[ OPEN ] dog days are over
Who: Waver Velvet & YOU!
When: throughout Aguril
Where: around Aefenglom, potentially some in the Wilde or the Underground
What: Waver has a no good, very bad, very awkward month. event, quests and shenanigans
Warnings: will add as needed
→ i. OPEN: Lùnasa, Aguril 1-3; poppin' parties, badly
→ ii. OPEN: Aguril 4-20; a horse corpse, of course; aka, the damsel in distress
Open and closed starters in the comments! Please let me know via PM or at
gunsandchocolate if you want to plot something out or want me to set up a starter for you. Wildcards welcome!
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When: throughout Aguril
Where: around Aefenglom, potentially some in the Wilde or the Underground
What: Waver has a no good, very bad, very awkward month. event, quests and shenanigans
Warnings: will add as needed
→ i. OPEN: Lùnasa, Aguril 1-3; poppin' parties, badly
→ ii. OPEN: Aguril 4-20; a horse corpse, of course; aka, the damsel in distress
Open and closed starters in the comments! Please let me know via PM or at
Paragraph prose-style or brackets are both fine, so please feel free to tag in whatever style you prefer and I'll match you. :>

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Exactly. Now…
[ Turning away, Stiles drags a stool from beside the desk to a new spot next to the mannequin. ]
Waver, you want to sit? If I demonstrate on the mannequin, Iskandar can follow along on you.
[ It would probably be better if the roles were reversed – Iskandar practicing on the mannequin while Stiles worked with the real life model, but he doesn’t want to make Waver any more uncomfortable than the young man seems to be. Trust is important here. ]
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All right.
[ He pulls a stool over to sit across from Stiles and the mannequin, perching on it awkwardly. He might not be freaking out anymore, but it's hard to be entirely relaxed. ]
Er... Is it going to get in the way if I keep my shirt on?
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Iskandar moves to Waver's side as his Bonded sits on the stool. He still holds the coil of hemp rope that Stiles gave him assuming this would be one he'll be using. He says nothing, calmly awaiting instruction. His only move is to gently squeeze Waver's shoulder. He can feel how tense his boy is.]