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Zoe Washburne ([info]warrior_woman) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2011-08-18 23:32:00

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Entry tags:bad moon, hannibal lecter, zoe washburne

The cats will play...(Hannibal)
Zoe didn't see Jesse after that morning. She wasn't exactly mad at him, but she wasn't happy with her situation either. She didn't like not being in control; she knew she'd adapt, live with it, but it put a slight damper on being the Batman.

When she went in to work, the Amazon send Alfred a quick message to explain why Batman wouldn't be patrolling the streets again. She suggested that he notify the ones who had helped rescue Jake if anything were to come up. Alfred was kind enough to send her information about werewolves, not that she was one, but it seemed fitting. She read and went home to await the change.

As night fell, she started pacing. The apartment, while spacious and rather Spartan, seemed too small. She wasn't sure if it was the coming change or just simply the need to be in motion that had her pulling on running gear again to head out to the Park. She needed to do something other than wait.

The Park felt strange, as it had the night before, and she wished she could go fight bad guys or do something more than run. She wanted to save someone, be a big damn hero. Yet, she knew that she couldn't save anyone as a really big cat, probably. The run was nice, but it wouldn't last. Thankfully on her run, she felt the pain coming before it completely incapacitated her. Finding a set of bushes, she disappeared within them to experience the shift that made her want to cryout..yet again.

Moments later, a clouded leopard appeared from the bushes, its tail trailing behind it like a banner. Now what was she supposed to do?


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[info]i_consume
2011-08-20 04:59 am UTC (link)
Hannibal quite enjoyed slinking around in the graceful cat body that he had. It felt nice. He moved so quietly, so quickly. Moreso than he did when he was in his human body, which was amazing. The smells were more intense. The sounds seemed louder. The only thing that seemed to be lacking was his sense of taste. It was not so refined in the feline.

He had taken several blood samples from himself to compare with what had been before once this was all over. He'd even discovered that he could change into the cat at will, and so he had done just that, then cut his leg on a knife left out for that purpose. Once he returned to his human form, he'd taken a sample of that blood as well.

But the time for experiments was later. Now it was the night and he felt like prowling. He left the hospital behind and made his way to the park. He wanted to see if there were any other animals out tonight.

He spotted her at once. Hannibal sniffed the air and caught a whiff of her. A her, for certain. Shorter at the shoulder than him, but longer. She was impressive. She moved like she didn't quite know what she was doing. He took her as somebody like himself, and not another zoo mistake. She was human during the day, like him.

Very carefully, Hannibal approached, he didn't want to start a fight here. Just explore. He chuffed, letting her know that he was present.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-08-20 06:20 am UTC (link)
While she could move easily on ground, Zoe felt within, her body told her she liked the trees more. She liked being at a higher level. Some part of her wondered if it wasn't simply because she was used to being so very tall, but the cat said that it was simply the nature of the beast.

She paused as she smelled something, or more noticed that she smelled something, only moments before the sound came. She turned slowly, the tip of her tail flicking ever so slightly. It trailed along behind her, lifted for balance. Habit now. She was becoming much more aware of that gorram tail.

Her head tilted slightly, another cat? Not her type. She snorted something like a laugh at the thought. A cat who liked dogs? Her nose twitched to see if the scent from the cat looking at her matched any of the area. She really wasn't looking to fight for territory; she had her own, and she really didn't want to increase it.

She waited and watched. It was actually something she was good at. At least this time she didn't just pounce. Then again, the thing she would be attacking could probably do more damage than all too happy dog.

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[info]i_consume
2011-08-25 11:59 pm UTC (link)
"You've only recently experienced the change." Hannibal said, trying out the cat language he'd discovered with Jake on this new feline. "I can see that you are still wary of your situation. Unsure of your own footing, so to speak."

He could tell, as it had happened in himself, that there were instincts in her that wanted to take over, and she was fighting them. He himself had some things he was not quite used to and his human mind balked at. And there were things that he would explore as a human that the feline mind didn't want anything to do with. It seemed very unwilling to get it's paws dirty. Literally and figuratively.

Trying to speak as a human with the mouth that he had was rediculous. But speaking in this cat language, this way of talking that didn't use the mind, and was not silent, but did not require the human looseness of mouth to navigate, was much better. And he found himself more willing to communicate with others of his own species, in a rather snobbish kind of way.

