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Here is a pad for it: [REDACTED]

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So what I suggested before, about having all students in the dining room in a single collab, does everyone want to do that? If so, should we start a pad for it?
Sam gladly took the drink of water before getting up to take a few more from the river. He was a bit concerned about how clean the water was before he started thinking on how his lycanthropy might change how his body would react to disease. Werewolf stories were diverse, and he did not know which ones would apply to them. In some, they were almost normal apart from their lycan forms, while in others, they had abilities that really set them apart from humans. He wondered if diseases would even effect him anymore. Regardless, for the moment, there was nothing he could do to test his theories, so he simply returned to Stevie and sat down beside her.

Sam put an arm around her waist and rested his other hand on her shoulder. He smiled as he stared into her eyes. Despite the downpour of rain, despite the cracks of thunder that could be heard every minute or so, everything seemed peaceful while he was with her. He no longer paid attention to the cold anymore, as both of them had dried at least slightly. "I think...I think I very much want to." He said, pressing his forehead to hers and giving a sly grin.
The captain was meant to be the toughest, but the guards are of highly variable skill levels. Some just know how to look tough with a sword, some are legitimately well trained. I considered for a while having Sharee duel the captain, but I figured her stealth attack demonstrated well her fighting stye, in that she doesn't fight fair and will do anything to get an edge or a cheap kill.
I think I may want to let new yorker respond before posting myself.
For a few moments, Sam simply held onto her silently, letting them warm each other as they slowly dried. The sound of rain only seemed to be growing stronger, which made him definitely not regret the choice of staying under the bridge. The storm was a veritable downpour, punctuated by flashes of lightning and the roar of thunder. Sam hoped it would not last too long, but he could think of worse situations to be in than his present one.

As Stevie kissed him, he found himself excited and nervous at the same time. His heart was racing, as she could no doubt feel. He loved her, and was afraid for their prospects of getting home not because he was worried about himself, but because he was afraid for her well-being. Still, his thoughts about the situation could not be denied, what the look in his eyes said could not be mistaken. He looked into her eyes with a light smile, but was obviously incredibly nervous. "So...s-should we....you know?" He began as he looked across her body, unsure of how to continue his question.
Sam put his arms around Stevie and pulled her close, pressing his forehead against hers. He was still cold, but having her so close did help to warm him. He looked into her eyes in much the same way as she looked into his. There was desire in his eyes, but he was nervous, as evidenced by how fast his heart was beating.

"I never want to lose you, and no matter what comes our way, I won't let it happen. Whether it is people with guns, other werewolves, or just the cold air, we'll face it together. I don't know how long we'll be stuck under this bridge, but as long as we hold each other close, we'll be fine." He said as he started to rub her back. There was still desire in his eyes mixed with fear. They had a lot to be afraid about when it came to the future, but for the moment, he did not care.
Sam gladly accepted her kiss before nodding and joining Stevie under the bridge, giving them both a much needed reprieve from the rain. He sat down beside her, putting his arm around her and pulling her close so they could share body heat, just as they had last night. Given how humid it was, it would take some time for them to dry, but at least the bridge was protecting them from the rain.

"You know, I enjoy being this close to you." Sam commented, placing a hand on her cheek and rubbing her back with the other. "I mean, I know we have a lot to worry about. In the short term, we have to get home and to our apartment without being arrested for indecent exposure, and beyond that...we're werewolves now, as crazy as that sounds to say. I honestly don't know how to deal with that, but...I'm glad to be facing it with you. I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather have at my side. Even now, being caught naked and cold under a bridge out in the middle of the forest, just looking at you gives me hope. Maybe, just maybe everything will be okay." He ran his hand through her hair for a few moments before giving her another kiss, this one being much more passionate.
"Goodnight. I'm sure we'll find some plan for you." Ahnasha said as Ariel made her way to her bedroll. She didn't particularly like that she had to be the one bringing to light bad news, but it was something that needed to be said. It wouldn't be right to let her go into this thinking everything would be fine afterwards. Even so, Ahnasha did not believe that Ariel would back out of their plan. The gas this coven was producing was a direct threat to her sister's life, and if she did not believe protecting her sister was worth sacrificing her shop in Vos, then Ahnasha had seriously misjudged her. After a few more minutes, Ahnasha's fur had dried enough that she was able to finally get to sleep. She laid down beside Fendros, closed her eyes, and fell asleep within minutes due to her fatigue.

The next morning was fairly normal, though the rest of the day would be anything but. Most of their day would be spent finishing up their preparations for the raid later that night, but for the moment, they were simply having breakfast. This time, Ahnasha decided to start the fire and begin cooking for a change. She still ate her own breakfast raw, of course, but she thought she might as well be helpful and prepare the meals of those that preferred or, in Ariel's case, required them to be cooked. Meesei ate quickly and started straight to work on finishing the enchantments on the weapons they would be using later that night, while most of the others were simply taking a few moments to relax and wake up before getting to work. As the meal she was cooking neared completion, she found herself glancing at Ariel a lot. She felt sympathy for her, considering how much she was going to be giving up for this raid. It only seemed right that they find some way to help her in return, but at the moment, Ahnasha was drawing a blank in terms of ideas.
Sam nodded and took her hand as they walked along the river in the direction that would hopefully bring them to somewhere he recognized. The rain was light for a while, but it did eventually start to pick up a bit. Sam started to feel some of the cold creeping into his body, so he put an arm around Stevie and walked close alongside her to share at least some of their warmth. He started to grow more uncomfortable not just because of the rain, but also because of the simple fact that he did not have shoes. He wasn't used to walking barefoot outside, so the sticks and rocks he was stepping on caused them to grow sore. It wasn't a problem he would normally even think about, but it was getting harder for him to walk. Add to that the rain which was steadily growing in strength, and he seriously doubted that they would be able to make it back before having to stop. The good news was that he was starting to recognize the area they were in and, after a few more minutes, they spotted the bridge.

"Well, it looks like you were right about the bridge, but...it's still going to take hours to get back to the car from here. The rain is starting to pick up, and I'm starting to feel cold. We could try to make it back to the car in the rain, or...you see that spot on the river bank where the bridge passes over it? It looks pretty dry there, we could try to wait out the storm there. I don't know, what do you think?" He asked.
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