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 Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:57 am
It was the most convenient part of meeting one of her girls. It just took one meeting, and after that point, the manx could pinpoint where any of her girls were at any given time. So now, the feline was doing her job and going to meet up with the girl who had turned out to be Eunomia. She most definitely would need a bit of follow-up, especially since it seemed during the middle of their previous encounter, she seemed to shift into "dream mode."
It wasn't uncommon in all honesty. Irene had a similar reaction upon the initial encounter, though hers was in a more public location and ********* had not spoken nor shown her other form.
The feline trotted along the sidewalks like a good pedestrian would, and eventually she came upon a sight that made her eyes almost seem to sparkle.
It was a bakery. It was the same one where Evelyn had gotten the coffee cake. And right now, she could sense that the girl was in the bakery. Like a child in front of a candy story, the feline made her way to the front door and stuck her paws on the glass. She mewled out, letting everyone inside know that the tailless animal wanted in!
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 4:13 pm
"Aw, a kitty!"
Evelyn was waitressing the cafe section of the little place when she heard one of her coworkers coo at the little feline mewling at the door. Nearly dropping the load of full plates she was hauling, she stopped in her tracks and glanced over, some little part of her thinking it was that cat from her bizarre nervous breakdown on the street.
Oh, and it was.
Suddenly even more disturbed than when she woke up and found she still had a very tangible pen and cell phone, she was caught between running out there, scooping her up and seeing if she was just as talkative and just ignoring her. Because what if she did still talk? What then?
Luckily being in a place that served food, she had an excellent excuse when the other waitress moved to open the door to let her in. "God, Kelly, don't do that. It's a ******** health hazard!"
The girl she addressed let out a little whine, but as soon as Evie turned her back to dish out the food and coffee she had in tow, the door was open so the other girl could give in to an irresistible urge to pet the strange cat and even feed her one of the cookies that was always set out on the counter.
Evie wasn't happy and let out a long, loud groan. First, she grabbed the cookie plate and dumped the rest in the trash after seeing her co-worker pet a cat and then grab one with unwashed hands. Second, she glanced at *********, pretty suspiciously, half expecting her to start talking right here and now.
"Why don't you throw the cat out, wash your hands, and deal with table two?" She snapped, only to get an annoying shpiel of baby talk directed at ********* in return.
Evie was half hoping a customer would complain, but the only two tables of people seemed to be cat people and only commented amongst themselves on how cute she was, if at all.
Stupid cat.
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Posted: Fri Sep 09, 2011 4:26 pm
********* could have been a gray stunt double for Puss from the movie Shrek. Or rather, "cute double." As the door was opened up by Kelly, the round little animal easily slipped in, rubbing herself up against the girl's ankles. The momentary petting was lovely, but the moment a cookie was pulled out for *********, she let out an adoring mewl before attacking the cookie.
A single ear fell back upon her skull for a moment as she heard the clatter of the rest of the cookies getting dumped. Goodness, she'd have to ask Evelyn about that later.
Once the cookie had been dealt with, the kitty rolled onto her back, purring quite loudly in contentment. There were too many people around at the moment for her to talk, but it didn't mean she couldn't milk all of this attention for what it was worth. Tilting her head slightly so she could look at Kelly a bit better, she let out a curious sounding "Mewww?"
********* was a master of the art of cute.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 1:23 am
********* was indeed the master, and nearly everyone in the room was practically putty in her hands. But Evie wasn't falling for it, no sir. Yes, she thought ********* was adorable would maybe possible cuddle her under friendlier circumstances. But there were bigger things at stake here. She swore in her employee contract! She swore she would keep her workplace sanitized and foodservice worthy, and filthy alley cats did not fit that bill.
Thems the rules. The rules which are to never be broken ever, or someone would catch whatever germs that stupid cat trailed in here. But no one was listening, everyone was cooing and making comments on all that adorable. Evie started to feel like the only sane human in the room.
So she retaliated and grabbed the broom, swiping at ********* backside with it. "Get out of here! Shoo. Get!"
Of course everyone acted like she'd just killed a basket full of kitten with that action, but Evie didn't give one single ********. Look at all the ******** she isn't giving as she swings that thing! Health hazards, people. They'll be thanking her when there's no cat hair in their pie, she decided.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 11:20 am
It wasn't the first time someone was immune to her adorable charms. Though it was a bit ironic that it was Evelyn, but there were other ways to look at the ominous broom being shoved in her direction.
