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Bellum Anon ([info]bellum_anon) wrote in [info]bellumlogs,
@ 2010-04-27 23:02:00

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Entry tags:plot: fables

Who: Everyone!
What: Transformation Plot Post
Where: All over.
When: Moonrise on the 28th.
Warnings: All kinds, I expect.


The moon slipped up past the horizon full, round, and white. Its effects had been predicted, though perhaps not fully believed by the residents of the building.

Moonlight streamed through the windows of the building, washing the city in pale light. For the tenants of Bellum Letale, where ever they were, scattered in the night, it had a tangible effect.

Change rippled through the building, much as it had over a month before. But this was not simply a twitch in the fabric of things, gone in the blink of an eye. It was a rolling change, gradual as the moonrise, tangible, and, in some cases, likely terrifying in its inexorability. People became what they were, what they ought to have been, and what they weren't.

The moon was up, and trouble was about to run high in Bellum.

[Notes: Remember that the events of last month still apply-I.E, those who became vampires will be vampires when they take on their fable form, the Frog Prince will still be human after being turned back last plot, etc. Whether the fables are aware a month has passed since they were last around is up to the players. This log posted with the anon account so that the mods do not wake up tomorrow with 100 notifications in their gmail. Go forth and plot!]



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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 04:44 am UTC (link)
Aaron woke up in a metal black box on a metal table under a goddamn sheet, and he was so scared once he realized he couldn't get out that he almost cried like some dumb little girl. He ended up panicking before he realized he couldn't cry, and the banging became a little more desperate. "Help!" His voice sounded hollow even to him, like it was coming from a long way off rather than his throat. "Heeeeelp!"

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 04:54 am UTC (link)
This was not meant to be happening. Of that much, at least, he was certain. He stepped into the cold room, and he walked up to the small silver door. The air in the room was unbelievably cold, and he somehow knew this was a place where the dead were kept. It was ingenious, really, these little boxes with their latches on the outside.

But whatever was in the little box that was third up and five from the left, it didn't like its current housing situation. Now, he'd been on cases with Holmes where the dead did not remain dead, but the general rule of thumb was that they had never been dead to begin with. He didn't much relish a case on his own, not when his shoulder was paining him the way it was. Mary always did say that he worked too hard.

In the end, he hesitated before pulling the latch and freeing the door. "Who is in there?" he called out loudly.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 05:03 am UTC (link)
Aaron, by this time, was convinced he must be running out of air, so he didn't even notice when his tongue didn't tangle and his throat never went dry. He had felt the corners of the box (what he thought was the box) above his head. As soon as the door came out, skeletal white hands stretched out into the harsh morgue light and Aaron caught the edge of the refrigerator to haul himself out, limbs flailing.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 05:12 am UTC (link)
He moved back as soon as he saw the skeletal hands, but his mind was already calculating time of death based on state of decomposition of the appendage. Five days? He would need to see the face to sure. Normally, larvae could be used to determine the time of death, but with the pristine conditions and the temperature, he suspected growth would be inhibited.

It did not occur to him to run. He had faced the fire of a battlefield; one corpse could hardly do him harm. He slipped the blade from his cane, however, in case this undead creature was malevolent.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 05:15 am UTC (link)
Aaron picked himself up off the floor. Damn, he was really sore. What the hell? At his full height he topped this guy, who was kind of hunched over despite looking pretty intimidating for a doctor-person. "What the hell, man! Did you stick me in a--" Aaron rotated, catching himself in a slight limp when one of his leg didn't work right under his weight, and stared at the wall of corpse refrigerators. "Oh my Gawd."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 05:21 am UTC (link)
He ran his hand over his chin thoughtfully. The boy did not seem aware that he was quite deceased. "I did not 'stick' you anywhere, young chap. I was merely venturing down this hall," he said, motioning with his cane, "and I heard the noises you were making in your small drawer." He looked at Aaron's face. Bloating and decay. Perhaps six days. Why wasn't he buried yet? "My colleague should have a look at you," he finally said. Yes. If he let this boy walk out without letting Holmes see him, he would never hear the end of it. Holmes likely wouldn't even believe him. "Do you have a name?"

Maybe he wouldn't realize he was dead until they found Holmes.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 05:33 am UTC (link)
Aaron stared at his 'small door' and he had no difficulty with his vision even though one of his eyelids didn't work very well. "Oh my Gawd," he said again, horrified. "That is so screwed up." He backed (well, hobbled, really) away from the wall. He turned around to peer at the guy with the cane, either with uncertainty, or suspicion--it was hard to tell. He sniffed wetly--it was not a good sound, there wasn't much left in the way of nasal passages--and then shrugged. "Aaron. Who are you?"

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 05:41 am UTC (link)
If he'd ever wondered what a corpse with no nasal passages would sound like attempting to breathe, now he knew. He considered, momentarily, telling the boy that breathing was not necessary, but he refrained. It occurred to him that he should be more put off by this than he was, but when you spent as much time around the dead as he did, well, he had no particular aversion to the dead. It was just a scientific state of the human cycle of life.

