video.

[bumbles]

( Cue one video post with Mr. Casey, looking a couple years older. The thin grey sweater covers up all the major markers of change in terms of more tattoos and more scars, save for a thin one running across his throat. Maybe the light obscures it - maybe it doesn't. The real thing is that he looks calmer, less uncomfortable with himself, even doing a video post. More steady, less haggard. Like he actually might sleep instead of being constantly run down. )

Uh, hey. I just-- thought I should um, let p-people-- know I'm back.

( Actually he got a little while ago, as those living with Max probably know, but he's sort of been sticking around her pretty constantly all that time. Not being around when she returned to the house seemed like a bad idea, all things considered. )

Or if you knew uh, a guy c-called-- called Atlas. That was me, too. I don't um, don't really do the secret identity thing anymore. Just if anyone wanted to uh, track him d-down.

( he takes a couple more pauses when he speaks, goes through more slowly, less of the urgent need to jsut spit it out from before.

Well. There's... not much more to say. Really he needs to go and catch up with people one on one, talk to the clinic, find his friends, see how things are. This just felt necessary.

A little nod to the camera, a slight smile, and the feed cuts. )

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[werewolfing]

[peter'd only met donny a couple times, but he'd seemed like a pretty cool guy. and now he seems kinda more aware that he might be a pretty cool guy.]

Hey, dude. You glad to be back?

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[bumbles]

( Hey, it's Peter. He likes Peter, and that gets a bit of a grin out of him, even as he's tilting his head in a weeelllll kind of way. )

I'm uh, g-glad to be back around friends? Ones that aren't b-back home, anyway.

( The rest is more complicated. ) How have uh, you been?

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[werewolfing]

That counts, I guess.

[since it's not like there's any real choice of being back. but seeing donny actually smile is kinda a reward in itself.]

Better since we're off the moon, even if the new option is freezing our balls off. At least we're not playing sardines anymore.

[bumbles]

( He debates something for a second, on the verge of making a joke at his own expense and just-- it takes him a second, but: ) I um, had just-- just w-woken up, when I arrived this time? So, uh.

( Donny can't quite prompt himself to say he was naked and only had a sheet, but. ) I w-wasn't uh, d-dressed for winter.

( Just a bit of a smile, and thank god for fire powers. Seriously. )

[werewolfing]

[peter gives him a very theatrical wince.]

Ouch, too literal, too literal.

Looks like you've upgraded since then.

[bumbles]

Yeah. Max still, uh. She still had m-my stuff, so.

( A shrug, relaxed. Max still had his things, which was kind of sweet, considering she had to haul them down from the moon. That maybe isn't so important, in this conversation. )

It's g-good um, to be able to-- to get fresh air.

[werewolfing]

That's good. Don't have to start from scratch.

[peter assumes it, anyway. stuff has to get from one place to another somehow, and this is a guy who has done more than his fair share of moving.]

No kidding. You missed everybody going stir-crazy up there. Sure was a thing.

[he can see the scar on donny's neck, though, so there's no lucky you in that statement.]