IT'S GOOD TO LIVE EXPENSIVE (open)

[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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An engine sputtered and coughed in the distance and Pepper woke with a start. With groggy eyes he looked around to find himself half-awake in the field. Weird, his vision was still good, considering it was still dark out. He looked down to see a large set of amber paws. Oh shit. He was in lion form. Pepper was unsure of how he got here. His body was sprawled out in the middle of a soccer field, fur wet with morning dew. He stood up for a moment, to notice that he was not wearing a cape. That was the key. He must have gotten frustrated or sad or something, and shifted unwillingly into a lion. These episodes seemed to happen a lot but not so much on Grace.

He remember his first incident of this happened when he was twelve, when classmates had mocked him about being gay. Images of that incident flashed in his mind and Pepper thumped back down on the ground and curled himself into a ball. Pepper was just sad. He wasn't sure who he was any more. A gay lion, right? But was that supposed to define him?

Pepper was tempted to back to his dorm, but he felt too weak to do so. Somehow, the night had left him exhausted and sore. There was also a part of him that didn't want to see the damage he had done in the night time. No doubt he had caused trouble or vandalized something. It'd just be a miracle if he didn't. Pepper cringed at the thought. He was the only lion shifter .... surly they can put two and two together and figure it was him.

But to his credit, he did not remember the night. Similar to those werepeople you see on the tv, he somehow shifted and woke up the morning after, but this time he wasn't naked. Pepper knew if he shifted, he would be ... so he would need to get to his dorm ... and fast. However, his body didn't seem to agree with him. Pepper turned his huge head slightly to see his body and a shooting pain had ran through his body from his chest. And there. A large cut running from his mane all the way down his chest.

He roared loudly in frustration. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn't shift, that might mess the wound up and he was too weak to get for help. Pepper concluded that he would just have to wait for help. Someone was bound to find a lion in the soccer field. And the cut was not that subtle. Surly, there was some hope.

But for now, Pepper slowly felt his eye lids get heavier and a dark blanket cover the bluing skies above him. Slowly, he drifted off to a soft, light sleep as he waited for help.

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it was another one of those nights. no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't sleep. those nightmares - the ones he can never remember - were keeping him up for another night. he could never remember what they were about, but knew they had to be terrifying if he constantly woke up sweating and completely out of breath. and on nights like these, the best way to calm down was to take a walk in the cold night air. well, that, and there was no way he was going to get any sleep, so he may as well go do something productive.

ash managed to make his way to the soccer field, a place he loved to go. it'd been a long time, way too long, since he last played a decent game of soccer. he walked along the edge of the field, eyes focused on the lines and the mess on the bleachers - were they really never cleaned? - more than, say, a giant sleeping lion in the middle of the field. that was the first thing that he noticed, though, when his eyes wandered over to the playing field. where he had been casually strolling along, ash stopped movement altogether.

he just stood there, frozen. he couldn't really make out what was happening; was there really a lion laying not even twenty feet away from him? trying not to make any sudden movements - which was really ridiculous since the animal was obviously sleeping, and moving fast wouldn't hurt anything - he reached for his handy dandy cell phone. it was the one thing he knew how to transform into a weapon, of sorts. if you counted a weak taser gun a weapon, ash really looked stupid holding his cheap cell phone in front of him like it was a knife.

being the oblivious child he was, ash finally noticed the gash in the lion's body. and that it probably hurt like hell and that it wasn't about to pounce on anyone. or, for the matter, even be hostile; he remembered that people at the school had powers, and that it wasn't wholly unlikely for this to be another student. trusting in his conclusion that the lion on the middle of the island was, in fact, actually human, (oh boy how much would that suck if he were wrong?) he put his phone away and cautiously walked towards it.

ash got to about five feet away from the cat - far enough so that startling it wouldn't cause himself bodily harm - and coughed, trying to get him to wake up. when that seemed to fail, he sat down and stared at it. yes, he would wake the lion with the power of will! ya, sure. in any case, he found a near by stick . . . and figured it would be a good idea to throw it at the animal. he sure is a bright one, isn't he? well, at least it was a small stick, and he made sure to throw it in a place he knew would be away from both the head and the wound. basically, he aimed it for the hind legs. or the butt.

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[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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Far into the distance, Pepper's enhanced hearing picked up some heavy breathing. Someone must have spotted him... however, his body didn't want to comply with his will. He listened diligently the person's breathing steadily become slower. However, no matter how much he tried to will himself to open his eyes, Pepper slowly drifted back to sleep and missed the person's attempts to wake him up.

Suddenly, he felt something soft poke him in the hind section. Pepper was stunned, and with the surprise, his head flipped toward the source, his eyes blinking in confusion. There, sat another boy who threw a small stick at him. Finally, his savior had come ... and he wasn't all that bad looking. But the movement had made the gash pain multiply and a soft roar escaped Pepper as he looked away from the boy.

