Hey, look, another Wolfie soap! :o
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Thread Topic: Hey, look, another Wolfie soap! :o
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i did a choice generator and it said to do the shady assembly scene
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Yep that works.
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do you want Sebastian to be a shady mf or Grayson
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Um... Grayson? I just can't think of something for Sebastian but if you don't want to then I probably could think of something.
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Gotcha!
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Okay
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The screen centered in the middle of the auditorium lit up witha main menu screen for a DVD that the school psychologist had offered. The assembly that the students were in attendance for was one for domestic violence, sexual abuse, and drug abuse in order to inform them about the dangers, warning signs, and ways to get help. It had, of course, been scheduled for the same period in which Grayson would have usually been tutoring Sebastian. They'd grown somewhat closer over the month and some change they'd been working together, but on that day in particular, Grayson was thankful he wouldn't have any responsibility. He threw a glance in Sebastian's direction, the other male seated nearby. A long sigh came from his lips as he turned back to the screen, the documentary beginning with dialogue from a victim of sexual abuse. She was young, with pretty blonde hair and deep green eyes. He attempted to focus, failing miserably and looking off and away from the screen.
His night had been s---ty. The lacrosse game that took place on the previous night was a bust, especially because Grayson was kicked into goaltender after receiving two consecutive penalties. He'd been off, and everyone knew it. In the last two days, he'd only managed to scrounge up a measly five hours of sleep in total. Being so tired made it difficult to conceal the signs of his secret. His eyes were bound to shift eventually, and he could already smell basically everything in the room, down to the Cheeto dust on the kid's fingers who was five rows ahead of him.
Hungry. He was hungry, too. So hungry that he may have been capable of downing his typical meals when he was under coyote clothing. As he thought about the sweet, sweet taste of food, a disgusting noise played on the film, basically cutting through his ears. He covered them, wincing in pain due to the intensity of the noise due to the sensitivity of his ears. He looked at the people around him, and made the executive decision to hurry out of the auditorium. His footsteps were quick and nimble, and he hoped silently that no one noticed it when he exited the area.
No one was visible in the lobby, and so he made his way to the bathroom next to the auditorium, stepping into it and scoping the stalls out. No one was there, either. Perfect.
He leaned against the sink in the bathroom, taking note of the shift of his eyes from their usual color to the amber color they were once he was in his shifted form. He swallowed heavily, shaking his head. He hadn't had that much difficulty with control since he first discovered what he was. Yet there he was, claws and fur away from leaking it to everyone. His breath began to be heavy, swallow puffs of air as he dwelled on the possibility. -
Bored. Bored was the only word to describe Sebastian in this moment. He didn't want to be here, he would of much preferred to be with Grayson even if it was just a tutoring it was slightly more fun then this. Over the course of the time they'd spent together Sebastian stopped hating seventh period and started looking forward to it.
He leaned forwards resting his arms on his knees and he stared at the open back door of the auditorium his gaze overflowing with detest. A soft breeze came through the open door and it danced around him and through his hair making it move around slightly. He felt an arm drape around his shoulder but he knew he was only feeling it, "What in the world is this crap?" The voice said curiosity obvious in her voice, "Boring, very boring." Sebastian mumbled. Humming filled his ears, "Obviously." their was a pause, "The boy." he nodded signaling her to continue, "He... Well hes looking over here but hes an odd one." He paused for a moment before letting a small non-noticeable sigh, "You've said that before." He pointed out. "Hmm, yes, I guess I have... Oh he's leaving. He glanced over his shoulder, "So he is." He mumbled watching him, he narrowed his eyes, "Interesting, will you listen now?" Sebastian huffed and got up. He grabbed his bag and walked out only partly caring if he was noticed.
