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

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Entry tags:plot: fables

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: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 02:08 am UTC (link)
He'd gotten about halfway out onto the fire escape before the sheer strangeness of the surface under his paws had made him look down. And down, and down. He wasn't afraid, but it did make him cautious. He hadn't realized how high up they were, impossibly high, mountain high, and when you'd been raised in a forest...

No, that wasn't right. He looked at the space between the two fire escapes and growled. He wanted to try jumping it but wasn't foolish enough to do so. No prey was worth leaping to his death. Not even this one. He paced a little, teeth bared, trying to decide what to do, growling low. He couldn't just give up. And she wouldn't believe him if he feigned the tame, innocent dog again. Meanwhile, her voice tugged at all the strange, unsettling sensations of familiarity that had been teasing at him all night. It was confusing, and a little frightening--he had a feeling that pain was there, if he tried too hard to puzzle it out, and he shied away from the potential sting, an animal reflex.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 02:13 am UTC (link)
"You got two options. Either you lie on down right there, and me and you can talk. Or you can go back inside. But it ain't real nice to keep trying to eat people, you know. There ain't no reason for it," she scolded, comfortable in her safe spot.

She considered reaching through the bars and across to try to touch his fur, which looked black and soft, but Grandmother said no, and she sighed. "Why don't you go take up with Rose and that Beast, woman?"

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 02:18 am UTC (link)
He didn't lie down, but he did stop pacing, eying her with something like suspicion. This had to be another elaborate trick.

Then again, why would she need to? She was over there, he was over here. And he unfortunately lacked the thumbs to get into the apartment next door, assuming it wasn't locked, and she'd already have climbed back over and left through his apartment by the time he reached the fire escape. The chase was stalled, at least for now.

"Hungry," he said finally. His voice sounded odd, not really like his own, with a growl and teeth in it. "I could take the thing," he said. "I could kill it, maybe. But I'd end up hurt, or dead too. Lot of trouble for no good reason."

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 02:23 am UTC (link)
She considered his words carefully. "If I get you something to eat, will you quit trying to eat me?" she asked, her voice uncertain. "And you better not even think of tricking me, or I'll shoot you between the eyes, you hear me?"

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 02:26 am UTC (link)
The growl amped up again. "You had better not trick me," he said. He was tired from the chasing and his stomach was still empty and aching, like he hadn't eaten in days. If she disappeared and didn't come back, he was going to give up and just go eat one of those women he'd seen upstairs. If she came back with food, though, he might be able to forgive her leading him on a wild goose chase. And getting him wet. Twice.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 02:31 am UTC (link)
She nodded, and she climbed up the fire escape, up, up, up. Once she was halfway to the tenth floor, she looked down at him. "You go on to the tenth floor, and don't you be eating no one one the way," she said sternly.

She didn't wait to see if he followed her instructions, instead she climbed across to the escape outside 1007. "Wait outside the door, and I'll let you in once I'm ready," she told him, and then she climbed in her window.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 02:35 am UTC (link)
He watched her climbing up, unsure of whether or not he should attempt to follow or run out into the hallway, pacing a little again. This way, though, he could at least see where she went.

When she went back inside he leapt over the window ledge, landing hard in the middle of his living room, then slipped back out into the hall. He took the stairs up, but not at the breakneck run of before.

He came to a halt in front of 1007, following a familiar path at a strange new vantage point. More things were coming back now, though he continued to ignore them, or at least try. He knew this apartment. He knew it was hers.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 02:44 am UTC (link)
She found the one item in her freezer that was meat based - Filet Mignon - and she pulled it out for him, letting it thaw. She wondered if she should microwave it a few minutes, so it smelled bloodier, and she decided it couldn't hurt. She zapped it for a second, and she pulled cheese and cold cuts out too, and she piled everything on a serving plate that had belonged to Grandmother. For her part, Grandmother was busy lecturing her in the background, all about people Red couldn't remember at present beyond just the bare basics - Rose, Daniel, Shane, Vlad, blah, blah, blah.