He was so content that there was someone here to help him. His tail began to swoosh against the grass. His paws fidgeted and he seemed to gain his energy back and far in the distance, the sun was already up. The large, amber eyes that rested on his humongous head blinked sleepily back to the boy.

They seemed of around the same age, clearly had a similar taste in fashion. If only they didn't have to meet this way. Pepper, as a human, would have been very intrigued by this guy and would try his best to win his friendship... or even more, if he was into that kind of stuff. Yes, Pepper knew that was silly thing to think, since he was a wounded lion in a soccer field, but that's how he was. Backwards in the mind. But he felt that's what made him special, and beautiful and unique.

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ooc: sorry it's short!

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ashley blinked a few times, just looking at the thing. the head had come towards him and blinked, but it was almost as if the other lost interest in him. ash knew it was probably just because he was tired - that wound looked exhausting - and didn't have the strength. he huffed a bit, trying to figure out what to do. he noticed the tail twitching and couldn't help but let out a small giggle at the large animal's silliness. after the inappropriate laughter, the boy scooted closer to try and get a good look at the wound.

he got to foot away before hesitating. he knew he would feel ridiculous about what he was about to do, but he did it anyway. " so, uh . . . i'm going to try and see how bad it is, okay? you can roar or anything you like but just . . . don't bite me, alright? " he hoped the lion was conscious enough to understand. very slowly and cautiously, ash leaned over the lion and searched through his fur for the wound. it didn't take long for him to find exactly where it was, seeing as there was blood around it. he huffed.

after seeing just how bad it was, he figured he'd have to sow it up. " i'll be right back, " he said as he got up and basically started running for the main building. now, a normal person would run to find an adult or at least some type of healer to help him. but no. ash was going to do this himself, if anything just to prove that he could. ya, it probably wasn't fair to the poor lion, but it was how he was. he found a first aid kit as well as some sewing materials - yes, just laying around - and proceeded back to the field. this was going to be very interesting.

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[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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Pepper licked his huge nose with his rough tongue, blinked a few times and looked at the boy. He explained as he got close that he was just going to look at the wound. Pepper purred softly as he came closer, hoping that it would communicate that he enjoyed his company and proximity. Bite him? Please, that was only when he was crazy at night. The purring had stopped almost immediately as Pepper watched the boy push fur away from his gash. It looked really bad, but he trusted this boy to take care of him.

He yawned largely as the boy explained that he would be right back. In a way, Pepper was worried that the boy would leave him here to wait a long time. His tail stopped swishing and and his body was very still as he watched the boy walk of into the distance. After a few minutes, the stillness of his body had left his neck stiff, so Pepper slowly thumped his huge, furry head back onto the ground and stretched his back toes. If only he could move or gain his energy back.

There seemed to be heavy weights attached to his eye lids and they willed his eyes to close. And only what seemed to be like a few millimeters, did the lion caught the shape of the boy back with something in his hands. His head shot up again, and his tail wagged, happy to see the boy back with a first aid kit.

Wait, he was going to sew him up himself? The thought panicked Pepper a little bit, but he was sure that he would do a fine job. As soon as it was stitched up, he would probably be able transform back into a human being and tell the boy how much he appreciated his effort. However, without his cape, transforming would leave him rather ... incredibly indecent for meeting people. Perhaps he would follow him to his dorm, where he can shift and throw on some clothes. But that was far into the future. He had to get through the stitching first.

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now, he had the way to do it, but had no idea how to actually go about this. ash's mom had been a nurse - and still is - and naturally had taught him how to stitch up a person, but not a lion. then again, how different could it be? for one, it'd probably hurt a lot more since he had only a small amount of liquid to numb him. hopefully it would be enough. ash knelt down next to the lion and opened the elaborate first aid kit.

ash remembered nearly everything his mother taught him about how to make simple stitches, as well as ones for deeper wounds. as he prepared the needle, he figured he should at least reassure the thing so he wouldn't be scared that an amateur was doing this. " my mom's a nurse. she taught me how to do a ton of things, including stitches. a friend of mine got a really bad cut once, and i had to stitch him out in the woods. he didn't like it, but it got the job done, " he explained, small chuckle at the end.

and then came the painful part. i won't go into too much detail, since i don't know much about this myself and it'll most likely not be very fun to read / write. in any case, he methodically stitched up the lion, doing his very best not to cause too much pain. eventually, he managed to finish; ash thought the stitching looked quite nice, actually, considering it had been slightly rushed. " that should do it~ if you change back i can try wrapping it in some bandages so it won't get infected easily, " he said. then, realizing the other would probably be naked, took off his jacket and set it next to the animal.

ashley stood up and brushed off his knees, which were somewhat damp and had a few grass stains on them. he frowned looking at the stains, wondering how the hell those would ever get out. nonetheless, by being so distracted he gave the opportunity for the other to change back and cover himself, if he so chose to. after a few moments he looked up at the other, curious to see if he would be willing to change back. sure, he wouldn't really be completely naked with the jacket, but he could see how awkward it could be. ash wouldn't mind, though; he was somewhat used to half naked men.

