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driftfleet2015-12-20 09:32 pm
theshabbiestofmen) wrote in driftfleet2015-12-20 09:32 pm
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we're just animals
Who: Remus and Bigby
Action: Planetside!
When: Late December
[We'll find the biggest room on the ship, Bigby had said, but Remus hadn't been able to resist the call of the forest on the planet below. It's honestly far safer than any of his Forbidden Forest trips had ever been-- the closest village is miles away. The land is flat, which means the scent might carry-- but Bigby ought to be able to grab him before he gets very far. If he gets far at all.
The downside, of course, of transforming on the planet is the cold. He's loath to destroy his clothes, but he also would like not to suffer frostbite-- so Remus compromises. He sheds his trousers and his shirt, but keeps on the coat and his shorts til the last moment-- because those are more easily replaced, and have less sentimental value.
The other downside is the one Remus is trying not to think of-- the fact that James isn't here. It's for the best-- James has suffered enough from Moony, and it's a giant pain, and anyway, Remus privately thinks Moony will be a lot less confused if there's just new smells instead of new and old mixing.
But it still feels like a betrayal, no matter how he justifies it to himself.
He'll make it up to him, he promises himself. He'll spend time with him tomorrow, reaffirm their bond. It isn't as if Prongs and Moony are done for good-- but just for this month, Remus wants to see what will happen if there's another wolf around.
The transformation is painful, as it always is, and Remus screams his way through it, as he always does. Bigby will able to hear his bones snapping, watch his muscles shift, his teeth lengthen, his eyes change-- until there's Moony, not Remus, shaking himself with a little wuff. At the very least, Moony doesn't care about things like guilt or embarrassment-- all he has is the here and now.]
Action: Planetside!
When: Late December
[We'll find the biggest room on the ship, Bigby had said, but Remus hadn't been able to resist the call of the forest on the planet below. It's honestly far safer than any of his Forbidden Forest trips had ever been-- the closest village is miles away. The land is flat, which means the scent might carry-- but Bigby ought to be able to grab him before he gets very far. If he gets far at all.
The downside, of course, of transforming on the planet is the cold. He's loath to destroy his clothes, but he also would like not to suffer frostbite-- so Remus compromises. He sheds his trousers and his shirt, but keeps on the coat and his shorts til the last moment-- because those are more easily replaced, and have less sentimental value.
The other downside is the one Remus is trying not to think of-- the fact that James isn't here. It's for the best-- James has suffered enough from Moony, and it's a giant pain, and anyway, Remus privately thinks Moony will be a lot less confused if there's just new smells instead of new and old mixing.
But it still feels like a betrayal, no matter how he justifies it to himself.
He'll make it up to him, he promises himself. He'll spend time with him tomorrow, reaffirm their bond. It isn't as if Prongs and Moony are done for good-- but just for this month, Remus wants to see what will happen if there's another wolf around.
The transformation is painful, as it always is, and Remus screams his way through it, as he always does. Bigby will able to hear his bones snapping, watch his muscles shift, his teeth lengthen, his eyes change-- until there's Moony, not Remus, shaking himself with a little wuff. At the very least, Moony doesn't care about things like guilt or embarrassment-- all he has is the here and now.]
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The reaction is instantaneous. Big snarls and roars at Moony, after him in an instant and clobbering him hard with a paw, sending him away from the herd.
No.]