(Two) Days in the Village

[wakesupbears.livejournal.com]

[ Dark, bleak, and damp - it's night in the small, desolate mountain village on which this dream centers, and by its sodden state of disarray, some kind of vicious storm must have just passed through. Everything about this place is nightmarishly exaggerated, drawn from the memory of a creature with only passing knowledge of human dwellings -- and no fondness at all for the proprietors of such strange establishments.

Eerily abandoned, no light shines in any window-- Except for one, whole and filled with the warm orange glow of one last burning lamp. And it's into the shallow reflection of this warm light that a lone, pale figure steps. A large, lanky silver wolf or a tall, thin man with only the attributes of the same animal, however he is perceived, his intent is the same. He's rarely been more determined in his life (or maybe that's more terrified, though he'd never admit to that), and it shows.

This is a dream he's had often, since then. And though he knows that it spells certain doom, he stops to look through the lit window, all the same.

No one's here.

Another empty room, filled with queerly-shaped furniture (another word he doesn't know). The light goes out immediately on the heels of this realization, and another one appears in a window on the other side of town. And when he slinks away from the safety of the first building's shadow, this is where he heads, to look again for something he's so stupidly managed to misplace. ]

[ooc: Anyone looking for an extremely surly rescuer is welcome to dream as another "animal" (or human) who's been captured and caged in the village. Otherwise, it's all good! Wacky timeline shenanigans with this month's theme included.]

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[teddyling.livejournal.com]

[He shouldn't count Teddy out. Of course, not that the guy's gotten any really good reason for why he should trust Teddy, but... the young man's got some tricks up his sleeves. His shapeshifting is incredibly precise, after all. There's a lot he can do to work with it.

For now, at that cold and calculating look on his rescuer's face, Teddy frowns. Maybe he doesn't know how the lock works?] You can just give that to me. I can reach the lock from this side and let myself out.

[wakesupbears.livejournal.com]

[ His suspicion remains, but that's a perfectly good out, and he isn't one to neglect such a thing. With almost expertly hidden hesitance, he steps forward to poke the key through the bars, wary of the caged stranger's hands.

As soon as it's handed off, though, he's taking one liberal step back. Just in case. ]

...How'd you learn so much about this stuff, anyway?

[teddyling.livejournal.com]

It's... kind of common knowledge. At least where I come from. [He takes the key carefully, still a little surprised at how reluctant the other man is. Does he really think that Teddy's going to be doing anything to someone who's rescued him? That's a really depressing thought. Especially for a super-hero who's gotten very good at the whole 'rescuing' thing.

So after he unlocks the door, he steps out and stretches his aching shoulders and back, then offers a winning grin.] Thanks, I didn't think I'd ever get out. Now, who are you looking for, again? I said I'd help, and I will.

[wakesupbears.livejournal.com]

[ It's nothing personal; Souichi's always had trust issues, and what with all the attempts on his life that've been made, lately, he's not about to stupidly let down his guard, again. Not around anybody.

And that grin, unfortunately, falls incredibly flat against the stalwart brick wall that is his own perpetually unimpressed expression, because of this. ] A bear. A black bear the villagers here took from the forest, because they mistook him for one that's been causing trouble.

Since I know for a fact it's not him, that's why I'm here. He doesn't deserve to be killed for this. [ Other things, maybe, Souichi's defensive posture says - but not this. ]

[teddyling.livejournal.com]

[Well, Teddy can deal with dour. A black bear who was falsely accused of causing trouble... well, so far as the young man's concerned, his rescuer is exactly right. No one deserves to be killed for something they didn't do, and the other man doesn't need to say anything else. Teddy's body shifts, growing long leathery wings, and he grimly nods as he starts moving to the door.] We shouldn't waste any time, then.