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[bass_line_blues]

It's easy to track Russ if you've got the nose for it - and, as it happens, Preston does. Even in human form, which is the form he's currently in. He prefers it, and in any case it's easier to communicate; to explain why he's leading the leader of the vampires straight towards the alpha, if any of the Pack wolves come across them and decide to

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[rebelw_outclaws]

Russ is up by the Cloud Gate, facing out towards the water, smoking.

At the sound of footsteps, though, and the scents, he whirls, not quite snarling.

He's a little on edge, maybe.

[undermyheel]

Claire's lips are peeled back from her teeth, less in a smiling, lovely-to-see-you-Russ way and more in a don't-try-to-push-me-around-tonight way.

She waits for Preston to make the first move.

[bass_line_blues]

"Hey, Russ," Preston says, quietly.

His hands are hanging at his sides. Palms, very clearly, flat.

"'s me. And Claire."

He tries to say this as if it is very normal for Russ, Claire, and Preston to be hanging out. Half-succeeds.

"Sorry for tracking you down. Got some news I thought you might want to hear."

[rebelw_outclaws]

"That so."

He tosses away the cigarette and shoves his hands in his pockets.