Nov 20 - whedon/sven
Who: Whedon and Sven
When: Thurs, November 20, after lunch
Where: Sven's quarters at Hogwarts
What: Whedon comes to talk to Sven. They discuss mating season, Fernando, Rufus and there's the proposition to study at Rivendell instead.
*Whedon*
He stepped out of the fireplace into William and Sven's quarters, a hand over his eyes.
"Are you here? Are you decent?"
*William*
He groaned as he heard Whedon's voice.
"Your favourite person is here," he teased, reaching over his potions notes and thwapping Sven with a pillow.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes as she put her medical magic book aside and batted the pillow away.
"We're decent, Whedon. Although I'm surprised to see ya. Usually it's me busting in on ya and hoping ya guys are decent," she teased.
*Whedon*
He uncovered his eyes and smiled.
"Ha ha, very funny," he teased. "Not my fault you always decide to come over when Casey's in the shower."
He turned to William.
"If you've got some time, Remus wanted to talk to you."
*William*
He sighed, putting aside the textbook and his lesson plans.
"Yeah, I've always got time for him," he said sarcastically as he got to his feet and gave Sven a quick kiss.
"Don't cause any trouble," he said before heading for the floo.
*Sven*
She chuckled as she shook her head.
"How much trouble could I get into with him around," she teased as she nodded towards Whedon.
*William*
"Loads," she teased before blowing Sven another kiss. Throwing green powder into the flames, she called out Remus' cottage and stepped through.
*Whedon*
He went and took a seat on the couch.
"So, how goes? Enjoying your new gender?"
*Sven*
Stretching, she laughed and nodded before moving over to the couch as well.
"Yeah. Although it's a been there, done that, kinda thing for me. I'll be happy when we figure out a way to fix this though."
*Whedon*
"I heard you were the center of attention on Monday. You doing alright?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Yeah... I'm doing alright. Still confused as all hell 'bout all of it..."
She smiled softly as she looked over at Whedon.
"And ya know, the usual guilt and all."
*Whedon*
"Do I need to beat you with a wet noodle until you understand that you have nothing to be guilty for? Evil exists. It always will, and it will always find an excuse to use. You just happened to be that excuse this time. The universe apparently likes to use you as an excuse and fuck with you a lot. But you know what, that doesn't mean it's your fault. It just means you're stronger for having managed to exist through all that," he said, patting sven's leg.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Ya don't needa beat it into me, Will and Sirius have been doing their best with that," she said before shrugging. "I can't help it. The Headmaster from Durmstrang comes with beasties demanding we return his books which I was keeping in my trunk and completely forgot were due anytime soon without warning and then a group of changelings attack because of me beating up Forbes. This universe really needs to learn to stop kicking a guy when he's down."
*Whedon*
"When the universe stops kicking you when you're down, it'll explode," he teased.
"What happened with Forbes? Nothing goes beyond here if you don't want it to."
*Sven*
She sighed as she shook her head.
"He snuck me out of school last week by pretending that the Ministry needed me for questioning or some crap like that 'cause he needed my help keeping a changeling busy. Reason number one 'bout why all this doesn't make sense seeing that if he had that many changeling buddies to come and fight his battle, why did he need me? Anyways, he took me to the Tower of London, I kept the only Macha left busy while he went into the treasury there and got the Hand of Subtlety. He comes out, he starts to lead me back to the Ministry and tells me that he's got the Hand in the box and that it's a powerful magical relic that can basically do anything. So..."
She huffed out another sigh as she shifted nervously on the sofa and looked towards the fire.
"So, I drained his energy, locked him in a pub bathroom, and took the Hand..." she mumbled quietly.
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"That doesn't make sense. Unless he was just trying to set you up," he said in confusion.
"Does he hate you that much?
*Sven*
She shrugged.
"I mean, I left his wand outside the bathroom so he couldn't get out easily and all. Didn't know how long he'd be knocked out, but I don't know... I mean, those changelings weren't even here to get the hand back. They were here to get revenge which is just stupid considering they didn't even hurt me at all in the whole time they were here. I just don't get it."
*Whedon*
He sighed.
"It doesn't make sense to any of us," he said tiredly, running a hand over his hair.
"Do you know a Fernando?" he asked.
*Sven*
She quirked an eyebrow at Whedon.
"I did. Why?" she asked curiously.
*Whedon*
"The name's Portuguese and I remembered seeing it on the floo parchment awhile back. And then him not being a student. I don't know if he's Brazilian or not, but we don't have many leads yet," he said before Sven's words registered.
"Did? What happened?"
*Sven*
She made a face.
"He was killed the night of the attacks. The back of his head was smashed open. Will and I saw him when we came down to get the books, but his body was gone by the time the battle was over."
: *Whedon*
His eyes widened.
"That's... that can't be a coincidence. Do you know if he was Brazilian?" he asked.
*Sven*
She shook her head before frowning.
"No... But he was part changeling... Strong too."
*Whedon*
"What kind of changeling?" he asked. "Do you know?
*Sven*
She shook her head slightly.
"Not mine. Don't think he was the kind that attacked us either... It's hard for me to tell just by feeling the power."
*Whedon*
"He didn't changeling out on you, then?" he said curiously.
"What happened between the two of you?"
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Er... he did, but just fangs and claws. It wasn't full out. Not like a tail or something obvious."
She frowned a bit in thought.
"Although... I think he said he was from South America... And there was more than one of him at the Masquerade. The person he came with was one and he said he sensed others. He kinda smelled like fish... Kinda. Not in a bad way."
: *Whedon*
He nodded, well, South American was a start in the right direction.
"Did you manage to get a good whiff of any of the other changelings that were at the masquerade?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She shook her head.
"Not his companion. But there's another one in the school. One of the Frenchies."
*Whedon*
He nodded, running a hand over his hair.
"Right," he said tiredly.
"Sven.. I need to ask something - how much of this can I share with the order?"
*Sven*
She tensed as she looked warily at Whedon.
"The Order? This isn't Sirius' Order, is it? He knows most of this already."
She sighed.
"Well... Except how I got the Hand I think..."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"I'd say it's more Dumbledore's Order. I wasn't a part of it in the first war. I worked with them a little, but I was an American and I wasn't involved enough."
He sighed.
"And after... well, I wasn't really in a state to help anyone. I would have been a liability to them. But Remus asked me to join and I said yes. We need to get rid of Tom, and I think Sirius getting the Order back together might just be what we need to manage it."
