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Tweak says, "I admit, i'm starving!!"

MarinaNova NPCs (marinanova_npc) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2016-04-04 11:02:00

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370 - Fear Itself: The Revenge

(OOC: EVENT INFO | RAFFLE THREAD)

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 03:43 pm UTC (link)

Eh, he'll live. Or rather, he can't exactly get any more dead and a bite like this is more of a nuisance than a real problem. Maybe Ianto was right, maybe he really does have a type — immortal men with dramatic coats and fake names, was it? Funny how no one saw this coming.

"I've been told I need to learn how to share!"

And with Jack slowing the raptor down he can catch up and head it off, making a grab for it's jaw to wrench the head to the side. Lizard skin is thick and tough to get through but if you find the soft spot on its throat you can do enough damage and that's what he intends to do. It feels good to bite again, even if raptors taste disgusting.

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 04:26 pm UTC (link)

That gets him a much longer, assessing stare - or at least, as long as Jack can give whilst being hauled along by a raptor, which isn't very. He's still trying to find an angle to pierce its touch hide whilst dodging the long and pointed beak that's trying to turn and snap at him when Spike manages to grab it and bite it instead. Rather than being repulsed as some might be, Jack laughs, still clinging to it to try and help hold it still enough to let Spike do his thing. He has no idea if a vampire bite will be enough to kill it, but even if it doesn't, it's distracted the creature long enough for him to finally get his knife in between the scales and do some actual damage.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 04:47 pm UTC (link)

It takes a lot more effort than he can afford to put into it but if need be, he could tear and gnaw his way to some major artery this way. Luckily he won't need to, since Jack'll do the honors for him and in this scenario he doesn't care so much if he gets the kill or simply acts as the decoy.

He takes a few steps back as the raptor goes down in an effort to avoid the claws and teeth during the death jitters. The blood is leaving a nasty taste in his mouth and so he spits it out, trying and failing to get the game face to go down. Fuck, it's been too long. Just give him a moment to think really hard about baseball and he'll be fine.

"Not bad."

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 04:59 pm UTC (link)

"Thanks!" Both to the compliment and the help with killing the thing. He finally lets go of it and eases himself up off it, carefully because of his injured arm. It's bleeding freely, along with the multiple scratches and gashes on his face from the damn thing's teeth, and he starts looking round for something to bind it with, to stem the bleeding until his super-fast healing powers kick in.

Not being able to find any thing to form into makeshift bandages nearby, he starts to pull his coat off so he can use his shirt, wincing as it pulls over lacerated flesh and glancing round at Spike. And yes, he is rather aware of the fact that he's bleeding right next to a vampire in game face, but for the moment he's going to ignore that and hope that Spike's sufficiently in control for it not to be a problem. "Nice teamwork! You okay?"

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 05:08 pm UTC (link)

He'll keep himself in check — or, he'll try, but it's really difficult with such a strong smell of fresh, warm, human blood so close to him. Even more so since he knows what Jack tastes like and sure, he ain't no Slayer, but he's pretty damn close. Maybe that whole blue band idea could be put to use in other ways, later.

"Hmn? Yeah... yeah, I'm fine."

He pulls himself out of it after a bit too long of a pause, ignoring his own lacerated arm completely. Damn, that smells so good. He hasn't had a hot meal in... in forever and it's not like he'd even have to bite him. It's just there, wasting away drop by precious drop. Yeah, this game face isn't going away anytime soon. Damn.

"You alright?"

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 08:13 pm UTC (link)

"I'm fine." Lying on automatic, partly because it's nothing that won't heal and partly because his attention's elsewhere. He can feel the tension fairly radiating off Spike and, while he's aware that at least some of it is almost certainly down to certain happenings the a couple of days ago, some of it must also be due to the blood dripping from his arm and splatting on the floor. He wonders if Spike too is getting flashes of another occasion when he was bleeding onto the ground, also in the dark, also with Spike watching him hungrily.

How things have changed between them since then!

He watches Spike for a long moment as he strips off his shirt and starts to twist it into a makeshift bandage, studying that demonic face and seeing a different man to the one he once knew. A man who's obviously lusting after that blood dripping from his arm, but who this time reigns himself in - who doesn't even make one wry comment or taunt about it.

It's enough to make him eventually drop the shirt and hold out his arm instead, offering it to Spike. There are deep gouges running down it, only just starting to heal up, the blood flow just starting to slow. "Want some?" he offers, blue eyes intent on Spike's face.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 08:29 pm UTC (link)

He's trying so hard, jaw set as he resists the call of the demon. The last couple of days shook him to his core and although he'll be back to his usual snarky self before long, that cocky facade is mostly dropped until they've gotten this whole mess settled. That also means no snide remarks, no taunting, no nothing.

And then Jack throws that offer out on the table and he can't help but groan. Fuck you, Jack Harkness.

"Are you serious?"

