Ratchet froze looking at her still chugging his bottle. He looked at her as if she didn't know who she was.

Alora blinked as she looked at Ratchet. How could he not know her? He screwed with her so much she would think rather he was stoned or not he would know her... Even just for the fact they had sex and he screwed her over for about two weeks every night in a row... "Ratch? Why are you looking at me like that? Alora? Remember?!" she said slightly irritated at this.

Ratchet looked at her weakly, "Why! Why! Are you trying to kill me!" He said and began to sob and double his drinking speed, "Damnit..."

Alora's face twisted slightly though she attempted to hide it. He was drunk after all... she knew how most drunk people acted and she knew that sometimes you just shouldn't listen to what they say or at least not take too much to heart... "What do you mean? I would never try to kill you... not even in my wildest dreams..." she murmured softly looking at Ratchet warily as he drank... she didn't like it... she hoped he wouldn't act like her father did when he drank... though... it seemed he already was...

Ratchet looked at her and seemed to crumble to bits. "Why not....why not...you should....you should hate me...." He whimpered babbling. The bottle now empty slipped through his fingers and broke on the floor.

Alora looked at Ratchet sadly and shook her head "no... No I couldn't hate you... I could never hate you..." she said softly looking at Him feeling helpless with this conversation of him being drunk. She was kinda glad he didn't act like her father though she could pobably stand the abuse better then the sobs.

"Why not....no one likes me anyway....it's all an act..." He said, "They just don't want to be killed so they suck up and make lies....no one likes me...." He muttered looking at her.

"I could never lie to you... Not like that... Not ever..." Alora murmured softly as she stepped past the door though was hessitent when she stepped into the room not knowing exactly how he would react.

(I'm guessing Damen comes up soon? I think you should post as him though ^^ )

((kk lol))

He whimpered, "Don't...don't.....please don't!" He said backing up away from her.

Alora backed up right away slightly bewildered not wanting to make Ratchet upset... Even if he had already sobbed and stuff. Whenever she walked now she walked with a limp since her leg still felt funny and still hurt slightly... It made her look kinda funny when she backed up.

Ratchet just shivered looking at her. Suddenly a hand fell on Alora's shoulder dreading her as she stumbled. "Easy Alora Reno hates it when his toys brake." Damen said lightly from behind her. His eyes narrowed on Ratchet. "You shouldn't be seeing this."

Alora jumped and wobbled slightly even just the light hand would make her a little off balenced thanks to her leg. She didn't like Damen that much though she didn't let it show. "Ow... I just came looking for him... I didn't know where he had went to that's all..." Alora murmured almost meakly as for she still kept the 'weak little pet' act up to lower suspicions of her and Ratchet... It worked mostly.

"Uuuhuh…" He said looking at her. "Well petto let you know it's he beta's job. That means me not you…" He sneered a bit.

Ratchet hiccupped. "Damen, be nice to her she has pretty…" He said standing. "Pretty hair. She's pretty."

Damen rolled his eyes. "Right well miss Pretty has to go Reno."

Alora hid a grin well when Ratchet spoke remembering that he had said once he liked her hair. She then turned snearing back at Dsmrn though only behind his back knocking off his hand when she started walking stubling a few times though never fell as she slowly walked back to the table. She sighed seeing Alex and Missy weren't there then walked to Ratchet's and hers room to sit on the floor watching Kaya, Heiwa, and Bara play together in their wolf forms. She then smiled at Reyol who she had sat next to and gave him a warm motherly hug.

((do you want to be Damen now?))

Reyol gave a small mental giggle hugginghis mother close. 'Hey momma where's daddy?'

Alora smiled hearing Reyol then the smile slowly faded and she looked down thinking. "Um... He's just off for a bit of alone time for while don't worry he'll be back here soon..." she said softly then smiled reasuringly at her son.

(sure just tell me if I neede to act a certain way... Um what would he say first? Idk)

He nodded frownig when he saw his mother's smile leave. Looking ather he three his arms around her hugging her happily. He didn't like seeig his momma upset.

((Umm he'd probably be a bit suspisious and angry.))

"Why the heck are you acting like this Reno!? What's up with that, that girl?! Why is she still hangingb around you? Why are you drinking!? You never drink." Damen growled at Ratchet then the thought passed his mind and he growled deeper... Though he didn't say anything yet. *

"I don't know she's just clingy!" Ratchet whined grabbing another bottle. "They all are...attention! They all want attention! Needy, needy people!" He said drinking deeply.

"Okay... So why don't you just push her away like you did the others? And again WHY ARE YOU DRINKING?!" Dame asked getting a bit irritated at Ratchet... He didn't like him when he was drunk he saw him as a whimp when he was like this.

He let out a low growl. "Back off! I'll drink if I wanna!" He scowled. he muttered something abot kids dying and uselessness. He glared at Damen as he drank now. His eyes narrowed as he thought. He told Alora he would have to kill him. But could he…would he. Damen was his friend. Closer than Alex in some ways.

Damen sighed giving up as he started walking away. "I guess I'll talk with you when you're solber and not so jacked up." he said scowling though not looking back at Ratchet. He wasn't big on getting into it with his friend... He didn't much like it since they were close buds.

Ratchet reached out and sharply grabbed Damen arm, "Sit...." He said sternly his other hand holding out a new bottle to him. "Where do you have to go....you're always busy somewhere....There isn't that much to be done...." He said watching Damen darkly.

Damen frowned though sat and shook his head not taking the offered bottle. "Na man I told Mika I'd be back to her soon you know how I don't like saying something to her then not fallowing through... you also know I don't drink much... what's that look for?" He asked frowning a bit more. He didn't like Ratchet drunk and he didn't like to get drunk around Ratchet either... they weren't the best combination...

"Mika dammit why why did it have to be Mika!" He groaned rubbing his face, "Hmm why why did you mate with her!" He said tossing the bottle against the opposite wall.