Moira Hrimharisdottir (princess_mutt) wrote,
@ 2009-07-24 16:33:00

Flashback: Age 5
Moira and Danielle had thought of everything, they were pretty sure. They had made sure Vincent knew the boundaries of how far they were allowed to go and what they were and were not allowed to do. They'd helped tie the edges of his clothes that would too easily catch on things or drag and make noise. And now, they crept beside him in half-form. With the three of them, that grouse didn't stand a chance. Not that it would've gotten away from just the two of them, of course.

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	quitethecharmer 2009-07-24 10:55 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent crept along in the underbrush, smiling to himself. The spell of Mother's that he'd appropriated would be perfect to assist in this hunt. His friends would eat just as well, with only half the exertion from a chase that they'd normally have to endure. He'd even written the verbal components on his palm to ensure he remembered them. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-24 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	And there it is. A capercailzie. Not the biggest out there, but enough to make a very good shared snack. Fangy grins are exchanged before their focus returns to the prey. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2009-07-24 11:20 pm UTC (link)

Vincent positively sneers as the bird alights. He gently nudges his way ahead of the girls, murmuring the incantations as he smiles to them.

"Strands of silk finer than the hands of man doth weave, older than fire or clubs, seize the beast, as this sorcerer commands you!" Webbing poured out of Vincent's hand, flying through the air to encapture the beast. It nearly took flight again, before being completely encased.

It fell from the branch to the ground with a dull thud, rolling about as the beast struggled within. Then, it fell still.

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	princess_mutt 2009-07-24 11:28 pm UTC (link)
	The girls bounded over to break the creature's neck and put it down if it was still alive. Upon reflection, the tactic was maybe a little odd when one got right down to it... (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2009-07-25 03:59 am UTC (link)

Vincent stood upright, placing his hands on his hips and throwing his head back as he cackled imperiously. "Behold! My almighty invocations never miss their target!"

He strutted across the clearing, slapping a palm down on the encased creature as he still cackled. "Didst thou see? My expert crafting and aim?"

The spot his hand had struck began to glow, and a cracking and rending sound could be heard from within the encasement.

"...eh?" He looked at his palm, comprehension dawning, and the color drained from his face.

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	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 08:16 am UTC (link)
	It is rather challenging for two five-year-old girls to figure out how to properly snap the spine of something obscured by such an encasement. And so they were still figuring it out when Vincent swaggered over. Danielle looks puzzled. "Vincent, that doth not sound like a grouse anymore." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 08:21 am UTC (link)
	Vincent is already moving away. "Ladies... back away... and prepare thyselves. For... something." He grimaces awkwardly. "I... may have miscalculated." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 08:34 am UTC (link)
	They back up, a little in front and on either side of Vincent. As the odd little chrysalis starts to tear away, revealing...something terribly unpleasant-looking. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2009-07-25 08:37 am UTC (link)

Something that clearly was a grouse at some point, bursts forth. It now bears additional spindly limbs, many more eyes, and a pair of slavering mandibles flanking it's beak. It twists to and fro, surveying the clearing, before letting out a gurgling screech and skittering forward clumsily.

Vincent yelps at the sight of it, grabbing at the girls, whatever their form, and trying to get them running. "To the den!!"

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princess_mutt
2009-07-25 08:48 am UTC (link)

The girls have no problem with this suggestion. Except that it's a fact of nature and practice that they are much faster than he, and so, fear or not, they keep stopping to make sure he's coming along.

The den isn't especially far. And soon after they're in the clearing beside it, there's a lot more movement into the trees behind them.

And snarling. And a sickening crushing sound.

