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Jan. 26th, 2020 08:55 pm
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[Want to mess around with Jack, tag me here everyone welcome!]

Date: 2020-01-27 04:26 pm (UTC)
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The day had started out nicely. Colleen had been part of a team working on a dig site to uncover a piece of lost history. Given she is an expert in Celtic history and mythology she had been a pretty important member of the team.

Some allowances had been made due to her bad leg and her pregnancy of course but it had been honestly fun working with this group and teaching some of the curious grad students.

Getting kidnapped by an alien version of the Wild Hunt hadn't been part of her agenda for the next few months. The Hunt's Man seems unwilling to loosen his grip on her in spite of the strange man who just... sort of showed up. Colleen has a feeling even if this alien lets her go it's only going to be the beginning of something very annoying.

She is correct on that. Somehow the mystery man in the grey coat rescued her by creating a distraction. Now they're trying to keep several steps ahead of the Wild Hunt. Colleen had been trying to figure out how many of them there were so she could come up with a plan. Especially since the Hunt's Man had seemed interested in her for some reason and Colleen is unwilling to speculate on why that might be. She'd rather stab the alien for bruising her wrists.

"Slow down please, I can't run," she hisses keeping her voice low as she ducks behind the trees. Colleen tugs her coat about her body more tightly. The wind out here is freezing and Colleen feels like her everything is sore. She still hasn't even introduced herself to the man with her. They're a bit busy trying to stay alive.

Date: 2020-01-27 04:46 pm (UTC)
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"What."

The very dead delivery on that had been a bit like Colleen was stunned. She wasn't sure why he would ask that. Possibly because she obviously is having trouble running.

"Around one hundred fifty five or so. I'm pregnant. I might have put on a bit more weight. My colleagues keep sneaking more food onto my plate." It was obvious that she was with that group of scholars.

Date: 2020-01-28 05:11 am (UTC)
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"They were amazing to work with," Colleen agrees. "It was refreshing to work with an open-minded crew." She hadn't wanted to need to worry about who was there. Colleen actually had begun to make real friends. It's rare given the supernatural rage that is a part of her tends to make most people react as if she's dangerous.

Which she is just not to them.

"Doctor Colleen Malley," she returns managing to shake his hand mostly pain free. It was easy to see that the young looking doctor had had a hell of a day.

"I may need it. I'm partly crippled in one leg and.... several months pregnant." It wasn't just a thick coat to ward off the winter chill.

"He broke my cane. Shame. I really liked that one."

Date: 2020-01-28 04:32 pm (UTC)
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They steal children sometimes. Colleen doesn't know about this but these aliens of the Wild Hunt will learn no one takes the child of a Garou and lives.

She just doesn't know that's part of why they are interested in her.

"They're after you for something." Colleen isn't going to ask what. It seems private and she doesn't want to pry when tonight is about survival.

"I think we'll manage this. I just need to cover my hair up a bit. It's too red to hide well in winter... plus tonight's a full moon."

Her rage is high. She can feel the many thousands of generations of need to shed blood thudding in her veins. If it was just her she might ambush and kill these shit heels but with Jack she can't risk shifting. There are rules just as old as her rage.

Date: 2020-01-30 04:25 am (UTC)
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"That's legit," Colleen says after a moment of thinking it over. She had done stupider things before because of course she'd do crazy things for her friends.

The moon is full so Colleen has to suppress the urge to lash out. Being a werewolf is supposed to be a secret. Although the fact she just had to clamp down on her rage is a big clue.

"And you know this how?" Colleen goes from angry to nervous pretty fast. If he knows the Hunt must know.

Date: 2020-03-02 05:12 am (UTC)
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"It's nothing." Well that's a lie she sort of regrets already. "Okay. It's just... Here we are being chased by people who may try killing me. I'm also not used to strangers who aren't related to the community knowing."

She shrugs her shoulders very gently before holding up her hands.

"I can handle it though. The universe is a big place."

And some part of her says that Jack is someone she can trust. Wait. That's not her. Damn, the ancestors are strong tonight. Better not clue him into that.

Date: 2020-03-03 05:45 am (UTC)
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"I have fairly decent control. I'm just.... twitchier than usual," she admits after a long moment. Colleen is actually pretty good at controlling herself normally. This makes it much easier to use her abilities as a Garou for tactical purposes.

"I'm not used to my Rage feeling this potent even on a full moon. It's weird." She doesn't like it.

Date: 2020-03-09 02:04 am (UTC)
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"No. I don't think that would necessarily be a trigger. My tribe can do something similar with our pheromones." She has to think about it for a moment then her mouth makes a tiny little 'o'.

"I'm such an idiot. This is the first time I've felt as if my children have been in danger. Of course I'm angry." She had already had to put up with the heartache of their father turning out to be the kind of man she wanted nothing to do with. Now this.

Stabbing someone feels like a great option tonight.

Date: 2020-03-09 04:04 am (UTC)
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Pregnancy rage is a thing Colleen hadn't expected to have. She had no idea it would be this powerful but Colleen guesses she forgot the important part about this no one gets angry like a Mother does.

"Let me." Colleen tries to move around him easily but he had unintentionally or not blocked her in a corner. She brushes against him as she steps out and starts to sniff the air. She is trying to detect their pursuers.

The smell is hard to catch due to just where they are. Plus Colleen doesn't want to admit it but the aliens smell just different enough that smelling them is a bad idea for her stomach. The joys of Morning Sickness.

Date: 2020-03-10 04:56 am (UTC)
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Colleen can tell he just shivered and that just worries her for a second. She doesn't need to deal with any weird reactions. Hold it together please. Death and sex should only mix when celebrating not dying not while in the middle of being hunted.

"Just give me a minute. Werewolf thing. I might be able to pick up on where they are."

It must be weird to have the visibly pregnant woman taking point but frankly Colleen has no time to give any fucks. Ego and survival do not mix well.

Date: 2020-03-10 06:19 pm (UTC)
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"You were right," she murmurs and she carefully shifts herself so she can stand next to him. Colleen can detect a group of them.

"Five. Three in some bushes. Two are more in the open." She nods in the direction she had picked them up in. They had better proceed a different way.

"These ones are more after md than you I think. What is with their creepy baby obession?"

Date: 2020-03-12 11:02 pm (UTC)
fightingboston: (Okay you're an idiot)
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"Jack. You aren't allowed to do that," Colleen barks in a low enough tone to keep them from being heard. There is a hint of rage right on the surface.

"If you do that I'll frenzy and there will be no chance of you possibly stopping me."

He may smell interesting but he's still too human. No upsetting the Ahroun damn it.

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