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

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: Lobby; 2:30 sentinelstar 2010-04-30 03:00 am UTC (link)
	As she moved, he shadowed her. The cane was tossed to his right hand where he held it up as a guard against the knife. The stinging in his hand made sense now, but as it didn't hurt too much, he refused to look down. It would give Eponine an advantage he couldn't afford to give her. His left hand moved to a pocket, searching for a knife to combat hers. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Lobby; 2:30

esseule
2010-04-30 07:59 am UTC (link)

Nina was very quickly losing any respect she had had for this man. Whatever skills he had, he was countering with his stupidity. Although Eponine just wanted to get out and get to somewhere safe, Nina was gearing up for a fight and she couldn't understand why he was continuing to come after her. She was higher and armed and he couldn't see her, although he obviously could tell where she was, which Nina suspected had to do with the sniffing.

She made sure that she was out of range of that cane before there was the soft click of her gun. "Do not move," she warned him levelly. "Do not go for your gun. The girl can tell and I will shoot." The gun was aimed straight at his nose, although he wouldn't be able to tell that. She had a new cartridge in between her teeth, ready to immediately reload, and although the knife had been tucked back away, the shiv was still gripped in her free hand. Eponine didn't want to shoot. She wanted to be left alone. She'd do it in an instant though, and she kept a careful watch on Luther, finger pressed against the trigger, poised for any sudden moves he might try to make.

	Re: Lobby; 3:00 mostloyallover 2010-05-01 01:55 am UTC (link)
	Marian rolled the word around -- inspector -- before she absorbed the rest of his response. Criminal. "Where?" Her voice immediately turned shrill and she squeaked in English, unthinking. Spinning, she gathered her shift and robes, considering fleeing when the man reached for her, but for good measure, she screamed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Lobby; 3:15 mostloyallover 2010-05-01 05:23 pm UTC (link)
	"How dare you!" she shrieked in English, and she took a half-step backwards, trying to go back up stairs. "You're a mad man!" Afraid of turning her back to him, Daisy began to stagger awkwardly, hitching her shift and robes, her slippers slick against the worn steps. "Stay back!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)