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Hannibal ([info]i_consume) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2011-07-29 22:25:00

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Entry tags:bad moon, hannibal lecter, jake

Cats! (Jake)
After Amy Pond left the hospital room that Hannibal had met her in, he took himself into his office to study the bites she'd left on his skin. They weren't deep. Enough to bleed. There was a little bit of pain, but it wasn't bad. He'd felt worse.

Quickly, he took bacterial samples and mounted them on slides. He picked up a scalpel and removed the edges of one of the punctures to study. He did everything he could think of, scientifically, medically, to have the ability to look at these things in comparison to what he might become. To see if he could see the changes before they happened. He would need somebody else to take samples later. Henry, more than likely. Hannibal would be unable to work any apparatus as an animal.

He expected to become a wolf, as Amy had been. He expected it to all happen fairly quickly, as the time between her bite and her transformation wasn't very long. The latter held true. The former, well.

As the night approached, Hannibal began to feel the symptoms that Amy had experienced. He felt the burning, the itching. It amazed him, but his sense of smell increased more. He could smell spots on his office carpet where Simon had stood, though it had been some time. He could smell River on his jacket. He couldn't have imagined being more gifted in that particular area, but he was now. His body hurt as he felt the bones change. Hannibal rode the tide of metamorphosis with the same eerie quiet that he always had. Not even his pulse rate changed.

But when it was all over, and Hannibal found himself looking at the world from a different angle, he was surprised what he discovered in the mirror he'd set down for this purpose. Instead of a great wolf, he was staring back at a cat. A jaguar. Black and sleek, though he could still see his spots. A cat, coming from a canine? It really made no sense. But he couldn't say that he was unhappy with it.

Hannibal easily found his way out of the hospital and into the City proper. He was going to find Lestat, this was something that the vampire needed to see.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 03:06 am UTC (link)
Hannibal slinked in his new lithe cat form closer to the animal he smelled. The scent was familiar to the form he was now occupying, but different. Of course, he saw the little cat quickly. Hannibal blinked in amusement.

To show the little thing that he was no threat, Hannibal began to purr. It was an odd sensation, but he discovered himself to be quite fond of it.

Carefully, he stepped closer. His large paws making no sound on the ground as he moved. His tail flipping lazily back and forth.

He wasn't entirely sure he could speak in this form. He didn't think trying with this cat would be the best idea. He would keep his identity secret for now. Keep the fact that he wasn't really an animal to himself.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 03:28 am UTC (link)

Jake found himself suddenly very concerned. Why the unexpected anxiety, he wasn't sure. But he felt as though this larger cat relative was not exactly as it appeared to be. As though his perceptions were off. And the body language. There was something uncomfortable about the jaguar's body language. It just didn't make sense.

Jake's collar glowed, causing the bag with his chocolate treats and movie rental to float off to the side (where they would be safe and out of reach.) Jake felt his tail puff up unconsciously, making him look bristly and larger than he actually was. (Which was hardly very large at all -- especially when compared to a jaguar.)

Why did this cat not address itself? He thought to himself.

Something wasn't right about it.

Jake lowered his head and hissed.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 03:33 am UTC (link)
Hannibal was amused by the little cat's reactions. So puffy, and so ready to try to fight off a thing so much larger than itself.

"Oh please." He wasn't speaking in a human voice or with human language. But his mouth translated the things that his brain wanted to say without any thought at all. He recognized all of this and stored the information for later. "You're such a little thing. And why would you be so certain that I'm planning to hurt you?"

He sat.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 03:40 am UTC (link)

Jake eyed the jaguar suspiciously. There were no big cats such as these on his home planet. They had all evolved into the smaller form of felis domesticus. Why? Because there was no need for the larger bodies and the brute strength. They had advanced themselves intellectually and technologically.

His collar glowed, preparing to use his telekinetic powers if necessary.

When he replied, it was in his own language. A language he actually spoke aloud, unlike the telepathy he exchanged with the humans.

"Size is by no means a matter of strength. As a Mother once told me, the bigger they are..."

Cats were very fond of sayings, you see.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 03:44 am UTC (link)
"The harder they fall, yes." Hannibal rolled his eyes and laid down. "Don't you think that's a little drastic, however? All I've done is purr in your general direction. A sound, if I am not mistaken, that is universal among all cats to be one of happiness. At times, extreme fright, but I'm fairly sure you can tell the difference between the two."

