Everyone had a plan. Or at least, almost everyone. It was like the world thought that all things needed to be planned out first, as if it helped to keep things from getting too far out of hand or taking those wildly unexpected turns, which one might dare to hope wouldn't happen. Strategy wasn't immune to chaos, though. The world didn't care how many Plan Bs, Cs, or Ds there were. If it was meant to go wrong, if something was meant to happen, then it was going to happen one way or another. There was no deterring what was likely already etched into one's future. Sure, one could take as many detours as possible to try and stop things, but it would only work for so long before there just wasn't any holding it back. Now, did this mean that the were believed in some sort of divine fate? Some god of all living things that sat there on a mighty throne made of gold, looking down on the lives he'd created and moving them like pieces on a chess board? No. But he did believe that some things were just meant to happen, no matter how much effort was put into avoiding it. Avoidance was just a "beat around the bush" method of trying to keep things out of one's life that they didn't want. Why waste time trying to pretend change wasn't going to find him? Why act like everything would always go his way when there was no way in hell that it would? It just seemed redundant, a giant waste of time when he could just tackle whatever it was that wanted to try and stop him from doing whatever it was he wanted to whenever it was that he wanted to do it. If it wasn't for the fact that, nine times out of ten, that particular "thing" he wanted wasn't something meant for him or that the man just had a bad habit of taking what he could from those that he could, maybe this "face it, get it done, move on to the next thing" kind of ambition and tenacity could have been considered a good quality about Levi. To him, it was just a waste of energy that he certainly didn't want to spend on tip-toeing around crap. Less got accomplished that way â€" well, less than what he wanted to accomplish anyway.

For as long as he cared to look back on, he'd never been interested in trying to map out where it was he wanted to be in life. He didn't have some sort of milestone thought process of what it was his ultimate goal was and what he needed to do in order to get there. The were had hated school from the day that it went from more or less just running around like wild animals playing with classmates and coloring to being all about learning and homework and trying to figure out what he might aspire to be when he was all grown up. His father was a successful man, the regional manager of several Grand Capitol Bank branches in the crowded city of Los Angeles. And his mother? Well, she was just as successful as the man she married, a partner in her law firm. How ironic, right? They were both business savvy, sharp individuals with master's degrees and doing more than well in their chosen careers, taking pride in their work and the life that they'd built together. If ever there was a man and woman so unfortunate as to have a kid like Levi... well, it was most definitely them. But as far as the man was concerned, they were just another fine example of how hard anyone could work to have the perfect life, and something would still go absolutely wrong at some point, no matter how hard they might try to keep such occurrences from coming to be. Some would say that his parents must have neglected him, ignored him for their careers even, seeing the boy they conceived as nothing more than some little side-note in their busy schedules. And maybe to a minute degree, this might be true. And yet, that was hardly the reason he was the way he was. There was no denying that he was a smart kid growing up. Even when he blatantly refused to do his homework, he was still doing better in his classes than some of his peers that did every assignment and listened to every lesson. And yet, perhaps he was clever enough that he had become bored, like a german shepherd without a single bone to chew on or bury.

It was almost unfortunate, really. Had his mother and father seen the boredom in his young gaze before Levi had discovered the adrenaline rush that came with stealing things and vandalizing public property only to revel in the challenge of not getting caught, he might have been just as successful as them. Perhaps he might even be a manager in one of his father's branches. Ah, but that was not how this story goes. Instead, they gave him the same attention that most kids received. His father would take him fishing on the weekends, but Levi had taken no interest in it. All it was, was sitting there with a pole trying to catch a fish, and sometimes even have to put it back after it was caught on the hook. What was the point in returning what he'd caught? His mother would try and encourage him to make friends with the other boys in his grade or perhaps even the other kids in the neighborhood, but that also quickly became of no interest to him. All they to do was make fun of each other and ride around the skate park with their bikes or skateboards... Even when he had been given puzzle or problems to solve, he saw it all as pointless and dull. It wasn't until he'd seen the older kids in schooling spray-painting graffiti on the side of the school building only to take off at a wild sprint when the principal came out of the office yelling and hollering when something clicked in young Levi's mind. He'd watched them get caught by the cops and scolded for what they'd done, and as he watched those kids hang their heads in shame, a thought came to him. I bet I can do better than that. It had been the aspect of a challenge, the idea of real and true consequence, and how to avoid that consequence that drove him into finding the rush that came with all the things that was his mother's job to prosecute against. And that was where the biggest irony was. A mother that worked for a law firm. A father that worked for the bank. And of all children they could have had, they were given Levi, the one who would dare to see just what he could get away with before getting caught.

