Lord Sandalio (Biffy) de Rabiffano (
dandyofawolf) wrote in
recolle2018-01-04 04:20 pm
(Open) Not so dandy a New Year
WHO: Biffy and YOU
WHERE: Various locations
WHEN: Early part of January
WHAT: Biffy got a new power he doesn't know how to control. Guess you're about to run into him!
WARNINGS: Embarrassing moments of nudity!
It had been agonizingly painful when it happened. Bones breaking and muscles tearing. Biffy had been terrified when the change had happened (and maybe a little annoyed through all of it as his clothes became ruined) but he hadn't known how to stop it. Or reverse it. That emotional panic meant that he became stuck in his new form and barely managed to kick his pants off before he was off running.
In the darkness one would find a chocolate brown wolf running around. One with yellow eyes and what seemed to be a reddish colored chest. It seemed scared and trying to avoid getting into trouble anyway? Of course there was something clumsy about it. Like it wasn't used to the shape of its own body yet.
Biffy just wanted to get to the place that he felt safe. This new form was faster but he wasn't at all used to being on all fours...
[ooc: You read that right! Biffy is currently a wolf. He's rather emotionally distressed about this. However, if you can calm him down he'll be able to change back after a bit for an embarrassing moment where you find out he is very naked due to the transformation. Please note that he won't be able to tell you that he's a person until after he changes back unless you say something about it first. Wolves can't talk, after all!
WHERE: Various locations
WHEN: Early part of January
WHAT: Biffy got a new power he doesn't know how to control. Guess you're about to run into him!
WARNINGS: Embarrassing moments of nudity!
It had been agonizingly painful when it happened. Bones breaking and muscles tearing. Biffy had been terrified when the change had happened (and maybe a little annoyed through all of it as his clothes became ruined) but he hadn't known how to stop it. Or reverse it. That emotional panic meant that he became stuck in his new form and barely managed to kick his pants off before he was off running.
In the darkness one would find a chocolate brown wolf running around. One with yellow eyes and what seemed to be a reddish colored chest. It seemed scared and trying to avoid getting into trouble anyway? Of course there was something clumsy about it. Like it wasn't used to the shape of its own body yet.
Biffy just wanted to get to the place that he felt safe. This new form was faster but he wasn't at all used to being on all fours...
[ooc: You read that right! Biffy is currently a wolf. He's rather emotionally distressed about this. However, if you can calm him down he'll be able to change back after a bit for an embarrassing moment where you find out he is very naked due to the transformation. Please note that he won't be able to tell you that he's a person until after he changes back unless you say something about it first. Wolves can't talk, after all!

Orion
Sniffing it out and seeing in the darker areas was no problem. The real problem was figuring out how to get into the building. It turned out that was a lot harder to do when you didn't have hands. Biffy whimpered as he paced an alleyway nearby until finally he...
...he smelled Orion. He didn't know he hadn't been home but he did smell him returning now. Leaving the alley, he looked out to see him walking over and he cautiously moved out into the lights from the street lamps, whimpering a little at him.
To Orion it just looked like a wolf was suddenly coming out and looking nervous about approaching him. To Orion it also looked like the wolf was...wearing one of Biffy's sweaters? Torn sure but definitely wearing it.
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He's toting a bag of groceries on his way home this time. But he pauses when he hears a whimpering, and cautiously looks at Biffy's direction, seeing him step into the lamplight. A wolf? No, wait... maybe it's just a dog. He doesn't know how to tell the differences between these things properly. It seems harmless enough, at least. With the whining and the clumsiness, he's wondering if it got separated from its owner, or if it's hurt.
He bends down on one knee, setting the grocery bag on the ground beside him, holding his hand out to the dog.
"It's okay, come here," he tries to coax. Maybe he could get a look at its tags and find out where it belonged. He pulls out his flashlight to help him look through that fur, but then... he sees the torn cloth. A sweater? One of those high-end people that like to dress their animals, he guesses? But wait... that looks like one Biffy wears.
Does Biffy own a dog?
No. No, he's been there already with no dog to be found. Unless he got a new one? But wouldn't he have said something? He would, wouldn't he?
Maybe it's just coincidence? It's one Hell of one, though.
Well, first things first - tags. And he sets to look for them, gently pressing his fingers into Biffy's fur around his neck. And with no results, he just moves to pet the dog.
