Beast (une_bete) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2017-06-14 21:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, beast |
Who: Adam and Open
Where: Just outside the diner
What: Adam = Beast
When: Lunchtime
Open: Yes
Adam was walking to the diner to get his lunch. He had been up late the previous night, reading over some of the recipe books he'd found in the library, and wanted to know how easy it would be to make some of the things given that the extent of his culinary skills at the moment seemed to be "heating water". Granted, he had had Staff to do his cooking for him, so he hadn't needed to know before now. He had one of the books with him, and was going to ask Lacey or Isabel or Elly what they thought.
At least, that was the plan.
He paused at the first twinge. His stomach cramped for some reason, but the pain did not die down. It started to spread, and he could not continue walking after a few seconds. He dropped the book without meaning to as the pain spread to his arms, and then down into his spine and his legs. He had fallen to the ground at that point, and couldn't help but cry out, screaming in pain as it felt like his bones were breaking and reforming. His head felt like it was in a vice, and he curled up around himself as best he could while his body shifted.
And then it was over, and he felt wrung out and exhausted. He put his hands down on the ground and scowled at the sound of claws clacking on the road surface. His eyes snapped open and he stared at his paws. His PAWS.
"Non... non, c'est... ce n'est pas possible..." he said, his voice much lower all of a sudden, as he clambered to his feet (PAWS). "Je n'ai rien fait de mal! Je ne comprends pas..." he muttered, growling as he looked down at himself. He was the Beast once more.