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Jennifer had had a very weird morning so far.

She woke up to find her apartment, which she kept clean thank you, reeking of an overpowering scent that almost bowled her over. It was sort of a cascade of realizations afterwards that set her off into a panic. As it turned out, waking up with claws and dog ears and accidentally almost ripping her door off it's handle when she tried to open it to leave her place tended to cause that.

The second she saw the ears she knew they looked just like InuYasha's. Like, almost exactly. And that was why the first thing she thought of was to find him. She knew where he usually stayed. It was just a matter of getting there, which was made interesting when she actually felt like she didn't know how her body worked anymore. She started running and then she started really running, faster than she ever intended.

That was when she realized along with the physical changes and the unusual strength, she also had speed added to the mix. Which was great until she was running toward a crosswalk of a busy intersection and didn't feel like she knew how to stop as fast as she started running. Her instincts screamed to jump, so she did, and that was the next thing she learned about.

In her defense, she managed to not scream as she literally soared over the cars. The fall afterwards felt like it was in slow motion almost, and she gently landed on the other side with a grace she didn't know she actually had. All around her she could hear noise, noise, noise, people talking, the sound of horns blaring - it was almost as bad as the smells, honestly, and it all made things worse. As it turned out, it was a pretty good motivator to keep using that speed.

She almost felt like she was getting the hang out if as she stepped foot in the park.

It was where she knew he usually stayed. Jennifer got it in the sense that he explained it and she understood why he chose that spot, but it was only then that she really, actually understood. It was much quieter, the smells were more muted - she had known the park was peaceful in the morning, but she gained a whole new appreciation for it. That didn't mean it was devoid of smells - on the contrary, there definitely were some, and she definitely still couldn't figure any of it out.

Walking further into the park. There was a particularly strong smell as she got further away from the entrance of the park, but she really had no idea what it was. In the end, she came to a stop near the lake, peering around. Her sight seemed sharper, but she still couldn't spot anyone in the vicinity.

"InuYasha?" she called out, loudly, hoping he was nearby. The strong smell was definitely close (and oh god, she almost considered smelling the ground, but she wasn't ready for that yet), one that she felt like she recognized but didn't know why, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to keep following it. She wasn't sure of anything at that moment. "InuYasha!"

Date: 2014-06-29 11:36 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] distrustful
It was a good question. How was Jennifer supposed to notice if anything was out of place when she was still coping with the sudden changes to every single one of her senses? InuYasha remembered being faced with the same question from Kagome on more than one occasion back in the Sengoku era. And given that InuYasha had no desire or patience to explain every last detail to Kagome, often the task had fallen to him to search for the answer, regardless of how ill-equipped he sometimes was.

He rubbed at his cheek in irritation, drawing a flush to his skin.

"Just... instinct?" he asked, huffing at how thin that suggestion sounded even to him. "If you stop trying to think about it so much, you'll start to understand what the scents are. That you have your own scent, which is different as a hanyou than it was as a human. That I have a scent. You'll find that the scents of things that belong are... spread more broadly than the intruders. The scent of the trees are spread wide and deep, for how long they've been a part of the forest. What I need to know is if there's any person you smell more strongly on yourself. Or if there's the scent of a smell, any kind of herbs or spices on your clothes."

Date: 2014-07-04 09:32 pm (UTC)
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InuYasha leaned forward, eyes wide as he watched Jennifer start to sniff around herself. He had no idea if his instructions would work; he'd never quite been on her side of things, gaining powers that were completely unfamiliar to him. Even when InuYasha had been learning all of Tessaiga's attacks, it drew upon his youki, his strength of will, until the sword practically felt like an extension of himself.

His shoulders slumped when Jennifer found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Maybe it wasn't someone who you came across, then," he said quietly, frowning to himself as he crossed his arms over his chest and wrinkled his nose. "Maybe it's just the city fucking with us. We should... train you while we're out here on the countryside, then head back. See if there are other people in the same situation. But we need to get you used to this body first, so that you don't hurt anyone when you go in to work."

Date: 2014-07-11 04:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] distrustful
InuYasha held his tongue on quieting her apprehension — because frankly, there weren't a lot of reassurances he could give. He couldn't promise that she wouldn't lose her mind. Couldn't promise that she wouldn't drop down to a point of acting on complete instinct, and hurting people with her new powers in the process. All he could do was train her so that she could protect herself, keep herself healthy, and therefore keep a hold on her more human sensibilities.

"I'll train you in using your claws to protect yourself," he said, pointing at her hands. "And... train you a little with a sword as well. Nothing too major. But enough to keep you out of trouble. If anyone else is shifting powers in the city, that means there will be chaos. The further out of that you can stay until someone figures out how to fix this, the better."

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