[It's not something Lupin would have done in life. But he'd died in action. Has learned something of when to strike preemptively.
Wand still half concealed up sleeve but base in hand. Makes a gesture under the table. Mutters,] Protego corpora.
[Nothing apparently happens. Unless either Heine or Lupin try to leave, or shoot/throw anything out of, the three foot radius surrounding their corner table.]
Heine-
[[Will finish that sentence if given the chance?]]
[[Exceptionally long footnote, 'cause [potential] combat sequences make me reeeeeally nervous re: playing fair. ;-) (Especially since we're dealing with separate genres of abilities.)
This is a modification of the Shield Charm. The shield is like a bubble around the caster and/or the specified area. The way I play it-the only way that makes dramatic sense to me-is it'll protect the person inside the shield from any spells, but also traps them inside, unable to send spells through it. That's why Loop lowers the shield before casting anything against Bella in this threadAll
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[Holds up his empty hand, genuinely to try and calm Heine; but also wordlessly casts impedimenta should Heine try to finish that trajectory into Lupin's face.]
[There's no calming that's going to work on him now, because even the slightest hint of restraint - even if he isn't sure where it's coming from - has sent him over the edge and into the darkness and brought the Dog up, growling.]
[He stumbles, and bares his teeth like someone - something, even - wild.]
[takes a deep breath. Oh Merlin this is idiotic. Moony was tamed by the dog, stag and rat. But there's no telling it'll be anything like that with… But it's worth a shot? Maybe?
God he hoped he wasn't using Heine just to test himself.
Too late to worry now.
Closing his hand around his wand, he Banished it to several seconds out of sync with real time,1 so he could get the wand back relatively quickly but no one else could take it.
Then he let the pangs that had started due to the stress of the situation… go free.
When he was allowing it, the transformation wasn't quite as unpleasant as when resisting. The worst part was the horror of madness, but even the physical sensations were eased somewhat.
He had, of course, not provided for ever seeing that jacket again. Not that it was such a stylish garment anyway… bizarre to be thinking words like "garment" in this state, usually it was more ouch damnation moonlight kill aroo…The Wolf stood, with strangely human hesitance, upright, and flexed its shoulders. And regarded Heine-with
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[He tilts his head to one side, crouched animal-like on the table, fingers curling into fists, nails digging into his palm, making tiny cuts that heal over in seconds.
Wait, and he listens, this time, red eyes wide and curious. Because Mother would like to know about this strange new thing, wouldn't she? This strange... man. Wolf.
Predator.
He nods to himself, because he knows, even without the Dog, that he is in danger of being torn to pieces. Not that it would matter, because he would piece himself back together.
But Heine smiles anyway, white teeth and white hair, a wild beast in a young man's body, and moves.]
Why not.
[Jaws snap and he's not afraid - it's not afraid - of this man-beast (werewolf) fighting back.]
[The tame man in the wolf considered the mad dog in the man.
He'd gotten the scars across his face from a dog. It was that that had finally bound them together, with a measure of sanity and safety.]
Your move.
[[OOC: I have no idea what Heine 2.0 may pull out of his sleeve. ;-) My assumptions: Lupinwolf's much bigger, maybe stronger, and has the advantage of built-in claws and teeth. But he'd be fighting defensively, trying to wear Heine out without seriously injuring him; and he'll avoid biting him at all costs. I'm really not aiming to spread lycanthropy around. Lupinwolf also can be wounded; he's tough and agile but he doesn't have Heine's regeneration powers.]]
[He considers (that's a fucking joke we don't think oh no you think I just bite, don't forget that collar, you're still Hers) and shrugs.
And moves, hands reaching for the wolf.
Let's make a collar of blood.
Something in his neck, inside his mind shudders. He doesn't know what he's doing, he doesn't know who this is, he doesn't know why he's doing this. Only the Dog laughs and a woman's voice promises love.]
[[OOC: OH DERP I don't have his canon info on this account, do I. Sorry! In any case, even Heine 1.0 has enhanced strength (think breaking handcuffs with medium effort, ripping off limbs as a kid, biting arms off, again as a kid. Also he has resistance to sicknesses, but I don't know how getting bitten by a werewolf would affect him. I doubt it would be permanent, even if it actually got into his bloodstream - poisons get flushed out continuously. Uhh. We shall see! /is vague and unhelpful forever sorry]]
[Moony grabs Heine's hands with the intent to knock them aside, and finds instead that Heine's about his match in strength. They grapple. Moony doesn't, yet, deploy his claws.]
