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Ace's room is on the smaller side, or it could be that it just appears that way after her slight modifications. The bed, covered in an almost indecent number of quilts and comforters, has been shoved up against the wall at some point. Another corner is occupied with a desk practically snowed over with pages of semi-scientific type scribblings and notes. In a third corner, under the window so she can watch the exploding stars, is what was once an asture bench-type seat, but has been covered with so many blankets and pillows it looks rather comfy. Ace loses all momentum at the doorway and looks up at Tim nervously.

Date: 2005-03-02 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim stares, a smile creeping across his face.*

Wow.... perfect......

*And he lowers his head to one breast, looks up at her as if seeking permission...then takes the tip into his mouth, tongue dancing across it.*

Date: 2005-03-02 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
She sucks in a sharp breath, whatever reason she had recovered scattering in that moment. Her hands, somehow, manage to grab onto his shoulders for support, otherwise she'd just collapse.
"Oh... oh God...."

Date: 2005-03-02 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Ah. Very sensitive. thats good to know. Tim, his mouth never leaving it's breast, sweeps her from her feet, depositing her on the couch, to make sure she doesn't fall over and hurt herself. one hand cradles her back, the other is rubbing against her jeans, right between her legs. Maybe he's gone too far, but at least that hand is still above the clothing.*

Date: 2005-03-02 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
From the way she reacts, instinctively, her brain having nothing to do with anything at this point, she doesn't mind. As her hips buck against Tim's hand, there something vaugely at the back of her mind, warning, but she's too lost to care.

Date: 2005-03-02 03:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim is scared. I mean, he's never done this before. Well, not with a real woman. Succubi don't count. And he completely discounts anything that happened with Polly, cause it turns out he was a whore. Good thing he DIDN'T sleep with her. Tim switches his mouth to the other nipple, his hand on her back moving up to the free nipple, and his other hand seeking to find that good spot, the one that makes her really twitch.*

Date: 2005-03-02 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
He finds it, alright, and every nerve hums in response, the shock arching up her spine to clash against what he's already doing to her breasts, and she revels in the sensations and it's absolutely glorious...
and something snaps behind her eyes.

Date: 2005-03-02 03:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim pulls back, watching her.*

Ace? you all right?

Date: 2005-03-02 03:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Delerious bliss has given way to absolute panic as her eyes open wide... yellow eyes.

I felt like I could run forever

"No... nonono..." she would run, hide, but there's really nowhere to go.

Date: 2005-03-02 03:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim steps back, sniffing the air for any magic effects... staring at her eyes.*

Ace?

Date: 2005-03-02 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
She's terrified, absolutely terrified, and losing. The virus that she's held in firm check for so long has escaped control, since she never planned for this.
The cheetah doesn't understand either, just that it's caged and chained and stranger Ace flinches as the wild scream echoes through her mind.
Gotta calm down, just gotta calm down...

Date: 2005-03-02 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
Ace...what can i do?

*His hands are ready. He calling up power. He has no frickin clue whats going on here. Poor guy.*

Date: 2005-03-02 03:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
For a long moment, she(it) stares at Tim blankly with unblinking cats eyes. Then she shudders over some small internal battleground.
"Don't... let me leave. Don't." Her voice is strained, but it's still hers. "Please. Promise."

Date: 2005-03-02 04:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim gestures, and there is a glow to the door. The glow spreads across the room, a light green glow, covering everything except the wall with the window. Cause if thats not strong enough to resist Ace, we're all in trouble.*

I won't. Whats going on?

*He gestures again, re-clothing the both of them. Now is not the time to get distracted.*

Date: 2005-03-02 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Without the worry of having to restrain it in case she loses, Ace rallies and begins forcing the wildness back, though it's an uphill battle after losing so much ground. She doesn't answer Tim - if she stops concentrating now, she's going to find out directly how strong Tim's magic is.



After a long couple of minutes, or what seems like an eternity to Ace, the yellow glow in her eys fades, then disappears, and she slumps back on the bench, exhausted.

Date: 2005-03-02 04:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim is there, hovering nearby. he wants to take her in his arms and hold her tight, but he doesn't want to scare her.*

Ace?

Date: 2005-03-02 04:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Ace opens her eyes, dark eyes, human eyes, and looks up at Tim. She looks beat, and miserable.
"Mucked that one up, didn't I?"" she asks, suddenly finding the floor positively facinating.

Date: 2005-03-02 04:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*tim gives in and wraps his arms around her.*

Ace...what was that?

