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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Jan 28, 2019 3:09:29 GMT
[attr="class","femmeTop"] [attr="class","femmeName"] [attr="class","clipTop"] [attr="class","femmeSide"] | [attr="class","femmePlot"] [attr="class","femmeInfo"] [attr="class","femmeWords"] Ezra shook his head, moving a little bit farther away, a wary look in his eyes. That was the exact type of person who was the most dangerous, this man in front of him – this boy. So naïve to think that he was safe – that he wouldn’t harm others. Of course, he didn’t have the same beast inside of him, but Ezra was of the belief that people like him – and like this girl, if his sense of smell was right about her – simply could hear their beast a bit louder. Instead of an insidious beast whispering in their ear, making their host unknowingly do what it wants.
“Every man thinks they are unique and different than other men,” Ezra said lowly, his eyes flicking towards Rose. “But they are not. Perhaps violence is not your preferred weapon, but manipulation of emotions has just as sharp of a point. The fact you do not accept the beast that dwells inside of you makes you even more dangerous than I had thought. Everyone has a beast inside of them, and only by accepting it and learning to work together – instead of ignoring it and letting it control you without your knowledge – can you truly understand the being you are. Everyone has a reason for doing what they do. Perhaps it is because you are lonely and wish for companionship and so you find a lone woman in the forest, hiding away… and so you attempt to befriend her, choosing kindness as your weapon of choice.”
Ezra gave Rose a small nod. “Chocolate does not agree with me. I’m surprised it agrees with you. Though perhaps it has something to do with your upbringing.” Or the fact he was more wolf than man for a long time, and she was more woman than wolf – more human than he ever had been, even now at the height of his human-ness. |
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Jan 17, 2019 17:32:26 GMT
[attr="class","femmeTop"] [attr="class","femmeName"] [attr="class","clipTop"] [attr="class","femmeSide"] | [attr="class","femmePlot"] [attr="class","femmeInfo"] [attr="class","femmeWords"] Ezra narrowed his eyes and took up a position near a tree not too far from them, but still distanced. “You are a man. I have met many of your kind – some claim to be accepting, but one cannot control the looks on occasion, the distrust. But those like you claim to be look at people like us with some sort of fascination. As if we were a painting to be studied, or a plant to be dissected.”
He sniffed and looked directly at Rose, his dark eyes shining in the dim light. “I heard rumors of… a relative living here in the forest. Since I have left my… family…” He was bad at this. It was good that a lot of these humans were a bit dumb and he didn’t ever have to actually show himself to do his job. “I was hoping to find related to me, in order to create my own family.”
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Jan 8, 2019 22:49:46 GMT
[attr="class","femmeTop"] [attr="class","femmeName"] [attr="class","clipTop"] [attr="class","femmeSide"] | [attr="class","femmePlot"] [attr="class","femmeInfo"] [attr="class","femmeWords"]Hm. She looked like a tomato – blushing like that. Perhaps she was heated. Or the guy was poisoning her somehow. Either way a red face was never a good sign. However, sadly he was called out. He had seen them on guard and so he knew they suspected him. And then she called out to him. He raised an eyebrow before he jumped down onto the forest floor and walked casually up to them, wiping his mouth of the blood he had shed so it wasn’t quite so obvious. However, he seemed very stalky as he walked up into the clearing where the two of them were.
“I was watching.” His voice was low as he leaned against a nearby tree. “I’ve been watching you for a while.” He sniffed. Not at all creepy at all. Maybe he should learn some manners. “It’s dangerous in here. Not just the creatures wandering around, but the people.” He eyes Willow for a moment. “People like us need to protect each other.” He looks to her again then looked to Willow. “From people like him.”
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Jan 4, 2019 4:09:58 GMT
[attr="class","femmeTop"] [attr="class","femmeName"] [attr="class","clipTop"] [attr="class","femmeSide"] | [attr="class","femmePlot"] [attr="class","femmeInfo"] [attr="class","femmeWords"]Don’t mind Ezra. In fact, Rose was probably the only one who would be able to sense he was here given her sense of smell, and the fact they were the same. He lurked in the trees, far above where they were, his eyes trained on the boy who had approached her. Most people would think he was being creepy, but hey, he wasn’t raised around anyone who was civilized. Hell, he even forgot he had a wand, his hands ready to pounce on the guy if he tried anything. His wand was safely tucked in his jacket, though of course, he wasn’t going to pull it. He was still fairly far away, but as Rose would likely know, he could close the distance very easily.
Unfortunately for him, he didn’t know if she would trust him. She could now smell him in the distance, watching. Just in the trees. If she didn’t trust him, she’d have to find him, and even then the guy would know she wasn’t alone. He was watching to make sure the guy didn’t touch her, like many women Fenrir had touched while he just stood there and let him. He bit his lower lip hard, drawing blood slightly. He had to use magic to shave himself down, as he had lived as a wolf and therefore adapted features, but one of those features he had gotten were sharp canine teeth, which made biting his lip a bloody ordeal.