Testing boundaries and seeing what it might take for him to drive others past that breaking point was just one of the many things that he'd come to enjoy more than he should because of that discovery so many years ago, when his young mind found the very thing it had been starved for. And yes, it has earned him a few brawls and getting his ass handed to him a time or two, but that only made the man that much more tenacious. It was all about the adrenaline for him, about finding weaknesses in those around him and what he might be able to do with that new information. It was a game, a chase, and maybe it was simply the were in him, but he very much enjoyed a good chase. As he moves into that seat beside the woman, this was only the very first step, and it was about to get a whole lot more interesting. She snickers at his first remark and she had his interest piqued. Oh yes, this was going to be very interesting. The stunning creature does not leave the were waiting long when she turns to face him, those glacier blues meeting smoldering earth as she sneers her reply, lifting a hand to tuck a stray strand of near-blackened hair behind her ear. And oh, how that devilish grin only deepens as he hisses an inhale as though he'd touched something much too cold."Ouch. That was cold", he says then, dark eyes glittering as he pauses only briefly, clearly far from fazed."That's alright though, I like a good chill", he almost growls back deeply, giving her a chuckle of amusement. She is abrupt to turn and beckon the bartender over, which hardly surprised him with how she's reacted thus far to him. She tries a sassy remark with the were now and he merely shrugs nonchalantly, her words like water on a duck's feathers."Most days, but I don't think I'm alone right now", he replies coolly, though when the bartender hands her the bill and she asks for him to add Levi's drink to her bill, he can hardly help the wolfish smirk as he takes that drink of his and downs it easily as she stands, his gaze not once wavering from the woman as she stands from her seat only to touch that slender hand of hers on his shoulder as though she were being sweet even when the man was far from new at this little game he played with her.

He turns in his seat to watch her leave, his gaze traveling along her slender frame in male appreciation.One... Two... And before he even reached three within his mind, she hesitates, only to look over her shoulder to Levi. And that was all it takes. He knew that look very, very well, far from oblivious to his own charms and toned build that had more than a small handful of women turning to look as he would be walking down the street. Game on. No sooner than the woman opens the door is Levi standing from his own stool and making his way out of the bar. He finds her immediately amidst the sea of strangers on the sidewalk and easily slides his way towards her."Well, how about some directions then at least, sweetheart? I'm new here, and I could use a little help" he says in tenor tones as smooth as molasses. He matches her strides easily, hands tucked into the pockets of his jeans as he walks there beside her, that daring smile all but faded from his features as earthen eyes continue to watch her curiously and oh, so closely. How thoroughly Levi was enjoying the ice in her gaze, the resistance that she so kept about her towards his sheer forwardness. In all fairness, the man really was new, although it wasn't as though figuring out his way around Sacrosanct would be difficult for him and he was more than confident that she wouldn't believe him anyway. Hell, if she did, that might surprise him - for about five seconds. She was far from the first that gave him an icy reaction all in effort to dissuade him from pursuing them further, and yet he wouldn't deny that it was a rather sexy look on her. If anything, he saw this women with long dark hair and eyes to match the chill in her voice as all the more enticing for such a quality, so it was certainly going to take a lot more than a few cold remarks and sarcasm to have the were losing interest in trying his chances. No pain, no gain, isn't that how the saying went? And, with just how... spirited this pretty thing was proving to be, the odds of such a thing were definitely not in her favor.