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

This guy, here, who is outside with a collection of pointy-things for putting in people and things who you dislike greatly is Spoon. Spoon is a not-terribly big, not terribly sane (he fistfights a werewolf in canon, folks. In canon. As a human.) ex-Private current werewolf (see above canon note) who has been spending rather a lot of time with his family on the farm, or hiding out in the TARDIS with a friend of his.

Spending time with the family is good. Hiding out is not-so-good. Hyphens are, apparently, the punctuation du jour today.

ANYway, Spoon is out back expressing his disapproval of having to spend lots of time worrying about one of his best friends by going through the motions of hitting a pell (not Ryan's pell) as many times as possible with as many pointy-things as possible in as little time as possible.

It's not quiet, folks. There is the CRUNCH of pointy-thing into wood. There is the JANGLE of beaded braids. There is the GRUNT of the werewolf as he slams the pointy into the wood, and there is the CLATTER of pointy-things being exchanged.

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[runs-with.livejournal.com]

There's a Cora in a tree.

It is, admittedly, not a very big tree, because she's still practicing the whole climbing thing, but she's in it and she likes seeing things from up.

Not that she can see properly (silly leaves) from where she is. Which means changing position.

Which ultimately results something of a of a quiet slip and followed by a flop and an accusing, "Ow, tree." from somewhere vaguely up and slightly to the left.

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Spoon drops his current sword at the sound of the ow, and comes over to stare up at her, "Oi, Cora-girl. Nasty tree go and hurt you?" he asks mostly cheerfully, holding his arms up so that she can hop down into them if she wants.

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"Branches are bendy," she replies, scrambling over a bit more and rubbing the spot under her eye before she lowers herself down and grins up at him.

She waves a hand.

"All - all with snapping back."

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"So they are." Spoon agrees, hefting her and nuzzling her hair lightly, "Should get you some rope to tie things back with, shouldn't I?"

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She tilts her head, blinking curiously.

"Is not rude to trees?"

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"Nah." Spoon says, then he looks at her consideringly, "Do you want to learn to build a tree-house, luv? I'll teach you how to make it so that it doesn't hurt the tree, and then you and Penny can sit up there together."

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"For Penny too?"

The grin gets wider, nod very terribly eager. It's nice to learn for-Cora things, but it's even better to do for-other-people things. She likes to make her family happy.

"Okay!"

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"For Penny too." Spoon agrees, "You'll have to tell me what goes in a tree-house, you will."

[paladinsuitsyou]

It's a pleasure to watch Spoon hit things with pointy objects. He's a thing of grace and efficiency, and it's beautiful.

He doesn't want to interrupt, just yet, but he figures when Spoon stops moving, he'll say hi.

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"Hallo, Booth!" Spoon calls out when the wind shifts, slowing down and stopping, "How goes the life of a Yank cop?"

[paladinsuitsyou]

"Not so bad," Booth says. "How's life for a British werewolf? You're in fine form today."

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"Cora and I are going to build a treehouse, got Penny a magic body-suit so she can touch things, and Ace and I have been helping Axel hide out. It's been hectic." But, mostly, not bad.

[paladinsuitsyou]

Not bad, no. But man. "That's a lot," Booth notes. "Axel hiding out in your world, or around here?"

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"Life of Spoon." Spoon agrees, shrugging, "I like having lots to do. Axel is hiding out in the TARDIS for the most part. One of the people after him has space powers, I guess? I don't like him. He hit on Ace."

[paladinsuitsyou]

Booth grins. "Huh. Space powers and Ace-chasing. Sounds like a guy who should be put away for life."

He's teasing, but he's sure there's more to it than that.

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"He also wants Axel dead for reasons thusfar unknown." Spoon admits, "But it's just bloody rude to hit on a man's wife while holding that man hostage."

Spoon is the WORST STORYTELLER EVER.

[magic_ferret]

There comes a time when one ventures outside. Because if Yunno could figure out where he is then he figures he's got a better chance of getting home.

Plus it's tense being human all the time, and he recovers faster when he's smaller.

So, a small ferret, not from Earth but close, is watching Spoon.

That's an awful lot of hitting there.

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Demon bunny, human people...ferret? Ferret is a new scent. Spoon pauses in his hitting-things-lots regimen and stands sniffing the air in confusion.

Is a ferret watching him? Why is a ferret watching him? Is the ferret working for the cows? Are the cows branching out into other forms of spies? Are the cows HERE? They could totally be behind the thing with Axel...

Thus are the thoughts of Spoon. >.>

[magic_ferret]

The ferret gives a small cough.

"Sorry," yup he talks, "The sword work caught my attention. I'm Yunno, and my family name is Scrya."

Totally getting ready to shield though.

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"I'm Spoon." Spoon offers in turn, "Uh. Surname Witherspoon, Wells pack, clan Broken Meteor. I like hitting things? It's relaxing."

The cows don't talk to him. Probably not a cow spy.

Probably.

[magic_ferret]

Yunno bows.

"Spoon, it is good to meet you. I arrived recently and my still finding my way here."

Or a door, a door would be fine too.

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"Didn't think I'd smelled you around before." Spoon agrees, "And I never forget a scent."

Spoon doesn't bow back. He didn't bow to Hektor, he won't bow to a ferret. It's a pride thing.

"How're you enjoying Milliways so far?"

[magic_ferret]

Yunno's been in Japan a lot lately. It's cultural.

"I would enjoy it more if I were not Bound. I have obligations and friends, and I can not aid either while I am here."

There's human with the smell of ferret, but frankly right now he smells disgruntled. He doesn't trust the idea that time is stopped outside the door. The power to produce the effect would be ridiculous.

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"Never been Bound, meself." Spoon says, "But time out there doesn't pass while you're in here. Used that to deal with demonic lawyers, once."

It was bad.

Really bad.

Spoon doesn't do well when he can't leave.

[pink-coward.livejournal.com]

There just happens to be a pink dog with a bone in his mouth looking for a place to burry it.

He notices Spoon.

"Blar blar, blar?" he asked.

Translated it's, "Hi Spoon how are you?"