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Tweak says, "how do I look"

MarinaNova NPCs (marinanova_npc) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2015-01-05 07:20:00

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:mingle, aidan reilly, april ludgate, artemis crock, carl grimes, carol peletier, charlotte charles, damon salvatore, dexter morgan, doctor facilier, duo maxwell, euphemia li britannia, gwen cooper, haruka tenoh, ianto jones, inara serra, jack harkness, kanji tatsumi, katherine pierce, kitty pryde (aoa), kitty pryde (evolution), lyle dylandy, malcolm reynolds, martha jones, mgann morzz, michiru kaiou, nathan harris, nico di angelo, pavel chekov (au), percy jackson, piper halliwell, rebecca crane, sam winchester, sarah williams, spencer reid, spike, tieria erde, ton phanan, trowa barton, tyki mikk, yuuri shibuya

Day 305 : MISTLETOE BOT MINGLE
[You won't hear them coming. You won't see their snare. The mistletoe bots are out and they're hunting you, two by two. You can run and you can hide, but eventually you will be caught, and then there's nothing left to do but kiss your way out!

Chapstick stations will be available.]

(OOC: Mistletoe Bots Info)

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chipswiththat
2015-02-06 12:44 pm UTC (link)

It's a give and take he's been missing sorely. With the thing with Jack going sour and Buffy being gone, there's no one left to fulfill his need for a near-scripted brawl ever so often. The measured give and take, never stepping over the line between just enough and too much. The steady framework of a fight that makes him wait for Jack to get his bearings straight rather than taking the opening to pummel him further. The rules that mean that when Jack comes to knock him down, he goes down.

He hits the ground with a heavy thud and a choked off grunt, hands grasping at Jack's clothes as he tries to push himself off against the ground and roll them over.

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foreverjack
2015-02-07 09:17 pm UTC (link)

It's very different from the last few times they've tussled - the mean and nasty fights concerning Spike's soul, and the hot and furious one when Jack had the red pearls. This, yes, is how it should be, free enough to be exciting and exhilarating but controlled enough that no-one gets badly hurt.

He whoops exultantly when Spike goes down, going right down on top of him, and wrestling to keep him down, to get his weight on top of him and get control of those flailing limbs. He's not really strong enough to keep Spike down if Spike doesn't want to be kept down, though, and it's not long before he finds himself on his back. He pushes and shoves upwards in his turn, grinning breathlessly, loving the sheer physicality of this, getting down and dirty. It's more fun than he ever expected to have again with Spike.

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chipswiththat
2015-02-09 09:15 am UTC (link)

His vampire strength does put an unfair spin on this, even with as dampened as it is here. Normally that's an advantage but here, tangled up in a friendly brawl, he does make an effort to hold back. Not all the way, of course not, just enough to keep things interesting. He'll surely be aching by the end of this anyway.

Grunting, Spike tries to stabilize himself on top of Jack, firmly straddling him and clenching a fist in his clothes for balance. He pulls back, aiming a punch to the other mans jaw.

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foreverjack
2015-02-10 09:24 pm UTC (link)

He sees the punch coming and does his best to twist out of its way, so that it slides along the edge of his jaw and into the ground rather than letting out all of its force into his face. Panting, he shoves up at Spike, scrabbling to get his feet under him and his knees up to lever the smaller man off him. He doesn't quite manage that, but he does manage to tip Spike far enough off him onto his side that he can start to slither out from under him.

And taunt, because it's what he does. "You know, for a self-professed straight guy, you sure do love sitting down on top of me!"

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chipswiththat
2015-02-11 04:44 pm UTC (link)

"Only someone insecure of his manliness would have a problem with that, Jack!"

And he's quite secure, most of the time. At least in that regard, if no other, he knows what he likes and he knows that sometimes, that isn't as straightforward as he's led to believe. No big deal, in a hundred years. Maybe Jack sees him as repressed but that's not really it either.

Muscles tense and wide grin firmly plastered on his face, Spike tries to grab hold of what he can. Shirt, coat, trousers, whatever scrap of fabric that'll keep Jack from getting too far away while Spike struggles to reclaim the top dog position.

"Besides... I like dangling what you can't have right in front of your nose."

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foreverjack
2015-02-12 08:03 am UTC (link)

That makes Jack pause in his attempt to wriggle out from under to glance at Spike's crotch, which really isn't far from gangling in front of his nose, to laugh breathlessly up at him instead. "Oh, god," he groans, "there are so many possible responses to that one I can't even choose just one!"

Then, while Spike's hopefully distracted, he gets his feet flat on the ground behind Spike's back and makes a gigantic attempt to heave him off.

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chipswiththat
2015-02-13 04:01 pm UTC (link)

The gigantic attempt is gigantically successful. Spike may be vampirically stronger but Jack is bigger and flings him off with relative ease. Not his first time being flung tho and he finds his footing quick enough, rolling back up to stand.

"Bloody hell, I missed this." A difficult thing to admit, but fuck it. He's lost too much by now to worry about keeping up the cool image.

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foreverjack
2015-02-13 08:59 pm UTC (link)

Jack springs back up to his feet again too with automatic speed, and then pauses at Spike's words, regarding him for a moment, working out his response. But it's not hard to work out. Whatever's happened between them, this is one hell of a lot better than the recent tension and cautious pussyfooting around each other.

So he grins. "Me too," he says warmly, and goes for Spike again, aiming to back him into the wall this time and, rather more deliberately, snog him again, just because.

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chipswiththat
2015-02-14 01:46 pm UTC (link)

He goes with the movement easily, both the shove and the snog — to his own great surprise. This isn't about sexual excitement, although it is exciting. No, this is still about the physical battle, of meeting Jack head on with whatever weapon he chooses, of gnashing teeth and crashing lips and snarls in between. He curls his fingers firmly in Jack's hair, challenging him to do his goddamn worst.

