HELLMOUTHS

olivierperrier:

Olivier was breathing hard and fast, still in a bit of a trance. The water covering his tail was all clouded with scales. Shifting to move he realized -

He had legs.

Olivier looked down and almost passed out. Gone was his tail replaced by smooth muscled legs. He was weak from the spell and blood loss. It had tried to heal his wounds but he didn’t have enough power, just enough to stop bleeding. Unsure how to use his legs he used his arms to push back further behind a rock before passing out.

Gwaine nodded when Oli moved back into the cave, trying hard not to show his shock at the man that now had legs instead of a.. tail. Is that what you call it? Shaking his head he headed out towards the front of the cave and peeked over at the fishermen who headed towards the shore.

"Oi!" One of them called over at him, looking up he gave an innocent smile. "Yeah?" He asked, hoping Oli would be okay for a couple of moments. "Seen this huge fish anywhere mate?" Putting on a confused face he looked around the water. "Not than these fish." He watched them roll their eyes and sailed off, waiting until they left until he went back inside the cave. "Oli?"

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

"Me too." She admitted, only to end up chuckling when he acknowledged that he was bad, throwing a grin over at him and nodding. "It’s okay, normally I just get on with living the persons life as they would do it but… I hear about this meeting and thought ‘Why not’." She chuckled, turning to the man behind the counter with a grin. "Can I have a caramel frapp please." She dug around in her pockets and pulled out a tenner, handing it over to the barrister.

"Do you hop from day to day or are you able to… you know.. stay longer?" She asked as she moved over to wait for her drink, half hoping he would know how to stay in a body for longer than a day. Sometimes you just wanted to be someone, even if it wasn’t technically you, for a while. "I never stay longer than a day, always switching me." She spoke as if she had a choice, which she didn’t, but it did sound better than ‘I get dragged out no matter what I want to do’.

"Ah, I used to do that," he nodded in agreement, "but I just…couldn’t deal with that anymore. I was always pretending to be someone else, when I just wanted to be me. So, most days, I just disappear for a day. Go to the forest alone, or the beach, or hide away in a library,” he explained with a shrug, moving behind G to give over his order. Scanning through Jake’s memories once again, he chose his usual order. “An americano, please,” he pulled out one of the notes from his pocket. 

"I can stay for two days, if I find a person that I’m particularly happy to stay as, but I’ve never tried to stay longer than that. I go to sleep and just find myself in a completely different body, but always this age. I’m nineteen, at the moment," he explained, moving to stand beside her as he placed his change away. "Do you have an email account? That’s how I manage to keep sane, while moving all the time. I email myself anything I find interesting, and then I can pick it up on any computer - wherever I am."

G considered this and it was true it was sometimes got hard to separate herself to the body she was in but it was her duty, kinda, to make sure her shell at least went through the normal routine. “I think I do it because I want to make sure that if the original.. host  remembers anything it won’t be anything strange. It could cause trouble for them if they felt like what was being described in that meeting.” She turned to take her drink, offering thanks and picking up a straw to poke through the lid, sucking up the cold drink.

"When you go to sleep, huh?" She paused, biting her bottom lip. "Did you know that it happens at midnight, everyday, for me? I stayed up a couple of times, mostly when I was younger, to try and stay longer. It hurts." A shudder ran down her spine, thinking of the pain she had gone through the nights she had tried. Perking up a little when she heard him ask if she had email, glad someone else had the same idea as her. "Yeah I do! I write out my day so I can remember, sometimes the days get hazy." She paused, tilting her head to the side. "So you are 19? I’m 18!"

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

G gave a startled laugh when he came out right and asked her if she was like him, wondering if it had really taken this long for him to figure it out. Giving a lopsided grin she gave a small nod, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. “Yes. I didn’t even know there were people like me but it kinda feels nice knowing someone else, even if the rest of this trip was rubbish.”

