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Tweak says, "Not tonight; I have a headache"

fallen_forever (fallen_forever) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-30 01:53:00

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complete, day four, mercy thompson, nymphadora tonks, tara maclay

WHO: Tara MaClay & Mercy Tompson & OTA
WHEN: Day Four, After the ball.
WHAT: Debating Jareth's Insect Reflection.
WHERE: Outside of dorm, leaning against a corner.
RATING: G(?)
STATUS: Incomplete

Things had been crazy at the ball. Finding out precisely what was happening was both a relief and an even greater stress. It was amazing all the amount of people that Jareth had apparently brought into this new dimension and some of the powers that the others held were miraculous. After re-assessing the large chained creature’s behavior in her mind and Jareth’s reaction it was obvious that it had to be someone summoned here by him. If Jareth could deter a creature like that, then what else could he do? No single person’s power was going to be great enough to stop him. Tara had suspected before that it was going to take a combined effort to stop him, but now she knew this had to be a fact and not just a theory.

Keeping her arms crossed tightly over her midsection one hand rubbed her other upper arm. Brows were furrowed deeply in thought as she debated over which options they did and didn’t have still. Obviously there were a great deal of powerful people trapped here, which Jareth took on alone. What if a major spell could be compiled by combining all of the magic casters abilities? Would that be enough to stop Jareth? What if they could phase him out of this reality? Did this plane of existence help to give him more power? It was starting to seem like he had tricked each person out of their own world and into his. That must mean that his power source was somehow tied to this place. Could it be an object? Maybe if they could find out where Jareth’s power came from, his source they could show him how little he meant in the Karmic cycle. The thoughtful frown turned into a faint smile as the old joke about insect reflections danced in her mind. It was really too bad that no one else besides Willow got it, it really was a fantastic joke.

Sighing heavily it was cool outside tonight and the brick from the corner of the building was starting to dig into her back some. ‘Maybe I should head inside now.’ Tara shifted to move only to be halted by another thought. ‘Why? So you can make holes in the floor with how much pacing you do and not get your mind off of Willow since she resides in the room directly below yours. If I start pacing I’ll probably just keep us both up.’ Another sigh fell from the blond witch’s lips in frustration. What was she to do at this point. The Scoobies would be researching like crazy through all the texts in the magic box if this was Sunnydale, but this wasn’t Sunnydale. Maybe in the morning she could find out information from the goblins? Or see if she could find any history books? There had to be a library around here, wasn’t there?

Then there was also everything with Willow, and Willow really being Willow and how where Willow was from Tara, herself, was dead. It all hit home very hard. There was an old song she remembered hearing while growing up that the good died young, but… She’d never thought the type of death she had been told she had would happen to her. Killed by a stray bullet? Of all the things that could have gone wrong, a bullet? A demon, a vampire, a Frankenstein, a god, a super-genius-mad-scientists invention gone wrong, a spell, but a damn bullet? It was almost impossible to believe. And Goddess it hurt Willow so much. The pain and joy in her redhead lover’s eyes every time the other woman looked at her spoke more then all the words in the world ever would portray. How was someone supposed to react to the fact that they had died in their lovers arms somewhere else? Was this possibly a sign that getting back with Willow was the wrong thing to do? Or was there a greater scheme in which Willow had to become so powerful? Was all this power that Willow had accumulated needed for some greater plan?

Tara’s head was beginning to hurt with all of the thoughts spinning around in it. Bringing a hand up the blond witch messaged her temples with the thumb and forefinger. “I wonder if they have Excedrin here.” The blond witch muttered to her self in frustration. Closing her eyes she slowly tilted her head back while inhaling deeply, there had to be something that would calm her nerves. ‘Willow could.’ A heavy and annoyed sigh was released as eyes opened towards the stars; there was no giant pineapple to state at tonight but at least there was some sort of stars. In a strange way, that notion alone was a vague comfort to her. Eyes searched the heavens pulling out new constellations in her mind causing a faint smile to form on her lips slowly. At least the bright glowing orbs shining down on them were the same, even if they were fake, they still gave the blond witch a false sense of comfort of a greater unknown shining down on her.

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mercysgarage
2009-03-30 12:29 pm UTC (link)

Mercy was upset beyond belief and she couldn't for the life of her figure out why, she had to get out of the Ball but more importantly she had to get out of the god damned ugly dress Jareth thought would be charming to put in. Normally she had no urge to be modest but right now she opted to sneak into some shadows to change. Discarding the mask first Mercy stripped with some struggle and some choice words she was able to peel the dress from her body and kick it to the ground with disgust. She felt no need to fold the material up and place it in a neat pile instead her eyes just glared at it in a pile on the floor.

