Basement: Sometime Sunday morning.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce strolled quickly down the stairs to the basement, kicking an idle gremlin or two out of her way. She felt awful - she'd meant to come downstairs and keep Oz company during his laying-in, but had gotten so caught up in her conversation with Red that she didn't get back to campus.

"Hey Oz, are you.." her voice trailed off as she surveyed the ruins of the wall. Her face paled as she rounded the corner and saw the full extent of the damage and the meaning of the damage filtered into her brain.

Ignoring little things like common sense and personal safety, she ran forward, looking for .. bodies, blood, anything. "Oz! OZ! Are you in here? FUCK, man! WAKE UP!"

Finding him not at home was no comfort, considering it meant he'd been loose and was outside somewhere, probably with no clothes. Quickly snatching any boy-type clothing laying around, she turned and bolted back up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

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[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Hey! What the fuck?" Jake protested as he was bowled over by a... person? girl? thing with snakes? "I was walking here!" He waved his notepad at the girl. "And writing!" He didn't seem to be paying much attention to the fact that he was flat on his back.

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Running full-tilt-boogie into the boy on the stairs, Duce stumbled badly and tried to recover. Failing, she landed flat on her butt with a grunted, "UMPH!"

Scrambling madly to her feet, she belts off, "We're sorry! We didn't see you! Have you seen a naked boy anywhere on the way here?" Waving handfulls of clothing, she gesticulates back the way Jake came from.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Having started her morning feeling out of sorts, Wednesday had ruthlessly trimmed the carniverous vine in the kitchen. She made a note to herself to see to the conservatory in the main house at some point and paused to feed the gremlin. After a pause to stare thoughtfully at the headless rose she scowled.

Being an Addams meant a great many things, but no one had ever caught an Addams mooning over an anonymous flower. To hear her mother talk about it, they were practically common-place. Rolling her eyes, Wednesday turned on her heel. She had a list of places she wanted to investigate, and now seemed as good a time as any.

Half an hour later found her wandering more or less aimlessly, scowl deepening. A familiar voice caught her attention just as her temper was truly beginning to sour and she paused for a moment before deciding to follow the voice.

It wasn't any real surprise to find Duce shouting at someone sprawled on her back, although it was with a sense of mild disappointment she realized the boy in question was still more or less in one piece. "Duce? What are you doing?"

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Spotting her roommate, Duce fills her in, "Des, remember the boy we told you about? The one we were going to go read to? He's not there. He got out last night. There's marks indicating he had lupine help as well." She pauses, takes a breath, "Des, he's out there somewhere, naked, after everyone on campus heard the werewolves howling all night long. He's not safe. There are stupid people out there, and they have guns. If he's not on school grounds, he'll be fair game as far as Rover's concerned."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake remained on his back, staring at the girls. "What? Naked boy? Werewolves? Rover?" And then it clicked. "Naked boy werewolf! Rover's looking for werewolves!"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"That would be inconvenient," Wednesday returned slowly, frowning. "Perhaps it would be best if we found him and you took him home. Coming back here tonight would probably not be wise. Torches and pitchforks aside... this place isn't exactly the most secure."

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

"Oh FUCK US!"

She looked as though she'd be yanking her hair in frustration, if, y'know, it wouldn't bite her.

"There's more than one of them. He wouldn't have gotten out on his own. The other one got at the wall from the outside. It's not his fault! We have to find him before Rover does, or he'll get a detention for sure!"

Trying to forcibly calm herself, she stops and takes a few deep breaths. Forked tongues flicker from dozens of mouths as she tastes the air.

"He's close. The spoor is everywhere, though."

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz is secluded nearby, (http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=nightsmoonchild&itemid=2112) hidden by trees as much as he can. Hearing people approaching, he sinks further back, carefully looking to try to see them, which way they'll go, if they're even looking for him.

His heart both soars and plummets when he sees Medusa. He's considered her a friend, after the incident with the gremlin and helping him to the clinic and getting him help and...everything. She was very definitely hunting for him.