"I doubt you'll have much time to get used to it, if the other things that have happened in this place are anything to go by. But I would suggest it all the same. You'll discover yourself much happier if you are at ease with this form as much as you are with your human one."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-08-27 04:41 am UTC (link)
Zoe didn't move; her head tilted slightly. She'd already started working on exit strategies and then some. Part of it was cat instinct, the other was human. Both were deadly. Her head lifted slightly when she realized he hadn't actually spoken, not as she had with Jesse, and certainly not as Jesse had with her. An ear swiveled, listening to everything.

"I'm fine." She wasn't showing him a bit of bravado. "But thank you." The tail flicked, which was something as it was so long. This one smelled...of something. Zoe couldn't name it, but there was something that didn't fit. Almost antiseptic.

Her head turned, but the angle of her body didn't allow for a nice bit of neck for him to bite into. She gave a soft mew as her stomach was slightly more demanding in this form. Her whiskers flicked a little as she sniffed at the air, but soon her attention was back on the other cat.

"You've been here a while?" The question could have many meanings or just the one. "How do you know who is...different?"

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-02 01:55 am UTC (link)
He didn't believe that she was completely fine, but he wasn't going to argue, either. He'd discovered long ago that those who wished to convince themselves of such things were often stubborn and he didn't really want to get into it at this point.

"I've been here a great while." Hannibal gave a little bow of his head, something of a nod. "I've seen what this City does. What it likes as experiments. I don't believe that any of this will last long. One way or another it will be ended. So if you wish to experiment, you should do so quickly."

His tail curled upward and then wrapped around his feet. "The smells are different. Have you not noticed?"

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-06 05:57 am UTC (link)
Zoe's head tilted as she looked at him, sniffing again. Her stomach spoke softly for her, and she somehow managed to curse in a new way. She settled, sitting here with her long tail extended for now behind her. Her ears swiveled again.

"Experimentation is for the brains of the operation." There was a soft snort as her attention shifted to something close by. She stood slowly to all four, her eyes narrowing slightly. When did deer roam the Park? The cat watched as the small herd moved off under the trees.

"Yes. Very different. They smell like food." She looked back at him, not explaining who 'they' were.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-13 09:40 pm UTC (link)
"As they should." Hannibal narrowed his eyes slightly, a cat way of signifying pleasure. "They are just meat. They have never been human. Those animals are here for you to hunt. I notice that you are hungry. Perhaps - despite our particular species' solitary hunting habits - we could make this hunt together."

He wished to watch this other big cat as she moved. As she stalked her prey and brought it down. He could only hope that she would agree to it. Perhaps from need, or her own curiosity, he didn't care which.

"When you meet up with somebody who was originally human, you will smell that on them first."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 02:31 am UTC (link)
"The only other creature I've met was the one that bit me." There was a hint of irritation in her words. It wasn't that the Amazon was overly upset with Jesse, but why was he always the one who tended to turn her into something she had no desire to be? She didn't bother following that thought further; the deer were calling.

"He smelled like smoke. Yes." She understood what the other cat meant even if it was only in hindsight.

"Ground or trees?" While she felt she could do both, the teeth said as much, she would have preferred the trees. It allowed her to jump down on to the prey. The smaller of the large cats was already moving toward the deer, though she was angling for the trees.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 05:02 am UTC (link)
Hannibal declined to mention that she had also just met him. She would get the hang of it, or she would be constantly encountering beings that she was going to find her cat self instantly wary of.

"You take the trees. I'll come at them from below." He was very glad to be given this opportunity to hunt while in this state. It would be remiss of him to pass up the chance. The experience.

There were skills he could hone, or gather, from this feline form.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 05:09 am UTC (link)
Zoe had smelled the hospital on him; it would be hard to explain no matter what form she was in. Her tail flicked slightly, and that was all she needed to take to the trees. Cats weren't bad in trees, but her current body was made for them.

She didn't see any low hanging branches, so she was required to climb. Any cat could climb, more or less, but again she seemed more suited for this. The tail trailed out behind her as soon as she found a branch that would support her weight. Once there, the Amazon turned clouded leopard was moving rather easily from branch to branch, slipping through the leaves as if she was meant to be there.

Some of the deer were busy eating the underbrush, while others were playing lookout. For the moment, none of them had noticed that they were being stalked by two cats.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 05:14 am UTC (link)
He watched her with an easy appreciation. She was conforming to her new shape very well, and allowing the instincts to take control of everything. She moved with a lovely grace. He had to wonder, of course, what she was like as a human. They had not exchanged names, so there would be no way to track her. Yet.

There was a chance, though, that he would recognize her human smell when they were both back to normal. There wasn't much of it, even for a cat's nose. But maybe there was enough.

What a pleasant thought.

