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Bellum Anon (bellum_anon) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-03-12 23:02:00

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Fables Plot Public Post!
Who: Public
What: The Open Post for Public Threading for the Epic Fable Plot
Where: Throughout the building.
When: 12:01
Warnings: Any number of crazy things could end up in here.
Notes: Alright! This post is for public threads only, and will be run party style. Anyone can jump into a thread at any time--just use your judgment! Feel free to hop around, go to different parts of the building, and mingle through the madness.

12:01. The beginning of a new day, just broken in, still fresh. Most of the building was sleeping, as decent people ought to be at such an hour.

The building, down at its foundations, was restless. A storm had been gathering for the past week, in its joints and its doorways, in its windows and its keyholes. 12:01, the storm broke over Bellum.

It was as if the building stretched, yawned, shook itself. There was a shudder in reality, as if the air itself was nothing more than a funhouse mirror. Faster than you could snap your fingers and the thing was done, set into motion before the darkest hours of the morning had yet come around.

A twitch, a snap, a static shock.

And then the changes started.

((OOC: Alright guys, go crazy! Feel free to post your location in the header of your comment so people can do a quick visual scan for the right comment and the right location. Mingle! Chat! Fight! Tackle one another!))

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-13 07:29 am UTC (link)

The roar drew Boyd's attention, because how couldn't it. Rosalie had a hand in her cloak to draw her back from under Vlad's arm, but she moved back herself when she heard the sound.

It wasn't a wolf howl, and he was on the path, so there was no reason to be scared, even if he wasn't human. Grandmother agreed, and Boyd looked from Vlad (and his fangs) to Rosalie and back to Daniel.

She slipped free of Rosalie's grip, and she walked toward the thorns. "Over here, you two," she said, curiously moving closer and closer to the creature on the other side, her expression as stupidly trusting at it had been with Vlad a moment earlier.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-13 07:54 am UTC (link)

Oh god, it was Daniel. Any noise of surprise Rosalie made at his entrance was completely masked by his roar, and she had to remind herself that the Beast in the story wasn't actually dangerous, or at least, he didn't actually hurt anyone.

Cautiously, she followed Boyd over to the wall of thorns, glancing back once to Vlad, who was scowling at her, not making her feel at all safe or reassured. "Daniel?" Rosalie asked it quietly, unsure if he could actually talk. She raised an arm to the briers and to her surprise, they shrank back around her hand, barely allowing her hand to pass through to touch his fur.

Surprised, she withdrew it from the hole quickly and the thorns sprung back into place. They still wouldn't let Daniel through though, and Vlad was still trapped with her and Boyd in their thorny cage.

He was hungry, he said. He wanted to eat them and it was Rosalie's fault because the thorns were hers. Drawing as close to Boyd and the brambles as she could without going through them, she lifted her eyes back up at Vlad. "Okay, Vlad, it's okay, just stay over there and calm down for a second, please? Or go back into your apartment and collect yourself for a second."

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

nobleblood
2010-03-13 08:05 am UTC (link)

Vlad stopped short at the sound of the roar, his head snapping to the side in a mixture of irritation and surprise. He regarded the beast for a moment before realizing who it was - Daniel. It was a nuisance, his arrival, and he couldn't exactly feed upon either of the girls with such a creature mere feet away. The thorns kept him at bay for now, but he wasn't in the mood for a fight - he needed to build his strength first.

"Hello, Daniel." He returned his attention to Rosalie and Boyd, frowning. Calm down? She was really starting to try his patience. "You two are very, very lucky." On some level he cringed at his own words, but it was buried too deep to have any real effect. No matter... there were others in the building who would whet his appetite just as well. "Stuck, are we?" Vlad chuckled, directing his question back to the beast.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

labete
2010-03-13 08:32 am UTC (link)

The Beast that was Daniel was not in the mood for pleasantries. Familiar blue eyes narrowed through the thorny vines at the other man, and a rumble that sounded like a semi truck starting wasn't much like Daniel's voice at all. He turned his head quickly to direct nose at Rosalie's outstretched hand, but he got a face full of thorns before he could pursue it. Wincing with another roarish-yelp, he stalked a couple more paces to either side of the barrier, his attention almost exclusively on Vlad. "You bite them, I'll bite you," he managed, finally, backing up on his hind legs toward the stairs and eying the barrier as an Olympian eyes the pole vault. There were a lot of conflicting animal instincts going on, most of them outraged at the trespass in territory, and it was hard to articulate with that many teeth and a sandpaper lion's tongue. His voice was deeper too. Not Daniel's at all, or barely so.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-13 08:39 am UTC (link)

She frowned at the briars, especially when the thorns kept Rosalie from petting Daniel. That just wasn't very nice, was it? She knew it was Daniel, but the fact that it wasn't Daniel was just as prevalent in her mind, and she stood on tiptoes to try to look over the thorns better.

