Menagerie

Mountainside Planetarium - Clutch Only 
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Set for Friday the 13th


The Dominus was not in this evening, a fact which had made her sigh in some frustration considering what time of the month it was, but she kept her phone out in case he needed anything from her. In the meantime, Raziyya set in otherwise relative peace downstairs for the lounge. It seemed like others were milling there below.

Down the stairs, and then Raziyya had only managed to set herself and her phone on a couch when within a split second she was a bat.

"Odd," she commented, looking at her familiar unfurled wings, and glanced around her in some confusion.
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#2
Fingers keying piano keys would stop very abruptly as the split-second transformation snapped the man on the bench's form into that of a raven. He fluttered in a flurry of black feathers, startled as she landed himself back onto the seat, and would look down at his iridescent breast before turning his attention to those that shared the space on this evening. Raziyya, a new arrival in the room, a bat. She piped up, and he clicked his beak, puzzled. "This is... not common." He would say. He had not meant to transform, had he? He'd been focusing on playing, and nothing had startled him. He attempted to shift back, and found that he could not.
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#3
 The e-reader was in her hands as she looked up to see Raziyya approach, and then it was not! It clattered to the floor, and if Greta had been capable of frowning at it and the thought of it breaking, she would have. As it were, she suddenly lacked the ability to make many facial expressions at all. She made some exasperated sound, feeling suddenly too big for the chair she'd been in.

 Odd! Not common! Her companions were also winged now - apparently, none of them by choice! Was this some sort of trick?

 "What," she said simply, notably confused, as she found herself unable to press back into a body without wings!
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#4
Hellish! Edvin and Greta too, before her, suddenly knocked into their animal forms (and their birds were so much larger than her bat!).

"Are we all unable to shift back?" she asked, while trying to relax the reflex that allowed her to do just that. But nothing would happen, and her little bat eyes were wide with uncertainty. Had this ever happened to her before? To them? Edvin said it was not common, but.

Was Beauregard also suffering this?
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#5
Consider him in another room and therefore not to be waited on for posting, but he'll be making noise now and again. :3

Samuel had been reading, with difficultly, in one of the private rooms. It had less to do with his reading comprehension and a lot to do with his misfortune in picking a book written in the greek language. Too stubborn to walk back across the room and chose another book, he had opened it to the beginning to puzzle through.

It was a very well kept tome, old by the leathery smell and fine layer of dust between the pages. For what he could not read, Samuel could appreciate the raised leather work along the spin and cover. It was a handsome book, worthy of a collector, until is wasn't so handsome anymore with a set of claws penetrating through the center from front to back. Samuel made a sound of choked surprise, jolting back, which would have dropped the book had they not been skewed on his newly clawed hands.

"What is happening?" He cried, though the words came out in a scratchy growl, spoken between unnaturally long teeth that clicked wetly together.
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#6
Marybeth was not doing medic stuff, but she had been downstairs! Because it was nice to have your own space sometimes, to be a part of a group but then also not interacting with them right now. Anyway. That was kind of a long way to say that maybe Marybeth had been down there watching an internet video about how to cook soup inside a pumpkin. Then very abruptly, she was a dog, pitching forward off the little swirly chair and landing on the floor with a yelp and a cell phone clatter. Confused and slightly hurt, she turned and pattered cautiously up the stairs, so that two globelike blue eyes could peer up at floor level into the main room.

There was a giant bird in a chair!

And everyone there was all talking, like they had popped into their animal forms too. Because it was full moon?

She sighed and rested her chin on the top of the steps, ears waggling.
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Oh, dear. Greta, as well, with a clatter of her electronic book. Her form was massive, and in any other circumstances, he may have paused to admire it. Regrettably, this was not the case. "I'm afraid so." He would answer to Raziyya as he fluttered up from the seat, and moved to land onto the top of the piano. And then, from below, a voice. One he knew well, and recognized the edge of panic in. Samuel. The raven's head cocked to the side, his body rigid a moment. He sounded... unwell. "Samuel." He would murmur to himself, and in a flurry, he would take off from the piano top, and fly himself toward the stairwell just as Marybeth in her canine form rose to their level. Down he went, toward the rooms in which he knew Samuel occupied one. Alas, he had no hands to open the door.
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#8


Tikanni had been spending his Friday night in the observatory to watch the cool harvest moon rising. A telescope made it that much better to see and he’d fully intended on just staying here for a few hours, feeling perfectly at ease.

Fully enjoying himself, he lost track of time easily until out of nowhere when the moon hit its full height, he was falling from looking through the telescope to the tile floor in a flurry of limbs. Blinking widely, he looked up at the telescope now out of reach, down to his paws. Lifting one up, he wiggled the toes and then looked to his tail in confusion. ”Huh?” This was weird. He hadn’t even thought of being a husky? Closing his eyes, Tikanni concentrated and tried to change back without much luck. Not again!

