Even in the military full moons were a problem. Humans were superstitious, and most hybrids had something that happened during full moons.

For a werewolf like Soap, that meant he got antsy. Anything could happen because the wolf inside him was stronger than usual, more influential, threatening to come out. He had to keep it in, but that meant staying calm and occupied. Price wouldn't let him out on missions, and sparring with other personnel was frowned upon.

So here he sat, bored as hell, staring at the TV in the common room. He had watched every movie available, read most of the books he could get his hands on. Most people were out on missions or dealing with their own full moon problems, so he was alone in the room.

If only someone would come in and help entertain him...