06 - filtered to Tony and Herbert

[greenmoonrising]

[Writing is messy and his responses are slow since he's writing blind.]

Hey if you're not too busy could one of you get my second pair of glasses from on top of my drawers for me?

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He kind of smashed my usual pair last night.

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[preanimator]

Stop making me out to be a stereotype, I just got bored and had nothing else to do.

[He is, actually, joking, but Herbert tends to sound pissy most of the time.]

Do you need anything else?

[greenmoonrising]

I can't help it if you fit the stereotype so well. :)

Um, are you still willing to help me out with the cuts and stuff after this nonsense is done for the month?

[preanimator]

Of course I am. Though it might be better to heal as we go. Do you need me to come take a look at you?

[greenmoonrising]

Only if you don't mind the nudity - clothes are a bit painful at the moment.

[preanimator]

[Oh. Wow. Didn't know he could get an erection quite that fast. Just ... excuse him a minute while he gapes at his journal for a few moments.]

It's not like it's anything I haven't seen before. And really, if I'm going to be a healer, I can hardly quibble about something like that. I'll be there soon, then?

[greenmoonrising]

[Doesn't realize Herbert's distraction and just responds:] Okay. :)

[preanimator]

[It's a good thing he's got a bit of a walk, and then a sort of hunch through the tunnel - it gives his really embarrassing hard-on plenty of time to disappear. But he'll show up in a half an hour or so, carrying a black bag, and emerging into the Shack with his wand lit.]

Hello?

[greenmoonrising]

[Is in one of the bedrooms curled up in a couch with a ratty blanket wrapped around him. He still looks too pale and too tired to function but hey, there he is!]

In here!

[preanimator]

[smiles at him when he enters the room, possibly inappropriately, but hey, it can never be too bad when someone looks happy to see you, right?]

Bruce. [coming over and setting the bag down, as he perches on the edge of one of the couch cushions] You really should be sleeping.

[greenmoonrising]

[Smiles tiredly but warmly at Herbert, sitting up a bit and causing one shoulder to be bared.]

Herbert.

[Snorts at the suggestion.]

I had homework.

[preanimator]

[dark eyes flick to the shoulder, and Herbert has to remind himself that it's no big deal, that he's seen it before, it's fine, nothing to get excited about]

Are you done with it now? I could help, if you're not. I mean, when we're done with the the other.

[greenmoonrising]

[Shrugs.]

Nah, I did most of it today anyway. Now I'm just a bit too woozy to bother with the rest.

[preanimator]

All right. [Probably can't make up some excuse to draw this out too much, then, or Bruce'll just fall asleep on him. Of course, a naked boy he fancies falling asleep on him isn't exactly a bad thing ... ]

Should I get started, then? I don't want to be pestering you. [Is pretty sure Bruce is going to say he isn't, and then he can feel free to stay a little longer. >.>]

[greenmoonrising]

[Smiles wearily at him.]

You're never pestering me, you know that. You can stay until the moon starts rising if you want.

[Yawns and leans forward, letting the blanket drop completely from his shoulders to pool around his lap.]

Have at ye.

[preanimator]

[Herbert swallows hard, then clears his throat to try and cover it, before he raises a hand and hesitantly places it on Bruce's bare shoulder- oh. Dear.]

Is there anywhere that's particularly sore? [manages to get out evenly, as he pulls his wand and lights it, to better examine the other boy's skin]

[greenmoonrising]

Mm, not really - the rawness fades after a few hours of being human again so it's just the new wounds that throb a bit.

[Indicates at a fresh set of angry red claw marks on one forearm as example. Yeah, he's got them ALL OVER including his back and front.]

[preanimator]

[The smaller boy frowns, taking Bruce's arm and examining the depth of the wounds.] I thought the Wolfsbane potion was supposed to stop this sort of thing?

[greenmoonrising]

[Shrugs.]

It itches at the start of the transformation. Can't stop myself scratching by the time the claws come out.

[preanimator]

Hmm. Perhaps there's a time delay charm that can be used to trim your claws. [He hauls his bag up onto the couch and opens it, digging through to pull out a small bottle of a potion, then a pot of salve. As distracting as it is to have an almost naked Bruce Banner sitting next to him, Herbert IS interested in all things medical, and that's enough, for now, to keep him from having inappropriate physical reactions or focusing too much on all that bare skin.]

Do these itch? [asks as he uncorks the bottle, and gets out a bit of gauze to smoke with a sharp, medicinal smelling fluid]

[greenmoonrising]

[Shakes his head, lifting his knees to his chest so he can rest his cheek on them, smiling tiredly.]

They just kind of throb before the change starts later. Once the full moon time's up some of them itch a bit but that's all.

[preanimator]

That's easy enough to remedy. [little smirk, then will start on Bruce's arms, since he's covered up his chest with his knees ... he gently but efficiently starts cleaning the wounds with the potion and gauze, leaving a cool, tingling sensation behind as the skin starts to knit together slowly]

Can I ask you something? Do you keep the werewolf senses at all, even after the change? I mean, do you notice how people smell, can you hear really well, things like that?

[greenmoonrising]

Yeah, some of it. I can see pretty well in the dark but my eyesight itself is still crap. My sense of smell and hearing are both better than before I got infected- [Pauses, frowning and scratching the back of his neck] Uh, no, I didn't have any improvements in my senses after getting bitten but more after dad and I experimented with it.

[Shakes head and turns so Herbert can get at his back which is already badly scarred up even without the new raw red lines criss crossing over the pale skin.] Anyway, yes. It's why I get nauseous in potions a lot of the time, since the smell can get pretty overwhelming, especially when someone manages to botch up their potion and make it smell even more noxious than it needs to be... Sitting in the Great Hall can be a nightmare sometimes because even whispering can sound like someone talking in a loud voice depending on how close to the surface the wolf is-

[Bruce babbles when he's tired - can you tell?]

[preanimator]

[Herbert's content to let him do so - it might distract from the fact that his hands are lingering a little longer than necessary on the other boy's back, that they might be feeling out the muscle a little bit, in between applications of potion and salve.]

Is there anything good about it? I mean, smells you like, or things like that?

[greenmoonrising]

Mm, it's comforting. [Leans into his hands because mm, back rubs.]

I mean, even if I can't see or feel any of you guys I can smell you in the dorms when I come in and it's really good because I can relax and feel safe and all that. [Yawns, leaning head forward so his nape's exposed.] Don't like Sherlock's experiments with dead things though. And I really don't like it when I can smell which students have been getting frisky with each other because that musk just lingers and ugh.

[preanimator]

[Oh. Well. If he's not going to object, Herbert might just linger a little longer, even, kneading his finger into the muscle as he bites into his lower lip.]

You can tell that? [asks, startled, and then without thinking about it, adds] Well, I don't guess I ever have to worry about that. [trying to cover quickly, he adds] Why don't you like it? You just don't want to have to think about people doing it, or it actually smells really bad?