He sheathed his blade, and he (very lightly) clapped a hand on the liquid flesh that was Aaron's bare shoulder. "Wait a moment," he said, and he walked to the scrubs closet (which he located using Micah's memory) and pulled out a set for the boy. He doused the lights, even as he handed Aaron the scrubs, not wanting him to get a close look at his skin.

He felt sorry for the boy.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 05:51 am UTC (link)
Aaron, for his part, felt kind of stiff and awkward, and he realized that he wasn't hungry, or thirsty, or cold, or warm, or hurting. He didn't really feel much of anything, and even though he didn't feel good, well, at least he was still going! Left with this optimism, which was very typical of his father, Aaron took the clothes. "Oh," he said, guiltily. "Sorry, I guess I was too busy freaking out to uhm." He put on the pants, really awkwardly since dang his leg wouldn't move, and then tried to get into the shirt. "How long was I in there?" It came out muffled. The waistband of the pants depressed into the flesh over his hip bones, gleaming white and thin where the stomach once was.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 06:01 am UTC (link)
"I cannot be certain." He thanked the Lord above that the boy hadn't noticed the Y incision on his chest, and he mentally complimented Micah on a steady hand. Too often the proper care wasn't taken with the dead. He was in the middle of that thought when he realized his 'host,' as he was starting to think of this body, knew this boy. It explained much.

"I am a doctor, son. There is nothing I have not seen," he said reassuringly, and he completely doused the room in darkness, hoping Aaron would follow. He knew how to get back to Bellum Letale, and he knew Bellum Letale was home. And that was where he intended to go. It was dark out, a fact which he could see from this part of the hall, and he was thankful for that.

"Do you remember how you came to be here, Aaron?" he asked, leaning heavily on the cane as he began down the hall.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 06:11 am UTC (link)
Aaron followed, absolutely trusting. The movement was a long shuffle, really, because the leg he couldn't get to move right sort of dragged along behind him in a very slow, ominous scuffing noise. He forgot to breathe because he didn't have to, so other than that long-short-long-short step, and the soft crunching of joints, there was no sound. Aaron's voice, again, didn't sound as if it came from his throat. It was oddly clear. "No. I think I woke up from a nightmare and I was mad about something but that's about it. Did somebody jump me, or something? Why'd they put me in there?"

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 06:20 am UTC (link)
He didn't mention that, from the looks of the shaved hair on part of his skull and the stitching there, it looked like someone had killed him with a blow to the head. He was, truthfully, becoming more and more loathe to tell this boy anything. With each step that Aaron took, he was another loping gait away from being an abomination and closer to simply being a boy who did not understand what had occurred. His heart broke for the boy, and he was already thinking Holmes might not be the best choice of person to bring the boy to; he was certain to look at him and see an experiment, where Watson had already begun to see a boy.

"The universe cannot always be understood, son, no matter what we scientists will try to tell you. There are times when things happen that do not make sense, no matter how we try to apply logic to them. It does not make them bad, it simply makes them different," he explained carefully. "Different can be frightening at first, but it need not always be so."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 06:41 am UTC (link)
"You could have just said you don't know," Aaron complained, who knew when people were talking out of their ass just to be reassuring. "Dude I think maybe I got drugged or something. I feel kinda... I don't know. I'm kinda slow. Where are we going?" Aaron didn't really care too much about where he was, only... "I gotta go home and feed my dog."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 06:48 am UTC (link)
"We are going to Bellum Letale," he said calmly, and he smiled reassuringly. "And I do not know the answer to your question," he said, "but we shall find someone who does." He squeezed the boy's shoulder again, reassuringly, fingers indenting more than they ought to into flesh. "Is that a better response?"

