Gia Chuckled, Leaning In The Doorway. "Most Definitely," She Joked Back At Him. "I Know For A Fact That

Gia chuckled, leaning in the doorway. "Most definitely," she joked back at him. "I know for a fact that you're more trouble than your worth," she added, enveloping him in a tight hug. "That and I might get turned out for trashing the place. Can you imagine the two of us living together?" she added, laughing. It really was a terrifying thought. Gia tried to be responsible with Noah, in respect of Everett's wishes, but Gia wasn't a very responsible person. Just taking care of herself, alone, was about all she could do. After she'd gotten kicked out of the family by her father, Gia's half-brother had found her and insisted on paying for her tuition and housing out of his practically limitless trust fund. She'd justified it, when she couldn't talk him out of it, by reminding herself that what was now her brother's endless trust was the unification of what had once been hers as well as his old fund. Since half of the money had been hers, she told herself, she could let him put a fraction of it towards helping her along. Since he'd bought the house, outright as a gift, she hadn't had much say but, honestly...it was lonely, but she was too busy reminding herself how blessed she was to be independent (in a sense) to admit that. Her brother couldn't conceive of trying to live in less than three floors, their own family home being a monstrous manor. Gia had never lived by herself before coming here and she often didn't sleep at home, anyway. She'd decorated the first floor just as her mother might have, in hopes that someday her family might show up and wouldn't be ashamed...but they never had. The topmost floor was, to her way of thinking, more comfortable, and the middle floor some bizarre hybrid of the two takes on life...just as her life had been before she'd found out she was a werewolf. "Did you bind and gag Everett somewhere before you escaped to me?" she joked.

Bad Moon Rising | Gia & Noah (closed)

After a painfully boring shift, Noah headed down the familiar route making his way over to Gia’s apartment. It had been a while since he’d seen the brunette, since he’d been spending all his free time with the guys in attempt to “clear his mind”. This usually consisted of drinking until Twin Moon closed and kicked them out at the early hours in the morning. Noah had never been a big drinker, mainly thanks to having occasionally witnessed his fathers abuse with the substance. But a little letting go never hurt anyone. Especially when Noah claimed to be in need of it.

Gia was a lot like him. The pair had hit it off rather well, both having experience with being the new wolves in the pack. Leaving home hadn’t been easy, but they had both managed to find a new home and more right here in Oxford. And most importantly, they shared a common love for having a good time at any time. Gia was one of the few people that Noah could actually hang out with without getting into too much trouble. He often teased her for it too, saying that Everett’s responsible persona was finally getting to her.

He came up to the stunning apartment complex. Gia’s place was…amazing, to say the least. Noah still remembered the first time she had him over, not too long after they met. Three floors all to herself? Gia Desstrin was definitely living the life. In all honesty, Noah wasn’t jealous. He loved living with Everett and Xander. Everett’s place wasn’t this…elegant, but it was home. He saw the front door open out of the corner of his eyes, his focus still occupied at the structure of the building. “Are you sure I’m too old to be adopted?” he asked, a teasing grin on his face. 

Gia raised her brows, as she waited out the silent conversation between Maker and Progeny. Vaguely, she wondered what it must be like to have so deep a connection with another person, little less one that stretched from century and century with no end in sight. There was a time when such a thought might have made Gia feel impossibly lonely, but not anymore. Rather, she thought of her Pack - her mass of brothers - and smiled softly. Cocking a brow at Vera, Gia smirked. "What did he say? Or, you know," she chuckled softly. "Not say? Just saying, he better be cool with it," she joked, lightly. It really was a joke in all sense, though: as if one little wolf could mess with a 1,000+ year old vampire. Most of her brothers might have warned her that no part of this could be safe, but Gia didn't think of it that way. She wasn't afraid of getting hurt. "To tearing up the town!" Rubbing her hands together excitedly, Gia grasped up the shot, making eye contact with the mesmerizing vampiress and tilted her head all the way back. Bringing the glass down to hit the counter with a satisfying clink, she grinned. "Perfect! I'm ready to start my night. You?"

