RP: Morning after
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tutistempus_rpgDate: 28 March 2002
Characters: Remus Lupin
Setting: Secure island
Content: TBD
Status: Public: open
Remus had awoke in a small crevasse under some rocks. How was it that the werewolf would always hide him? Was it just the security for it going to sleep? Either way, he was grateful and found a small mound of clothes waiting for him when he woke up, along with a blanket. He did have some good friends.
Stiffly, he got dressed in what privacy he could find. He was sore all over, especially his legs. What did he do last night? Being a werewolf was worse than going on an all night drinking binge; you never remembered what went on the night before.
He moved back into the open, trying to get his bearing of where exactly he was; sure, the island wasn't very big but how to know which direction to move in? He attempted to speak but found himself hoarse. "Hello?" he croaked out anyway. He rationalized that since the island was to the southwest of the mainland, he needed to head northeast. It would be easier if people were around.
Characters: Remus Lupin
Setting: Secure island
Content: TBD
Status: Public: open
Remus had awoke in a small crevasse under some rocks. How was it that the werewolf would always hide him? Was it just the security for it going to sleep? Either way, he was grateful and found a small mound of clothes waiting for him when he woke up, along with a blanket. He did have some good friends.
Stiffly, he got dressed in what privacy he could find. He was sore all over, especially his legs. What did he do last night? Being a werewolf was worse than going on an all night drinking binge; you never remembered what went on the night before.
He moved back into the open, trying to get his bearing of where exactly he was; sure, the island wasn't very big but how to know which direction to move in? He attempted to speak but found himself hoarse. "Hello?" he croaked out anyway. He rationalized that since the island was to the southwest of the mainland, he needed to head northeast. It would be easier if people were around.