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[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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Pepper was so happy to see the boy return! It was his savior, his own personal hero that was here to stitch up his wound. His huge almond eyes blinked sleepily and he tried his best to show that he was excited to see him. However, when the boy was about to begin stitching, his stomach did a little flip. He knew this was going to hurt a little bit.

The boy reassured him that he had learned out to stitch up people, and had done so on one of his friends. That made Pepper feel a little better, but he would have been more comfortable if a nurse was doing it. Regardless, he had no choice but to allow the boy to stitch up his gash, and hope for the best. The worst that could happen is if he needed to get them redone, which he doubted would happen.

As the process started and dragged on, Pepper did not dare look. With every stitch, he held his breathe and held his entire body very still. On occasion he would flick his head like he was swatting flies or growl quietly in response to the pain, but it was bearable. And with every twang of pain that ran through his body, ten times as much energy had returned to his body. By the time the boy was finished, Pepper was back to wagging his tail and licking his lips.

Odd, the boy had tossed him his jacket and looked away. Oh, this was his cue to transform back into a human. He stuffed the sleeve into his mouth to muffle the sounds of his cries as he painfully transformed back into a human. His body shrunk and his muscles contracted back to normal size. The process isn't as painful as it was once before, but it wasn't exactly like magic just yet.

When the transformation was finished, he took out the wet sleeve and wrapped the whole jacket around his intimate area. "Boy, that was really nice of you." he said, as the boy looked back just in time. Pepper checked out the stitching. It looked rather the same, only miniature. "Good thing the stitching wasn't messed up in the transformation." he said.

"I'm Peter Frederic Gerald, but people call me Pepper. Hi, nice to meet you." He said, rather formally, but with a huge grin on his face. Pepper was not one to beat around the bush. He loved to be dramatic, and it was only a matter of time until this boy saw the real him.

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i can hack you, remember that.

ashley looked the boy up and down, trying his best not to look too obvious. he'd probably get scared if he thought that this strange guy was arguably checking him out; ash would never truly do that - it was, frankly, rude in his opinion to do so - but he couldn't change what others saw that he was doing. he managed to look up at the boy's face and smile, accepting the thanks. " it's no problem, really, " he said, trying to be a bit humble. really, he would have done it to an actual lion if he knew it was safe.

he moved so he could see the stitches; they actually looked decent. he would have to remember to give the other some disinfectant; it would suck for that nasty thing to get infected in one way. ash faced the boy again when he heard the other state his name. " pepper, hm? i'm ashley, but everyone calls me ash. i guess it makes it sound less girly, but, eh. i dunno, " he replied, rambling a bit towards the end. he really had a bad habit of rambling, and of sharing more than others probably cared for. in any case, he was glad that pepper was okay and wasn't going to be dead - or close to it - by the time anyone came to the fields for classes.

ashley rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly. he didn't know how to continue this. " so, um, mind if i put some actual bandages around it? it'll help to keep it clean, though you might not be able to move around a bit . . . " he held the ball of bandages in his hands, ready should the other want him to wrap it up. ash remembered the first time he had to wear the stupid bandages on his chest; he couldn't lean over for the longest time. then again, he also had to wear them because he broke a rib, and had to wear them for a lot longer than pepper would. lucky duck.

TAGGED: you! | OUTFIT | OOC: MUSE why you leave me? ):

[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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To be honest, Pepper can no longer hear what Ash was saying, He just caught the last bit about the bandages. Suddenly, he had felt incredibly light headed. I suppose that would be expected with an injury. "Buuuhhh .... sure, sure." he said groggily, rubbing his eyes awake.

I must get closer to him if he wants to bandage me up. he thought quickly as he took one step toward Ash. But wait! WAIT, WAIT! Pepper stumbled sideways like a toppling skyscraper. THANK GOODNESS, he caught himself in time before he ... you know ... fell over and exposed his intimate area.

To be frank, that wasn't how Pepper liked to go about meeting people.

He tied the sleeves of the soft cottony hoodie tightly so there were no accidents. Then slowly, he propped his arms up so Ash could bandage him up. It was a good thing this guy was the son of a nurse. What if ... what if he was the son of a lumber jack or something ridiculous like that?

Pepper waited patiently for Ash to finish up, but in the meantime, he tried to make conversation, in hopes of easing the OBVIOUS TENSION. However, his body wouldn't have it. It was like he was drunk. "Soooo .... whatareyoudoingout here so earrrrrrly?" his voice trailed off lightly and he closed his eyes gently. Pepper felt like he was going to faint, but he resisted the temptation to sit down.

