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entrancelogs2014-09-08 01:28 pm
notmymccalling) wrote in entrancelogs2014-09-08 01:28 pm
[Open] You're mine 'til the sun comes up
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]
notmymccalling and YouWhere: 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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"There is no need to apologise."
He had only meant to express concern for her well-being after all, and he had done it in a sweet way, not at all condescending.
"I go out when the mood strikes me, be it by the light of sun or moon. My kind do not sleep quite like men do."
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Scott's eyes darted to her ears momentarily then returned back to her expression. "Your kind? How do you usually sleep?" He inquired subtly. Because to him, she looked like a High Elf out of a video game. But that was just him being a nerd again. "Is it rude to ask that? You don't have to answer if it's rude." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
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"It isn't rude."
At least Tauriel didn't think it was.
"We find rest in quiet meditation, the contemplation of beautiful things."
It often resembled a kind of dreaming of sorts, though she was capable of doing it while on horseback or even walking.