Mike Lane (
newroutines) wrote2014-03-16 05:20 pm
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Mostly Just Weird, Not that Creepy Mansion on Phoenix Way, Sunday Evening
Yet another full moon at the mansion! This was going to be completely normal, right? A certain mansion-appropriate version of normal, anyway. Right? That was what Mike was hoping for, although his optimism had been waning lately, for a few reasons.
But right now, he still had snacks and was sprawled on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV. If things were going to get crazy, they weren't there yet.
[ooc: Post is open and up early because ahahaha Sunday and timezones and whatever.]
But right now, he still had snacks and was sprawled on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV. If things were going to get crazy, they weren't there yet.
[ooc: Post is open and up early because ahahaha Sunday and timezones and whatever.]
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Jack caught a scent, inhaled sharply. His eyes were sharper when they met Stiles' again. Nothing personal, just new werewolf SOP.
"These changes really have to stop," he said, half to himself.
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"That's fine," he said crisply. "We don't need to be best friends. We just need to all stay alive until you can go home."
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Jack hesitated and ran a hand back through his hair. "Okay, that might have been dramatic. But shutting ourselves up in a basement when Derek's upset, and I don't know this version of you, and Derek just got new powers -- I'd be an idiot not to worry about those things clashing together in some very bad way. Even if Fandom takes death off the table."
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He hesitated, then -- "If I were you, I might not have stayed the night at all." What with not being good friends, and not needing the sitter.
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