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The deck - Afternoon

Jake was reclining on one of the chairs, his bare feet propped up on the railing. He was bored, bored and bored. Which led him to having gone off island for a while, catching up with the rest of the pack. On his way back, he'd found a nice piece of wood which he was working it with his knife so it slowly started to take the shape of a wolf.

It was kind of relaxing and he was able to push aside thoughts of how fucking annoying Leah was, needing to keep insinuating things. Damn, but was he grateful he didn't need to put up with her every frigging day. It was much like Professor Skywalker had told him, keeping your hands busy helped to clear you mind.

[Open like an open deck.]

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Claudia spotted Jake on the deck and decided it would be a good idea to try to sneak up on the werewolf.

Look, she couldn't always be a genius.

Apparently not, because wolf hearing told him someone was there and his nose told him who it was (even if that was sort of creepy if you weren't a werewolf).

His hands paused for an instant as he considered calling her out, but then he was curious to see what she'd do. Trying not to grin, he started shaping a puffy tail in the wood.

She was totally a master sneaky person! Claudia grinned, reaching out to do the whole "guess who" eye covering thing.

Jake snorted, foregoing faking surprise in favour of being obnoxious.

"You know, I'd have thought you'd be more creative," he commented, tipping his head towards her a little.

"Meh," Claudia said. "It's been a long week." She dropped her hands and leaned over his shoulder. "Whaaatcha doing?"

"Carving," he said, holding up the still not-quite-wolf-shaped wolf for her to see.

The carving knife, he rested on the armrest of his chair, freeing up his hand so he could reach back and lightly tug a lock of her hair. He had no clue why. "Why's it a long week? Did you get in trouble?"

"Oooo," Claudia said. She could guess what it was he was trying to carve. "No real reason. Just classes and stuff. What are you taking this semester?"

"Tracking and Unconventional Tactics," he said. "Somehow I'm TAing for both. What about you?"

"You're like a TA fiend. I've got Unconventional Tactics, Boom-De-Yadda Science, and the Science of Deduction. And Reno's, like, the most rational teacher of the bunch."

"Reno's cool," Jake said with a decisive nod as he glanced back at her. "So does that mean you like the non-science class best? Because I might have to act all shocked then."

"Are you kidding? We got to be on Everest on Wednesday. I just mean he's, you know, almost kind of normal."

"I doubt anyone here's normal," Jake wrinkled his nose at her. "So you climbed the Everest? Or did they drop you off on top?"

"Just on the top. It was all windy and snowy."

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"What are you doing?" Rosalind asked. On her way back from town and stepping up the deck lightly.

"Something very dark and mysterious," Jake smirked at her. Yeah, he was full of it, but at least he held out the tiny carving for her to inspect. Not that it was anywhere near done, but the general shape was there.

Entirely full of it and she gave him a dirty look before glancing at the carving.

"For a reason?" she asked curiously. "Or simply to occupy yourself?"

If Jake noticed the dirty look, he must be entirely ignoring it.

"Just to keep my hands busy," he shrugged a shoulder. "It's kind of relaxing. My dad taught me how."

He wasn't sure why he tacked that last bit on.

Rosalind's eyes went slightly thoughtful at that.

"What made you think of it now?" And she was just going to take that seat there. Not far from him but not uncomfortably (for her) close.

"Boredom?" he suggested as he turned his attention back to the wolf and decided to try and tackle the head. "And I suppose I remembered because I talked to the rest of the pack earlier. Just catching up on stories from home."

She tilted her head up to the sky before trying to answer to that.

"How is home?"

Maybe she'd just keep asking questions.

She was asking a lot of questions lately, but he didn't really mind.

"Same old. One of the newest wolves if driving the rest of the pack insane. I'm kind of glad I don't have to deal with her emo on a daily basis," he wrinkled his nose.

"Have you heard anything from your home? I told Elena she sucks, but she never got back on that. Not that she's your sister sister, but you know..." He was rambling.

He was.

"I've not heard from the Elena you know," Rosalind replied, with an arched eyebrow to express her amusement at his rambling. "My Elena called me, however."

To be exasperating.

"How does a wolf become a wolf?" New wolf, old--how?

"I told you it's hereditary, right?" he checked, but didn't really wait for an answer as he continued. "It's in our blood, just... dormant. Then if there's need for us, we start changing. Our body adjusts... you know, we build up muscle and grow and stuff, it's to accommodate the changings. And then... It just happens. Your temper rises and everything starts pissing you off. Even the stupidest thing until you just explode. Almost literally."

He stared down at the wolf in his hands and brushed some dust from the nose. "How old is she again? Your Elena? Is she doing alright?"

"She's nine," Rosalind said, answering the easy part first. "And she was--well. We hadn't talked like that for a while. I've been writing her letters and she... called me."

Which was still a bit of a marvel.

"What does it mean?" she asked, glancing over at him and frowning slightly. "If there's need."

"That there's danger to the tribe because bloodsuckers are hanging around," Jake was more for answering the hard questions first. That way he could opt for trying to distract her by asking something back.

Except that she seemed to know this game. "That's good, right? Calling, I mean. She must miss you."