Naturally her fur did puff up, but rather than go the direction the broom was attempting to sweep her, the tailless animal did quite the opposite. She skittered inwards more, then began to make her way behind the counter, and soon enough, towards the back room.
Perhaps if she was lucky, she could get Evelyn to chase her back here so they could talk alone.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:16 pm
"Cat! Get back here!" Evie shouted as she ran down to the backroom, broom firmly held with both hands.
But she did double back and poke her head into the room with the two groups of customers and her co-worker to add, "And wash your hands!" before she went back to the mad pursuit.
Once all the way to the very backmost backiest back part of the establishment, she glared at ********* and opened the back door into the alleyway.There, leaning against the outer wall, was where Evelyn was finally ready to see what she had to say for herself.
"You've got a lot of nerve showing up here," She stated, setting a look of disapproval firmly on the manx. But it kind of shifted to one of social discomfort as she went back to hoping said cat wasn't a sapient, talking animal. "...Um... Do you still... you know, talk?"
Please, please don't still talk.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:27 pm
The round little animal seemed more than willing to exit the building once the girl was by herself. The heated looks that were directed at her seemed to go unnoticed as the little cat almost pranced out of the building, settling her haunches down in the alleyway.
Her eyes looked up to the girl, and the moment she was addressed, ********* spoke up again.
"Yes, I'd like to think that no other cat managed to get my tongue during the short amount of time we were apart, Evelyn." She giggled in a light wispy manner at her own joke before mentioning her purpose.
"I wanted to check in with you, since you did not seem convinced that any of what happened the other evening to be real. Don't worry... that sort of reaction happens all of the time, Evelyn."
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:34 pm
Evie let out a long, unhappy groan when ********* made her little joke. No, no, no, she convinced herself it was just a very weird dream that filled in the blanks of finding a cellphone and a novelty pen.
And now the cat was talking again and she started to go over all other possibilities. Hallucination? Roofies? Mental illness? Coma dream?
"Oooh, this can't be happening," She whined, grabbing the sides of her head as she looked at her shoes. Maybe if she willed herself awake hard enough, it would happen.
"What do you want from me?" She asked, after taking a moment to mentally fix all this and flopping her arms against the front of her apron in defeat. "To go fight crime with Blondie the b***h still?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:48 pm
"Goodness, you definitely seem quite stuck on the idea that you should not be a senshi." Since Evelyn was looking at her shoes, the cat decided to meet her halfway there, padding up until she was in the girl's line of vision before rubbing herself up against her ankles.
"And to be quite honest, I understand Sailor Iris can be insufferable, but I would appreciate it if you could at least call her by her senshi-name." After a couple rounds of rubbing up against the girl's ankles, the cat settled herself upon the girl's shoe.
"To be honest, I think the main thing I would love for you to do is to trust me. You seem like a smart girl from what I have seen thus far. Maybe I am asking a lot of you, but the fact is I am a cat and I can talk. Now the question is... will you listen to what I have to say, or are you planning to try to block out what is your destiny?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:14 pm
Evie let out a long, almost childish noise caught between a whine and a sigh before she sunk down to crouch and rest on her knees, reaching over to scratch behind ********* ears even though her expression still wasn't the most pleasant.
"Well I'm sorry, the talking animals and magic schoolgirl superhero thing is a little bit of a game changer," She huffed. "I always kind of hoped this would be happening in a slightly more badass fashion," It was a little bit of a joke, but some minor truth to it. Fighting crime and doing her duty against evil was a little, childhood dream that vanished the second she realized she didn't have the balls to join any military branch, or the local police precinct. Things were safer behind a desk and law books.
Oh but now she was magic, so uh. Huh. That's an unexpected turn of events in her overall life plan.
"Okay, fine. I'll try it," She pouted. Did destiny come in 30 day free trials?
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:27 pm
********* purred as fingers managed to find their way behind her ears. It did make it a bit harder to hear everything perfectly, but she was able to do a decent enough job.
"If it weren't for the fact I was a talking cat and this is my everyday life, I'd say I'd be able to sympathize. Alas... it is more difficult to say that with a straight face." There was more purring.
