Good mornin' sunshine

[greenmoonrising]

WHO: Bruce and YOU
TONE: Ranging from humour to fatigued angst
RATING: Probably not more than PG-13
WHEN: First morning back at school
WHERE: Just outside the Great Hall
WHAT: It's the morning after full moon weekend and Bruce is more than a bit exhausted. He might be more irritable and absent-minded than usual, so what's stopping you from bugging him?
STATUS: Ongoing

Full moon is never fun for Bruce but adding the stress of travel to it had left him more fatigued than usual. If anyone had seen him the day before and how dishevelled he looked then, they'd think he was ready to keel over and die at any second now. All colour was gone from his face save for the even darker shadows around his eyes and the red in his lips, and was that perhaps a glint of green in his eyes when he walked through a beam of sunlight? He needed food but he wasn't too sure he was up to being around people that day, so he hesitated and stared at the entrance of the Great Hall, leaning against a wall for support.

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[arrogantalloy]

Tony comes up from the dungeons giving a big yawn, having fallen asleep awkwardly on an armchair with a heavy book as he was reading ahead in potions. He sees Bruce leaning against the wall, and checks his watch.

He comes up behind Bruce and gets a hold of his shoulders and starts guiding him towards the great halls doors. He yawns again, having yet to even think about talking.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce flailed when Tony started moving him, protesting weakly, "Oh come on, you can eat by yourself-"

[arrogantalloy]

Tony takes one hand away from Bruce's shoulder long enough to wipe at an eye before going back to pushing him.

"Yeah, but it's only going to end up in someone for telling me off for not eating enough. So you have to monitor me while you eat too."

Tony drives him towards Ravenclaw's table.

"At least we get to keep our table"

[rule_britannia]

"I know I said this last night, but honest to god, Bruce, you look like absolute shit."

Arthur never slept well the first week of school, too used to being on high alert for pranks and such from certain boisterous family members, and although he knew they were no longer there, old habits died hard. He paused next to Bruce, concern for the other boy currently outweighing his want for breakfast, and that concern only increased when he realised that the other was actually needing to lean against the wall.

He'd noticed that glint of green, too, just like on the train..

"... Really, you look awful, have you seen a nurse?"

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce glanced up tiredly at Arthur and attempted a smile, removing his glasses for a moment to rub his eyes. "Good morning to you too," he answered tiredly, mentally steeling himself as he straightened for the wall and started walking for the entrance, deliberately not answering Arthur's question.

[rule_britannia]

"Er.. yeah. Morning.." Arthur rubbed the back of his neck and hung back slightly, a small frown on his face.

Normally, he'd be more annoyed than this, but.. something about having a guy sleep on your lap for four hours on a train just took away the ability to be angry at them. For now, at least. So, instead, he straightened his robes and made a few quick steps to catch up, falling into step beside him silently.

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[Natasha is on her way for toast.]

Did you have an all night study session already?

[greenmoonrising]

[Twitches a smile at that, staying against the wall.]

Maybe I was kept up by the Slytherin kids?

[actuallyspeakslatin]

[She gives him a questioning look with a raised brow.]

How? It's not like they're an interesting crowd.

[thegluethatbinds]

[Someone else has had a rough night, but Coulson's always been good with keeping his secrets close to his chest. Some chocolate to perk him up and a few spells to heal up the bruises and he didn't look too bad. He's used to hiding how tired he is from working over night, and the concept isn't so different from now either.

So when he appears in the dining hall, he just looks like he's missed a little sleep. Nothing off with him at all. Bruce on the other hand...Coulson's read his file, know his condition, and he does sympathize. He's still got some chocolate left over as well, so before Bruce reaches the table, he intercepts him.]

Mr Banner. A word?

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce jerks back when Coulson appears, eyes widening with panic and flashing vibrant green before fading once he takes a steadying breath. He can practically hear the wolf growling defensively in the back of his mind, the hair on his arms standing on end, and it's all in reaction to the man before him.

For the life of him, Bruce can't tell why Professor Coulson sets him on edge, but he just knows the wolf doesn't like him, which worries and intrigues him. Today, he's more worried and on the verge of panicking - thankfully his fatigue hides most of the physical signs of panic.]

U-Uh, yes... sir...?

[thegluethatbinds]

[Coulson gave no indication that he even saw the flash of green, and unlike Bruce, he knew about both their conditions. It's enough for him to prepare himself and to squish any notions of showing the young man (Man, not wolf!) his place.]

Relax Mr Banner, it's barely the start of school and you haven't done anything wrong. You just look rather unwell. Have you gone to the Healing Wing?

[nomorals]

[Bruce is a couple of years ahead of her, but he's one of Arthur's friends. Still, she's also leaning against the wall for the moment, a little worried about going in since she doesn't have her hearing under control yet.]

You look like you could use a coffee. Late night?

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce glances at her and smiles tiredly.]

A bit yeah, but from what I remember they don't give us coffee at the tables.

[nomorals]

[She returns the smile, a bit sympathetic.]

Kind of a pity, but I guess they don't want kids running around on caffeine. [She offered out a hand.] Marceline Abadeer, Slytherin fourth.

[moveslikejaeger]

"Goot mornink, puppy~" Maxim crooned, coming up behind Bruce and wrapping his arms around him. From his position, he couldn't see just how awful the other boy looked, but as far as he was concerned, he didn't have to be in good condition for a hug. "Hyu haff fun out on hyu run last night?"

[greenmoonrising]

As usual, Bruce squawked at being hugged by surprise, though the noise was a bit subdued compared to his normal levels of indignation. He glanced back at Maxim tiredly and laughed weakly. "Dunno, the place I let the other guy loose on took a fair beating... does that count as fun?"

[di_intraining]

[Someone else is a little blur today; suffice to say that he didn't sleep well after brooding on some issues. In fact, he's still brooding on them right now, which is why he's not really paying attention to where he's going on. At least he does apologize though after he's accidentally bumped into Bruce.]

Sorry!

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce squawks and glances back at Greg.]

No prob, eager for breakfast?

[marshall_lee]

[Marshall notices your smell first Bruce. You totally smell like dog. Since Hogwarts doesn't allow dogs Marshall knows what that means. Even though weres and vamps didn't usually get along he has sympathy for you. and Marshall is a weird vampire. He's willing to give anyone a chance He gives Bruce a sympathetic smile.]

Dude, you should seriously sit down and eat something. You look tired. [He makes eye contact and smiles and offers his hand.] I saw you in our common room. I'm Marshall Lee..fifth year Slytherin.

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce jerks back when Marshall appears, mental hackles rising at that scent, the same one he got from Marceline. Outwardly he manages a small smile in return and shakes the offered hand.]

'Tired' is the understatement of the year. I'm Bruce Banner, sixth year Ravenclaw.

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee seems to be the only one (other than Maxim), who's not going to comment on Bruce's appearance. Instead, he just ambles up and slips an arm around the other boy's waist to help support him.] Shit, bro, I got the motherfuckin' munchies something fierce! Let's go.

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce jerks with surprise, staring at Gamzee with confusion before sighing and sagging a bit against the tall boy.]

Sounds like a plan, yeah...

[preanimator]

What are you doing, Banner? [peering at him sharply and frowning]

[greenmoonrising]

[Glances back at with tired eyes and smiles a bit.]

Oh, nothing much. Wondering if I have enough motor control to not fall into my breakfast. Yourself?