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( Slightly belated. Cut for poltergeists! )
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x04 ]]
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x04 ]]
Bristol, Mitchell's UK, Tuesday Morning
Aug. 10th, 2010 11:26 am( Where do I belong? Where do I fit? Who are my people? )
[[ nfi, nfb, ooc-okay, and tbc later today. Taken from Being Human 1x04 AKA 'The Mitchell Episode'. Things are gonna keep rolling from here, folks. Warning for mentions of sexual assault ]]
[[ nfi, nfb, ooc-okay, and tbc later today. Taken from Being Human 1x04 AKA 'The Mitchell Episode'. Things are gonna keep rolling from here, folks. Warning for mentions of sexual assault ]]
( A no-good, terrible week in six scenes and eight images. )
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay; taken entirely from Being Human 1x03 and modified. Warning: mentions of incredibly severe domestic abuse, sex, self-harm, bloodplay and a drug allegory. this series is not always for the faint of heart. Also hi, I'm back. ]]
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay; taken entirely from Being Human 1x03 and modified. Warning: mentions of incredibly severe domestic abuse, sex, self-harm, bloodplay and a drug allegory. this series is not always for the faint of heart. Also hi, I'm back. ]]
Streets of Bristol, Monday Morning
Jul. 26th, 2010 10:07 amEverything that could possibly go wrong, Mitchell reflected, tended to happen whenever he went to get groceries. That was the only possible explanation for this.
"Mitchell!"
( In which Mitchell is not a nice man. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Taken from Being Human 1x03, and contains mentions of non-con or at least very dubious consent, depending on your judgement of Lauren's motives. And I am off! ]]
"Mitchell!"
( In which Mitchell is not a nice man. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Taken from Being Human 1x03, and contains mentions of non-con or at least very dubious consent, depending on your judgement of Lauren's motives. And I am off! ]]
Annie was standing in the living room looking a bit like the cat that ate the canary, but also looking just a bit scared. Mitchell had barely had the time to stumble out of bed and down the stairs, but he was grinning back at her now.
"It'll be good for you," he agreed, raising the cup of tea she'd shoved at him. "Though I'd say take Chloe with you, she'll be able to see some of the city, yeah?"
That might keep Gilbert from depressing Annie too much.
[[ for chloe! ]]
"It'll be good for you," he agreed, raising the cup of tea she'd shoved at him. "Though I'd say take Chloe with you, she'll be able to see some of the city, yeah?"
That might keep Gilbert from depressing Annie too much.
[[ for chloe! ]]
A Pink Corner House, Bristol, Thursday
Jul. 15th, 2010 01:28 pmIt was relatively late into the morning when the portal finally dropped them back off in the alleyway near the house (which was always The House, in Mitchell's mind, as opposed to his house back in Fandom, which was just a house). He took a moment to inhale the crisp air, plastered a smile back on his face, and guided Chloe towards the front door.
Pushing his keys into the lock, he muttered a silent prayer to the Gods of PMT that Annie would be a little calmer after Tuesday, and headed on in.
"There we are."
He could hear George bustling upstairs.
[[ to she who be here ]]
Pushing his keys into the lock, he muttered a silent prayer to the Gods of PMT that Annie would be a little calmer after Tuesday, and headed on in.
"There we are."
He could hear George bustling upstairs.
[[ to she who be here ]]
A Club, Bristol, Tuesday Night
Jul. 13th, 2010 09:08 pmThe noise in the club was nearly deafening - 80s music. And not the fun, interesting punk kind, or the metal that Mitchell had fancied during the late 70s: the dreary goth and new wave that generally made people want to kill themselves if they listened to it for too long. The lights had been set to their usual overcast blue, people were prancing about in acid wash and large elastics, and the whole thing...
Well. Mitchell had never fancied 80s nights.
However, it was the one place to find the one person who could, conceivably, help Annie out of her funk. That person was leaning against a column near the back of the room, a cigarette tucked behind his ear and an utterly unamused expression on his face.
Danger Shop simulations didn't live up to the real Gilbert. Not by a mile.
( Girlfriend in a coma, a-ha, a-ha... )
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay, and taken and adapted from Being Human 1x03 ]]
Well. Mitchell had never fancied 80s nights.
However, it was the one place to find the one person who could, conceivably, help Annie out of her funk. That person was leaning against a column near the back of the room, a cigarette tucked behind his ear and an utterly unamused expression on his face.
Danger Shop simulations didn't live up to the real Gilbert. Not by a mile.
( Girlfriend in a coma, a-ha, a-ha... )
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay, and taken and adapted from Being Human 1x03 ]]
Mitchell had gotten home a day ago, checked the calendar, and nearly had a heart attack.
He´d tried to avoid Annie since then, well aware of all the dangers involved, but: it was starting to get a little difficult. For one, she was currently tearing up the kitchen, ghostly eyeliner trailing down her face like tears, pushing and shoving at the various cupboards.
