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[emrys-lost.livejournal.com]

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Merlin is sitting in a booth in the bar.

He looks better than he did yesterday, we can give him that. The bruises are beginning to fade to a sickly green, and the bandages on his arm have been changed recently. He also seems to have lost most of the sickly pallor and haunted look in his eyes.

All in all, he's looking much better. And he may have learned his lesson about going outside.

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[emrys-lost.livejournal.com]

"I see that now."

He grins slightly, and shrugs carefully back into his shirt.

"I think the worst of it is that I met that green-eyed brown wolf once before in a similar situation. I guess I got cocky because I managed to fight him off." They should share experiences about being gnawed on by Jason. It might amuse him.

[OOC: Not at all! Merlin likes talking to Max.]

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"Green eyed..." There is more internal facepalming. There aren't enough werewolves in Milliways for there to be more than one with that description.

"I think we've been chewed on by the same wolf."

Yep. There will definitely have to be a sign. Nothing else for it.

[emrys-lost.livejournal.com]

"Oh really?"

Merlin sounds almost amused. It's good to see he's moved past the terror stage of things.

"It makes sense, I suppose. There can't be that many werewolves in Milliways. Perhaps he should post a warning, though."

He's probably joking.

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"There's, oh, maybe half a dozen." She does a quick mental count, and nods. "Yeah, about that. And three or four cats."

The corners of her lips twitch upward slightly. "Caution: Man-eating werewolves ahead. Do not approach on the full moon."