He sighed and it left in a whine before turning around. Nosing at his keycard on a nearby sofa, he delicately grabbed it in between teeth before promptly prancing out the door and down the stairwell with a click clacking of dog nails. Tikanni had felt others around and still did, maybe they could help him out of this conundrum. Violet eyes looking down each hallway just in case, he hurried lower and lower until he came to the main door of the clutch area. Tilting his head, he stood up on back legs and leaned against the handle, trying his best to fit the card into the reader. Twisting his head back and forth, the husky would place it against it one, two, five, ten times before it finally beeped with green lights flashing signaling his success. The lock gave way and the door opened to reveal not the vampires he'd expected, but a variety of animals. Blinking, Tikanni stepped in and the door closed. Dropping the card with a small clatter, he barked, ”Oh, you guys too?”
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#9
Hmmmmm. Edwin the raven said Sam's name and flapped off, and now here was Tikanni too! She would have called out to him, definitely, except having all the powerful and dignified vampires here in the room with them made her not do that. Instead she shot like a beige torpedo after the raven to see what was happening with Sam!
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#10
Samuel was doing horribly. The presence of sharp appendages on his hands and face made every task difficult and down-right dangerous. The poor book would be ripped to shreds in a vain attempt to salvage the greek text. He could only hope it wasn't a priceless piece to the collection as he sadly examined the ribbons of paper and leather on the floor.

He felt trapped in this alien body, one he could almost vaguely recognize from months before when he lost his mind. Had he somehow done this to himself? Samuel let out another rumbling wail of distress as he tried to force the fangs and claws to retreat. Was he stuck like this?
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#11
Marybeth came up from below in her dog form, Edvin fluttered off to check on his fledgling (had he bloodlusted?), and Tikanni arrived in his dog form. "Us too," she answered. Raziyya was, more or less, flabbergasted, and she looked to Greta.

"Has this ever happened to you?" she asked, still searching her memory for anything of the sort.

Meanwhile, she reached a thoughtful thumb hook to her phone. Could she text the dominus like this?
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#12
 He didn't know if they'd appreciate him being feathered indoors. It hadn't been planned or desired.

 He'd been halfway to the clutch's quarters when he fell gracelessly to the ground, four hooked talons poor excuses for feet. Flapping, he hopped once before he spread his wings and glided the rest of the way to face a closed door.

 Unfortunate.

 There were voices on the other side, indistinguishable due to his newness, but very much there. That didn't help the owl in the hallway.
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#13
 Raziyya's question of not shifting back earned an uncertain sort of nod. So it would seem, especially as one Marybeth arrived, fitting her canine form extremely well. She cocked her head to the sound of a man's warped voice crying out, and Edvin would identify the source before zipping away, Marybeth close behind. There was also the soft scratching of something plastic outside the door, and then Tikanni, who seemed to be as confused as the rest of them.

 "Never," she said to the bat woman, spreading her great wings to lift herself off the seat of the chair and onto the back of it, massive talons threatening to puncture the fabric beneath her. Beyond the door, there was another of their kind - tangible in presence, but without a word. It would seem to be every single one of them! "What of those who have no animal form," she wondered aloud.
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#14
It was easy enough to identify the source of Samuel's sounds of panic, as well as his signature of weaker power among the rest of them. The door was, unfortunately, shut. The raven would come to land on the handle, and glanced down to the dog following along. "Can you reach?" He questioned Marybeth as he looked to the door. "Samuel, are you alright?" He questioned, louder.
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 She was fine, absolutely fine, and then all at once with little in the way of warning she absolutely was not. Mid-step, without warning she found there were no feet to place, so to speak. The bird, ill-prepared as she was, slide down the stairs like some sort of comical charade of a sled. Rolling at the landing on the way down and quick to hop up, feathers ruffled and wings out as she adjusted herself. Head swinging as she looked up to the landing there and then down towards the door.

 She took off properly, a little too stunned to be panicked by this sudden shift in form. It was a little more alarming to see a vaguely familiar owl outside the door. "Move." She tilted her head, tried to push her beak under the bottom of the door. "Is everyone alright? Can anyone get the door?" A mounting fear that perhaps this was universal.
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#16
There was a flurry of sounds, and for the first time Samuel would notice that the Planetarium was quite lively tonight. He could sense multiple clutch members on the upper floor and now a few outside the door. The voice of his sire would be instantly recognizable. Only Samuel was in a difficult position to respond. He couldn't not open the door, not without damaging it, but he could move closer.

Claws tapped feather light on the door's surface. "Y-yes. Yes I'm alright." He said, then gave a long look to his hands again. "Just not myself." He would amend.
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#17
A resounding wail from downstairs carried the answer. "Seems Edvin's fledgling has bloodlusted, somewhat," she answered. He didn't seem as dangerous as bloodlusts usually were, but.

Just then there were voices calling up from the door, and Raziyya toddled to the edge of the couch to lean off and into flight.

"Ophelia?" she asked to confirm, landing thoughtfully at the bottom of the door, then called back. "Can anyone manage to open this?"

