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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Comments

[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.

[greenmoonrising]

Makes sense.

[He takes it slowly, trying not to frown when the wolf growls at the girl's scent. Bruce can't place it, but the wolf can, and the wolf doesn't trust what she is.

Ah well, Bruce is good at ignoring the wolf, and he manages a smile while shaking Marceline's hand.]

Bruce Banner, Ravenclaw sixth.

[nomorals]

[If the vampire side of her notices anything about him, she doesn't know it yet, never having met a werewolf before. Instead, she nods, being careful not to squeeze his hand too much and just leaving it at a light shake.]

You're one of Artie's friends, aren't you?

[greenmoonrising]

[He nods as well.]

Yeah, or at least I like to think so.

[nomorals]

I'm sure he thinks so too. [She waves a hand in exaggeration.] He can be a bit dry sometimes but he's a good guy.

[greenmoonrising]

[His smile grows a bit and he ducks his head.]

Yeah, he is.