to turn the key. The pickup came to life with very little whine or complaint as Ken gave the cabin roof of the truck a solid pat. Well, Gentlemen and Christine... Here's the deal. Ken started as he popped the earbud out and stretched a bit. Obviously there's only two seats up front and I do believe Micheal is driving his own truck. So, I suggest we let Christine here decide if she wants to sit in the truck or in the open air in the back. Michael chipped in shortly after with It's Christine or Ken upfront, her choice. The runts gotta enjoy the open air. He teased, waiting for the newcomer to make her decision. Hee concerns or fears of them being legitimate as regardless of their good guy intentions, they were the equivalents of big lions in strength but faster. And unlike the animal kingdom, they would lust for her whether they were mature enough to downplay it or not. And yet, if she were brave, there certainly wasn't going to be a dull moment with this young men in this country town.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Most of the time she was not aware of her cuteness, her bubbly personality could easy hide that part of her. Her white skin was completely flawless. I doubt she used face masks or expensive products, that really wasn't her m.o. She was all about simplicity, making things easy. She needed to be clean and casual dress. If she would ever put more effort in trying to look good. She would be a masterpiece. Ignoring the stares, that only lasted for few seconds. She turned to face at the male that was Micheal and not Jimmy as she thought. She tilted her head and smiled as she caught herself to have already mixed them up. She lifted her arm and shook hands with him. Her palm was soft and her skin seemed like silk as she tighten her grip around his hand Right, Micheal! Though, do know... I may mix your name few more times ...before I say it right! she responded pinning her gaze against him. Then she freed his hand, and stepped back. Christine gazed at the front see next to Micheal. Then she turned and faced Ken. Her curly hair would move with her like, her body and hair were in equal same motions. I guess since I cannot drive! she smirked I'll prefer the open air! After all there is always more to see, when sitting in the open air. she added. She walked by Ken giving him one more look an walked around the cabin. She let her hand rest against the metal bar, until she would grab it tightly and lift herself up. Then, It's the open air! she announced Since you have me decide! Christine grabbed tight against the metal bar and slowly helped herself to jump into the cabin roof. She did not wait to be shown were she could sit. She choose the seat in the center and let herself rest. That day when she had allowed herself to me so close with them. She never, not once thought, what downplay they would come cross. She was only acting as a rebel young girl. She had not found out the mystery of the town, and its people. She let her fingers tangle through her hair as she was waiting for the others.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Shaking her hand was simple and incredibly light, for both of them. Despite appearing to be a hard working country guy with a body that appears to make him a suitable actor for the next superman movie, he didn't even come close to hurting her hand in their handshake. Even human guys underestimate their own strength during this often innocuous greeting. Yet, this strong and rough around the edges guy showed such a presence of mind as to give Christine a firm grip without going any further. His dark blue eyes now lined the road ahead of him as Ken nonchalantly accepted Christine's decision, taking his own spot in the passenger seat. Kyle and Jimmy also gripped the sides of the truck, popping right into their own spots over the make-shift seats that the metal over the wheels provided. Often, if it weren't for the rough roads, these sorts of upward and flat dents of the bed of the truck could make for a fine place for a bear. At least, when the truck is parked, it isn't so bad. Jimmy was on her right as he sat leaning forward with his elbows on his legs and his his face resting in his palms. His blue eyes would be on her with a casual smile. To her left would sit Kyle as he leaned back against the truck frame with his arms spanned out across it and his long white hair would free flow as he looked anywhere but at Christine. Kyle's right leg t-crossed across his left lap quite casually. Here she could see that Kyle and Jimmy shared similar tastes in ankle socks and thick skateboarder sneakers that weren't even remotely clean. Jimmy wore a black T-shirt and slightly less baggy blue jeans as his thin frame would make goodies and baggy jeans look way too goofy. As the truck got moving, Ken reached back to slide the square window open that would allow the whole gang and Christine to continue chitchatting. Ken would even give Christine a bit of a smile and a thumbs up before sitting properly in the passenger side seat again. After a moment of silence on the slightly bunny thinly tarred roads, the long haired whistler from before, Kyle would speak up as his eyes remained on the road before them. So, got any boyfriends? He'd seem to know that the question was a bit rough as his smile grew just a bit playfully. Jimmy would not to this question, his big blue eyes looking for Christine's azure sky blue ones before he would add to the conversation before she could. Clearly good looking as you are, you gotta have a boyfriend somewhere, right? Maybe he didn't move with you? Unlike the playful Kyle, Jimmy was being earnest and curious as he asked his questions.