"You know, it wouldn't hurt your face if you smiled. I promise you that your other teammates will not be nearly as bad as Iris. To be quite honest, Iris is still getting used to the captain position. I am sure if you give her time, she'll be a bit more tolerable."
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 8:27 pm
Evelyn rolled her eyes at the comment about smiling. She considered herself a very smiley person! Just not when she was dealing with bitchy terrorists or their suspicious talking cats with ulterior motives who run through places of food preparation.
"Okay," She said with a drawn out sigh. Until something finally sunk in. "Other teammates? How many teammates do I have?" She asked, still wary about all of this. The news did call them terrorists, she felt a healthy underlying sense of suspicion was necessary for now, even if she was giving them a chance.
"What if I don't want to be on your team? Why are there teams at all?" did senshi run like a soccer league or something?!
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 9:42 pm
Eventually the girl would find that ********* had stopped leaning into the scratches, moving her head slightly so she could give those fingers an adoring little lick from her scratchy tongue.
"Yes... other teammates." From her place on Evelyn's shoes, the cat stated from memory every single senshi who had been upon her mind the moment she had appeared in this place.
"Sailor Iris, Sailor Metis, Sailor Parthenope, Sailor Irene, Sailor Hygiea, Sailor Egeria, Sailor Eunomia, and Sailor Victoria." There was some sort of fondness in her voice as she even mentioned these names. "Those are the names of my girls. The senshi I serve and protect. Prior to meeting you, I had been looking for Eunomia and Victoria. Now that I found you, I only need to find one more, Sailor Victoria. In short, including yourself, there are seven members to the team. My girls, the senshi of the Main Asteroid Belt."
The other sets of questions were trickier to answer, and for a moment the cat went back to leaning into the petting fingers, as if trying to find the best spot for this girl to scratch so that it would hopefully wake up her brain enough to supply the best answer. "Whether you like it or not... you are at least stuck with me... but it is honestly wisest for a new senshi to have a team. The Negaverse makes the city a rather dangerous place. It is genuinely helpful to have an experienced senshi able to back you up if a youma, or rather a monster shows up. Sometimes worse things will show up." If Eunomia's first encounter was a Negaverse General or even a General King (or Queen), that poor girl would have been easily eliminated.
There was just something so genuine about ********* emotions as she sat there. Even though she had this perpetual cheery tone, there was something about how she spoke that made her sound concerned for this girl she had only just met. "...if anything... I just want you to be safe..."
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 1:29 am
"Oh, seven," Evie just kind of nodded to show she was listening. Seven team members... and she only knew Iris. ********* was right, though, they couldn't all be that bad. Maybe she could even stand to be friends with some of them.
The prospect of monsters she could almost believe. How many times had she blown off stories of rumors of that time so-and-so was totally attacked by a real monster? But the Negaverse rang a weird bell. Iris had been yelling about them when she was awakened. Things who liked chaos and stole starseeds and energy.
It was unsettling, now that she was thinking about it in the light of day. Everything seemed spooky and weird at night when you were tired, but she figured you only knew if it was scary if it still gave you chills in the morning. Th concern in ********* voice just added to the affect and she ended up scooping the guardian cat up in her arms.
"And the Negaverse is the bad guys, right?" She asked dumbly. She already knew the answer to that one, but she couldn't figure out how to really ask the others. What did they look like? Were they people like her? Did they get awakened too? Did anyone get a choice about where they fell into place? This entire underground world was still largely a mystery to her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:45 am
********* truly had not been expecting to get scooped up. In fact, she had figured she'd be stuck on the ground the full time. Yet once in Evelyn's arms, she easily cuddled in against her bosom.
"To put it simply, yes... they are agents of chaos. And though Iris' approach on giving you the information was absolutely god awful... her information was pretty on the target. It is the Negaverse that makes the monsters and they have been known to steal the starseeds that are in every person's chest. What they used them for in the past, I do not know, but they have also been known to essentially eat them like candy too." Candy was dandy, but not when it was a starseed. That was just demeaning in her opinion.
From her cozy spot, the manx then seemed to change the subject. "Anyways Evelyn... we obviously were not able to get down to all business the other evening... but I wanted to let you know some rules. They are actually quite simple in all honesty."
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