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foreverjack
2015-02-15 04:36 pm UTC (link)

Spike going easily actually throws him for a moment, because he really wasn't expecting that. But he'll be damned if he doesn't make the most of it! He laughs exultantly and lunges into the kiss, meeting Spike all the way, his own hands threading into stiff, bleached hair as he uses his body to press Spike back into the wall.

It's not really about sex for him either, any more. Yes, he's hard, but he can get hard from a good fight just as well as he can from more traditional stimuli, and this? This is definitely a good fight. He presses right in, demanding, claiming, taking.

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chipswiththat
2015-02-16 05:38 pm UTC (link)

This is one of those times he'll think back on later and just shake his head in disbelief, claim temporary insanity or that it never even happened. Truth is he's going out of his mind, no longer knows what he's supposed to do with himself, what he's supposed to be. Back home, he could turn his attention to fight for something good. Here, there's nothing.

So he exists, broods in secret, shags and drinks and smokes the time away and on occasion, he stumbles on something like this. Something that makes him feel, if not like a man than at least a little closer to one.

It's a different kind of battle for sure and not one Spike feels like he can afford to lose. Growling against Jack's mouth he braces himself against the wall, pushes back to try and make enough room to turn this back to punches and blows. He can feel an obsession grow and that's never a good thing. Perhaps it's already taken root, long before today.

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foreverjack
2015-02-21 12:08 pm UTC (link)

There is a bit of an obsession there, yes, and it's not entirely one-sided, not by any means. Jack's always had a slightly obsessive personality too (over a century waiting for the Doctor, anyone?) and Spike has sparked something in him right since the start. It's not just the similarities to John Hart; there are similarities to himself too. Kindred spirits, if they could just get themselves both on the same side.

This may be about as close as they're going to get. But it feels good to be with someone who understands a man's more primal needs.

He gets pushed out of the kiss eventually, and he dances back, grinning widely, hands spread invitingly, just as happy to return to Spike's kind of fight.

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chipswiththat
2015-02-22 04:58 pm UTC (link)

There's no way that could backfire into a mutual obsession hellhole, could it? Of course not. How could it possibly?

Either way this is something that he's been missing in a deep, essential way. Back home there was the Slayer (even if he needed to goad Buffy on more than he should've) but here there's been... no one. Sam for a while, but that pup was far too fragile. Buffy occasionally, until she disappeared and that was half a lifetime ago, it feels. The loneliness and lack of stimulation has grown into a constant ache, picking away at what little will he has to do much of anything.

It's an ache that's lessening with every second, stirring up embers and breathing new life in the brawler, the troublemaker, the guy who was the happiest in burning temples and rainsoaked New York streets. He grins and swings, wide enough to be avoided because he knows that Jack isn't trying to flee. It's a game, not a battle for life or death.

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foreverjack
2015-03-14 02:28 pm UTC (link)

Jack's always been happiest out in the thick of things too, battling against Daleks or Slitheen or Cybermen, feeling the blood flow thick and fast in his veins, fizzing with excitement that - yeah - has been sorely lacking here. Perhaps he's been getting just a little too domestic with Ianto. Perhaps he needs a little more danger in his life.

Except that this time he misjudges where Spike's aiming and dodges the wrong way, so that Spike gets him in the solar plexus and even though it's not at full strength, it puts him out of the fight. He staggers backwards, doubling over, pain shooting through him, gasping for breath and really rather disappointed. He hadn't wanted this to end yet.

[OOC: Thought I'd try and leave them wanting more... :-)]

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chipswiththat
2015-03-15 10:20 am UTC (link)

It's such a shame really and Spike isn't even pretending to hide the disappointment that washes over him. Maybe he needs to find someone more durable, or just take out the remaining frustrations on a sandbag at the athletic center. There's a lingering ache in him, like being told to turn off the light and go to sleep before he's had a chance to reach his own climax.

Actually, let's not phrase it like that. Gross.

"Done already?" The tone is mildly mocking, but not as goading as it could be. He's not about to ruin what little chance he has of something solid and regular here. No way.

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LOL @ Spike's thoughts!

foreverjack
2015-03-17 08:14 am UTC (link)

Spike's not the only one who's disappointed, but there's not a lot Jack can do about it, short of killing himself, and this is not sufficient injury to merit that! He nods, managing to flick Spike an apologetic glance. He can't speak; he just doesn't have enough air. His lungs are heaving, desperately trying to pull air into his body. He flaps a regretful hand at Spike.

No point waiting around; this could take a while!

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there's zero ust here what are you talking about

chipswiththat
2015-03-19 08:38 am UTC (link)

Another of the many perks of being dead. You can't get the air knocked out of you if you don't have any air to begin with. A flaw in the plan but he can't really be picky, not after everything that's happened between now and his arrival.

So he gives a shrug, somewhat disappointed, somewhat reluctant as he turns to leave, casually sauntering and lighting a cigarette as he goes.

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Hah! Yeah, right... :-D

foreverjack
2015-03-22 12:02 pm UTC (link)

He hears Spike leave, but by the time he can straighten up again, finally managing to breathe, Spike's just a (rather fine) figure in the distance. He watches him till he's out of sight, with a faint sense of regret that he doesn't really want to analyse because he suspects if he does things might start getting complicated again. Much more fun if he just lets things happen.

Still. This is much better than how things have been between them, and that's a good feeling to take away from this as he finally shakes out the last bit of tension from the fight and goes on his way again, looking for his next conquest.

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