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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 7:43 am
'Oh this will not do.'Kathryn had given up on her idea of hiding until this strange malady was resolved. Surely there had to be a reason that she was suddenly a cat. She had calmed down a little since her transformation had occurred but still - she was worried. A haphazard discovery had led Kathryn to give up carrying her keys and phone. Somehow there was a moment when she had wished for the bulky items to vanish from sight and she was stunned when they did. Thinking about the items had brought them back. It was a handy discovery. Now free from the necessity of having to carry anything in her mouth Kathryn had made good time to the location of her new place. Now she skulked in the alleyway behind the building itself. Just how could she manage to sneak inside without anyone questioning her appearance. Animals were allowed in the building but they had to be under the direct eye of their owners. Her unit was also on the fifth floor. It wasn't like she could climb the building and hop onto her balcony. Kathryn was stymied. How could she even check to see if Tallulah was in or not? And would Tallulah even be able to cope with her condition? Too many questions ... too few good answers. Kathryn's ears swiveled back and forth as the sound of a quiet rustling underneath the wooden box for recycled papers caught her attention. The aroma of 'warm mouse' flooded her mouth and Kathryn instinctively went into a crouch. She stalked forward in small movements and watched the crack under the bin carefully. Her keen eyesight detected the mouse as it scurried further under cover. Her left paw shot out and underneath the bin and she swiped it back and forth a few times ... catching only open air. Hissing in frustration she brought her paw back out and gave it a few strokes with her tongue before she realized what she'd done. Seriously ... she needed help. Who cared what Tallulah thought. Wishing for her phone Kathryn maneuvered herself to be hidden from view as she attempted to send Tallulah a text. Apparently the makers of her cellphone never intended for cats to use them. It took her a while but Kathryn finally managed a decent message and hit send with a flick of her claws. If Tallulah was around and her phone turned on a message would appear from Kathryn reading. Quote: 911. Behind apt in alley. Kat
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:46 pm
Tallulah had all of her things unpacked, and was giving the stack of boxes in the living room the evils when the phone buzzed. She wasn't a particularly superstitious girl, but when you'd already lost one roommate named Kat and the second had stepped out for a second several hours ago and not come back, you started to get suspicious. She pulled the battered flip phone out of her bag and checked the message. "Cryptic," thought Tallulah to herself. She glanced out her living room window, down into the alley, but did not immediately see Kat. "Curiouser and curiouser," said Tallulah, tapping a quick reply. She grabbed her keys off the coffee table and hurried down the stairs - more environmentally friendly than taking the elevator, after all! Being on ground level was no more helpful when it came to scoping out the alley, however. Tallulah pulled her phone out again. Quote: Is this a joke? WHERE ARE YOU? She had a bad feeling about this. Tallulah frowned and glanced around the alley again. "Kat?" she called suspiciously. Surely this couldn't be some kind of ambush!
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 6:31 pm
Kathryn felt her hopes soar with the arrival of the first text message. Tallulah was here. She could help. Kathryn jumped onto the box she was using as a hiding place before waiting. Her fur could have used a quick grooming but that would have to wait. Her nerves were starting to flare up. Could she actually go through with revealing her new look to Tallulah? If she couldn't trust her roommate with this development who could she trust? That question settled it. She'd go through with this no matter what the consequence. She raised her paw and gave it a quick going over. She lifted her paw then and swiped it over her left ear a few times. What was taking Tallulah so long?
Meowing uncertainly Kathryn froze as her phone chimed again. This time though she left the message untouched. The back door had just opened and Kathryn darted off her perch. She crouched behind the box. There was no telling who had just stepped outside. Suddenly Kathryn perked her ears up. That was Tallulah's voice. Now she was taking a risk. Inching forward Kathryn let out a meow before darting towards Tallulah. The girl-turned-cat wove around Tallulah's legs before staring up at her roommate. She stopped her motions before sitting down. This was going to be a challenge.
"Tallulah. I'm down here."
Kathryn grimaced. She wanted to hide now. At least with Tallulah's help she'd be able to be comfortable in a secure, warm location. She rose from her seated position and began pacing back and forth in front of Tallulah. "Don't freak out. I don't know what happened. Earlier this morning I found myself turned into a cat."
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 7:06 pm
Tallulah looked down and responded pretty calmly for someone who was being confronted by a talking cat. "So you are," she nodded, crouching down to pick up her suddenly-feline roommate. She frowned at the star on the Kat-Cat's forehead. Hardly a natural marking... in fact, enough to raise her suspicions. Could guardian cats take fully human forms...?