When she moved onto her branch, Hannibal started his own stalk. Both of them moving at once might have alerted the deer to one or the other of them. This way, if they heard him, she'd have the ability to continue, and vice versa.

But they took no notice. They were well and truly deer of the purely animal persuasion. They flicked their tiny stubs of tails and raised their heads occasionally, but didn't seem to be very alarmed about anything going on around them.

He kept one eye on the cat above him, tracking her as easily as he tracked the deer. Watching for when her muscles would tense for the pounce, ready to time his own to that exact moment.

Hannibal and the cat were made for one another.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 05:29 am UTC (link)
Zoe was a killer. She knew she was. She could say she was a soldier, doing her duty, but she knew that she was still a killer. Her recent bout with the Joker reminded her just what she was. Of course, she could now say she was doing it for the wellfare of the City, for its citizens, even if those citizens were gorram crazy sometimes.

She paused, watching the cat below. He was more eager than she for this little hunt. Zoe wasn't sure he was doing this simply to eat. There was something more, but then she wasn't the most trusting person, or cat. The only person so far she hadn't minded being around in this form had been Jesse, and even that had been awkward.

The scent of the deer made her drool. The cat knew exactly what it wanted to do, and while she didn't understand how it was possible, seeing as she had no idea cats could do it, she gave in. The cat body shifted on the branch and was soon crawling down the branch, hovering just a little to the side of the intended victim. The deer was either completely lacking in natural instincts or just that secure. What made Zoe's crawling trick unique was the fact that she was hanging from the branch rather than walking on top of it.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 05:36 am UTC (link)
It was impressive, the way she maneuvered.

Hannibal took a brief moment to appreciate the acrobatic skills that her type of feline harbored. He had a feeling that should he try the same thing, it would not be nearly as successful. Not even remotely. He was a ground cat. While he could climb that tree and rest in it, maybe even play in it a little bit, he was not built for hunting from it as she clearly was.

He could see now that her especially long tail was a very good stabilizing feature for her climbing and moving along the branches with great ease.

When he was close to the other creatures, he got low to the ground and laid his ears flat against his head. He flicked his tail to get her attention and flicked it again to signal that he was ready any time she was.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 05:46 am UTC (link)
If she got the signal, Zoe gave little show of it. Instead, she waited, watching. By now, Hannibal could probably see just how long those fangs were in that small head of hers, relatively speaking. They were almost the size of a tiger's.

She didn't make a sound as she "pounced" a deer that got closer. For a brief moment, the human side of Zoe wasn't sure what was going on. The body felt odd, and she had no idea how she was now going to attack something that was a little bigger and possibly stronger than her. The cat side arrested control before anything could go terribly wrong.

It wasn't until the deer bucked beneath her, that Zoe the human realized what she had done. The hindpaws hadn't let go of the branch at first, holding on as the long body stretched. Claws extended, and fangs were bared. It seemed as if it wasn't until the cat knew it would actually catch the prey that the hind legs gave a final push to finish the pounce.

The bucking did nothing but cause more rending of the deer's hide. Fangs soon buried into the deer's tender neck from behind; the small large cat held on, crushing the neck as the deer fought to be free.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 05:51 am UTC (link)
Hannibal moved with her, but not in the same way. She sprang from above, and he took one from below. He stayed low and concealed in the brush nearby until he got close enough, and made his move. He was not so sneaky about it as she was. Once he was there, every deer that was not currently being attacked by a big cat scattered.

But she had hers, and he most definitely had his. He had launched himself from the ground and gone right into the side of the beast. Knocking it off it's balance while he gained better purchase. His back claws dug into the flesh on the side of the deer's belly while he wrapped his forepaws around it's neck. It bled where his claws dug in there, too.

His teeth were used to tear a big whole where the deer's jugular was, an act that might not have entirely been the cat's. Hannibal knew well what would kill a living thing.

It was down before it had a chance to try to fight back.

Hannibal looked to his companion, narrowing his eyes in delight and appreciation of her hunting skills. Licking the red from the sides of his muzzle. He gave her only a moment of his time, however, as he had fresh meat to tend to.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 05:57 am UTC (link)
The deer fell soon enough, and Zoe remained where she was, hugging the beast in a way. Death was strange when it was done so close, so very personal, and while the cat was more than happy with the kill, the Amazon wanted to appreciate the deer. That and she needed a moment to keep her mind from reeling. Finally she released the hold of neck and body and stood, licking at the blood on her muzzle.

It was disgusting, or would have been, had Zoe not decided that this was how she would eat. She'd eaten worse, and she'd seen worse, so she told herself. She'd enjoy this meal, seeing as she'd fought for it. There was some part of her that wanted to tell Jesse about this, and she wasn't sure why she felt the need to share.

