Glitter seemed to be a theme of the evening. There was glitter on the
posters covering the walls, glitter on the
plants printed on table cloths. Glitter on the fake full moon hanging in place of a mirror ball.
And of course, glitter on the banner hanging above the entrance.
Welcome to Homecoming 2012
Become a (wo)man.
Become a wolf.
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But only if you were invited.
Sorry, Derek.
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As a lycanthrope, he was going to sulk about the theme in the corner until someone dragged him out. (Or, more likely, until he spotted someone he wanted to speak with -- Jack's sulks only lasted so long.) His curse was not a joke, and anyhow he hated washing glitter out of things.
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He hadn't smelled like a wolf then.
He did now.
So, yes. That'd be a wolf-girl (the wolf who was her usual companion was busy trying to track down that other wolf-like scent they'd discovered in the woods) side-eyeing Jack none too subtly.
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From her scent, it was a bit more than that.
"Hello to you," he said, eyes going a bit darker with concentration and interest.
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