17th September, 3 pm. Prison Cell
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therealpm*Peter scratches his way through the summary of yet another brief. Apparently he is ahead of what the BIS civil servants had estimated he would be able to summarise. A small satisfaction.
He stretches his hand and stares out the window, willing away the cramping up his forearm and takes another sip of water.*
He stretches his hand and stares out the window, willing away the cramping up his forearm and takes another sip of water.*
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Date: 2012-09-17 07:45 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 07:49 pm (UTC)If you're reassured that Peter is safe when he's in human form, then why not ask him to transform so you can see how he behaves when he's in the body of the wolf? Wouldn't that be a more productive use of the time?
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Date: 2012-09-17 07:57 pm (UTC)John Simon Bercow, if you think I'm just going to demand that Peter transform into a wolf, then you have another think coming. You might be so rude, but I am having a perfectly lovely time with Peter, and if he doesn't feel like transforming tonight, I will continue to have a perfectly lovely time until I and Peter decide that it's time for me to leave. I fail to see how it's your business in the slightest. You do not own me!
*Hearing the last sentence echo around the cell, she winces. That was ... not something she should have said.
She attempts to save the situation.*
Besides, I think that if Peter's going to transform - whether now or in the future - he should be able to get out of this stuffy little cell and into the fresh air. Surely there's got to be a top-secret place somewhere where we could go? You're always bragging about how you know all the top Army blokes. If it's dark, we could take him somewhere deserted and let him run around a bit.
*She turns to tell Peter in a confidential tone -*
If I had been cooped up in here this long, I would have gone for his throat by now. You have remarkable control.
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Date: 2012-09-17 08:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:06 pm (UTC)It was a suggestion, Sally!
If you think, in the long run, that spending all evening gossiping with Peter about my faults is a far more valuable use of your time, then by all means go ahead. However, I would just point out that the longer you spend swapping the tales, the longer you have to wait to see if you can find it in you to trust Peter to be around our children, something I know you, Peter, I and the children are keen to resolve post haste.
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Date: 2012-09-17 08:11 pm (UTC)Thank you for your suggestions, John, they are duly noted.
*She turns her nose up at him and swivels to look at Peter. The man looks like one of her children, sitting quietly on the bed, and she immediately feels guilty for fighting in front of him. That's the last thing Peter needs, more drama.
She gentles her voice.*
What do you want to do, Peter? It's completely up to you. Please don't listen to John, he's being a dick.
(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:16 pm (UTC)I am perfectly happy to provide a... demonstration of the wolf form, though not the act of transformation itself, today, however...
*He glares at John.*
...in future more freedom to roam would definitely be appreciated.
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Date: 2012-09-17 08:22 pm (UTC)That would be lovely, but only if you want to. Should I go out, or is the bathroom big enough?
*She lets her smile take on a wicked edge.*
And don't worry about the future. If I'd realised...I will make sure John finds a way to give you a bit more freedom.
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Date: 2012-09-17 08:33 pm (UTC)*He favours Sally with a friendly smile, and John a smug nod as he passes.
Once inside the bathroom, he leans the door just to (paws can't handle door handles terribly well), strips off, folding each item of clothing and placing it carefully on the toilet lid, then takes a deep breath and summons up the part of him that prefers four legs to two.
It is difficult- the new moon was only two days ago and the wolf form is still very small and very weak; It takes a lot of persuasion to wake it up. If Peter hadn't practiced the transformation extensively by now, he doubts he would be able to do so at all. Eventually though, his claws and fur begin to grow and he runs through the now familiar sequence of changes as he transforms from man to wolf.
Shaking himself off, he uses a paw to poke the door open and pads out to meet Sally and John.*
(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:39 pm (UTC)And then Peter steps out in his wolf form.
He's beautiful, is her first thought. Scary, yes...but beautiful.
She clears her throat.*
Peter?
(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:48 pm (UTC)She plucks up her courage and steps closer, then reaches out her hand to stroke his head.
His fur is soft under her hand, and he does not snap at her. He could be a big fluffy dog - but for the lycanthropy surging through his veins, she reminds herself sadly.*
Good night, Peter. I'll let you sleep now.
*She hasn't really been able to spend enough time with the wolf to know whether or not he's safe, although even in this short time she's leaning towards yes. But she does need more time, and besides, using it as a lever against John will mean she has a good chance of getting Peter out of the Palace for a bit. After this long cooped up, he's sure to need it.
She strokes him one last time.*
(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2012-09-17 08:55 pm (UTC)She raises a finger to her lips, and John, mercifully, obeys for once. He lets her through the wards, and the two of them head back upstairs.
They pass a carefully blank Lindsay on the way. Sally'd forgotten all about him. Well, she hopes he enjoyed that little show.
But now she needs to go up and hug her children, and thank the stars above that they are safe and whole.
And, perhaps, prod her husband into calling some Army friends.*