The cat ignored the silly thoughts that would lead nowhere as it was. There was meat to be had, and Zoe fed as she was meant to in this strange cat body.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 06:08 am UTC (link)
There was a lot of deer and Hannibal was full before he'd had a full taste of everything he wanted to know. The cat's tastebuds were slightly different than his human ones. He was tasting the meat in a different way than if he'd killed and was eating raw deer on a normal day.

The meat was still warm from the life of the animal, and he could taste that just as much as he could taste the fresh blood and tender steak. He had even crunched through a bone to try the marrow, finding it nice but not worth the effort it would take in this current body to get at the rest.

He longed to test the fatty meat of the brain, but didn't think it would be what he expected it to. The heart had not been as it was for him as a human. It had been mostly just hard to chew with his current teeth. They were sharp, but they were not made for the grinding that such strong muscle took.

There was a feeling that should he have actually been a wild animal, he would have stashed this creature away for later. As it was, he felt no need to pay attention to it much at all now that he'd had his way. He sat beside it, slowly cleaning his paws as if reviling in the ecsasy of his kill and his meal. A look that Baba Yaga, or even Lestat, would have recognized immediately.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 06:15 am UTC (link)
Zoe ate until she was full, and she was slightly disappointed that there was so much left. The cat and the Amazon both understood what it might mean to be without, and neither liked waste. Her head lifted, and she sniffed the air. She was surprised she could smell anything beyond the kill.

She licked absently at her muzzle, starting the cleaning. She continued to sniff then relaxed a little. There were scavengers about, and she was more than willing to let them have the rest of her meal. She had no problem with scavengers, she'd been one at one time.

She lifted from her hunch near her kill; it had gone well, and the meat wouldn't go to waste. The cat didn't like that something else would be eating the food, but Zoe was strong enough to push that little worry aside.

"It was a good hunt." She didn't know if they could have done better other than sharing the meat, but it would probably have been a bad idea. The two cats weren't the same, and sharing didn't really seem like something either could do easily as they'd just met each other.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 06:22 am UTC (link)
Hannibal smelled them too, the others. The ones that were waiting for the predators to leave so that they could have the rest of the meal. His own feline mind wanted to chase them off, to keep them from taking what was rightfully his, but like his companion, knew that he would not come back to it and the meat was better off in other jaws.

He had not even for a moment considered that the two of them should share a kill. He knew that he would not do so with this cat, not only because she was not the same genus as he, but because he did not think that she was the kind of person as a person who would enjoy the types of things he had done to his own carcass. Better that she be occupied with her own some distance away.

"Very satisfying." Hannibal agreed. He began to walk out of the clearing, back in the direction that they had started. Hoping for her to follow. He was not quite done with her yet.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 06:25 am UTC (link)
Zoe didn't follow right off. She watched the cat walk away, but her attention was on the others, they were coming closer. Her tail flicked for a moment, just the tip. The cat wanted to hiss, to do damage to those who thought this was now their kill. Zoe wanted to go home and get clean.

She turned soon enough, taking to the trees as soon as she was able. While she didn't mind going back to the clearing, she wasn't going to do it on the ground. She would go where she had the advantage, and for now, the trees would give her that.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 06:33 am UTC (link)
When he was away from the fresh corpses, and out of the way of the scavengers, Hannibal took a seat on the grass. It felt new on his paws, a sensation he didn't have normally. It was soft and giving yet sharp simultaneously. As if he could feel every individual blade. Something the bare bottoms of his feet would not have picked up. There were some things beyond even his tactile sensitivity.

He had heard her take to the trees again, that slight scraping of he claws against the bark, the sharp and sweet smell of the tree being pierced and weeping.

"I am very impressed with your climbing abilities. I have never seen such a thing." He said it as if they belonged to her specifically. There was a bit of a feeling in him that not every movement she made was the cat, just as his were not. She had to have some experience with this kind of thing in order to be so comfortable with it. There had been no hesitation in the actions she'd taken, something that someone else would have felt unsure about. He, himself, would not have been so easy going were his cat brain to tell him he could hang from a tree almost like a monkey. He was not like that in his day to day life.

But the killing, that had come very naturally. The stalking, the killing, the blood, the death. All of that was very easy for him. Now that he knew what it felt like as a cat, he was sure to include bits of it that he could in future endeavors.

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 06:42 am UTC (link)
Zoe didn't jump down into the clearing, but rather stretched out on a branch nearby. She was very comfortable with her stomach full. Her long tail hung down a little from the branch. Though she may have looked as if she were totally relaxed, anyone who knew cats and anyone who knew Zoe would know that she could and would defend herself.

