Tyler walked through the arcade, trying to decide what game he wanted to play first. It had been awhile since he had time to himself, so Tyler decided he would be just go out and do something for himself. Tyler was about to head towards the back, where he knew Street Fighter was kept, when he heard someone call out, his ears twitching as he heard what sounded like someone hitting the game. Tyler moved through the people and the machines, heading towards where the voice came from.
Tyler let out a small laugh as he watched the other wolf, have a small argument with the claw machine, who had stopped half way to giving him his prize. "You know they are rigged right?" Tyler asked as he walked over to Ryden. Tyler frowned as he looked at the toy hanging in the claw. "Which is a shame, because it's cute." Tyler looked back to Ryden and shrugged. "Maybe smack it some more?"
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“The fuck!?” The tall, broad-shouldered werewolf exclaimed in utter outrage and confusion, likely drawing attention to himself with his crude language and raised volume. He stared at the arcade claw machine which had apparently just offended him to the point of making him look like an absolute dumbass. His surprise didn’t last for long though before it was replaced by animosity. “Oi. Bitch.” He gave the machine a whack, light for what the werewolf was capable of doing. “Ya stole me money. Give it back.” The grumbling growl muffled as Ryden pasted his palms and his face against the glass window of the game to peer inside, at the mountain of toys and prizes it was stuffed with, trying so hard to have a look in that his nose was smooshed against it, fogging up a spot with his breath.
The claw was apparently stuck, having half-raised the toy prize Ryden had chosen, but it never got thrown into the slot where he could pull it out from. A vein of anger pulsed in Ryden’s temple. “Did ya see this bullshit? Did ya see it?? It took me money and it’s refusin’ to give the stupid toy!” He shouted out to the first person nearby, pointing accusingly at the cursed game.
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Tyler opened the bottle and filled the two glasses before he pushed one towards Jesse, ignoring the other comment. "I might of done." Tyler said putting the cap back on the bottle, before he pushed the bottle away. "It looks like you haven't had a proper meal either, Which I know for a fact, as you hadn't touch any of those meals I left you." Tyler reached out and picked up his glass and took a mouthful of it. Tyler shifted back a little and leaned on the bench. "Not normally no, but you haven't been looking after yourself." Tyler shrugged as he looked at Jesse, his werewolf sense picking up the small things when it came to Jesse. But he knew the other wouldn't want to hear that.
Tyler reached into his pocket and shrugged a little. "Fine, you don't need to eat them. But I'm gonna order anyway." Tyler opened the food app, ordering his normal order as well as Jesse. Which was saved in his phone. Tyler sighed as he took another mouthful of his drink before he raised an eyebrow slightly. "Not weird." Tyler said as he looked back at Jesse. "No Jesse, you reacted how you reacted. I can't be upset about that." Tyler said as he pushed off the bench and crossed the room to standing in front of the other. Reaching out, Tyler gently tugged on Jesse's curl.
At first, it seemed that things weren't so dire since the other man actually invited him in. But then he made that backhanded comment-- Jesse's lips parted in surprise as he looked down at himself, unsure what the hell Tyler meant by that. "Did you just tell me I look like shit politely?" He asked, incredulous, following in after the small dog and it's own. "I mean, I showered today too," he went on, shaking his head. Sure, his body was still waiting to gain back some of that weight he had lost, but for the most part Jesse looked as normal as he was before-- like it never even happened, unless he was to remove his shirt. Then you would see that his back was still covered in bandages and working on healing itself. "That was wicked rude, man, do you normally think I look like shit?" Not that he was even offended-- he was kind of jumping on the moment to ease things between them more.
Jesse watched the dog run off to go find it's bed before wandering in to where Tyler was getting things from the kitchen. "I'm not here for dinner," he said then, and added when he noted the two glasses and bottle, "or a drink." Ah man, they were going to have to talk about something, because clearly there was something going on. "What's got you all-- I dunno, weird.. right now?" Eyeing him close. "Are you pissed at me? I can work with you being pissed at me, that's fine, but this feels more than just what happened the other night.."
