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"It appears that way." Mercutio added with a nod letting out another nod.
"Dammit..." he muttered under his breath. He pulled a cigarette packet out of his pocket and was about to stand up and leave when Jynelle latched on to him. "Not alone! Jynelle doesn't was 'Cutio to get hurt again..." She said in a rather worried tone. She'd stopped playing her flute mid-note in a rush to catch the werewolf.
Mercutio looked down at Jynelle and shook his head. "Nelle-love, I don't want you to come with me. I don't want my bad habits to effect you..." He said with a sort of whine. "I really need to. It'll take my mind off my cravings for a while. I'm not drunk, so I'll know what's going on before it happens... Jynelle I don't want to hurt anyone accidentally." He continued, forgetting about the other two.

Jynelle looked at the others with a hopeful eyes. "Tell him not to go on his own! I don't want him to get hurt again! He'll listen if more than one person tells him." The corsea looked almost close to tears begging for the others to take her side.
"Nelle..." Mercutio whispered with a sigh.

Lani sat up abruptly, liking Merc's idea. "Actually!! Can I go with him, amiga? I could use one too," she said in a rush. Clearly she was a smoker as well. Before Raven could answer, she was plucking her purse up off the ground that was beside her guitar case, after placing her orb on the table of course. She yanked a pack of Camel Light Menthols out as well as a metallic gray Zippo with a fuchsia skull on front. Funny little torch lighter, that thing.

"Shall we? If Raven doesn't mind watching our lil' amigos..." hopeful look at said young woman.

Mercutio looked at Lani as though he was mulling over the offer. "I'm not sure that's a good idea..." He said looking back at Jynelle, "Perhaps I should wait."

Jynelle shook her head and pushed him a little. "Go. You need it. Your cravings are getting really bad, aren't they? Remember what happened last time? And you still haven't done anything about it. I know you told me you would quit smoking and not drink so much, but I'll forgive you if it means you aren't going to kill anyone." She said casually, "Go go, before you loose control."

Mercutio shook his head at the corsea. "I won't los-" before he could finish his sentence something stopped him. He swore again and dragged Lani out the door. "Quick quick!" he shouted.

"Woo! Aie carajo~" she wailed when dragged, then strided ahead to avoid the dragging and opened the door for Mercutio. "Slow down, amigo. There'll be cigarettes in your pack when you go outside, still!" When outside, she pulled one of those cancer sticks out of her pack and flicked open her zippo. The skull's eyes lit up red, and when she flicked the torch on, which turned dark pink after a second, the skull's lower jaw opened. Lighter was flicked closed and stuffed in her purse, and thus begins her own little relief.

She felt no fear nor worry around Mercutio. Why? She had no idea what he was. The only thing she understood cravings as, was smoking...

Lani nodded sincerely. "Si, chico. Veo - I understand." In comparison to Mercutio, she was a slow smoker. Always enjoying hers, and the short nicotine high with it. "Been a while since you had one, or someting?"

She peeked through the glass door, checking on her crystal orb from afar, hoping to herself it'd be ok without her for a few minutes.

Mercutio shook his head. "I had one earlier this morning." He said not giving her eye contact. He finished his and dropped it on the ground, putting it out with his foot. It wasn't helping. He pulled another one out an lit it without a word.

"No thank you, Raven. Mercutio's craving are kind of different. Even when he's alone he gets them. It's a curse. Usually at times like this he'd look for a field of cattle or something... but now all the farmers in the area are aware that someone is killing their livestock." Jynelle said with and awkward smile. "Lani's actually in very real danger right now. If he flips, it may mean the end of her..." She added declining the offer of a glass of water. She wanted to accept it, but it didn't feel right to her.

Lani probably should be told she was in possible danger. Or is that phrase right - ignorance is bliss?

The young woman couldn't even finish her cigarette, though she was more than halfway through it. Some weird feeling in her gut was pulling her to go elsewhere. Would she listen to that gut feeling? It was so strong a feeling from out of nowhere, that it actually hit her physically, not just mentally. "AI CARAJO," she blurted in a cry of pain, dropping her cigarette while curling over, slamming a palm into the glass door with a bang. Lit cherry sparked ashes as it dropped, and lay there still smoldering. Fingers curled, clawing. Eyes were wide, teal pupils shrinking. She looked shocked from the random pain. It was starting to get worse than cramps, fast. Breathing quickened, "What the hell, man!"

Inside, her orb tremored against the table, glow flickering off and on rather brightly. It was worried, trying to grab someone's attention.