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[rebelw_outclaws]

The werewolf formerly known as Russ --

Well, currently known as Russ, too.

And to be known as Russ in the future, if everyone knows what's good for them. (Cough cough Salla.)

-- has just pulled up on his bike outside the club.

He enters a moment later, half-smoke cigarette in his hand.

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[bitingmybullet]

Gwen, being possessed of a pretty good nose and equally enviable ears, knows Russ is coming in before he even steps off his bike.

The question, now, is does Russ know Gwen is coming before she sneeeaks out from behind the bar and walks-- sedately, with no spring in her step whatsoever-- close ehough to offer a wry, "Hey, stranger."

[bitingmybullet]

"That's the question, isn't it."

She smiles ruefully.

"I hear you and Preston and Claire had a fun civics seminar recently, though-- any ideas?"

[rebelw_outclaws]

He snorts.

"Sure. You don't want to hear 'em."

[bitingmybullet]

"Do they involve entrails? Because if so, you're right."

[rebelw_outclaws]

Another snort. "Nah, not specifically.

"Look," he continues, reaching out to rest a hand on her wrist, "I'd like to ask you to help me track and go find the son of a bitch myself, but Preston's got so tangled up in this that if I do anything by myself, he'll yell something about neutrality and fair play and everyone'll get fucked over. 'Specially you, if you help me out."

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen huffs.

"Since when is Preston running the show? And I mean any show, up to and including the ones featuring the best of Johnny Cash?"

... That one Preston might arguably run, but Gwen prefers to think of it as a cooperative effort with Karla.

[rebelw_outclaws]

Annoyed -- "I wish like fuck I knew."

[bitingmybullet]

She shakes her head.

"Anyway-- he was with me for the ... connecting the dots on the scent stuff? So there's no reason I shouldn't at least come along, considering I was the one who figured out Nick was connected."

She shrugs, smiling wryly. "But I think he's thinking more of a posse, and it'd probably have to have vamps."

[rebelw_outclaws]

He gives her a brief, proud grin at the first part, that vanishes into a scowl.

Definitely a scowl. Not a sulk.

"Yeah. Figures."

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen sighs.

"I get the due process thing. But I'd feel better about red tape if we actually had anybody to be red-tapey about."

[rebelw_outclaws]

"We'll get the fucker," he assures her, and smiles, predatory. "And we'll burn the red tape when we get to it, yeah?"

[bitingmybullet]

Gwen looks wry.

"'Burn' might be too strong a word."

[rebelw_outclaws]

Russ looks Hurt. And Disappointed.

[bitingmybullet]

"Oh, come on," she laughs.

And shakes her head.

"Don't you ever miss civilization? Just a little bit?"

She might almost sound wheedling.

[rebelw_outclaws]

He considers.

"I'm gonna miss cigarrettes when the country runs out of 'em."

[bitingmybullet]

"... I'd demand to know if you used to be a Libertarian, but that might be giving you too much credit."