I said I'm evil without even trying...

[onteamdyson]

Who: Kenzi and ANYONE!
What: Catch-all log for species swap featuring FAEPIRE KENZI! Info post here
Where: House 20 and anywhere else!
When: Day 58, 59, 60, and 61 (leave the day in the header so I can sort out timeline stuff please)
Warnings: Gore, violence, vampirism, blood, hijinks
Notes: You can either just reply with your character running into her somewhere, or hit me up via plurk/PM and I can start something specifically for your character! I'd be happy to do the later if you'd prefer so don't even worry about asking. I will be tagging this for the rest of ever. It does not matter when you tag in! I will reply.

If she'd been awake to see it, Kenzi would have been indescribably proud of the sweet Beetlejuice reference she was currently making. The blanket was pulled up over her shoulder and she was lying horizontally as you usually do when sleep happens. The only difference between this morning and any other morning was the fact that she was currently hovering about three feet above her bed. 

Her hair hung down like the sides of the blanket, but the rest of her was perfectly comfy and impressively level mid-air... until the sun in her eyes finally woke her up and she dropped back onto her bed with a thud before bolting upright, looking around frantically and breathing pretty damn rapidly. What the hell was that?! What the hell is in her mouth!? Why the hell did she suddenly feel so... powerful?

... And why the hell doesn't her arm hurt?

First things first. She made quick work of unwrapping the bandages on her arm, laughing incredulously when it came away to reveal the skin underneath was perfectly healed, smooth, and not itchy for the first time in months! There was definitely some freaky fae shiz going on around here! And Kenzi was only mildly surprised to realize that she couldn't wait to find out what it was. 

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Day 58! Morningish. With Galen!

[onteamdyson]

It had taken her about an hour, but Kenzi had finally gotten the hang of this floating thing. She'd been through the entire upstairs by now and most of the first floor, testing everything out before she deciding she needed someone to show off to.

She opens the door to Galen and Jesse's room just a crack, peeking in first to make sure it was okay to go inside. It's not like she could hear anything, and you can freakin' bet she would have heard something even without the sweet vampire hearing! She wasn't, however, expecting to smell something... weird. Something not quite... like it should be? Almost like cloves. Sweet and spicy and not-- ... Oh my god, he's so cute when he's sleeping.

Her current train of thought forgotten, Kenzi floats into the room and hovers near the foot of the bed. So cute! So sleepy. It's weird to see Galen sleeping in this late and she is way the hell too impatient to wait for him to wake up, soooooooooo she does what any ultra-awesome-super-good best friend would do!

She floats close enough to get both her hands around his ankle and just casually pulls him out of bed! While floating. And smiling. And laughing!

[gleans]

He's crashed hard, but nothing getting dragged out of bed and onto the floor won't fix. As soon as he hits, he makes a noise somewhere between an indignant squawk and a hiss, and he flails a little. What the hell is going on?! But he finally rolls over, tugs his foot out of Kenzi's grip, and blearily, he half sits up, and... stares. She's floating. Is he still asleep?

"What." What?!

[onteamdyson]

So much laughter. Double the laughter. That was probably the best reaction she could have hoped for! Seriously, where is the downside to this? Everything is awesome right now. When the hilarity finally starts to wear off, she dips down to squish his face between her hands before easily lifting him to his feet by his waist.

"Wakey-wakey, Squishy. Rise and shine, superstar! Notice anything different about me? You know, aside from the lack of gravity. Fuck gravity, man, am I right?" She's still grinning as she floats a little higher to just kind of perch on his shoulder, light as a freakin' feather, with her hand on top of his head and her legs crossed daintily at the ankles. Her formerly 'bad' arm is subtly held out so she can turn it from side to side. CHECK IT OUT! Aaaaaaall better.

[gleans]

Hey, this is a lot to take in after just waking up! He feels weird, too; a little too hyperaware, and it's almost nauseating, especially when Kenzi picks him up like it's nothing. Then she perches, and Galen laughs, because wow, this is crazy. Her lack of creepyarm is also crazy. Tentatively, he touches it.

"Dude -- what the fuck? What the hell happened last night?"

[onteamdyson]

"I have NO IDEA!" She couldn't have said that any more cheerily if she tried. Her arm is totally pain-free and smooth as something less creepy than a baby's bottom and-- "... You smell really good. Did you get a new shampoo?"

Hair-sniffing is so not weird between friends, right? I mean, they have done way weirder shit than hair sniffing. She wraps her arms around his head and rests her chin on top of it. It's nice to be taller for a change! "I think I'm fae..."

[gleans]

"Shit." He lets her... uh, sniff, since he's a little preoccupied with how weird he feels, combined with the shock of Kenzi being all floaty and fae-y, anyway. Then he looks up, looks at her, just to see if anything looks different -- just in case it's not her.