A sigh. It's still the middle of winter, isn't it? He can put up lost dog posters tomorrow. But for now, he'll take it in. Somebody's got to take care of it. With a sweater, there's no doubt this dog has a home. But how did it get so torn? So many questions, and zero answers.
He picks the grocery bag back up and starts heading toward his apartment, but then pauses briefly. How do you get a dog to follow you? Is this one well trained? Maybe it'll follow him on its own.
This Q and A game has got to stop. He doesn't know what to do with it.
"Uh... come?" He gives it a shot, and moves a couple paces to see if the dog follows.
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Maybe that was what this was? Oh he had no idea. He just knew he didn't want to be a wolf!
What was Orion looking for? He was focusing on his neck a l... Tags. He was looking for dog tags. Letting out the most put out sigh, he waited for him to finish then moved to trot after him.
Until that command anyway.
Apparently wolves were quite capable of looking thoroughly annoyed because that was the look he gave his boyfriend with his newly yellow eyes before sticking his nose up and walking past him to the door to wait. Excuse him but he wasn't some common dog. He was well-behaved yes but he was far from a simple animal!
Okay yes Orion had no way of knowing that but that wasn't the point!
Planting his butt, he kept his nose up in the air while he waited for the door to open.
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No way. Dogs don't give dirty looks. But this one... really has an attitude all its own. Yea, this dog must be from one of those high end people. What's it doing in this part of town?
"Good... dog?"
Oh, well. Orion opens the door, letting the dog in first, and then heading in himself to head to his apartment. He normally take the stairs, but opts to take the elevator today, just in case for a variety of reasons. Overall, he thinks it's better to get the dog in his apartment before it can attract too much attention. He doesn't give another command. He doesn't want to offend the dog any further.
When they reach his apartment, he unlocks the door and pushes it open, looking back at Biffy.
"After you, I guess."
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Leading the way each time, he went into the elevator then into the apartment. Right away he went over to the couch and jumped on like he'd been here before. Mainly because he had. A quick sniff showed him that Orion really was doing his best to keep the place clean. He would have to show his approval when he could talk again.
If he could ever talk again.
Oh no he hadn't considered that. What if Orion was stuck dating a wolf now? Biffy flopped down and suddenly there was a depressed looking wolf in a tattered sweater on Orion's couch.
Uh...congrats Orion?
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Kasen
As he got closer, he sent a message to say that he was almost there. Just to let the man know that he was definitely still on his way. That way when he walked in the man was already prepared for his arrival. It was only polite after all.
"Hello. It almost seems polite to say 'good evening' given the circumstances. Even though it's currently still late afternoon."
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"Either way, I'm glad you made it. I was worried this darkness would impede our plans."
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Like suddenly finding he couldn't control when he changed into a wolf. Hopefully that wouldn't happen today. He really just wanted to relax and enjoy this. Not to mention he had no idea how he would play piano with paws.
"What do you need me to do?"
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At this point he honestly believed anything was more comfortable than the transformations he'd endured the day before. So that had to be something.
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So yes, there might be a shriek of surprise followed by her quickly backing up, holding her tote bag like it might shield her from danger. She's heard enough boogey man stories from her fellow retrospec users to jump to conclusions, and still keeping some distance between her and the wolf, starts looking around the area, as if she assumes more creatures/monsters will crawl out of the dark.
She's wrong, of course -- nothing jumps out at her, but that only barely keeps her heart from flinging itself out of her ribcage.
"U-um -- stay-- stay! Don't come near me--!"
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Of course without hands this was a challenge and he let out the most pathetic whine possible as he found himself steadfastly stuck due to a sweater and some random nail in a wall. That was hardly fair at all! Why did he have to be stuck like this?
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She hadn't noticed the sweaer before. That's a huge point in the animal's favor, as it suggests an owner, and that suggests previous training. It's okay to approach then, right? Carefully, of course, but her mouth has thinned into concern at those whining noises.
"Oh poor thing... you're stuck?" She keeps her voice smooth and calm, hoping that might keep the dog from startling now that she's much closer to it. "Here, just a moment."
Even she can handle a nail in the wall. It might take a few beats before her fingers can unhook the fabric, but so long as she isn't startled again, Sakura will get the sweater freed.