One thing was for sure, she was getting her damn coffee. Standing up straighter she took his wrist and started to drag him along to the nearest Starbucks. “Look we can talk more but I am dying for a drink.” She released his wrist and continued walking, mostly hoping that she had intrigued him enough for him to just follow her. “So your name is Cen then, huh. Not your middle name.” She smirked, looking smug. “You’re also very bad at controlling what you say.”

"I thought I was the only one!" he beamed at her, suddenly hit with amazement of not being the utterly alone. At last, he didn’t feel so much like a freak. "Ah, I can’t believe it!" He seemed a little stunned, overwhelmed that he’d lived all his life thinking he entirely unique. It was such a relief to realise he was not the only one. 

Limply, he let her drag him towards the coffee shop, still surprised that he had found someone like him. “Er yeah, my name’s Cen…and I know,” he admitted with a small smile, following closely beside her as they headed towards Starbucks. “I usually don’t really talk to people,” he admitted. “I just kind of stay out the way of, well, everyone.” Together, they stepped into the coffee shop, and made their way over to the counter. Quickly, Cen checked Jake’s pockets to ensure he had some money on him, and he was pleased to find a couple of notes rolled up there. 

"Me too." She admitted, only to end up chuckling when he acknowledged that he was bad, throwing a grin over at him and nodding. "It’s okay, normally I just get on with living the persons life as they would do it but… I hear about this meeting and thought ‘Why not’." She chuckled, turning to the man behind the counter with a grin. "Can I have a caramel frapp please." She dug around in her pockets and pulled out a tenner, handing it over to the barrister.

"Do you hop from day to day or are you able to… you know.. stay longer?" She asked as she moved over to wait for her drink, half hoping he would know how to stay in a body for longer than a day. Sometimes you just wanted to be someone, even if it wasn’t technically you, for a while. "I never stay longer than a day, always switching me." She spoke as if she had a choice, which she didn’t, but it did sound better than ‘I get dragged out no matter what I want to do’.

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

Glancing over when Cen came over she offered a small smile, nodding her head. “Yeah just… Wasn’t what I expected. Or.. Well I guess to was but I was hoping it’d be different.” She sighed again, running her fingers through her hair and accessing Lacey’s mind to see when she had to be back home, she didn’t want to make anyone suspicious of her. Being so concentrated on accessing information she almost missed the slip up that Cen made, knowing for sure that it he was not as he seemed.

"It’s more of a being inside a shell, knowing information but not knowing emotion." She held her arm out for him, a innocent smile tugging up on her lips. "At least that is what I’ve heard." She fluttered her lashes, wiggling her arm with a small chuckle. "Come on, coffee is calling me right now and if I don’t get it I shall be grumpy."

"Ah, I know what you mean," he gave her a sympathetic smile. "I guess I must have been a little bit hopeful to bother driving all the way here, even though I thought it would be useless." He watched her for a moment, aware that she was deep in thought about something, before absentmindedly running his hand through Jake’s hair. It was longer than he was used to, when he was in a guy’s body, at least. 

When she next spoke, he blinked in surprise. That was exactly what it was like. No…she couldn’t be like him, could she? He had to know. Would it hurt if he asked her? Completely ignoring her mention of coffee, he focused his intense gaze on her. “G, are you…are you like me?”

G gave a startled laugh when he came out right and asked her if she was like him, wondering if it had really taken this long for him to figure it out. Giving a lopsided grin she gave a small nod, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. “Yes. I didn’t even know there were people like me but it kinda feels nice knowing someone else, even if the rest of this trip was rubbish.”

One thing was for sure, she was getting her damn coffee. Standing up straighter she took his wrist and started to drag him along to the nearest Starbucks. “Look we can talk more but I am dying for a drink.” She released his wrist and continued walking, mostly hoping that she had intrigued him enough for him to just follow her. “So your name is Cen then, huh. Not your middle name.” She smirked, looking smug. “You’re also very bad at controlling what you say.”

