Glancing at his damaged work, Leon scratched the back of his head, and then spoke up, “Oh, right, here’s your pen back, by the way. Most of my works are like this-well, without the tear, of course. I’ve never really practiced with drawing people, and in art class, they never really had anything focusing toward things like that.” Just as… Read more

“Alright then, Rylie,” Leon confirmed, as he began to seemingly scribble on the napkin, slowly at first, but beginning to form various shapes as he went along, layered behind each other in no particular order. The entire drawing began to take an abstract appearance, as if he had been drawing like this all his life. Slowly, he turned some of… Read more

“It wasn’t all bad, I have to admit,” Leon smirked, “and I do like to draw occasionally, it never stopped with art class, just died down a bit.” He took the pen and almost brought it down on the napkin to draw, but paused, tapping the blunt end of it on the table lightly as he asked, “Is there anything in particular I should draw on here?”… Read more

Breaking the momentary silence, Leon asked, “Well, are you happy with your job? I suppose there’s more to it than that, but really, if you’re happy with your job, then it should be fine.” Leon went on, “To be honest, art class wasn’t really that great; they had to keep up with all these regulations that were being put up to make it meet… Read more

After taking a sip of his drink and commenting on the taste, Leon mentioned, “Well, I used to be really into art, and I had a few decent projects from my classes that I would just sort of keep around. I never really reached my potential with it, I think, and I just started drawing less and less. It was around that time that I got really… Read more

(Sorry, thought I had put this information in here already.)

Name: Leon
Age: 28
Caste: Omega (male)
Occupation: Store Cashier

Appearance: Dark brown hair with some mess to it, as if he never really bothered to straighten it, just flatten it on his head. His unusually piercing green eyes have the signs of dark bags under them, as if he didn’t… Read more

“Well, let’s see…I come from a family of Alphas, for the most part, but I ended up being an Omega. Only one in my family, in fact,” Leon explained. “I don’t really see a problem with it, I never really had a problem with much, unless someone gave me one. I’m the oldest of two kids, the other being an Alpha himself. He sort of talked me… Read more

“Oh, I don’t mind at all. Name’s Leon. I don’t really drink that often, so I guess I’ll let you choose for me.” He slumped a bit in his seat now, seeing as how it wasn’t really required, now that he knew more about Rylie’s situation. “Seems appropriate, since you’re getting it for me. I mean, I don’t want to impose or anything,” he shrugged.

Looking up from the surface of the table in front of him, he smiled simply at the woman before him and replied, “Sure, that’d be great.” He stopped twiddling his thumbs and sat up in his seat as to not offend the woman in front of him. “So, what’s the name of the woman I should thank for this drink?” he asked, a slight slack in his voice.… Read more

Drumming his fingers on the table at his booth, Leon began to grow impatient from waiting on his brother’s less-than-decent activity in the back of the building to come to an end. Of course, it was today of all days that he convinced Leon to go with him to the Club. He’d been here several times, but it was more or less because his brother… Read more