56; action/dictated [ backdated to early in the day ]

[gottaknockhard]

[The past two weeks haven't been too bad for Spike, the duck. He had no haunting memories, no nightmares, plenty of passerbys gave him breadcrumbs, and nobody shot him for sport. In fact, he's happily napping in the duck pond, when suddenly(!) there's a loud splash and a very human (and unfortunately naked) Spike surfaces, sputtering and soaked--]

Cold. [And... wet. The hell. When he stops flailing and realizes exactly where he is, he takes a few... long... moments... to stare down the castle behind him. What the fuck was that about, huh? Some prank? He knows a few people with a sick sense of humor, so he doesn't doubt it. Assholes. Then he spots the damp open book lying on the edge of the pond.

...

No clothes, but they left him a journal. He coughs a few times (probably swallowed a good amount of pond-water) and wades over to it, still keeping himself submerged despite the cold.]

Very funny. [If he sounds angry, it's because he's expecting someone to fess up. They could have at least given him a towel. He'd keep talking, but instead he crosses his arms to keep from freezing.

Apparently good moods just don't last.]


( Brock )

[Well, he has to call someone. And of everyone he knows, he can probably save the most face with Brock, so. He might as well rack up the favors. (Now if he could keep his teeth from chattering long enough to ask.)]

Where are you?


ooc: Open to action or journal. If you missed it, this is the end of Spike's loss. He has no idea what happened to him or how long he's been gone. Catching up is fun. :'

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[persequor]

[ Have a very unimpressed girl/wolf combo just. Staring. ]

[ino]

[walking by.


.... stopping.


walking back.


STARING]

What the hell!?

[gottaknockhard]

[...a kid and a dog. That's exactly who he needs to run into right now.

He tries to swallow his anger and make this seem like a normal thing... But no, he still sounds annoyed.]

What?

[persequor]

Does that happen a lot?

[gottaknockhard]

[He turns and -- oh it's Ino. This is starting to be a bad trend with her. He re-crosses his arms and keeps himself from thinking about the thing that just brushed past his leg.]

That's what I'd like to know. [Because there's no way he's going to pass this off as intentional. Unless he's taken to skinny dipping in his sleep, which he'd rather not think about either.]

[gottaknockhard]

[That's a weird way to phrase it. He's quiet for a few beats, then asks something he'll regret.]

Did you see something? [...Not how he should have phrased that either. He's too cold to think straight right now.]

[persequor]

See what? I didn't see your cock if that's what you're asking.

[gottaknockhard]

[KIDS...]

That's not what I was asking.

[persequor]

You mean changing back from the duck.

[ontheclockpro]

[Have Reno just staring at you, slightly raised eyebrow. This sure is an eventful smoke break]

[gottaknockhard]

[.....................

Well that shut him up. Give him a minute to let that sink in, his is a slow brain.]

[persequor]

Ser? [ Gonna assume he doesn't usually change into animals. At least not ducks. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[He's getting a lot of that. The best he can hope for is to blame this on a crazy night of drinking...

But he actually could use a hand here, so he has no choice but to speak up.]

If you keep staring, I'm going to start to feel self-conscious. [haha.]

[gottaknockhard]

[Not judging by his next question. He's still having trouble.]

What did you say?

[persequor]

[ Slowly: ] You were a duck. I saw you change into a man.

[ She keeps to herself that Nymeria had been preparing to lunge for him. The direwolf developed a taste for duck. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[That time he heard her. He...]

I guess that explains it. [Not really.]

[ontheclockpro]

Sorry, but it's kinda hard not to.

[But he'll walk over, pulling off his jacket to offer it to him. It's heavy and full of weapons, but he trusts you not to hurt yourself. ]

[persequor]

[ Already having dealt with another resident on an animal loss, she's not surprised he doesn't remember. ]

I guess.

spike speigel ]

[huntersdaughter]

Trouble?

[gottaknockhard]

Thanks.

[He reaches out to grab the jacket, and as he does it's pretty hard to hide the fact that he's shivering. This whole thing is doing nothing for his image.

He starts to move from the pond and wraps the jacket around himself as modestly as he can. What he wouldn't do for some pants...]

[gottaknockhard]

[He sneezes then, since he apparently decided he could look more pathetic, but otherwise tries not to look too freaked out in front of the oddly-calm girl.]

Just my luck.

[persequor]

Shall I fetch you a cloak?

Jo ]

[gottaknockhard]

[The kind only he could get into. Which is why this sounds like a lie...]

Just a prank. [Did he leave any clothes at Jo's? He thinks about it while he weighs the cons of spreading this around.]

spike speigel ]

[huntersdaughter]

[There seems to always be guy clothing at her house. She's not even sure why they don't just all ask for a drawer or something. She'll get them their own dresser. One drawer for when Spike is anti-social, one drawer for Sam when he's avoiding his life, one drawer for Steve when he's too nice to go home... she'd put it in the guest room even.]

Uh-huh. Is that... do I hear ducks?

[gottaknockhard]

[Now she sounds polite.]

If you don't mind.