Transforming into her Coyote form was easy and painless, she dropped down to the ground and shifted, it was much like the transition form one breath to another, her body shrinking and quickly full of fur. She gave her gray fur a shake and made sure no one saw her as she slipped out the door of the castle. She enjoyed that her non human side was sly, the trickster. One of the people who took care of her Bran had always patted her on the head and said Good Coyote. When she deserved praise. This praise coming from the Marrok, the head of all the Werewolves meant a lot to her even if she wasn't pack. Mercy missed home more than anything else right now, she missed her friends who doubled as her family, she also missed her Garage, she also went as far as missing the odd Vampire Stefan.

She hated that magic worked so well on her here when normally she was immune, but she didn't know fully the effects of different kinds of magic on her but still it was frustrating. It was easy to find her way back to where the dorms were and the rest of the town now that the Labyrinth was out of the way, she might as well take a look around while she had the chance. Faith had taken off on her so she was alone, always the lone Coyote with out a friend by her side.

Sniffing around the dorms her nose caught a very interesting sent, it was peppermint, a mix of other spices and magic, it reminded her of her Fae friend Zee. Following the trail Mercy walked carefully towards the sent letting her Coyote sense get the best of her, she saw no reason not to there was nothing alarming in the air. Coming close to the source of the sent Mercy saw the witch, now there were other things she could smell, loneliness, sorrow and fear. She moved cautiously towards the woman slowly letting herself be seen in the light. Mercy in Coyote from was small for a Coyote and could pass for a larger size dog of mixed breeding. She crept closer keeping her body relaxed, head down and wagged her tail showing no signs of aggression. “Woof.” Mercy let out a little yelp, sure there was no need to be barking like a dog but it amused her more than anything. She then lied down in front of Tara and rolled onto her back, panting a little, hoping the woman would take a hint and give her a rub.

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fallen_forever
2009-03-30 04:59 pm UTC (link)

’It’s getting really late.’ The notion kept setting in and then being shooed away time and time again as Tara’s mind flew to the other topics at hand. There was just so much to go over and no matter the number of times she mulled each thought over they all ended up in the same place, at the same conclusion; They all needed more information on what was going on before any real, functional plan could be made on how to take on their captor. The only other option was to throw various spells and attacks at him until something happened to work, and then pray that displaying their powers and abilities in doing so wouldn’t tip Jareth off in what precisely they could do. However, maybe Jareth all ready knew what they could do and that’s why he was able to get everyone here.

“Mr. Dandelion star shape, what would you do if you were in my position?” The soft words were spoken in the direction of the stars as her eyes still hadn’t left the small wonders. Yet instead of the silence she expected to remain the air was suddenly cut by the yelp. Startled Tara quickly glanced around with a gasp. Seeing the pup she stood still for a moment until noticing the wagging tail. With a breath of relief and a smile forming over her lips the blond witch tentively kneeled down. “Now…” She paused for a moment as the dog rolled onto it’s back to see if it was a boy or girl. “Ms. Pup, you should be more careful. You startled me, imagine if I was some big meanie looking for a snack, that could be a bad time for you.” A small amused chuckle was given while she held out a hand for a moment near the dogs nose and muzzle. Waiting for the canine to get a good whiff of air to make sure she really did have a green light for pettings, Tara then carefully leaned in, nice and slow as to not startle the dog and lightly scratched the pup’s belly, looking for just the right spot to make the dogs leg kick in the air.

“Aren’t you just the sweetest and cutest pup ever?” The blond witch’s smile widened a little, admittedly the energy of the dog did seem a little strange, but it was far from bad. Reaching over she gently stroked the top of the dogs head. “Aww, you’re sure a good puppy.” A soft giggle left her lips with a sigh following it. “I wonder how you got here.” Leaning back some she gave a belly rub before slowly and carefully standing as to not startle the dog or lose her balance. Straightening out the dress carefully Tara glanced around. “I wonder if we could find some food or fresh water for you. If you’ve been running around all day I bet you’re starving.” Glancing around the blond witch figured which direction would probably be best for acquiring food and water before giving a soft whistle and patting her upper thigh lightly in attempts to get the dog to follow her. “Come on girl, I think we can get you something from one of the tents over here.” Turning she made her way towards a cooking tent she had found earlier in the day, surely they must have something that she could salvage into a snack for her and the dog. Maybe this was just the distraction she needed to get her mind away from things for a bit.