"Rose, make the thorns go away now, honey," she said, as if this was intentionally done, because they were very obviously Rosalie's thorns. Then she turned her head, and she looked at Vlad (who wasn't going to eat them, because he was Vlad and not a wolf at all), and back at Daniel. "You shoulda let us meet you in the lobby, fool man," she chastized, but even that was done with a curious look as she tried to wind her hand through the thorns. They wouldn't budge for her, and she sulked.

"Vlad, make the thorns leave," she ordered a moment later. "All your dead folk are screaming loud as the dickens in your apartment, and I can't make them be quiet."

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-13 09:12 am UTC (link)

Rosalie didn't know how to make the briers go away. She didn't know how she had made them grow in the first place. Backing away more, she felt the thorns melt away tightly around her, their sharp points just barely grazing her skin. And then suddenly she was next to Daniel. "Hey there," she told him softly, patting him again. It was meant to be soothing, because it seemed to Rosalie that if she had turned into an enormous animal, she would be freaked out, but her eyes were still glued to what was happening back inside the thorny curtain.

She had to get Boyd out. Hand tightening briefly around Daniel's fur, she took a deep breath and abandoned him again, ducking back through the briers. "I'll work something out," she promised, realizing that Boyd's lack of complete self-awareness was going to make it difficult for her to help Rosalie with a plan. Wrapping Boyd's hand with her own, she tried putting it through the thorns again. It went along, but the thorns scratched the back of the other woman's hand, so Rosalie dropped it back quickly, glancing once again at Vlad. "I'm sorry!" she apologized quickly, meaning it.

The thorns behind her seemed to rustle and move, molding to the shape of her back as Rosalie tried to figure out how to get Boyd back through to safety. Try to shield her like she had with the hand? Boyd was a good six inches or so shorter than Rosalie, which was small enough to protect her face with her shoulder. And if it didn't work...

Rosalie didn't know how to fight vampires. It would have to work. "Boyd, cherie, come here."

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

nobleblood
2010-03-13 09:57 am UTC (link)

Vlad was beginning to lose patience with the entire situation. The hunger was gnawing at him now, demanding that he do something to satisfy it. Daniel's threat didn't have much of an effect on him, even though he didn't doubt the beast would follow through. Still, his voice held a note of carelessness. "Really, Daniel; threats are not necessary."

Boyd's sweet, foolish innocence made him laugh. It really was a pity that she hadn't come to his apartment alone - but perhaps he could find her later, once Daniel and Rosalie had found somewhere else to be. "I would make them leave if I could. I have places to be myself, you see." The mention of his dead folk gave him pause, but only for a moment. Ah, yes - the women he'd fed upon in the past. They did enjoy screaming, didn't they? He couldn't hear them, though, which was a good thing. The noise would have only irritated him further.

It was with pure malicious pleasure that he smiled at the sight of Rosalie on the other side of the thorny barrier, moving towards the vulnerable little redhead. "You sound as though you do not trust me, Rosalie." She was right not to do so, but he would never admit that. "Do you think I would hurt dear, sweet Boyd?" Vlad ran his fingertips lightly down her cheek, his gaze lingering for a moment on her bare neck. "I would never do such a thing."

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

labete
2010-03-13 07:55 pm UTC (link)

Daniel failed to see how meeting in the lobby would have made this particular experience better. He was much more irritable in this larger form, and the smell of walking dead made him even grouchier than usual. He wasn't as freaked out as he could have been, largely because he didn't have a dream these days that didn't feature him on four legs with fur. None of them had featured fantastic agony beforehand, but maybe this was a nightmare with fun new aspects.