[Ahh, there's the blood that the Dog has been crying for -- but it would be better if it were his -- so he grins and digs his fingers into the man-wolf's arm, all unnatural strength and low laughter.]
[Lets him. The stabbing makes Moony growl in pain. But as Heine's hands are momentarily stuck, one of them is suddenly pinned between Moony's arm and flank, and Moony's other arm swings down to crack Heine a tremendous blow across the head.
(Though not intended to, Heine's cheek may be partially caught by Moony's claws.)]
[Heine snarls, raw and almost completely bestial. Even as he shakes his head, dazed, the cuts are hissing as they heal. He lunges upwards, a hand reaching for one of the guns in his belt.]
Wand still half concealed up sleeve but base in hand. Makes a gesture under the table. Mutters,] Protego corpora.
[Nothing apparently happens. Unless either Heine or Lupin try to leave, or shoot/throw anything out of, the three foot radius surrounding their corner table.]
Heine-
[[Will finish that sentence if given the chance?]]
[[Exceptionally long footnote, 'cause [potential] combat sequences make me reeeeeally nervous re: playing fair. ;-) (Especially since we're dealing with separate genres of abilities.)
This is a modification of the Shield Charm. The shield is like a bubble around the caster and/or the specified area. The way I play it-the only way that makes dramatic sense to me-is it'll protect the person inside the shield from any spells, but also traps them inside, unable to send spells through it. That's why Loop lowers the shield before casting anything against Bella in this threadAll ( ... )
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Don't say my name.
[And he pushed himself up and over the table, snarling.]
[[Long footnotes are good because they're detailed. 8) thanks for the info~!]]
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[He stumbles, and bares his teeth like someone - something, even - wild.]
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God he hoped he wasn't using Heine just to test himself.
Too late to worry now.
Closing his hand around his wand, he Banished it to several seconds out of sync with real time,1 so he could get the wand back relatively quickly but no one else could take it.
Then he let the pangs that had started due to the stress of the situation… go free.
When he was allowing it, the transformation wasn't quite as unpleasant as when resisting. The worst part was the horror of madness, but even the physical sensations were eased somewhat.
He had, of course, not provided for ever seeing that jacket again. Not that it was such a stylish garment anyway… bizarre to be thinking words like "garment" in this state, usually it was more ouch damnation moonlight kill aroo…The Wolf stood, with strangely human hesitance, upright, and flexed its shoulders. And regarded Heine-with ( ... )
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Wait, and he listens, this time, red eyes wide and curious. Because Mother would like to know about this strange new thing, wouldn't she? This strange... man. Wolf.
Predator.
He nods to himself, because he knows, even without the Dog, that he is in danger of being torn to pieces. Not that it would matter, because he would piece himself back together.
But Heine smiles anyway, white teeth and white hair, a wild beast in a young man's body, and moves.]
Why not.
[Jaws snap and he's not afraid - it's not afraid - of this man-beast (werewolf) fighting back.]
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He'd gotten the scars across his face from a dog. It was that that had finally bound them together, with a measure of sanity and safety.]
Your move.
[[OOC: I have no idea what Heine 2.0 may pull out of his sleeve. ;-) My assumptions: Lupinwolf's much bigger, maybe stronger, and has the advantage of built-in claws and teeth. But he'd be fighting defensively, trying to wear Heine out without seriously injuring him; and he'll avoid biting him at all costs. I'm really not aiming to spread lycanthropy around. Lupinwolf also can be wounded; he's tough and agile but he doesn't have Heine's regeneration powers.]]
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[He considers (that's a fucking joke we don't think oh no you think I just bite, don't forget that collar, you're still Hers) and shrugs.
And moves, hands reaching for the wolf.
Let's make a collar of blood.
Something in his neck, inside his mind shudders. He doesn't know what he's doing, he doesn't know who this is, he doesn't know why he's doing this. Only the Dog laughs and a woman's voice promises love.]
[[OOC: OH DERP I don't have his canon info on this account, do I. Sorry! In any case, even Heine 1.0 has enhanced strength (think breaking handcuffs with medium effort, ripping off limbs as a kid, biting arms off, again as a kid. Also he has resistance to sicknesses, but I don't know how getting bitten by a werewolf would affect him. I doubt it would be permanent, even if it actually got into his bloodstream - poisons get flushed out continuously. Uhh. We shall see! /is vague and unhelpful forever sorry]]
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Where are your teeth?
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[he bares his claws and digs them into Heine's arm, breaking them out of the grapple]
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Oh, we'll see.
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(Though not intended to, Heine's cheek may be partially caught by Moony's claws.)]
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