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mercysgarage
2009-03-30 11:35 pm UTC (link)

Mercy liked being the animal she was, it was something she just couldn't hide, if she went to long without sifting she got awfully cranky and like the Werewolves she was raised by she would start to become snappy as well. One thing Mercy wasn't however was wild, while changed she had control over all of her actions and remembered everything that happened while in her true from. The true downside of it was she had never meet anyone else that could shift the way she did into the same form, she had never meet her Father and there were no other Coyote's she knew of in North America, if there were they were well hidden like most of the magical beings had been for years until most recently.

She wagged her tale and acted as happy as could be while the woman rubbed her belly, this was something she liked having done, back home in Kennewick she took to playing dog for some of the local children, chasing them and playing fetch, it was great exorcise while she was out for her runs and good fun. Sometimes she wished she could communicate like the Wolves did telepathically while in form, but no she was a true manifestation of her inner animal. The only thing that gave her away as a human was the dog collar she wore around her neck with her name and Adam's address on it, just in case she was out and the pound caught up with her she would be brought back home safely and not end up naked in a cage scaring people because she's human.

Mercy licked Tara's hand as it was offered to her, noting the witch also tasted sweet. Once Tara had stood then whistled her ears perked up and she followed her knowing that all was kosher between them.
She picked up a steady trot beside the blonde woman and sniffed along the trail catching the sent of food in the air, god would she love a hamburger and some fries right now. She could get this as a human but she felt that Tara needed a furry companion more so then a human friend right now, she knew there was that bond between human and animal that couldn't be replaced by anything else, she had no issue taking up this spot with the other woman, and frankly it's what she needed too in the total littlest hobo sense. It was then she couldn't remember the last time she had ate and was glad the other woman felt like taking care of her.

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tonks_please
2009-03-31 05:12 pm UTC (link)

Tonks was still shaking her head as she left the ball. As an Auror, she really did see some odd things sometimes, but tonight had taken the cake. Snape's information had started it off, then she'd met up with Hermione and a dead old man who looked like a teenager. A cute teenager, even she could see that. Then, on top of everything else had been the monster.

In short, it was more than enough to get the young witch into an odd state, and she'd rushed out of the ball without much more than a summary goodbye to her companions. It was better, in a way, that there had been two of them. She didn't feel like she was ditching anyone this way. For awhile, she just wandered, slightly amused by the fact that the area she walked was normally covered by a vast Labyrinth. There was no trace of anything by the castle and, way off in the distance, the lights from the city that she knew usually stood at the entrance to the Labyrinth, but now was all alone.

Eventually, she became aware of some noise in front of her. A sweet-faced blonde girl, it looked like to her, speaking with... she gasped and her eyes widened, and she started to run. She hadn't know that she was here, and as soon as she'd caught up, she wrapped her arms around the coyote form of her friend, which she'd seen at least once, and gave her a tight hug. "Mercy!" But then, she realized that surely there was a chance that it wasn't her friend, and she backed off cautiously.

"I hope?"

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fallen_forever
2009-04-01 07:54 pm UTC (link)

The pup certainly did seem sweet and it brought a smile to the blond witch’s face. Though she couldn’t help but wonder, what was a poor little dog like this doing here? Where there other animals around in this area? If there were maybe she could spend some of her time with them, animals had always been a calming force in Tara’s world. They were so peaceful, kind and loving, unless threatened. Animals were so much simpler then humans were and a heck of a lot simpler then this whole mess she’d found her self in. Thankfully it smelled as though the kitchen was still in fact open and Tara continued in that direction. Food had always been a positive, even if she had gotten a little guff for it while growing up. Not being thin as a twig like cousin Beth and all. Well, cousin Beth could be however she wanted, Tara was actually quite content with her self. ‘And Goddess knows Willow likes it.’ With a sigh a hand slipped down to the dog walking beside her, giving it’s coat a gentle stroke. “Looks like we’re in luck, maybe something to eat will help to stop us both get some rest.”

The sudden movement towards the pup startled the witch slightly and she moved back, for a moment nervous what would happen. Finally being able to address the scene before her eyes the woman before her didn’t seem a threat. Maybe this was who the pup belonged to? Stepping out of the happy reunion Tara smiled awkwardly. “Oh, I, um, is this your, um, dog? S-she just c-came up to me and um, I was going to get her some food.” Tara shifted as she looked at the other woman then away for a moment before slowly looking back.