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

It was as she feared, letting out a breath of relief once the meeting had ‘ended’, they were all about the supernatural and didn’t have any useful information at all. Looking over at Cen she couldn’t hide the disappointment in her eyes as she tried to muster up a smile. “Interesting meeting, eh.” She sighed, standing up and brushing down her jeans. “Fancy getting a coffee? I really need one after that nonsense.” 

Without waiting for an answer she headed towards the door, just needing to get out of the building. Once the cool wind touched her cheek she felt more relaxed, moving to lean against the wall and closing her eyes. The whole meeting was about who people come and take over your body with messages, which was a load of bullshit, and the hope she didn’t even know existed was crushed. She hoped Cen would come and get a coffee with her, at least he seemed to be real. Though that might be more of her wishful thinking.

"Coffee?" he repeated in surprise, and a quick delve into Jake’s memories reassured Cen that he did indeed like coffee, so with a shrug he replied. “Oh yeah, sure. A coffee sounds good.” But G had already vanished, so he quickly followed behind her and headed towards the door too. He met up with her when she was leaning against the wall with her eyes shut. 

"Are you okay?" he asked, concern in his voice. Or rather, in Jake’s voice. "I knew it would be a waste of time," he sighed. The meeting had been ridiculous, and had spoken more about ‘demon possessions’ and similar stupidity rather than anything that happened to Cen. "Have you ever heard anything so ridiculous in your life? That is most certainly not what happens to me…I mean, er, happens to anyone." 

Glancing over when Cen came over she offered a small smile, nodding her head. “Yeah just… Wasn’t what I expected. Or.. Well I guess to was but I was hoping it’d be different.” She sighed again, running her fingers through her hair and accessing Lacey’s mind to see when she had to be back home, she didn’t want to make anyone suspicious of her. Being so concentrated on accessing information she almost missed the slip up that Cen made, knowing for sure that it he was not as he seemed.

"It’s more of a being inside a shell, knowing information but not knowing emotion." She held her arm out for him, a innocent smile tugging up on her lips. "At least that is what I’ve heard." She fluttered her lashes, wiggling her arm with a small chuckle. "Come on, coffee is calling me right now and if I don’t get it I shall be grumpy."

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olivierperrier:

Olivier was confused a moment, squinting. Then understanding dawned on him. “A matchmaker? That is an important job, you must be highly revered if you are good at it.” He said with an encouraging smile, complimenting the other. “I must go to gather materials now, I will hope to see you on the beach tomorrow?” He asked hopefully.

Gwaine didn’t have words when Oli called him a matchmaker, trying very hard not to burst out into laughter and offend his friend. “Not really a matchmaker. A match trier would be a better word.” He chuckled before nodding, tilting his head to the side. “Of course, I might be a bit later but I’ll be here.” He gave a small wave, a smile still on his lips as he turned to leave.

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olivierperrier:

drunkknightofcamelot:

olivierperrier:

"I……No." Olivier answered truthfully, biting his lip. He was shaking a little out of shock. "Time for a spell." He mumbled. He wouldn’t have enough energy of he didn’t do it now. Reaching for his things he made a circle out of them. His hand was still covered in his own blood saving him some time. He looked at Gwaine with wide eyes, breathing hard. "I hope this works."

Gwaine bit the inside of his cheek, so many questions burning but holding back so he didn’t break Oli’s concentration. He placed a hand on Oli’s shoulder, squeezing softly with a confident smile. “You can do it, I believe in you and hey if it doesn’t work we can try some human magic.” He nodded, settling back against the wall as he waited to see him do the spell.

Olivier was shaking as he shut his eyes and undid his bandage. Murmuring in an ancient language that is his own he coated his finger with blood. Drawing a symbol in the sand like an ocean current his chanting grew louder.

