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Skxawng ([info]anotherhellhole) wrote in [info]spinningcompass,
@ 2015-03-14 23:37:00

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Entry tags:!plot, jake sully, ~aaron cross

Who: Jake and Aaron
Where: Aaron's house
What: Jake's a cat.
When: Saturday Afternoon
Rating: Warning for standard Jake&Aaron stuff (swearing etc)
Open: No?
Status: WIP



Jake hissed at himself as he smacked into the leg of Aaron's coffee table for the fifth time in a row, and sat his ass down on the floor with a thud. His tail lashed angrily behind him, his ears flicking angrily, and he wondered how the hell this was so damn difficult. Taronyu and Gwen and Humungosaur all made it look so easy, but here he was, tripping over his own paws like a skxawng. It was kinda like his body had been drinking non-stop for the past three days, but hadn't bothered telling his brain.

He knew it couldn't be his legs, not any more. He'd gone out running for a couple hours before dawn when the sun wasn't there to hurt his eyes (finally managing his long-awaited run on the beach after how long?) and his legs were great. Better than great, it was as if he'd never been shot. And to be fair, his back legs at the moment weren't the problem. His front legs were just all over the place.

Nothing for it but practice, practice, practice, he told himself, and stood up again. He would make it from the coffee table to the doorway without bumping into any more furniture or walking into the skirting boards. He would. Anything to keep his mind from the hunger gnawing away at him.



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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-14 11:52 pm UTC (link)
Aaron had been having the weirdest week. His head had been back in the game, mostly, after the last time the island fucked with him but now that Marta was a child, everything was kinda weird. He felt guilty for not being able to tell her the truth and hoped that he was being a good friend, and trying to protect her. He had popped back to the house to see if he could find any photo albums of hers from when she was a kid, that maybe there was something from her childhood that would make her feel a little bit safer and more at home.

Tossing his key on the stand by the door, he called out, "Jake?! You here?" but heard nothing back. Aaron found it weird that Jake would go out, being a vampire and everything. "Jake?" he called, wandering around the place for a moment before he gave up and went through the closet for the photo albums.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 12:01 am UTC (link)
Jake's ears pricked up when he heard Aaron's voice, and he lifted his head to scent the air - at least some things were obvious in this body - but that broke his concentration for walking, so he just wound up smacking into a side table and knocking something over.

Shit.

He froze where he was, hoping he hadn't broken anything, but then something landed on his tail with a thud and he jumped which only made him bang into the table again. A pen landed on the floor this time, beside the hard-backed notebook which must have been what had landed on his tail.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 12:19 am UTC (link)
Aaron heard something thud in the other room. He didn't like it; it was too quiet and where was Jake? He reached down to his ankle and pulled a knife from a holster slowly. He was quiet as a mouse as he crept along to the living room.

He pushed the door open and peeked inside, back flat to the door. He couldn't see any shadows of people, he couldn't hear footsteps or voices or anything. All he saw was a the shadow of a small animal.

Wait. They didn't have any pets.

Knife still brandished, he stepped into the room and saw a...cat. "What the fuck..." he muttered, bending down and sheathing the knife again. "Hey cat."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 12:31 am UTC (link)
"Hey," he replied, through habit, but it really didn't sound like that. Walking very carefully, he made his way out from under the table and twisted round to look at his tail. It was all fluffed up, but he gave it a quick twitch and smoothed out the fur. Then he looked down at the notebook and pen, reading the front cover of it. Huh. Some big word that Tommy would know about, so the book was clearly Marta's.

He sat down after that, his sore tail tucking neatly round his paws, and looked up at Aaron with his head tilted to the side.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 12:47 am UTC (link)
The cat mewed at him. There was something very familiar about this cat, the way he looked at Aaron and the colouring too? God, he was imagining things. The cat was looking at him with his head tilted and that weird... look. Aaron needed a break.

He picked up Marta's notebook and put it back where it belonged, sighing softly. He missed his Marta, the adult one he got to kiss and hold tightly. Tiny Marta made him feel guilty and useless for not getting her home like she wanted. He could only ever try.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 01:13 am UTC (link)
He watched as Aaron picked up after him, then got back to his feet and padded as best he could out into the hallway, brushing against Aaron's legs as he walked past since he didn't yet have a voice to ask what was wrong, before shifting back to look human again. "Jesus," he hissed, the pain of shifting back taking his breath away for a moment before walking back into the living room.