Tea was out of the picture, then.
Mitchell was content to drift near the edges of the... explosion, never touching, never getting close enough to stumble into any kind of danger, but--
( 'Woah! We can't go in there!' )
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x03! ]]
He´d tried to avoid Annie since then, well aware of all the dangers involved, but: it was starting to get a little difficult. For one, she was currently tearing up the kitchen, ghostly eyeliner trailing down her face like tears, pushing and shoving at the various cupboards.
Tea was out of the picture, then.
Mitchell was content to drift near the edges of the... explosion, never touching, never getting close enough to stumble into any kind of danger, but--
( 'Woah! We can't go in there!' )
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x03! ]]
He'd kept Annie up talking for most of the night. There had been no sight of George after his proclamation - probably stewing in a sewer somewhere - and Mitchell was grateful for it. The last thing Annie needed was for the idiot to come storming in ranting about-- ugh.
( By morning, they had progressed down into the kitchen. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x02. Aww, guys. ]]
( By morning, they had progressed down into the kitchen. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay, and taken from Being Human 1x02. Aww, guys. ]]
A Pink Corner House, Bristol, Sunday Noon
Jun. 20th, 2010 11:52 amBy noon, there still hadn't been any sign of George. Though to be honest, after what had happened that morning, Mitchell wasn't so certain he was unhappy about that. Let him be out for a while, and keep Tully with him.
He wasn't going to make the same mistake again.
Unfortunately, that meant he was stuck in Bristol for however long it took them to get George to see reason-- making class tomorrow an impossible dream. He made sure Annie was feeling all right before slipping into his own room, searching for his mobile. He found it sitting on the floor near the saxophone and picked it up, dialing a number quickly.
[[ for she who he be calling ]]
He wasn't going to make the same mistake again.
Unfortunately, that meant he was stuck in Bristol for however long it took them to get George to see reason-- making class tomorrow an impossible dream. He made sure Annie was feeling all right before slipping into his own room, searching for his mobile. He found it sitting on the floor near the saxophone and picked it up, dialing a number quickly.
[[ for she who he be calling ]]
It was an abysmally bright day. Mitchell didn't burn in the sunlight, but that didn't mean he thought it was the most pleasant thing in the world. So, with sunglasses on and a cap set on his head, he'd gone out for the morning groceries as quickly as he could. One thing had to be said about vampire strength: bringing home some four bags full of stuff didn't take much effort.
He stalked up the street, setting a firm pace-- just a few streets down and he'd be home, and he'd be able to settle in with tea and the telly and work on his lesson plan. A nice, quiet Sunday in a line of nice, quiet Sundays. ( Or so he thought, anyway. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Warning: mentions of assault. Taken and adapted from Being Human 1x02. *draws hearts around Annie and Mitchell* ]]
He stalked up the street, setting a firm pace-- just a few streets down and he'd be home, and he'd be able to settle in with tea and the telly and work on his lesson plan. A nice, quiet Sunday in a line of nice, quiet Sundays. ( Or so he thought, anyway. )
[[ NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. Warning: mentions of assault. Taken and adapted from Being Human 1x02. *draws hearts around Annie and Mitchell* ]]
A Pink Corner House, Saturday Morning
Jun. 19th, 2010 11:53 amThankfully, it had been another calm and quiet weekend in Bristol - beyond the usual Tully issues. When Mitchell had suggested he stay, he'd figured the man would be there for a couple of days at best -- but now they were three weeks down the road, and Tully had slipped into nearly every crack in their lives.
Including stinking up the bathroom, leaving wounded women strolling around the house, probably having a go of it on the sofa--
Ew.
( Regardless, it had been quiet. )
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, and taken from possibly the best moment from Being Human 1x02. Mwahahaha. Also, isn't it lovely when you make up a meta for something and then never manage to recall exactly what it was? ]]
Including stinking up the bathroom, leaving wounded women strolling around the house, probably having a go of it on the sofa--
Ew.
( Regardless, it had been quiet. )
[[ nfb, nfi, ooc-okay, and taken from possibly the best moment from Being Human 1x02. Mwahahaha. Also, isn't it lovely when you make up a meta for something and then never manage to recall exactly what it was? ]]
A Pink Corner House, Saturday Noon-ish
Jun. 12th, 2010 09:59 amJack's trip to Bristol had been uneventful but productive this far - at least, if you asked Mitchell, who was thoroughly relieved that nothing had gone awry over the past two days. Unless you counted Tully's reeking bathroom habits, but that had been fixed with a moment of don't-go-in-there-just-yet charades.
... After Mitchell had gone in there.
Anyway, they'd just waved off the last of the week's guests. These weekly neighbourhood tea parties were working pretty well - again, if you asked Mitchell - and he was practically humming to himself as he cleared some of the dirty dishes off assorted horizontal surfaces.
