just rp it.

[musedactyl]

how to play.
1.  Drop a comment with one or more of your muses.  It can be empty if you want me to make a scenario, or you can toss one at me.  If you want to just give me a prompt (a word, song, lyric, picture, phrase, anything), I can riff off that too.
2.  In the subject line, you can specify any of my muses you might want to play with, or you can ask me to pick someone.  No muses are off-limits except for those that have no icon uploaded on the list.  If you leave it to me, it is likely that I will give you someone I haven't tried yet, haven't tried much, or haven't played in a long while.
3.  just rp with me.  if something jives really well, maybe we can continue it in another one of these later, sort of like a super casual verse.  if it doesn't, it doesn't.

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COPYING EMILY

[slay]

[sortabeautiful]

[ buffy's life is a lot worse b/c she's a slayer in forks, not california. yep. sucks to be her. and there are all these rogue vampires running around ATTACKING PEOPLE!!11 so while she's investigating them, what she doesn't know is Jacob's doing the same thing. In werewolf form. So... be prepared to glimpse the biggest wolf of your fucking life running through the forest. ]

[classprotector]

[ buffy is nosing up around a big mountain lion carcass. this? is so not how she wanted to spend her evening. she needed a better job. food service would be better than this. she makes a face as she rolls the animal over, and then hears shuffling. crunching of leaves. she stops, looking around suddenly. huh? ]

Okay. I'm blonde, not stupid. That wasn't dead lion leaf-rustle. That was you're not the only thing in these woods, Red. [ it's meant to draw whoever's out there into coming out, but it doesn't. there's another rustle. she whips her head around fast enough to spot a tawny wolf bursting through trees just a few yards away. ]

Really, really need a new job. [ her heels so aren't cut out for this. she starts to run after it, abandoning the animal corpse. her heels sink into the soil with every few steps until finally she just steps out of them and picks up considerable speed once they're off. and to think. most people run away from big scary wolves. ]

[sortabeautiful]

[ he smells her when he gets close, trying to cut out of her path. the last thing he ever expects is for her to follow him. he's fast, but somehow she's managing to practically keep up, and he starts to worry that she might be armed. the last thing he needs the pack to deal with is finding his bleeding ass out here. not that he won't heal, but it's embarrassing.

he finds himself running close to the cullen border line, however, and realizes that he's going to box himself in. he stops, hesitating there for a moment, glancing back at the way the girl is. ]

[slay]

[ he stops. she stumbles, surprised by it, and slows to a jog, keeping a good dozen yards of distance. she holds her hands up, placating. ]

Good puppy. [ she realizes her stake is in her hand and reaches around to tuck it in the back of her pants, then holds up the hand in a similarly harmless gesture. ] Nice puppy. Not violent puppy.

[sortabeautiful]

[ puppy? really? puppy? he can't help but stare just to size her up, not only because she's psychotic enough to run after him like this, but because she did it wielding a stick.

a sharp stick.

a pointy stick.

wait a minute...

he cocks his head slightly as if questioning her. it sure sucks not to be able to talk as a wolf, but then again, it saves on answering awkward questions. ]

[slay]

[ she doesn't speak fucking dogese ok so she's just not catching onto the questioning aside from the fact that it's clear it's ... not going to maul her. except wait. way too big to be a normal wolf. not that she's got lots of wolf experience in her life, just ... enough werewolf experience to know one when she sees it. her brow furrows. ]

You ... You understand me? [ that's not supposed to happen. oz was ... well, savage beast covers it pretty well. ]

[sortabeautiful]

[ his all-too-human eyes lock onto hers, as he wonders if this was a bad idea or not. maybe he should just run for it, but if she's after vamps with a wooden stake, she's going to get an unpleasant surprise fast when she meets the locals.

so he nods his shaggy head, just to see what else she has to say. ]

[slay]

[ her eyes widen a little at that, but she recovers quickly (but also in a way that makes it more obvious that she was startled, with a quick couple of blinks and a tiny shake of her head). she tries not to look too begrudging to have this conversation, but she can't help quipping. ]

And, I'm officially having a conversation with a dog. Thrill-a-minute, Forks. [ she sighs, then glances back to where they'd come, then back at the animal. ] That mountain lion. The big ... the big cat. That wasn't you that did that, was it?

[sortabeautiful]

[ he feels a little silly shaking his 'no' for some reason, as it feels a lot more unnatural in this form than wagging it up and down. so instead he takes a few slow, cautious steps forward, not rushing it lest she think he's hungry or something, and then nudges at her arm, trying to indicate the stake. ]

[slay]

[ except the stake's in the back of her pants so it just looks like he's trying to be a crotch dog. buffy yelps and jumps away as he noses towards her butt. ] Hey! No! Bad. Bad dog.

[sortabeautiful]

[ can a wolf roll its eyes? he'll sure try. he turns in the directions of the woods and lets out a snarl that way, indicating their unseen enemy. ]

[slay]

Oh. Someone else. [ she laughs it off. ] Right. I knew that. [ she straightens up, looking more serious. ] So I should ... not talk. [ she pulls the stake back out. is it helping? is this going to become some weird wolfy sidekick thing? ]

[sortabeautiful]

[ he just looks back at her, losing patience and wishing she'd just offer up an explanation. he lets out a small wolf noise, one that sounds as questioning as possible ]

[slay]

Honestly, my guess? Vampire. Which, I know, you're probably wondering 'why would it be all mountain lion maulsville.' -- Or, you would be wondering, I guess, if you had ... wonder facilities going on in all that fur. Anyway. S"kinda what I'm trying to figure out.

[sortabeautiful]

[ he lets out the wolfish equivalent of a bark, feeling a lot like Lassie. he sort of thinks he should just morph at this point but... it'd be almost embarrassing now. plus... naked.

so instead he starts running slowly ... in the direction of the treaty line. ]

[slay]

[ and then he's running and she groans, starting to a sprint behind him to keep up. this is absurd. it's crazy and ridiculous and pretty much the weirdest place her life has ever gone but if he wants to be her lassie, then she's not going to turn down good help. she just ... hopes it is good help. that she's accepting from a dog.

augh. ]

[sortabeautiful]

[ he makes sure to keep it a level where she can keep up, all the way trying to think of a good reason there might be a human vampire hunter in town. he's got nothing, so he assumes he'll have to ask his dad when he gets back. he'll probably be pissed at him for 'exposing himself' to her. and not in the ... naked way. his dad would probably be okay with that.

he stops short at the property line and parks there, turning to look at her. ]

[slay]

[ she slows to a jog, then comes to a stop beside him, looking around. ]

Okay. More woods. What am I looking for here, Balto? You're gonna have to give me more than that.

[sortabeautiful]

[ annoyed at the communication barrier, he paces the invisible line, looking over it and making annoyed whining sounds. ]

[slay]

Okay. You're ... stuck. Is there like - like a barrier? [ she steps forward, resting her hand out in the air and expecting to come up with a barrier as soon as she hits where he's walking but ... nope. she staggers forward a little bc she'd been expecting something sturdy. ]

[sortabeautiful]

[ he nods his big shaggy head and then jerks it in the direction of the cullen house, baring his teeth and growling towards the distant enemy ]

[slay]

[ unfortunately it's not visible through the HUGE TREES and buffy just stares into the woods, perplexed. ]

You know, the movies never point out the language barrier that Lassie suffered. [ she crouches beside the wolf, reaching out to to scratch his scruff. ] I can't tell what you're trying to show me. Can you take me there?

[sortabeautiful]

[ god he hates his life. he paces back and forth, all but digging a trench in the ground, jerking his head in that direction and making annoyed and totally manly whining sounds ]