*Sven*
She kept looking at Whedon a bit warily.
"And what 'bout all this total loyalty and giving your all and willing to die for the Order crap? Seems like ya guys are singing an old tune."
*Whedon*
"Time for a history lesson. During the 70s, in the first war with Voldemort, Albus led the resistance - they called themselves the Order of the Phoenix. It's an invitation only thing. And a fair amount of the people in the Order had to trust you and vouch for you. They didn't want spies. Joining the Order, well, it meant you were signing your death sentence. They lost a lot of people. It was more of an organized resistance that was kept secret to protect its members. The Potters were part of the Order, as were others. I only know a few names. Mostly the people I worked with," he explained.
"Al-" he took a deep breath. "Alexis and I got connected to Dumbledore... helped him out where we could for awhile. Nothing of national security since we were foreigners and new, but still."
He ran a hand over his hair.
"It's more of a way for us to organize our resistance to Tom. And in a way, Sirius tried to do that last year, but it just didn't work out completely." .
*Sven*
She studied Whedon as he told the story before sighing and shaking her head slightly.
"Sirius didn't tell us that. He didn't seem to have much to go on when he talked to us. Lots of hypotheticals and all. I mean, resisting Tom and fighting and organizing is good, but... Will already said no to one secret society that wants to save the world..."
*Whedon*
He scoffed.
"The conspiracy?" he asked incredulously.
"THat's just hot air that they blow to try and convince people to join. "
*Sven*
She quirked an eyebrow at Whedon.
"And what do they really do then?"
*Whedon*
"Study old books. Try and find ways to increase their power. They're family people. Small tiny group. If they asked William, it's because he had a relative in their group. That's why Marc wanted me. Another member of the family. They will use any means to acheive their ends. They are trying to ensure their survival and they don't care who gets in the way," he said.
*Sven*
Listening to Whedon, she frowned slightly as she looked questioningly at the older man.
"Ya don't think they'll come after Will... do ya? For turning 'em down after joining..."
*Whedon*
"I don't think so," he said. "It seems like once you're out, you're out. If we don't poke around, they shouldn't bother us."
*Sven*
She breathed a sigh of relief as she nodded slightly.
"Good... How does the Order work? I mean, with secrets and missions and stuff..."
*Whedon*
"I think the level of secrecy has varied. I know that things got so bad that Remus and Sirius didn't know what the other was doing for the Order, but I don't think Sirius will run things like that. He doesn't like secrets," he said.
"I imagine you and William will know what you're doing. Maybe even go on missions together. "
*Sven*
She nodded before looking questioningly at Whedon.
"And if we don't like a mission? Are we allowed to decline something without getting someone killed or our asses kicked?"
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"As far as I know, yes," he said, not really wanting to think about anybody getting killed.
*Sven*
Sighing, she nodded.
"Well, sounds better than the Death Eaters or the Conspiracy," she said softly. "Will and I still needa talk 'bout it though. We haven't really gotten a chance with everything."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"I understand. Let me know if you have any other questions," he said.
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"Don't worry. I will. I was actually hoping to see ya this weekend. Ya know, to talk and all. Guess ya saved me the trouble."
*Whedon*
"Well, you can still come buy over the weekend if you need too," he said with a smile.
"You're always welcome at my house."
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"Thanks. That means a lot to me. I don't know. I'll see how I'm feeling and all. There's just been a lot going on this week..."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Well, the offer is there. Although Casey probably won't paw at you in this form," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Wow, is he really that gay?" she teased before shaking her head. "Although that's fine by me. It's weird getting pawed in this form. Even by Will."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Occasionally he'll flirt with the ladies, but I think all he's ever done is kissed one. "
*Sven*
She giggled slightly.
"Kisses aren't that bad. He is a great kisser too," she said with a bit of a wistful smile.
*Whedon*
He rolled his eyes.
"I really don't want to know," he teased.
"And I think his were more like pecks on the cheek."
*Sven*
She huffed out a breath.
"Well, where's the fun in that?" she teased before sighing. "How many spots for new students are open at Rivendell?" she asked softly as she looked down at the floor.
*Whedon*
"A few," he said.
"Is this about the registration act?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She sighed as she nodded.
"Yeah. Missed reading it in the paper, so got to have a wonderful surprise when the Minister of Security told me I could go down to the Werewolf Registry and get registered..."
*Whedon*
"What were you doing with the Minister of Security?" he asked.
*Sven*
She made a face.
"He called me in for questioning 'bout the attacks at Hogwarts."
*Whedon*
"Rufus himself questioned you? That's absurd!" he said.
"What the hell would he want with you? Unless they're covering something up..."
*Sven*
She shrugged.
"I don't know... I mean, he asked me 'bout the attacks, seemed interested in how Forbes was involved. Then he told me 'bout the registration act and that I'll need to register even if I'm not a citizen other I'll be deported or forced to."
*Whedon*
He sighed.
"You're always welcome at Rivendell. You and William both. We'd probably have to change his last time, but I'm sure we could find a teaching position for him. With me if not in potions," he reassured Sven.
*Sven*
Her eyes widened a bit.
"Really? You'd try and find him a teaching position there?" she asked a bit in surprise.
*Whedon*
"Well, I don't expect you'd come without him," he said with a small smile.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly before nodding.
"Well... Ya got that right," she said sheepishly before sighing. "I'm not sure 'bout coming as it is."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"I understand. You had a rough time there, I can't imagine you really want to go back there," he said with a smile.
"But the option is there for you."
*Sven*
She chuckled softly as she shook her head.
"Yeah, although I don't think it'd be bad this time 'round. Well, at least I wouldn't let it bother me as much, ya know. Especially with Will 'round."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"You sure you'd be alright, I mean, with mating season coming up?"
*Sven*
She blushed bright red.
"Um... I guess? I mean, I'm not really sure what it'll be like this year..." she admitted.
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Why the blush?"
*Sven*
She ducked her head bashfully.
"Mating season was... interesting last year..."
*Whedon*
"Is that an interesting in that you should be telling me more?" he asked.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes before sticking her tongue out at Whedon.
"It's stuff ya tend to go ew 'bout whenever I mention it," she teased before sighing. "Let's just say that after going 8 or 9 times within a few hours in one day and nearly getting taken advantage of, I went back on the meds to calm me down a bit..."
*Whedon*
"Who tried to take advantage of you?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She shifted uncomfortably as she looked at the ground.
"Will..." she said quietly.
*Whedon*
"Was Will willing the 8 or 9 times before?" he asked quietly.
