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[ malia's not entirely a-okay with everything that's been going on in here cerealia life but she does want to like... follow up with stuff?! she's going to show initiative, make friends, do things, and get outside her comfort zone! pack mccall would be proud of her progress, she's sure of it. look guys, she's all alone and talking to people and NO ONE KNOWS SHE'S A WERECOYOTE.

well, maybe one or two BUT THEY'RE OKAY, REALLY.

which means when she talked to rock lee again she wanted to make sure to train with him!! she's gone by once or twice but this is the first time she's purposefully gone over to the gym with this in mind. it's... good! she even wore proper attire. gym shorts! t-shirts! a water bottle that she should probably fill up!

yeah!

anyway, when she gets there she's going to look for rock lee. sniffing the air, she follows what she thinks is his scent. hey, rock, where are ya? ]

[Smells like youth spirit! Basically, a lot of sweat.

He's in whatever part of the gym has training dummies, and he's grunting fiercely as he attacks one with his sweetass ninja movements.]

[ oh okay yeah, that stinks a lot.

BUT AT LEAST SHE KNOWS WHERE TO GO?! so yeah she's going to turn a corner and watch said sweetass ninja move with a look of surprise. then she approaches! ]

How'd you do that?

[ NO HELLOS HERE ]

{Rock Lee still smiles at the sound of her voice, while he's in the middle of beating down the dummy.]

Malia-san! Which action are you referring to? Most of the time, the explanation is 'hard work'!

[ that poor dummy... ]

The way you just kicked the dummy. [ hm. ] I know it's hard work but I still want to kick someone like that.

[ . . . ]

Usually I just bite them, I mean.

[Yes, Rock Lee is a poor dummy.]

Ah! I see. Well, I can try to teach you if you would like!

...At the same time, I am also interested in seeing your biting technique in aciton!

[ she blinks a few times at his request before... narrowing... her eyes... ]

You don't know how to bite people?

Er... I have never tried to. You could say that I know how to, but I do not know any techniques associated with it...

[ just... shrugs...! ]

I guess it's sort of a... leap and then-- [ she clicks her teeth together in a bite. simple! ]

Ooh! [He nods along eagerly.] So, like this...

[He leaps into the air and mimicks her biting motion on the training dummy's arm.]

[ she watches lee bite the dummy and wonders if she's started something by mistake. either way, she nods but has one little correction. ]

You're way too human so your teeth aren't sharp enough. So, I don't think it would help you much in a fight. See, my teeth are sharper.

[ she opens her mouth and doesn't seem to realize her fangs are growing a bit out. malia, that's inhuman!! but people who forget the werecoyote thing should STILL BE A SECRET? this girl. still this girl. it's always going to be this girl. ]

[Rock Lee looks on, eager to get any tips, but then he looks shocked as he sees her fangs.]

Ah... s-such teeth! Malia-san... H-how? Is this what truly efficient flossing can achieve?!

[ she closes her mouth again -- except not really because, oh. she lifts a hand to touch her teeth and quickly snaps it shut, retracting all those fangs.

after a moment, she drops her hand from her mouth. totally normal teeth once again!! uhm. ]

Yeah, you should floss. A lot. Probably all the time.

I will! I'll take up special flossing training in order to be like you, Malia-san!! I only do not understand how this would make me less human!

[ . . . ]

It makes you... superhuman?

[ sure ]

S-superhuman? [Another incredulous gasp.]

I see! Then that's even more reason to try. To try and strive past my limitations!

[ she just sort of stands there for a minute, wondering what's happening before. okay. sure. ]

You really should work harder if you want teeth like mine. I don't know what you're doing just wasting time like this.

You're right!! I promise... I will work hard on this very soon!

[He looks ready to race off, but something gives him pause.]

...Ah! But, did you not wish to learn something as well?!

[ ... RIGHT. right. ]

Oh yeah! Can you teach me how to kick?

Yes!! That will be my honor...

First, assume a fighting stance!

[ oh... okay!!

she sort of looks down at herself and thinks about it for a moment before lifting her hands in two very sloppy fists. it's seriously the most embarrassing stance ever, she has no idea what she's doing. ]

Ah... Try to do it more like this! [And now he goes into his own, tigher fighting stance.] You have to have a firm defense!

[ alright, sure! she takes in his stance a little before doing her very best to mimic it.

which she does pretty well! it's not perfect but it's much better at least. ]

How's that?

Much better! [He chimes affirmatively, with a supportive smile.]

Now, from here, we shift our right leg like so, and... [He demonstrates a roundhouse kick!]

[ she grins herself. hell yeah, she's doing this!!

and then she watches him and that's... ah. hm. she chews her lip lightly, looking at the dummy she's next to and... makes an attempt!

her foot connects and she, uh, she might have just broken the dummy in half. as in half the dummy flew right across the room and the bottom half has just fallen over pathetically. ]

Oh, whoops.