"I didn't realize cats could do it either." While Zoe wasn't a climber, she was used to being put in situations that required almost impossible physical actions. She had long ago learned to trust that her body would know what its doing, especially when she was too tired or wartorn to think clearly.

"I knew they liked trees, but this one takes it beyond the simple climbing trees." Zoe's cat knowledge was a little limited as animals weren't all that popular on ships. They didn't come around much during wartime either, unless it was the scavengers. She had understood them then too. It wasn't pleasant, but they served a purpose.

"You felled yours quickly." Her paws stretched, showing that they were certainly more flexible than the normal cats. Her tail swayed ever so slightly. Nothing suggested that she was afraid or bothered by the other cat. What was bothering her at the moment was the desire to stretch out and watch the world go by under the tree she'd picked out. She needed to get back to her things and get home.

For now, she'd talk to the other cat, waiting out the desire.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 06:49 am UTC (link)
"Far beyond." He agreed. He would remember what she was and look up the details of it later. "Your type of cat is definitely more at home in those branches than it is on the ground. You move as if you had never known anything else."

Hannibal cleaned a stray spatter of blood from between his toes. Even cold it was still good.

"I had a desire, when I was killing it, to bite through it's skull. While I might have ordinarily listened to the instinct, it seems much quicker to actually proceed with the classic tearing of the neck and jugular. Though I suppose if I get another chance, I will just let the cat take over and do as it will." He thought a moment. "I suppose, considering I may not get another chance, I should have done that this time."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 06:58 am UTC (link)
"I could have hunted on the ground." Zoe didn't know how she knew, but she did. "Different angle, but same result." She flashed him her rather large canines. "Have a feeling this are very useful."

She wasn't sure about the skull biting. She didn't exactly have that desire. The only desire she'd had that she hadn't listened to was keeping the meat for herself. It didn't make sense, and she refused to waste anything. Her tail flicked slightly as there was still some annoyance in the cat that the meat would go to those who didn't do the actual killing. It was her meat, gorram it.

"You give into the body, even if you don't like it. As you said before. You have to trust the instincts." Zoe had gotten a good bit on her own instincts, which oddly enough told her to follow the cats. This was her body after all, even if it was strange. She hadn't realized she'd settled in to cleaning her paws until she was lowering one only to lift the next one. Well, that was just a little disconcerting.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 07:05 am UTC (link)
Hannibal's lip twitched in what might have been a smile. He would have liked to see her hunt in another way, but doubted that would happen. The City didn't usually let these little things go on for very long. He doubted that in the time he had he would be able to seek her out for another hunt.

As for giving in to the body, she really didn't have any idea who she was talking to. Hannibal could have used just his claws to kill that deer. Having used weapons very similar in shape to do just that to humans. He had let the cat take him as far as he could before the desires just didn't fit with what he was used to. Such as biting through the skull. He knew his jaws were powerful enough in this form, knew that his teeth were strong and sharp enough, but he'd not gone with it. Instead, he'd taken a path he knew would work fast.

"It's not that you like the blood." He assured her, watching her eyes as she discovered what she was doing. "It's just the cat's need to be clean. If you wanted the blood, you would have had more of it at the kill. You went for the meat."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 07:13 am UTC (link)
Zoe mewed as if his explanation wasn't really what she'd been bothered by. She allowed herself to continue the cleaning; the taste of the blood was interesting, but she really didn't care. The cat would be clean, and she would have one less thing to worry about.

"Let's say I let the cat go without thinking about it." She meant the cleaning. Her tail flicked again, and for a moment she was still. She sniffed at the air, her ears swiveling back a little. There was something on the air that she didn't like. Or the cat didn't like. At the moment she was having a hard time deciding.

Then just like it had come, it was gone. The City did not have Reavers; it had never had Reavers, but for a moment, there was the smell. She looked back to where they'd fed, sniffing again. Perhaps it was the scavengers, that hint of walking death and decay. But, that wouldn't explain away the metal and burning smell. Her attention finally came back to the other cat, not that it had ever completely left him.

"You like the blood." It was a statement. She didn't know how she knew it as she'd never seen him or the type of cat he was in action. "Guess there are animals who do. Hell, some men do." She wasn't condoning the need, lust for blood, but it was a simple fact that there were beings who liked it. Vampires aside, of course.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 07:20 am UTC (link)
He didn't know what she smelled, if it was something that she knew from a time previous to being a cat, or if it was just on a strand of wind that caught her only, but he didn't react to it. It was nothing significant to him. The smell of scavengers was what he caught when he sniffed the air.