Now, getting the food to him was going to be a problem, because she wasn't silly enough to just invite the wolf inside. She bit her lip and considered the problem.

She quietly climbed onto the fire escape with the plate of food, set it on the escape of 1006, and she cracked the front door of the empty apartment as quietly as she could, before running back to the safety of her own fire escape as fast as her feet could carry her.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 02:52 am UTC (link)
Shane saw the door open and nosed it open further. He saw her only as a fleeting image as she went back out onto the fire escape, and he followed. He didn't chase her, though the impulse to do so was strong, and he padded cautiously out onto the fire escape, even higher than the last.

There was food there, on a plate.

He tore into the steak, which caught his attention first. It wasn't fresh, it wasn't even really warm, but it was raw and it still had some blood in it, and it was good. Normally being fed by a human girl would have seemed disgusting, but he was too hungry to care. He spent a good few minutes tearing into it, forgetting her completely. He didn't look up again until he was gnawing at the bone, blood on his muzzle and his teeth. He dropped it, finally. "It wasn't a trick," he said, the closest she'd likely get to appreciation, and he nosed at the plate. The cheese didn't interest him, but the cold cuts did. He laid down in front of the plate and pulled them off with his teeth, upending the plate and sending some of the food to fall through the grating.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 02:56 am UTC (link)
"We gotta teach you to eat neater," she said, watching the food fall through the grating, then looking back at him. "And you're awful dirty, even after falling in that pool twice." She said this last bit with a smug little smile.

Grandmother and Mother were gnashing their teeth inside, and she sighed at them. "He can't get over here, and that means he ain't gonna eat none of us," she said with utter surety. She was smarter than the wolf, you see.

Maybe she would even keep it.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 03:00 am UTC (link)
He seemed to narrow his eyes, not a particularly wolfish expression. "Who are you talking to?" If he remembered right, the forest had all sorts of things in it. Witches, princes, transfigured humans. If she was talking to invisible people, or ghosts, even, it would at least explain how she'd been able to trick him. She'd had help, clearly.

The he asked, "Who are you?" because that had been bothering him since he'd picked up her scent in his apartment. He felt like he knew her name, or should know it, but every time he tried to remember what it was, it escaped him. Everything was out to frustrate him tonight, it seemed.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 03:28 am UTC (link)
She tipped her head to the side. Who was she? "Red," she finally said, because in that moment she was, and he was the wolf that everyone warned her about. But as expected, everyone was wrong. Because grown ups worried too much, and they weren't trusting at all, and she refused to be that way, so there.

"I was talking to my Grandmother and my Mother." She frowned. "You ate them, I think, and it wasn't very nice of you. You gotta promise you won't do that no more, or I can't keep you."

That was ridiculous, and somewhere in her mind she did realize that. It just didn't seem very important right now.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 03:30 am UTC (link)
He didn't remember eating her grandmother and her mother. Or did he? He'd killed them, certainly, but he didn't remember eating them, which made no sense. Why would he kill something that wasn't prey? "No promises," he grumbled. He had to eat, promising not to would be ridiculous.

At least he wasn't so painfully hungry anymore. Not full, not even close, but not so hungry that he couldn't think about anything else.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 03:32 am UTC (link)
She stood, and she put her hands on her hips. "If you ain't gonna promise, then me and you can't be friends."

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 04:03 am UTC (link)
"I have to eat," he said, a growl threatening again. "I'm not going to starve just for you."

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 04:04 am UTC (link)
"You're gonna do as I say, and I'm gonna bring you food," she insisted with a bob of her curls and a stomp of her bare foot.

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 04:07 am UTC (link)
He considered the offer. If all the girls in the building were like Red, he might never get to eat. There was always that skinny man he'd seen downstairs, but he looked stringy. "Alright," he said, edging forward. "But if you don't--" he snapped his jaws. "And I need more than that."

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 04:43 am UTC (link)
"We can negotiate," she said agreeably, sitting back down. "You got a name?" she asked him. It was cold on the balcony, and he looked warm with all that fur. It was a shame he wasn't tamed yet, she thought. He would make a real nice foot warmer. "You gotta agree not to bite me neither."

