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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: R1
[info]labete
2010-05-01 04:46 am UTC (link)
"You are my Beauty," he said, simply. "You are perfect. I want you to be safe." He nosed her elbow. "And happy. It is not so complicated a thing. I think," he said, flopping back down again and flicking his ear back and forth, "that women needlessly complicate things."

"The man likes to drink," he suggested. "If she is so worried, she could get him very drunk and he would tell her anything she wanted." And for the very first time, he laughed, and it sounded like two rocks grating together under water.

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Re: R1
[info]bookshelved
2010-05-01 05:13 am UTC (link)
She gave him a very stern look, though it did not truly reach her eyes. "You are supposed to be a good influence on him, and that is not being a good influence. You shall try to talk to him," she ordered, then smiled softly. "For me? I would worry less, and then things would be less complicated," she said truthfully. In her mind, if Daniel and Ella were fine, they would be fine. It was as simple (and as complicated) as that. If they were not together then it would be harder for herself and the Beast to find each other. She wondered where his prior Beauty was and if she missed him. It made her frown and hug him around his furry neck silently.

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Re: R1
[info]labete
2010-05-01 05:15 am UTC (link)
The Beast sighed heavily. She was going to be persistent about this. He rolled upright and gave her a long look with the frank blue eyes, then he closed them theatrically and tipped his fuzzy chin toward the roof, as if to commune with the man in his head. Five seconds later he opened his eyes and blinked at her. "He will talk to her, but he won't say anything. Just like always." He flopped down again.

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Re: R1
[info]bookshelved
2010-05-01 05:20 am UTC (link)
"Tell him I am quite displeased," she said, curling up against him when he flopped back down. She didn't sound displeased, however, as she settled against his side. She breathed in the fur and warmth and safety, and she watched her fingers slip through the tawny gold of his fur. She was perfectly quiet for a few minutes, and when she finally spoke it was with enough uncertainty to make the scent of roses swirl around them and vines safely surround the bed (in a non-threatening manner). "I would like to have this more often; this safety and this peace. Is there, do you think, a way?"

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Re: R1
[info]labete
2010-05-01 05:41 am UTC (link)
The Beast lifted one paw high and flopped it over his face, squinching his eyes shut as far as they would go. "Beauty, my love. Please go to sleep, or at least let me sleep. Do you want some diamonds? I can make the man buy you diamonds. He would be very happy to give the girl diamonds if she will not be angry at him. If you let me sleep, I will force him to buy you diamonds."

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Re: R1
[info]bookshelved
2010-05-01 05:49 am UTC (link)
That wiped the worry from her face and replaced it with a bemused smile. "I do not want diamonds, Beast. I want time with you," she said, and she rubbed her cheek against his scruff when she said it (more to cover the warmth the confession brought to her cheeks than for any other reason). The term of endearment made her grin like a girl, unable to keep the smile from her face no matter how she tried.

She climbed gingerly over the bed, past the vines and the mess, and she found a book (it did not matter which one), and she climbed back up beside him with it, and she cracked open the spine as she nestled against his warmth. "Sleep, my sweet Beast."

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