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Half Remembered Haze Apr 1, 76 103 Views
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Started by Atenra Lancaster, Jun 20, 2018, 11:15 PM
Atenra Lancaster
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Royalty
11 Posts Royalty Written by Lenara
Jun 20, 2018, 11:15 PM / 281 Words
Atenra was not quite sure how he'd ended up where he was. Golden eyes peered around the dim space - it was a supply closet, he realized after a moment. The one in the kitchen. Okay, but why was he sleeping in the supply closet exactly? The teenager shifted slightly, endeavoring to straighten his back out slightly, because it did not like the way he was currently curled. ... Which was funny, he never slept curled up like that for precisely that reason.

Okay, okay. What did he remember? He remembered doing the dishes last night with Leon. And then things got... hazy. There was the strangest impression of seeing the world from almost flat on the floor and then not much else. Okay let's think about this logically for a moment, there were an extremely small number of reasons for him to have ended up in a supply closet over night. And most of them would have left some other memories than the ones he had.

Er. Wait. He was naked in the supply closet.

Breathing for a moment, and thinking about it. Okay, last night was a full moon. So that probably meant he'd transformed and... ended up here. Okay. Um. Well that was fine, he hoped nothing terrible had happened last night since he couldn't remember anything and would be relying on what people told him about what he did.

About there Atenra poked his head out of the closet to see if he could figure out where his clothes were at the moment. Getting dressed sounded like a great idea.

Leon
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Slave
18 Posts Slave Written by dragonborn
Words mean nothing. It is easy to say, but it is many times harder to do.
Nov 19, 2018, 07:27 AM / 285 Words
That was an exciting night. Things could have gone much worse, to be sure about it. Leon was just glad Atenra hadn't bitten him, not that it would've-well, it might have killed him, depending on how much venom Atenra loosed, and how quickly he could viably get-okay, that wasn't the point. The point was, the cobra didn't bite him, just looked like it might, and then changed its mind, and... if Leon remembered right, the snake had darted into... this closet. Ah. Just in time.

Leon smiled, kind of lopsided, straightened out and put one hand on his hip. His ears went straight up. "Good morning," he greeted. "I thought to get your clothes after you fled. But I brought you a change of clean ones." The ilim set the neatly-folded set of clothes on the table by the door, and then backed up. Some humes were very strange, and had a thing about being naked and seen that way. Some weren't. Leon wasn't entirely sure which one Atenra would be. (Yes, he knew Atenra was a were, but he was raised hume, so in manner, he'd be mostly hume.)

"If it makes you feel any better, you didn't bite anybody." That was a bonus! Oh, wait, he probably didn't even know what he was. "You're a cobra." Of course, that likely made more sense of not biting anyone being a very good thing, yes.
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