Alcide (manandwolf) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-06-01 11:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | alcide herveaux, josh levison |
Who: Alcide and Josh
What: Meeting/talking
When: today
Where: infirmary, then who knows
Warnings: None
For a week now Alcide hadn't been in the best of moods, but he knew well enough to contain it so that it wasn't obvious to everyone else. The jackass that had appeared on the net last week, and the ghost that had also talked to Sookie, had unleashed an angry protective streak in Alcide that was playing with his temper, but years of being in control of the wolf living inside of him helped him keep it internalized. After all, the residents of the prison weren't responsible for his temper, so why would he unleash it on them? If anything, he went out of his way to help out in raids, and being there for Sookie when necessary. He was a bit more quiet than usual, sure, but in the grand scheme of things and considering how he was feeling? That was nothing.
On the raid that he had just gotten back from they had encountered some medical supplies so, after volunteering to drop them off, Alcide went to the infirmary. It would give him a chance to check in on his roommate anyway, so he moved along the halls of the prison in silence as he held onto the new supplies. They were just some bandages, some first aid kits, gauze and wrist wraps they had found in a thrift store, but anything would help, right?
As he walked inside to drop off the box, Alcide saw the new guy that he had seen on the net, and remembered a specific comment the guy had made inquiring about werewolf accommodations. He hadn't approached him then but, well, being one of the resident werewolves, he walked up to him now.
"Hey. I'm Alcide, one of the raiders. We got some things for you guys," he indicated, pointing to the box he held with one arm. "You're new around here, right?"