"Is it that bad at Laura's place?" he asked aloud, leaning against the doorframe.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 01:23 am UTC (link)
Aaron was busy looking through the closet in the living room when he heard Jake's voice behind him. The cat had disappeared too. Was he snack for him or something?

"Nah, I was just looking for some of Marta's old family photo albums, you know?" he asked, pulling out a storage box. "Did you bring a cat in here?" he asked, looking around. "He must have got out, sorry."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 01:28 am UTC (link)
Jake nodded at the mention of the photo albums, but couldn't help laughing a little when Aaron asked about the cat. "The cat's still here, man. I didn't just get being a vampire off of Mitchell, y'know?" he pointed out, moving a bit closer to Aaron without even thinking about it. Once he realized what he was doing, though, he made sure to keep some furniture between them.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 07:09 pm UTC (link)
Aaron burst out laughing, having to lean against the fireplace mantle to keep from falling over. "You're a fucking cat, that's the best thing I've ever heard. Jesus fucking Christ...." he kept laughing, and shook his head in disbelief. "Fuck man, you've been turned into like 4 different species of creature now. Human, Na'vi, cat and vampire. That's ridiculous."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 07:36 pm UTC (link)
"And we were ponies, don't forget that," he pointed out with a grin, "And I'm gonna try for Ikran next. Gotta get as much good out of this switch as I can, y'know?" He just hoped that the healing on his spine and legs was permanent this time.

"I was out running earlier," he added, his smile softening a lot as he said it, glancing down at his bare feet.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 07:46 pm UTC (link)
"Oh christ, I had forgotten about that, yeah," he laughed still and wiped his eyes as they watered. "Fucking hell, this place is another realm of weird away from sending me to the nut house. How do you cope with the island fucking with your body every other week?" he asked, pulling out more boxes from the closet for Marta.

"I hope you washed those before you stepped all over our carpets, Sully."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 08:29 pm UTC (link)
"Nah, I tracked half the beach back in with me, in case you fancied building a sand-pit out the back." He smirked as he spoke, but his face fell as he realized he could hear Aaron's heartbeat and he had to force himself to look away from his best friend's neck where he could just imagine the blood pumping round and God, it'd taste so fucking good and...

"You want a coffee? I'll go make coffee," he blurted out, and turned on his heel to go to the kitchen.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 09:09 pm UTC (link)
"You better fucking not have..." he started to say and then heard him fleeing with something about coffee? Aaron didn't like to think about how hard it was for Jake to do it to be around a breathing human with blood. "Coffee's fine, thanks!" he called, pulling out the albums in triumph.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 10:27 pm UTC (link)
The blinds were shut as quick as Jake could get to them, since the sun was shining in and catching his already-sensitive eyes, and then he gripped hard onto the edge of the kitchen counter. Ducking his head, he screwed his eyes shut and just concentrated on his breathing. He could do this, he could. Deep breaths, Sully, deep breaths.

He spent so much time trying to calm down, he forgot to make coffee.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 10:34 pm UTC (link)
Jake had been gone for a while and Aaron was starting to get more worried. He slipped the albums into a backpack and went into the kitchen to find him.

"Jake?" he said, stepping into the doorway. "Want me to go?"

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 10:48 pm UTC (link)
He jumped at the sound of Aaron's voice, and spun round to look at him. His eyes were black with the bloodlust, but he didn't realize it. Wiping his hand down his face, he stared at Aaron until the words sunk in.

"No. No, it's your house. I'm not going to..." he said, trailing off as he took a step towards Aaron and then forced himself to stay where he was. The effort it was taking him to keep himself from just grabbing Aaron and pushing his head to the side so that he could feed was insane. He licked his lips, and then shook his head. "I dunno how the fuck Mitchell deals with this all the damn time... I should go."

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-15 10:54 pm UTC (link)
"Jake..." Aaron took a step forwards, only it was careful and measured and distant. "You can deal with this, it's nothing compared to you." Aaron didn't move and willed his heart to stop hammering so hard.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-15 11:26 pm UTC (link)
"Don't!" he snapped, stepping back against the kitchen counter once more. Aaron's heartbeat was thudding loudly, and Jake was staring at his neck yet again. Only a little bit, that wouldn't hurt. Right? He licked at his lips again, unsurprised to find that his tongue brushed against a fang, before burying his face in his hands.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-16 10:29 am UTC (link)
Jesus fuck. "Okay, I'm gonna get the albums and leave. I think you need that right now," he stepped back, taking a deep breath. Aaron was strong but there was no way he'd ever be able to fight off a vampire, blood deprived or otherwise.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-16 10:16 pm UTC (link)
"I shouldn't be making you leave your own fucking house, Aaron..." he ground out, desperately trying to get things under control. Looking up again, he noticed that the fangs had receded once more, but he still had no idea about his eyes.