As Rosalie joined him on his side of the barrier, he wound around her like an extremely large cat, quite as tall as she was. He poked a very cold wet nose to the back of her neck just to make sure that she was in one piece, sneezed, then squinted back at Vlad through the thorns. He growled at him again, and backing up to give himself something of a runway, he sprang over the barrier. A tiger's tail would probably have helped the endeavor, but he had a bear's stubby one, so his balance was just a little off. He shorted it and rolled through some unhappy thorns before scrambling to his feet. The scratches stung through his fur. He ignored them in favor of Vlad, who he charged the moment he had the wits to do so.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-13 08:44 pm UTC (link)

When Vlad touched her cheek, she was momentarily confused. He wasn't a wolf. Wolves were the things she was supposed to be afraid of, weren't they? Not friends with such big.... fangs. She raised her fingers, and she touched one of Vlad's fangs curiously, without fear. It was the same thing that led Red to stray off the path, you see, this fearless curiosity. His fang was sharp and-

When Daniel scaled the thorns she paused, confused. Wait, if Daniel was worried... she stepped back, back until her back was against the hallway wall. This wasn't right. She shot Rosalie a look, then discounted her on the other side of the thorns.

"You two quit right now!" she yelled when Daniel charged Vlad. "You're friends, you fool things," she added with a stomp, her basket slipping to the floor. She stormed toward them both, and she pulled on fur. "Quit!"

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-13 09:09 pm UTC (link)

As soon as Daniel leaped the hedge of thorns, Rosalie pushed her way back through fully, meaning to catch him and get him back, and then get Boyd through the thorns. Things changed when she saw the fight. Daniel was going to tear Vlad's head off the way he was going, and however scary Vlad was acting right now, Daniel would regret that in the morning. Or if this ever wore off.

Boyd was tugging on Daniel, which left Rosalie to try to subdue the vampire. Or protect him. She pulled furiously at his shirt. "Vlad."

Seeming to sense the danger they all were in, the thorny vines were coming out of their tight walls to wrap sharp tendrils around all of the parties involved. "Boyd, look out!" She tried to tug the girl away from a vine and glared at it, half frightened, half angry. "Arrête! I don't need your help!"

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

nobleblood
2010-03-13 09:25 pm UTC (link)

Boyd's lack of fear puzzled him - Rosalie wasn't even near him and he could sense her fear, whereas Daniel was just exuding anger. But with her, there was nothing but curiosity. Shouldn't she have been afraid of him? After all, he was... he was...

Who was he?

Vlad frowned, his hand still outstretched as Boyd backed against the wall. What was he doing? Why was he thinking about sinking his fangs into her throat, warm blood rushing forth and--

His sudden confusion vanished as Daniel leapt over the wall of thorns, and instinctively he turned towards the beast with a snarl. Despite his lack of sustenance he was still more than capable of fighting, and when he got close enough Vlad lunged forward to meet the beast's attack, fingers curled into claws and digging into his fur.

It took a few moments for him to realize that Rosalie was pulling at his shirt, and his attention snapped to her, teeth still bared furiously. He looked at her, eyes narrowed, but then something deep inside him clicked. Rosalie. Vlad tore himself from her grasp, backing away from the three of them. His jaw clenched with the effort of holding himself back, fangs piercing his lip and drawing blood. "Get away from me," he hissed; the best he could manage. In another second he'd be on them again, because he was hungry and they were his prey, and no amount of willpower or friendship was going to be able to change that.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

labete
2010-03-14 02:42 am UTC (link)

Daniel had no real intent to tear Vlad's head off. (He owed the man a lot, and that was no way to settle a debt between friends.) However, he certainly didn't smell alive the way he was supposed to, and if in this nightmare Daniel was on four legs and Vlad had fangs, Daniel wasn't going to let Boyd--who he thought of as relatively helpless as it was--stand around in the hall way while he put his clammy dead hands all over her. His charge ended with his weight colliding hard into Vlad, led by one bearish shoulder. He kept his own claws and teeth out of it with the barest strings of his control, but an inch of fang was clearly visible as he brought his head back around in retaliation for Vlad's sharp scratches.

