exsilium | (no subject)

Right, so. Public service announcement.

[the guy on the screen epitomizes scruffy teenager: leather jacket, hair in need of a brush, days worth of stubble on his face. those familiar with peter might think that he seems kind of extraordinarily calm. actually, those unfamiliar with peter might think that too, considering their situation. he doesn't seem happy, exactly, not drugged or faking it, just...really zen.]

Big brown wolf you might see wandering around sometimes? That's me. And yeah, I know the teeth are super impressive, but despite all rumors and recent shenanigans to the contrary, bloodlust is not my personal MO. A wolf is a wolf, though, not a labrador. Don't try to hurt me or touch me while I'm eating and everything will be cool.

End public service announcement.

[he makes to cut the feed and then pauses.]

Oh, and the other guys are okay now. Claws retracted and all that. If they become not okay, do us all a favor and call me along with the local hero squad. That kind of shit is what happens when you bring werewolves to the damn moon.

Right, last thing. Stanley, I still have a bunch of your stuff if you want it.

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Just as well as regular bullets, but much more expensive.

[he holds up his hand and waggles his fingers. those rings are pretty obviously sterling silver, and his index and middle fingers are indeed the same length.]

[Noncommittal gesture, and he spares the rings a vaguely interested glance.] Guess not all legends can be true.

Is it contagious for you too? Through bites, or whatever nonsense.

In theory, maybe. In practice, most people don't make it that far.

What, do most of you die? Shame. World could use a few more ravening wolfmen. [Hard to tell if he's being sarcastic or not.]

Most things a werewolf gets its teeth into die. My kind of werewolf, anyway.

Not really ravening, though. Or a wolfman. One or the other.

Oh. Though you meant that you tend to get offed before recruiting.

[He pauses and considers Peter's second statement with slight disappointment.] Not even a little ravening? Shame, that.

We don't recruit. Not actually into the pack thing.

Not actually that into the whole eating people thing either. Disappointing, I know.

What do you spend your time doing, then, if not eating people? Seems boring to be all wolfy and then not do anything with it.

Wolf stuff. Pretty great, actually. Don't give even half a damn about human bullshit and there's lots of awesome smells.

Well, not here. But usually.

[He smirks when "human bullshit" is mentioned. Sounds about right to him.]

Yeah, I don't reckon anything here would smell too fresh.

Not even a little. Stale top to bottom.