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Well...that was predictable. But still goddamn funny. Ciaran knew that he shouldn't laugh and did actually feel bad about scaring the poor bloke. Shit being as it had been around here lately, he should consider himself lucky that the man hadn't pulled a knife on him or something. Still, he couldn't keep the slight twinkle of amusement out of his inky blue eyes.

'Sorry mate, sorry. Truly. Wasn't tryin' to scare ya I promise' He assured Xavier, assuming the most submissive pose that a wolf like himself could, sitting before the other with his head slightly lowered. At the why, he let out a low huff, his lupine equivalent of a shrug. 'Out for a run and just happened to see ya' He replied, a more amused huff leaving him now at the man's question.

'I would love, but ya gonna see a lot more of me than ya likely bargained for' Ciaran chuckled. 'How 'bout we head up to mine? Ain't so far from here, and I promise I won't say a word again till I'm on two legs'

Xavier recognized the voice right away and was somehow glad that one of his oldest friends had not left the island with the others – even if it meant precisely that. He didn’t wish for Ciaran to be stuck on this island but at least they could keep on suffering together now.  A faint smile crept over his lips but when he turned to greet the other, it was not a man he was facing. Abruptly, he stumbled backwards and off the stone, his hands catching him before he fell to the ground entirely.

“Jesus, Ciaran!”, Xavier cursed, quickly straightening himself. If he had paid a little more attention, perhaps he would have realized sooner that something was amiss. Cautiously, he eyed Ciaran’s wolf form and knew almost instinctively what the other must be thinking. Although it was technically not a fall, his posture had been no less comical. It was more than probable that a stupid joke had already been formed in his lupine brain.

“I’m getting too old for this kind of magic. Why-“ But he stopped himself just in time. Why what? Begrudgingly he remembered the conversations he had with Qhuinn and her wasted efforts to get him excited about her wolf form. He couldn’t blame them for being who they were but there was no denying that part of him wished that they were human. “Never mind” With a dismissive wave of the hand, he sat back down on the stone, pausing. “Can you shift? Hearing voices like this is the last thing I need”  

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Ciaran let out a soft huff, as he picked his way out of the woods. Fucking hell, summer was coming fast on the island. Which meant this was likely going to be his last mid-day run for a good goddamn while. He was getting too old for this hot as balls shit, and suddenly homesick for a good old fashioned rainy Irish day. As a run through the surf was the closest thing he was gonna get, the large black wolf headed in that direction. Surprised but quite pleased and the sight and scent that greeted him.

Had Xavier ever seen his wolf form? Ciaran for the life of him couldn't recall, and wasn't sure what was going to scare the hair off the man's sack first: seeing a huge-ass wolf right behind him, or hearing his voice in his head. Eh well, may as well do both.

'Aye, my ninja trainin' is payin' off then. Good to know' He projected, with a rumble of a chuckle, then was quick to reassure Xavier of who he was. 'Relax mate, it's just me'

Xavier counted his coins, dropping the metal objects one by one into a small pouch. He still looked a bit stunned, as well as he should have. 10 bucks were a fabulous amount of money to find scattered on the ground. He made out nearly 5 different currencies, all scattered around from where people once lived and – he suspected – escaped. Maybe the recent change in administration was finally enough reason for them to leave. It was most surprising, however, that just as Xavier started to feel more like himself, the world around him became unfamiliar. He had not yet bothered to check if any of his friends stayed.

Pensively, Xavier threw one of his coins into the water. A superstitious person would take this opportunity to make a wish but nothing came to mind. Yet when he turned around, he discovered that he was no longer alone. His eyes gazed upwards briefly as if to check whether someone was perhaps up there who listened, even when nothing was said.

“Sorry”, Xavier then turned towards the other person. “I barely heard you”

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Happy Easter from Dark Moon!

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[Text]: Hey brother its been too long since we've talked. Mind if we catch a ride on the bikes and just chat? So much stuff has happened and I haven't checked up on you. Im a horrible brother I know XP

[text] Well if you're a horrible brother than I guess that makes me one too eh? 😜

[text] But aye, that sounds perfect. Name the time and place and I'll likely be late but I'll be there.

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Merry Christmas from Ciaran, Seamus, Guinness, and Mr. Feathers! 🎄

{my (in)famous rum balls!}

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To: Ciaran O'Bryan- @professorxwolf

Merry Christmas from Secret Krampus!

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To: Ciaran O'Bryan- @professorxwolf

Ciaran,

Feast ye beast! (Not an insult, it just rhymed).

- Krampus

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What's up. What's up... Wasn't that the question. What was up indeed? Why was he feeling like this over two rat-bastards who would have just as soon kiiled not only himself but Dom as well if he hadn't done what he did. It made no sense at all, especially as he had taken lives before in similar situations. One didn't live as long as he had without accumulating some sort of body count, after all. So why did this one weigh on his conscious so much? Maybe..Xavier could help him make heads or tails of it all. It was worth a shot and would, if nothing else, make the other feel as if his visit wasn't in vain. So Ciaran lifted navy eyes to the male's handsome face and, in the most Ciaran way possible, blurted out his confession.

