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text; 1/NO ONE REALLY EVER KNOWS

[heorot]

moony!

[majestyofthethrone]

Chocolate.

Cake.

6th floor kitchen.

Be there or be square.

[Girl is high on sleep, man.]

text, auggielocked;

[altercate]

There's a werewolf onboard that you need to be careful with.

TEXT 2: ELECETRIC BOOGALOO 1 of a few hi :3

[doggedly]

MOONY




SHIP

[chuffle]

[She had planned on just walking past him - she saw him in the hall heading in the opposite direction from her, but then suddenly she gets within a few feet-

It's not that he smells like werewolf (although he does) it's that he smells like a werewolf she's met - not that he smells like anyone but himself.

She does a legitimate double take]

Hold on, hooold on a moment there-

text, private.

[ex_question191]

Can we hang out? Derek's probably gonna need you, but, I dunno, after that.

text, auggielocked;

[altercate]

Where are you.

[majestyofthethrone]

[She's knocking on the door - she finally is well enough to be up and about from the medbay and the feeling of rest that the jump gave is nothing but helpful. But she needs help outside of just that.

She needs a little magical help, and this is the room she comes to when that's the case.]

ACTION hello inbox my old frienddddddd

[doggedly]

[From threats to punching in five seconds. It's not always wise, Apparating around on the ship, but desperate times, desperate measures, &c.

Sirius pops into place in their room, already glaring.]

Remus.