tobeclosetohim: (Lips of Red)
[personal profile] tobeclosetohim
Jo's sitting on the Cooper porch eating a banana.

The knuckles of her right hand are bandaged.

Her hair in twin braids over her shoulders.





She doesn't look like she'd hate company.
[identity profile] hector-aframian.livejournal.com
At another time, a little later than the first time, the Cooper farm finds itself presented with yet another carload of newcomers.

At least these don't apparently plan to stay -- and certainly wouldn't seem to have close bonds, the way they're all three bitching at each other, or the way the car doors slam in order as they get out and immediately stalk in different directions.

[Tag under subthreads of who you're tagging, plz? <33]
theresnodoor: (morph - bald eagle)
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Somewhere in Lawrence, a door had slammed.

Not much longer, a bald eagle took off from a second story window of a farmhouse.

And not too long after that, there's a large, majestic eagle floating the thermals up high in the air looking for something to do, someone to save, and hopefully something to be a little violent with.
[identity profile] gorgonqueen.livejournal.com
Somewhere in Kansas - it may be the Cooper farm, it may be somewhere else entirely - there is a house. And on this house is a roof. And on this roof is a Gorgon.

She's grooming her wings.

Given that each wing is longer than she is tall, this may take a while.
[identity profile] bad-luck-wolf.livejournal.com
That there is some shoddy bandaging.

Which is to say, there's a guy limping along Kansas (he'd been using a car, but it broke down), with a sword in one hand, a gun tucked into his belt, and bandaging across one leg, his arms and most of his torso, that looks like it was made from torn bits of clothing, and is getting rather soaked with blood.

All in all, he doesn't look too great, with the bruises, dried blood, ragged (and stolen) coat slung over his shoulders and a whole lot of bright red bandages. He's looking around, warily, and his grip around his sword is tight enough that his knuckles are white.

Botherable, if possibly violent.
[identity profile] gorgonqueen.livejournal.com
The noticiable thing about Medusa is that she has wings - large, gold feathered wings. What isn't so noticable about her is that the girl has claws. Brass, to be exact, and retractable like a cat's.

The thing about claws and cats is that cats scratch things, keep the claws sharp and tone their muscles and even though Medusa is mostly bird, she is also cat.

And so, she is sitting in a tree, running her claws down the trunk.

It could be worse, she could be using metal or stone. And that is painful to hear.
[identity profile] gorgonqueen.livejournal.com
Medusa is flying.

This is not new - she has wings, and she knows how to use them, and she loves flying. So do her sisters, actually, which is how this thing whole started. Triplets are what triplets are, and Euryale had pinched Medusa, so Medusa had hit back and Stheno had growled so Medusa stole her comb and flew off laughing and -

And that's why when the ground is suddenly a lot closer than it was, and it's silent no sea, where's the sea, it was there I'm flying over it, Medusa has a comb in her hand.

It's a comb that gets dropped, shortly before the young Gorgon herself ends up tumbling over the ground. She had enough warning to draw her wings back so that she didn't break them, but still.

Over and over and over, with flashes of gold from her feathers and brown from her limbs (because you try clambering over rocks in a full-length chiton), until she manages to stop herself. Give her a moment, and she'll be up. At the moment, she's just going to stay here and gasp for breath.

[OoC: for all your Ashie-isn't-here/not-on-AIM needs!]

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