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rae_of_sun ([personal profile] rae_of_sun) wrote in [community profile] bigapplesauce2014-09-23 04:38 pm

She'll teach those hatches! [Open to Multiple]

Well, if there's ever been a reason for Sunshine to start pushing herself in the magic-handling department, the arrival of a mega-toxic kali nightmare goon from wherever-the-hell - and a subsequent text containing a ward symbol against said nightmare goon - definitely qualifies. Gods, has she missed wards. And, okay, she finds it a little hard to fully trust the effectiveness of a ward symbol drawn by… well, anyone aside from an accredited wardsmith (herself included)… but if there's even a slight chance that it'll work, she will gladly wallpaper the entire damn building with the thing.

Better to start small, though, especially if what she's going for is 'permanent.' Which is why she's standing outside her own apartment door with the little image of the symbol pulled up on her phone. She examines the picture with a tight little frown, memorizing the details in case intent is not enough. Then she tucks her phone into the back pocket of her shorts and braces her palms against the door.

Okay. She can do this. It's big - far bigger than anything she's attempted before - but it's only wood. Easy compared to metal or stone. And her grandmother said she could do anything in bright sunlight, and there's plenty of that shining in through the window at the end of the hall, all of two feet to her right. So.

Sunshine shuts her eyes, pictures the ward symbol as clearly as she can, and shoves.

A bolt of power runs down her arms and into her door, the recoil strong enough to force her back a pace. She opens her eyes, regains her balance, and takes in her new door.

At first, she thinks it was a bust; the change is so subtle. But then she realizes that the ward symbol is there, right in the middle of her door and as large as a dinner plate. It's visible only because the grain of the wood abruptly changes direction, like an incredibly fine inlay. She steps closer and runs her fingertips over the line where symbol ends and door begins, but she can't feel a seam.

"Gods," she breathes. Could she darken it? Probably, yes, if she tried again. Make it a bit more obvious, if that's what's needed. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. It worked. How's that for permanent?

Okay. She'll come back to her own door later. First, she has to do Spike's. And then the main entrances. And then the windowsills. And then literally every other flat surface she can reach.


[ooc: Sunshine is gonna spend the day WARDING ALL THE THINGS, so feel free to have your character run into her in any given hallway, down by the front door, or even up on the roof. Pretty much anywhere in the rebel apartment building is fair game. And hey, she'll probably ward your door if you ask nicely.]
erratic_hematic: (oh yup)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-13 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. I can do that." Or, at least, he hopes that he can do that. Next time he'll probably be able to realize that he's just worried and not actually angry in enough time to stop himself from being an arse about it.

He's not entirely sure what being a boyfriend entails, at least to someone that doesn't kill people in their spare time, but he's assuming just more of what they've been doing up till now. He'll like that, he thinks, even with the inevitable fighting.

Spike's serious expression breaks into a smirk. "So did I get the fanciest ward because you like me the best?" He had noticed, even through his worry, that the work on his door looks almost ornate next to some of the others that she'd done.
erratic_hematic: (smile)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-13 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Too late, because Spike is totally smug about it. He dips his head down to kiss her, and lingers at her lips for a moment before pulling back with a smile on his face. "You definitely like me the best. Did you actually try to do all that, or did it just happen?"
erratic_hematic: (look over)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-13 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Spike is more that willing to let her push him back into the couch. He falls back easily and once she settles in against him, he wraps his arm around her again, settling in himself. "So why do you have to redo yours?"
erratic_hematic: (look over)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-14 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay. You got it." Spike grabs one of the cushions and pulls it under his head, getting himself comfortable if he's going to be lying here for half an hour. After a bit of jostling, he settles down and listens as her breathing slows. He's happy. Even with the fighting, this is more or less what he's been wanting for a long time. He only hopes that it will last.

He doesn't mean to fall asleep. Maybe it's because of the fight, or because she's here with him, but a few minutes after Sunshine falls asleep, he follows.
erratic_hematic: (uh hey)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-14 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
Spike wakes up quickly once she pats at his chest, his eyes scanning around blearily for a moment before focusing in on her. He fell asleep? He fell asleep. That's a little strange, given that he'd gotten a full nights sleep the night before, and he hasn't exactly been doing anything particularly strenuous since.

"Must've been tired." He cocks his head to the side and smiles. "And this is cosy."
erratic_hematic: (u srs bro)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-15 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Spike hums at the gentle neatening of his hair, hoping for a moment that she'll stay put, then letting out a small grunt of disappointment as she pulls away.

"Go for it." He pushes himself upright as she wanders over to the window and turns to watch, curious about the process. Still, he'd rather her not do anymore of these at all, at least for the day. She may say that it hasn't made an impact, but she'd managed to sleep for an hour, so it's obviously doing something. "How many more do you have to do?"
erratic_hematic: (uh hey)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-15 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
He eyes her a little warily before nodding and getting up to come join her by the window. He's not entirely sure what she's going for here, but he's guessing that she just wants him to see the action a little closer up. "Am I getting a demonstration?"
erratic_hematic: (u srs bro)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-15 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Spike is happy to wrap his arms around her, but he's more than a little apprehensive about feeling a different sort of magic. His experiences with Sunshine's magic haven't exactly been consistent since he's known her. Is seems to have a lot more to do with her and her mood than the properties of the magic itself.

The pat to his arm definitely helps. "Red. Is this gonna zap me?"
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-15 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
It doesn't feel like much, that's true, but it definitely feels like something. He's watching her hands, so he catches the shimmer of light and then the bloom of the sigil in his window as she falls back against his chest. He tightens his grip around her, a reflex against the recoil, and his gaze drops back down to her to check that she's alright.

"Yeah, I see." He loosens his grip, one hand sliding along her waist while the other lifts to reach out and touch the altered glass. It's smooth, like the color is just a natural part of the glass. Really amazing, and impressive for as quickly as it was done. He chuckles. "Easy." It wouldn't be so easy, if it were him trying the same thing.

When he pulls his hand away from the window, he chooses to place it back at Sunshine's waist instead of stepping away entirely. He'd been getting used to the coziness earlier, so it seems a shame to have her run off again so soon. He sighs and leans in to brush a kiss against her jaw. "Thanks."
Edited 2014-10-15 04:27 (UTC)
erratic_hematic: (kissy)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-10-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Spike moves to the side and they turn to meet each other face to face. He meets the kiss, allowing her to set the pace, and his hands shift down to her hips. He barely tightens his grip before he pulls her closer, and presses back into the kiss. This is definitely what he wants right now. The past couple days hadn't exactly been good for anything but sleeping and healing. Now that he's healed, he's inclined to prove it.

He nips at her bottom lip, then pulls away from the kiss to pay attention to that spot on her neck just above the pulse point. "Stay," he breaths out, then leans in to kiss the spot again.