He stretched a paw experimentally. The claws slid out of their sheathes, and he retracted them again, quietly amused.

"Your collar. I take it that it's a special thing?"

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 03:50 am UTC (link)

"Your purr wasn't translating as it should have..."

It had been neither one of contentment, nor one of fear. It had been something else entirely of which Jake was unsure how to elucidate or explain. Except that it was akin to someone trying to speak a foreign language and pronouncing the syllables incorrectly.

Don't trust him! His conscience insisted.

"It is special to me. Might not be special to somebody else."

That was a lie. It was an extremely important device. Without which, he would seem to be nothing more than a normal house cat. And he had learned from past experience that his collar was best kept in his own paws.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 03:55 am UTC (link)
"Perhaps because I am a large cat and you are a small one? Perhaps because you are a domesticated species?" Hannibal wasn't quite sure what the difference would be. He knew that cats larger than himself only purred on the exhale. He was one of the biggest to be able to purr like a small cat, but it could be different still. Between what was essentially a domesticated animal, and a wild one.

"You shouldn't worry that I would steal it. What would I do with it? I couldn't wear it. It's too small to fit around my neck and too large to function as a bracelet. I was merely wondering. It glows interestingly."

There was a yawn. An automatic thing that he couldn't help. The way his mouth stretched felt very good. It prompted him to stretch the rest of his body as well.

Being a cat was quite nice. Feeling every muscle in his body work. Feeling lazy and happy, yet strong and lethal.

"I am Hannibal."

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 04:03 am UTC (link)

The way the jaguar yawned and stretched seemed to relax Jake a bit. His tail ceased being all poofy, and within a few moments, he was back to looking normal. Had he judged this fellow feline too harshly? Granted, it was in a cat's nature to be fickle and a little bit judgmental, but Jake had always tried to not be one of those cats.

"I apologize. I have treated you unfairly, brother."

Jake sat down as well.

"The collar is a means of communication with other species. It allows me to speak to them telepathically in their own language."

It had other uses, too, of course. But communication was its most essential purpose.

"I must admit, though, it is nice to be able to speak my own tongue. I am Zunar J5/9 Doric 4-7, but most people call me Jake."

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 04:07 am UTC (link)
He waved off the apology with a flick of his tail. He wasn't angry at all about the misjudgement. He was used to it in his normal life. A lot of people assumed that he was there to do harm because of who he was.

"Really." Hannibal would have smiled, had his face been able. But he knew that in this form, it would only look like a baring of teeth. So he did the thing he'd seen cats do when they were pleased, and squinted his eyes.

"Communicating with other species. That must add a lot of elements to life. Humans only? Or others beyond that?" He eyed Jake. "You are definitely no Earth cat."

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 04:28 am UTC (link)

"Any form of life. Though, to be fair, there are some forms of life that have no need to communicate to someone such as myself."

Bacteria, for example, made for horrible conversation partners.

Jake twisted his body and chewed at his right hind leg for a moment where he had a pestering itch. Perhaps from a bug hopping on him from the grassy medium between the sidewalk and the street.

"Some of my species evolved on Earth after traveling there centuries ago. You are correct, however. I was not born there. I was born on a planet orbited by one of the Mother Ships. I didn't live there very long though. After a few weeks I began my schooling on one of the ships. Then I joined the Science Academy. Then flight school. Now I'm here."

Of course, there were other events and adventures in between. But this was casual getting-to-know-you talk. Besides, he wouldn't want to bore Hannibal.

That was a peculiar name for a feline.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 04:34 am UTC (link)
He nodded his head slightly, he was not only listening, but very interested in the things that Jake was saying. He felt as if there were other things as well, but wasn't going to push now. As long as Jake were in the City, Hannibal could find him later and inquire further.

"Tell me, if you don't mind, how one gets the name Jake from Zunar J5/9 Doric 4-7? I am unused to nicknames being so unadapted from the original monicker. Would it not be simpler to call you Zunar?"

Feeling a little playful, Hannibal stretched out his paw again, this time lightly batting at a small bug in front of the other cat.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-06 04:43 am UTC (link)

"My human friend, Frank, settled on the name Jake. He couldn't pronounce my real name. Well, I'm sure he could have if he'd practiced a little bit. But then he probably would have forgotten part of it. Jake was easier for him to remember. And for him to say. It's alright. I'm rather fond of it now."

