[Open] You're mine 'til the sun comes up

[notmymccalling]

Who: Scott McCall notmymccalling and You
Where: Generally outside anywhere, he's roaming about.
When: Sunset on 9/9
Rating: Teen
Summary: Full Moon's out so Scott's prowling about outside to de-stress.
The Story:

Scott really wasn't entirely sure he knew why he felt like he was crawling out of his skin. It was the full moon, yes, but he'd redeveloped an anchor, so it shouldn't be as bad as it was. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had this sinking feeling that things have just been too easy lately. Whatever the case, he decided a stroll around the grounds would be a fairly decent idea. If he did start to lose control, he could dart into the woods and calm himself down or claw up a few trees in frustration.

The fresh air did wonders for his antsy, cooped up feeling. He could already feel the crawling under his skin lessen, despite being directly in the moon's glow. Maybe a trip to the training room was in order. If he wasn't afraid he'd break something, he might actually go for that idea.

[OOC: Scott can be found roaming around just about anywhere outside! Feel free to bump into him wherever you like. As always, prose is wonderful, but I don't mind bracketspam either. <3]

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[Action] Out by the beach!

[widows_kiss]

It's one of those nights when sleep's not easy in coming. Far too restless to spend the evening confined to her room, or even in the training center for the time being, Natasha had slipped out for a late night run along the beach, hoping the fresh and and the steady rhythm of the waves would calm where her other methods failed. At the very least, it would help clear her head.

And with the moon full overhead, there's plenty of visibility in all directions. Not that she's overly worried.

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While Natasha relied on visibility, even though Scott had his back to her, standing just close enough to the water that the waves washed over his shoes, he caught her scent and heard her coming. He casts a glance in her direction then pans it to their surroundings to see if they were alone. She would probably immediately notice the glowing red eyes as he scanned the darkness. The moon was doing a wonderful job banishing the darkness, but there were still areas in shadow and he could see at least ten times better relying on those eyes. He could also see things with then that his normal eyes just couldn't pick up.

Scott waved at her and when she was close enough he faces her fully. "You're out late. Don't you know you shouldn't jog under the full moon?" He teases with a smile. He really isn't sure if there are any dangerous wolves here, but he really doesn't want to take the chance.

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"I figured I had a reliable guard dog out here somewhere, just in case," she calls back, teasing him, taking in the sight of his glowing red eyes with a curious look.

She slows to a stop beside him, offering him a crooked smile. "Besides I was too restless to sleep and being cooped up inside wasn't sounding very enjoyable tonight. Looks like I wasn't the only one with that problem."

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He smiles with a bit of a laugh. Honestly, he's used to the dog jokes and so long as they aren't said maliciously, he can even find humour in them. "Yeah, guess that's true." He let his eyes fade back to their dark chocolate brown when she reaches him.

"Felt like I was crawling out of my skin. That's not usually a good sign, but it's calmed now that the walls aren't closing in on me anymore." And he really didn't want to wake Stiles or Derek with his problems. It wasn't fair to them. Good thing the solution was as simple as heading out for a walk. "Things've been too calm lately, y'know? I'm not used to this. Beacon Hills is generally chaos anymore." He shrugs lightly, accepting that his home town was kind of insane.

"Is a late night jog on the beach your usual get-away?"

[Action]

[voiceinthedark]

One thing that the apocalypse had done was made it so easy to see the stars. No light pollution really, just black sky and stars and the Milky Way so high above. Sure, the night was also populated by the ravenous undead who got even more active at night, but sometimes it almost felt worth it.

Sam doesn't recognise the stars here, but he does like the freedom to wander around after dark. He's been out to the bunker again, and is heading back at a leisurely place, listening to some music from his iPod. It's the kind of thing he'd thought he'd never get back.

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Scott hears the music playing before he sees anyone. His hearing is that much sharper during the full moon. When he finally does see Sam with his headphones on, he moves to his side. If Sam didn't notice the teen approaching, he leans into his view and waves a hand at him, motioning with the other in a mime of taking off imaginary headphones, figuring he'd get the hint.

He had to admit, the stars were beautiful here. There was really no light pollution to speak of what with Wonderland seeming to be the only inhabited area. It put off some light, but nothing like a big city. Or even a small one for that matter.

[voiceinthedark]

He really should have been paying more attention. He'd let his guard down and it was stupid, so stupid, especially when someone lurched towards him. For a moment all he could see was teeth and rot and he didn't have a weapon and he was- he was so stupid! How could he ever believe that things were different? He jerks back, breathing comic harsh and panicked for a moment until the person mimes taking off his headphones.