*Sven*
She laughed as she nodded.
"Yeah, he was more than willing," she said before shifting uncomfortably again. "So was Cho... It was a rough day."
*Whedon*
"William knows that you went to Cho during then, doesn't he?" he asked.
*Sven*
She nodded.
"Yeah, he does. I told him right after I did. Apologized up a storm at that. Neither of us had meant too. I'd been teasing her and then she got on a power high from something and I took her away and tried to calm her down and... one thing led to another and I wasn't really in the state of mind to say no."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"You two aren't... are you? I mean, if you have him during mating season, it might be easier, I don't really know. All I have are theories."
*Sven*
She looked curiously over at Whedon.
"Are we what? I mean, I had him last season and it was easier I guess than.. well... the year before, but I was still pretty crazy without the meds. Just had too much energy and wanted to fuck Will far too often."
*Whedon*
He coughed slightly.
"Are the two of .... sleeping together? Either as boys or as girls?" he asked.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she shook her head before chuckling softly.
"Depends what your definition of sleeping together is," she teased before running a hand through her hair. "We play and make out and stuff, but we haven't gone all the way..."
She frowned slightly.
"Although I'm not sure what going all the way for two girls is."
*Whedon*
He felt his face flush slight. Great. Talking about Lesbian sex.
"I think it usually involved some sort of penetration, but I'm not certain," he said.
"Do you think the two of you will go all the way before mating season?"
*Sven*
Her face still flushed, she nodded slightly.
"Oh, well... Maybe we have gone all the way as girls then..." she mumbled bashfully.
Glancing over at Whedon, she couldn't help but look a bit surprised at Whedon's blush before she shrugged slightly.
"I don't know. I mean, we talked 'bout it and we both think now is alright to try and all, but we're not really pushing it."
*Whedon*
"It would probably be good to accomplish that before mating season starts. I know it's still a few months away. But I'm not sure you'd want that to me your first time," he said with a shrug.
"Are you going to be wanting the meds this year?"
*Sven*
She sighed.
"You're probably right. It's hard to control myself during that time, especially 'round Will... I just hope we're not still girls by then."
She blushed as she shifted a bit on the sofa.
"I've been more horny than usual, especially 'round Will..." she mumbled before bristling slightly and huffing out a sigh. "I don't know. I don't want 'em and I wanna do this on my own, but... well, things never really go how I plan them sometimes."
*Whedon*
"Well, I'll make sure to get you some by then, just in case," he said with a smile.
"More horny than usual? Since you were turned into girls or what?"
: *Sven*
She nodded slightly.
"Yeah. Just wanna grope and make out with him a lot more than usual. Not to mention a lot of the girls here are a big waste of good boy genes."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Somehow I doubt they all share your opinion," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Ya haven't seen 'em. Damn. They're just hot now."
*Whedon*
"And they were ugly before?" he teased.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Well, no, but they were girls and now they're really cute and hot guys," she said as if that explained everything.
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Anyone I know?"
: *Sven*
She couldn't help blushing more as she cleared her throat.
"Well... Kat definitely looks very, very good as a boy..." she mumbled.
Whedon*
He chuckled and shook his head.
"And to think you didn't like her that way when she was crushing on you," he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"But she was a girl then," she whined pitifully. "And my best friend."
: *Whedon*
"And now that she's a boy you want her?" he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted more as she crossed her arms over her chest as best as she could.
"She is hot. But I'd wanna be a boy if I was gonna do anything with her."
She shrugged slightly.
"She's with Alex anyways. I wouldn't fuck up their relationship just 'cause I think her guy form is hot."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"I'm just teasing. It's my right. And my duty to tease you and make you uncomfortable," he teased.
*Sven*
She stuck out her tongue.
"If it's your right, then it should go both ways and I should be able to make ya uncomfortable with all the sex talk that I want," she teased back. "Although if I really wanted to make ya uncomfortable, I'd just take my shirt off or something."
*Whedon*
"I think that would make you more uncomfortable than me," he teased.
"And I'm older. Things don't have to be fair."
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes before smirking.
"Now you're making it feel like a challenge," she teased. "I'd say everyone's seen 'em already, but that'd be a lie."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Breasts don't make uncomfortable, Sven. But would it make you uncomfortable if I took my shirt off?" he teased.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes again.
"I'm not talking 'bout just any breasts. I'm talking 'bout my breasts," she teased before looking at Whedon in surprise and then blushing slightly. "Um... Actually... oddly... yes..."
*Whedon*
He laughed.
"But I don't have any breasts. Does Casey shirtless make you uncomfortable?" he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted at Whedon.
"Yes, but in a completely different way. That tends to be physical discomfort from my pants being too tight."
: *Whedon*
"His chest isn't that nice," he teased. His ass, on the other hand, he added mentally.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"Well, most of the time I see his chest, he's dripping wet and in only a towel."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"So you go for that freshly showered look?" 'he teased.
*Sven*
She blushed more as she shook her head slightly.
"I go for the naked and very little covering the crotch look. Especially since Casey always looks like he has such a loose hold on that towel..." she said, her voice turning a bit dreamy near the end.
*Whedon*
He thwapped Sven playfully with the pilpllow.
"Can you please stop fantasizing about your professor now?"
*Sven*
Jolting out of her thoughts, she laughed as she pulled the pillow away from Whedon before smirking at the older man.
"I would like to point out that he is no longer my professor so I can fantasize 'bout him however much I like now," she teased.
*Whedon*
"Yes, but you're engaged and he's too old for you," he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"Just 'cause I'm engaged doesn't mean I can't fantasize 'bout people," she said before smirking. "And he isn't too old. He's only, what? Seven or eight years? That's nothing."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"You're so bad. "
*Sven*
She giggled before tossing the pillow at Whedon and standing up. Smirking, she struck a pose.
"I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way."
Whedon*
He shook his head and groaned.
"That was so bad, it might just cause me to leave. Unless there's more you want to talk about."
*Sven*
She stuck her tongue out.
"Ya set me up for it. And now that I've actually got the body," she teased before sighing. "Let's see... The Order, the stupid Dark Creature registration act, the world out to get me. My sex life or lack there of. I think we got everything covered."
*Whedon*
"So, you're alright then? I can leave you here and go see if Remus is done with William?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I guess. Don't suppose ya know of anyway to turn all the school back to their normal genders, do ya?"
: *Whedon*
"No, haven't figured that out yet."
He paused.
"Healing Sirius. How'd that go?"