"I feel fucking weird. And I had this like -- really intense dream last night. -- Wait, fae how? Did the shit on your arm do this?" He wants to move and sit down on the bed, but Kenzi's in a weird spot.

later in the day/evening

[venatical]

Maybe if Dean goes for a walk he can stop dicking around on the network... being a dick. He has a bag of candy corn with him just in case he gets another uncontrollable urge to stuff his face, but he's spent a lot of the day doing that, and he's finding that maybe the cravings are cooling it for a little while. Which is good because he already feels fucking buzzed, and he doesn't think it's just the sugar he's been downing all day either.

He's... enjoying this. Even if he's freaked out that he's a Trickster, he's still having a good time. He still thinks it's funny that people are vampires or pixies or whatever they are now. And he maybe can't stop thinking about what Crowley's doing now, or how fitting it is that Gabriel's powerless, or wonder about what happened to Lucifer -- or what could happen...

So yeah, a walk. To take his mind off it. Out to the water, where he'll stand and watch the waves and eat candy corn.

[onteamdyson]

Kenzi had a similar idea, though none of it had to do with former angels and demons. Mostly she just needed some space and some time to think. She definitely did not need time to adjust to this epic change! Heck, she was practically a natural at this vampire thing.

You know... minus ... chewing on one bff and getting into a bit of a scrap with the other one. Hence the space! She's just sitting there on the beach with her pants rolled up to just under her knees and bare feet in the sand where the waves can wash over her toes. It's nice not feeling the cold so much. Fae-benefits. Benefaets? Whatever.

She smells Dean approaching before she hears him. Smiling over her shoulder, she waits until he can see her before waving him over. "Yo, Winchester!"

[venatical]

Uh oh. Is he fit to be around people? He keeps wondering that, but Tricksters go after people who deserve it. What's Kenzi deserved? He nods his greeting at her and comes over to sit next to her, crosslegged with the candy propped on his knee. He turns the opening the bag toward her.

"Want some?" Because he likes her and will share with her.

Sometimes the scary part is he's not sure how different he's sounding from how he's thought about things before.

[onteamdyson]

CANDY CORN?! You have got to be kidding-- freakin' candy corn?! No way. As if she wasn't happy enough to see him before he pulled out the sugar.

"Um, yes!" She's not 100% sure if she can eat it just yet, but why the hell not? Siegfried looked pretty pudgy and she's pretty sure he didn't get that way from blood alone! She scoots a bit closer to him and reaches into the bag to grab a small handful and experimentally pop a few into her mouth. "Where did you even get this? You're the best!"

Oh my god, it's so good. Success! She can consume blood and candy corn. What more do you even need?

[venatical]

"Oh, you know." He shakes the bag as he looks down into it, and then waves it in a circle. "Around."

Ha. Heh. Freakin' hilarious.

He grabs a few and pops them in his mouth as he looks out at the water. On the upside, he guesses, at least he doesn't want to hunt everyone because at this rate that would get exhausting.

"So, what's the score? Did you make it through today unscathed, or did you respawn all shiny and new?"

[onteamdyson]

... She has no idea what that means. Just smile and nod. Actually, she ends up stifling a laugh anyway. Dean, you're so weird.

"Shiny and new! Wanna play a rousing game of 20 questions: Beach edition to figure it out?" She nudges him with her elbow, clearly thinking she has the advantage here. It's not like a lot of normal vamp-rules apply to her. Damn, Anne Rice had that shit wrong! "Unless you're too cool to hang with me now that you have candy corn."

Day 59

[buttsoupbarnes]

[An excited Troy continued his stomp around town. He was... pretty okay with the tail thing now. Especially the added perks that seemed to come with it. Despite this being the most awesome thing ever, he still wanted to know who did it. While the power was cool and all, he felt he probably shouldn't be so quick to forgive the racist connotations. He spotted Kenzi walking by from a distance and instantly got tunnel vision for her. It was her. It had to be. She had the motive and everything. He approached her with a great deal of determination.]

Hey, Special K! Tell me you're the one who did this. Tell me you're the one who thought it would be SO funny to surgically implant a monkey tail in Troy the Token Black Guy's ass. I know I was kind of a jerk with that whole evil beard thing, and haven't found the time to properly apologize, but damn, isn't this taking it a bit too far?

I didn't even know you were that racist.

[As his tail waved around wildly behind him, he found it harder and harder to maintain the facade of being angry. It was just too awesome. He should be thanking whoever did this.]

[onteamdyson]

[Woah, woah, WOAH! What the fae is he even talking about--] Dude! Okay, first of all? How the hell would I even manage to surgically implant anything? Secondly, where the fuck would I get a monkey tail? And third-- Don't even get me started on racism. I put up with racism every damn day! I'm like... the least racist person on the planet.

... But seriously, T-bone, that is kind of hilarious. Is that all you got? A tail? That's it?

[buttsoupbarnes]

[Any trace of legitimate anger left in Troy immediately disappeared behind the large grin that was rapidly spreading across his face.]

Ha. "Is that all I got?" She says.

[He chuckles as he visibly floats about two feet off the ground]

I don't know, K, you tell me. Or should I also show you how I can punch solid objects into nothing?

