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[allgotrabies]

Hey, it's Annie, you know what to do.

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[allgotrabies]

"You shouldn't. He learned from that scorpion that stung that frog, you remember that story?" She looks down carefully, smelling her own blood. It's not so bad. And it doesn't smell human; hopefully that helps Godric.

"But they got halfway across and a downdraft made him smell the stink off the cheese, so he gagged and he shook and the cheeseman fell into the water and fell apart."

[loveisall]

"I do," he says. "And then what happened? Was that the end of the story?"

He isn't bothered by the smell of it. It's not new to him and he's under enough control.

[allgotrabies]

"Nope, the cheese was so bad, it poisoned the water. And a whole town had to move. And the land became the Sahara desert." She grins. "The end. Wanna hear another?"

[loveisall]

He grins at that. "Yes. Do you need to take a break first?"

[allgotrabies]

"Keep going. It's not too bad." She licks her lips. "Okay so, there was a school called Wayside. It was, uhm, thirteen stories high. But no one knew what happened to the twelfth. And it swayed a lot. Like the tower in Italy.

"The substitute teacher walks in and the kids just know there's something off about her. But kids, they're kids, so they test her. They don't sit down when told. She tells them, do what I fucking say or you'll regret it.

"And Joe ignores her and she wiggles her nose, and pulls her ear, and poof. He turns into a potato."

[loveisall]

"So she was a witch," he predicts, grinning at the childish story, loving that she's reading, even though he's not sure how much of this is real and how much of it is made up.

[allgotrabies]

She grins. "Okay so she turns all of the class, except Bobby, who is always asleep in the back. And she gets mad he won't turn, so she goes and she yanks the hood of his jacket back. And Bobby? He's actually three rats in a coat."

[loveisall]

"Bobby fooled her," he laughs, halfway through. He's gaining his confidence now, speeding through it at faster than human ways.

[allgotrabies]

"So the rats tear her hat off and you know what she was?"

[loveisall]

"A frog?" he wonders with no proof at all. It just seemed silly enough for this ridiculous story.

[allgotrabies]

"So close!" She bites her lip, trying not to laugh but because the speed of the needle is right between pain and tickling. "A monkey."

[loveisall]

He clears his throat. "A monkey? And what did the monkey do with the rats?"

[allgotrabies]

"Jump out the window. Monkeys are terrified of rats. But the kids never did get turned back into potatoes. Their parents just came and got 'em and kept them around the kitchen."

[loveisall]

"Hm. Good parents."

He wipes away the rest of the blood and leftover ink, inspecting his work. He's precise; it's damn near perfect to what he had drawn.

"Go look."

[allgotrabies]

"Oh but that was only until-" But then she's in front of the mirror and speechless.

"It's beautiful."

[loveisall]

He tries to wipe the ink from his fingers but it's already stained. At least for a few days. He stands, walking to the mirror with her and inspecting his work. "I haven't done anything like that in a very long time," he tells her.

[allgotrabies]

"I love it." So much she doesn't know how to put it into words. "How're you so good at making me feel like I belong somewhere?"

[loveisall]

"Because I know what it is to be alone," he reminds her. "And I do not want that for anyone else. Not for you."

[allgotrabies]

She rests her head on his shoulder for a moment. "Well I'm sure your packmate now. This just proves it. Now, what do I do to make sure it stays pretty forever?"

[loveisall]

He laughs at that. "Honestly? Just don't scar it. Keep lotion on it." He shrugs. "How do werewolves heal from wounds?"

[allgotrabies]

"We heal pretty fast. But we do scar," she has plenty of those. "Most of mine are from when I was human."

The slightly keloided scars on her hands and feet are from being a wolf and running several hundred miles in a blind terror, as well as a mark on her shoulder from being trapped in a cage with starving dogs.

[loveisall]

"You should be fine," he assures her. He doesn't know much about it, considering his own experience. "Do you know how this was done?" he asks, touching his collarbone.

[allgotrabies]

She studies it a moment and shakes her head. "How?"

[loveisall]

"Cutting the skin in the shape and rubbing soot in the wound. Letting it heal over," he explains.

[allgotrabies]

"Now I feel kind of bad for thinking the tattoos are so sexy," she admits. She isn't the least bit romantically attracted to him but, well. The tattoos transcend that.