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she looked down at the floor bashfully.
"Which time? I mean, used up almost all of my energy both times, but Will helped me with that afterwards."
*Whedon*
"Either? Both? How's it working out since you woke up?" he asked.
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"It's working out well. It's easier to connect to people now. It doesn't take as much energy to heal stuff as it used to and none of the injuries are getting transferred over to me anymore. And well... Will and I have found a good system to boost my energy back up after the really bad ones, so I haven't had any instances where I just sleep for days on end. I'm still getting used to a lot of sensations though..."
*Whedon*
"Shit, Sven, if this is easier and you've made yourself almost pass out twice on Sirius," he said, shaking his head.
"You're amazing."
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she ran a hand through her hair.
"It was the least I could do considering everything..." she mumbled. "I think Sirius helped a bit with the second healing. Gave me a little energy boost or something, although it went a bit to my head..."
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Do explain."
*Sven*
She blushed a bit more as she shrugged.
"Well... Sirius wanted a grope and all and since he is in the hospital... Well, I let him and then there was talk of kissing things better and all and so I kissed him and opened the healing connection and all and he was a lot more enthusistic then I thought he would have been 'bout the kissing. Just turned into snuggling and nibbling and nuzzling and all and I think that might've helped me heal more than I did last time before getting to the near pass out point."
*Whedon*
"So you put the moves on a werewolf's mate in order to heal him?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She made a face.
"I wasn't really putting the moves on him. Well, no more than usual... I just went in for the kiss and when he kissed back and started moving hands places, well... seemed like a big green light."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"He's a player. Who likes to kiss from what I hear," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Well, he kisses very well at that. Man, I wanted to do so many things to him right then...."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"It's a good thing. Maybe you should work on self-control before mating season," he said.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"My self control is alright. It's just hard when people tease and tempt..."
Whedon*
"Then it all goes to hell?" he said.
"You do realize how tempting you are with pheromones and your changeling sex drive."
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Then it gets a lot harder to control myself. Especially if people get turned on..."
Tilting her head slightly, she looked curiously at Whedon.
"How tempting is it? I mean, I know how tempting other people smell when their pheromones flair up, but how is it for ya guys?"
*Whedon*
"For me, usually it's only mildly distracting. But during mating season - well, you've been quite the handful at times," he said with a shrug.
"Then again, sex is usually the last thing on my mind. Sirius, Casey, Will - they have higher sex drives. "
*Sven*
She shifted a bit uncomfortably, not sure how she felt about Whedon being mildly distracted by her. Shaking her head, she sighed.
"Well, the one mating season ya had me for with my full mojo was just a bad one in general," she said softly. "It still makes me kinda sick thinking back 'bout it. At least, what I can remember..."
: *Whedon*
"It's not like I ever had the urge to do anything with you, but when you're completely out of control like that, the pheromones affect people. So it was.. uncomfortable at times," he said with a shrug.
*Sven*
She chuckled softly as she sat back down on the sofa next to Whedon.
"Tell me 'bout it. At least ya weren't thinking dirty thoughts 'bout your sister," she mumbled before sighing. "I'm sorry I caused ya guys so much trouble then. I'm trying to be better 'bout this. I think it gets the worse during our parties and when teasing with people gets really bad. 'Specially if the person is pretty willing."
*Whedon*
"Luckily I've never had that problem" he teased.
"It wasn't too much trouble, Sven. You're like my son, and I'd do anything for you. Nothing is too much trouble."
*Sven*
She laughed slightly before smirking at Whedon.
"More like a daughter now," she teased before shaking her head. "You've put up with a lot of shit all 'cause of me. Ya got far too much patience."
*Whedon*
"Well, you and your hand can figure out how to turn this back," he teased.
: *Sven*
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"I've had enough of the hand for the moment. Playing around with it is what got us into this mess."
*Whedon*
"Well, obviously you need to stop playing with hands," he teased.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"I didn't do it on purpose. We don't even know how it happened, just that it seems to be the hand's work."
*Whedon*
"I know it was an accident. What exactly happened?" he asked.
*Sven*
She sighed.
"Cho came over and I asked her if her book would know anything 'bout how to use the Hand. She asked and it basically told us all that we know already. We were just sitting around and talking and Cho decided to touch the hand and pow, genderswap."
*Whedon*
"See? So Cho fucked everything up this time. Not you," he teased.
: *Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, if ya say so. But that's all we have go on on for this. Both Will and I touched the hand afterwards and nothing happened so, who knows."
*Whedon*
"Probably something to do with her being an heir - all that power..." he said, muttering half to himself.
*Sven*
She sighed as she nodded.
"Maybe... But what are we supposed to do 'bout it? I mean, if this is what she did just touching it once, making her touch it again to reverse it seems too risky.."
Whedon*
"I don't know. There aren't exactly books written about this you know.." he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Trust me, I know. If Cho's book doesn't know anything, it's not likely that there are other books that know more."
*Whedon*
"So we just have to find people who know stuff," he said, running through a list of possibilities in his mind.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Easier said that done," she said softly before sighing. "We got all the info that conspiracy knows... Or at least all they were willing to tell us without Will being a full on member and without Will admitting he has the hand...."
*Whedon*
He nodded, not sure how much Will had actually found out. Or how much he'd shared. He wondered if it was worth trying to talk to Marc himself.
"Well, someone, someplace has to know something. Just got to figure out who it is, where they are, and how to get them to talk."
Sven*
She sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Well, people who will know more than what we've gotten so far. Which is basically that to make the Hand work, ya need to have seven people concentrating really hard on what ya want. That and bad stuff usually happens along with it."
*Whedon*
"And yet bad stuff happened when one powerful person who wasn't concentrating touched it," he countered.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"But Cho's an Heir. Normal rules never follow her. I stabbed her through the chest with a sword and she lived," she said before frowning in thought and then looking curiously at Whedon. "Ya don't think that the Hand being an Heir's hand would have anything to do with Cho activating it, do ya?"
*Whedon*
"I'd probably put money on it. It's the hand of an heir, and an heir touched it. I'm guessing there's a correlation," he said.
*Sven*
She sighed.
"If only it was easy to figure out other than having other heirs randomly touch the hand to see what happens."
*Whedon*
"We'll figure it out. We always figure things out," he teased.
When: Thurs, November 20, after lunch
Where: Sven's quarters at Hogwarts
What: Whedon comes to talk to Sven. They discuss mating season, Fernando, Rufus and there's the proposition to study at Rivendell instead.
