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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 16, 2007 13:08:56 GMT -5
(("Kinfolk? Who're they?"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 17, 2007 22:29:37 GMT -5
(("Well, bein' a werewolf is a genetic thing. Kinfolk are the children of a werewolf that don't end up being one themselves. Most of them are aware of us, and are our allies. Mos' of your family an' my family are kinfolk."))
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 18, 2007 0:56:52 GMT -5
(("Well, I'll be buggered! D' any o' me family know aboot me? Oi! and if tha's th' case, then which o' me mum or da is a werewolf? And why dinnae anyone tell me before naew?"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 18, 2007 2:17:25 GMT -5
(("Hell if I know which one was the wolf. Hell, neither of 'em could'a been werewolves--sometimes it skips a generation. As for why no one told ya... well, that's a harder question. Guess they were just waitin' for the right time or somethin'. I jus' figured I keep an eye on you an' keep you out of too much trouble."))
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 18, 2007 9:30:24 GMT -5
(("Well, dayum. I ent supposin' that I should tell folks aboot this, then, huh?"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 18, 2007 9:55:14 GMT -5
(("Absolutely not, fer too many reasons to list at the moment. Anyway, you best be gettin' some sleep. After th' weddin' tomorrow, we're movin' on, so you're gonna want to be well-rested."))
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 18, 2007 14:26:05 GMT -5
(("Wait, you want me to come with you?"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 19, 2007 22:48:26 GMT -5
(("Well, we can't just have you runnin' around. You're garou, you have... responsibilities to Gaia now. Don't worry, you'll see your fam again. We get info and stuff from 'em."))
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 20, 2007 11:04:36 GMT -5
(("Well... I guess... ever'thing's jus' happenin' so fast, ya' know?"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 20, 2007 20:50:02 GMT -5
(("Don't worry about it--take it a step at a time. Anyway, it's startin' to get late, you should rest."))
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 21, 2007 0:26:47 GMT -5
Jack yawns, suddenly feeling the adrenaline present in his system fade away.
(("I guess yer right. Tho' I dunno where I'm gonna sleep - I cannae go back ta' the camp like this!"))
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Post by RekKa on Jun 21, 2007 23:28:46 GMT -5
Michael shifts back to homid.
"Sleep here for now. I'm gonna go get you some clothes just in case... let's just hope you're normal by mornin'..."
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 21, 2007 23:47:50 GMT -5
(('Kay. And, thanks."))
Jack leans back against a tree and closes his eyes...
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Post by RekKa on Jun 22, 2007 21:18:18 GMT -5
(insert final fantasy sleep music here)
Next morning. It's bright out... about 8 am you'd say. You're naked, and human... but there are clothes next to you.
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Post by Jack Logan on Jun 23, 2007 0:27:56 GMT -5
Was it all a dream? Jack wonders. And if so, why is he naked? If not, well, he's glad to be back to normal.
After a nice stretch, Jack picks up the clothes, shakes them out, and puts them on, then looks around for anyone/anything familiar.
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