His eyes narrow, still yellow and feral. Don't be cruel. He's been living off bottled blood for months and it's gross as hell in comparison. This is like waving a kobe beef in front of someone who's lived off White Castle burgers and nothing but.

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 08:36 pm UTC (link)

That Spike still hesitates speaks volumes, and makes him even more determined to offer what he's offering. It also, the longer he waits, makes it harder to keep his arm held out like that, in case Spike sneers at him. He shrugs, coming a step closer, so his arm's practically under Spike's nose.

"You might as well have it. It's only going to go to waste otherwise."

Besides, they really need to talk, and he senses that's not going to be possible until Spike's bloodlust has died down.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 08:43 pm UTC (link)

Okay, that would be difficult to resist even without the verbal invitation and he wastes no more time dilly-dallying, a pleasurable tingle running down his dead nerves as he bows his head to dig in, eyes already half-closed in preparation for what will be the best meal he's had since he was souled-

-and in that moment the barrier kicks in, pushing him back a good two feet. Too much excitement there, buddy. Can't get so worked up over your food.

"Sonnovabitch!"

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 08:53 pm UTC (link)

He hadn't forgotten about the black band - hard to, really, seeing how prominently Spike's displaying it - but he hadn't reckoned on it actually being a problem here, considering he wasn't asking Spike to actually bite him, just suck up a bit of already spilled blood. Apparently, though, he was underestimating just how tasty a meal he is.

He yelps as he's pushed away from Spike and staggers back, almost tripping over his coat before he manages to catch his balance. "Oh, for fuck's sake!" he yells up at the sky, as if the AIs are gods residing up there in the heavens, as if they can hear him. (Maybe they can.) "I was trying to be nice! Can't you just let things work for us, just once???"

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 09:01 pm UTC (link)

This sucks so hard and he really can't wait to be done with it. Getting involved in this whole blue band business was for Ianto's sake initially but damn if he isn't curious what else it'll make possible. He wasn't the only one who enjoyed that bite in the darkness, a life time ago. As he recalls, Jack had his share of reluctant fun too.

"Fuck..." he groans, jaw set, forcing himself out of game face. Can't give them the satisfaction. It's hard though, more difficult than he's willing to let on.

"It's fine... those assholes aren't worth the trouble."

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 09:08 pm UTC (link)

Jack definitely had his share of fun that night and being reminded of that now means he's just starting to realise himself what else might be got out of a three-way blue band contract, other than just being able to fuck Ianto again. It makes it even harder to cool down in the face of being thwarted by the damn wardens, but if Spike can manage it, so can he.

He grits his teeth and scoops up his dropped shirt and wraps it round his bloodied arm as he'd originally intended, though it's mostly stopped bleeding anyway now.

"I'm sorry," he says, turning his glare up at the sky into a rueful smile for Spike. "That really wasn't meant as a taunt of what you can't have."

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chipswiththat
2016-04-05 09:13 pm UTC (link)

"Only fair, I guess."

His tone is still strained but he's trying. Believe it or not, but he can muster up an iron will when he needs to and these last couple of days he's really needed to. Groaning he straightens back up, gives his shredded arm a tired look before shaking the tingles out. It's fine. It'll be fine. So glad he left the coat at home.

"Should probably talk about that, huh?"

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foreverjack
2016-04-05 10:25 pm UTC (link)

One eyebrow quirks faintly at that, but he doesn't follow it up, merely giving Spike's own arm a cursory look to make sure he's going to be okay too before nodding wryly.

"I guess we should." He picks up his coat but the sleeve is in shreds and it's not worth saving; he's sure he can get another from the shops in The Row in the morning. That's where it came from in the first place, after all. He chucks it back down on the ground, and turns back to Spike. Suddenly, feeling on the same side as Spike against the raptors and the AIs, talking to him doesn't seem so hard.

"You're really up for getting a blue band for all three of us?"

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chipswiththat
2016-04-06 06:22 am UTC (link)

He hesitates on the answer, not for long but certainly long enough to show that he's not taking this lightly in any way. It's a big, serious, messed up deal and if he'd had his way he would've cut and run when Ianto first called him. As it happens, he couldn't and here they are now.

"Seemed like the only option that made any sense." He shrugs. "Besides... it would make things easier, don't you think? Next time those mistletoe wankers come around."

Yeah, he's been thinking about that and although he's not exactly willing to offer himself up from the get go, it seems inevitable that something will happen. After all, he's felt Jack's erection against his hip more times than Ianto's and wow that's a sentence he never would've guessed would exist in his skull.

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foreverjack
2016-04-06 07:32 am UTC (link)

For a moment, Jack's other eyebrow goes up to join the first, then an oddly vulnerable look comes onto his face. "You really would be okay with - well, with actually consumating this between us as well as with him? I mean, I mostly thought it'd have to be just - you know - sharing him between us!" That's about the best he's been able to let himself hope for. Half of Ianto.

