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Feivel Arandale | AU!Fëanor ([personal profile] highly_gifted) wrote in [community profile] savetheearth2015-04-07 07:35 pm

[open] You always wanted a visit, right?

Who: Feivel and/or Nat and YOU
What: Just opening doors from the ghost zone into places and then?????
When: First half of April, pick your date!
Where: Anywhere!

Exploring the ghost zone is great. It's a weird and new place and a certain set of siblings is having a field trip. Most of the time, they're together, but sometimes they split up or one of them goes alone.

They peek out through almost all doors that they find, unless Nat's Force senses tell her that something bad is behind the door (and then sometimes Fe opens it anyway). Maybe they look out at a street where your character is just standing, but maybe they open a door right into their bedroom too, or something else entirely...

((Please make a note in your subject line regarding if you want to encounter Feivel or Nat or both of them))
alderaanda: (That knows no point of rest.)

[personal profile] alderaanda 2015-05-06 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
The tiger goes for Nat, but balks before it could pounce and snarls, baring its teeth, ears flattened.

Nat had met a confused sort of ghost, one of the hundred or so human ones wandering London, and got some kind of pulse out of it, and made friends. Ghosts don't feel like normal people. She imagines she can see their minds, nice and bright and clear without bodies blocking the view. Animals aren't the same as people, and creatures here aren't the same as those ghosts, but something is the same. Here are the bright threads of the tiger's mind, blowing about in a panic, latching on to fear fight fight. Nat imagines taking the threads in her hands, winding them in a neat coil.

"It's okay," she tells it. "I know you're scared." The tiger paces, tail lashing, still baring its teeth here and there, but it's already less agitated. As she keeps talking it looks increasingly less angry and more lost.

Nat didn't get any warning here because ghosts are no longer a threat to her. They will not attack her, and she can befriend them. Of course, that protection doesn't extend to her companions.
oncedevil: (yeah well your mom)

[personal profile] oncedevil 2015-05-08 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a good thing Nat can handle ghosts, as Tony wouldn't have been too thrilled about trying to divide his attention between a bear and a tiger. The bear's a big enough threat, but perhaps he can chase it off and won't have to bring the big ugly sword into play.

But then the tiger moves, Tony's eyes follow instinctively but just a hair too late. "Fe!" He's fallen, and in the moment of distraction is when a massive and powerful bear paw slams him back, leaving a bloody trail of claw marks across his chest in its wake. He hits the ground hard and skids, but bounces up again almost immediately. Adrenaline pumping and that battle lust now rise to the surface eagerly, and he he bellows a feral roar at the animals challenging them to come and play.

If he can't guard them directly, perhaps he can play decoy long enough for either Nat to calm them down again or the two to get away.
Edited 2015-05-09 00:27 (UTC)
alderaanda: (If I am star-beguiled)

[personal profile] alderaanda 2015-05-09 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
Neither of the big animals look normal. There's a white outline around both, their eyes glow, and while they aren't quite photonegatives both have a bit of that look. And dark teeth.

Nat yelps as the tiger pulls away, and all unthinking chases after it. She jumps and grabs at it just as Tony roars.

The tiger is an aging zoo animal that has never seen the wild or seen anything more exciting than a breeding program or an unfortunate duck landing in the enclosure. It's still a wild animal, clearly, but it's running on the 'fight' side of fight-or-flight. The bear, all the noise, being grabbed by something it can't attack, this is all too much.

So it takes off at a dead run. Half riding it Nat hangs on to its neck briefly, getting jounced, but she lets go, tumbling to the ground as it bounds away. A little dazed she picks herself up.