stupid stuff for stupid wolves (closed / for party)

[ghoulaid]

Does Party think having a warehouse means peace and quiet? If he does, he's dead wrong. Ghoul clatters through the building until he finds who he's looking for, then noisily plonks a thermos down on the first flat surface he spots near Party. "You're drinking this."

It's intended for Ghoul. September Spring gave it to him- something she made herself, that she swears up and down will help boost him for the upcoming race. But it's intensely green and smells a little bit like vomit and sour apples, so fuck that. Party can have it instead. This entire situation is kind of his fault anyway.

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[ghoulaid]

This only results in Ghoul looking disgruntled, then lightly thwapping at Party's face with both hands. Because he can't bite both of them at the same time, can he?

"Nobody took pictures." That's a lie. There are a ton of pictures, but he's not going to tell Party that. "Man, I dunno, though. There are some pretty sick vampires near the top of the list, and there's a magic bear. I had to fight that fuckin' thing."

[injectablefame]

Despite physical impossibilities, Party absolutely tries to bite both hands.

"Fuckin' bats." Says the grown man trying to bite the other grown man. "Wait a bear? Like a bear-bear?"

He stops his biting abruptly to wave his arms around and groan like a grizzly bear, because of course he does.

"That kinda bear? You fought it?" He grins like he's picturing presents under a Christmas tree.

[ghoulaid]

If this isn't the dumbest thing he's seen...

Ghoul's grinning widely as he plays Dodge Party's Mouth. It's pretty entertaining and all, but within a matter of seconds, the new dumbest thing he's ever seen is Party's impression of a bear. Ghoul's laugh is almost as stupid as the grizzly re-enactment. "I dunno what the fuck kinda bear that was s'posed to be, but yeah, it was a real-ass bear."

It's all fun and games until you remember getting absolutely destroyed by a bear, so of course, soon Ghoul's face crinkles up in distaste. "Woulda gone better if I could change whenever I want." Like Party can. Fuck him. Ghoul swings a leg out, giving one of his shins a nice little kick.

[injectablefame]

Party grins like the toothy little asshole that he is. Never a missed opportunity to agitate for this guy.

"Yeah, sure would've been handy if you coulda been all wolfed out." He tuts. "Too bad that's impossible."

If his teeth are a little extra sharp when he leans in, it's totally just Ghoul's mind playing tricks. "Bear didn't hurt ya too bad, did it? All your pretty parts still pretty?"

[ghoulaid]

"What the fuck ever," he says with a shove, although it's not too hard- if only because Ghoul decides he wants to lean in a little, getting a slightly closer look at the sharper points of Party's teeth. It's not really anything that he hasn't seen before, but that partial-turning thing is still pretty fucking cool. He'll have to practice that shit some day. Maybe. If he ever gets a piece of jewelry.

That's a conversation that'll be a good distraction, because Ghoul's fight with the bear is not a pleasant discussion. He shrugs, avoiding eye contact as he gives Party a very obvious non-answer. "S'fine. There were healers and stuff." It's a cheap way of admitting the fight was pretty ugly. Party doesn't need to hear the details. It might upset him, so Ghoul quickly changes the subject by grabbing Party's hand and drawing it in, playing with his moonlight ring by twisting it around in its place on his finger. "So tell me how this thing works."

A+ re-direction skills.