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

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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Definitely not expecting that. Not even the grip she has on Galen can stop Jesse from ripping her off of him, literally, and sending her sailing into the freaking bedroom wall. She's up in an instant, barely dazed from impact, with blood dripping down her chin and her fangs bared. There's probably a nasty gash in Galen's neck now instead of just the puncture wounds that would have been left had she not been interrupted.

Kenzi hisses. Actually, legit hisses at Jesse. Her eyes are still purple and glowy and her hands are out at her sides, fingers hooked and ready to strike. There's no trace of guilt on her face. No sign of recognition, either. Only rage. You don't come between a fae and their meal without consequences.

Not even if you've achieved bff status.

She launches herself at Jesse, impossibly fast and just as strong as he is. Her hands go straight for his throat in an attempt to knock him off his feet and pin him down.

"Jesus --"

Disoriented, Galen is knocked away from Kenzi, and the tear in his neck is dizzying, for a moment, as he hits the floor and tries to make sense of what's happening. He doesn't even recognize Jesse, at first, not that he can see him very clearly, but he does see Kenzi bloody and bared and poised to strike.

Hand gripping at his bloody neck, Galen scrambles to get up, to see what's happening.

"Hey -- hey!" He shouts, eyes flashing that vivid colour again, and he turns his look on -- oh, fuck, that's Jesse, and Kenzi is pouncing. "Both of you, stop! Ah --"

It's alright, it's fine, because Jesse's at about the same level of fury, which means when Kenzi knocks him down, tries to pin him, he thrashes. They're both fae, they both have the ability to tear the other to pieces, and Jesse's growling, snarling - noises like a feral wolf - as he attempts to get out from under Kenzi and attack.

That's his. She was touching something that is Jesse's, sucking his blood, getting in his space, trying to take him from Jesse. Take his mate away from him.

"Mine," Jesse snarls, loud, and his hands - his nails, like claws, are going to go for her stomach, her skin, any bit he can reach. He wants to hurt, kill. "Mine, he's - you can't have him, they ain't the same person, s'not your fucking face to take!"

Galen's words register on some level, but right now she has vicious, terrifying, dangerous shifter trying to claw out her freaking intestines! She's not made of stone. She's not some undead, empty shell of a body. His claws meet soft skin and draw blood and it hurts. He could kill her easily if she's not careful.

The plan is to just hold him there, keep him away from her meal-- friend! That's Galen. That's her friend. This is Jesse. Also her friend. She shouldn't be fighting him--

And then his words hit her like a baseball bat to the stomach. She snaps out of it, eyes clear and back to normal. She releases him just enough to let him sit up a little... and then she full on backhands him right across his face, screaming, before slamming his head back down and leaning with her arm against his throat. She puts all her weight into it and snarls down at him with her face incredibly close to his.

"You think I don't fucking know that? I KNOW! I know better than anyone they aren't the same. I know. You better shut the hell up right now before you get hurt." Because in this fucked up, fae state of mind she would just love to share the pain she's currently feeling.

Christ, this is a nightmare. Still holding his neck, Galen drops back to his knees next to Jesse and Kenzi, and tries to meet Jesse's eyes, to maybe talk sense back into him. He looks feral, and it's terrifying; if Jesse's rage had a face, this would be it.

"Jess -- Jess, it wasn't like that, I was helping her. She needed blood." Hesitantly, with his free hand, he reaches out to touch Jesse's face. "Please, babe -- calm the fuck down."

He's practically choking on his anger - literally choking from the way that Kenzi's got him pinned. He thrashes in her grip, ignoring the way that she tries to defend herself. Ignores what she says, and what Galen's saying, because right now, the way his head is, the rumor just was proven right, and the wolf side of him cannot, and will not, accept it.

"Get off of me!" Jesse roars, and that's it, that's about all that the human side of him can take. Calm the fuck down, Galen says, and Jesse turns that snarl on him. It's a pretty seamless change; one moment he's human and then he's not, and the wolf snaps at Kenzi's face, getting out from under her.

All he's concerned about is hurting her. Galen's scent and his blood and his voice is all that he can sense. Mine.

Oh shit. Oh fuck. Okay, she was not expecting that and she really should have been. Suddenly Jesse's out of her hold and all teeth and fur and going for her face. She rolls out of the way of those powerful jaws and gets to her feet, less angry and more in survival mode. But Jesse's still after her.

She backs up, trying to calm herself down after that fucking comment because she messed up heavier than he did and maybe she actually deserved that shit. "Jesse, I'm sorry." She is. Deeply sorry. But there doesn't seem to be any reasoning with him right now. Wolves mate for life, she knows. Better than anyone, she fucking knows that, too. So stupid, Kenzi. Look what you did. But Galen is still bleeding and Jesse still wants to rip her to pieces. She has to act.

Using that extreme speed, she charges at Jesse and delivers a roundhouse kick to the wolf's rib cage, hopefully sending him flying out the door so she can close it.

"Kenzi --"

She kicks the fucking wolf - that's Jesse? - , and Galen is finding it a little hard to get back to his feet, right now. He leans back against the bed, holding his neck, watching to make sure Jesse is okay -- and that he doesn't take a piece out of Kenzi.

"Mother fuck --"

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

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