*Whedon*
He stepped out of the fireplace into William and Sven's quarters, a hand over his eyes.
"Are you here? Are you decent?"
*William*
He groaned as he heard Whedon's voice.
"Your favourite person is here," he teased, reaching over his potions notes and thwapping Sven with a pillow.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes as she put her medical magic book aside and batted the pillow away.
"We're decent, Whedon. Although I'm surprised to see ya. Usually it's me busting in on ya and hoping ya guys are decent," she teased.
*Whedon*
He uncovered his eyes and smiled.
"Ha ha, very funny," he teased. "Not my fault you always decide to come over when Casey's in the shower."
He turned to William.
"If you've got some time, Remus wanted to talk to you."
*William*
He sighed, putting aside the textbook and his lesson plans.
"Yeah, I've always got time for him," he said sarcastically as he got to his feet and gave Sven a quick kiss.
"Don't cause any trouble," he said before heading for the floo.
*Sven*
She chuckled as she shook her head.
"How much trouble could I get into with him around," she teased as she nodded towards Whedon.
*William*
"Loads," she teased before blowing Sven another kiss. Throwing green powder into the flames, she called out Remus' cottage and stepped through.
*Whedon*
He went and took a seat on the couch.
"So, how goes? Enjoying your new gender?"
*Sven*
Stretching, she laughed and nodded before moving over to the couch as well.
"Yeah. Although it's a been there, done that, kinda thing for me. I'll be happy when we figure out a way to fix this though."
*Whedon*
"I heard you were the center of attention on Monday. You doing alright?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Yeah... I'm doing alright. Still confused as all hell 'bout all of it..."
She smiled softly as she looked over at Whedon.
"And ya know, the usual guilt and all."
*Whedon*
"Do I need to beat you with a wet noodle until you understand that you have nothing to be guilty for? Evil exists. It always will, and it will always find an excuse to use. You just happened to be that excuse this time. The universe apparently likes to use you as an excuse and fuck with you a lot. But you know what, that doesn't mean it's your fault. It just means you're stronger for having managed to exist through all that," he said, patting sven's leg.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Ya don't needa beat it into me, Will and Sirius have been doing their best with that," she said before shrugging. "I can't help it. The Headmaster from Durmstrang comes with beasties demanding we return his books which I was keeping in my trunk and completely forgot were due anytime soon without warning and then a group of changelings attack because of me beating up Forbes. This universe really needs to learn to stop kicking a guy when he's down."
*Whedon*
"When the universe stops kicking you when you're down, it'll explode," he teased.
"What happened with Forbes? Nothing goes beyond here if you don't want it to."
*Sven*
She sighed as she shook her head.
"He snuck me out of school last week by pretending that the Ministry needed me for questioning or some crap like that 'cause he needed my help keeping a changeling busy. Reason number one 'bout why all this doesn't make sense seeing that if he had that many changeling buddies to come and fight his battle, why did he need me? Anyways, he took me to the Tower of London, I kept the only Macha left busy while he went into the treasury there and got the Hand of Subtlety. He comes out, he starts to lead me back to the Ministry and tells me that he's got the Hand in the box and that it's a powerful magical relic that can basically do anything. So..."
She huffed out another sigh as she shifted nervously on the sofa and looked towards the fire.
"So, I drained his energy, locked him in a pub bathroom, and took the Hand..." she mumbled quietly.
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"That doesn't make sense. Unless he was just trying to set you up," he said in confusion.
"Does he hate you that much?
*Sven*
She shrugged.
"I mean, I left his wand outside the bathroom so he couldn't get out easily and all. Didn't know how long he'd be knocked out, but I don't know... I mean, those changelings weren't even here to get the hand back. They were here to get revenge which is just stupid considering they didn't even hurt me at all in the whole time they were here. I just don't get it."
*Whedon*
He sighed.
"It doesn't make sense to any of us," he said tiredly, running a hand over his hair.
"Do you know a Fernando?" he asked.
*Sven*
She quirked an eyebrow at Whedon.
"I did. Why?" she asked curiously.
*Whedon*
"The name's Portuguese and I remembered seeing it on the floo parchment awhile back. And then him not being a student. I don't know if he's Brazilian or not, but we don't have many leads yet," he said before Sven's words registered.
"Did? What happened?"
*Sven*
She made a face.
"He was killed the night of the attacks. The back of his head was smashed open. Will and I saw him when we came down to get the books, but his body was gone by the time the battle was over."
: *Whedon*
His eyes widened.
"That's... that can't be a coincidence. Do you know if he was Brazilian?" he asked.
*Sven*
She shook her head before frowning.
"No... But he was part changeling... Strong too."
*Whedon*
"What kind of changeling?" he asked. "Do you know?
*Sven*
She shook her head slightly.
"Not mine. Don't think he was the kind that attacked us either... It's hard for me to tell just by feeling the power."
*Whedon*
"He didn't changeling out on you, then?" he said curiously.
"What happened between the two of you?"
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Er... he did, but just fangs and claws. It wasn't full out. Not like a tail or something obvious."
She frowned a bit in thought.
"Although... I think he said he was from South America... And there was more than one of him at the Masquerade. The person he came with was one and he said he sensed others. He kinda smelled like fish... Kinda. Not in a bad way."
: *Whedon*
He nodded, well, South American was a start in the right direction.
"Did you manage to get a good whiff of any of the other changelings that were at the masquerade?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She shook her head.
"Not his companion. But there's another one in the school. One of the Frenchies."
*Whedon*
He nodded, running a hand over his hair.
"Right," he said tiredly.
"Sven.. I need to ask something - how much of this can I share with the order?"
*Sven*
She tensed as she looked warily at Whedon.
"The Order? This isn't Sirius' Order, is it? He knows most of this already."
She sighed.
"Well... Except how I got the Hand I think..."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"I'd say it's more Dumbledore's Order. I wasn't a part of it in the first war. I worked with them a little, but I was an American and I wasn't involved enough."
He sighed.
"And after... well, I wasn't really in a state to help anyone. I would have been a liability to them. But Remus asked me to join and I said yes. We need to get rid of Tom, and I think Sirius getting the Order back together might just be what we need to manage it."
*Sven*
She kept looking at Whedon a bit warily.
"And what 'bout all this total loyalty and giving your all and willing to die for the Order crap? Seems like ya guys are singing an old tune."