He looked around once he got out, he stopped and rolled his shoulders, shoving off what was surrounding him. He walked over to the only place he could go, the bathroom , and walked in. He walked quietly and looked at him, "Grayson?" He asked quietly and walked closer to him, he walked up to him and placed a hand on his back. -
Control. He was lacking the very thing that kept him connected to the human version of himself-- control. His body was wracked with tumultuous shakes as he desperately attempted to calm himself down, make his eyes revert back to their typical light green. A small growl of pain escaped his lips. As soon as he felt a hand on his back, he jumped, peering into the mirror to catch a glimpse of just who would be with him. His heart pounded viciously when he saw the familiar face of Sebastian. That was the absolute last thing he needed, to reveal his alternate life. He closed his eyes tightly, wincing as his canines threatened to extend. He felt hideous, recalling what he'd seen depicted on various television shows about shifting. He knew he was most vulnerable to shifting when in the condition he was in, and he silently slipped obscenities at himself for being so foolish.
"What are you doing?" Grayson asked through clenched teeth, swallowing back a heavy lump of saliva out of anxiousness. He tried to focus on the fact that Sebastian had enough care for him to come after him. It was endearing and a bit compassionate. His stomach began to twist and tie in knots as he realized there was an extreme possibility he could hurt Sebastian. That was one image he didn't even want to place in his head. He had to find a way to stop himself.
"You should go," he hastily said, keeping his head tilted down towards the sink. -
Sebastian frowned at the man beside him. That looks like it hurts. Was sung in his head, That doesn't help. He growled back, Well as long as I was right. it sung, "Shut up." He growled slightly louder then he was speaking in the auditorium. I dont know what to do. he thought to himself but obviously their was some eavesdropping, Do you actually remember the things you read, boy? He ignored that comment.
He jumped hearing Grayson, "I'm making sure you're okay and you're obviously not." He said concern dripping through his voice. He rubbed Grayson's back lightly. Get him out of here he could hurt somebody! He looked down at Grayson. His hand moved from the boys back to his neck and into his hair, "I'm not going anywhere Grayson, you need me right here, obviously." He tugged on his hair lightly, "But it looks like we need to get you out of here." He whispered in his ear. He tugged on the ear lightly with his teeth, "Am I right, Grayson?" He asked quietly. -
zamn Sebastian whatchu doin'
The tugging of his hair didn't do much aside from cause his heartbeat to intensify once more, his eyes finally their full coyote color. His breathing quickened, his breath shallow and forced. The tugging of his ear, however, had a completely opposite effect. Something about Sebastian's voice, perhaps, being so hushed yet bleeding a suggestive tone. It did not, however, prevent his canines from sharpening and becoming dangerous just by being there. Though he was aware of the fact that the other male's intentions were positive, he couldn't get a handle on the terrible effects his alternate life had on him. He gripped the sides of the sink so tightly his knuckles were turning white.
In his breathy, raspy tone, he returned, "Get me the f--- out of here, then." A subtle crack in his jaw caught his attention, and a sudden pain shot through that part of his body. A small groan of pain escaped his lips, and he felt the urge to vomit. The urge became a reality as a bit of the acidic substance was spit into the sink. "I've never felt like this before. What do I do? f---." In all honesty, nothing such as that had ever happened to him. It was all too new to him. It was purely sickening. He finally stared at his appearance. He wanted to punch the monster looking back at him. His hands balled into fists, prepared to smash into the glass at full force if he was given the opportunity. -
Theirs a method to my madness, don't question it XP
Sebastian watched him, it being painful for him to watch, which was making it hard to think, where was the closest place they could go where someone couldn't find them. He was coming up with a blank even though he knew where a place like that was, and then it hit him. He grabbed Grayson's arm, "Okay Grayson, listen to me carefully, I'm going to get you out but you have to be very, very quiet when we're in the halls or someone will hear us okay. Now this is going to be the hard part, well for me anyways, the way your gripping on to that sink if it helps you can grip on to me the same way, do whatever you can to stay as quiet as possible, just don't hurt yourself. Yourself is absolutely the key word in there, Grayson." He said, "If you're ready we have to go now." He said.
