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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[moveslikejaeger]

Stop. It was hard to stop when his blood was pounding in his ears, his heart racing in his chest, heat pooling between his legs and twisting in his belly. All he could think was how easy it would be to push the wolf, to rise it, trashing the room in the process. How nice it would be to just let himself go for once, instead of holding back for the benefit of those around him. To reap the whirlwind and let his bloodlust soar!

But part of the point of attending a foreign school was to learn restraint, his pappa always said. To learn the difference between right and wrong, good and bad choices, and he'd already made this mistake once. It was bad enough that Rapunzel had to suffer for his selfish choices, he couldn't push that on Bruce too.

So he swallowed thickly, and forced himself to let go, hands shaking with the effort. He pulled them back slowly, keeping his palms flat until they rested back against the cool stone wall. "Az hyu vish..."

[greenmoonrising]

When he was released Bruce was torn between demnding those hands get back to work and shoving away from Maxim. As it was, he bit down on his lip hard, drawing blood as he focused on the pain. He stared up at Maxim with feverish grey eyes, pupils dilated with want that Bruce crushed down inside of him.

He shakily released and stepped back from Maxim, able to taste the blood in his mouth and gave a low groan before pushing the boy aside and fumbling with the door lock before running out into the hallway, intent on finding somewhere to hide.

[moveslikejaeger]

Maxim, for his part, just slumped against the ground, pulling his knees up to his chest and dropping his head into his arms. He was so full of tension and energy, he just wanted to bring the castle down on his head. Maybe he ought to just skip a couple classes today and take a walk in the Forest. It wasn't like they were doing anything important yet, he could probably get away with it.

Yeah, that sounded good, Take a walk in the Forest and kill things until he felt better. Good idea, best solution.