*Whedon*
"Time for a history lesson. During the 70s, in the first war with Voldemort, Albus led the resistance - they called themselves the Order of the Phoenix. It's an invitation only thing. And a fair amount of the people in the Order had to trust you and vouch for you. They didn't want spies. Joining the Order, well, it meant you were signing your death sentence. They lost a lot of people. It was more of an organized resistance that was kept secret to protect its members. The Potters were part of the Order, as were others. I only know a few names. Mostly the people I worked with," he explained.
"Al-" he took a deep breath. "Alexis and I got connected to Dumbledore... helped him out where we could for awhile. Nothing of national security since we were foreigners and new, but still."
He ran a hand over his hair.
"It's more of a way for us to organize our resistance to Tom. And in a way, Sirius tried to do that last year, but it just didn't work out completely." .
*Sven*
She studied Whedon as he told the story before sighing and shaking her head slightly.
"Sirius didn't tell us that. He didn't seem to have much to go on when he talked to us. Lots of hypotheticals and all. I mean, resisting Tom and fighting and organizing is good, but... Will already said no to one secret society that wants to save the world..."
*Whedon*
He scoffed.
"The conspiracy?" he asked incredulously.
"THat's just hot air that they blow to try and convince people to join. "
*Sven*
She quirked an eyebrow at Whedon.
"And what do they really do then?"
*Whedon*
"Study old books. Try and find ways to increase their power. They're family people. Small tiny group. If they asked William, it's because he had a relative in their group. That's why Marc wanted me. Another member of the family. They will use any means to acheive their ends. They are trying to ensure their survival and they don't care who gets in the way," he said.
*Sven*
Listening to Whedon, she frowned slightly as she looked questioningly at the older man.
"Ya don't think they'll come after Will... do ya? For turning 'em down after joining..."
*Whedon*
"I don't think so," he said. "It seems like once you're out, you're out. If we don't poke around, they shouldn't bother us."
*Sven*
She breathed a sigh of relief as she nodded slightly.
"Good... How does the Order work? I mean, with secrets and missions and stuff..."
*Whedon*
"I think the level of secrecy has varied. I know that things got so bad that Remus and Sirius didn't know what the other was doing for the Order, but I don't think Sirius will run things like that. He doesn't like secrets," he said.
"I imagine you and William will know what you're doing. Maybe even go on missions together. "
*Sven*
She nodded before looking questioningly at Whedon.
"And if we don't like a mission? Are we allowed to decline something without getting someone killed or our asses kicked?"
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"As far as I know, yes," he said, not really wanting to think about anybody getting killed.
*Sven*
Sighing, she nodded.
"Well, sounds better than the Death Eaters or the Conspiracy," she said softly. "Will and I still needa talk 'bout it though. We haven't really gotten a chance with everything."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"I understand. Let me know if you have any other questions," he said.
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"Don't worry. I will. I was actually hoping to see ya this weekend. Ya know, to talk and all. Guess ya saved me the trouble."
*Whedon*
"Well, you can still come buy over the weekend if you need too," he said with a smile.
"You're always welcome at my house."
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"Thanks. That means a lot to me. I don't know. I'll see how I'm feeling and all. There's just been a lot going on this week..."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Well, the offer is there. Although Casey probably won't paw at you in this form," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Wow, is he really that gay?" she teased before shaking her head. "Although that's fine by me. It's weird getting pawed in this form. Even by Will."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Occasionally he'll flirt with the ladies, but I think all he's ever done is kissed one. "
*Sven*
She giggled slightly.
"Kisses aren't that bad. He is a great kisser too," she said with a bit of a wistful smile.
*Whedon*
He rolled his eyes.
"I really don't want to know," he teased.
"And I think his were more like pecks on the cheek."
*Sven*
She huffed out a breath.
"Well, where's the fun in that?" she teased before sighing. "How many spots for new students are open at Rivendell?" she asked softly as she looked down at the floor.
*Whedon*
"A few," he said.
"Is this about the registration act?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She sighed as she nodded.
"Yeah. Missed reading it in the paper, so got to have a wonderful surprise when the Minister of Security told me I could go down to the Werewolf Registry and get registered..."
*Whedon*
"What were you doing with the Minister of Security?" he asked.
*Sven*
She made a face.
"He called me in for questioning 'bout the attacks at Hogwarts."
*Whedon*
"Rufus himself questioned you? That's absurd!" he said.
"What the hell would he want with you? Unless they're covering something up..."
*Sven*
She shrugged.
"I don't know... I mean, he asked me 'bout the attacks, seemed interested in how Forbes was involved. Then he told me 'bout the registration act and that I'll need to register even if I'm not a citizen other I'll be deported or forced to."
*Whedon*
He sighed.
"You're always welcome at Rivendell. You and William both. We'd probably have to change his last time, but I'm sure we could find a teaching position for him. With me if not in potions," he reassured Sven.
*Sven*
Her eyes widened a bit.
"Really? You'd try and find him a teaching position there?" she asked a bit in surprise.
*Whedon*
"Well, I don't expect you'd come without him," he said with a small smile.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly before nodding.
"Well... Ya got that right," she said sheepishly before sighing. "I'm not sure 'bout coming as it is."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"I understand. You had a rough time there, I can't imagine you really want to go back there," he said with a smile.
"But the option is there for you."
*Sven*
She chuckled softly as she shook her head.
"Yeah, although I don't think it'd be bad this time 'round. Well, at least I wouldn't let it bother me as much, ya know. Especially with Will 'round."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"You sure you'd be alright, I mean, with mating season coming up?"
*Sven*
She blushed bright red.
"Um... I guess? I mean, I'm not really sure what it'll be like this year..." she admitted.
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Why the blush?"
*Sven*
She ducked her head bashfully.
"Mating season was... interesting last year..."
*Whedon*
"Is that an interesting in that you should be telling me more?" he asked.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes before sticking her tongue out at Whedon.
"It's stuff ya tend to go ew 'bout whenever I mention it," she teased before sighing. "Let's just say that after going 8 or 9 times within a few hours in one day and nearly getting taken advantage of, I went back on the meds to calm me down a bit..."
*Whedon*
"Who tried to take advantage of you?" he asked worriedly.
*Sven*
She shifted uncomfortably as she looked at the ground.
"Will..." she said quietly.
*Whedon*
"Was Will willing the 8 or 9 times before?" he asked quietly.
*Sven*
She laughed as she nodded.
"Yeah, he was more than willing," she said before shifting uncomfortably again. "So was Cho... It was a rough day."