You're insane, Seb. Was what was being screamed inside his head and at this moment he couldn't tell if it was him or someone else and he didn't care. His mind may of been a jumble off messes right now but he had a general idea of what he needed to do right now, hopefully. He knew Grayson was in pain that much was obvious, he just wasn't positive on how to fix it but he could do his best.
"You better trust me, Grayson." He whispered and kissed his temple . -
He is just the cutest omg
I'm here for like all night BTW x'D
Grayson's eyes found Sebastian's through the reflection the mirror. He closed his mouth, his lips sealing together as though somebody had super glued them directly together. Though his eyes were something else, something unusual, the terror he was experiencing was still truly evident. He swallowed heavily, slowly releasing his grip from the sink and giving an unsure nod. He turned to Sebastian, wishing to avoid eye contact with the person he'd become close to over the past few weeks. Though frightening and extraordinary and frustrating, the most prominent emotion was embarrassment. It disgusted him that he let himself fall so behind, become so weak to his secret. He winced as another crack sounded from the opposite side in his jaw. He glanced at his tingling fingers, not noticing any signs of claws.
Grayson gave s---ty attempts at grabbing Sebastian's hand, the impending feeling of dizziness taunting him. Once he finally managed to take hold of it, he squeezed his hand as best as he could, giving another nod to signify that he was ready to. As he did so, he wished he had been more prepared for a situation such as that. It was the worse pain he'd felt since his mother passed away. He silently cursed at himself. Why was he thinking about that? He shouldn't have brought it up to himself. It only added another layer of grief to the situation. His eyes had a slight burning sensation within them. He stared at the doorway that led into the labyrinth of hallways, deciding to break character and give Sebastian his full trust. -
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Of cool.
Sebastian stayed still as he was filled with an off sense of patience. He felt bad for Grayson and honestly just wanted to pick him up and carry him out of the building except he could never do that, for two simple reasons, he could barley to a push-up and Grayson was probably like twice his weight. He flinched as a sounded but didn't move. When Grayson grabbed his hand he smiled slightly at him but wasn't sure he saw, "Don't hide yourself, Gray, there is no need for that." He said so quietly he wasn't even sure he said it out loud.
He placed his arm that wasn't holding Grayson's on his arm, "Grayson I'm here for you right now, use me like a ragdoll if you have to." He didn't look over at him as he said it but stared straight at the door. He gave him a little tug and started walking. He took it slow not sure how quickly he could go. He took the slow walk as a time to think, "How how much longer till you burst?" He asked wanting to make sure he had enough time, "Do you think you could hold it a few more minutes?" He asked, he could cut off time if he had to and he knew he would, how much was the question. -
'probably like twice his weight' I love
Grayson's face contorted into some weird mix of surprise and upset. Everything was so entirely new to him that he wasn't exactly positive as to how to go about responding. Due to his heightened senses, he'd heard everything Sebastian said. It was agonizing, the pain he was feeling, but he knew that if he made any loud and obnoxious noises, they'd be caught and he'd be exposed to whomever found them. He pulled in a breath through his teeth, looking at Sebastian once more and replying in a fast voice, "I don't knowthishas never happened but Ithinkweare in the clear if we gorightawaaa-" Another crack sounded from his mouth as though the teeth were finally locked into place. He groaned once more, trying to imagine something, anything, that would make the pain hurt less.
All he could see was his mother's loving, endearing features as she faded away. He shook his head, trying to remember the way his favorite lake looked when illuminated by the sunlight. He could see his brother, fishing line and all, standing on the pier that he had come to love. In real time, he found this method of loving recollection to be failing miserably. He hoped that Sebastian's plan or idea or whatever it was would work. Once again, he was putting his trust into another person that had only just learned about his hidden self. It was grounds for a multitude of emotions to come crashing down in him at once, but they didn't have time for that. Wherever they were going, they had to go fast or else there were too many risks.
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