Oh. Yeah, now he feels stupid.

He slides the earbuds off and gives a sheepish smile. "Uh, hi. Sorry you uh, you startled me."

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This close, and even if the other's expression wasn't a dead give-away, he could smell that surge of fear through his chemosignals. Scott blinked, pulling away, but then the headphones come off and he was met with a sheepish smile and an apology. Scott smiled back kindly.

"Nah, it's okay. Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He looked up at the sky. "Stargazing's a pretty serious highlight about being stuck here, isn't it?" He offered even as his eyes darted from the unfamiliar constellations to the full moon above. "But it can probably be pretty dangerous being out at night here, can't it? I mean with a full moon and all." Then he laughed. "Or maybe I've seen too many horror movies back home."

Action; gardens somewhere...

[markedbyfate]

He's been here a day and Alex still isn't giving up on finding a way out. He's going to walk the whole grounds of this place looking for... for... well, he's not sure what he's looking for, but he refuses to sit and do nothing.

And the gardens were nice. Nicer than anything they had in Vega, that's for sure. He might slow down a bit to look at the plants. It's more green than he's ever seen in one place, he can't help but stare.

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"They're pretty cool, aren't they?" Scott asks casually, standing off to the side, watching. He had heard the other's foot steps, and like the curious teen he was, he went to take a look.

"You're new, aren't you? I mean, I haven't seen you around before." that didn't necessarily mean the other was new, but he just had that look about him.

[markedbyfate]

Alex is startled out of his reverie when someone speaks— another teenager. "Yeah, just got in yesterday. I... I've never seen a garden like this." By now he's learned that people here come from different worlds. He's curious what sort of world this kid is from, and if it's anything like his own.

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Scott smiles, glad for the distraction. "Never? Man, your place must be really different from mine. Gardens are pretty common and parks and stuff have fountains like the one here but they usually have koi ponds, too."

The teen settled his rambling and mentally reeled himself back. "Sorry, I'm rambling. Kinda miss home. Um, so did anyone give you the run-down of Wonderland?"

Action

[actualwizard]

There were some nights when Billy woke up from nightmares, heart racing in a cold sweat. Most times when he jerked awake Teddy followed knowing what to do to calm him down. Tonight he didn't and Billy didn't want to wake him. So he slipped out of bed and out of their room to go for a walk. Thats how he found himself in the garden laying on a bench staring up at the sky. He could see stars here, unlike at home. It was almost impossible to see stars in New York City. Billy wasn't used to night being so dark, not after coming from a city that is lit up 24/7.

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Scott had been wandering about the Gardens for a while and hadn't seen anyone else around lately, but he did catch a familiar scent every once in a while. It was strange, because it was strong, which meant it was recent or current. He'd just decided to cheat and use his Alpha eyes because they could pick up on much more than just sight, but when he did, he jumped. Welp. There was the culprit of the scent reclined on a bench not too far from him. He wondered if his yelp had been heard. Probably.

"Woah! You scared me!" Oh, right! Eyes! The red glow faded immediately there after, but it might have been too late. Billy might have already seen them.

[actualwizard]

Scott's yelp had Billy scrambling up and looking around, eyes settling on Scott just in time to see his eyes change from red to brown. "Scared me too," Billy said slumping back on the bench, I" didn't think anyone else would be out right now. "

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Scott laughed nervously. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. But I didn't think anyone'd be out either." There really were a lot of people out during the full moon.

He could hear Billy's rapid heart beat from the startled reaction. "Couldn't sleep?" He asked, sitting down on the ground next to the bench, leaning back against it to look up at the starry sky, with no idea he'd been caught.

In the Gardens

[manicuredangel]

It has been a while since Aziraphale has properly stretched his wings thanks to Michael crashing into them a month and a half ago. He had kept the feathered appendages cooped up in the metaphysical pocket they seem to always be in since then with the hopes that it would keep them safe while they were more vulnerable. Of course, 6 weeks without materializing seems to have done nothing but make them disheveled. Though they do feel a lot better.

The angel thinks a nighttime flight is just the ticket and is he ever so glad he decided to. The clear skies and the bright full moon makes even this odd world look lovely and the air rushing through his feathers feels like the gentle caress of the sky.

Still, all good things must come to an end and even if he would love to stay in the sky forever, the occasional break is required, so he picks a spot in the garden to land with a graceful FWUMP as his wings brush the path and a topiary.