*Whedon*
"William knows that you went to Cho during then, doesn't he?" he asked.
*Sven*
She nodded.
"Yeah, he does. I told him right after I did. Apologized up a storm at that. Neither of us had meant too. I'd been teasing her and then she got on a power high from something and I took her away and tried to calm her down and... one thing led to another and I wasn't really in the state of mind to say no."
*Whedon*
He nodded.
"You two aren't... are you? I mean, if you have him during mating season, it might be easier, I don't really know. All I have are theories."
*Sven*
She looked curiously over at Whedon.
"Are we what? I mean, I had him last season and it was easier I guess than.. well... the year before, but I was still pretty crazy without the meds. Just had too much energy and wanted to fuck Will far too often."
*Whedon*
He coughed slightly.
"Are the two of .... sleeping together? Either as boys or as girls?" he asked.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she shook her head before chuckling softly.
"Depends what your definition of sleeping together is," she teased before running a hand through her hair. "We play and make out and stuff, but we haven't gone all the way..."
She frowned slightly.
"Although I'm not sure what going all the way for two girls is."
*Whedon*
He felt his face flush slight. Great. Talking about Lesbian sex.
"I think it usually involved some sort of penetration, but I'm not certain," he said.
"Do you think the two of you will go all the way before mating season?"
*Sven*
Her face still flushed, she nodded slightly.
"Oh, well... Maybe we have gone all the way as girls then..." she mumbled bashfully.
Glancing over at Whedon, she couldn't help but look a bit surprised at Whedon's blush before she shrugged slightly.
"I don't know. I mean, we talked 'bout it and we both think now is alright to try and all, but we're not really pushing it."
*Whedon*
"It would probably be good to accomplish that before mating season starts. I know it's still a few months away. But I'm not sure you'd want that to me your first time," he said with a shrug.
"Are you going to be wanting the meds this year?"
*Sven*
She sighed.
"You're probably right. It's hard to control myself during that time, especially 'round Will... I just hope we're not still girls by then."
She blushed as she shifted a bit on the sofa.
"I've been more horny than usual, especially 'round Will..." she mumbled before bristling slightly and huffing out a sigh. "I don't know. I don't want 'em and I wanna do this on my own, but... well, things never really go how I plan them sometimes."
*Whedon*
"Well, I'll make sure to get you some by then, just in case," he said with a smile.
"More horny than usual? Since you were turned into girls or what?"
: *Sven*
She nodded slightly.
"Yeah. Just wanna grope and make out with him a lot more than usual. Not to mention a lot of the girls here are a big waste of good boy genes."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Somehow I doubt they all share your opinion," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed as she shook her head.
"Ya haven't seen 'em. Damn. They're just hot now."
*Whedon*
"And they were ugly before?" he teased.
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Well, no, but they were girls and now they're really cute and hot guys," she said as if that explained everything.
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Anyone I know?"
: *Sven*
She couldn't help blushing more as she cleared her throat.
"Well... Kat definitely looks very, very good as a boy..." she mumbled.
Whedon*
He chuckled and shook his head.
"And to think you didn't like her that way when she was crushing on you," he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"But she was a girl then," she whined pitifully. "And my best friend."
: *Whedon*
"And now that she's a boy you want her?" he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted more as she crossed her arms over her chest as best as she could.
"She is hot. But I'd wanna be a boy if I was gonna do anything with her."
She shrugged slightly.
"She's with Alex anyways. I wouldn't fuck up their relationship just 'cause I think her guy form is hot."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"I'm just teasing. It's my right. And my duty to tease you and make you uncomfortable," he teased.
*Sven*
She stuck out her tongue.
"If it's your right, then it should go both ways and I should be able to make ya uncomfortable with all the sex talk that I want," she teased back. "Although if I really wanted to make ya uncomfortable, I'd just take my shirt off or something."
*Whedon*
"I think that would make you more uncomfortable than me," he teased.
"And I'm older. Things don't have to be fair."
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes before smirking.
"Now you're making it feel like a challenge," she teased. "I'd say everyone's seen 'em already, but that'd be a lie."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"Breasts don't make uncomfortable, Sven. But would it make you uncomfortable if I took my shirt off?" he teased.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes again.
"I'm not talking 'bout just any breasts. I'm talking 'bout my breasts," she teased before looking at Whedon in surprise and then blushing slightly. "Um... Actually... oddly... yes..."
*Whedon*
He laughed.
"But I don't have any breasts. Does Casey shirtless make you uncomfortable?" he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted at Whedon.
"Yes, but in a completely different way. That tends to be physical discomfort from my pants being too tight."
: *Whedon*
"His chest isn't that nice," he teased. His ass, on the other hand, he added mentally.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"Well, most of the time I see his chest, he's dripping wet and in only a towel."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"So you go for that freshly showered look?" 'he teased.
*Sven*
She blushed more as she shook her head slightly.
"I go for the naked and very little covering the crotch look. Especially since Casey always looks like he has such a loose hold on that towel..." she said, her voice turning a bit dreamy near the end.
*Whedon*
He thwapped Sven playfully with the pilpllow.
"Can you please stop fantasizing about your professor now?"
*Sven*
Jolting out of her thoughts, she laughed as she pulled the pillow away from Whedon before smirking at the older man.
"I would like to point out that he is no longer my professor so I can fantasize 'bout him however much I like now," she teased.
*Whedon*
"Yes, but you're engaged and he's too old for you," he teased.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"Just 'cause I'm engaged doesn't mean I can't fantasize 'bout people," she said before smirking. "And he isn't too old. He's only, what? Seven or eight years? That's nothing."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"You're so bad. "
*Sven*
She giggled before tossing the pillow at Whedon and standing up. Smirking, she struck a pose.
"I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way."
Whedon*
He shook his head and groaned.
"That was so bad, it might just cause me to leave. Unless there's more you want to talk about."
*Sven*
She stuck her tongue out.
"Ya set me up for it. And now that I've actually got the body," she teased before sighing. "Let's see... The Order, the stupid Dark Creature registration act, the world out to get me. My sex life or lack there of. I think we got everything covered."
*Whedon*
"So, you're alright then? I can leave you here and go see if Remus is done with William?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I guess. Don't suppose ya know of anyway to turn all the school back to their normal genders, do ya?"
: *Whedon*
"No, haven't figured that out yet."
He paused.
"Healing Sirius. How'd that go?"
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she looked down at the floor bashfully.
"Which time? I mean, used up almost all of my energy both times, but Will helped me with that afterwards."