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 07:07 am UTC (link)
"Oh," he seemed pleased. "That's where Balto is." Aaron looked over his shoulder at the doctor. It didn't smell funny to him. Aaron didn't smell anything at all, matter of fact. He stopped dead. "Hey. Wait... wait. How come I can't feel you?" He put out a hand in Micah's direction, fingers--tipped with bone--questing. "I can't feel you."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 07:12 am UTC (link)
He didn't understand what Aaron meant, never having met him before, so he held his own hand out and touched the boy's skeletal fingers. "You cannot feel that?" he asked calmly. He had no idea what the walking dead would be able to feel or not feel, so he did not presume that Aaron's confession was a strange one.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 07:20 am UTC (link)
"No. Usually I can tell how people feel. I can't feel anything from you." His head came up from his hands and squinted at Micah's face. "What's wrong with you?" He sounded curious, not scared.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 07:36 am UTC (link)
"I do not normally reside in this body," he explained calmly and with great patience. "I am normally quite a bit older than this, you see. I believe this to be a repetition of an event that happened last month, though I admit that I do not understand the why or the how," he explained. "Perhaps this explains why you cannot tell how I am feeling," he suggested, not pointing out that people generally could not tell how others felt.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 07:59 am UTC (link)
"Oh." He let his hand drop to his side. His arm rattled a little in its socket. "I slept through that. Maybe it turns my powers off. That would be super cool." He shifted a little toward the doctor, prepared to follow him again.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 03:14 pm UTC (link)
He tried to keep the compassion he was feeling off his face, and he pressed a hand to the center of Aaron's back and helped to propel him forward. They only had a block to walk, but he wasn't sure the boy's body (or what was left of it) would hold up for that long. "Do you know what tale you are?" he asked, more to be distracting than anything else. It was the full moon, after all. Were Holmes here, he would reason that this boy, walking as he was, had to be related to the same thing that give him, Watson, this body.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 04:03 pm UTC (link)
If it wasn't for the pushing, he probably would have moved a lot slower. He kept reaching out in front of him like a blind man, fascinated that he couldn't feel anything of the world around him. "This is so weird." Fortunately, he didn't actually look at his hand. "No, I never could figure it out, I mean, it seemed kinda weird I could figure out what people were feeling, but me and my dad just figured that was the way it was with me." He looked down at the guy's cane and then back up at him. He was sort of getting retired military vibes off him. Dad had that sort of step, that cadence to his voice--only not so British. "I never seen you before, I don't think. Are you new to the building, or something? How'd you hurt your leg? Do you have to go up stairs? I live on the first floor."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 04:29 pm UTC (link)
"I am relatively new," he explained, "or the man who I am not is. Since you seem to have slept through the last iteration of this occurrence, allow me to explain?" he asked, watching as the boy stretched his hand out repeatedly. "I am not the man who lives in Bellum Letale. My name is John Watson, and he goes by Micah Braden, and he lives on the second floor." He smiled, trying to look reassuring. "You may now call me a madman. I will not take offense. You said you can sense things?" he asked as Bellum came into view.

He slowed thoughtfully, then he looked at the boy again. "Will you accompany me up on the moving contraption to see an old friend? I believe he lives on the eighth floor, but at my age, the memory fails at times."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 04:49 pm UTC (link)
Aaron seemed more than willing to chatter, and it covered the shuffle of his feet and the curious squishing sound in his chest as he nodded his head. "Oh yeah, like that moustache guy who helps out Sherlock Holmes," he said, triumphantly. "I saw that movie."

"Oh yeah, you know, people leave their feelings all over things, and I can just pick them up, you know, I always could, and dad always told me not to talk about it but it's kind of hard when it's so totally obvious that anybody can tell anyway. Like right now since we're so close and I don't have a lot of clothes on usually I can feel it when you change what you're thinking about because it changes how you feel, you know, like if you're worried about it or if you think of something you don't like all of sudden, and people do that all the time, they think about things that upset them a lot, I don't know why." He slowed down as Watson did, giving him a funny look. "But you're like. Forty. That's not old." Micah was obvious not forty, but to Aaron everybody over twenty was forty.

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Re: The Morgue
[info]acatalyst
2010-04-28 04:58 pm UTC (link)
"There was a moving picture about Holmes and I?" he asked, very impressed with the concept. "Did they portray him correctly, because Holmes is hardly sympathetic in that manner, all brilliance aside. I worry about him quite often; too often, if you ask my Mary," he said, falling silent as he listened to Aaron discuss his ability. "I would think that would be a very hard thing to grow up with, a power such as yours. Feelings are transitory things, and it would be hard to determine what people really think by using their feelings as a gauge. The mind is as important as the gut, son."

He smiled. "Forty, am I? I thank you for the compliment."

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Re: The Morgue
[info]backoff
2010-04-28 05:08 pm UTC (link)
Aaron, distracted by this conversation, wasn't really noticing that after he nodded his head he didn't get it quite upright again. "Oh, yeah," Aaron said, dismissively, about Holmes, "he was a dick. But still totally cool. He could do kung fu." Another wet sniff that went rather too long to be just in the nose. It sounded like something in his head. "I think it was wing chun, maybe. Open palms..." he trailed off.

"Oh, yeah," he said, sobering. "I couldn't go out much and dad was sort of disappointed I didn't have any friends? But..." he shrugged, and his spine rippled under the thin cloth, which was getting sticky, "it's no big deal." He looked at Micah. "Do you have any cool powers? Everybody got cool powers in the building."

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Re: The Morgue - [info]acatalyst, 2010-04-28 05:34 pm UTC
Re: The Morgue - [info]backoff, 2010-04-28 09:21 pm UTC
Re: The Morgue - [info]acatalyst, 2010-04-28 09:25 pm UTC
Re: The Morgue - [info]backoff, 2010-04-28 09:35 pm UTC
Re: The Morgue - [info]acatalyst, 2010-04-28 09:44 pm UTC
Re: The Morgue - [info]backoff, 2010-04-28 10:06 pm UTC

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