I sip, you sip, we sip [Jup's bachelor orgy]

Theory was long used to stuffing down emotional impulses - until they reared their ugly head, far more powerful than the hundreds of smaller twinges she'd shoved far out of sight. Seeing Noir, and worse than that, catching his eye as he came on to the strange (and strangely alluring - was everyone here beautiful?) female stoked a rage that she hadn't known she was capable of. It made her want to fight or scream or cry. Theo took a deep breath and bottled the feeling, condensing it down until it was a liquid hatred. There were wolves from all walks of life here. Not everyone cared about the things Abaven did. She could shout that he was a traitor, caught red-handed trying to commit sororicide, a dirty no-go coward who had run away when held responsible for his actions... but something told her that most of the wolves gathered here might just blink and turn away. Or worse, like when she'd lost her cool in front of Chaos and Tyrian when they had handed Rhythm over - they would simply look at her with barely contained pity. What a foolish child, letting her emotions get the best of her.

What could she do to hurt him that wouldn't embarrass herself or get herself killed? There was a joviality to this gathering that she didn't want to traipse on. Everyone else could have a good time - except Noir. Just as she took her first step towards the pair of dark wolves, Theo caught Thalia's gaze across the clearing. For a moment their eyes locked, wide and questioning. She knew what they both were thinking: what are you doing here? Taking a deep breath and steeling herself, she looked away from her friend and her love and approached Felicity and Noir. Remember, no one cares that he's a disgusting scoundrel.

"Oh," Theory said casually, frowning at the pair. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The young alpha addressed only Felicity. "He's got fleas - bad. And an intestinal parasite. I caught him throwing up bile and blood just before coming down to the sand." She sidled up to Felicity's other side, brushing against her, shoulder to shoulder. Electricity ran between them. Weaker than what she usually felt with Thalia, but it was still present: an undeniable attraction. "Why don't you leave him to tend to his issues? I hear eventually the parasite will pass," she whistled long and low through her teeth, all innocence and guile, "but usually only through the anus or urethra. Yuck, huh?" Her heart was beating three thousand times per second. I'm going to ruin your fucking night, "bro."