[PQ] [SE] [RQ] these years coming like waves

Nova

We are beautiful things, wild things,

Happy to put on a good show, Nova continues her assault on the gourds if only to teach them some manners. Chunks of orange fly through the air along with bits of vines as she slashes one and pounces on another, mind full of sparkling delight at the destruction. It seems to end too soon as she sinks her teeth into the last enemy, shaking the life from it. The movement scatters more pumpkin guts from her fur and she proudly holds up the kill to show her brother, looking for praise or a pat on the head for her good work. 

His words cause her feline ears to perk up at the idea, tilting her head as she drops the gourd unceremoniously. Fine, but can you at least ask dear old dad to rinse me off? This stuff is NASTY. For emphasis, she tries to lick a paw clean, only to gag on the taste, shaking as much as she can off instead. She then trots her way back to the Stargate with a bounce in her step, still humming along as she employs the wonderfully sharp appendages of her jaguar form. Nova isn't gentle or polite about the process, brutally scraping her claws along the vines as she practically skips from each patch to the next. 

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Nova uses her claws to clear away more foliage!

searching for the brilliance within us.

I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky

Putting out the fires as fast as he cared to he could, Vesper had paused with one hand braced against a tree and the other tipping sand out of his shoe when Nova's words swirled into his thoughts. Raising an eyebrow and glancing over his shoulder in time to see his sister scraping her claws up and down various surfaces (he could no longer tell if she was trying to rid the stargate of vines or if she was just sharpening her claws or leaving some mark that she'd been there), the demigod raised his eyebrows before glancing toward Jack who'd undoubtedly heard her request as well. Given what Nova did and didn't know, Vesper cleared his throat, nodding his head in her direction while looking at Jack.

"Think you can give her a rinse?" Assuming Jack would know better than to water cannon the young Marin, especially in a shift which seemed to kindle her more dangerous inclinations, the demigod began to peel off the remaining vines which his sister had liberated with her claws.

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Last round! Jack to hose off Nova!

VESPER

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)

JACK

hellraiser
risk taker

Subtly dodging out of the way of any flying pumpkin guts, Jack has pulled his water magic back from the doused fires and is using it to wash his own hands clean when he glances up - just as Vesper speaks, conveniently enough. Raising his eyebrow towards Nova and shrugging, he nods easily enough and manipulates the water back into softly flowing ribbons.

"Might be a bit cold," he warns the tide jaguar - letting the twists of water gather above her head before scattering in a gentle shower, one that Jack is able to keep up for as long as Nova needs until she's satisfied that she's clean. And if it helps to wash away some of the vines and weeds they've yanked off the Stargate at the same time? Fuckin' hooray.

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Jack does as he's asked!

full speed ahead
'til i'm dead

Nova

We are beautiful things, wild things,

Nova takes a moment to finish the last section of vines before ducking under the shower of water. If she's surprised at Jack's willing assistance, she doesn't linger on it, eager to rid herself of the disgusting innards of her victims. The cold water isn't the most pleasant sensation, but she finds it more ticklish than painful, causing more fits of giggles as she angles her body to let it trickle over the sticky gourd guts. Most of it falls to the ground, and she purrs a low thanks to Jack for the help while using her damp paw to rub the rest from her black and rainbow pelt. 

Once she's satisfied with the damp shine of her sleek jaguar form, she trots happily out of the water to shake the excess from her fur. It scatters around the clearing in tiny droplets that she mischievously and not so secretly hopes spray over Vesper and Jack. Shifting back into her flattering human figure, Nova adjusts her golden hair and makes sure her sunhat isn't askew atop her head. Then she flashes the boys a bright smile, rocking forward onto her toes. "So, what's next?" After all, that can't be it, right? The Stargate certainly looks better, but it's still so mundane.

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Nova finishes clearing the Stargate and rinses off!

searching for the brilliance within us.

I'm just a cherub riding comets through the night sky

Vesper doesn't need to dampen down his surprise—not with his shields up—but it does take him a moment to realize that his jaw has nearly dropped in reaction to the way Jack gently rains his water magic down upon Nova. It's the sort of thing you'd expect from a father, but of course father wasn't a word that anyone could properly apply to Jack, so while the demigod appreciated the fact the captain hadn't just blasted the jaguar with an unrelenting stream, he was a little stitious a touch skeptical.

Pulling the toothpick out from between his lips and gesturing toward the Stargate with it, Vesper grins at his sister and shrugs. "Mundane ain't our problem." Lifting his eyebrows, he nods his head over one shoulder.

"You wanna come back and cover it in glitter that's fine with me, but as far as our actual task goes, I'm sayin' we're done." Glancing toward Jack, Vesper nods his appreciation before returning his sea blue stare to Nova with a smirk. "Come on. I'll buy you one of those weird pineapple wrap things for lunch."

~FIN

VESPER

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)