"Haven't ya heard? I'm an evil killer. Boo.." He grumbled, before rewarding himself for that effort by draining his glass in one single long swallow.

Xavier lacked the capacity to feign surprise. That Ciaran was not in a good state had been obvious from the moment he knocked at his door. And with all that happened, he couldn’t really blame him for it. All he knew was that he truly came to the right place to not talk about his problems. Why did that suddenly feel so terrible?  

He followed the other inside and closed the door behind him. It was good to see his house in a reasonably good state – even if its owner itself didn’t seem to care. Silently, Xavier watched the process of said owner getting a glass and sitting back down. A trivial task for most people. Only this time he felt like he was watching a tragedy in disguise. “Alright” Xavier reached out to pour himself a glass of whiskey. “You may not like it but you know I have to ask now” The glass was raised cordially and he took a sip to prepare himself for what was to come. “What’s up, Ciaran?”

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handsonluc:

It’d been a while since Luc had shifted, letting their bear out in the world to do what animals do best. Just like a pet, a shifter’s animal required enrichment and socialization, and it was starting to show in Luc’s temperament that they had not been very attentive to the bear’s needs. The short fuse, his anxious smoking habit, the incessant craving for sushi, they were all indicative of an impending, involuntary shift. At least, it would be, if he didn’t give it what it wanted soon. 

Eager to placate it, Luc put the finishing touches on some smaller projects around the campus and called it an early day, opting for a hike up in the North Shore. Which, according to the campus map, should have been secluded enough to provide them with a little bit of privacy.  Finding a nice bit of wilderness, Luc stripped down from his thermal wear, shivering involuntarily from the brisk winter breeze. “The shit I do for you,” he huffed under his breath, getting down to his birthday suit. Just as quickly as they’d undressed, Luc changed, his comparatively smaller frame giving way to his massive bear form. It wasn’t a painful process, at least not anymore, and if it ever had been, the memory was lost on him. Bounding through the tufts of snow like a kid on a snow day, Luc wandered through the dense forest, leaping through soft mounds of snow until they came upon a clearing. Curious, the bear stalked further onto the property, cautiously at first, and then determined when they spotted a nice little patio set they could curl up on for a bit. The snow was clear here, and with the bit of respite it provided from the snow, the bear decided it would be a lovely little place for a nap. When Luc woke up several hours later, it was to the sound of someone gently trying to shoo him. His first human thought was that engaging with a bear was kind of stupid. His second, that he should probably change before they decided to take more drastic measures. Snatching up the long lounge chair cushion, the bear wrapped it around his waist and shrunk down to Luc’s much more modest six foot four frame. “Sorry, uh…” Luc held onto the cushion for dear life. “...don’t call the police?”

Well...this was a bloody first. Ciaran had been on the island long enough that there wasn't a lot of weird-ass shit that actually managed to surprise him, but this did. It wasn't every day that a bloke came back from a run to find a fucking bear asleep on this front porch. He thanked his stars that the dogs and Mr. Feathers had apparently had the smarts to stay away, then approached the what he assumed was a shifter. "Mate..ya wanna wake the fuck up now?" He muttered, nudging the creature once more with a flip-flop clad toe before taking a big step back to prepare for whatever the hell was going to happen next.

The wolf watched with arched brows as the bear shifted back into a form that, well...he really didn't have a problem with. Lips twitched before curving into a downright cheeky smile as he watched the man, unable to resist giving him some kind of shit. "I dunno" Ciaran shrugged, scratching his unruly raven locks. "Ya are tresspassin' ya know. May have to give me a reason to not" He teased, before letting out a good-natured laugh.

"Just takin' the piss love. C'mon in before ya freeze to fuckin' death. Got somethin' that'll probably fit ya if ya want." He himself was clad in only a pair of worn sweats and a white tee, a nod to the magical weather as he usually only came back from his runs in boxers. Gym shorts if he was feeling fancy. Opening the door to his cabin, he invited the other in with an incline of his head.

@handsonluc

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🌲WINTER WONDERLAND🌲

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+15 points to Ciaran O'Bryan for winning second place in the Master's Halloween Costume Contest

+15 POINTS to CIARAN O'BRYAN.

Rankings will be updated on December 1st.

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Making it Better | C&A

Ciaran chuckled as he and Atticus finished their text conversation, a soft, pleased smile curving his lips when the other agreed to meet him for ice cream. He was rather surprised as he knew the man wasn't all that much for sweets. But maybe becoming a vampire had changed that? Or, you just simply couldn't argue with the healing power of the stuff. Either way the wolf was just glad to be seeing him. He really hadn't since their time during the lockdown, just in the usual passing here and there. So he was anxious to know how he was faring. And, more importantly, if whoever his sire was was being properly attentive.

The wolf arrived at their agreed location, one of the few if not only ice cream places that was still standing, and simply waited at the entrance. Would Atticus want to sit outside? Could he sit outside? Feeling like an idiot, he lit a cigarette to cover his feelings of inadequacy, but was able to manage a smirk when the saw the other coming up the path. "Fuckin' hell..I can smell ya from a mile away now" He teased, offering Atticus a drag right away.

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