.bloody.

[lynx]

Lynx had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and after discharged from the nurses' station, he was back in his office, sporting a good number of bandages and bruises from a patient that was not Xander that had gone feral, in a way.

It really ached. He swallowed a pill now, and waited for the painkiller to work. He even had an eyepatch! Yes, there was a bad cut a bit on the eyelid and hence an eyepatch for it to heal and for the man to get better, he really couldn't wait to get better.

He looked like a pirate that had lost the battle, and so he satand waited for Xander to arrive--ah, after his last session and how he was in an odd condition, honestly, this man wanted to take a few days.

He wanted sleep.

[.xander;;]

xander waaas in sort of a grumbly mood this morning. mostly because he had gotten zero rest from his sleep last night. actually, he was even more tired than before he had gone to bed. those damn nightmares were flaring up again, and his fear and frailty combined just provided a megaphone for the wolf to continuously snarl at him through. yeah, he was a little concerned that someone was going to piss him off a little too much today.

and of course, lynx had had the shit beaten out of him recently and smelled strongly of blood. to be honest, xander wanted to jump across the room and eat the therapist the moment he entered the door. however, stan was a good guard and put him down in his chair and remained precariously over him for the length of the session.

[lynx]

The therapist looked exhausted and pained. He smiled, though--even if he was rather bad at hiding how much he hurt. Dr. Katze kept seated at his desk, his leg was killing him--he had no reason to get up. And Sam was close to Xander, wanting to be pet!

The therapist paused a moment. "How did you sleep, Xander?" The boy looked almost as rough as he did...

[.xander;;]

as if the dark bags around his eyes didn't speak volumes for him. poor lynx and xander both.

"not well." he stated the obvious. sam could stand to be ignored for one session because xander was very tense and had to refrain from moving, otherwise he just might jump across that desk and attack lynx's throat like he wanted to. jeez, he hoped that would go away soon.

[lynx]

Sam was a smart dearie and slunk away to her doggie bed near Lynx's desk. The therapist nodded. "...It seems several of the patients here have been unable to sleep as of late... Do you have any idea why you couldn't sleep?" He was assuming nightmares, that was what usually kept him up, right?

Lynx really wanted to have a bath and sleep. Ah, he felt like complete shit. Everything hurt. When would that medication start working?

[.xander;;]

"nightmares," he replied with that blunt "uh, big fucking DUH" voice that everyone recognized. poor lynx, he didn't need this aggravation.

he was honestly not surprised that others were having trouble sleeping. it was rather difficult to sleep in a hellhole like this. mind you, of course, his troubles were far more important than anyone else's. herp derp.

[lynx]

As someone suffering from the sideeffects of blood loss, the man was quite not in the condition to speak, or really even concentrate. He was told to sleep, but of course the man had a job to do.

Lynx frowned. "...What of this time, Xander?" Was it the wolf? Probably. Was it almost time for the full moon?

He blinked rapidly, wanting to wake up more.

[.xander;;]

he knew he wasn't going to get out of it with "oh, you know, bad stuff." so he decided to relive it as vividly as he dared without shitting his pants.

"started out real, as usual," he recalled.

caleb could not keep himself from crying out quietly as the sharp pain shot through his hand. leo had not been such a baby about it, even though he was also only ten. it had been leo's idea to have this exchange, and only hesitantly had caleb accepted. he was regretting that decision now.

"it was my best friend as a kid. we were ten. decided to become blood brothers."

leo set the reddened knife aside and grabbed caleb's cut hand, grinning, "this is it. okay, remember what you gotta say."

the boys grasped each other's bleeding hands and ran over their little spiel aloud, leo with more ease than caleb. "by exchanging my blood, i swear you to aid when called upon, to hold always in reverence, and to value forever as brother." leo had come up with that, like the creepily smart [or just creepy in general] little kid he was.

"i guess it was the exchange of blood... that also made leo..."

"now you can't say you're an only child anymore!" leo grinned, allowing caleb to retreat his hand. the brunet smiled back awkwardly, in all honesty feeling rather inspired by this deal. he had never felt so close to someone his own age, and anyone in general for the past two years.

he was about to express his gratitude when leo's face suddenly scrunched up into a terrible scowl. the boy suddenly began taking on the appearance of a feral beast, steadily acquiring monstrous fangs, pointed ears, bristling fur...

"you know. a werewolf."

literally petrified with horror, caleb couldn't move. the hulking creature released a bloodcurdling cry, half howl and half roar, as it pounced and hammered him to the ground. he could not even conjure a scream as the wolf tore open his stomach and devoured every happy feeling he had ever possessed within. his heart pounded in his ears like gunshots as the beast lifted its head, his entrails hanging from its bloody muzzle, to glare death at him with burning yellow eyes. its gleaming teeth snapped for his head and concealed his vision with black.

"and it killed me."

what a vast understatement. but lynx would already know that.

[lynx]

Lynx was at attention, and carefully watched the other as he talked of this--and pondered.

This 'Leo' would not be a werewolf, if the blood-brothering was before the biting... Though, the other's beast taking in the form of another was a disturbing developement, that was obvious....

He frowned deeply, trying to think of what might have triggered all of these things at once.... "I see..."

[.xander;;]

don't get xander wrong, he knows leo wasn't actually a werewolf, but there's always gotta be one in his nightmares y'know? it's just weird. and twisted. roflcopter.

he didn't elaborate anymore, just nodded a little and made a quiet sound kind of like a little "hmm" and just waited for lynx to talk.