Head Bitch In Bar | Gia & Vera

Gia frowned watching him. "I know that look. What're you planning?" she inquired, given Everett's reaction to her mention of the vampires. "You don't trust them to keep the peace, do you? I thought you had something worked out with their..." she gestured vaguely, trying to remember exactly what the vampire hierarchy was. "Queen." There had, afterall, been rough political waters, between the two species, after their previous Packmaster had gotten the entire Pack (including Gia, herself) hooked on V. Everyone had looked to Everett to find them a way out and, so far, he'd made it work. A genuine smile lit Gia's face as she arched a questioning brow. "Really?" she inquired when he said he'd hoped Lill would lure Gia to visit at work more often. Playfully, Gia gasped when he said he hoped she'd visit. "Are you trying to say you miss me?" she teased lightly. "All you needed to do was say so," she added, lightly. "I would've come and irritated your secretary, even if you hadn't hired Lill," she joked. Many of Everett's co-workers didn't seem to care for Gia's boisterous attitude (and more so, most likely, her tendency to distract their boss from getting his work done), but for her part, Gia chose to take it in stride, finding it entertaining rather than daunting. When it meant to getting to her Pack, no one was ever going to stand in Gia's way. Gia frowned softly. "I'm afraid that staying in her house is exactly what she's been doing too much of lately. I think I'll pay her a visit, tomorrow. Something's changed, there, but I couldn't begin to tell you what." She smirked, making an effort at being her usual gregarious self through a veil of concern. "You know how much I hate mysteries." What she really meant, of course, was how little she could abide seeing a friend unhappy. Gia was the sort of person who would move earth and sky just for the sake of a smile. "Wow, you do trust me," she teased as she took his AmEx card. "While I'm at it, I think I'll go dress shopping as well," she joked, reaching for her cell phone. She stopped though, turning towards him as he seemed to remember something. Yet, when he pulled her to him, his mouth finding hers, she gasped in surprise. Reaching up, she put one hand against the back of his neck, pulling him closer, her other hand touching his face as he deepened the kiss. She felt his tongue against hers, a smile curving her lips as they kissed, and she got onto her tip toes to push herself closer before he suddenly pulled away. "Tease!" laughed Gia, but her smile returned when he thanked her. Head tilting, she bit her lip, softly, knowing what he meant. Gia had never been good with words, or with explaining what she was feeling, but the warmth she felt was in her cheeks and her dancing eyes. Glancing down, she felt lost to explain just what she owed him and how happy she was just to try and make it up to him, but she couldn't think of a way to articulate it. Instead, she shrugged. "You really do miss me, don't you?" she teased, before laughing softly and flashing his card at him as she returned her attention to her phone briefly, her smile following him.

Wild Ones | Gia & Everett

When Gia mentioned that the vampires were interested in the humans and in-fighting, his ears pricked. The last thing he wanted was to get involved in any vamper business, but he also didn’t want any humans getting hurt. And he knew he’d never forgive himself if he knew and didn’t do anything. He made a mental note to go talk to Kol, see what he could find out. Even if he didn’t want to. But he wasn’t going to let anyone be hurt. Ever, not if he could help it.

Everett smiled as she wrapped her arm around him. Gia had a way about her that always made him smile. Especially when she was this close. His thick arms wrapped around her in return, and he kept her close, even as she pulled back to continue talking to him. “I was secretly hopin’ it’d mean you’d visit more often,” he told her with a wink and a playful smirk. There weren’t many times that he got to really relax and be the playful person he was inside; but Gia always made sure he did.

"I am too, though… The best thing for her to do is to just stay in her house," he said, "I’ll have to visit the pup once he’s got his adult bark, so I can do my best to know when she might need help." It wouldn’t be much, but it’d be something. And Brett had made friends with more than a few wolves; so he knew he’d have back up if ever he needed to protect her.

"Well, then let’s do it," he said with a broad grin, leaning up so he could pull his wallet out of his back pocket. He made good money being the mayor, and so he enjoyed being able to pay when he and anyone he was with wanted food. "I’ll hand you my card so you can order our delivery, and I’ll go get the steaks started," he said as he pulled out his AmEx and placed it in her free hand. In one swift and easy movement, they were both standing, and he gazed down on her from his place in tall stature. "Oh, and," he said with a grin before leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. He slipped his wallet back into his pocket before wrapping that arm around her waist and clinging her close to him, deepening the kiss. But just as it got to the point of no return, he pulled back and winked down at her, "Thank you." He hoped she would know what he was thanking her for. Being here, and always making him smile.

Has Dany’s confidence bled over to your off-screen life? I would like to say yes, but I think my British kind of sensibility takes over. Sitting at home, I do sometimes go, “What would Dany do?" Trying out that side of your personality is really wonderful. You don’t want to cross me on a date.