*Whedon*
"Either? Both? How's it working out since you woke up?" he asked.
*Sven*
She smiled softly.
"It's working out well. It's easier to connect to people now. It doesn't take as much energy to heal stuff as it used to and none of the injuries are getting transferred over to me anymore. And well... Will and I have found a good system to boost my energy back up after the really bad ones, so I haven't had any instances where I just sleep for days on end. I'm still getting used to a lot of sensations though..."
*Whedon*
"Shit, Sven, if this is easier and you've made yourself almost pass out twice on Sirius," he said, shaking his head.
"You're amazing."
*Sven*
She blushed slightly as she ran a hand through her hair.
"It was the least I could do considering everything..." she mumbled. "I think Sirius helped a bit with the second healing. Gave me a little energy boost or something, although it went a bit to my head..."
*Whedon*
He raised an eyebrow.
"Do explain."
*Sven*
She blushed a bit more as she shrugged.
"Well... Sirius wanted a grope and all and since he is in the hospital... Well, I let him and then there was talk of kissing things better and all and so I kissed him and opened the healing connection and all and he was a lot more enthusistic then I thought he would have been 'bout the kissing. Just turned into snuggling and nibbling and nuzzling and all and I think that might've helped me heal more than I did last time before getting to the near pass out point."
*Whedon*
"So you put the moves on a werewolf's mate in order to heal him?" he asked curiously.
*Sven*
She made a face.
"I wasn't really putting the moves on him. Well, no more than usual... I just went in for the kiss and when he kissed back and started moving hands places, well... seemed like a big green light."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"He's a player. Who likes to kiss from what I hear," he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Well, he kisses very well at that. Man, I wanted to do so many things to him right then...."
*Whedon*
He chuckled.
"It's a good thing. Maybe you should work on self-control before mating season," he said.
*Sven*
She pouted.
"My self control is alright. It's just hard when people tease and tempt..."
Whedon*
"Then it all goes to hell?" he said.
"You do realize how tempting you are with pheromones and your changeling sex drive."
*Sven*
She blushed slightly.
"Then it gets a lot harder to control myself. Especially if people get turned on..."
Tilting her head slightly, she looked curiously at Whedon.
"How tempting is it? I mean, I know how tempting other people smell when their pheromones flair up, but how is it for ya guys?"
*Whedon*
"For me, usually it's only mildly distracting. But during mating season - well, you've been quite the handful at times," he said with a shrug.
"Then again, sex is usually the last thing on my mind. Sirius, Casey, Will - they have higher sex drives. "
*Sven*
She shifted a bit uncomfortably, not sure how she felt about Whedon being mildly distracted by her. Shaking her head, she sighed.
"Well, the one mating season ya had me for with my full mojo was just a bad one in general," she said softly. "It still makes me kinda sick thinking back 'bout it. At least, what I can remember..."
: *Whedon*
"It's not like I ever had the urge to do anything with you, but when you're completely out of control like that, the pheromones affect people. So it was.. uncomfortable at times," he said with a shrug.
*Sven*
She chuckled softly as she sat back down on the sofa next to Whedon.
"Tell me 'bout it. At least ya weren't thinking dirty thoughts 'bout your sister," she mumbled before sighing. "I'm sorry I caused ya guys so much trouble then. I'm trying to be better 'bout this. I think it gets the worse during our parties and when teasing with people gets really bad. 'Specially if the person is pretty willing."
*Whedon*
"Luckily I've never had that problem" he teased.
"It wasn't too much trouble, Sven. You're like my son, and I'd do anything for you. Nothing is too much trouble."
*Sven*
She laughed slightly before smirking at Whedon.
"More like a daughter now," she teased before shaking her head. "You've put up with a lot of shit all 'cause of me. Ya got far too much patience."
*Whedon*
"Well, you and your hand can figure out how to turn this back," he teased.
: *Sven*
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"I've had enough of the hand for the moment. Playing around with it is what got us into this mess."
*Whedon*
"Well, obviously you need to stop playing with hands," he teased.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"I didn't do it on purpose. We don't even know how it happened, just that it seems to be the hand's work."
*Whedon*
"I know it was an accident. What exactly happened?" he asked.
*Sven*
She sighed.
"Cho came over and I asked her if her book would know anything 'bout how to use the Hand. She asked and it basically told us all that we know already. We were just sitting around and talking and Cho decided to touch the hand and pow, genderswap."
*Whedon*
"See? So Cho fucked everything up this time. Not you," he teased.
: *Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, if ya say so. But that's all we have go on on for this. Both Will and I touched the hand afterwards and nothing happened so, who knows."
*Whedon*
"Probably something to do with her being an heir - all that power..." he said, muttering half to himself.
*Sven*
She sighed as she nodded.
"Maybe... But what are we supposed to do 'bout it? I mean, if this is what she did just touching it once, making her touch it again to reverse it seems too risky.."
Whedon*
"I don't know. There aren't exactly books written about this you know.." he teased.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Trust me, I know. If Cho's book doesn't know anything, it's not likely that there are other books that know more."
*Whedon*
"So we just have to find people who know stuff," he said, running through a list of possibilities in his mind.
*Sven*
She laughed.
"Easier said that done," she said softly before sighing. "We got all the info that conspiracy knows... Or at least all they were willing to tell us without Will being a full on member and without Will admitting he has the hand...."
*Whedon*
He nodded, not sure how much Will had actually found out. Or how much he'd shared. He wondered if it was worth trying to talk to Marc himself.
"Well, someone, someplace has to know something. Just got to figure out who it is, where they are, and how to get them to talk."
Sven*
She sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Well, people who will know more than what we've gotten so far. Which is basically that to make the Hand work, ya need to have seven people concentrating really hard on what ya want. That and bad stuff usually happens along with it."
*Whedon*
"And yet bad stuff happened when one powerful person who wasn't concentrating touched it," he countered.
*Sven*
She rolled her eyes.
"But Cho's an Heir. Normal rules never follow her. I stabbed her through the chest with a sword and she lived," she said before frowning in thought and then looking curiously at Whedon. "Ya don't think that the Hand being an Heir's hand would have anything to do with Cho activating it, do ya?"
*Whedon*
"I'd probably put money on it. It's the hand of an heir, and an heir touched it. I'm guessing there's a correlation," he said.
*Sven*
She sighed.
"If only it was easy to figure out other than having other heirs randomly touch the hand to see what happens."
*Whedon*
"We'll figure it out. We always figure things out," he teased.