There were gruff voices outside with snatches of conversation floating into the cave as they drew closer. The fishermen. Oli didn’t seem to notice, eyes flying open luminescent as he slammed his hand down into the circle and his form was engulfed in golden light.

Gwaine held his breath as he waited to see what happened to his friend, hoping that he would be healed and nothing bad would happen. He’d almost gone blue with how long he had held his breath when he heard the voices, glancing at the mouth of the cave. “Shit.” He whispered.

Standing up he headed towards the mouth of the cave and peeked out, eyes scanning the sea for a boat and being horrified to see them so close to the cave. Thinking quickly he glanced back at Oli, shaking his head at the golden light, that wasn’t going to be easy to cover. Moving back to Oli he waited until the other hand seemed to be finished, not wanting to disturb the ritual. “Oli get further back into the cave and lay low, don’t speak.” He whispered furiously. 

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

G caught the slip up that Cen made, making her hope that at least one other person was actually like her here. That perhaps it wasn’t all fakes and those into the other world. “Jake, is it?” She asked calmly, a smile taking over her face. “I’ll call you Cen, makes it easier when we leave.”  She put extra emphasis on the word leave, hoping the other would understand. 

She was about to reply to his other comment when someone called for the crowd to quiet down; glancing over at the man who was smiling happily at them all. “Oh great.” She muttered, running her fingers through her hair. “Let’s get this other with, yes?” She address Cen, linking their arms together and dragging him over to the man who was setting up chairs in a circle. If she had to go through this rubbish she was taking Cen with her. 

Wrinkling his nose slightly as she repeated ‘Jake’, he raised an eyebrow at her words. He didn’t like using the name of the body he was currently occupying, although it was unavoidable most of the time, and he much prefered being addressed as Cen. What had interested him, however, was the way in which she had said leave. It was almost as though she knew why he had accidentally slipped up. “…yes, using Cen is much easier.” 

He let himself be dragged over to the chairs, despite his slight surprise at how G suddenly took his arm. Not that he disliked the touch, it was just that he usually kept out of the way of most people. It was better that way, not getting involved. “Alright, I guess it might be slightly useful…” he attempted to see this situation in a more positive light, but all he could really focus on was G’s curious earlier sentence. Makes it easier when we leave. Surely, to any normal person that would not have made any sense? But to him, it did. 

It was as she feared, letting out a breath of relief once the meeting had ‘ended’, they were all about the supernatural and didn’t have any useful information at all. Looking over at Cen she couldn’t hide the disappointment in her eyes as she tried to muster up a smile. “Interesting meeting, eh.” She sighed, standing up and brushing down her jeans. “Fancy getting a coffee? I really need one after that nonsense.” 

Without waiting for an answer she headed towards the door, just needing to get out of the building. Once the cool wind touched her cheek she felt more relaxed, moving to lean against the wall and closing her eyes. The whole meeting was about who people come and take over your body with messages, which was a load of bullshit, and the hope she didn’t even know existed was crushed. She hoped Cen would come and get a coffee with her, at least he seemed to be real. Though that might be more of her wishful thinking.

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

G had reached the meeting place and just knew by the turnout that it was not going to be in anyway useful. Heaving a heavy sigh she pushed forward and stayed near the back of the room, not really trusting anyone. It was strange but she was sure a couple of the boys who were nearer the front were people she had been before, so why they were here she didn’t know.

She was rather startled when she heard someone talking to her, turning around and looking at the bloke. “No it was raining outside and I decided to come in from the cold.” She spoke, glancing out the windows where the sun was shining brightly and then looking back at the man. “Yeah but honestly I don’t know why I bothered.” She spoke the last bit quietly, as if to herself.

"Lacey." Holding out a hand she wrinkled her nose, feeling bad for using the girls name. If this was a charlatan than Lacey could be put in danger. "But I normally go by G." She turned towards the front of the room, dismayed that she had come all this way for nothing. "Think this will be useful?"

