common sense may tell you that the ending wil be sad, now's the time to break and run away

Jan 21, 2012 23:13

Who: Bigby & Onyx
When: At the start of the blizzard!
Where: Bigby's place.
Summary: HELLO I'VE COME TO BOTHER YOU and oops what a terrible time for a stranding-snowstorm.
Warnings: probably not!

what's the use of wondering if he's good or if he's bad )

khisanth, bigby wolf

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mrbigandbad January 22 2012, 21:53:16 UTC
[inside said apart is a very displeased wolf. He's only been home for an hour, having spent the morning facing down a psychotic clown and said psychotic clown's car. He was hit by it twice, finally managing to shred the tires with some quickly-grown claws on the second hit.

But even with healing powers, that shit still hurt. It also completely ruined his clothing, which was just an unnecessary pain in the ass. Fucking clowns.

So he's stewing inside on his couch nursing a bottle of whiskey when Khisanth knocks, wearing pajama bottoms. (His torn, bloodied clothing from earlier is occupying the waste basket under his desk.)

The moment he smells who's outside, he growls. Oh hell no.]

Go home! [yelled at the closed door, not bothering to get up.] It's too damn cold to arrest you.

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fantasycliche January 22 2012, 23:06:45 UTC
[ He knows it's her, without her even saying a word? Well, that's pretty impressive. Of coures, the 'go away' barely even registers. It's unimportant. She smiles to herself, leaning casually against the doorframe, and casts a quick spell. Nothing major, just something to throw her voice into the room behind the door. There's no use in shouting to make herself heard if she doesn't have to. ]

That's not very sporting of you. Isn't your sort not supposed to let anything deter them from the pursuit of justice?

[ It'll sound just a few feet away, maybe even from over his shoulder, low and calm as if she were standing there. ]

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mrbigandbad January 23 2012, 04:52:10 UTC
[it was security cameras, Khisanth. Security cameras, surely.

Even knowing he still smells her outside, not in his room, Bigby still looks up and around when he hears her voice so close. ...So, she's able to teleport other things besides her body. Fantastic. He scowls around his cigarette and rubs his eyes.]

We make special exceptions for blizzards. It's in the handbook. What do you want?

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fantasycliche January 23 2012, 05:00:01 UTC
I'd like to be let in. I thought that was rather self-evident from the knock.

[ ...And, while of course she'd noticed the temperature before, she'd never really gone and stood still in the chill. It's past just cold, and gone into slightly miserable, when one isn't doing any moving. She hunches just a little more into her (stolen, naturally) coat. ]

It's awfully cold out here, after all.

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