Behind him, George closed the front door on the last one - an old lady by name of Paulina who had a tea cosy collection and an absolutely charming way of talking about it - with a loud sigh. The werewolf's head thunked against the door.
"I cannot," George announced, "Do another conversation about Vin Diesel."
That really should have been the first clue.
[[ for jack! some dialogue taken/will be taken from Being Human 1x02! ]]
... After Mitchell had gone in there.
Anyway, they'd just waved off the last of the week's guests. These weekly neighbourhood tea parties were working pretty well - again, if you asked Mitchell - and he was practically humming to himself as he cleared some of the dirty dishes off assorted horizontal surfaces.
Behind him, George closed the front door on the last one - an old lady by name of Paulina who had a tea cosy collection and an absolutely charming way of talking about it - with a loud sigh. The werewolf's head thunked against the door.
"I cannot," George announced, "Do another conversation about Vin Diesel."
That really should have been the first clue.
[[ for jack! some dialogue taken/will be taken from Being Human 1x02! ]]
There was no avoiding it indefinitely; Mitchell could only hope George hadn't been an utter arse to Tully while he was away and thrown him out on the street, or something. He sighed, fumbling around for his keys as he approached the house.
These days, he had to look one way then the other before unlocking the door. The last thing he needed was for Lauren to pop up out of the woodworks again, talking about blood and conspiracies and whatever the hell else Herrick had been feeding into her head. The last time had been bad enough - if she turned up now, he'd-- something.
The door opened with a click, and he pushed on through, yanking his sunglasses up to sit over his hair. "George--" he started, then stopped.
On the sofa - on his spot on the sofa - there was Tully, wearing nothing but a dressing gown and scratching at his balls.
... Well.
At least George hadn't tossed him out.
"Morning," Tully called, scratching somewhat leisurely, utterly undisturbed by Mitchell's arrival. To his side, Mitchell now noticed, was George, watching the telly.
It was ... not the scene he'd been expecting.
"...Right," he said, and shut the door. "I'll be upstairs, then."
[[ 'stablishy, and taken/embellished from Being Human episode 2, series 1. ]]
These days, he had to look one way then the other before unlocking the door. The last thing he needed was for Lauren to pop up out of the woodworks again, talking about blood and conspiracies and whatever the hell else Herrick had been feeding into her head. The last time had been bad enough - if she turned up now, he'd-- something.
The door opened with a click, and he pushed on through, yanking his sunglasses up to sit over his hair. "George--" he started, then stopped.
On the sofa - on his spot on the sofa - there was Tully, wearing nothing but a dressing gown and scratching at his balls.
... Well.
At least George hadn't tossed him out.
"Morning," Tully called, scratching somewhat leisurely, utterly undisturbed by Mitchell's arrival. To his side, Mitchell now noticed, was George, watching the telly.
It was ... not the scene he'd been expecting.
"...Right," he said, and shut the door. "I'll be upstairs, then."
[[ 'stablishy, and taken/embellished from Being Human episode 2, series 1. ]]
Mitchell's Portalocity connection hadn't been until roughly the middle of the night. They had muttered something about making sure his connection was 'concurrent', whatever that meant, but it did mean that he had had to spend a lot of time waiting by the side of the causeway for his pickup to the terminal very, very early in the morning.
It didn't help that, the longer he waited, the more his baggage seemed to copy itself, somehow. When curiosity got a firm hold of him and he leaned over to inspect them, he almost immediately recoiled.
Lost friends in World War I, said an old, dusty one. Turned into a vampire, said another. And then there were the tiny, grey ones, the ones that came equipped only with dates and that made Mitchell want to run off into another direction while he remained rooted to the spot.
The last one, he picked up. Josie, it read, simply.
He stared at it for a long while.
---
( Upon arrival in Bristol, Mitchell may have gone overboard to compensate for his newly rotten mood and invited the entire neighbourhood in. Again. )
[[ all taken from episode 1x02 of Being Human! NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. ]]
It didn't help that, the longer he waited, the more his baggage seemed to copy itself, somehow. When curiosity got a firm hold of him and he leaned over to inspect them, he almost immediately recoiled.
Lost friends in World War I, said an old, dusty one. Turned into a vampire, said another. And then there were the tiny, grey ones, the ones that came equipped only with dates and that made Mitchell want to run off into another direction while he remained rooted to the spot.
The last one, he picked up. Josie, it read, simply.
He stared at it for a long while.
---
( Upon arrival in Bristol, Mitchell may have gone overboard to compensate for his newly rotten mood and invited the entire neighbourhood in. Again. )
[[ all taken from episode 1x02 of Being Human! NFB, NFI, OOC-okay. ]]
It wasn't until the sun rose high above the rooftops that Mitchell and Annie dared to look inside the house again. And honestly, opening the door whilst holding a television was somewhat harder than Mitchell had envisaged: it took a lot of jostling, and one helping ghostly hand to get it right.
