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35th Howl: Poorly Timed Vacationing [Closed]

Who: Randall Lyall, Hajime Aikawa, Nick Burkhardt
When: April 13 through April 17
Where: Leaving the city, then a small town with a nice little bed and breakfast
What: Lyall's escaping for the full moon and bringing some friends

[At the car, Sunday late morning]

Lyall is waiting outside by his car, his small suitcase and laptop case already packed after his earlier morning's network post-- his last for several days, looks like. He's wearing what looks like a vest-- for those in the know, it's actually a waistcoat-- and a scarf, and has his very first echo in hand: a blue, leather-bound journal.

As friends' cars and/or bikes pull up, he tucks it inside the waistcoat and waves.

[Crossing the border]

Seeing as it's his car, Lyall's the one behind the wheel. Anything else would wind up leaving him confused once he... well, forgets where he's going. He has a few notes taped up, just in case, but as they drive across the former border, he just blinks a few times, looks over those notes, and glances over at whoever managed to claim the front seat.

"Well. At least I still know who you are. And... sort of why you're coming."

[Being tourists]

Whether before or after the full moon, the plans during the daylight hours are to visit bookstores, antique shops, the lone gaming store in the little city just on the other side of the state border, and the pair of little wineries within half an hour's driving distance of the bed and breakfast Lyall picked out. It's a day for relaxing, maybe having a little fun, whoever decides to come along.

[Full moon]

Lyall is pacing around the hotel room. He's nervous, but he only has a vague idea of why. Something to do with a wolf. A werewolf. His notes say it's him, and some fuzzy memories suggest the same, but it's ridiculous. Changing into a wild animal, losing his mind, attacking people-- ridiculous. ... Isn't it?

So he's pacing, trying to keep from worrying too much, now that the sun's down, and thumbing through that journal again when he isn't too antsy.

Not much longer until the moon actually comes up, either.

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"Really? I don't seem to remember anything about that." Sorry, Hajime, but Nick can be a little insufferable, especially when it's new. He'll tone it down eventually. Probably.

He's quiet for a moment while they commiserate over not being the type. He still isn't sure exactly what he's supposed to be, or do, or anything, except a vague, really uncomfortable memory that he'd been concerned about being a serial killer. And, of course, the 'not a monster hunter' thing in his notes, which makes him think that maybe he is supposed to be a monster hunter. It'd kind of make sense, for why he's here.

"...I'm just a cop."

"Perhaps that is enough." Lyall leaves the flirting be, for now, since he's still really rather taken aback by it, and the wolf thing is more important. "It's certainly better, without any particular changes that we don't expect and don't really believe anyway, than just a teacher and a cook."

He shakes his head, focusing more fully on the road rather than his thoughts, and finishes: "With any luck, none of it will be necessary, at all. I just can't really imagine myself actually trying to hurt anyone." Except even as he says that, he feels like it's wrong-- he just doesn't know why or how.

"You'd think there would be a reason to this...beyond us just wanting to mess with ourselves." Because, really, that was kind of what it looked like to Hajime.

Nick frowns, a little disgruntled at that. "What, like put you in handcuffs or something, just in case? I'm not gonna shoot you." He's not exactly sure how being a cop would be better, in - whatever kind of situation this is. He's good at arresting killers and kidnappers, and he's pretty sure neither of those apply here.

"Usually I don't play practical jokes on myself. ...and usually I remember orchestrating them."

"I don't play practical jokes, period, so that can't be it," Lyall agrees firmly. "But handcuffs might not hold a wolf." He twitches a little, at a fuzzy memory of already being shot once, and shakes his head a few times to try and clear the feeling. Surely if he'd been shot, he'd still be hurt... or at least have a scar? Maybe he did.

Still, he'd much rather it not happen again. "Shooting shouldn't be necessary... but I know I can trust you to handle it. ... I think you have, before. Both of you."

Hajime remembers chasing something while being much bigger and bulkier than he is right now, but it's only a fleeting snippet of memory. Weird. "I...think I can. Somehow. At least if you...get out?"

Nick... isn't actually sure how to react to someone trusting him to handle something like this. It's odd, but that the same time - he kind of thinks Lyall's right. "I think I've stopped you from getting out, before. I remember something about a kitchen." He remembers it in more than one way, actually, and he looks back down to read his last text conversation with Yuji again. "I guess I kept you contained, and possibly gave you a concussion. And apparently didn't even check you out when you turned human again, I must have felt really bad about the concussion."

Not one that's among the memories sticking with Lyall, it seems. He flushes at the comment about being checked out. Nick really is laying it on, isn't he? "I take it clothing does not change with me, then...." That might be in his notes on his laptop, but he doesn't know that, now. "I suppose that makes sense, though... conservation of mass and all that. It also explains the state of my suitcase, actually." It's a bit sad, how little variety he remembers being able to pack. He must've ruined at least some of it, somehow. It also explains the bathrobe he knows is in there, though he never really uses them that he can recall.

"My notes don't say anything about my transforming and shredding clothes..." Hajime's flipping through what he's got saved on his phone now. "Good way to trash a wardrobe, man..." Nothing on the phone is making much sense or looking particularly useful at this point.

For once, that actually wasn't entirely intentionally flirtatious, it was what he'd actually said in the text. ...but it still was a little bit.

"You'd think my notes would be much more detailed, since it's happened to me before." But apparently he'd only written down what he thought was important, and while it does paint a clear enough picture, it still isn't one that makes a lot of sense.

"Mine may be, they're just on my laptop, which I cannot exactly check right now," Lyall admits. "A bit short-sighted on my part, I think.... Should we keep going, for now, or would you two rather go back?" The question of most importance, at the moment, as far as he's concerned. If this makes them uncomfortable, he doesn't want to force this on them.

Though that thought does make him nervous, for literally no reason he can remember. Probably the werewolf thing. That's even more disturbing than having absolutely no clue why, actually.

"We can keep going," Hajime answers. "I...kind of want to see what's going to happen. If we're all just being weird or if there's something to this. And I really haven't had a vacation in forever." He's still flipping through his phone's notes and looking weirded out by the whole thing.

"Keep going," Nick agrees. "I haven't had one in forever, either. And if I agreed to take one, it must have been for something important." He must have really thought there was the potential for something bad to happen, and wanted to be there, just in case. He can't really think of what else would make him take a break from working.

"Apparently I'm the only one who ever takes time off," Lyall comments dryly, and focuses back on the road again. He'll worry about being a little more weirded out when he gets away from behind the wheel, and has a chance to check his own notes. He's sure those will be bad enough. "I guess I'll have to make sure you two enjoy the trip, then, since you haven't had one in so long."

"Yeah, this'll be a new experience for both of us. What it's like when you actually take time off." Hajime shifts around a little restlessly in his seat. He's always preferred driving to being a passenger, and now he's weirded out on top of his normal transportation-related impatience. Wonderful.

Nick chuckles a little at that. "Somehow, I don't think this is the usual 'taking time off' experience." He gives up on reading his phone, tucking it back into his pocket. "But I'm sure we'll find ways to enjoy ourselves. I wrote something about wineries."

"That sounds familiar." Which is interesting, in and of itself, that apparently he remembered planning to visit wineries. It isn't really his normal vacationing time-waster, but it could be fun. "I'm sure I've found every bookstore and antique shop in the area, myself, since that's how I usually spend my time while on vacation... any preferences on your end, Hajime?"

"I brought my camera," Hajime admitted. "I like doing nature shots when I have the time...just haven't had the time lately." He poked at his phone there. "And hey, says there's a gaming store in the area..."

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