Tikanni had made it in somehow, with the key card, but from the inside it was likely they would need to manage to move the knob somehow.
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#18
Beauregard's evening had not been a pleasant one.

Fresh out of a car accident and possibly slightly concussed, his flight here had not been the most direct. To say that his feathers were ruffled would be both literal and an understatement. The initial sense of intense bafflement and worry he'd felt from the clutch had faded somewhat, though there were a few particularly notable outliers that stuck noisily in his mind.

This had to be something temporary, not some permanent fucking cosmic trick to turn the vampire race into beasts. But he did not know when it would end, and he'd long since passed on leaving a window open at his apartment to swoop through if he had to spend time as a bird. He was stronger than that now, or so he'd thought.

Fluttering to the back door entrance down toward the clutch's basement, he stared up at the keycard reader and the handle and felt a sense that both were very, very far away. Flapping indignantly, frustrated with the entire situation, he paced on clawed bird toes back and forth on the concrete steps toward the outer basement door.

Someone would feel his presence out here. Hopefully someone with something similar enough to hands.
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Sam was crying in there!! And Edwin asked if she could get the door, but! It was the round kind! And it was too high up for her to get her mouth around to try. "No," she answered the Second solemnly before sniffing at the crack beneath the door. "Did you turn into a bird, Sam??"
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#20
Ceri had been blissfully unaware of everything happening around the city that night. He had awoke in his house with the idea of simply working on another composition to take up his time, and most likely would have done so if he didn't remember that he had left his half written piece at the planetarium. He hadn't really done much at the place, those years as a loner hadn't really worked him up for the multitude of vampires that would be in a clutch.

But he supposed this night would be as good as any to socialize with the other members. As such he dressed up in his usual finery, suit, over jacket, etc and head off for the planetarium.

The closer he got the more he could pick out the group of beings that were currently in the building. His brow would furrow slightly. There were an awful lot of them there that evening.

He had just pulled into a parking spot when the much to familiar sensation of the Dominus flew above him. Oh, he hadn't been expectin Beauregard to be there. Feeling like he should at least say hello he would slip out of his car and head to where the Dominus stood, surprisingly as a bird before the back door. Odd.

"Good evening."
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#21
A familiar bat answered him and he nodded, probably a tad too overdone, but with a dog head it was still hard to know how much was too much. Grabbing the key card, he trotted to a coffee table to drop it there for when he had pockets before looking to each clutch member present. There were a few lower down he couldn’t see and, oh! Tikanni looked to the door he’d just come out of. That was some unfortunate luck right there as it seemed two others were right on the other side.

Gravity and the mechanism had let him inside last time, but from this angle it just wasn’t going to be easy. But, he did have height going for him here while others lacked in that department. He could… ”I can try... Or!” Wagging his tail, he turned to Greta. ”You could stand on me on like a blanket or something and turn it with your claws.” If Greta was suuuuper careful that was. Those claws could also hurt him.
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#22
She did, actually, sense Beauregard's arrival. Tikanni formulated a plan with Greta and she hopped away quietly. Her body was not well made for actually crawling, but she did begin a careful approach across the lounge to the back door entrance, unsure if anyone else was out there.

It would be just after another vampire greeted him outside that she tapped at the corner of the door.

"Beauregard?"

As if she was any less sure being this much closer.
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#23
Another vampire appeared quite quickly, this one in very much regular form. A pang of insecurity struck him, then. Was he the only one stuck like this? Would everyone be inside having already turned back, and he would waddle in, tail feathers twitching?

It was a dizzyingly unpleasant thought, and he opened his beak to respond to Ceri before hearing a voice on the other side of the door. Quite low.

Thank goodness.

"Yours truly," he answered, then looked far up to Ceri, hopping back to clear space.

"Your assistance in opening the door would be much appreciated."
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#24
For the life of him (dead as that was) Ceri couldn't decide why Beauregard didn't just change back and unlock the door himself. But it wasn't a very trying task and if the man wanted to stay in bird form there was no harm in that. So somewhat bemused Ceri would pull out his key card and after a swipe to unlock would pull the door open.

If the Bird Dominus hadn't been a somewhat odd start to the evening the sight inside certainly was.

Ceri found himself frowning now as he looked down at the small form of a bat on the other side of the now open door.

Had there been a memo he hadn't gotten? Was there a get together of the more powerful members?

"Ah. Good Evening."

He would say politely to the bat rather unsure who it was.
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He recognized Marybeth's voice, although it was very concerning to hear it from the bottom of the door. Same with Dr. Beck. Were they speaking through the crack at the bottom of the door? He could very well hear them if they stood up, but he appreciated the care they were taking.

Odd question. A bird? What- why ask such a thing. "I'm not a bird." He said, confusion clear.

"I shifted though and can't turn back." He couldn't show them from here, perhaps he could stick a claw through the bottom and give them an idea of his predicament. Although...perhaps not. With them on the floor, he didn't want to poke an eye out.
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