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Tweak says, "Jish!"

Bonnie James Byrne (_spitfyre) wrote in light_of_may,
@ 2014-01-22 20:52:00

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2009-10-02, bonnie, jason

Seriously, can we not?
Who: Jason and BJ (And Endellion)
When: Morning
Where: Some random corner store

A day later, BJ was finally 100% willing to accept that Liam had not dropped acid and really was just suffering from his own stupidity of projecting into the barrier. She was also still cleaning puke on a regular basis, and wasn't willing to take that blindfold off of him for a million dollars. She'd stayed up through the night watching after him, and sometime after the sun finally rose she went into Ryan's room, kicked him awake, and told him it was his shift while she went to the store. Then she took what was probably the equivalent of three hot showers, dressed prettily just for the sake of being able to feel clean and goddamn pretty, grabbed Endellion, and hit the road.

When the little fennec fox trailed at her feet inside the store, the clerk didn't say a word. They knew her here by now, and BJ had a pretty good handle on what places in the area were familiar friendly, and what places were HEY GET THAT THING OUT OF HERE. Those may or may not have been places that had also mysteriously had a dumpster set on fire at some point, but this was really neither here nor there.

BJ had practically filled the entire cart at the household cleaner aisle, and then she realized that Liam might dehydrate if she couldn't get him to keep something down. So off to the grocery section she went, in search of Gatorade and applesauce.

And that was when Endellion went nuts.

"New smell"! she announced, happily, and woosh. Off she went. "New smell! New smell! Not human! New smell! Woodsy! Canine!" the familiar whirled around the corner, and BJ could hear Endy's claws skidding on the linoleum. "Oh, he's cute, too!"

"Goddammit," BJ whispered, before pushing her cart as fast as she could after her familiar. At that point everyone in the store was looking at her and the fox and the boy - who, yes, was pretty cute - and who her familiar had possibly outed as... something. Great. Just freaking great. "Seriously, Endy, can we not?"

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wildinside
2014-01-29 03:36 pm UTC (link)

Shopping was Jason's least favourite activity of all time. There were countless other things he would much rather be doing, not all of them legal, but after stepping up as the pack's leader there were certain things he could no longer get out of doing. Devon had always been much better at this. Actually there were countless things in that list too, things Devon had been much better at.

Thinking about their former Alpha, their late Alpha, the closest thing Jason had ever had to a brother, filled his head with all sorts of negativity and frustration and he huffed out a heavy sigh, raking his fingers through his hair. Back to the list. A few of the others had scribbled their requests on the top sheet of a pad of paper which he'd ripped off and folded up roughly to carry in his pocket for when they reached the shop. A couple of the others had come with him and as he stood considering the list, the trolley just to his left, they were busying themselves digging around for interesting things that most certainly were not essentials.

"Hey," he snapped when their giggling frayed his nerves. Not all that difficult to do. "Come on, we don't need that shit." Couldn't afford it, either. After the flights, budget though they had been, they didn't exactly have money to throw around. "You want to keep yourselves busy you can find the girly stuff." They blanched, opening their mouths to begin protesting but Jason just raised his brows. "What?" he asked, tilting his head just enough to ask them, without words, if they really felt like challenging him right now. One of them, Harry, the shorter of the two, shuffled his feet awkwardly. Tom, the taller, shook his head and averted his gaze. "That's what I thought. Go on." Jason handed them the list and waved them off. He'd committed a few things to memory. Now he just had to find the right aisles. This place wasn't that big, it couldn't be that hard to--

That was when it skidded up close to his right foot. A tiny thing, really, no bigger than a house cat, and not a particularly big one either, but it was no cat. It was-- was that a fox? "The fuck?" He heard the voice then and lifted his head, looking up at someone he took to be the owner of the strange animal staring up at him. "That's way too small to be a seeing eye dog," he said to her, pointing down at the creature close to his foot. Ironic, though, that he was questioning the legality of the animal's presence in the shop when he had probably performed more illegal acts than everyone else in this place combined.

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_spitfyre
2014-01-29 09:00 pm UTC (link)

This was not behavior coming from Endellion that BJ was used to. At all. Usually the little fox was always on BJ's case to be more ladylike and all that jazz. So chasing after her in the corner store while she screeched about new smells was an entirely foreign experience to the fire elemental. As Endy neared the man and began sniffing him excitedly, BJ actually ditched her cart and practically skidded to a stop in front of the pair. She snapped Endy up into her arms, and took a good look at the guy who apparently had a 'new smell.'

Then he said that, and Bonnie could no longer keep a straight face. She tried. Sweet Jesus she tried, but it just wasn't in the cards. "She's a familiar," she corrected.

