Event Six.

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If you see this hairy creature Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting. But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but. There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help. Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[whereabout]

[ He does, for now, at least - but he's not sure for how long, and that bothers him. Joshua's self-control is normally impeccable, so to feel so... ]

...prickly.

[ Not literal pins and needles, mind. Those furry black ears he's sprouted droop a bit as he continues. ]

Like little things are bothering me far more than they should, and I should be able to shrug it all off but I can't, I just want to - snap at everything.

[ Snapping, on the other hand? Far more literal than he'd like. ]

[passio]

[ “prickly” seems about right, if not odd for someone like joshua, who’s always maintained such a cool head. dextera knows it must be difficult, to have your natures fighting each other. even if it’s been induced by an outsider, it’s not like the body can tell the difference between what was naturally produced and what was forced upon it.

dextera nods. ]

Have you eaten?

[whereabout]

Not yet.

[ Which...surely isn't helping, he realizes. But the targets of opportunity in the town are all the ones he's determined not to touch.

The chickens are pure and must be protected. ]

[passio]

[ …joshua. ]

…

[ dextera doesn’t have anything on him right now, at this moment… except one of the many bones he carries around. he’s discovered that the ones he’s harvested from various skeletons and animals here don’t have any magical properties, but they’re still good for throwing.

he offers one to joshua, placing it at a safe distance between them. ]

[whereabout]

[ ...Dex.

A bone may not really be a meal (unless you're Dex), but it's nonetheless better than nothing, and more importantly - it's the gesture. The fact that even though he could snap and go for him at any moment, Dex is still up here, trying to look out for him. ]

Thank you.

[ He is determined to enjoy the hell out of this bone, even if only because of that. ]

[passio]

[ dextera wouldn’t climb a roof for just anybody. joshua is his friend, someone who understands him despite how much they do or don’t share, and so of course dextera wants to make sure he’s safe. content. ]

Take it.

[ he gestures to it, and then moves back, in case the proximity was worrying joshua. ]

[whereabout]

[ He holds back a moment longer, until he's sure Dex is far enough back to have plenty of warning if he goes off the rails, and then comes forward to pick up the bone. ]

Have you been holding up okay?

[ Once he tried to keep himself away from everyone, that's...left him a bit more out of the loop than he'd like. ]

[passio]

[ dextera himself is—on and off. he’s trying to be good, to help people, but then he hears a howl or the rustle of movement outside and all he can think about is how much he wants to grab his sword and fight.

joshua remaining mostly calm before him, though, is a good reminder that the wolves are his friends. ]

…exhausted.

[ he sighs. ]

[whereabout]

[ Unsurprising, really. Nights have gotten very busy recently! ]

Are you at least getting the chance to rest up during the day?

[ It's far from ideal (Joshua, himself, runs on high-level paranoia at all times, even if this particular ordeal seems to be confining itself to the dark hours), but nobody can keep this up 24-7 without burning out sooner or later. ]

[passio]

[ at that question, oddly… dextera breathes out a sound that could be a laugh. he’s still tired, and it’s not truly amused, but the irony of the situation is not lost on him. ]

I’m fine. [ slowly signed, as he tries to figure out how to put this. ] You’re the wolf.

[ joshua is the one they should be worrying about, isn’t he? what if they can never find a cure for this? ]

[whereabout]

[ The way his ears flatten a bit, and his tail droops low, give the impression of embarrassment, even if he's quick to keep any hint of it off his face. ]

I don't want us all to run you ragged.

[passio]

[ dextera shakes his head. he’s grateful that joshua’s ears betray more than his face does, since it tells him exactly how joshua is reacting to that kind of comment. he’s not the type to tease, but it stops him before he presses it anyway. ]

Worry about yourself, too. [ is that harsh? he tacks on a quick addition. ] Please.

[whereabout]

I can do that too.

[ Just. They fall into completely different places on the priority list, that's all! ]

[passio]

[ that’s not what dextera meant, joshua!! ]

Eat. Sleep. Try to fight it.

[ dextera knows that joshua has probably been doing all of that already, if only for the safety of others over himself, but he doesn’t want his roommate to hurt himself over getting bit. ]

[whereabout]

[ He nods. While he's still got a long way to go on the road of "thinking of himself as a person," he has, at least, internalized pretty well that people will be upset if anything too bad happens to him. ]

Okay.