Jake eased himself back a little bit when the large paw came in his direction. Then he, too, saw the tiny bug and his feline attention instantly became distracted by it as well. He reached out with his own paw and swatted it.

"Hannibal is an unusual name for a cat. Did a human give you that one?"

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-06 04:47 am UTC (link)
"My mother gave it to me." it was an honest reply. "It was my father's before me, and his father's. I am eighth to bear the name Hannibal."

The little bug tried to skitter away, and Hannibal edged himself forward on his belly to try to get to it. He attempted to catch it with his mouth, but found that the bug moved too fast for it.

He watched it move along the grass, unsure of why he was so interested in it. It was just an every day insect, but he felt as if he must have it. Must chase it.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-09 02:34 am UTC (link)

"Oh. I see. That makes sense. I come from a long line of Doric Fours, you see. Of course, we have such large litters, that the numbering system begins to get very complicated. So we had to begin attaching first names and numbers as well. There are technicians whose sole occupation is to determine new naming systems for future kittens. The last I heard, they were good on names for the next fifty years. That may have changed since, though."

Jake enjoyed this conversation. He enjoyed explaining his peoples' history and culture. The humans hardly ever asked him about where he came from. About what it was like. But Hannibal was different. Hannibal was interested.

Then again, Hannibal was a feline relative. It made sense.

When Hannibal showed interest in the bug, Jake showed interest in the bug. And when the large cat could not grab it in his mouth, Jake instantly pounced upon it. He didn't catch it. Not entirely. But he did clip a wing with one of his paws.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-10 11:15 pm UTC (link)
"Astounding." Hannibal murmured in the cat language. He was still very interested, but now slightly distracted by the bug. For some reason, his normal ability to run more than one thought process at once was being superseded by the insect before him. That, and the fact that he not only wanted to help Jake, but also beat Jake to the punch. "To think of having an entire team just for naming, it's a wonder that your kind aren't more often seen."

He heard the rip in the wing. It excited him. His tail puffed in a playful, curious way, and he didn't notice it. His eyes were wide and his ears pushed forward.

His big paw came down on the thing and then he lifted it to look, and it skittered away. It was entirely more fun to play with the creature than to kill it outright. To watch it stagger around and try to escape.

"Get it! Get it!" He urged Jake, as the bug moved toward the other cat's tail.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-13 12:46 am UTC (link)

"Oh, we're around. We've colonized hundreds of planets over dozens of galaxies. But we don't interact with the other species very often. They usually find us to be something of an annoyance, and definitely a conundrum. Most species look upon smaller creatures as less intelligent. Not true. We are a very advanced civilization. You have to be, when you have so many mouths to feed. Space travel was inevitable. So you've probably seen us. You just didn't know who we were."

Jake turned around quickly when the bug bounced over his tail. he stood up on his hind legs and swatted his front paws around in the air. True, he could have caught the insect easily through the use of his collar. But there was no fun in that. Even technologically advanced species enjoyed their more animal natures.

The bug jumped onto Hannibal's nose and Jake made a pounce for it again, pawing at him.

"Hold still! I think I've got it!"

He lifted up his paw.

The bug was gone.

"Or not."

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-17 02:00 am UTC (link)
The bug passed between them, Hannibal kept his eyes on it. He had Jake's paw on his nose for a moment, then it was gone, and so was the bug. He sneezed slightly, the hairs from Jake had tickled his newly extra sensitive sniffer.

Then he spotted it again. It was moving behind the smaller cat.

Hannibal paused a moment, thinking. What would happen to this cat if he were bitten by a wereanimal? Would he become human, then? Another beast? Hannibal decided that he was going to find out, though it would mean a little bit of trickery and underhandedness on his part.

He let the bug get close to Jake's tail and then lunged forward, unannounced. He took up the smaller cat's tail and bit, enough to break skin and dropped it immediately. He bounced backward, his tail low and his ears flat, but not back.

"I apologize so much, Jake. I thought I had the bug. Please, forgive my actions. I got caught up in the chase."

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-24 02:22 am UTC (link)

The yowling hiss that Hannibal elicited from Jake was ear piercing. A combination of pain and genuine shock and surprise. Jake jumped nearly four feet straight up into the air after Hannibal broke the skin on his tail. Once back on the ground, paws on concrete, Jake put some distance between himself and the jaguar, eyeing him suspiciously between nursing licks to his poor tail.

