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Roxine glanced up at the knock. "Who is it?" she called.

"It's Stephan." The person outside the door called.
Gabriel, still in his leopard form, padded towards the door and swatted at it, indicating for Roxine to open it.

Roxine rolled her eyes playfully and grabbed her shift from the floor, pulling it on before moving to open the door. "Yes?"

Stephan blinked as he saw Gabriel in his leopard form before looking up at Roxine. "Have you seen Hestia?"
Gabriel swatted at his son's leg in a bored fashion.

Roxine frowned and shook her head. "Not today. Why?"

Stephan bit his bottom lip. "I havent seen her since last night....I'm worried about her."

Roxine frowned. "C'min." she told him, starting to look for her mobile. She held it up triumphantly and dialed a number.

Gabriel itched the back of his head using his paw and changed back into his human form.

Roxine frowned as she the mobile rang. "Hesti? Where are you, Kiddo's getting worried." Her frown deepened. "Wait, Hesti why would you even be at the Metro? You don't drink: never have."

Gabriel stood up and motioned for Stephan to come into the room, grabbing a shirt and pulling it on.

Roxine glared at the phone. "What do you mean He's back?!" she hissed. "Get him outta here! I odn't care if you have to kick his butt to the hospital I want him out of Chicago A-S-A-P!!"

Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "Who's back Roxine?"

Roxine swallowed. "Guy." she repleid shortly. "We had a...an argument. Well, I say argument...it was more like a fued, really. My gang against his gang...he sent me to the hospital, I sent him to the hospital...It all got very violent." She paused. "It was one of the reasons I left for Chicago, actually. The deal we had stated that he'd stay away from here." she shook her head. "I'll fucking kill him."

Gabriel let out a growl. "Not if I kill him first. No one puts you in hospital." He smirked. "Unless its me- and that would only be from to much sex."
Stephan bit his lip. "That guy...He won't hurt Hestia will he?"

Roxine frowned and seemed to ignore the question. "Hestia, listen to me. If he so much as lays a finger on you I want you to leave. He's the one breaking the deal; I don't need you to get hurt or for him to go on about how we broke that part of the deal that says we don't hurt him. I'm coming as soon as I can."
She closed the phone with a snap. "Stephan; get ready to go. Gabriel, I'm gonna need to explain some stuff. I'm going to get dressed and then we're going." Roxine swore quietly under her breath as the reality of it sunk in. "Fuck."

Stephan gulped and ran from the room to get ready. Gabriel frowned at Roxine. "Do I need to bring any wereleopards?"

Roxine hesitated and then shook her head. "I wouldn't." she replied. "Our deal was more like a treaty, it covered so much. Full of little agreements on all sides - like him not following us to Chicago and us not hurting him enough to send him to the hospital." she shrugged. "I'd rather keep this peaceful for as long as possible. It's bad enough right now without another gang war on our hands."

Gabriel nodded and began getting dressed. "Are we making a show of it- or not?" He smirked.

Roxine bit her lip. "Not. Well, not yet." she corrected, smirking as well. "I wanna keep my end of the deal for as long as I can - makes him out to be the wrongdoer, you see?"

Gabriel shrugged. "I mean can we dress up or?..."

Roxine laughed lightly. "Sure thing. In fact, the dressier the better." she turned thoughtful. "This could work..."

Gabriel clapped, almost excitedly. He walked over to his wardrobe and began digging through it.

Roxine laughed lightly and went to fish out some of the more flashy clothes she had bought. Watch out, Kincaid. You'll pay, you fucking bastard.

Gabriel frowned and picked up a pair of tight leather pants with a whole down the side that was stichted up with lace. "Whatcha thing?" He asked, holding the pants to him. He took dressing up very seriously.

Roxine grinned. "Yum." she teased. "Looks good. Can't wait to see you in 'em."
She pulled out a black denim pleated skirt, a black leather corset tied with red velvet ribbon and knee-high black leather boots. Her grin turned to a sly, devilish smirk that could only mean trouble for someone or other.
"Wait there, Gabriel. I think you're going to like this." she told him slyly, slinknig into the bathroom before he could stop her.