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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? ]

Comments

[onsilksheets]

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.

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[ 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.

[onsilksheets]

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.

[angerissues]

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.

[onsilksheets]

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.

[angerissues]

[ 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.

[onsilksheets]

[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.

[angerissues]

[ 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.

[onsilksheets]

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.

[angerissues]

[ 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.

[onsilksheets]

[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.