Age Is Just a Number, But Don't Ask Me What It Is

The new moon had passed and full moon River was back and on a mission. He wasn't exactly a different person each phase, though anyone who knew him in both would see the personality shift, but it was a noticeable transformation. And there was really no way anyone would know his female and male forms were the same unless he told them. Which was why he'd waited until he was actually in this form to seek out the guy he was seeking out, even though it would mean a delay in hopefully getting what he wanted or at least a step closer to it.

It wasn't so bad, though, he'd had some time to heal from his last full moon phase on this island and wasn't so far into the full moon impulses that he couldn't make a sensible deal. Besides, he hadn't heard about this Cabel guy until he was nearly in this phase anyway, and even though being stuck looking 14 was annoying, he'd done it for years and could stand to wait a few more days so he actually had the venom he was going to try and sell or trade.

River wasn't actually sure where to find the person they were looking for, or even if they'd be around the school at night, but he'd figured the courtyard would be his best bet. And it turned out he was right. Or at least he thought he was. The dirty-blond haired boy he saw lurking by some benches certainly fit the description he'd been given, but it was possible a lot of people did. Of course, there was only one way to find out. River approached the boy with a grin. His skin lightly glowing, although not as bright as it would closer to the full moon. He knew he looked young, but he hoped the other boy would still give him an opportunity to make his offer.

"Are you Cabel by any chance?"

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Well, Cabel's outfit was certainly loud enough to stand out. It occurred to River he'd never actually found out anything much about the guy except that he could find things and might be interested in a more questionable deal.

Really, River had never considered selling his venom before, although he'd used it plenty of times on himself and others. He wasn't even exactly sure how he could trade it or if it would work apart from his claws. But he really wanted to get an aging charm or get enough money for one.

There were some advantages to being underestimated, and it wasn't that he didn't enjoy a fight. But this was a small island and a dangerous one. He couldn't get away with killing people as obviously as he had before. And fighting werewolves, though a suitable compromise, did tend to be painful in the aftermath. Looking his age would mean he could hopefully get sex out of someone who wasn't ridiculously young or a pervert, which should help a bit. It might also encourage more people to fight him in a controlled setting - he didn't have to kill to feed - he just enjoyed it.

Though he could hide when he had to, River was generally straightforward. There was no point in him hiding what he wanted. "I need something to make me look my age or a way to buy it. I can trade my venom - it's basically a drug."