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Shooting Cherry a grin, he returned the light squeeze before releasing the strawberry-blond so that he could return to the cinnamon bun. "Don't feel alone in that," Cali told him with a rare sincerity in his voice. "I think we all feel that way. We're here for each other, whatever it is. Even the other two, though I doubt they'd admit it." He shook his head with a chuckle at the mention of the two other omegas playfully teasing each other. It was an odd thing to see, Caliban wasn't going to deny that. If they weren't both omegas he'd say the two of them made a perfect pair, albeit a bit odd, but still cute.

It was a scary thought; the kind of alphas that were out there, and the kind that were drawn to the two they were speaking of. They looked strong and imposing, someone who could stop you with a simple glance. It was that part of them the crazy alphas wanted to possess, wanted to control, wanted to break. Caliban shivered. "Still, I'll be keeping an eye on them during this Halloween event. Halloween seems to drain the sanity from people as it is," he sighed. "I know the rules, but I also rules can and will be broken. I myself break the rules quite often, throw a little fit and they don't want a big issue so they do whatever it takes to solve the issue and move on. If something happened to them...I have no doubt the center would cover their own ass and save the face of their business before worrying about any of us."

The smile returned to Cali's face as their gaze moved to the two omegas in question, letting out a light chuckle. "They really do bring out the best in each other...or maybe the worst. I can't tell yet."


Shea was very obviously proud of himself, standing to his full height as he peered down at the slightly shorter raven. Now Shea wasn't a complete fool when it came to flirting and romance, he'd dabbled a bit in his fair share of flirting before he came along and took Shea's ability to trust anyone.

Still, he recognized the look in Fax's face and he caught the grey blue eyes lingering around his lips that unintentionally curved upwards into a smile. It was strange, but for some reason he wasn't uncomfortable with Fax's teasing. Perhaps it was the simple fact that Fax just wasn't an alpha, but he also couldn't help but feel there was more to it than that. He just couldn't explain it yet.

Shea laughed again as it seemed that Fax had given up on his attempt to swipe the cinnamon bun. Part of him was a little disappointed that their game was over so soon, but of course they lived together and there was plenty of opportunity to get him again later. Taking another bite of the cinnamon bun, Shea answered coolly, "Mmm, nah. It's still nice and warm." Deliberately he ran his tongue across his lips, sure to overextend while running along his bottom lip to expose the silver stud again.

He was still priding himself for a job well done as Fax moved to go past him and to his room, electric green eyes widening slightly at the hot breath that was suddenly against the shell of his ear. Whatever he'd been expecting, it certainly had not been that. Fax's words sending light shivers down his spine as he was stunned into silence for a moment. He went slack as he tried to process the sudden shift in lead, warmth on his cheek lingering even after Fax's lips disappeared, no longer believing he held the upper hand in this game.

It even took him a moment to realize his hand was much lighter, and as he blinked and tried to shake himself free of surprise. Noticing his cinnamon bun was no longer in his hand, he spun on his heels in time to see Fax hurrying off with his pastry. "Oh it's on!" he called after him, crossing his arms over his chest like a child. "That was underhanded and dirty. Two can play at that game! You just watch!"