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[thingsexplode]

Saturday's the full moon. I can already feel the, heh, 'call of the wild'. If I freak out at anyone this week, it ain't my fault. I need hot monkey sex and death. Maybe combined. That would be fun.

Spent the weekend in Frisco. Had a lovely time. Made the headlines.

I'm going to go out for a run now. Any dog attacks tonight are probably my fault.

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[pretty_feather]

Headlines, huh? *looks impressed*

[thingsexplode]

Well, I did leave a bloody slaughter in a bunch of clubs until they started shuttin' 'em down for the night 'cos of it.

[pretty_feather]

*nods* As long as you had a giid time, hon.

[thingsexplode]

I did. I went prowling after that.

*wrinkles her nose* San Francisco isn't the best smelling place, though.

[pretty_feather]

I'm sorry. Do anything interesting while prowling? And hey, did you infect any people? Or did you just kill them?

[thingsexplode]

I killed a lot of people on Golden Gate Bridge and got the police after me.

And no, I just killed them. I rather like being the only werewolf around.

[pretty_feather]

*laugh* Fair enough.

[thingsexplode]

Wouldn't want any rivals around.

[pretty_feather]

I know you, you would say that. *smile*

[thingsexplode]

'Course I would. I'm smart.

[pretty_feather]

Hey, question. Roy said something about thinking it was real hot when I try to hit him. Do you know anything about that?

[thingsexplode]

He likes it when I bite him, too. He likes being dominant, but I guess he likes the pain, too.

[pretty_feather]

It's not like I was hurting him at all. I was just... you know, friendly teasing swats on the arm.

[thingsexplode]

*shrug* The minds of guys are never particularly clear to me. He's just Roy, and a bit odd, but that's okay.

[pretty_feather]

*grin* Yeah, that's true. And we love him anyway.

[thingsexplode]

Yeah. Loads. *smile*