Boyd wasn't nearly strong enough to haul Daniel back with arms alone--the thought was laughable--but Daniel was barely aware of Rosalie and Boyd's immediate presence nearby. Impatient with their interference, he twisted around to bat Boyd's hands away, claws withdrawn and toes spread. It was like being struck with a very large warm pillow. Soon free, he swept a paw to one side and shoved Boyd behind him, after which he completely ignored her in favor of lunging forward and catching Rosalie by the back of the shirt with his teeth, hauling her back from Vlad like cats drag off errant offspring.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-14 02:48 am UTC (link)

Boyd did not approve of this batting around and being placed out of harm's way. Didn't he realize she was going to fix things? Humph. She looked at Rosalie, who was a fellow cub-mate in this strange scenario they found themselves in, and she sigh-sulked. "They ain't gonna listen to us," she told the other woman with fearless calm. If there was just a woodcutter somewhere, she thought, everything would be fine.

Pause.

But no, he would kill them.

That wasn't right.

She picked up her basket, and she threw it at Vlad's head. "Don't you eat him!" she screamed, though fear at the concept was absolutely not in the tone of her voice.

She wondered what it would be like to have fangs. Grandmother shook her head disapprovingly. Sigh. She never got to have any fun.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-14 03:33 am UTC (link)

Rosalie didn't appreciate Boyd throwing her basket at Vlad when she was trying to get them to stop fighting any more than she appreciated Daniel using his teeth on her pretty new dress. "No, they're not," she agreed, and then without warning, she wrapped her arms tightly around the girl and pulled her through the hedge of briars, using her taller form to protect Boyd as the plants melted away and then regrew again. Two seconds and more than a few scratches later, both women were on the other side.

Now that she and Boyd were safe enough that Daniel wouldn't have to preoccupy himself with their safety, Rosalie bit her lip and tried to look back through the brambles. Both men were two big, even without their current changes, for her to bring through the thorns the same way she had Boyd. Vlad had held back from hurting her and Daniel seemed to be trying not to use his teeth, and she thought they might be alright for a couple minutes if she went to get help to get them out. "How long do you think they'll be okay in there together?" she asked Boyd, prepared to jump back through the thorns if she had to.

Rosalie leaned back through the brambles until she could see Daniel's fuzzy form, and repeated the question to him. "I need to go get someone who can actually deal with these thorns," she explained. "To get you out. Will you be okay?" Because Rosalie wasn't about to leave if they were just going to rip each other to shreds the minute she walked away.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

nobleblood
2010-03-14 03:53 am UTC (link)

Vlad was trying to will himself into going back into his apartment and possibly barricading himself inside when he felt Daniel's weight against his chest, and even though he could have fought back, he chose to let the impact send him stumbling backwards against the wall. Something was very, very wrong; but attempting to figure out what sent bolts of pain across his forehead like someone was slicing open his skull.

He was Vlad, and he didn't want to hurt them - not even Boyd - and for a moment he believed it; but the next it was gone and he was Dracula, not this Vlad person, while the beast was an obstacle and the females were prey. A low growl escaped his lips as he took a step forward, his body torn between resisting and giving in. A heart that should have been beating was still, and lungs that should have been heaving with effort were empty. Yet he was still alive... how?

He looked up just in time to see Rosalie and Boyd disappear behind the wall of thorns, leaving him alone with Daniel. Vlad let out a roar of frustration, eying the beast with a sort of desperate hatred. "Get out of my way, Daniel," he spat furiously. "You cannot keep me here - do you know who I am? Do you truly think you can stop me?"

Yes, that was it - everything made sense now. He was Dracula, and he'd been asleep for far too long. Now he'd awoken to claim what was rightfully his: everything.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

labete
2010-03-14 07:27 am UTC (link)

Daniel flinched back as the basket hit the wall, and he rolled one eye back to give Boyd a look that was utterly Daniel. Then his attention went back to Vlad. He was too focused on him to really get a feel for the hallway other than its narrow shape--he couldn't see where the thorns began or ended. The human blue eyes were lost in the delicate shape of the feline skull as Daniel lowered his head, doggish ears pressed back against his head, teeth still bared. Rosalie and Boyd were utterly ignored; it was if they had not spoken. Yet he backed a little toward them, clearing just enough space for Vlad to get past him in the hallway--if he wanted to walk past those teeth. "You'll regret this, Vlad," Daniel said, in a voice like hard stones grinding together in oil. "When you remember who you are, you will." It was unfortunate, but Daniel's concern was R1 and the people in what he perceived to be his space. It was very beastly, and not unlike Daniel during the darker days of his imprisonment. It was only safe there, and Daniel made it safe with his presence. He couldn't keep it safe while Vlad was there--yet like him, he ignored some quiet part of himself that would have acted differently if full human thought was at his disposal.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-14 07:43 am UTC (link)

Boyd smacked at Rosalie, wishing she had another basket to throw. "Quit asking questions and go do whatever you're gonna do," she said, then she frowned across the thorns. All the fun was happening in there, and she was over here.