It wasn't a bad bite. It would heal. Not quickly, but it would heal with little to no damage to his favorite extremity. (He had no balance without it!) It was more of the shock that hurt him in the end.

"It's alright. It was an accident. It--"

He paused for a moment. His whiskers twitched and his shoulders hunched a bit. He felt ... wrong. He couldn't place what exactly the sensation was, but it was tingling. Burning, almost. Like his blood was suddenly on fire beneath his skin. The collar on his neck flickered like a bad light fixture.

He licked at his wounded tail again. But he was beginning to feel dizzy.

Then he coughed up a hairball.

Which, admittedly, made him feel a little bit better, but not entirely.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-25 11:54 pm UTC (link)
Hannibal watched Jake carefully, wonderingly. If this was the change, then it was happening far faster to the little cat than it had to himself. He sort of felt a little badly about that. He had meant to give the other feline some time to emotionally recover from being bitten before he had to deal with becoming something new.

He did wonder what a cat would become.

Hannibal sat and watched.

"Are you not feeling alright, Jake?" He asked, though he knew the answer already. Still, it was polite to inquire. Especially of a new found friend one had bitten on purpose and made it to seem an accident.

"If an animal could look green, I do believe that your color would be that right about now. Is it nausea from the pain? Breathe deeply, if so."

The scientist in him wished to examine the hairball, though the cat in him was incredibly offended by the idea. To get so close to somebody else's intimacy like that. My, he was a prude as a feline.

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[info]i_meow
2011-08-26 02:07 am UTC (link)

"I can't. There's something ... not ..."

Perhaps it was because he was already an animal that the change happened more quickly? Or maybe it had something to do with the fact that he was smaller, and the transmittance had a shorter distance to travel. Whichever the reason, Jake felt that something seriously wrong was happening.

He felt his bones stretching. He could almost hear them lengthening along with his musculature. His fur became thicker and more coarse. Almost prickly in comparison to how a modern day feline relative would feel. His maxillary canines grew in size and length, until they were almost tusk-like in his mouth. When his neck reached a certain width, his collar popped off and fell to the ground.

When the transformation was complete, Jake was far from the innocuous household feline. Anything but. He was nothing short of prehistoric. And feeling the bloodthirsty instincts of such.

He opened his jaws in a loud growl. A growl that almost frightened himself.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-02 01:52 am UTC (link)
Hannibal watched the transformation calmly. He supposed his own had gone something like this, though he'd shrunk and Jake was growing.

Jake also wasn't venturing far away from his feline form. Just a much older version of it. A rather extinct version.

"Unexpected." Hannibal said in a low tone. He was not worried about Jake attacking him. As with the wolf, it was either going to happen or it wasn't. Hannibal was going to do not one thing to encourage or dissuade it.

But he did look at that collar. That was an important thing to this particular cat, and Hannibal was sure he wouldn't want it getting into the wrong hands.

He'd take care of it if this big new Jake decided to run off.

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[info]i_meow
2011-09-10 02:11 pm UTC (link)

It wasn't as physically painful as he felt it ought to have been. Instead, any pain he felt he was experiencing seemed to be more of mental confusion and sudden anguish as his body took on an appearance unfamiliar to him. (The sounds of bones crunching and stretching were just toppings to already baked cake.) And when it was all over, Jake felt himself torn behind the logical consciousness that was himself and the prehistoric desires of his new formation.

He did want to run off, but he didn't. Not immediately. Instead, he found himself battling this intruding prehistoric mindset. He wanted to (needed to) think this through clearly. But he knew his thoughts were jumbled. Both in anger and in fear.

His jaws opened into another menacing growl.

It was then that he noticed his collar again.

I need that, his good sense told him. But he knew it would no longer fit around his neck.

He slipped his front paw into it before his more bestial nature took control and he forgot about it. Once he had that collar on, he felt a little bit more relieved of the fear and confusion that came with suddenly being a far distant relative of his species. But still he didn't feel like he was where he ought to be.

He needed to go someplace to think.

He snarled at Hannibal for a moment, almost accepting his sabretooth desires to attack the other (much smaller) feline. But he didn't. Instead, he ran off towards the park.

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