Date: 2005-03-02 04:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
She leans into him, suddenly feeling cold.
"I..." she stops, and sighs. "It's me. In a sense. There was this planet... no." She stops, re-organizing her thoughts. She is fairly sure she isn't being terribly coherent.
"Once, the Doctor took me home, to Perivale. I tried to find the old gang, but they were gone - these creatures, cheetahs, they were hunting people down and hauling them back to their own planet as prey. Of course we couldn't allow that, so the Doctor and I chased after them to get everyone back..." she pauses. Perhaps it didn't go quite like that, but she's in no mood to explain the Master.
"It wasn't some alien race. You get stuck on that planet too long, and you start becoming one of them."


"I was there just a little too long." She's very studiously not looking at him. She doesn't think she can take it.

Date: 2005-03-02 04:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
Ah.

*Tim nods slowly, comprehending.*

And...it's still there?

((and i ahve to go, first day of work tommorrow.))

Date: 2005-03-02 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
"The planet? No, it's gone. Blew itself to bits. I swear it wasn't me." There's a faint echo of a grin, but it dies swiftly. "As for the effect... the Doctor didn't think it'd ever leave. I've just got to keep a hold on it, that's all." Her voice breaks, and there's tears running down her face. It's not fair.

(ooc: Hey, good luck!)

Date: 2005-03-02 02:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim rocks back and forth, in an effort to sooth her.*

No, it's not... Do...do you want me to see if i can do anything about it?

*Theres a possibility his magic might not work. Theres evena possibility it might mess up and make her half human, half cheetah. Which isn't that bad, cause Cheetara was always Tims favorite Thundercat.*

Date: 2005-03-02 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Ace looks up at him, sudden hope flaring in her eyes. There's fear too - she knows she can contain it now, though she now knows there's a price... one she's none too happy with. If she loses that control... she remembers Karra, Midge, screaming as they died, being hunted just as they had become hunters.
But she trusts Tim.
She nods.

Date: 2005-03-02 03:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*Tim steps back, looking at her.His eyes begin to glow as he watches her, a deep dark red, the color of fresh blood. His fingers begin to twitch, light and energy gathering around them.*

Bestia dentro, denomino a voi. Bestia dentro, parlo voi. Bestia dentro, li convoco.

*He can feel it within her. He can feel the primal hunger. A creature in her very veins. Tendrils of dark magic wrap themselves around his arms, twining snake like over his muscles*

Nome della bestia i e così voi sarete conosciuti. La bestia li descriverà, sarà la prima ed ultima di voi. Bestia siete, affinchè non la bestia voi diventa.

*His feet no longer touch the floor. She can feel something touching her deep inside, the Beast within roiling and taking heed of his words.*

Legatura della bestia i voi! Da danno contro di lei o contro il vostro padrone. Bestia siete limitati, alla volontà di quella che fate parte di.

*A set of his scars have reopened, blood dripping down his chest from three slash marks. Electricity sparks from his blood, leaping to the energy tendrils on his arms. They lash out whiplike, striking into Ace, penetrating to her very soul. She can feel his energy, his soul on hers, feeding her power, his spell binding the beast, caging it.*

La bestia è limitata! per non cercare nient'altro senza volontà del vostro padrone. Per non aumentare non di più senza la sua chiamata. Per porre dormente, profondo all'interno della sua mente. Non venga non di più, senza la sua chiamata.

*And the energy snaps off of Tim, burying into her, finishing the spell and caging the beast within her mind. Tim wobbles, his eyes dimming, and falls backwards.*

Date: 2005-03-02 06:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com
Ace watches, wide eyed, as Tim changes, and very suddenly the term 'powerful wizard' takes on an entirely different context. She's about to ask, question, try to understand when the creature suddenly sits up and takes notice to the words that make absolutely no sense to Ace. Terrified panic erupts as she tries to slam the beast back, thinking something has gone wrong, terribly wrong, and then she's swept aside as something else takes over, singing through her veins and nerves and into her mind and she can dimly hear Tim still speaking, ordering, but what she can't tell, she's too busy just staying out of the way as the beast howls fury at being caged, pinned, more ruthlessly than she had ever managed.

Then, suddenly, it all stops. The beast is still there, will always be there, but she doesn't have to even try to keep it back any more. She blinks, dazed and disoriented, until her eyes focus on the room again.
On Tim.
Damn.

She pushes herself off the seat, shaky and uncoordinated, but determined as ever, and stumbles to her knees at Tim's side. There's blood, how is there blood, did she...? She can't remember.
"Tim? Tim, please...?" she calls softly, anxiously, notquitetouching and hovering.

Date: 2005-03-02 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com
*His eyes flutter open. There is no trace of...whatever he was before, just simple Tim. Now you see why he's on Security. He forces a smile staring up at her.*

Hey..did it work?

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