Blackwell Industries(Any and All Pack members)

[Inora Theos]

((OOC: If anyone is not yet a pack member and would like to be please head on over to the pack plot page and sign on up. All will be accepted as members who want to be, even vamps or humans cause Nora don't discriminate, so feel free to post here anyway. But please do sign up!))


Blackwell Industries seemed emptier from the boardroom. Inora had been given Adam's office, incredible and spacious as it was, and it seemed weird. Her friend hadn't been gone long but already she had been put into his place, and nothing had been said to the pack. So here she was, calling a meeting of all the pack members so that she could inform them of the new leadership. Hopefully the pack members wouldn't be angry or reject her as their Alpha. However, Nora would completely understand if some of the members decided to leave. Adam had brought most of them into the pack, now with him gone perhaps they might decide that Blackwell wasn't for them.

Inora looked around the boardroom again, trying to make sure that everything was in place. There were refreshments in the corner, mostly doughnuts and breakfast-y foods as well as sodas and waters. There were no papers on the table, because everything that needed to be discussed would be spoken by Nora. There was also no power point projector for the same reason.

So Inora stood, at the head of the table in the boardroom, waiting for the other members to arrive.

[*sombra delgadillo]

Internally Sombra chastised herself for her own idiotic tendencies, i.e. jumping into situations she knew nothing about. Here this meant a pack. She had never been in large social gatherings and been expected to remain cool and calm, in fact it would be a feat if she didn't take someone's face off for looking at her strangely or for a second too long. That was Ms. Delgadillo - one of those intelligen girls who bled and cried and hurt just like everyone else, but wasn't so flamboyant. She didn't offer her heart on her sleeve, neither did she fall over her feet trying to impress anyone. It seemed far easier to attract people when one was like that, she noted. But she mused the company that one attracts might not always be favorable, in fact she was certain. What kind of man responded to the flirtations of an apparent slut? A slut himself. Oculi rolled as the wolf internally grunted, voicing its unnecessary position on the whole line of thought, Men are all sluts, that's why you're alone. Of course it was right, but it that way that she despised. She hated the pessimistic pose it always took.


Gulping down the snarl that built in her throat - to be directed inwardly anyway, she stepped up the stairs of the factory - the board room said to be stationed two stories up, three doors down and to the right. Carefully monitoring her progress, Sombra was vigilant - waiting for some form of bad guy to leap out and maul her or something of the sort. Brows ascended as she rounded the corner, opening the door without bothering to knock. Stepping in, her gaze widened once again - they were alone. She and a slightly shorter young blonde woman. Clearing her throat, she took a seat at the middle of the table where she could view both the Alpha and whomever was going to come through that door next. It was obvious that distrust littered the she-wolf's persona. She didn't know this other female and frankly the fact that they were alone put her on edge. Had she fallen into some trap? A silly idea considering she was no one of consequence, but it wasn't unfounded. Some vampires liked killing werewolves. Maybe this other she-wolf was bait.

Somewhat unsurprised at her musings, she breathed a sigh and finally stared at the high ranked wolfess, a brow ascendant. "I was told this was where I was to report." She explained shortly, somehow skipping the Hello my name is ____ bit. That was two encounters in a row; clearly meeting people wasn't Sombra's forteit. Smirking at her own pathetic people skills, the lupine within quickly reminded her she wasn't a "people" anyway. She was a monster, a beast, and to be treated as such. At that thought she sat up a little straighter, and a burning gaze settled on this new companion. Better.