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Dec 7, 2018 5:10:42 GMT
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Dec 7, 2018 4:20:28 GMT
[break] [attr="class","femmeTop"] [attr="class","femmeName"]ezra lincoln [attr="class","clipTop"] [attr="class","femmeSide"] | [attr="class","femmePlot"] [attr="class","femmeInfo"] [attr="class","femmeTitle"]▌ friends [attr="class","femmeWords"]You nice to him? He'll be nice to you. [attr="class","femmeTitle"]▌ enemies [attr="class","femmeWords"]Insult werewolves? He'll hate you! It's as easy as that. [attr="class","femmeTitle"]▌ lovers [attr="class","femmeWords"]Wouldn't be too hard to get to his heart, but to get him to trust you too? Well, you'll have to work at it. |
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Dec 7, 2018 4:05:40 GMT
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Post by Ezra Lincoln on Dec 6, 2018 21:03:36 GMT
[attr="class","nodens"] [attr="class","nodens2"] [attr="class","nodenstop"] Ezra Lincoln[attr="class","nodenstop2"]+ALL THE WORDS I SAID TO YOU ARE BEING TORN APART [attr="class","nodensbulk"]
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[attr="class","nodensright21"] [attr="class","nodensright22"]Ezra, when you first meet him, will come off as confident and kind. He's not one to approach randomly, but sometimes he will if he's currently in the mood to meet new people. However, he doesn't trust 'humans', as nothing good as come from them, at least in his opinion. A bit paranoid, Ezra watches his back and can be a bit jumpy - well, who can blame him given he's a werewolf who left Fenrir, right? Both his own kind and the magical folks hate him. He doesn't really feel he belongs anywhere. Because of this, he can seem fairly distant. He's very weak magically as he barely has trained in magic, and therefore his only strength in a fight would be his physical prowess. Growing up in a werewolf pack does make one strong, unless they want to be mistreated or killed.
Ezra has a very distinct all for himself attitude. Even if he likes you, he'll leave you behind if it benefits him the most at the time. He very much wants to survive. Honestly, that's all he really wants. To live. To survive. He's really scared of death and will do whatever it takes to protect himself. However, he also has strong ideals which he lives by and sometimes they're more important than his life - mostly his ideals are fight for yourself, don't trust humans, never become obedient. And well, that last one is why he left the pack despite being fairly far up the chain of command in the pack. He hated the fact they had become obedient to Voldemort, a human. [attr="class","nodensright1"]SUBJECT BACKGROUND
[attr="class","nodensright21"] [attr="class","nodensright22"]Ezra doesn't really know who he was actually born to. His earliest memories he can remember a man and a woman standing over him looking to him lovingly, but that's all he can remember of his parents. Even their faces were blurry in his memory which leads him to barely even be able to describe how they looked. The man had a big nose, blue eyes, and greying brown hair. The woman had blonde hair, hazel eyes, and sizable lips. The man seemed a bit older than the woman, but that was all he could really tell. After that, all he can remember is being in the pack. He was raised by the other werewolves in the pack, and for a long time he looked up to the alpha - Fenrir Greyback.
While Ezra never really participated in turning people, he did go on hunts - and due to his acceptance of his werewolf side, he had slightly more control than those who lived with wizards, but not much. Luckily for him, he had plenty of prey, and so he didn't take to hurting himself. Ezra grew older, and soon began to set his sights on becoming the second in command for the pack - he knew he could never top Greyback. And so he would challenge those above him to fights to take their spot, question their abilities, and things like that. Usually, it didn't end well at the start, but after spending months, years training every day, he began to rise the ranks, making it to the fourth in command.
However, two years ago, when Fenrir began talking about how they would join the human's side, under someone named Voldemort, Ezra spoke out against their leader. It ended in a fight where Ezra nearly died, being left bloody and barely clinging to consciousness. However, Ezra got back up while they thought they were leaving him to die, and got a blow on Fenrir's back before scampering away.
He made it to a village, which the other wolves dared not enter, where a pair of humans took Ezra in, not realizing what he was, thinking he had been just a boy who had been attacked by the nearby pack of wolves. From them, he learned the point of view of the humans, and began to despise the packs, though his hatred of humans didn't really quell very much. At least he didn't want to attack them on first sight. After being nursed back to help, Ezra ran off before the full moon, taking one of their wands, never to see the couple again.
His current place in life is as an author for the Daily Prophet and a novel writer as well. He writes under the name Ezra Lincoln - as he never knew a surname for him so he picked one of the presidents of the United States to take the name from. He writes about current events that don't involve the war for the prophet and each one accepted earns him money instead of a stable income. He writes sometimes about his life in a series of novels, but no one really knows they're actually about his life in the packs - he's changed all the names, and of course who would expect a werewolf to talk about their life in the packs? |
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