She smiled thoughtfully. "It might be nice to have a pet wolf, if we can clean you up nice."

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Re: First floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 04:49 am UTC (link)
Did he have a name? Good question. He pushed himself up, sitting on his haunches. The dry wind out on the fire escape had mostly dried him off by now. He didn't feel the cold.

A name, a name. He thought for a long time, eyes rolling to the side, staring across the street. He tried to trace back to something familiar, concrete. There was his home, of course, that had smelled like him but...other. That had a name, though, and he held on to it, saying it before he could lose it again. "Shane." He still felt that wasn't quite right, that wolves didn't have names--they were just wolves.

"I'm not a pet," he snapped.

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 05:30 am UTC (link)
Shane.

The name sounded familiar, even if it didn't sound right. And she shook her head at him. "That ain't it," she finally said, certainty in her voice. "Wolf," she said, testing it on her lips, her accent curling around the word.

It sounded better, closer to being right.

"You're a pet if I say so," she insisted, absolutely sure she was right. "And if you say you ain't, I won't feed you. You need me. You can't kill nothing no more, and you'd starve without me watching for you."

She frowned. Where had that come from?

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 05:37 am UTC (link)
The name slipped away as soon as he'd said it, and when she insisted it was wolf, just wolf, he didn't disagree.

What she said next made no sense, even if it did pluck at that familiarity again. What was she talking about? Of course he could kill. Right now, whether or not he did simply depended on her upholding her end of the bargain. "I'm not a pet," he repeated, hackles raising a little in annoyance. "And you don't want me to kill one of your...friends, here. So you won't call me one."

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 05:43 am UTC (link)
"Quit threatening," she said surely. "You don't mean it none." She stood, and she watched him curiously, as if deciding something. "You gonna sleep out there?" she asked with a smug little smile. "Or you wanna come in where it's warm?" she asked, before climbing in the window and into 1007.

If he pawed at the door, she'd hear him.

And maybe she'd let him in.

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 05:50 am UTC (link)
He wasn't sure if he liked this girl.

She was irritating, and she'd tricked him into water twice, and now she seemed to think he'd been thoroughly domesticated just because he'd taken her offering of food.

The didn't change the fact that the night was getting colder, however, and if he could get into Red's apartment he could at least see if she was serious about her offer. After a long moment of indecision, he went back through the window and out into the hall, scratching at the door to 1007 when he reached it.

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]ex_sanguine300
2010-03-16 06:01 am UTC (link)
She'd changed into a pair of warm, red pajamas while he was making his way to the door, and her hair was in two braids by the time she opened it to let him in. She held out a piece of forgotten summer sausage, in case he was still hungry, and she refused to shy away and drop it on the floor for him.

He was going to eat out of her hand, she decided, and that was that.

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m.
[info]wolfishane
2010-03-16 06:07 am UTC (link)
He was still hungry, and his hunger won out over his pride. He took it from her hand with a quick snap, so fast she might want to check for lost fingers, then brushed past her into the apartment. More eerie half-remembered familiarity. "You're not frightened," he said, peering through an open door into her bedroom. It wasn't just that she wasn't frightened now. She hadn't been frightened when he was chasing her, either. Not once had he picked up fear mingled with her scent, and it was unusual enough to bear remarking on.

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Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]ex_sanguine300, 2010-03-16 06:11 am UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]wolfishane, 2010-03-16 06:15 am UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]ex_sanguine300, 2010-03-16 06:18 am UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]wolfishane, 2010-03-16 06:20 am UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]ex_sanguine300, 2010-03-16 01:58 pm UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]wolfishane, 2010-03-16 02:42 pm UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]ex_sanguine300, 2010-03-16 05:44 pm UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]wolfishane, 2010-03-16 08:28 pm UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]ex_sanguine300, 2010-03-16 08:33 pm UTC
Re: 10th floor: 2:15 a.m. - [info]wolfishane, 2010-03-16 08:45 pm UTC

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