Seriously, however this happened- it's awesome. Anything cool happen to you?

[onteamdyson]

[Wow. Impressive. Not. Kenzi's only reply to his floaty-display and his question is a smug smile as she also floats, going a little higher than Troy and folding her legs up under her.

And then she shows off her fangs.]

So you're a flying monkey from Oz, and I'm a badass vampire. Pretty sure I win.

[buttsoupbarnes]

[Troy released such a high-powered 'pfffft' Kenzi may have noticed her hair sway slightly from the breeze it produced. It might not sound like much, but 'pfffft's don't normally do that so it was kind of a big deal here.]

I may have never been able to finish the Wizard of Oz [because it scared him, of course] but I'm pretty sure the flying monkeys couldn't do this-

[He floated backwards to make some space and then came quickly down to the ground with a fierce dropkick that, on impact, shattered the ground into a small crater about 4 feet in diameter.]

Don't suppose your Dracula costume can top that?

Sometime during Day 58

[undomesticated]

Riley makes an attempt to run out of her room to grab something to eat, trying to avoid being seen by anyone who might either pick up on her scent or who might want to do something else. The scents in the house had changed when she'd poked her nose out to go to the bathroom earlier, meaning her housemates hadn't gotten away unscathed from whatever was making her communicator go nuts.

Some of the scents made her imaginary hackles rise and she couldn't rightly say why.

Which is why she was trying to quickly find something to eat in the kitchen and get out of there before being seen. The sound of someone coming as she had her head in a cupboard told her she'd failed.

[onteamdyson]

The only reason Kenzi's anywhere near the kitchen is to pass through and use the back door and leave. There's still blood smeared on her chin and down her shirt, and she's looking frantically in every direction to make sure the wolf is long gone because she's not sure that she could go through with hurting Jesse anymore than she already has.

She takes one look at Riley as she passes through, eyes flashing purple, and then she continues through to the door, ripping it open and slamming it behind her on her way to the beach. She's not using her speed, not using any powers that might make her hungrier faster, but how good of an idea is it, really, to follow a blood-covered house mate? She can if she wants, but Kenzi's not sticking around after what just happened.

[undomesticated]

No, it's not a good idea to follow someone covered in blood, especially not when Riley can feel the hairs on the back of her neck rising in response to Kenzi's presence. Something about her scent changed and it wasn't just the blood. She was moving fast enough that she didn't look hurt, which made Riley wonder where the blood had actually come from.

Considering what she planned to do later, she had a moment of doubt, wondering if she should go see if Kenzi was all right or not. The lingering scent of blood and something else changed her mind for her. Nope. She was just going to avoid as many people as she could while this thing was going on.

She slipped quickly back to her room and hid out for the rest of the day.

Day 59ish - Evening

[noblexcompanion]

So, their girly night had been pushed back again. And then all the weird stuff had happened that flip-turned most of the Cape upside down, backwards and inside out - well, okay, maybe not inside out (at least Donna hadn't seen anyone inside out - didn't there used to be a short kids' show about an inside out boy?)... Back to the point.

Girly time needed to be had and Donna needed someone to talk to before the giant ball of timey-wimey space stuff in her head sent her crazy. Being a Time Lady is hard work.

She really, really hoped that Kenzi hadn't been turned into some non-eating weirdo, because she had made muffins, and she didn't want to have to eat them all herself.

She turned up at house 20 and knocked on the door.

[onteamdyson]

Kenzi had definitely been turned into a weirdo, but thank god she could still eat people-food instead of just people! And holy hell, did she ever need those muffins right now. She can smell them! Even before Donna knocked on the door, Kenzi was on her way to open it up. Thank you, vampspeed!

She flings the door open and throws her arms around Donna to give her a giant hug! "I'm so glad you're here. Are you okay? Did anything messed up happen? Can we eat the muffins right now?!"

[noblexcompanion]

Mind the muffins, Kenzi. Do not squish the baked goods! Donna gives a one armed hug in return while doing her best to protect the muffins from a premature death of squishedness or falling to the dirty ground.

"I'm an alien!" Well, that feels odd to say.

"And totally! These muffins need eating. It's their destiny."

[onteamdyson]

WOAH! Woah, what-- Kenzi pulls back to look Donna over. She doesn't see anything new on the outside, but she knows that looks can be deceiving. Still, better to ask and make sure...

"What, like... illegal alien? I don't think passports are necessary in kidnapping situations, Donna. The government can probably forgive your lack of papers while you're all 'across the pond' and stuff." Joking! Probably. Half joking. Mostly joking? "I'm gonna need deets."

She smiles as she ushers Donna through the door and to the couch.

[noblexcompanion]

"No! Not like that. I mean a real, proper, outer space alien!" Donna lets her lead her inside, and sets the muffins down on the nearest available space. Help yourself, Kenzi.

"Here! Feel!" Donna reaches for Kenzi's hands and drags them to her chest. DOn't worry, Kenzi, it's not a lesbian thing, honest. She places one on the left where a normal heart would be, then the other on the right where a second heart beats.