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mercysgarage
2009-04-01 09:21 pm UTC (link)

Mercy was content to follow the warm blonde girl and play the happy pet for her, she could use some friendly affection right about now. She kept telling herself to keep thinking like the animal she was but she couldn't help sending her thoughts towards the woman she had put her life in the hands of as they had fought side by side in the Labyrinth. Maybe there was some explanation to being dumped like yesterdays garbage, or she was wrong to put her trust in the woman so fast. She pushed air out her snout making a huffing sound.

While the Tara was away rummaging for food for them there was a noise from behind her, Mercy's ears went back and she was at the ready. Turning she caught a familiar smell but wasn't sure who it had belonged to, before she had a chance there was a figure before her which made her growl just slightly before she caught sight of the other's brightly coloured hair. Her body relaxed and her tail waged realizing Tonks was the one who'd wrapped her arms around her Coyote from.

Excited Mercy leaped up so she could lick at the woman's face happily. “Yip” She barked nodding her head a few times. It had been a long time since the last day she had seen Tonks, it must have been the snowball fight back on Mirage, something that had been a break from the crazy in her life. As happy as she was to see the other she let out a whimper as she realized she too had been taking here to this land of illusion. She wished she could communicate in her Coyote from instead she just showed the other she was happy to see her.

Once Tara had returned she circled around Tara happily as well, she didn't want to make it seem like there was an issue here, she then walked back around Tonks in a slight figure eight between them both then sat happily between them. It would be awkward if she changed and explained right now for she didn't want to be naked in front of these two particular women at the moment. Hopefully Tonks would get the hint that she was playing Coyote for Tara and making friends with the woman this way.

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tonks_please
2009-04-02 01:42 am UTC (link)

Tonks looked at the blonde girl and smiled brightly at her. "Mercy? No, Mercy's not my pet or anything. She's just a..." She was about to explain more, but then the coyote jumped up and yiped at her and licked her face, and she was distracted. She pet the furry creature on the head affectionately, and then knelt down to really give her a good rubbing down. It might seem strange to some, but then, Tonks had a cousin who could, before he died, turn into a giant black dog. And, of course, there was the werewolf, Remus Lupin. So she was used to this.

By the time she was done greeting Mercy, she had forgotten what she was about to say. She didn't have any intention towards decieving anyone, she was just a little distracted. She rose back to her feet, and belatedly finished her sentence. "A friend." Which worked well enough, really, though she didn't know the other woman very well, she'd certainly hit it off with her.

"And she seems to want us to talk." She laughed softly as the coyote wove around, the message being clear. So the witch tilted her bright purple head to the other woman, and then smiled at her. "Wotcher! I'm Tonks." She gestured to the dog. "And Mercy you've met. I don't think I've seen you around, are you new?"

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fallen_forever
2009-04-03 05:01 pm UTC (link)

The sight of the two was admittedly adorable. Seeing the pup respond so well to the other woman brought a soft smile to Tara’s face, if the coyote trusted this other woman, then perhaps she was a good person. Animals had the best senses about these things the blonde witch had found over her years. As the pup moved by her in the figure eight formation Tara let a hand drop to her side, gently stroking over the animals fur as Mercy passed by her and headed back towards the woman with the bright colored hair.

Nodding slightly the soft smile remained on her lips as she looked over at the other woman. “That’s a nice way to think of her.” With the smile remaining on her lips Tara’s eyes watched as Mercy. “Watcher…?” For a moment Tara gave the other woman a confused look. “There are watchers her too?” Blinking in surprise Tara glanced around for a moment, what else was going on around here. “I’m um, Tara. Nice to meet you.” Shifting Tara ran hands over the front of the dress, smoothing it out for a moment. “I’ve been here a few days, not, um, t-too long though, you?”

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mercysgarage
2009-04-03 05:38 pm UTC (link)

Mercy's nose got the best of her, she slipped between the tent flaps and wandered around until she spotted food, while no one was looking she snuck a turkey leg for herself then wandered back out where the two women were talking. Pleased with herself she sat herself down in the dirt wagging her tail as she ate.

Sometimes there were a lot of perks to being half animal, for instance she always thought food tasted much better in this form then while she walked on two legs. Acting like a happy animal wasn't the hardest thing in the world to do, sometimes she just wanted to hang out and see who she could convince to pet her down.