"This just started?" asked Tallulah, already starting back around towards the front of the building. "You're really sure you've never been a cat before? Actually - I'm sorry - that's a stupid question. Shh-" She shushed Kat from replying as they passed through the lobby and into the elevator.
She set the cat down. "I guess it's safe to answer now," she replied, keeping one eye on the screen as it ticked off the floors. "Or you can wait until we get into the apartment? I guess you'll need help unpacking your things..."
If her roommate was now transformed into a Mauvian, did she have all the powers of a guardian cat? Tallulah followed Kat out of the elevator and towards their door. Pushing it open, she asked the question she'd been biting her tongue on the whole ride up. "How did this happen? And have you got any kinds of weird kitty senses?"
Because outing herself as a senshi was probably inevitable at this point but she needed to hedge her bets.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 7:36 am
Kathryn protested just slightly when Tallulah picked her up but quickly relaxed in the other girl's arms. In the back of her mind she had to wonder why Tallulah was so calm in light of the situation. As they rounded the front of the apartment building Kathryn was more than happy to stay silent and not reply to any of the questions that were being tossed down towards her. Her ears remained folded down and she was grateful. It helped to reduce just a little of the cacophony of sound that blasted through as a car alarm went off nearby. Just before the elevator opened Kathryn butted her head against Tallulah's arms before she began to purr.
Once the doors shut though Kathryn felt herself being placed on the ground. She sat primly at Tallulah's feet until the elevator doors opened again. She'd keep the appearance of a pet up until safely ensconced in their unit. As Tallulah opened the door to their place Kathryn sighed before padding softly over to her pile of boxes. She looked forlornly at the size of the pile before turning away. However just before she turned away from the boxes a piece of fabric caught her eye. Her throw blanket. Purrfect. Kathryn sat back on her haunches before snagging the corner of the blanket with her paws. Her claws caught and she gave a good pull. Since nothing was holding it down the blanket came free easily. Kathryn found herself suddenly covered by the blanket. By the time she managed to extricate herself Kat was not amused. She bunched the blanket up before laying down on it. It'd do for now. "My stuff is fine for the moment as it is. It's not like I can use anything."
Turning back the questions over in her mind that Tallulah had asked Kathryn sighed. Time for whatever answers she could give. Maybe she'd ask some questions of her own after. "I've never been a cat before. This just started. Well ... this morning it happened. I'd gone home to pack up any little remaining items I wanted to bring over here. I had a case of reminiscing and stopped along the way at a park. I was on the swings and had jumped off when I felt this sensation. I can't describe it exactly. All I know is that when I landed ... I was a cat. At that point I freaked out. I've stopped a few times along the way to get here ... but I thought that I would be safer here then out on the streets."
Kathryn gazed around the apartment. It definitely seemed larger to her at the moment. "As for weird kitty senses; I don't know what you mean. I have most of the things one associates with being a cat but I am still me. What more would you think I have? And how come you aren't freaked out by this?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:10 am
"Huh, weird," replied Tallulah, sinking onto the couch. She wished she had more information than just Kat's experience to go on, but that didn't mean she couldn't start outlining a plan! Firstly, she wanted to know if there was anyone else similarly effected - one person was weirdness, but a multitude would mean something was definitely up! After all, there'd been plenty of things in the past that had involved multiple people and had all turned out to be something way bigger - the coma waves, the mass disappearances.
"I bet the Negaverse is involved!" proclaimed Tallulah, straightening up and punctuating the statement with a cartoonishly raised finger. "Except, no..." She frowned and slouched backwards. "The Negaverse didn't make the coma wave, or the alien abductions..." Those had been the parallel moon and the surrounding, respectively. And how would the Negaverse turn people into cats? And what the hell would they stand to accomplish by it?
"You really don't sense anything funny?" she asked Cat-Kat quizzically. Turning people into cats would certainly be useful if you could divine their acquaintances secret identities that way, she supposed, but then... If Kat couldn't, then what was the point? And where would a confirmed civilian even go with that information?
"I'm not freaking out because..." Tallulah sighed and pulled her legs up onto the sofa. She gave Kat a long look, deliberating. "I guess I'm kind of experienced in the realm of talking cats. But I've never been one. I just know some. Am friends with some?"
She nodded. "It's a thing." She was friends with them. She kept tuna stocked for whenever Tomlin wanted to drop by. And Tallulah Cowden sounded totally bonkers right now - she was sure of it. (The situation was made only marginally less crazy by the fact that her roommate was presently transformed into a talking cat.)
"A sensation, though?" she asked, backtracking to trying to figure this out. Detective Tallulah was on the case! "What kind of sensation?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:01 am
Negaverse?
