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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.

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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.

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*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?

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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.

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*tim gives in and wraps his arms around her.*

Ace...what was that?

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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.

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Ah.

*Tim nods slowly, comprehending.*

And...it's still there?

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

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"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!)

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*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.*

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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.

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*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.*

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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.

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*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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She smiles, one decidedly not forced, though she's worried and confused, it can wait. For just a minute.
"Yes. Yes, it worked. It worked, whatever in the hell that was..." Her smile turns worried, and she snags a pillow from the multitude she had stashed around her room and gently slips it under Tim's head.
"Are you alright?"

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Yeh.

*Tim stares up at her. The blood on his chest seems to be vanishing, almsot as if it were seeping back into his skin.*

I..caged it. Locked it up inside you. I couldn't remove it, it's a part of you... But now you can ahve sex without me having to worry about it turning into beastiality....

*Yup, even weak from magic use he can crack jokes.*

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"Git." She kisses him to shut him up. It's a horrid joke.


"Can I get you sommat? Some of that sludge you call tea? Or... I don't know..." she worried, and feels responsible, which makes her fret.

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*Tim shakes his head.*

No...I'll be fine.

*He sits up, with some effort.*

Ah..mind if i stay here tonight? I can sleep on the couch...

*or cuddled up next to you.*

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Ace gives him a Look, then turns slightly to look at the couch.
"Don't be daft. C'mon, there's more comfortable places than the floor, but if you want to get there, you'd better help me a bit, o person who's taller than me." She slips an arm under his shoulders and tries to pull him to his feet.

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*Tim rises slowly, wincing. Actually casting a spell, making it happen, it's a lot harder then the easy little cantrips he does most often. Fireballs are easy, fire wants to burn. Taming a part of someones soul...thats harder. Altough now we have an interesting possible plot is she ever dumps him....*

Not hard to be such.

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Ace snorts.
"Didn't hear you complaining earlier." But she saw that wince, and it's not making her worry any less. Once she gets him up, musing to herself that this is, just slightly, easier than hauling him about when he's unconcious, she pulls him toward the bed.

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*Tim collapses into the bed.*

But..where would you sleep? I can't take your bed....

*He doesn't want to scare her, must be polite, must ...not.....over mack!*

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"You can, and you bloody hell will." Rock, meet immovable object. She grins, slyly. "B'sides, it's supposed to be cold t'night. Don't want you to be cold." She has quite cornered the market on innocent looks.

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Well, i won't hear of you sleeping on the couch or anything. We can share it.

*Good thing they're both skinny.*

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You mean she shouldn't start ordering bon-bons with every meal?
"That sounds like a plan." She grins, and since this isn't a big room, helps Tim sit on the bed before grabbing a bedpost to keep her balance as she pulls her boots off.

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*Tim snaps his fingers and is clad in only smiley face boxers. Come on. she was on TV. She'll always be skinny. He smiles watching her.*

You wear army boots....

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"The better to drop-kick cyberbugs with, m'dear." Ace is concentrating on getting the stubborn boot off, and does not see the boxers. Eventually it does give in to her stronger will, and she drops it on the ground. Then she sees the boxers.

...

"Haven't I seen those before?" She's meandered her way over to the trunk where she's stashed her limited supply of clothes, deciding that jeans would be a bad choice for nightwear.