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[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

In and then Out of Milliways: Christine mentioned things dropped in a vent, and Spoon went to help. 'Cause that's what you do for friends. And that's why he's stumbling back into the bar with a really abashed looking Predator (insomuch as Predators can manage the expression) behind him making sure the door closes all the way. She's got most of a remarkably dead body with her.

Spoon is butt-ass naked and carting the head with him. He's also missing rather a lot of bones. Like the front third or so of his ribs, his entire lower jaw, and several fingers. All the soft flesh has grown back, at least?

...Face it, he looks like shite and Christine looks like a Predator, and the two of them are carrying a large, dead Xenomorph.

Anyone who can get past that might notice in a non-horrified and panicked and/or offended part of their brain that Spoon's got a reverse-acid-burn of scar-free flesh

((With, uh. Bonus fixed headlinkage.))

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[sighteddancer.livejournal.com]

Cre'hktdi is carrying a trophy as respectfully as one can carry a piece of gutted dead weight; it's slung over both shoulders. She could carry it over one easily, but it dragged.

". . . and can understand me now?" she's finishing a rather long sentence in tones that are hopeful and apologetic. If one can read those in a voice that sounds like a dragon's just after a good fiery sneeze.

[paladinsuitsyou]

"Jesus Christ," Booth says, taking the Lord's name in vain out of sheer shock. "What the hell happened? Do you need help? What -" He swallows hard. "What's that?" It's unclear if he's indicating the head, the body or the Predator.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

At some point, Ace got up to get cocoa (somewhat spiked), and alcohol for Wells, and tea for the daft dog. Surely you can drink tea even if your jaw has gone AWOL?

Mostly the tea was gotten out of reflex. It isn't until she's standing by the couch with a tray, wondering if the cup of chocolate tea is going to be taken well or not, that she realizes maybe ordering it wasn't her brightest move ever.

[creator_raven]

It is entirely possible that what draws Raven to the scene is nothing more than the opportunity to find some eyeballs.

Or other bits and pieces that most people do not want.

More than possible, even.

It is a thing.

[taishar_malkier]

If that's not Shadowspawn, part of Lan's mind notes clinically, then it's something very like it; he can sense no taint, but there's nothing natural in those scales and rows of teeth, like an unholy cross between Worms and some of the Blight's other twisted creatures. And that person with Spoon may be just as untainted, but it looks nothing like human.

More immediate, since the creature is dead and the other isn't offering anyone harm, is the fact that Spoon should not be alive.

(And is his body growing back as Lan watches?)

His eyes have widened in visible shock, a rare occurrence, and his hand dropped to sword hilt. If Spoon weren't already surrounded by people, Lan would go over -- but he is, and so Lan doesn't.

Only watches through narrowed eyes, and notices who Spoon talks to and how, and notices the way his bones bulge and solidify beneath the fresh skin.

[captainryan.livejournal.com]

Ryan's heading outside when his eyes slide over the scene by the Door. There's an automatic sneer before he stops and double takes.

The amount of damage done (and healed, at least partially) is enough to grudgingly impress him with Spoon. He can guess it has something to do with the carcass of the dead creature that the other creature is carrying.

He can see the movements of the man's heart beating, and he catches himself staring in a sort of morbid fascination.

The next moment he's out the door.