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Henry McCoy (i_thebeast) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-08-10 16:05:00

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baba yaga, bad moon, henry mccoy, jesse custer

Down by the Bay of the Hanky Panky (open!)
Hank was… getting used to his bear form. Starting to enjoy it, a little. As soon as he'd found he could shift back and forth the whole thing became much more tolerable. Well, that and rumors has spread that he was not the only one, so maybe it was just the City toying with them as Hannibal suggested it sometimes did.

At nights he went out to the park, strolling around in his bear form and exploring. He liked to sniff out things, then take them to a hiding spot and come back to investigate them when he was human. The comparison between the sets of senses were pleasing, if not a bit useless.

Tonight, though, Hank went to the docks in human form, slipping into and ally and changing out of his clothes, shifting quickly. It was getting easier, the more he did it, and soon a polar bear was sneaking guiltily down to the water.

When he got to the edge he blinked, staring at the water and sniffing it. He almost smiled, though he was a bit nervous. The bear wanted to go in, to see if there was food. The human part of him knew polar bears were great swimmers, he'd studied up on them when he'd first returned to human form, but he was still a bit apprehensive even after deciding to come here.

All it really took was a small frog jumping into the water to his side, and Hank's predatory instincts took over. He lurched forward into a semi-graceful dive into the water, plunging in and finding the water perfectly deep enough for a giant mammal to enter for a swim.

Hank human mind felt a flash of terror as he cannonballed and the water enveloped him; he'd never actually swam before and had never been in water deeper than the shallow baths his mother had given him as a child, but the bear kicked in and knew what to do, plunging down and down and looking around. The moonlight didn't allow for much light, but it was still very clear, and as Hank turned joyfully he felt the polar bear's full appreciation for the world under the surface where his weight and bulk didn't mean so much.

Hank surfaced, taking a deep breath of air before spotting his frog on a rope hanging down into the water, looking disinterested. He went still, then lunged for it, far too slow to catch the slimy creature as it hopped into the water and bolted away, but then again he wasn't really interested in catching it anyway. He couldn't imagine frogs tasted that good raw, whatever the French liked to do with them in the kitchen.

Yes, Hank was a happy polar bear, surfacing and diving and testing how long he could go underwater. As long as no boat ran over him he could see spending the night here.

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i_cast
2011-08-12 02:58 am UTC (link)

"It isn't bad. I've had the opportunities to swim in more...interesting places?" Baba started swimming closer, moving round to his side. "Though, I believe I'd rather be out of it. You know, I've never ridden a polar bear. Well, I almost did, but it didn't happen." She sighed wistfully.

"I must admit, this is the first time I've been in a larger body of water in a while. The last time...well, it wasn't that pleasant." She sounded sad, and perhaps a little angry. She had right to such feelings, even if she had been considered the bad guy in the story.

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i_thebeast
2011-08-12 03:12 am UTC (link)

"I'f not tried to carry anyone, though iff you'd like to try...." he tried to swim as slowly as possible. It was a bit upsetting to him that she was feeling bad about the last time she'd swam. If he could make her feel better, he'd certainly want to try.

He would definitely have to ask about the other time she'd almost ridden a polar bear though, that just had to be a fascinating story whether or not it was a were-creature or an actual wild animal.

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i_cast
2011-08-12 04:05 am UTC (link)

"Oh, I don't want you to feel like you have to. I don't want you to feel like a beast of burden or anything." Baba very much wanted to ride a polar bear; the thought of it made her a little giddy. Riding animals that weren't usually ridden unless in stories of some sort, even if she herself was a Fable, was something of a high. She grabbed some of his fur, wondering how one mounted a polar bear without flying. She wasn't going to let him in on that particular bit of power. She did have to keep some of herself a mystery after all.

"Though, I've no idea how to get on you." She tried to start climbing up his back. She didn't mean to pull too much on his fur, honest. Certainly not when she slipped, possibly yanking some of the fur a little too hard.

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	i_thebeast 2011-08-12 12:11 pm UTC (link)
	Hank grunted when she yanked hard, impulsively yanking away. Hmm, this would take human intelligence, it would seem. "Whait," he said, then paddled away a bit before diving down, moving easily under the water and positioning himself under the shadow of her body, coming up at just the right angle so that she'd be able to grab his shoulders as he surfaced. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

i_cast
2011-08-12 06:30 pm UTC (link)

The crone laughed as he disappeared under the water. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of the idea, but she could exactly tell him to go under her. Or could she. She climbed on as soon as he surfaced near her, her legs and arms wrapping about him until he was high enough for her to just sit up.

"You do realize, this is probably something you should be doing with someone you'd like to be naked around, not someone you're friends with, yes?" She laughed softly, rubbing at his neck and shoulders a little. Baba wasn't completely nude, but with a dip in the water, she might as well have been.

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i_thebeast
2011-08-12 07:42 pm UTC (link)

"Ah, I an' not naked," he responded, ears twitching in amusement. "And I'ff not looked at yor person, so I'd not know you are either."

He swam as close to the surface as possible, letting her move around and then enjoying her rubbing his shoulders. He started swimming up the side of the bay, looking around a little bit. Yes, they must be an odd sight, but Hank was letting go of his human concerns and enjoying himself. His bear self.

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i_cast
2011-08-13 03:54 am UTC (link)

"So, you became a bear using a cloak?" The crone reached up and playfully tapped his ear before snuggling into his back. He was a rather warm creature. "And, you really shouldn't be so reserved. Let your animal instincts guide you a little more. You miss out when you're overly polite."

She continued to rub at his shoulders and neck as she watched the world slip by, what there was of it to see on the back of a polar bear at the City docks.

"Okay. I should go." She sat up, giving him a pat to the shoulder. "I can't sit in the water this long without pruning."

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i_thebeast
2011-08-14 03:54 am UTC (link)

"No. 'ut now I got fuhr, so not naked," Hank said, almost with an "i told you so" tone, grinning his bear grin. He did feel at more liberty to be silly and open when he was in bear form. Maybe it was because social niceties weren't expected of a wild animal.

As soon as she mentioned getting out he turned, swimming back to where they'd gotten out and heading to a nearby bank, climbing out. It was odd, the more gradual shift from the weightlessness of water to the heavy movement of four legs, but he kept it as careful and smooth as possible, moving over to to clothing and kneeling down to let her off, resisting the urge to shake the water out of his fur.

"Are you safe getting ho'ne?" he asked. If she'd feel better with a bear escort he'd be happy to oblige.

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i_cast
2011-08-14 11:57 pm UTC (link)

"You are trying to be smart, little Henry." Baba didn't seem angry by his little comment about fur and it negating his nudity. She held on to his shoulders as he climbed out of the water. As soon as she could, she slid off his back and grabbed up her dress. She didn't hurry into the sundress, but did finally put it on. The material stuck to her wet skin, hiding little once more.

"I believe I can find my way home well enough, thank you, Henry." Her hand reached up and softly rubbed the side of his head if he let her, just a sweet little touch, perhaps.

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