Jackson Whittemore (
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Room 222 and Beyond, Sunday Evening
So, here it was. The night of the full moon. The first one since Jackson's transition from kanima into werewolf. And it was going to be fine. Despite what Stiles had said, and despite what Jack had said, and despite whatever it was that had made Jim decide to bail on the room for the night. He was going to be fine. He was going to show them all that he was better than just losing control again. Super moon be damned. He was better. Because he had to be.
Right?
Okay, so, he was pacing around the room and still weighing his options. There was still good time to go out into the preserve, like Jack had said. Just in case. Or he could still just stay here. It could be just fine. He was strong. He was stronger than this. Who wanted to wake up God knows where the next morning, anyway?
... But what if?
He kept pacing.
[ooc: Omg my bb's first full moon. Post is for that poor guy Stilinski who always gets to deal with bb werewolves, and up early 'cause timezones. Wolfy bits NFB, please.]
Right?
Okay, so, he was pacing around the room and still weighing his options. There was still good time to go out into the preserve, like Jack had said. Just in case. Or he could still just stay here. It could be just fine. He was strong. He was stronger than this. Who wanted to wake up God knows where the next morning, anyway?
... But what if?
He kept pacing.
[ooc: Omg my bb's first full moon. Post is for that poor guy Stilinski who always gets to deal with bb werewolves, and up early 'cause timezones. Wolfy bits NFB, please.]
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Stiles didn't bother knocking because he probably could be heard and smelled from down the hall. He just hoped that his natural Stilesy musk covered up the fact he was carrying crushed up wolfsbane in his pocket for safety. Thanks to Lydia for that tip.
"Hey, Jackson?"
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Because surely that would give off the impression he had everything under control.
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"Stiles. Leave me alone."
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They probably knew that he'd been uncontrollable murder weapon just a while ago, though. And that the first full moon was hard for everyone.
He knew the first thing and was starting to accept the second.
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"They will, however, probably think less of you if you wrecked the dorms once the moon comes up."
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His jaw was looking pretty tight and his shoulders pretty tense, as he let go of an annoyed breath. "So, what do you suggest I do instead? Huh?"
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And if worse comes to worse, he'd get wolfsbane in the face to stop him from doing anything stupid. Stiles couldn't say he hated that idea.
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He kept glaring, and for a moment it looked like he was going to slam the door in Stiles' face and be done with it. But no. "Fine." The fear won out. He reached out, grabbed his keys. "Fine. Whatever. Let's go."
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"Thanks," Stiles said. "I promise you this is the right decision. You're already better off than Scott was on his first full moon."
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Except for how he'd kind of saved the day with the Gerard thing. But whatever.
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"...heh, American werewolf in London, I just got why that was funny."
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"London," he repeated, as he walked. "Really."
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There was actually someone he wanted to ask about. But didn't.
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Fine for Beacon Hills, anyway. Meaning still breathing.
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He was starting to go down stairs about two at a time, now.
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He hoped the super moon wouldn't turn people into super werewolves. Hopefully it just took some weird supernatural fisting to make that happen. Yes, he heard about the twins.
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But considering what had just been said in the narrative about what that word meant for people from their town...
He was looking more tense and agitates by the minute.
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"I'll try." Reassuring, wasn't it? "Let's just get out of here."
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"Anchor thing?"
Maybe he shouldn't have ignored all those calls from Scott. Just a thought.
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He wasn't going to share that.
And it was just as well, because that was about when they got outside.