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When he was free, he gave a little shake. That felt better. Even if he was still in this sweater and it just didn't fit right anymore due to his limbs being different. And he was still so sad that it was torn in various places now too.
Sitting, he looked up at her. He had no desire to startle her again so he figured that if he let himself be still with his head lowered then she would be more comfortable. Biffy hoped so anyway. Life as a wolf was not easy.
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"Oh, you're a sweetheart, aren't you?" Her favorite kind. Given that they're still close, she can't help but give him a light pat on the crown of his head, delighted.
"I bet you got lost in the darkness. Are you looking for your owner?" That's what she's looking for, swinging her glance around their surroundings despite knowing how little good it will do her.
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He was in the middle of texting Jirou to tell him he was going to be home soon when he caught something moving in the dark from the corner of his eye and quickly looked up, trying to make sure it was nothing threatening.
... A dog? That looked a little too large for a dog.
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If anyone thought that embarrassing performance was threatening they needed to have their eyes checked.
Ugh he just hoped Kenta hadn't seen that. He could already smell the man was nearby.
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Kenta lit up the lamp on his cellphone and came closer cautiously, not out of fear from himself but because he was used to spooking animals because of his size. Once he had located what he thought was the source of the noise...
A dog or a wolf caught up in some kind of fabric?
"Oh dear... stay calm, okay? I'll help you out of this."
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Yes. Please help him out of this. He just kept tripping on it and getting it caught on things. It was all very unfortunate.
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It had nodded at him.
Kenta blinked and looked down at the wolf - definitely a wolf from up close - again. Was it one of those animals some people had been getting from Retrospec? Like those that professor man had? But this one seemed much less graceful and didn't make weird noises like they did. Just normal wolf noises.
He took his knife from his pocket and grabbed a piece of the cloths hanging from the wolf's frame.
"I'm going to cut this off you, alright? Don't move."
It seemed smart enough to understand, at least, and Kenta's blade started tearing through the remnants of what looked like a sweater.
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The other problem was that it had led to a few jump scares. The bad thing about lighting yourself on fire meant that any eyes out there in the darkness reflected it back, and that got downright spooky when you didn’t know if it was a cat or a dog or some kind of monster waiting to jump out and eat you whole. The last one hadn’t happened yet, though, so this time when he noticed a pair of eyes outside of his little circle of light, he just assumed it was another dog wondering if he had some snacks to share.
“Hey, boy,” he said, kneeling to offer his other, non-flaming hand out to it. He kept the other hand higher, hopefully out of reach and far enough away that he wouldn’t scare the dog. “What are you doing out here all alone? You don’t have an owner or anything?”
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It was at that time he heard that he was being spoken to. Letting out a sigh, he went to sit down. No. He wasn't a dog. This was just ridiculous.
So, he actually shook his head. No, he didn't have an owner. Thank you very much.
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"Ooookay, so you're a stray. No problem. I think there's an animal shelter, like, fifteen minutes away..."
...Wait a second. Squinting, Leo moved his lit hand a little closer to get a better look and - sure enough, it was wearing a sweater. Or at least, whatever remained of one. Quizzically, he raised an eyebrow, as if a dog would understand what that meant.
"Where'd you get a sweater if you're a stray? ...Or did you escape from the shelter? I'm pretty sure they've got sweaters for dogs there." On the second glance, that one did look pretty messed up, too. Just how long has this little guy been out here to tear it up that badly? After a moment's hesitation, Leo sighed. "That thing's all torn up. Come here, I can help you get it off."
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Getting up, he made his way over to him and sat down again so he'd have better balance for getting the thing off. That was apparently necessary. At least he guessed it was. It wasn't like Biffy had a ton of experience with being a wolf or anything. This was all still very new to him and he disliked that it had ruined a perfectly good sweater in the process.
Now he just had to figure out how to communicate that he wasn't a dog and he wasn't a stray. He was a person!
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It took a minute for his eyes to readjust, but as soon as they did, he got to work. Since he wasn’t really sure how to work with dogs like this, he focused on trying to keep his touch gentle while wrestling the sweater off of him. Before long, he was pulling the last bit over the dog’s head and held it up triumphantly.
“There - that’s better, isn’t it?” And now that they were finished with that, he was just going to light his other hand back on fire so they could see properly again. “Now we just have to get you home, I guess.”
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