002. Video

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[Have a rather sleep mussed Andrew Warner broadcasting himself to the network guys. His hair in a great state of disarray and he clearly hasn't crawled out of bed just yet if the pillow behind his head is anything to go by. Its early in the afternoon and he should be in work, but he probably should have been in work a lot over the last few weeks but he just stopped going.

There's a wide grin before he starts speaking in a grumbly voice.] Hey super-people! [Yeah he really did just say that. Because he was equal opportunities between superheroes and villains.] So uh, I figure I've been here kinda like a month now? Been a full cycle at least an' I'm havin' a total blast there's just one tiny thing.

[He flops back onto the pillows like he was having a conversation with a good friend rather than an entire country of people.] Where's the fun? I mean there's gotta be bars in this place, clubs, that kinda crap? This wolf has a cravin' for some place up-beat where I can shake what the good lord gave me. Any suggestions would be amazin' and y'never know, maybe we could call it a date?

[Shameless. Utterly shameless. He can't even get drunk but that won't stop him from making an ass of himself on some kind of dancefloor. Give him suggestions, good imPorts far and wide.]

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Hell sometimes neither do I. Must be a wolf thing. [And he grins again because he was liking the sound of this.]

[lucke]

Heh, I gotchya. So, just to make sure we've got everything in the open...

Have you been implying you're a lycanthrope? Or some kind of shapechanger?

[Yup, and that's about the amount of tact you're going to learn to expect from Cu from now on.]

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[He lets out a bark of a laugh.] I mean normally I don't even imply I just come straight out an' tell everyone I'm a werewolf. [There's his own level of tact too. How wonderful.]

[lucke]

Hoo, werewolf is it?

[His tone is way too even, too amused for your average person on the topic.]

Thought it might be the case. Natural born? Or did you get love bite at some point?

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[He actually grins then, because amused tones were his thing.]

Dude you're the first person who hears werewolf and doesn't pissed their pants since I got here. [He tilts his head to the side.] Love bite is totally the word for it. Right on my ass.

[lucke]

Bet that felt all sorts of wonderful. But, that's to be expected from wolves when presented with a full moon.

[Terrible jokes are your life now.]

I've seen some pretty intense things in my time. Could be I'm just jaded. Or, could be I've put down enough ferals that it doesn't really bother me anymore.

[He doesn't mean that as a threat or anything. Just... matter of fact 'yup I've killed your kind before. fyi.]

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[He lets out a bark of a laugh.] Hey, guess y'could say he couldn't help himself, huh?

[He doesn't mind terrible jokes. He gets stoned so often that he makes awful werewolf puns more than he makes sense. Except when he talks about putting down ferals.]

Ferals...? You'd have a hard time findin' someone feral back home. [Because werewolves were hardly raving beasts any more.]

[lucke]

[He gives a nonchalant shrug, palms up.]

We had a problem with them here about a year ago. Whole mess of them and some other nasties tearing up the country side. Nothing could be done for em' other than puttin' them to the blade.

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Yeah, doesn't sound like somethin' that'd happen back home. [He shrugs.] Especially 'cause you'd have the government to deal with, then probably the police. Ain't exactly a normal thing.

[lucke]

I'd complain that the government here was pretty helpless to do anything about it here.

But then if they weren't, I wouldn't have gotten to hunt down all those besties myself.

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[He tries not to be put off by how much the guy seemed to enjoy hunting.] Well I can hardly blame ya. There's a thrill in it an' everythin'... just so long as you're only huntin' the bad ones.

[lucke]

Yeah, they were pretty mindlessly on a rampage. S'not like I've got a taste for lycan blood or anything.

[But his smile might make you think otherwise.

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Good. [He nods, even while there's a flash of distrust on his face at that smile.] So long as y'don't try an' make me into a huntin' bust I'm sure things'll be just fine.