He tried to be as still as possible, and invisible to anyone scanning the area. Like he could escape the detection of those snakes. Well, he could try.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Um," Jake said cautiously, getting on his feet. "You want to find the werewolf?"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Werewolves in human society are solitary creatures," Wednesday told Jake, stepping directly on a paw print that was pointed at right angles from their own path. "Which doesn't fit in with normal wolf-like behavior at all. I've never asked one about socializing within regular wolf-society or whether they have a society of their own, however. I wonder if I could put together a biology paper on it."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Maybe she was a werewolf? No, didn't sound like it. Jake pondered, only just avoiding getting a brained by a branch. "You're in biology too?" He turned his head to look at her. "Do you find it challenging?" His tone of voice suggested that he didn't.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"No." Wednesday was wearing a long skirt, but didn't seem to be letting it impede her very much, pulling it out of the way with the ease of long practice. "I am looking forward to the trip to the body farm, however. Decomposition tells you so much about a corpse."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Like what? How extremely dead it is?"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"How long it has been dead," Wednesday told him, glancing over her shoulder to see if Duce had reappeared yet. "Perhaps whether or not it died there or was moved later, how long it has been there...." She paused and gave him a serious look. "Decomposition is terribly important."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Riiight," Jake nodded slowly. He had never been this happy for his mutant ability ever. "I can see that." New topic. New topic... "Genetic manipulation, what about that? I find that fascinating, of course I would, what with everything, but it could make other people change as well, if it's done right of course..."

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Wednesday blinked at him, startled by the shift in conversation. "... into what? Like werewolves, you mean? In a lab? Or perhaps you mean making people who can breathe underwater?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"More the latter." Jake blinked back. "I thought you turned into a werewolf if one bit you? Doesn't take a lab for that, does it?"

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz wasn't sure exactly what was going on for a couple seconds, until a set of very mismatched slothing sailed over the bush and landed next to him.

He looked up at Medusea for a moment, then dressed quickly. Green camaflauge pants and a orange striped shirt did not flatter each other. but it was clothes.

He hesitated then, unsure what to expect now.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce just about bounces with impatience, "C'mon, we need to get you out of here. There were two werewolves out last night and Rover's been sent to investigate. It won't look good, you being found outside and naked. If we can get you to the Manor, it'll get you away from some damn awkward questions. Dude, you so seriously need to get that sleepwalking thing checked out, and we mean now."

Dozens of little forked tongues flick the air again, and Duce seems to relax, sagging in on herself a little, "Luckily.. noone got hurt last night. Let's get you the hell out of here."

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz blinks rapidly at her. She's not turning him in? He doesn't quite know what to say, and he's still trying to take it all in.

"Get me to the manor?" he repeats, his mind replaying the words 'Luckily...noone got hurt last night'. Definite relief there, and his shoulders slump a little.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Nodding, Duce says, "It's probably the safest place right now. It's not on school property, so Rover has no authority. Wednesday's family owns it. We live there with her." Covering for all she's worth, Duce adds, "We can also keep an eye on you to make sure you don't go sleepwalking again tonight. It's really not safe for you to be out at night, with two werewolves on the loose."

Turning, she eyes the gardner thoughtfully.

[nightsmoonchild.livejournal.com]

Oz nods. He's not completely dumb. he knows what she's doing. Giving him an out. She knows, as he does, damn good and well he was one of the two werewolves running around campus.

He licks his lips. He's always so tired after a night with the wolf.

"I...appreciate it," he says with a little hesitant smile.

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*still dissapointed because of no pink dress*

"I don't know why he's naked outside, but it's probably a good idea to keep him away from all the cops here in the town, i guess" edward sais.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce eyes up the gardner, "He sleepwalks. He was locked in last night, but some fucking idiot thought it'd be funny to let him loose on campus. When we find out who did it, we're going to have.. words.. with them." Her voice is ominous, "There were werewolves out last night. We want to get him out of here before someone jumps to a conclusion. We'd appreciate it if you'd keep mum until we have a chance to straighten this out." Pausing a moment, she asks, "My roommate is over there," gestures in the direction Wednesday and Jake went, "somewhere. Would you be so kind as to locate them and inform them we're headed homeward? We'd really appreciate it."

Turning, she gestures with her head in the direction of the Manor. "C'mon, Oz. Let's bail."

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Oh yeah, i see. That's some pretty weird bussiness. But don't you worry, i am not much of talker anyway :)

*strolls off to find wednesday and jake*