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 Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 3:16 pm
Weylyn: -sighed and stretched out as he emerged from the trashcan he'd knocked over to sleep in for the night, it had been raining, so the ground was wet and slippery under his dry pads of his feet- .... -wrinkled his nose as a drop fell on it and sneezed, ears flicking, blue eyes darting from side to side as he made his way down the busy streets, hoping to get lucky and score some kind of decent, warm meal today-
Mir: *wandering the streets before her midday shift, looking for breakfast. Something hot sounds good, but she's not quite sure how to get it. Not being familiar with any of the bakery venders, Mir knows she'll have to steal her breakfast this morning. running under the stalls to avoid the rain, she heads in the direction of the sweet smells coming from the bakery*
Wey: -sighed at the scents of the sweet bread baking and the coffee brewing, darting this way and that to get to a good spot for stealing at least a roll for breakfast, crouching under a nearby bench for protection, watching, waiting, tail flicking this way and that- There! -darted when he saw the man had turned away, leaving a cinnamon bun on the counter, climbed up the cloth that was hanging off the counter and onto it, taking the bun in his mouth and trying to take off with it- .... -managed to do it after taking a few tries and jumped down, paws slipping out from under him and rolled forward, tail over head- Ow, ow ow!
Mir: *sitting and watching the surroundings for a second, she heads off behind the counter. Waiting for the young man behind the counter to move, she stole a cinnamon bun from the back of the display and scampered to a safe distance. Turning to look she saw another cat getting his breakfast take a tumble and land awkwardly. Smiling to herself, she waited til he himself had gotten away before coming up next to him.* Nice landing.
Wey: -blinked as he heard a voice and understood it, looking up into a pair of very pretty, smart looking eyes- Yeah, well.... .....It's slippery. -looked around for his bun, which was no where to be found, ears lowering and then gave a whine- Damn it... Uugh.... That.... sucks.
Mir: *giggles at the male, then breaks off half of her bun and offers it to him* Here. *looks the male up and down, is relatively pleased with what she sees but unfamiliar non the less.* Are you new here? I don't recognize you.
Wey: -took the bun and gave a grin, flashing his teeth as he watched her- Yeah... I'm new. Weylyn. ....I uhm... came from a long ways away from here. -though he knew that was obvious, since he still has his collar on, however dull and scratched up it may be- Thanks... for the breakfast. 's hard getting warm food 'round here.
Mir: *sticks out her hand* Name's Mirelle, but you can call me Mir, if you like. *shrugs and smiles* Not a problem, warmer food is harder to come by. *musing* Weylyn... i like it. Does it mean anything?
Wey: I don't, know really. -arched a brow at her hand and offered a paw, shaking it carefully before going back to his newly obtained breakfast- ...It's Celtic or something. Nothing as nearly beautiful as Mirelle~ A beautiful name for such a beautiful girl!
Mir: *smiles and blushes slightly, not used to being called beautiful* You're too kind. I can tell you're not from around here. Most males i know don't have much in the way of charm, *thinks* or manners, but there are a few exceptions.
Wey: City cats are so..... brutish. -snorts- Absolutely no class if they can't see that you're a lovely, intelligent female with a good heart~ Otherwise, you wouldn't have fed me. -finished off the cinnamon bun and gave a content little purr, tail flicking- So, Mir-dove. .....Where are you headed and can I come?
Mir: *smiles and raises eyebrow in a "who are you and where have you been my whole life" sort of way. teasing* Where ever life takes me, Weylyn, dear. That is, until I have guard duty.[/color *winks* Sure you can come, IF you can keep up, that is.
Wey: Guard duty? What? -blinks, head tilting as he watched her, moving to lean against her, head on her shoulder- You bet your bun sharing sweetness I can keep up. -smirked a bit before getting up and stretching out, rubbing his nose with a paw- ....What brute would put a young girl on guard duty? That should be a big mans job. l...... No offense, of course. It's just a bit dangerous.
Mir: *raises eyebrow a little incredulously at his boldness and laughs* Brute would be a pretty good word for him. But it's not like i didn't have a choice. *stretches lithely* Don't take me lightly though, Weylyn. I wouldn't be here now if i couldn't kick a fair amount of a**. *bounces a bit, loosening up* so would you like a head start? *smirks* or is it a man's job to let a woman go first?
Wey: Didn't mean to offend you. -arched a brow and then snorted a little, chuckling as he re stretched, having a feeling he'd need the warm up when trying to keep up with her; he was a heavy feline and she looked really, really slender- Ladies first~ I don't know where we're going anyway!
Mir: *smiles* It's fine. We did just meet after all, and i do appreciate the concern. *grins widely* But honestly? I don't really know where I'm going either. *winks* Life's like that. *picks a random direction and heads off again under the stalls, moving in and around people's legs*
Wey: -blinks as she took off in a completely random direction, chasing after her as fast as he could, ignoring the people, since humans tended to not like him very much, trying to get ahold of her tail by gently nipping at it- Life's funny that way, huh? -grinned wider-
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:21 pm
Mir: Hey! *giggles and turns around giving Weylyn a playful look before backflipping up to land on the corner of a fruitstand* Think you can catch me? or do you want to give up now? I'll go easy on you, if you want.
Wey: -blinked and whined when she backflipped, knowing he was far to heavy to even attempt a move like that, instead he clambered up and puffed, already feeling out of breath- Fast girl... Man... I'm tempted to say you win...
Mir: *smiles playfully but doesn't want to push him to hard* Well here's something for your efforts. Do you like fruit?