"Good," responded Gia, emphatically, when Everett promised not to worry about the vamps. Live and let live had always been Gia's policy, but that was easy when you were just one wolf roaming the forests. It was different when you had a Packmaster's responsibilities: even Gia knew that. Still, she hated to see it all weighing him down. He didn't deserve that. "They don't seem too bothered by us. More interested in the humans and in-fighting, if I'm not mistaken." Gia didn't think she was mistaken, either. She spent more than her fair share of time ranging around town and chatting it up with people. Gia had always reveled in being a part of the action, in knowing what was going on around her and, as it happened, that ideally suited her to having some awareness of these things. None of the vamps seemed particularly interested in her in one way or another (unless it was Kol but even Gia knew he was only interested in her for a particular reason of another kind). No one had come here to stir up trouble for the wolves, so far. "Perfect!" exclaimed Gia, the liquid in her drink sloshing about as she raised her hands in excitement. Her expression softened with affection when he remarked how devastated both Blaize and herself had been to see their friend go. Everett had always looked out for her, even before he'd really known her, and Gia knew she'd never fully understand why. He was the first person who ever had. "Oh, Ev," she added, giving him a one-arm hug. "That is wonderful! A job means roots! And I know no one better able to help someone out than you. Thank you!" Pausing, she laughed as she added, "And that is also quite convenient for me, because visiting the both of you will be quite easy." "Yes," she confirmed. "It's a dalmation!" blurted Gia. "His name is Lucky and he is the sweetest little thing." Gia's love of animals (and, unsurprisingly, of dogs especially) was well documented. Gia wasn't one for tying herself down to a schedule, but she'd been happy to do it in order to volunteer at the animal shelter. Whenever she saw a dog, she had to stop and play with it and, of course, most canines cottoned to her - but that had more to do, she suspected, with her second nature than anything else. "I have to admit," she continued. "I'm happy to know she'll have someone there to help keep her safe, when he's grown and one of us aren't around. I worry about her." Gia had always been quite protective of the people who mattered to her and she counted Brett on that list. Even if she didn't realize it, Gia felt that Brett was essentially an honorary member of the Pack...she simply lacked their advantages. Gia's smile broadened at Everett's suggestion. She loved it when he smiled, when he laughed, or in any way loosened up a bit. Even something as who cares as suggesting three meals was enough for her. She giggled softly. "Let's do it! I could wolf down a whole horse, honestly," she teased, winking at him. Gia, afterall, loved bad werewolf puns.

Wild Ones | Gia & Everett

Everett shook his head, “The last thing I’mma worry about is a few new fangers in town. I’m stayin’ outta their business, and hopefully that means they’ll stay outta ours.” He hated thinking about them. It brought him back to those extremely difficult decisions he’d had to make after becoming Packmaster. And even though it was in the best interest of the pack, it still made him sick to think of the fact that the fanger queen had some kind of protection over them. It made him feel weak and stupid, like he couldn’t do his job right.

He shook away the thought and took a sip of the two colored drink in his hand. “I knew about Lilly. Ran into her not too long ago. She’ll be workin’ for me, actually. It was about the only way I could convince her to stay,” Everett said, his eyes meeting those of the happy female, “I remember what her leavin’ did to you and Blaize. I’d hate to think that might happen again. So, anythin’ I can do to keep her round, I’ll do.” Not to mention he wasn’t exactly putting himself out or anything by having Lilly as his assistant. She was good at it; and she was hella nice to look at.

"Brett? As in the Barr’s kid?" he asked with a raised brow. They lived in a small town, and he took pride in knowing every single non-vampire that lived there. Well, he didn’t much care for the shifters, either. But that was another story. "What’d she get? I can only imagine her with a spaniel or somethin’ of the like," he said with a light laugh. She’d always been a good kid, and whether the blonde human knew or not, most of the people she surrounded herself with were wolves. And that was always okay with Everett. Humans who preferred wolves were a good thing.

"As for dinner…" he said, leaning his chin onto her shoulder and letting out a breath, "I have some steaks we could grill up. Or we could order pizza. Or chinese." He paused before grinning playfully, "Or all three."

Sister Shifter | Gia & Noelle

"Satransky!" called Gia, jumping up from the bar stool she'd been occupying while she chatted with Jaden. "Get over here!" Propelling her forward with broad gestures, Gia grinned, before leaning over the counter and asking Jaden to get a drink ready for Noelle. Hurrying over to the other female, Gia put a rather colorful drink directly into her hand. "Drink up! And then tell me all about your day! I want every detail," she added, grinning brightly. Gia saw it as her personal mission to help gently introduce Noelle to the fun the world could be. The girl was greatly sheltered and Gia feared she was missing out. A friendship between a shifter and a Were was not exactly ordinary, but that had never dictated a single thing for Gia Desstrin. Afterall, it was no more bizarre than a relationship with a vampire and, to date, she knew several vamps. Noelle needed someone to look out for her and, being a protective person by nature, Gia had personally selected herself for the job. "Ok, spill. First, what do you think of that concoction?" she inquired, pointing towards the boldly colored drink. "Second, what've you been up to?!"