[He gasps in delighted shock!]

M- Malia-san! You...

You're so strong!!

[ she still looks sort of apologetic. ]

I didn't mean to break it though!

But you did! That was your fighting spirit speaking for you. [He gives her a thumbs up, seeming indifferent to the dummy's destruction. Didn't he break one too]

Good job!

[ malia's asked celty to meet her at her apartment because unfortunately, she hasn't been able to find anywhere else. she hopes very much that this place is durable and you know, despite everything she's pretty sure it won't be the worst shift ever... right? back home, she was able to last through a whole full moon without losing control even once! she's got this, she's good!

... but that was back home, when she was surrounded by her pack and familiar territory. this isn't familiar at all and she has no idea if she's ever going to see anyone again or if they're even alive and if she thinks on that too long, her chest gets tight and she can't breathe. so, she doesn't. think about it. ever. she keeps things simple -- she's hungry, she has to go school, she has to go to work, that's a dumb post on the network, etc etc.

celty's been nice though and it's nicer having someone around who is... not human. no offense to humans, she loves them! she's dating one! but in a situation so uncontrollable as this, it's nice having someone who... understands? yeah, that's a good way to put it. it's nearing evening now and close to when celty should show up and malia's already feeling pretty irritable. she's been pacing the small apartment for a few hours now, trying not to think so much and keep herself in check. it bugs her, how the other moon doesn't effect her. just one of them. that's weird, right? that's probably weird.

god, she misses beacon hills. ]

[ celty honestly isn't sure what to really expect when she heads to malia's apartment. she's surprisingly never had much experience with the supernatural before and she's always been the only dullahan to find her way into japan (for now, at least). but it's the feeling of camaraderie and her unwillingness to leave someone like her alone, especially someone as young as malia, that makes her push her doubts aside as she pulls up in front of the apartment.

shooter is silent when she leans him against the side of the building, pulling out her device to double check the address, steeling herself a little before knocking carefully. hopefully she isn't late. ]

[ she's going to answer the door pretty swiftly when celty gets up to her apartment and she just leaves the door open for her to go inside. she's returns to pacing, flexing her fingers uselessly and trying to keep the claws inside. it was so much easier to keep control last time, that full moon down in mexico. an entire car drive with peter god damn hale and she didn't lose control the entire night.

but back then she knew it would be over, that they'd save scott, that she'd see stiles, that things would settle. the next day brought the sun, school, a normal human life. cerealia's not like that -- she's surrounded by strangers and smells and no one. a dog like whimper catches in her throat at that before she shakes her head and gives celty a small smile. ]

I appreciate you coming tonight. It's my first one... here and I don't really know what to expect.

[ she'll go ahead and shut the door behind her, then. celty watches malia pacing for a minute, before she approaches her, one gloved hand reaching out to carefully grasp one of malia's. she gives it a light squeeze and takes out her device with her free hand, tapping the screen briefly. an automated female voice comes out of it: ]

It's alright. I may not know what to expect, but I promised you that I would help you. I will do whatever I can to ensure that you will be safe. You can get through this. I believe in you.

[ you're so... motherly, celty!! which is crazy to malia and her massive amounts of mommy issues. that's awkward. but it's good that celty's able to get the phone to speak because malia's not in the best state for reading clearly right now.

instead she nods along and smiles, looking towards the clock. it's getting closer to evening and the moon being higher in the sky. she thinks she should eat before things finally spiral. ]

Thanks, Celty. You're really, really nice. [ a small smile directed at her and she takes a breath before moving to the kitchen. she's shaking a little bit going through some normal motions seems to help. ] I uh, I made some sandwiches before now, to eat before the moon goes up. I'm... not sure if you eat but if you want some they're there.

[ she pulls out a plate of a few pretty meaty sandwiches. a sheepish grin and she sets them on the table. ]

[ she follows malia into the kitchen, not too close, but enough to be able to help if the shaking gets too bad. it's a pity she can't eat, but her shoulders lift briefly in what could be a silent chuckle. ]

Thank you for the offer, but unfortunately, I'm unable to eat.

[ you know, lack of head and all. ]

Do you like sandwiches? Perhaps I could cook for you, next time.

[ just a few po' boys ✪ closed ]

please don't make her catch a fly with some chopsticks

catch a fly with these chopsticks right now

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE 8(

NOT IF YOU BELIEVE

THAT DOESN'T MAKE UP FOR SKILL

YOUTH DOES

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future biker chick gang in the making right here

sorry this is late!

THIS IS EVEN MORE LATE it's a latepocalypse

shhhhhhh

:'(

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