Wait. Wait.

"Cat. I could... Yeah, cat," he muttered, then fixed his gaze on Aaron. "If I'm a cat, that should help?"

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-16 10:41 pm UTC (link)
"Might be my house technically but you're the one living here, Jake," he countered, lingering a little. "Might kinda... cut the conversation off but at least you won't do anything..." he mumbled, not really moving yet.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-16 11:50 pm UTC (link)
He closed his eyes as Aaron spoke, so that he wasn't watching his friend's throat any more. "You leaving would stop the conversation too, y'know," he pointed out.

"Might fall on my face a lot," he admitted after a moment, "I think I need to rewire my cat-brain." Then he did as Mitchell had said, and he was a cat again, looking up at Aaron.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-18 07:03 pm UTC (link)
Aaron looked down at the cat at his feet, realising the colouring matched Jake's clothes. "Well, at least this means I can pick you up and carry you about..." he grinned, crouching down and petting his back with a grin on hiss face. "Now, there, good kitty."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-18 09:45 pm UTC (link)
Cats swearing sounded much like everything else cats said, Jake realized, and he was just considering hissing at Aaron when the bastard started to scratch at the fur on his back and holy shit, that felt good. Jake forgot all about his hunger and even his stupid front legs for a moment as Aaron moved his hand up to rub behind his ears as well, and he closed his eyes as he sat his ass down on the floor. If he'd been a real cat, he'd have been purring by now.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-18 10:07 pm UTC (link)
Aaron laughed at the reaction, even seeing Jake's little kitty face scrunch and eventually relax into it. "God, you're adorable. Little pointy ears and everything. Man I should be videoing this for future blackmail material."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-18 10:50 pm UTC (link)
He managed to open his eyes for that, and glared up at Aaron, even baring his teeth a little. He got back to his feet and carefully walked away - he veered a little bit towards the kitchen cabinets, but since he was heading towards them anyway, he didn't care. Once he was close enough, he crouched down a little bit before springing up onto the countertop and landing easily on it.

Sitting down neatly, his tail curling round his feet once more, he looked back round at Aaron when he was done. "You're gonna get got by the Island, y'know," he tried to warn his friend, although it sounded nothing like that.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-19 07:28 pm UTC (link)
Aaron crossed his arms and leant against the kitchen counter, wondering what Jake was actually saying. "You realise that came out more like 'meow meow meow' right? I guess you're gonna kill me later for petting you and were telling me off or something, if I know you."

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-20 12:57 am UTC (link)
Jake tilted his head while Aaron spoke, then nodded when he was done. At least he'd understand that much.

Settling down on his front legs as well, he closed his eyes as he realized just how okay he felt around Aaron now, compared to how awful it had been a couple minutes earlier. Yes, the hunger was still there, but he had to concentrate on being a cat and that took the edge off of things.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-22 12:09 am UTC (link)
Aaron chuckled a little and went into the fridge, searching for food. He had been perpetually hungry lately, a residual effect from the serum he guessed. "Ugh dude, it's gonna end up stinking of cat in here, isn't it?"

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-22 12:25 am UTC (link)
"No," he replied, the resulting meow sounding like it had just the right amount of grumpiness. He sniffed the air once the fridge was open and picked up all the smells of the food he hadn't really wanted to eat - the only hunger he seemed to have any more was not for regular food. And since he had no interest in whatever Aaron was shoveling into him, Jake stayed where he was.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-23 10:02 pm UTC (link)
Aaron finished the packet of honey roast ham and chuckled at the damn cat, it even sounded grumpy like Jake did grumpy. "I'm gonna guess that means 'fuck you' or something close to it. Maybe we should keep you this way..." he reached out and petted Jake again, struggling to contain his laughter.

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[info]anotherhellhole
2015-03-23 10:43 pm UTC (link)
"You're not funny," Jake muttered, which sounded very strange as a cat, before leaning into where Aaron was rubbing at the back of his neck and behind his ears. He might be a total bastard sometimes, but he had really good fingers.

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[info]inthecrossfire
2015-03-26 10:49 pm UTC (link)
Aaron kept rubbing Jake the cat and chuckled. "Oh you're gonna kill me when you're Na'vi again, aren't you? Just remember I have a fiancé and we might have kids one day. Don't kill me before then."

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