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CHARACTERS: Mason Lockwood and whoever wants to run into him.
LOCATION: Various! Hallways, the gardens, the SEC gym, Space Babylon. Pretty much all over the ship.
WARNINGS: None currently but they might crop up. Warnings will be put in subject lines if they're needed.
SUMMARY: Just a day in the life of a werewolf.
NOTES: Jump in if you'd like! This is just a catch-all sort of deal.

[ Mason's trying to keep as busy as he possibly can these days. Considering all the shit that's been going down - Jenna running off into some unknown part of the ship and getting fucked up because of it, everything that happened with the Scylla and the pirates, the body strung up like a goddamn puppet, Tyler getting lost somewhere in the ship - he'd rather keep himself occupied than let himself dwell on all of it for too long. So he takes extra shifts for security, works out harder and more often than normal, ends up in Space Babylon to drink as much as he can. (This place makes the whole better tolerance than humans thing even more frustrating than it had been back home; all he wants to do is get drunk but considering the amount of alcohol it takes and how quickly the effects dissipate, it's not really worth it.)

At least he's still friendly enough, saying Hello and smiling when he passes people in the hallways or the gym. Even at the bar, despite sitting alone, he does the same. No sense taking his frustrations with the ship out on the people around him, right? ]

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It's between us, Mason. No one else will know.

[ She's trying this trust thing and has been for a little while now, with some success. Bela knows she still has to work on some personal issues but at the same time, she doesn't want to completely change her personality.

After another healthy sip from her glass, her attention falls on him again. ] Won't be long until you've caught the eye of another girl. Looker like you? They should be falling at your feet.

[ Mason's been trying it ever since he attacked Tommy and confessed to it, although that in and of itself was a huge step for him. He has yet to regret it fully, too, though Tyke not being there for him when he needed it most has become a pretty sore spot. It's strange and uncharted territory, but he's trying and that's what matters. ]

You're assuming I don't already have quite a few lined up, [ he teases with a lift of his eyebrows. It's not necessarily true - it's not a line so much as it's just another girl he's hooked up with before - but he can joke about it anyway. ]

I'm not assuming a thing. [she responds with a smirk, taking another sip from her glass. ] Nor would I judge. [his life after all. he could choose whom or how many women he wanted to be with. ]

But we did have fun, didn't we? [now was perhaps not the best time to be nostalgic, considering where they were and that she was currently seeing another person, but she did enjoy the times that she and Mason were together.]

[ He sort of figured she wouldn't be the sort to judge him for sleeping with multiple women at the same time (sleeping with, not dating, because he doesn't really date) but it's still good to hear it.

Grinning, Mason takes another sip of his drink and nods. ] Yeah, we definitely did. But if you're happy, I'm happy. [ Or, at the very least, he can pretend that's the case. Not that he's unhappy about her seeing someone else, there's just a hell of a lot of other things on his plate to worry about. ]

[ considering the fact that she did the same thing last year, Bela was in no position to judge him. and now she was committed to one person-it was strange and she had a lot to learn but it was nice at the same time. ]

I am happy. Very happy. [ it radiated from her. what she had going at the moment made things a heck of a lot easier for Bela and nothing or no one could take that away from her. she never thought it would happen.]

So, how are things in general for you, Mason?

[ There was actually a tiny part of him that was jealous of her; he could see how happy she was and it made something twist in his stomach. So he downed the rest of his drink and reached for the bottle casually, pouring himself some more as he lifted one shoulder in a shrug. ]

About as well as they can be here, you know? [ Nothing particularly special has happened, at least not to his knowledge. (How he's gotten this far without knowing Katherine had come back is a miracle, honestly.) ] Tyler's missing, though.

[ Her expression grows a little more serious as soon as he tells her about Tyler. ] You're sure that he is missing and that he hasn't gone home? I know of a few people who have gotten lost, only to come back a month or so later.

[ Bela took another sip from her glass and set it down again, fingers still wrapped loosely around it. ] In any case, I hope that he is all right and if he is still on board, that he comes back soon.

[ He shrugs a little. ] Comm's still recognizing him, he's just not answering. [ It's the best guarantee he's got and, honestly, Mason doesn't like the idea of him going home. Not after what he's heard about what happens.

He nods to that next part, though, thumb running over the edge of his glass. He's more worried than he'd like to admit, truth be told. ] He's a tough kid, I'm sure he'll be alright.

He will, Mason. From the few times that I spoke to him, Tyler seemed quite capable of taking care of himself. [It was an attempt at reassurance as she had a feeling that Mason probably was worried about his nephew, he was just hiding it.]

Have you considered going out to look for him? I know that it can get dangerous in the deeper parts of the ship.

[ He nods at that first part - Tyler was plenty capable - but it doesn't comfort him as much as he'd like. ]

I've considered it. [ He downs the rest of his drink and rolls his shoulders. ] Haven't really decided yet, but it could be worth a try.

If you do decide to look for him, please be careful. I'd suggest that you shouldn't really go alone but maybe you wouldn't wish to endanger anyone else.

[Bela finishes off her drink, placing the empty glass down.]

I'm not here to stop you, just to make you aware.

You worried about me, Bela? [ Despite the topic of conversation, Mason still manages an amused, charming grin. But he sobers after a moment. ] I'm not gonna let anyone else get lost if I can help it, but I'll be careful. Promise.

A little bit. [She reaches for the bottle to pour herself another, topping Mason's up afterwards.] Good, glad to hear it. I can't have any of my friends getting injured.

[ He lifts his glass, angling it towards her in a silent thanks, then takes a sip. ] Even if I do, I'll end up healing faster than most.

[Unless the injuries he received were critical and not something Mason could heal from. Perhaps she shouldn't think about that.] Neat little trick, that. Or ability if we're being precise.

[ He could heal from a good portion of them, it would just take longer than he'd like. Either way, he doesn't plan on even getting a scratch while he's out there, so... ] It sure as hell can be. Doesn't mean everything's sunshine and roses, though.

Life has taught me that very well, Mason. [It looked like she was about to say something else but Bela decides against it, taking another drink to occupy herself instead. She didn't have much of a life to get back to at home and here was the better option, as crazy as it seemed.] I suppose that makes me more of a realist.

[ Mason, unfortunately, was in the same boat thanks to one Damon Salvatore. All he had was this place and that, if you asked him, was pretty fucked, but it's not like there was anything he could do about it. ] There's nothing wrong with that, if you ask me.

[Bela didn't know that about him and he had no idea about her situation either; maybe none of them would ever know but only time would tell.] Yeah? I'm glad that there's someone else who agrees with me.

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