Another Full Moon

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

It's getting to be that time; the moon is getting harder to ignore.
Therefore, Jason is standing in the clearing clutching a to-go cup of coffee. They don't break as easily when you drop them mid-shift. He looks to be waiting for stragglers before starting his hunt.

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[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason nods towards the moon, perhaps letting his gaze linger for a moment.

"Full moon. The Bar has shapeshifters who come out here to hunt. I know there would be regrets all around if you were mistaken for a snack."

[bentleytehbrain.livejournal.com]

Okay, there went the eyebrows.

"Really now."

The 'I'm a skeptical bastard who doesn't believe anything' look is plastered all over his green face.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason smirks.

"Please don't tell me you intend to stay out here until you see it for yourself. I can promise you, you won't survive it."

His beast is already curious as to what turtle tastes like. He is not so delicately pushing those thoughts back.

[bentleytehbrain.livejournal.com]

Bentley is extremely, extremely curious. But his instincts are telling him to run like hell. And the last time he disobeyed those.... Well, that's how he got the wheelchair.

"... Alright. But... you take care of yourself, okay Jason?"

In reality, he's going to find a clump of trees, crank his wheelchair up, and watch the mayhem.

Yes, he really is that crazy.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason laughs.

"Oh I'll be just fine. I'll see you around, Bentley."

He stares, fully intent on watching Bentley leave, hoping the turtle stays upwind so he can smell when he's truly gone.

[bentleytehbrain.livejournal.com]

Bentley doubts that.

But he keeps his big mouth shut, and rolls toward the door. With every intention of staying outside.

For a genius, he is an idiot.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason nods to himself and sips at his coffee, continuing his watch of the clearing.

[bentleytehbrain.livejournal.com]

Once Bentley is a good fifty or sixty feet away, he stops. Using that same annoying lever, he raises himself up a good twenty feet in the air, pulls out a pair of binoculars, and grins.

And he also has a plasma gun. Just in case.