A young-looking man with hair so gray it's almost blue sits on the lawn outside the Sleep Tight apartments, leaning back on one hand and staring at the sky with an expression of worry. "Any time now, Ted," he mutters.
Anyone passing by gets a wan sort of smile and a little wave with his free hand. "Are you new, too?"
II. Beach
If he's stuck here, he might as well explore a little. He walks up and down the beach, picking up the occasional seashell, but mostly he's on the boardwalk, poking his nose into various shops curiously.
He stops at every food stand and cafe for a snack, and offers half to anyone walking by. "Try this, it's very good," he says.
III. Nightmares
Jack is useless in a fight. (Unless it's the full moon, anyway. Which it isn't now.) He warned the people who checked him in, but they didn't seem to care. So he does his best.
"Shoo," he tells one of the fish-heads, making flapping motions with his hands. "Run along. Come on, please don't try to fight...."
He manages to chase a few off, but another couple wind up chasing him down the boardwalk. Come help please?
Jack Russell | Werewolf By Night | OTA
A young-looking man with hair so gray it's almost blue sits on the lawn outside the Sleep Tight apartments, leaning back on one hand and staring at the sky with an expression of worry. "Any time now, Ted," he mutters.
Anyone passing by gets a wan sort of smile and a little wave with his free hand. "Are you new, too?"
II. Beach
If he's stuck here, he might as well explore a little. He walks up and down the beach, picking up the occasional seashell, but mostly he's on the boardwalk, poking his nose into various shops curiously.
He stops at every food stand and cafe for a snack, and offers half to anyone walking by. "Try this, it's very good," he says.
III. Nightmares
Jack is useless in a fight. (Unless it's the full moon, anyway. Which it isn't now.) He warned the people who checked him in, but they didn't seem to care. So he does his best.
"Shoo," he tells one of the fish-heads, making flapping motions with his hands. "Run along. Come on, please don't try to fight...."
He manages to chase a few off, but another couple wind up chasing him down the boardwalk. Come help please?