"He smells different! New! Canine! It's wonderful and scary and-"

"Endy," Bonnie hissed, really wishing she could just close her hands over the creature's muzzle to shut her up. There was the drawback of telepathic communication. "I'm sure he smells wonderful but whatever he is it's none of your business and he probably wouldn't appreciate a supernatural outing and remember those goddamn manners you're always on my case about." Then she deposited the fox into her cart, and concentrated her attention on the guy who apparently smelled awesome. "I am so sorry," she said, and for once, she really was. "She is not usually like that. At all. I don't know what got into her."

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wildinside
2014-02-06 03:28 pm UTC (link)

This was a new experience on Jason's part as well. It wasn't really something he was all that familiar with for an unusual animal to come running up to him in the supermarket, of all places, and for it to act interested in him was something else entirely. There was a part of him that wanted to growl at the fox but he managed to hold back, if only because it was a confined space and it was a new town and it really wouldn't do to attract that much attention to himself that soon into the pack's arrival. They were trying to keep a low profile, dammit.

The way the girl talked to the fox was odd as well. Jason felt his brow furrow, his eyes narrowing just enough to communicate just how strange he found this whole-- whatever the hell it was that they had going on here. "Right," he said to her, looking from the fox in the trolley to the girl who had deposited it there. "Just for the record," he went on, "you saying it's a familiar doesn't really mean shit to me." He wasn't using that language to be rude, it was just how he spoke, even in a public place. Jason had had something of a foul mouth for years, thanks in no small part to his own father and the kind of language that had been thrown around their house on a daily basis. "And I think you using words like 'supernatural outing' is probably a bit more telling than anything the fox was doing. You know?" Thankfully there weren't many people around to hear words like that and start putting two and two together. Christ. They'd only been here five fucking minutes.

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_spitfyre
2014-02-06 04:12 pm UTC (link)

Foul language Bonnie could deal with. Realizing that he was right and she'd just done something kind of stupid? No way. That was the line. For a moment Bonnie's cheeks were nearly as red as her hair, and dammit, that was a hard reaction to get out of her. "Witches and elementals get familiars now," she said, in a clear, even tone. Christ, how did he not know that? "Animals that talk and amp powers."

The rest was harder to respond to, because if there was one thing Bonnie really hated, it was apologizing. If there were two things she really hated, it was apologizing and admitting she'd fucked up. She fidgeted and bought time by putting Endellion in the child-seat of the cart and giving her the evil eye. Stay. Then she looked up at the pretty stranger who had managed to so quickly get under her skin. "Yeah, well, my bad," she huffed. "I didn't mean anything by it, my mind was dedicated to shutting her up. I was trying to help." It wasn't an apology, but it was as close to one as he was like to get. Pretty little fucker.

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wildinside
2014-02-24 04:17 pm UTC (link)

Witches and elementals. Right. That was it. The world was even more fucked up and complicated than they'd first thought. Jason regularly forgot that fact, not that he would be admitting to that any time soon and so his expression didn't change in the least, giving nothing away. Becoming a werewolf, and a dominant one at that, had taught him how to school his expressions a little better, if nothing else. You couldn't very well lead a pack if you wore everything on your sleeve and let everyone around you know how you felt every second of every goddamn day, could you?

"Yeah, well, no taking it back now, is there?" he said, unconsciously turning the list over in his hand, folding it in half and keeping the items written upon it from being seen by this girl or the animal with her. Familiars. Christ. Why couldn't things just be fucking simple for once? "Only fair I know what you are though, don't you think?" Jason took any opportunity he could get to seize the upper hand in any situation, not because it amused him or made him feel big or clever, but because it was what dominant wolves did. They didn't let anyone else get the better of them and they needed that higher ground, whether it be literally or figuratively. He did offer her a small smile though, just a shadow of one, a promise that he wouldn't be letting this one go easily if she decided to be evasive.

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_spitfyre
2014-02-24 09:40 pm UTC (link)

Embarrassed or not, Bonnie wasn't the type to back down from anybody. Something about the way he was looking at her made her feel... challenged. She wasn't sure why or what that meant, but she wasn't going to cave against it. She stood back on her heels, standing a little straighter as she thought that question over.

Oh, fuck it, she thought. It wasn't a secret by any means. "I'm a fire elemental," she said in the same, clear voice. A woman with a little kid had been in the midst of turning into the aisle when she heard it, and promptly turned around, seeming to decide she didn't need that aisle after all. That grabbed Bonnie's attention for a moment and she glared after her. Bitch.

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wildinside
2014-03-02 11:24 pm UTC (link)

Jason could recognise another dominant type when he saw one and this girl in front of him definitely fit the bill. It was almost amusing, or at least it would have been if she wasn't standing her ground again him. Everyone in the pack knew he never backed down, even against non-werewolves. It just wasn't in his nature, it hadn't been even before he'd been bitten. So he would stand his ground as well, hold this girl's gaze, and make sure she gave up first, one way or another.