The door fell open quietly. Mitchell stuck his head through it, and sucked in a breath he didn't need.
Their living room looked like someone had rigged it with a few live explosives and then had a party in it. There was no more sight of the sofa, or a good chunk of the rest of the furniture. Instead, there was a tell-tale pile of shreds and fuzz piled up near the corners of the room.
In the midst of it, covered by a few pieces of old sofa fluff, was George. Naked, curled up like a puppy dog, and snoring.
Mitchell used that unnecessary breath for a good sigh. "Come on," he said, and headed to the kitchen to find a broom.
---
( Take a look at my body, look at my hands, there's so much here that I don't understand... )
[[ part 3 of 3. Taken from Being Human episode 1x01, NFB, NFI and OOC-okay! ]]
The door fell open quietly. Mitchell stuck his head through it, and sucked in a breath he didn't need.
Their living room looked like someone had rigged it with a few live explosives and then had a party in it. There was no more sight of the sofa, or a good chunk of the rest of the furniture. Instead, there was a tell-tale pile of shreds and fuzz piled up near the corners of the room.
In the midst of it, covered by a few pieces of old sofa fluff, was George. Naked, curled up like a puppy dog, and snoring.
Mitchell used that unnecessary breath for a good sigh. "Come on," he said, and headed to the kitchen to find a broom.
---
( Take a look at my body, look at my hands, there's so much here that I don't understand... )
[[ part 3 of 3. Taken from Being Human episode 1x01, NFB, NFI and OOC-okay! ]]
( I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground and howl. )
[[ 2 of 3 done. Taken from Being Human 1x01, nfb, nfi, and ooc-okay ]]
[[ 2 of 3 done. Taken from Being Human 1x01, nfb, nfi, and ooc-okay ]]
A Pink Corner House, Bristol, Wednesday
Apr. 28th, 2010 04:09 pmMitchell looked up at the sound of the doorbell ringing. They'd ordered a pizza as a sort of late lunch, which had to be exactly who was at the door: pizza guy. He was just about to get up from his seat when Annie rushed past him and hurled herself at the door.
She yanked it open.
"Hello!" she chirped. Loudly.
The pizza delivery guy on the other end blinked at her. "Twelve inch Mess of Meats...?" he asked, but by the time the words were fully out of his mouth, Mitchell had already scooped up the pizza and handed him some money.
He ignored the increasingly cheerful-yet-confused conversation going on at the door so he could hurl the pizza at the table, flop down next to George on the sofa, and snag a slice. And shove one of the many cups of tea present out of his way - he'd found out the hard way that tea-soaked pizza wasn't very nice.
Annie didn't join them until a few minutes later.
( 'He could see me!' )
[[ and tbc! Real suspense. Unless you've seen Being Human episode 1x01, from which this was ripped and adapted for Her Pleasure. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]
She yanked it open.
"Hello!" she chirped. Loudly.
The pizza delivery guy on the other end blinked at her. "Twelve inch Mess of Meats...?" he asked, but by the time the words were fully out of his mouth, Mitchell had already scooped up the pizza and handed him some money.
He ignored the increasingly cheerful-yet-confused conversation going on at the door so he could hurl the pizza at the table, flop down next to George on the sofa, and snag a slice. And shove one of the many cups of tea present out of his way - he'd found out the hard way that tea-soaked pizza wasn't very nice.
Annie didn't join them until a few minutes later.
( 'He could see me!' )
[[ and tbc! Real suspense. Unless you've seen Being Human episode 1x01, from which this was ripped and adapted for Her Pleasure. NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! ]]
( Life never stays as peaceful as you hope it does. Especially not when you're a vampire. )
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay. some violence, sexual references and simulated death under the cut. taken from Being Human season 1, episode 2 ]]
[[ nfb, nfi, OOC-okay. some violence, sexual references and simulated death under the cut. taken from Being Human season 1, episode 2 ]]
It was probably a very bad idea, coming here. Mitchell had only spent the better part of the past year running to get away from this lot, get out of this world and rejoin the other one. But he'd heard whispers on the streets, and some part of him - be it the cautious part, or the other one, the one that curved in his stomach and reeled like an angry dog sometimes - pulled to it.
And now he was here. Dark, dank, totally cliche. A cave, just transformed: a pub now, with a back room.
And Herrick.
( You're late. )
[[ so when i said i was done with the pilot, i lied. truly done now! nfb, nfi, ooc-okay ]]
And now he was here. Dark, dank, totally cliche. A cave, just transformed: a pub now, with a back room.
And Herrick.
( You're late. )
[[ so when i said i was done with the pilot, i lied. truly done now! nfb, nfi, ooc-okay ]]