Here there was nothing but Rosalie, and Rosalie had no fangs, and no growling, and she was a girl. And Boyd thought this was all very unfair, especially when there was an adventure to be had and she wasn't the one having it.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-14 09:08 am UTC (link)

Rosalie hesitated and glanced once again the thorns before coming to a decision. "I'm not going down too far; yell really loudly if they get bad, okay?" She had to at least try to get someone to reverse her brambles. And the only person she knew who had said they could do anything with plants was Ella. "I'll be right back. Stay here and keep safe," she told Boyd. Then she grasped the bottom of her dress, hitching it up above her knees and gathering up the extra material so that it wouldn't trip her. She nodded once, glanced briefly at the thorns that held the transformed men captive, and took off quickly, praying that Ella would be in her apartment.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

nobleblood
2010-03-14 05:56 pm UTC (link)

Vlad made no move forward initially, head cocked to the side as he listened to Boyd and Rosalie talk. The redhead would be easier prey, so foolishly naive, but the blonde would have been a nice challenge. Both would make formidable brides, he thought, although the redhead might have been less controllable-- first, however, he needed to deal with Daniel. To completely dismiss him as a threat would be foolish, and that was something he was most certainly not. Rosalie was leaving, to get some sort of help, and this was his chance. "Who I am?" That swift confusion came upon him again, and he hesitated. Why was Daniel calling him Vlad? Unless... he was Vlad Dracula; that conclusion satisfied him. After all, he had no pulse and no need to breathe, never mind fangs and a distinct desire for human blood. What he was seemed to be a much more apt description than who.

"I know who I am." The beast's name and the man he'd once been was fading from his mind, replaced with something else - a sudden need to find Mina-- no, Helena. Lucy and Jonathan might be with her, but that was no problem. He did need to feed, after all. "Do you know who you are?"

He kept close to the wall, his eyes never leaving the hulking creature that practically filled the hallway. If he made even the slightest move to attack, Vlad would be ready for him. The thorns posed another problem, but he was immortal, wasn't he? A few cuts and punctures wouldn't kill him, not unless thorns could stake his heart and decapitate him, which he doubted. Not even that Van Helsing had been able to accomplish such a feat. "Boyd, dear," he called, his gaze never wavering from Daniel, "How would you like to help me find some... friends of mine, once I get past these dreadful thorns?"

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

labete
2010-03-15 05:57 am UTC (link)

"I'm just ugly with big teeth." Daniel opened his mouth wide, jaws gaping, teeth gleaming. His tawny fur stood on end, and he watched Vlad through eyes that were slits of distrust. "I've lost more than this. I'm not as I was, but I will be me." He spoke as if through a thick accent, all oddly shaped lips and long tongue. His head made as if to turn slightly when Vlad said Boyd's name, but when he got through his provocative question, Daniel snapped the air inches from Vlad. His teeth clapped together with a sound like a vice closing. "She stays!" he roared at him, immediately shifting his bulk between the redhead and the vampire. The way through the thorns was clear.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

bookshelved
2010-03-15 06:14 am UTC (link)

[after this]

Ella rounded the stairs to the penthouse level in a swish of inexpensive yellow, and she looked down at Rosalie, who was still climbing, her dress much more elegant than hers, and therefore harder to maneuver.

The wall of rose brambles was much taller than Rosalie had indicated. A hedge? And she couldn't see past them at her height. Looking through the thorns was a girl with a red hood, and even though she couldn't see the girl's face, she knew it had to be Red Riding Hood.

She wondered if Rosalie understood that bringing down the thicket meant freeing the vampire on the other side, but the longer she stood still, the more her own thoughts started to fade, replaced by home and father and dreams and portraits and enchanted castles and-

If she waited much longer, she wasn't sure she would have her wits about her enough to even attempt this insane feat Rosalie seemed certain she was capable of.

She walked up to the thorns, ignoring the curious look the girl beside her directed in her, and she closed her eyes and touched them. They didn't prick her hand, didn't draw blood as she expected. Instead, the sharp points under her fingers melted away into whisper-thin rose petals, and the scent of roses flooded the hallway as the entire wall of briars dissolved into a harmless pile of petals.

