Scott McCall (
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entrancelogs2014-09-08 01:28 pm
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[Open] You're mine 'til the sun comes up
Who: Scott McCall
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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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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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"I've gotten myself so preoccupied with the clinic and stuff that I kinda forgot it wasn't healthy to stay so locked up. My mom would probably say something like, 'Supernatural teen or not, you're still a teen. Go get some fresh air.' and shoo me out of the house."
He thought about the garden and realised he really didn't visit it very often at all. Maybe he needed to change that. He usually made visits to the woods, but some tamer plant life was probably just as calming. "It is. Who actually takes care of it? Does anyone, or is it just unnaturally perfect?"
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Lydia thought on the garden problem for a second. She'd never seen anyone there but she'd also never seen anything wrong or out of place with it. One more mystery to be thought about.
"I don't know. Does Wonderland have garden fairies? What happened to lacrosse, anyway. That would get you outside."
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"Could be. I'm really not surprised by much around here anymore." He looked amused, but the next question draws a shrug. "I dunno. I think our teams just kinda fell apart. We couldn't get a minimum number of people, but I guess me, Stiles, and Isaac could always just practice. It would've been nice to teach Kira, though."
"What about you? Anything interesting you've got going? Kinda surprised you haven't started a science club or something."
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"I don't have a club but I've found someone that I'm researching Wonderland with. And you didn't answer my poll." Just saying, Scott. She's also mock pretending that you're in trouble by not answering it, even though she already knows his answers.
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He ducks his head for a moment. For shame, Scottie, for shame. "Hey, I figured you'd already know my answers." he defended weakly, but was still smiling. "I can totally fill it out for you if I can at least get half credit for it."
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"Sorry, poll's closed." She could have taken more answers if she needed them but she knew his. As he said. "You'll have to pay more attention next time."
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"I'll totally be more attentive from now on." It was a promise. He decided it would be his 'full moon resolution' if that could even be counted a thing, to pay the network more mind and get out more. "...and get out more." He smiled. "Thanks, by the way."
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"And I'm pretty sure I could convince Allison to sit and cheer with me. It'll be like it used to be." When Allison had first joined the school, when things had been less crazy. Oh those good old days.
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"That sounds perfect to me! Before we turned our town into Beacon Hills version of a Hell Mouth." Scott really wasn't keen on the dangers that might face them in the near future back home.
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"And we might have just found out one of the few positive things about being here." Aside from them all being there and dying not being permanent.