"I do." There was a bit of a purr in his voice now. Contented from everything he'd done, happy to be what he was, where he was. Glad, even, that he'd been able to share it with another cat. One who was an amazing specimen at that.

"I will tell you honestly, though, that it is not the cat who enjoys it. The cat is just as blasé about it as yours is. It would lick the blood clean and not think anything about it."

It was fair to share as much. She didn't know him. She would not be able to find him in the ways that he could find her once all of this was over. They could meet face to face in human form and she might possibly detect him from his speech patterns, but so very few people notices things like that.

"I, on the other hand, find it very intriguing. Did you notice that it has a slightly different flavor when it is cold from when it is warm?"

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 07:31 am UTC (link)
"It is blood." Zoe hadn't been paying that much attention. This was not a learning experience for her, not as it was for him. She had to learn to trust her instincts, and that was what she was learning. She had to accept killing again; she'd gone years without killing here in the City. She'd done it, and it had been the right thing to do. Now she had to accept it; she hadn't been doing that as well as some might think.

"Are you curious about it as a man in a cat, or as a man?" It did make a difference. "One of those people with a scientific mind?" She was simply asking. Thankfully the questions didn't come out as they would have had she been human, with just a hint of distaste. She knew what those scientific types did, but then some of what they did was good. She also knew asking it put her definitely out of that particular mindset. She was not one of them. She was not what she considered to be an intellectual; that wasn't to say she was stupid, but she wasn't one for more book learning than she needed. Learning for learning's sake was not a luxury she had ever really had.

She stretched a little and lifted up to sit rather easily on the branch. She did belong up here, and for a moment, she just existed as the cat. She missed being off the ground, and as soon as she was human, if she could, she was going to take the Batmule for a spin. She thought for a moment of getting Jesse to go for a ride, but she suspected for now she'd have to fly alone.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 07:41 am UTC (link)
"As a man." He answered honestly, again. "The man in the cat is more focused on movement, sensation. The way things feel against fur instead of skin. The sensitivity of the whiskers, which has no real counterpart on a human being. How quiet the strong legs can be, while not even trying to."

Hannibal rolled onto his side, an act of falling to the desires of the cat that he wanted to experience more of. It wanted to lay down, and so he did. The grass went up his nose a little and he sneezed.

"I suppose you could say my mind is scientific, yes. I tend to look at things analytically. Though I am also very tied to instinct and emotion. Perhaps a strange mix. Yet, there it is."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 07:49 am UTC (link)
"You want to know what you can." Zoe didn't say "know it all." She didn't think anyone could know it all, not even River or Mr. Universe. In both cases, they had something helping them; they weren't average. Zoe wanted to know what she needed to know although she was never fond of need to know basis. Need to know basis usually meant who ever needed to know, really needed to know, knew nothing.

There was a soft grunt at the sneeze. It was amusing that the confident, arrogant man in the feline suit sneezed on accident. If she had known him as a human, he'd be high on her list of people to keep an eye on. Men who liked blood, even if they were in certain professions like doctors or butchers, tended to have a drive for getting at the blood. Rarely was it something that ended in the good.

"So, what is it you want to know now?" Zoe wasn't like him; she had no desire to discuss the experience she'd just had with him. She'd needed to eat, so she fed. There were now two carcasses being fed upon by scavengers, and she'd accepted that too. It was simple fact of life.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 07:54 am UTC (link)
"Knowledge comes in many forms, and I have not yet met a form that I disagreed with."

Okay, maybe that time in jail he'd disagreed with. Losing Lady Murasaki he'd disagreed with. But he'd gained things from those experiences. How to keep from getting caught or being suspected in the future (though his future self in the books made such a simple mistake and gotten himself thrown in for life), how to love (and so much more from Murasaki).

But in most other things, he'd been fond of the learning, the process and what was gained from it.

Hannibal sat up a little. "I have seen on programs, and read, how big cats are not only excellent hunters, but are as playful in nature to their smaller cousins. I would be most interested in experiencing this. Allowing the cat to take over in that manner."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 08:06 am UTC (link)
"You want to play?" Zoe's brow would have lifted if such things were possible. She couldn't believe that he actually wanted to play with her. Or in general.

Zoe could fight, and she knew size didn't always matter when one knew how to use a body. But, playing could be out and out deadly in this situation. She knew nothing about the other cat, and she'd already seen it kill. She knew that the man inside probably wouldn't mind tasting her blood. The Amazon did not want to the be cat curiosity killed.