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Scott could hear the gentle sound those wings made, but couldn't seem to find the owner. They sounded too large for a bird and he certainly hoped there were no flying predators that large around here or he might end up like that Chihuahua that he'd seen heard about on the news that got snatched by an eagle. But when that graceful FWUMP reached his ears, he whirled around and it didn't take him long to happen upon the blonde as his wings settled.

Okay, so Scott knew an angel, but actually seeing a winged being in person was entirely different. Maybe they weren't an angel like Castiel, but they had to be something. "That was--um... Hi?" Scott McCall; smooth operator. Yep. He can be the best with words sometimes.

[manicuredangel]

His white and black wings flap once as he straightens up and turns toward the voice. A young man seems to be the owner of the voice. He looks vaguely familiar, but Aziraphale is fairly certain they hadn't spoken before. This world is too small not to at least recognize people, even if they hadn't properly met.

Finally his wings settle into place against his back and he smiles at the young man. "Hello. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you, dear boy."

Whenever

[itisourfight]

Tauriel really did prefer to spend as much time as she could outside the mansion and as surrounded by nature as could be managed, even if it was not as comforting as the familiar voices of the trees back in Arda would have been. Mirkwood was a harsh place, but it was her home and she loved it all the same. This forest, though beautiful, was too quiet. Nothing lived here but the plants and trees, and for all that they were green she sometimes wondered about them too.

This place could never be a home, she did not think, even if she had found a love here that she was not sure would ever have been possible where they had come from. Would there even have been time for their feelings to mature into what they were now?

Lost in thought as she were it had even so not dulled her senses so much that she missed the sound of footsteps that grew louder as she emerged from beneath the trees to head back toward the mansion, and when she caught sight of Scott she raised a hand to give him a polite wave, and then impulsively calling out to him as well.

"Greetings!"

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He'd been on the edge of the forest, running off a little pent up energy and trying to focus on the scent of the plants and soil rather than the mingled scents of all those inhabiting the mansion. It seemed to ground him a little better. However, when he heard her voice, he actually startled a bit. He'd been so deep in his thoughts, he hadn't picked up on anyone else's scent, which was odd. It was almost like she belonged amongst the trees and plants rather than the noisy bustle of the mansion.

Scott skidded to a halt, nearly tripping over himself, then waved back. The startled look worked into a light smile. "Hey! You helped me when I first got here." His smile warmed with recognition. He hadn't seen her since that first video. "Should uh..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Should you really be out this late? I mean, this far out? It could get dangerous at night around here." Always the protector.

[itisourfight]

She let out a huff of amusement at his question, but wasn't offended by it. He didn't know her or her capabilities after all, and he only meant well.

"Should you?"

She knew better than to judge on appearances alone, but to her he seemed to be no more than a young man out for a stroll, so if he didn't think it was safe enough for her to be out there she was really rather curious about why he thought it was safe enough for him.

steps to the mansion

[intelligently]

Lydia was sat on the steps leading up the mansion, warm drink in hand and a little chilled from the cooler air outside. It definitely wasn't the best place to sit but Lydia had seen the nice clear evening from the kitchen, and the colours in the sky from the sun setting. It had looked nice, so Lydia had brought her drink outside, taking a seat just to watch.

She'd been sat there a few minutes before she saw Scott nearby, waiting until he was a little closer before calling to him. Something him about him looked distracted, or a little frustrated. There was enough here to cause a lot of antsy feelings.

"Taking a stroll?"

Lydia trusted him with being out here, and being near him when it was a full moon. He had control, and had since she'd known about him being a werewolf. He was probably the one she was safest around.

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Scott's head perked up when he heard her voice, looking over at her somewhat startled. He really didn't expect her to be out here this late. It wasn't that she wasn't capable of handling herself around, well, anything with enhanced hearing. Not to mention, a cry from her and the entirety of the Beacon Hills compound pack would be at her side in seconds, so she was pretty safe anywhere she went around Wonderland. He just didn't expect her.

"Yeah, I'm a bit antsy." He shrugged and tried to play it all off. "Feeling a little cooped up, I guess." He offered her a smile and walked over to her. "You out admiring the moon?"

[intelligently]

"It can be a little enchanting." Even for a banshee. It wasn't like Scott, nothing changed so much in the same way but she'd done things differently on certain moons before, whether or not that was one hundred percent her doing. She'd stared at it with some lunacy before, but this time it just looked nice. A little peaceful.

"You should get out more. The grounds are big enough." Whether or not you wanted to go out it certainly saved feeling cooped up, and wolves that had been cooped up were definitely no one's favourite thing - ask Boyd and Cora.

"The garden is nice to look at at least."