He wasn't sure how he would explain why he was a lion out here throughout the night. Would Ash leave if he knew that he was on a rage streak last night? He seemed already pretty open to the whole lion thing ... however, you never know. He remembered how furious mother was when he had accidentally clawed open the couch. To be frank, IT WAS TERRIFYING. A vein popped out of her forehead like never before, and she was so red, he could see it, even though he was color blind.

Damn eyelids! They felt heavy once more, but the more he blinked, the lighter they seemed. He tried to stay conscious. "Nurse, nurse..." he addressed Ash, "That'sss you're name bytheway. I need to get to my dorm... like ASAP." he added, trying to turn his body toward the direction of his dorm.... but SHOOTING PAIN! SHOOTING PAIN!

He was right, he would be restricted in movements for next couple of weeks. It was better than it getting infected though. And with Pepper's dramatic answer for everything, he will get constant care for his wound. "D-do you want to help megetthere?"

EW. Pepper really hated the way he was talking ... all slurred and stuff. It was the light head-ed-ness "Okay, I don't usually talk likethis. It's-It's the wound, i betchu."

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i can hack you, remember that.

ashley had been trying to get the bandages to be not attached to each other - it was stupid how he had to nearly destroy his fingers just to get that one little corner free - so he nearly missed pepper's mishap. he tried not to laugh at him, but failed at that. he let out a strained chuckle; it had a "fft" sound to it seeing as he had tried to keep his mouth sealed. that didn't help him out very much. nevertheless, he wrapped the bandages - finally free! - around pepper's torso.

hearing the other's slurred words, ash blinked. was that what happened when you lost too much blood? or did he actually get drunk? he replied, in any case. " well, i was going out for a walk. haven't played soccer in a while, so i thought i'd at least try and practice a bit, " was his simple reply. he was too busy trying to make the small amount of bandages fit around the wound . . . pepper sure was tiny. " lucky for you, too, since i don't think anyone is going to be using the field today. "

with that, he finished wrapping the boy's wound. it actually looked nice, in ashley's opinion; he could have done a much worse job. hearing himself called 'nurse' was a new thing; no one'd ever really called him that before. maybe some little kid that he'd put a band - aid on, but never a teenager. he shrugged it off; it's better than some of the things other people have called him. just as he was about to say ' hey, you shouldn't move, you'll hurt yourself' pepper decided to turn. and hurt himself, even if he hadn't been explicit with the pain.

he nodded at the question; why was he being so quiet today? it was odd. maybe he was still not used to meeting other people, especially like this. ash grabbed one of pepper's arms gently and wrapped it around his own neck, putting his own free hand around pepper's waist. he'd seen this done in movies a lot, when one of the main group got injured and had to be carried; it seemed to work, since he could feel the boy's weight against his shoulder. " where's your room, exactly? "


pepper's slurred words were still hilarious. ash couldn't help but think of a little kid who had a few too many sips of their mommy's wine. wait. that was him a few years ago. oh, well. " i don't doubt it. was a pretty nasty wound. any idea how you got it? " he asked, purely curious. he walked in the direction of the dorms; even if pepper hadn't given him the room number, he would still manage to get him to a room. it most likely would have been his own, at least temporarily.

TAGGED: you! | OUTFIT | OOC: don't mind ash, he's lonely

[PETER FREDERIC GERALD]

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Oh my gosh, well this was just utterly embarrassing! Here he was, naked, cut up and talking like some kind of goon. Pepper was ashamed of himself. If anyone saw them now, it would have been extremely questionable. He tried his best to talk like a normal person, but that proved to be harder then he thought. "Fifty-onnne." he rubbed his eyes, which were getting groggy again. He really needed to hit the hay.

How had he gotten this cut anyway? The night before was a total blur to Pepper. However, he wouldn't be surprised if he saw his damages as a lion on the way back to the dorm. Or, maybe not. "I-I think I got really ups-set last night." he explained, walking with him toward the direction of the dormitories. He noticed his speech was getting better. "WhenIgetreally angry or sad, sometimes my body shiftsss with out my permission. Like a werewolf." he smiled at the thought and looked at his nurse to see if he found that funny.

Whether he smiled or not, Pepper refocused his attention on walking without falling over. He seriously needed some sleep, he was utterly light headed. "I must-have-scratched myssself last night. Perhaps on trash can or branch or somethiingg..." his voice trailed off and he closed his eyes. He felt like fainting, it was terrible.

Luckily, the walk to the dorms was not a long one (it is a small island after all) and he could already see the building when he squinted out in front of him. Not only could he see the building, but the skies were nearly finished transitioning colors and he could hear distant birds chirping with good morning cheer. It reminded him of school he had to attend later. Meh. Pepper would just skip; besides, he need the TLC.

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