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kore_logs2013-04-05 02:29 pm
onteamdyson) wrote in kore_logs2013-04-05 02:29 pm
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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.
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.
no subject
He smirks at her assessment of him.
"There're a couple people around here who'll argue with you on that one," he says as he takes a drink. And Dean's already plotting all of their demises.
Uh, moving on.
"Anyway, doesn't really matter. Gabriel was never a Trickster. He was trying to teach me and my brother lessons." There are almost quotes around lessons, so she could probably insert all kinds of horrible things there if she wants.