Jan. 11th, 2012

bitten_notshy: ([neg] unimpressed in hat)
It was dark by now, but one of the few advantages of recent events was that lack of light no longer posed a major bother for Jack. He'd slipped out of Ronan's house and gone on a long ramble through town that ended, for no particular reason, by the pond in the park. A few ducks as nocturnal as he was were still stirring, sleepily pecking at bits of bread Jack tossed to them.

Kate knew now. There were only a handful of people left to tell -- assuming he couldn't get out of this curse entirely. Then it was just a matter of counting down the days until the full moon, and --

His train of thought was interrupted as the song that had been playing through his mind all day finally came out of his mouth.

Guess what's back here. No, really. Guess. )

"I'm not even really English," he informed a duck once he seemed to be done.

To go by the animal's quack, it didn't much care.

[OOC: Open post! And yes, I did physically need to do this.]

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