Hilarious,” he muttered, his eyes darting to the window too - taking in the bright sunshine that he’d been all but oblivious to on the car ride there. “Me neither, I should have stayed at home,” he huffed. He crossed his arms over his chest, gazing out over the group of people; they all looked they were into the supernatural. They would likely make up all kinds of strange stories, and try and pass them off as true. How wonderful. 

"Cen," he replied, unfolding his arms to shake the offered hand. "But his - I mean, my name is Jake. I usually go by my middle name,” he explained, hoping to distract G from his mistake. Damn, Cen needed to concentrate before he ended up mindlessly blurting out the truth but himself. “And, truthfully? No. I think it is going to be entirely useless, I’m not sure why I bothered coming, either.” 

G caught the slip up that Cen made, making her hope that at least one other person was actually like her here. That perhaps it wasn’t all fakes and those into the other world. “Jake, is it?” She asked calmly, a smile taking over her face. “I’ll call you Cen, makes it easier when we leave.”  She put extra emphasis on the word leave, hoping the other would understand. 

She was about to reply to his other comment when someone called for the crowd to quiet down; glancing over at the man who was smiling happily at them all. “Oh great.” She muttered, running her fingers through her hair. “Let’s get this other with, yes?” She address Cen, linking their arms together and dragging him over to the man who was setting up chairs in a circle. If she had to go through this rubbish she was taking Cen with her. 

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kingcenred:

drunkknightofcamelot:

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Forcing eyes to open the first thing G notices is that the body that G is in it a girls and that her name is Lacey. Groaning she pushed herself up and rubbed at her eyes, looking around the rather pink room and sighing. G accessed Lacey’s mind, knowing that she had work in a couple of hours and minor details but today she wouldn’t be turning up. Getting out of the bed she headed towards the bathroom and had a quick shower, grabbing a pair of plain blue jeans and yanking them on before buttoning up the checkered top. 

"Hello." She spoke, testing out the voice before pulling on her trainers. G was glad that Lacey had a licence and a car because she was planning on attending a meeting that she was hoping will help cure her. Sighing softly she pulled her hair up into a ponytail and headed out, locking up behind her, and jumping in her car. Pausing to phone in sick to work, she didn’t want Lacey to get into trouble, and then throwing her phone onto the other seat.

It would soon turn into the best or worst day of G’s life.

Optimistic was most certainly not the right word to describe Cen’s thoughts for the day - in fact, he wasn’t entirely sure why he had decided to drive straight towards the meeting place, as soon as he had woken up. It was going to be a waste of time, he knew it. It was just as well that nineteen year old Jake, who’s body he was currently residing in, was a genuinely happy and bubbly person - or else he would feel very depressed indeed. 

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Pulling up beside the building which he believed matched the address he had scribbled down on a piece of paper from the email he had sent himself a few days ago. Parking the car rather haphazardly, he sat there watching a couple of other people who were hovering around near the doors, before taking a deep breath and pushing open the door.  

"Er, hi," he muttered, approaching one of the girls. "Are you here for this…meeting, thing?" Wow, well done Cen; as eloquent as ever. 

G had reached the meeting place and just knew by the turnout that it was not going to be in anyway useful. Heaving a heavy sigh she pushed forward and stayed near the back of the room, not really trusting anyone. It was strange but she was sure a couple of the boys who were nearer the front were people she had been before, so why they were here she didn’t know.

She was rather startled when she heard someone talking to her, turning around and looking at the bloke. “No it was raining outside and I decided to come in from the cold.” She spoke, glancing out the windows where the sun was shining brightly and then looking back at the man. “Yeah but honestly I don’t know why I bothered.” She spoke the last bit quietly, as if to herself.

"Lacey." Holding out a hand she wrinkled her nose, feeling bad for using the girls name. If this was a charlatan than Lacey could be put in danger. "But I normally go by G." She turned towards the front of the room, dismayed that she had come all this way for nothing. "Think this will be useful?"

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