As for the erection business - well. Jack does tend to let himself get over-excited more than Ianto does. And he's had more reasons than Ianto for getting excited from the get-go here - the instinctive attraction due to Spike looking like John, at the start, and then the excitement of him being a vampire, before the attraction to the man who's actually Spike started to take over.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-06 08:52 am UTC (link)

This is, perhaps, admitting to more than he's ready to admit but they're out here and they're talking and his nerves are still buzzing with adrenaline from the raptor fight. What does he really have left to lose? It's all so messed up anyway.

"Don't get ahead of yourself." he snorts, defensive, but... "We both know it's just a matter of time. Hell, without the bands? You probably would've gotten there first."

In a different kind of way, of course, and he feels like he needs to clarify this to Jack face to face while he still has the chance and the courage to do so. This is big and they need to know exactly how big.

"I don't cheat. I don't share. This whole... this whole thing is something I don't do." He makes a vague gesture, implying everything that's happened over the last couple of days. "So... go easy on me. I'm trying, here."

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foreverjack
2016-04-06 09:09 am UTC (link)

It really is more than he dared hope for. Something actually involving the three of them as a unit, rather than a tug of war with Ianto in the middle. He knows as well as Spike does that it will take time to work up to that, but to have it as something to aim for, to work towards - that's fantastic.

He lifts his hands slightly in surrender, smiling ruefully. "I know, I know, I get it." Well, not get it in the personal sense, but he's negotiated with enough people who're new to polyamory by now to at least be aware of how they usually handle it. "It's a lot. It's a lot for us to work through. I'm not expecting miracles right away. It's just... it's not just Ianto, is it? There is something between us too?"

And it's not easy for him to admit to this either. He may be free and easy with his body, but his emotions? Not so much.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-06 01:22 pm UTC (link)

He's still not convinced this won't fizzle out before they put it into practice or that it'll go up in flames if they get far enough to get the bands in order, but this is a start. They should at least give it an honest try, shouldn't they? Seems such a waste to do anything else.

"You don't think so? I mean, you haven't thought of it?"

He's a little surprised at that, to be honest, and maybe it's because he's such a creature of emotion that this part is easy for him. He's always relied on gut feeling and big, grand, romantic gestures. It's something he's confident in and realizing that neither Jack nor Ianto are quite as sure of themselves is... weird. Comforting, but weird. At least he got this part mostly covered, even if it is a tangled mess.

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	foreverjack 2016-04-06 01:32 pm UTC (link)
	Jack lets out a surprised little laugh. "Of course I've thought of it! I know there's an attraction there from my side; I just wasn't sure about from yours. I mean, yeah, at the beginning there was but then you got the chip out and and I stuck a soul in you and... What we have is complicated at best! Doesn't mean I don't want it, though!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chipswiththat 2016-04-06 01:41 pm UTC (link)
	"Jack. I let you kiss me in the graveyard. You really think I do that with everyone I meet?" He didn't even punch him in the face once it was over! That says a lot, he thinks, about how this might actually work out or at least not be entirely terrible. Not to mention the recent mistletoe bot encounter. Honestly, they're drowning in foreshadowng here. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foreverjack
2016-04-06 03:29 pm UTC (link)

Jack stares at him for a moment, and realises he's been tarring Spike with his own brush. Just because kissing anyone and everyone is his way, it doesn't mean everyone else does it as a matter of course.

It's a good thing it's very, very dark so hopefully even Spike can't see the faint blush that creeps over his cheeks. "Okay, fair point," he admits, and lets out a still slightly tentative breath. "So... we're good? We can try and put past conflicts behind us and make a fresh start?"

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chipswiththat
2016-04-06 03:33 pm UTC (link)

Night vision. Part of the vampire game but if he notices Jack heating up he's not saying anything about it, just nods in agreement.

"We're good. And for what it's worth, I offered to pretend like this whole thing never happened. If anyone should get credit for this, it's Ianto."

This nice moment of reconciliation, whatever the future might bring now that they've cleared out all that old nasty business... good things, he hopes, cautiously optimistic now that he's talked to Jack. Such a nice moment. It'd be a shame if something ruined it.

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foreverjack
2016-04-07 08:42 am UTC (link)

Something like that gaggle of spooky laughter approaching from round the corner right about now? Jack's just opened his mouth to agree that clearly they have something major they both agree on - how amazing Ianto is - when he hears it and changes what he was going to say abruptly. "How are you with the wasps?" he asks urgently, in an echo of his first question, as he simultaneously draws his gun and bends to pick up his discarded knife.

He hasn't had so much success with the wasps so far, himself.

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chipswiththat
2016-04-07 04:48 pm UTC (link)

Well, shit. Should've seen it coming and maybe they're idiots for chatting casually like this in the middle of the darkened street. He tenses instantly, considers putting up a cocky attitude but these are much harder to fight than raptors, especially without a ranged weapon. He still remembers the long hours of being stoned out of his mind, the last time these critters came around. Haven't been that high since Woodstock.

"Not great." He grits his teeth, game face sliding back on instinctively. "Fast lit'le buggers. Not a big area to hit either."

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