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"No, no they don't know. Not really something you can blurt out." Tyler said with a weak shrug, before he curled his hands around his coffee cup. Tyler nodded his head slightly, as he listened to Avery. Tyler nodded slightly, before he looked out the window. A small nagging feeling pulled at him, the tightness in his chest hit him hard. He knew why his parents worried, and Avery was right, he needed to reach out and tell them his was alright. He reached up and rubbed his chest slightly, trying to sooth himself before he looked back to Avery, trying to catch up on what Avery was saying. "I mean I don't blame them, it's a big thing." Tyler said as he shrugged slightly. "I didn't know what to believe when it happened, and then the full moon hit, and well..." Tyler had to believe what had happened, he couldn't explain to his dads how he ended up in the forest, naked.
Tyler let out a huff as Avery kept talking about what happened. Tyler tightened his hands around the cup more. "Yes, it helps." Tyler said softly, as he looked down at his drink. "I don't know Avery, alright. I don't know why or what. So just drop it." Tyler snapped, his eyes flicking up to Avery. "Just please, drop it."
"Sounds like she might of got out dodge real quick. She may not have intended it for it too happen, but maybe there was still some level of quilt there." Tyler said as he picked his cup up and took a sip of his drink before he lowered it again. He swallowed thickly, as he listened to Avery's next words. we have each other. The tightness in his chest from before was growing. Tyler forced a smile as he nodded his head slowly. "Yeah, of course. Me and you."
"I know what that feels llike," Ave nods, "Not easy, right I--did you tell them? about what hapenned how you've become--you know a wolf?" he wonders what Tyler's dads thought, what his would think? would they think he was going insane? because...this was not an easy topic, how was he gonna come out and say he was werewolf? "You should, let them know you're alive, at least," the wolf frowns, looking down at his hands, "But I'm not one to talk, 'cause I haven't--told mine much," he sighs, shaking his head, "Yeah...I can imagine that being a difficult thing to deal with,I mean--normal people, like you and I once were... they don't believe in that sort of things," not that Avery was making an excuse for whoever was trying to make Tyler sound crazy, but still. "I know, I know, man, why do you think I'm here?"
"It's...fine, I'm not mad," Avery is quick to tell his friend, a frown on his face as he does so, mostly out of concern, "But--what you did... it helped? it was to...help right?" at least so Ave assumed, he was feeling...lighter. "I--I'm not worried for me," Avery says, the same concern frown on his face, "Okay... something you can do...and what's that? you help people feel better?"
"I thought about asking around, call my bandmates to see if she showed up at the bar again, but--I mean if you're out there truning people into wolves you're not gonna come back to the scene of the crime right?" unless she was really dumb, and Avery figured, if someone was out there turning wolves they would come looking for him, right? he looks over at the waitress, thanking her as well as he takes his coffee giving it a sip, "You and me, man, you and me," Ave sighs, "I'm sorry it happened to you too, and Carter--But huh, at least now we have each other, right?"
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Tyler laughed softly as he watched Willow open the pack of red vines. "Just got to have the right motivation." Tyler grinned as he grabbed a red vine and took a bite of it. He shifted a little as he moved closer to Willow, looking back up at the stars.
Tyler shook his head a little as he smiled. He looked up at where Willow was pointing too. Tyler hummed softly as he tilted his head slightly, trying to find the stars. "Sirius huh? Like in Harry potter?" Tyler questioned as he looked back to Willow. "Tell me more about Sirius."
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"I knew you were a capable hunter," Willow praised with a laugh as she opened the package with her free hand. It was probably going to be the death of her but she just loved anything sweet, probably why she was so stuck on Tyler. But no, that wasn't a thought she could entertain.
"Have I told the one about the two hunting dogs of Orion?" She bit off a piece of red vine and then used the end of the candy to point out the stars she was referencing and trace their connections. "Canis Major and Minor but they include Sirius, the dog star. That one has a few different backgrounds to it. Or the one about Ganymede? The constellation is actually called Aquarius but the myth behind it is about a woman named Ganymede."
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