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	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 08:51 am UTC (link)
	Vincent froze, turning slowly, a shielding spell readied (if it would work). "That... doth be the sound of our plight improving... or merely turning far worse..." His eyes flit around the treeline, moving himself between the girls and it. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 09:04 am UTC (link)
	The large frostcolored halfwolf who stalks out of the trees with a few blood and ichor stains across his fur comes right for the children. The girls rush past Vincent to him as he drops down. "Are you all right, my stars?" "Yes, Da!" they chorus. "What happened?" "It was an accident, Da," Moira says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 09:09 am UTC (link)
	Vincent hangs back, rubbing his still ink-stained palm against his robes, head lowered slightly. He shuffles his way towards Lord Hrimhari, undoing the bindings the girls had helped him with. "I be... most sorry, Lord Hrimhari. Twas my fault." He avoids the manwolf's eyes. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 09:26 am UTC (link)
	"Thou'rt excused, Vincent Amorason, if thou couldst explain how thou brought this accident about?" Hrimhari asks quietly. His hands still stroke his daughter's fur, but he's certainly looking at Vincent. It helps that he saw where you were standing just now, little boy. "T'would be best to know before the body is disposed of." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

quitethecharmer
2009-07-25 05:12 pm UTC (link)

Vincent curled up his face, then looked at his palm. "I had written the runes of the spell upon my flesh so as not to forget them, and I fear I didst scratch myself in the doing so. It became a blood spell."

He huffed, annoyed with himself. "The spell was fine at first... I conjured spider silk from afar, and trapped the beast. Then I struck it with my other palm... and more was conjured about it."

His gaze flitted about nervously. "The spell... 'twas not meant to work in such a manner."

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princess_mutt
2009-07-25 05:38 pm UTC (link)

"I see." And is a little disturbed, but no more than he expected to be in explaining that. "Thou shalt be more careful about such things." It's not a question. Really, it seems less even a demand than a statement of fact.

"Best, my stars," he says, turning his attention mostly to the girls. "To hunt only in ways you can understand. 'Twas only a small fright and small waste, but still to be avoided."

"Aye, Da."

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	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 07:54 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent holds his tongue. This was a most spectacular failure, and his expression makes it clear he'd like nothing better at the moment than for the soil to open and swallow him whole. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 08:02 pm UTC (link)
	"Good. No harm, then. Go with Vincent over to the water while we destroy the carcass." To Vincent. "Thou canst wash off thy hands." And he rises and heads back towards the trees. Danielle reaches for Vincent's unscratched hand with a furry one. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 08:23 pm UTC (link)
	Sulking, Vincent takes the hand ambles along with them to the water, scrubbing the offending spell off vigorously, drying his hands on his robes. "I... I must make amends for my failure." That's about as directly as he can bring himself to apologize to his friends. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	The girls cant their heads at them. "Thou needn't." Moira says. "None was hurt." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 08:38 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent grunts. Moments later, something occurs to him. "How foul dost thou suppose it tasted, after it's transformation?" He suppresses a giggle, hoping Lord Hrimhari didn't hear that. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 09:01 pm UTC (link)
	The girls do not believe in surpressing giggles. "Och, from the scent, fouler than words," Danielle says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 10:39 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent grins quietly. "Then we shouldst be glad it was thy father's jaws that rended it unto its end." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-25 10:47 pm UTC (link)
	"Thou'rt very silly," Moira says, shoving playfully -- and fortunately not towards the water. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-25 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	Vincent staggers from that, but regains himself. "Brilliance is oft mistaken for such." He grins, then shoves back. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-26 01:19 am UTC (link)
	Both girls giggle again. Moira presses against the shove with a bit of still-standing wrestling of sorts. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quitethecharmer 2009-07-26 01:32 am UTC (link)
	Vincent curls up his face and keeps pushing ~~despite his weaker body compared to other Asgardians~~. He grunts faintly in exertion. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-07-26 03:42 pm UTC (link)
	Halfbreed herself, Moira's still more of a physical person than Vincent in both heritage and environment. The playful struggle continues until Danielle makes a fairly canine whining noise and Moira stops pushing in order to look at her, adjust halfway-consciously just to keep from tripping. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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