Wey: I like kiwi and strawberries. -blinking a little, going to sniff at the fruit and nabbed a strawberry, scarfing it down and then went to nab another one, chewing on it and then watched Mir- What fruits do you like, my slender little acrobat?
Mir: *puts a hand on Weylyn's to stop him taking another* Sometimes, all you have to do is ask.
"Like my fruits, do you?" *the man behind the stall spoke kindly, reaching out to stroke Mir* "Hello again. Brought another have you?"
*Mir purred and nuzzled his hand, and then maowed at the old man. to weylyn* I like these. *the old man picks out a nectarine and cuts off a slice, offering it to Mir, who takes it. the old man then cuts off a second slice and offers it to Weylyn* "And you?"
Wey: ...... -inched back from the man at first, then sniffs the nectarine and licked it, then took it in his mouth and tugged it from the man, purring softly, tail flicking- So many rules... Do I have to ask? -looking to Mir as he chewed on the slice, licking juices from his muzzle-
Mir:*nodding at the old man* He's different, he actually likes us. Or me. But he doesn't mind if I bring someone occasionally. True, most of us end up stealing food, but there are other ways of getting it. *she purrs and rubs the old man* Want to keep wandering around? I'll actually go at a reasonable speed this time.
Wey: You sure I have to ask? -snorts, eying the old man as he jumped down, looking up to the pretty eyed femme- I wouldn't mind. Just don't want to keep you from the job you said you had to do.
Mir: No you don't have to ask, most of the others, go ahead, have at it. But he's different. I like him, he likes me, and since i brought you here, I'm responsible for your behavior. *hops down and punches Weylyn's arm lightly in a friendly way* It's ok. We just met and I don't expect you to know everything about my life. *takes his arm and guestures out to the market place* Here you go, a chance to be a gentlemen again. *nudges playfully* win some more brownie points and all.
Wey: -smirked at the punch and then looped her arm with his, padding with her down the market place, tail flicking this way and that, humming a little- If you're so responsible for me, why am I winning you brownie points, love?
Mir: I'm only responsible for you as far as that fruitstand. And you're winning brownie points with me. Make me inclined to stay. *grins and swishes tail cheerfully, taking in the sights and sounds of the market, inhales deeply* Nya~, I love the city! As hard, crass and brutish as it is, I'm a city girl at heart.
Wey: Mm... -grinned happily and then bumped their hips together, brushing his tail against her own, looking around and then gave a little chuckle- I'm from ....basically, the ghetto of the city, way back ....Some odd direction. I dunno where.
Mir: Hmmm... *smiles and winks* I used to be a shop cat before I got stuck in a dumpster and lived in an alley for five years. *chuckles, glad she can joke about her unhappy past.* I'm not sure where me shop is, or even if it's still there, but honestly, i have no need to find it. This is my life now, and I'm happy with it.
Wey: ...I want to find where I used to live. I literally got kicked out the door and into the street. ....My human ...was shot, I think is what it is. He's... dead now, but.. eh. -sighed a bit and watched her carefully, looking around, not really sure where they were anymore- Hm..
Mir: *saddened for Weylyn, looks at him with gentle concern* I'm sorry. Were you close to your human?
Wey: I was... unil about a month before he died. He came home smelling like some nasty drink and some weird plant. He forgot about me, though. So... Garbage cans are no problem for me to eat out of, or mice. Mice are good, too. -shrugged, not really showing to much sadness- Don't worry. I'm gettin' along fine now!
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 4:53 pm
Mir: *smiles* I'm glad. It took me a long time to feel fine...*drifting off a bit, wanting to tell Weylyn her history, but not knowing if it's the right time. She looked up and glanced around the area.* The plaza's over this way *leads him in said direction*
Wey: Plaza, hm? -grinned a bit as she tugged him along, his hand slipping to up her own- I've never been this way. Work nearby?
Mir: You could say that. This area is my territory, so I know it quite well. *notices where Weylyn's hand is but doesn't really mind, leads him through another alley and out into the plaza* Viola. Kokitsu Plaza. *gestures widely*
Wey: Fancy, fancy. -grinned, looking around and heading towards a random alleyway, peering down and smirking- I think I just found myself a sleeping spot for tonight. -gave her an over the shoulder innocent smile-
Mir: *teasing* Stay out of trouble, though. *smirks* or I may have to find you and give you a stern talking to.
Wey: Of course, my petite angel! I wouldn't dream of giving you trouble. -winked a bit and stuck his tongue out, chuckling softly- I'm not the troublesome sort unless I see another getting picked on. Then I step up and break it up. -nodded-
Mir: *playfully* I don't know... you could always give me a reason to come find you again. I mean how else are you ever going to keep up with me?
Wey: -grinned a bit and chuckled shrugging and then patted Mir her shoulder- True, true. .....But man, all that running around made me feel ... -yawned widely and stretched out after letting go of her hand-
Mir: *grins and punches his shoulder again* Alright you, go sleep. But mark my words, we will get you in shape!
Wey: Maybe... I'm a Maine Coon, so... -yawned widely and gae her a little bit of a hug- You can find me somewhere in that alley.. -murmured softly-
Mir: *returns embrace steps back and winks* Indeed. Well, till then, my good gentleman. *smiles*
Wey: Until then, my wonderful, beautiful angel! -gave her a huge smile, padding down into the alley, disappearing behind a garbage can-
Mir: *smiles back then turns and hops once before dashing off across the plaza, grinning to no one in particular*
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