"You'd understand if I didn't join you." She took a few steps along the branch she'd been using as a bed/seat. "You're a little bigger, and would probably have me down for the count quickly. Unless that's something you like." Then she definitely would not be staying.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 08:11 am UTC (link)
"I don't mean that we should play fight." He laid back down again. "I mean play. Chase. Wrestle. Have you not seen these sorts of things in cats? They are seemingly distracted by such little things. Rolling balls, string. Not just the little ones, either."

His tail thumped on the ground a little. Hannibal was getting the idea that she didn't want to take part in this. He didn't think he could successfully play on his own. Not as he was imagining it.

"There is a lake in this park. We could swim."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 08:16 am UTC (link)
"No, actually, I haven't." Zoe had a hard time with the idea of large cats, especially one as large as the one she was currently talking to, playing with balls, string, or anything else. She'd always imagined large cats either eating, terrorizing some area, or stretched out napping. That was if she thought much about them at all.

"You're strange." She jumped from one branch to another, moving easily enough along it. She hadn't meant it as an insult. If she wanted to insult someone, she'd put more into it than that. She found where she wanted to come down, and rather than jumping as she could have, she climbed down it, face first. Another thing she didn't realize cats could do.

"You remind me of the dog that bit me. He wanted to play...fetch." The word had escaped her, or more she'd gotten distracted by something. It wasn't the same smell as before, thankfully. No, it was his tail moving in the grass. She grunted softly at herself once she realized what was moving.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 08:23 am UTC (link)
"You have no idea." He closed his eyes and just smelled everything around them. The night smelled wonderful. He opened his eyes again as her scent got stronger, signifying her approach.

He missed her descent from the tree, which he would have appreciated very much.

"Fetch? Good for you that I don't wish to play fetch, then, isn't it? I would hate to bore you with games you've already tried." Hannibal tended to think of the cat games as a little more sophisticated, though he wasn't going to say so.

"You were bitten by a dog, and became a cat?" He thought a moment. "A regular dog? Not a wolf?"

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-16 08:29 am UTC (link)
"Oh, he wasn't regular." Zoe had indeed approached, settling down just a yard or two away from him. They could both easily cover that much ground quickly, and she had no idea how good a climber he was. "He wasn't a wolf, no. He had been bitten by a bear."

She didn't mind sharing this information. What could possibly come of it? There were other ways to find someone. She hoped that this someone, the human side of him, was not someone she knew. Though, the way he acted...It was almost as she were speaking with Simon Tam when he first boarded Serenity. There was something about it.

"Fetch wasn't bad. It was odd that he wanted to play it. Then again, he is a simple man with simple desires." She had no real problem with that last bit; she liked a man who didn't have complicated wants and wishes. That didn't mean he was truly simple; it just meant he didn't want more than he should. He didn't overreach.

"You? What were you bitten by? A wolf?" That was what he had asked about after all. It didn't take a genius to follow that line.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-16 11:22 pm UTC (link)
"A dog, bitten by a bear, makes a cat." Hannibal was quiet for a long moment, working it out in his head. "No, that doesn't make any sort of sense at all. I was hoping briefly that it would be a pattern of some kind. But there is none."

He didn't really like that. He had a feeling that in any other world, this would have more sense to it. Here, it had none. Like most of the other things the City consisted of.

Hannibal didn't comment on her dog friend and his love of fetch. He couldn't really say anything to it anyway, could he? He was also asking her to play.

"Yes. A wolf. I think by one of the first to change, actually. She had no idea what was happening, which the other animals I have met did not share. She was frightened and in a lot of pain. I believe she may have been the origin of the mess, if not the very top of the chain, then close to it. I don't believe I am the only one she bit."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-17 05:12 am UTC (link)
"The City doesn't make sense. Kind of the only sense to make of it." Zoe's own tail curled slightly around her. The thing was long, longer than any other cat's, but it was still very mobile. It rested over her feet, the tip tapping at the grass.

"The origin was probably the naked male. He was the first to be seen, if he wasn't a simple streaker." As if streaking were ever really that simple. Her ears swiveled slightly, listening to the world around them. She had no problem with the darkness, not as a cat anyway, but she knew she couldn't forget who and what she was completely. The City might not need a Batman, but it did need someone to look after it. Most times.

"Perhaps at the top. Do you know who she was?" She had to ask. It had to be asked. If the girl could be stopped, then maybe there wouldn't be as many shifting types. While the other cat thought this would be over quickly, there could always be a chance that the City would make something drastic and devastating last much longer than usual.