Kathryn tossed the strange word around in her mind before adding it to the lexicon of strange words. It joined the word youma in strangeness and her seemingly lack of understanding. Her tail twitched sporadically back and forth as she began to knead her claws into the blanket's surface. This was a nice blanket actually. Kathryn began to purr again rather loudly in contention. Her tail ceased twitching as she relaxed further into the folds of the fabric. A moment of clarity had her wondering just what the heck she was doing. Refocusing on Tallulah was becoming harder but Kathryn willed herself off the blanket and she began to pace a little before jumping onto the couch cushion. The blanket was too distracting. Listening to Tallulah formulate plans was well enough but Kathryn abhorred the idea that she wanted an ear scratch at the same time.
"I don't know what you mean by funny. Maybe if you could explain a little it might clear things up."
The idea that Tallulah was used to talking cats made Kathryn pause for a moment. Just what did that line mean? She was also friends with some? Now Kat was thoroughly confused. There were other cats then before this event? Who were they and were they responsible? Kathryn trembled a little as she neared closer to Tallulah. The girl's nodding had caused her attention to narrow until she saw only the hair swishing back and forth. Kathryn gave a mrrow of consternation before jumping onto the back of couch and batting at her room-mate's hair. Utterly Distracted. For roughly a minute Kat continued her assault on Tallulah's hair.
At Tallulah's next question Kathryn paused with her paw in mid-strike. What did the sensation feel like? Placing her raised paw back down on the couch ledge Kathryn thought long and hard about the timing of the change with her jump.
"There wasn't much more than what I mentioned earlier except that I could feel my body mass shifting. There was a moment of unpleasantness when I landed on my side," Kat sniffed disdainfully. "Whomever said that all cats land on their feet is wrong. Unless that doesn't apply to someone turned into a cat. But there was also a strange tingling sensation that seemed out of place. I can't describe it more than that though."
Kat paused again. "I have discovered something though. It's rather neat I think." She closed her eyes and willed her keys and phone to materialize again. Both items fell onto the couch cushion and Kat looked rather pleased. "On my trek here I kept wishing I didn't have to carry my keys in my mouth and suddenly I was relieved of that burden. It's strange. Do you have any answers for that Tal?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:25 am
"Hammerspace," answered Tallulah, giving Kathryn a mock-annoyed look as the cat batted at her ponytail. "You know how sometimes in cartoons, a character reaches into their little tiny bag and pulls out, I dunno, a huge mallet or a submachine gun or a taxidermy swordfish?" Interesting choice of examples, she reflected, having chosen them completely at random. "It works sort of like that. Like a magical pocket."
Entirely possibly one sewn into the fabric of the universe. Tallulah sighed, having clearly managed to confuse Kathryn-Cat entirely. Despite the superficial resemblance to a guardian cat, she wasn't convinced her roommate had gained all of their abilities. She wasn't a guardian cat herself, of course, so Tallulah couldn't say for sure what they could and couldn't do... but cats could sense senshi, couldn't they? It was their thing. How else would they find them to awaken them?
"A tingling?" she asked, still confused. She needed to cross-reference this, to find out if others had been turned into cats, to compare their experiences... "I don't know, Kat," shrugged Tallulah. It was all very confusing, and she had a sense that she was just making it worse.
The real question was did she trust Kathryn, and did she want to risk making her a target? And, with a sigh, Tallulah decided that sneaking back in in the middle of the night might be less nerve-wracking if her roommate knew she was secretly a superhero.
"Okay," she said seriously, leaning towards the cat. "What I'm about to tell you doesn't leave this room."
She snapped her fingers, perhaps showing off a bit as she called her pen out of hammerspace and caught it neatly. Tallulah had spent the better part of a month mastering that trick back when she'd first awoken, though, and if she didn't have anyone to show it off to then what was the point? Tallulah held the pen still for Kat to look at - the sleek, blue body and the coppery cap, topped with some abstract representation of a planet embossed with a sideways, four-pronged E.
"I'm a superhero. Technically a senshi, but really, it's the same thing," said Tallulah quietly. "The talking cats I know, they can sense senshi even when they're not actively using their powers. So. Can you?"
She really hoped she wasn't going to regret this later - she'd only just moved into the apartment!
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 10:18 am
The fact that Tallulah was explaining something that Kathryn had no knowledge about made the feline wonder exactly what was going on. She only wished she could still be human at this moment as she began to feel the unmistakeable symptoms of a migraine starting to form. She didn't get them often ... but when she did she was plain scary to come across.
