Xaviers!

Bruce laughed boisterously and swam closer to Will. "Dude! That was hilarious! High-five!" he cheered, bringing up his right hand.

That's when Tereza leaps at Bruce. Or rather the ice werewolf does, leaving Tereza behind on the side of the pool with her eyes glowing. She jumps back into the water, swimming her way towards Will.

Will began to backstroke away from Tereza -- a slower stroke; perhaps teasing her for losing earlier?

"Hey! Not cool interrupting a five!"

Unlike his cumbersome movements on land, Bruce was actually rather agile in the water. With a decidedly fish-like twitch of his muscular frame, he quickly swam back from the frozen golem and into the deep end from which he made a childish taunting gesture.

The construct was a little more ungainly in the water, the fact that it was ice working against it. To counteract that, it packed on extra ice, growing larger as it followed Bruce into the deeper water, trying to grab hold of him.

Tereza suddenly ducks down, pushing off the bottom of the pool towards Will at an upward angle, hands flat in front of her as if she intends to shove *him* up and out of the pool.

Will was not as agile in the water as Bruce, and that, combined with his cocky backstroke, kept him from getting out of the way!

He was also distracted by the ice wolf, and thus didn't shift to a less push-outable form immediately...

He just barely brushed past a closing ice hand and sped for the edge of the pool. Instead of fleeing, he shoved himself off of the deep corner and aimed a torpedo uppercut at the construct.

Tereza knocks Will backward, but she's misjudged his texture so he ended up closer to the wall of the pool and not out of the water yet. Tereza's lip curls as she bobs back to the surface and comes back after him, swimming hard to catch him and finish the job.

The construct cracks briefly at Bruce's punch, but the whole thing suddenly goes gloopy and falls forward, trying to wrap around Bruce in some sort of amorphous blob.

"Oof!" Will cries as he's slammed backwards.

He dove under the water, and sank, his mass increasing to the point where he was no longer buoyant. He jogged along the bottom of the pool -- slowly, because, you know, water resistance -- aiming to come up right underneath Tereza, and wrap his arms around her midsection.

Bruce had no defense prepared for his target becoming less frozen. He punched at the slurry but only dug himself in deeper.

She's so focused on getting to him that she misses the change and he wraps her up, which makes her begin struggling against him more directly.

The construct continues to try to entangle Bruce, making him more buoyant in the process, though with Tereza's attention distracted, parts of it also become solid again.

Will laughed at Teresa's struggles -- a dumb idea, because it caused him to take on some water in his mouth.

Rolling with, it, though, his arms wrapped around Teresa began to inflate and take on a clear, yellow plasticy sheen as he became lighter and less relevant to struggle against, making sure he stuck to Teresa's side during the process, as he sucked himself up into his own body.

Teresa would soon find herself bobbing along the surface of the pool, with a yellow inflatable duck inner tube wrapped around her midsection and making dramatic, combat movement very difficult.

Bruce grabbed ahold of a solid chunk of ice and used a single, powerful thrash of his body to launch himself free enough of the slurry to kick it like a soccer ball at Tereza.

That's about the time she bobs to the surface, clawing at the rubber duck floaty when the ice clod catches her in the middle of her back. She lets out an audible growl and her body starts expanding and there's the sound of bones popping out of joint and changing position.

The adjusting bones and snapping joints were fighting against the rubber of the floaty. It did not take a quantum physicist to see which would win.

With a high pitched wine and shriek, Will ruptured, flying off of Tereza and whizzing around through the air as air rushed out of a new hole.

In midair, Will turned back to himself. Great! Unfortunately, Will turned back to himself in midair, sending him tumbling to the deck of the pool.

Bruce managed to surface just as The Wolfening began in earnest.

"So she's... actually angry then?" he asked dumbly.

"Stay out of the water Will! I got this!"

Tereza turns quickly at the sound of Bruce's voice and begins wading towards him, the smell of chlorinated wet dog starting to fill the air.

Will did not dive back in, squatting over to watch hot Wolf On Shark Action, scratching his chin and pondering.

"Tereza! You in control? Caauuse I'd rather not Pikachu you."

Tereza grins, which really doesn't answer Bruce's question since it's as scary looking as when he grins. She grabs for Bruce, trying immediately to wrap him up in her arms.

Shark-aaa-chuuuuu!

Bruce reacted on instinct and electrified himself, and by the conductivity of water, the pool.

That really makes her howl and her fur steams from the electricity. Her body starts twitching as it tries to process all the electricity. She's certainly stunned by the experience.

"Crimanilly!" Will said, diving into the pool and swimming towards Teresa. Maybe she was playing possum...or maybe not.

As Will got closer, her eyes started to focus again and she let out another howl, breathing hard with the occasional twitch of her extremities.

"C'mon, Tereza...uh...Terezawolf. Wolf? Let's go with Wolf.

'Ts going to be OK..." Will said, cautiously approaching.

Fear that he had seriously hurt her led Bruce to revert to Tosh.

"I'm sorry... I..." he said worriedly.

Tereza growls and her hand snaps out, trying to grab Will and throw him out of the pool as she goes back to wading towards Tosh. Every once in a while one of her nerves still misfires and she twitches.

Will was NOT expecting Tereza to toss him, and for the second time, went bouncing on top of the pool deck -- this time, more literally, as he shifted in mid-air to a rubber to help absorb the impact.

"I'm just gonna back away now. Nice werewolf. Good werewolf," Tosh said soothingly as he worked his way to the edge of the pool.

She doesn't stop stalking him until he's out of the pool. Then she throws back her head and howls again, obviously a celebration of some sort. She still twitches occasionally as her body works on repairing the nerves.

"I think we've just been played," Will nodded at Tosh.

"So not cool," he said with arms crossed, shaking his head disapprovingly.

Tereza snorts and slowly makes her way over to the side of the pool, dragging herself out and over to her towel. Then she looks down at herself and picks one of the remaining pieces of her bathing suit out of her fur and looks at it with a sigh.

Will, talking to Tosh, was just distracted enough when Tereza looked at her swimsuit. As he was quipping at Tosh, his skin suddenly turned a dark blue, and he shriveled up into himself, falling to the floor as a one-piece swimsuit.

Tosh was himself suddenly distracted by the realization Tereza was practically naked. He turned red and looked away.

"I'll just... go... over there..."

Tereza glances at Tosh with a shrug and then towards where Will was. Seeing only the bathing suit, she looks confused and prowls over to sniff at the bathing suit.

It was certainly a different smell from Will, but close enough to be recognizable. Probably the best comparison would be a sibling or something of that nature -- definitely related to the original scent, just ~off~ in some way.

Like eau de Will, the new fragrance someone has decided their swimsuits should smell like, with a fabricy undertone. An odd combination, to say the last.

Tereza contemplates that for a bit and then pulls on the swimsuit, which is a trick with her increased size, but since she'd been thinking she should have had a shifting swimsuit, it works. Then starts the painful sounds of her shapeshifting back to human, which takes longer than it usually does.

The new shifting swimsuit shifted along with her -- unstable molecules really are the best molecules -- following along as her joints popped and rearranged themselves into a more bipedal organization.

It fit! Score a point for modesty. Maybe a bit snugger than she'd take off the rack, but it had to shift to fit multiple forms, so that might well be unavoidable.