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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She casts him a fond smile at that comparison, unable to keep from teasing him for that. "I'm sure one day your Princess will come, Prince Charming. Just be patient. You're young yet. You have time."
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Scott's smile turned into a full grin and amused laugh. "Okay, wow, that sounds so cheesy! Guess I kinda had that one coming, didn't I?" He looks up to the moon, the smile lessening, but still lingering. It's pull didn't feel quite so strong anymore. He really did just need someone he cared for around to help him find his anchor. Be your own anchor... In a way, that's exactly what he was doing. He knew he needed to be strong to be there for his pack and familiars. "She'd have to be okay with the whole..." He motions to the moon and shrugs.
"We're still up for training tomorrow, right? I've been practicing!" He chirped excitedly.
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"Don't rule it out. I'm sure there's plenty out there who would be fine with you being just the way you are. Besides, from what you've told me, you've got quite a selection of people around you who are different themselves. For them, it's not even a secret. Sometimes that makes things easier." Sometimes it also made it harder, but she understood the complication of getting involved with people who lived a 'normal' life. It's something she'd written off a long time ago.
"Have you?" she laughed at his eagerness. "And yes, I wouldn't miss it."