And whoa; Kathryn's lexicon was growing by the minute as Tallulah talked. The headache was quickly blossoming as she took in all the new words and explanations. Shaking her head in a very comical fashion only made the sensation worse. If being this confused in a cat state brought on the feeling of disbelief Kat had to wonder what it would be like when she was human again. It seemed as if fate had cursed her to live a perfectly normal nineteen years of life and then laugh gleefully as it turned her world upside down. The next words that Tallulah spoke had Kathryn's fur standing on end and her ears pricked forward towards her room-mate. She sensed that there was something more important at stake here.
As Tallulah snapped her fingers and caught her own item from Hammerspace Kathryn's gaze narrowed on the object. It wasn't until Tallulah held the object still that she could pick out the features of just what she was looking at. It was a sleek pen with blue and copper. The topping on the end was certainly strange. As gentle as she could do Kathryn placed her paw over the item.
A superhero? Senshi? That word held an ominous undertone. Kathryn looked back at Tallulah for seemingly an explanation into the word. She didn't get one though. It seemed that Tallulah wanted to find out answers just as badly and so with a little resigned sigh Kathryn closed her eyes and fiercely concentrated on her task. Maybe she'd feel something. Nothing happened. Pushing the pain back that threatened to overwhelm her Kat gave it her all to try and sense anything. Kat peeked an eye open before straining to really, really, really try and pick up this feeling Tallulah talked about.
The aftereffects of all that strain though soon became apparent. Kathryn gave a very human-like whimper as the stress completely overwhelmed her. A flash of intense pain accompanied a brief flash of light that danced on her closed eyelids. Had her eyes been opened ... she would have seen a beam of light being emitted from the star on her forehead. The beam shot forward and only ceased it's existence after striking the wall that lay beyond Tallulah. It would have narrowly missed the girl with her close proximity to Kat. With the release of the beam Kathryn opened her eyes to focus on Tallulah before muttering softly. "Can't sense anything ... m'sorry. Tired now."
With that said she toppled somewhat ungracefully off the couch ledge and back onto the cushion. It seemed that whatever that beam had been it took all of Kat's energy to manifest. At least on the positive side ... Kat's headache had all but disappeared.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 12:05 pm
Tallulah flopped backwards onto the couch, narrowly avoiding the beam of light that emerged from her roommate's forehead. She'd certainly never seen any normal cat do that before! So, certainly, there had to be something to this transformation Kat had undergone, even if it didn't grant her the full suite of abilities...
Frowning, she reached over and gave the fallen cat a gentle scratch behind the ears. "You okay?" she asked, glancing at the spot on the wall. They could... well, they could always put a poster over it. And maybe some paint. It wasn't too bad. Maybe the landlord wouldn't notice.
"You want anything?" she asked, still a bit hushed. "I can start on dinner, or get you some water? Anything specific?"
Tallulah Cowden liked to think she was good with cats, maybe even a cat person... but she wasn't sure to do with someone so literally transformed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 3:14 pm
The fall hadn't really hurt but Kathryn couldn't understand why she felt so tired afterwards. As weak as she was she managed to raise herself up onto all fours before collapsing again. Maybe it was just better to lie down for the moment. As Tallulah scratched behind her ears a gentle purring began. That feels so good. She almost didn't wish Tallulah to stop. But she didn't voice this and merely gave the other girl an inquiring look when she stopped scratching. Her gaze then picked out the strange mark that had appeared on the wall.
"I just feel a little tired. Okay fine ... a lot tired. But I don't think I can do that sensing thing you mentioned. It's just not coming to me," Kathryn gave her left paw a quick grooming before she managed to rise to her feet again. "I don't really know what happened though. Just pain and lights and then nothing."
Kathryn curled up into a tight ball before glancing back to Tallulah as the girl mentioned starting dinner. "If anything I think whatever you serve will be fine. But I'd love some milk with dinner. I think for now though I just want to rest."
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 9:57 pm
Still bewildered by the energy blast, Tallulah just nodded at Kat. It seemed like something like that would perfectly logically be exhausting, but that didn't mean she understood why it had happened in the first place! "I'll run your order to the boys in the kitchen and see what they can do," she wisecracked. "Would you like sofa-side service with that?"
She assumed the answer was yes, and went off to start up the rice cooker. There was no reason to believe that being a cat meant that Kat now had a cat's dietary requirements - after all, Tallulah had seen guardian cats eat all sorts of things! Tomlin would settle for whatever was handy, and Abel had had a certain penchant for bruschetta...
Strange things were afoot in Destiny City, reflected Tallulah as she diced an onion. Even stranger than usual, perhaps! But she needed to get her priorities in order - first, dinner. Then, calling everyone she knew to find out if they had any more information. She felt good to have a plan; after all, that was how stuff got done!
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