"Fire elemental?" Harry or Tom would have had a field day with that, what with her being attractive and a redhead and all, they would have tripped over their own tongues to try and make all the jokes before she got fed up and walked away. Maybe that would come in handy if things went on too long. "Sounds exciting," he said, though he felt the dissatisfied shift of his wolf inside. Wolves and other wild animals avoided fire, yes, but that didn't mean he was going to turn tail and run from this girl. "I'm guessing you don't make any more of a habit of broadcasting you are than I do, right?" he asked her after he heard the squeak of a trolley wheel being turned against where it naturally wanted to go, and quickly at that, telling him all he needed to know.

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_spitfyre
2014-03-03 01:44 am UTC (link)

Bonnie continued to glare after the woman until she was long gone, then refocused her attention on the... whatever he was. Weresomething. She wrinkled her nose slightly at the question, though it wasn't precisely an annoyed expression. More, she'd been thrown off and was having trouble getting back on her stride. "I don't know," she eventually answered, half-shrugging. "I don't really hide it. But it's not like I offer the information up along with my name whenever I meet someone. I like having the option of kind of showing it off a little when I want to." For Bonnie, that was an extremely honest answer. It was part of being thrown off and put into her place, and she was not at all used to either scenario. Of course, it wasn't the most honest answer she could possibly give. That would have been something along the lines of 'I'm slightly concerned my powers are going to land me or my brother in jail someday and that will be a pain in the ass to deal with.'

"Anyway... well..." Bonnie trailed off, trying to figure out what she wanted to say or do, but Endellion beat her to the punch.

"What she means to say is we're both very sorry," the familiar chirped up. "I forgot myself and so did she." Bonnie shot a dirty look in the fox's direction and let out an annoyed huff of a sigh, but she didn't correct her.

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wildinside
2014-03-12 04:35 pm UTC (link)

Okay, that was just plain weird. Either he was going crazy or that little fox thing had somehow just talked to him. In his head. Projected its voice somehow. Jason wasn't sure he liked it, either, and he suspected his facial expression betrayed as much. After the redhead had glanced down the aisle behind him at the shopper who'd changed their mind Jason didn't feel any kind of regret taking his gaze from her face, regardless of how he'd won the small fight that was the question of who would look away first, and his eyes were now fixed firmly on the animal in her trolley.

"So because you can play with fire you get a spirit animal or whatever?" Jason looked back up at the young woman, one brow raised now in a disbelieving kind of way. Familiars, that was what she had said. That didn't make it any less strange to him. Really, if he looked at it logically, a magical animal that helped strengthen abilities and could telepathically project its voice was no stranger than a man who could become an animal but Jason wasn't known for looking at things logically. "And they're psychic?" With that he gestured towards the animal in question for emphasis he didn't really need, going on to gesture just as vaguely towards his own head, just in case she didn't know her familiar -- or whatever she wanted to call it -- had talked to him too. She probably did but he wasn't leaving anything to chance.

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_spitfyre
2014-03-15 07:27 am UTC (link)

Spirit animal. Truth be told, this wasn't the first time Bonnie had wondered if a familiar's race had any kind of significance. It seemed like there might be something to that, but she wasn't really the sort who could get into any deep symbolism. A fox seemed appropriate for her just the way that a snake seemed appropriate for Ryan, but how could she explain Maddie's llama? "Pretty much, yeah," she answered. "We got 'em before the demons started attacking. They're supposed to help us learn and keep us safe."

Psychic, though... Bonnie wasn't sure she'd go that far. She frowned slightly, looking down at Endellion for a moment, then back at the man. "They speak telepathically, that's all. I guess that counts as psychic. She's linked to me and can pull stuff out of my head whenever she wants to, but it doesn't work that way with anybody else."

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wildinside
2014-03-16 03:38 pm UTC (link)

Familiars had always struck Jason as strange, ever since he'd heard of them. What made witches and elementals so different that they got magical animals to be their companions? Or was it that they didn't have the kind of bonds with others of their kind that werewolves -- and other sorts of weres, within reason, he supposed -- did that they had to make up for it somehow? Who knew. Not Jason, that was for certain, and as he stood there he realised he didn't care enough to waste time and energy trying to figure it out.

Besides, he could hear Harry and Tom making their way back and he would need to concentrate on keeping those two in check on top of everything else now.

"Yeah, that's kind of what I meant by psychic," he said, as if she should have known that from the start. "Telepathy's a kind of psychic, isn't it?" At that moment the two younger males reappeared, Tom pursuing Harry around the corner of the aisle, though they practically skidded to a halt when they saw Jason had company. This was either going to be entertaining or disastrous and Jason wasn't entirely sure which.

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