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[awooligan]

CLIFFORD NORMAN
UN: REDRIDINGHOODIE

STATUS: grade 11

ACCOLADES: n/a.

BIO: name's cliff. let me know if you'll buy cigarettes and shit for me, we can work something out.

© TESSISAMESS

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[awooligan]

[imternally shaking his head... didn't they talk about this eating while morphed thing, he thought it wasn't going to be a thing...]

Oh, for sure I'm making you race me on the way back. Being a hawk again is cheating, though.

[hawkwardness]

[When you have no sense of taste normally and the whole world is suddenly full of delicious smelling food... you eat.]

< Nope, I'll stay a deer the whole way. Unless you end up lost in the woods. >

[awooligan]

Pff.

[It should really be impossible for a wolf to make that sound, but here we are. He speaks no differently than usual.]

Even if I wasn't used to finding my way around woods, I can still smell the place from here, or I could track the way we came.

[hawkwardness]

< Tracking I can believe, but you can still smell the campus itself? That's intense, dude. How do you stand it? >

[Then again, no dog seems to give a damn about nasty smells. It is a mystery... one animal he hasn't actually become.]

[awooligan]

[He’d shrug if he had the form for it. Like, he could shift for two seconds just to do it, but that seems extreme.]

It’s faint, but yeah. Helps that it’s way different than nature. What really sucked was when that Lalli guy moved in. Smells normal now, though.

[hawkwardness]

< Oh, I remember that. Did he finally start taking showers? With soap and not hospital disinfectant? >

[Pfft.]

[awooligan]

He was always showering.

[He has to admit, it's a little relieving to be able to open about things like this... As much as he hadn't wanted anyone to know, it would have been nice to have this earlier.]

I just think whatever he was doing, he was doing it so long it got stuck to him. Now he kind of smells like cookies, which makes sense because it's the only thing I've ever seen him eating.

[hawkwardness]

[Someday Tobias will figure that out for himself... how relieving honesty can be. He keeps on hoofing along.]

< Man. One of these days, maybe this place will find an actual sensible adult to be a role model for us kids. >

[awooligan]

[He snickers again, trotting bouncily through the underbrush.]

Yeah, right. Way too much weird shit happens here for anyone to manage. I basically just got here and I already know that.

[hawkwardness]

< It can't be any better at the other schools. Weird is just how it is when you get a bunch of dumb kids together and teach them to do more with their magical powers. People have accidentally cursed the whole campus before by screwing up homework. >

[Not like normal schools, where the worse that happens is a bad grade.]

[awooligan]

Lucky I've heard that before. Might've wanted to say fuck it, run away, and just live out here. A house in the woods doesn't sound bad at all.

[It's nice to be able to casually joke about the possibility, instead of worrying he'd be cornered into it.]

[hawkwardness]

[They're making progress, the woods are getting deeper...]

< Who needs a house, though? All I need is a nice tall tree. No cleaning or having to keep the lawn looking nice. >

[awooligan]

Uh, me. I like having a real bed, fridge, microwave... A real bathroom. Roof when the weather's shitty.

[There's a lot of benefits to a house.]

Forest home doesn't have a lawn, anyway.

[hawkwardness]

[He's... not going to go there. Nothing nice to say about it and his lack of a real home.]

< Still have to rake leaves, which is pretty stupid now that I think about it. I don't miss chores. >

[awooligan]

Nobody can make me rake around my house in the woods, that's stupid. It's my house, I'll do whatever chores I want.

[thats what being an independent adult is all about!!]

[hawkwardness]

[...Good point. What a dumb argument. Why does Cliff keep dragging him into them.]

< Right, right. Just say no to trying to clean up nature. > [Heh.]

[awooligan]

[that is what being an idiot teen is all about

best of both worlds]

Nature and I, we do whatever the hell we want. We could learn to coexist through a shared love of anarchy.

[hawkwardness]

[Running around naked in the woods and bickering, it's what teens do.]

< You'd probably make it a week before you couldn't stand not having wifi anymore, dude. No internet. No games with Kevin. >

[awooligan]

[...hmmm. He had a good point. But also, only one boy is naked, gosh -- Cliff's got his clothes on same as he's got his fur, just on the flipside. Some shifters are just lucky that way.]

Maybe I'll live just close enough to civilization to get a decent signal. Kev's welcome to visit anytime he wants, too, as long as he doesn't wander off to study some wild animal.

[hawkwardness]

< Hey, if he wants to study animals, let him live his dreams. Maybe he'll grow up to be a vet. Wildlife researcher. Conservationist. Plenty of things he can do. >

[Kevin's not like him. Kevin can have a future. They just have to make sure he gets one.]

[awooligan]

[Mm. A fair point. That's the sort of future that would make Kevin happy, isn't it? A dream come true.]

Okay, but when he's older. He doesn't need to be like his brother and going out on his own to get bitten by a werewolf and rescued by a bear.

[hawkwardness]

[The deer that is Toby pauses and twitches an ear at Cliff...]

< Rescued by a real bear? Did that actually happen? >

[awooligan]

[Sigh...]

Man, I don't know. I was freaking out. But since I'm still fucking alive, I'm going with yeah, that actually happened. It wasn't normal, whatever it was. Had this white face and scary eyes, and bears don't usually talk.

[hawkwardness]

< Could it have been a werebear? I'm guessing not someone like me, I don't talk out loud. >

[He's lucky he can 'talk' at all, or life would be ten times as difficult.]

[awooligan]

Maybe. Kind of a dick if he was, though. All he did was get in my face and tell me to go home. Didn't want me to talk about what happened. Not that I wanted to -- didn't want to freak my mom out by showing her this big fucking gash in my shoulder.

[With a huff, Cliff starts trotting off again without looking to see if Tobias is following him.]

Besides... Either no one was going to believe what happened, or there'd suddenly be way too many eyes on me. No way, dude.