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Christine sat down, as cozier as she could against the metallic cabin as she rested against the window behind her. A bit further was sitting Jimmy and Kyle. She gathered her legscloser to her chest, as she leaned forward. Her fists rested against her hips. She glanced at them for time to time, as Michele was driving them towards the theater. The red haired female bit her lip and she was twirling a curl around her finger. As they were talking she leaned back noting more details about the two boys. They seemed friendlier than before, though some of their questions could easy annoy her. Kyle could ask touch questions, questions you would not usually ask someone you just met. She furrowed her long thin brow. Her gaze was fixed against him. No! Im single! She responded with a soft, but fast tone. She threw her head back. Her red curly pony-tail, waved against her face. She lifted her hands and fixed her hair. Christine clench her jaw, as they were talking. She narrowed her eyes, and was ready to answer them back loud and clearly. Thanks for the kind words! I guess! She said to Jimmy. If you must know, I had a boyfriend. We broke up when I moved here. You see long distance relationships dont work! She added honestly. She sat with one arm resting against her leg and the other draped along her back. Since they already have chosen complicated questions. She would not hold back and ask them And how about you. Any girlfriends? She quizzed with a teasing tone. Her gaze would shift as she waited for an answer. She had to admit her evening seemed more fun than spending it alone at home.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

Single, eh? Kyle started with more interest in the conversation now. His brown eyes returning to Jimmy in front of him before moving down so he could get an eye-full of Christine. His hair moved wildly with the wind now as the truck moved ever more faster on the open road. That's hard to imagine from a looker of a city girl like you. Though, yeah, I suppose the whole distance thing makes it more clear. He moved one of his hands as a bit of a gesture as he spoke, accentuating a line as he returned back to looking at the road ahead. Jimmy looked away as he ran some fingers through his hair, fighting the urge to stammer after her giving thanks for his compliment. W-well yeah, of course. No sense in lying about that. He didn't figure she'd be the type to deny that, for a human, she was sex appeal the very definition. Of course they were going to enjoy her company as is. Though, her seeming lack of shyness and bubbly positive attitude made her that much more fun. As she asked if they had any girlfriends, Kyle seemed to clear his throat and sit forward, a tiny bit closer to Christine as if he knew he were going to be the one tackling that question. Well, none of us are in commitments right now, but when we are a little older we'll be looking to settledown. See, Micheal there is only twenty two, being two years older then Ken. And we have a theory that ugh.. Town guys like us flip like a switch. See, Micheal's got some cootie-virus for this one chick. But, for Ken, myself, and Jimmy boy here, Town girls our age keep relationships to ugh... One or two 'encounters'. Y'know? He seemed more serious and friendly than before, this version of Kyle using his hands even more as he spoke and as he looked to Christine more honestly, trying to explain what might be different about this place than what Christine might be used to. In a way, he was speaking to her as if they've been trusted buddies for a while and he's just explaining some foreign land that Christine stumbled into. Except that Jimmy here is a virgin and girls in town don't exactly fawn over the way he's been starving himself here and there. I don't do that! Jimmy retorted to Kyle raising one of his fists. Kyle defused the conversation with a shrug as he looked away, almost as if to say the shape of Jimmy himself was all of the evidence he needed. And it was.
Thread: Between Fangs and a Hard Place ( Christine x Viktoff Samson )

It was odd for her to make a connection so fast, to give her trust so easily, tentative though it was. The truck was now speeding on the open road. Her pony-tail waved against the wind, she had to pull it in front of her, and keep it there. Her fingers were running through her long hair as she was listening to Kyle. Christine, had many flaws, specially when it came to relationships she could do the one mistake after the other. Though, she would never keep an open relationship with someone that was not at least at the same town as she was. She smirked at Jimmy's answer. Of course she knew how sexy she was. Even if she wanted to forget that, she was constantly reminded by everyone in her old school. That was the reason, she was trying to hide some of that hotness by wearying few sizes bigger than her actually size. The young girl cast a soft glance at Kyle, who had moved a tiny closer to her. She turned her attention to him. As he was giving out too many details about everyone. She found him even friendlier than before, as he could talk with her like they were old buddies. She let out a light giggle, finding a bit bizarre that he actually answered her. Honestly! I did not expect an answer. Then your all single ...or better not committed. she responded. Her mind was wheeling at the new information as she found it a bit odd that all four were single. Well, I am 4 years younger than Micheal and I had always a boyfriend. There were rare times I was single. To be honest, it is a bit odd that all of you are single. But since the girls in your town are so open minded and let you have few 'encounters'. Well, why bother to be in a relationship! she spoke out her thoughts with out even over thinking. She blushed a bit and smiled, when Jimmy was said to be still a virgin. All her friends in her old town, no one was a virgin. She gazed at him Nothing is wrong with that! Though, how did you survived at school! In my old school being a virgin, was a bigger deal than being slutty. You guys don't get bullied about things like that? she asked a bit curious. Surely your town is strange. Have you always lived in this town, I mean all four of you? she added as she was still tangling her fingers across her long hair.