She looked back at Rosalie, who had just rounded the stairs. "It worked!" she said, barely hearing Red Riding Hood's happy squeal as she ran to the vampire on the other side, and not yet noticing what else was over there.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

snow_bees
2010-03-15 06:40 am UTC (link)

Deirdre had been listening at her door, trying to figure out what was happening on the other side, but the still-falling snow muted any sound that tried to filter through. At times she thought she heard voices yet, but there was no way to be sure without opening the door. At least she hadn't heard again whatever creature had made that awful noise earlier. Probably trolls, she thought, they're forever making a racket outside my castle. Something didn't seem quite right about that thought, and she tried to chase it away with little success.

Finally pulling her shoulders back, drawing herself up to as regal a height as she could be while barefoot, she undid the lock on her door and turned the knob. The second there was even a sliver of light from the corridor, the icy wind kicked up around her again and sent a drift of flakes swirling outside. It only increased the more she pulled her door open.

It took a moment for her eyes to adjust from her dim rooms to the light of the hallway, and the shock of it brought sense back to her for a moment. People gathered near the stairway, the remains of a thorn hedge falling to the ground, and...

It was the creature that made her step backward for a moment, blinking before her chin tipped up stubbornly. It was not trolls, but they were still too close to her castle.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

beaute_endormie
2010-03-15 07:30 am UTC (link)

The entire wall of brambles disappeared under Ella's touch and Rosalie smiled at her, impressed and relieved and a little closed off. "You did amazing," she said, before making another noise of alarm as Boyd ran to Vlad.

She walked over to Daniel and put a hand on his back, running it along with the vague intent of making sure he was alright, that no blood or anything came up from his fur. The sound of a door opening caught her attention, and her hand tightened against his back as a woman with red hair that Rosalie had never seen before stepped out of an apartment.

"Hello?" She said it politely, but there was an audible tenseness underneath.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

wolfishane
2010-03-15 03:18 pm UTC (link)

((From here.))

He'd already lost one meal tonight, and the wolf didn't intend to lose his second. He'd been following the girl's scent up the stairs, and up and up, past other people on other floors, ignoring them completely. Many of them would have been perfect prey, slow or confused, but he knew that the scent he'd caught was the best out of any of them. The sweetest, the most satisfying, the one he was meant to chase down. He had fleeting thoughts about a grandmother, somewhere, that he needed to kill first, then negated that. He'd killed her already.

That gave him pause. When had he killed the grandmother? Then he brushed it aside. He'd killed far too many to remember them all, she could have been anyone.

The scent got stronger and stronger, until, finally, he reached the penthouse floor. He came over the top of the stairs, padding quietly toward the group gathered there. Nowhere to hide, here, and he was on his own. He'd separated from his pack a long time ago.

He needed to get her away from these people (some of whom looked vaguely familiar) and the great....thing at the other end of the hall. It smelled off, unnatural, not like any creature he'd encountered before. He felt he could take it if forced to, but that would be a lot of unnecessary trouble.

All he could see was the red cloak, but he knew he had the right girl. He'd chased her in dreams before, the ultimate in prey, innocent and trusting, and too curious for her own good.

He stalked forward, brushing past her friends as if there was nothing unusual about a giant wolf in the hall, playing friendly. Just a big dog. If he remembered rightly, she'd been fooled by a mask of harmlessness sometime before.

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Re: Penthouse Level: 12:00 am

ex_sanguine300
2010-03-15 03:24 pm UTC (link)

By the time Boyd noticed the newcomers, she was leaning against Vlad's side, staring up at his mouth in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the sharp, pointed fangs. Pretty.

Rosalie petting Daniel didn't surprise her, but for once she didn't mind it- Rosalie and Daniel didn't want her to have any fun.

She cast a look of disapproval at the redhead who opened the door, trying to decide if her hair was a prettier shade of red. In the end, she decided it wasn't and she discounted the woman completely. The woman who'd turned the thorns in petals was backing away, which meant she was unimportant too.

"Who we goin' to see?" she asked Vlad, a sweet smile on her lips.

Then she saw the blackness of the wolf stalking toward them. Grandmother said run, and a memory said this wolf had betrayed her before, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Vlad, Daniel and Rosalie were forgotten as she ran around the circle to the stairs and down. She had to get away from that wolf.

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