"What game did you want to try?" Her paws stretched in the grass under her tail, kneading it a little between the more flexible toes.

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-21 07:51 am UTC (link)
"Undoubtedly." Hannibal agreed. The naked male was the only logical choice for the origin point. The escaped wolf and the man had appeared on the same day, yet very few people had put two and two together.

"I do know who she was." He, in fact, had her medical file in his office. "We had occasion to exchange names before she began her ordeal. She didn't leave in a timely manner, either."

Hannibal curled in on himself a little, feeling the bones of his ribcage twist and bend with him in a way that no human body could manage. It was delightful.

"There are plenty, and I've named a few. Do any of them strike your fancy?"

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-22 12:41 am UTC (link)
Zoe watched him, the tip of her tail still lightly beating at the grass. If they had been human, she may have been able to read him a little better. Her ears swiveled picking up noises that normally she'd never hear; she hadn't realized until just now that she had been listening for whatever had made that smell - Reavers?

"Who was she?" Zoe had no intention of hurting the woman if she didn't have to. She needed to know who it was, if that could get her on the right track of fixing whatever this was. Not that Zoe knew how to even go about righting this particular wrong.

"Chase or wrestling may be of interesting, but both could lead to someone being hurt. I try to minimize the damage done." To her body anyway. There were times that she'd had to cause some very extreme damage to get her point across. "Balls are no where to be seen. Swimming..." She paused. "No, the only thing I wish to do with water right now is drink it."

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-23 09:06 pm UTC (link)
"A young redheaded Scot named Amy." Hannibal answered. There was a lot more information he had on her, but if he started to give that, the other cat would wonder how he'd gotten it. He didn't wish to reveal too much about his occupation. He would be very easy to find if he did.

"No swimming." Hannibal was a little disappointed. His cat very much wished to go into the lake and play. But if her cat did not want that, he would have no way to force the issue.

"I don't see how chase could end up with somebody getting hurt. It's not like it's full contact tag." Hannibal bent his head and licked his paw again. She was so difficult. "We could make rules."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-09-24 06:35 am UTC (link)
The information wasn't as helpful as she would have liked; it really could lead anywhere. The Amazon in a cat's body shifted her weight a little as she watched the other cat. He wasn't telling her everything, but there wasn't many ways for now that she could get what she wanted. He was bigger. She could fight him, but...

"No swimming." Her eyes narrowed as he didn't seem to understand why chasing could end with someone being hurt. "Animals begin the chase, and they forget. What happens when they catch what they're after? Even humans can get a little...aggressive when what is being is caught."

She stood at all fours and rolled her long back, stretching out her tail, creating a rather long line. Soon she was moving slowly toward him.

"Animals do not follow rules. Not even humans follow all rules." She was very close now, her eyes locked on his. Her head tilted slightly. "How do you know I won't bite you in the heat of the moment?"

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[info]i_consume
2011-09-30 07:16 am UTC (link)
Hannibal listened to her explanations of the complications of chase. She was right about most of it. He couldn't deny that fact. He thought that she might be forgetting that they were both of the big cat variety, and not on each other's menus in nature. She seemed to think that he might try to kill her once he caught her.

It was a little ironic, in a way. If it were another day, and he weren't a cat, that might be the case. What he wanted right now was honestly just a game. Just to play. He would have given his word on that, but it would have clued her in to other things.

"A bite is easily forgiven." Hannibal shrugged one shoulder, something that wasn't pulled off very well. "Our skins are thicker than you seem to give them credit for, and our fur further deflects teeth and claws. It has to be a fairly vicious and purposeful movement to get through and cause damage."

She really needed to be more familiar with animals. Hannibal had never met anybody who was so unknowing.

"But if you do not think that chase is acceptable, you come up with a game."

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[info]warrior_woman
2011-10-01 11:42 pm UTC (link)
Zoe actually wasn't concerned about whether or not he might kill her, but she wasn't going to make any distinction on who she thought would do the actual killing. The cat, while facing a slightly larger cousin, and the woman, while facing an animal she was only aware lived as of now really, both were pretty certain that the larger cat would die should that be the desired end result. When she pounced Jesse, it had been the cat and woman acting together; the body moved as the mind, no matter which, wanted.

"How many cat skins have you bitten through?" That was a tricky question, or one that could be. The smaller of the two moved closer, curious to see a cat this close. It wasn't exactly a common thing after all; the cows and beagles had been...an interesting experience for the usually space bound first mate.

There was only a slight shift in body that might signal that the cat was about to pounce, and whether he stopped her...No claws were out, and no fangs bared. It was a simple pounce of a very long body.

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