Looking up between the two women from her place on the dirt she had an odd idea that she knew Tara from somewhere but just couldn't place it. Now she wanted in on the conversation to see where it was going, but first she'd need clothing and knew just how to get it. Mercy pawed her way back towards Tonks and bit on her shirt sleeve tugging on it with a little growl. The witch would be able to zap her something to wear, if that was she got the hint.

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tonks_please
2009-04-04 02:03 am UTC (link)

Tonks blinked at the blonde girl, not understanding. Watcher? What did a watcher have to do with anything? But so many odd things happened, really, that she didn't worry about it too much. "Um... I dunno?" She finally settled on that, because it seemed safe enough. The girl seemed nice, even if she didn't exactly make a ton of sense to the witch. But she never let that stop her from liking people.

"Hullo, Tara. Nice to meet you. No, I'm pretty new, too." She smiled brightly, and then turned to Mercy, who seemed to be wanting to get her attention. Mercy had never bitten her before, so she had no reason to believe the coyote was attacking her. Anyway, if she was going to hurt her, she could do it much better than by chewing on her clothing. So all she had to do was figure out what the other woman/coyote wanted.

However, she wasn't stupid, and quickly realized that it was dress that Mercy was tugging on. She smiled and made a guess. "Accio Mercy's clothes!" Moments later, the sort of clothing that the woman, in her human form, would like to wear came floating up into Tonks's hands. "Is this what you wanted, Mercy?" She arched an eyebrow and set them on the ground near the coyote.

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fallen_forever
2009-04-06 04:43 am UTC (link)

Seeing the pup wonder off towards the food tent reminded Tara of her original purpose in adventuring this way as her stomach growled slightly. Giving the other woman a softly embarrassed smile she noticed as Mercy, after finishing off her food, was tugging at the other woman’s clothing. Was there something going on that she wasn’t aware of? Did the dog know something neither of them was noticing? It always amazed her the sixth sense that animals seemed to hold, which was why she always held a quiet respect for all of her animal brethren. Though it was still strangely curious none-the-less, what could possibly be going on? Eyes slowly wondered around the area attempting to see if she could notice anything amiss in the area they currently resided in. Noting nothing her attention returned back to the other woman.

Brows raised at the lack of knowing if the other woman was in fact a watcher. Perhaps she had been hasty with her assumptions? Though the girl did fit the profile, well, kind of with the being British, but did all watchers have to be British? The sudden turning of attention back to the pup caused her brows to raise again. Just what exactly was going on here? The few words uttered brought a new realization to the blond woman. The other was a witch, and the saying having something to do with ‘Mercy’s clothes’ seemed very odd. What did a dog need with clothing? Or was this another situation where nothing was as it seemed. When Tonks as the question to Mercy a curious look crossed Tara’s face. “So, um, is Mercy, um… well, m-more then she, um, appears?”

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mercysgarage
2009-04-12 02:12 pm UTC (link)

Mercy wagged her tail towards Tonks and licked the woman's wand hand in thanks. Once she had her clothing sent behind a table inside the tent she quickly changed into human form where no one could see her. She wiggled her way into a pair of grease stained jeans and a t-shirt that read "Mercy's Garage." this was a task that took her a minute after much practice.

Dressed and human Mercy felt in her pocket for a tie and pulled her long black hair out of her face as she walked towards the two witches. "Hey Tonks." She smirked then looked towards the blonde witch and extended her hand for a shake. "I guess I need to explain then hmm?" She laughed a little. "I saw you sitting there so alone and sad I had to pay you some company of the furry kind. I'm Mercedes Thompson, just Mercy for short. I'm the Coyote, a walker, well shape shifter if you will."

Sure it was going to be awkward but Tara had to find out sooner or later what she really was. "We spoke on the journals I believe." Her human from was tall, built like a bodybuilder with skin covered in various tribal tattoos. She was still wearing the dog collar with her name on it. "I hope you don't hold my small deception against me?"

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tonks_please
2009-04-12 06:40 pm UTC (link)

Tonks grinned and tucked her wand safely away into the folds of her dress once more, and watched as the coyote trotted away. Once she'd disappeared, she turned her attention back to Tara, but felt a little bad when she saw the confusion on the other woman's face. Taking pity, she smiled at her and shrugged a little. "Mercy is about to show you, I think."

Sure enough, soon the woman came out, and Tonks ran up to give her a proper hug. She turned to Tara and waited as the dark-haired woman made her introductions to the blonde.

"I would tell you, of course, but I thought Mercy should tell you herself. So, now you know!"

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