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 Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:35 pm
WELL. If he had been unsure about her before, the suddenly blurring of her form and the fast movement was more than enough for him to jerk back as she reappeared, his long arms flailing as a silvered mask on a stick appeared in his hand to fend her off.
"JESUS BLOODY CHRIST!" He yelped as he back pedaled, his mask held out like some sort of ward. "Are you one of them? Those youma things? I swear to god, I will punt you across the bloody carnival if you come near me! CHESTER! GET YOUR BLOODY ARSE OUT HERE!"
To say he was freaking out was probably an understatement. Ever dramatic... but then, when you get nearly eaten by a zombie clown and told there is a war going on, well... he felt he sort of had the right to freak out a little. And if this bird was one of them... well, as much as he'd prefer not to be the one to do it, he would gladly do exactly what he said if he needed to. And he would scream his bloody head off the whole time too.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:45 pm
Zia had been called, and accused of, a lot of things in her tenure as guardian cat. Even more if one counted the shenanigans of Zirconia before her soul was unceremoniously transplanted into her.
But youma was new. And annoying, mostly because he was scrreaming for Chester, and as his self proclaimed guard dog, this was unacceptable. She shape shifted again, but not entirely. Mostly still girl, but with ears and a tail, she pounced on him and tried to cover his mouth.
"I am a guardian, you nitwit!" She hissed. "And you are being very loud! Chester should be resting!"
She had a one track mind.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:47 pm
"BLOODY HELL!"
At this point, he was all but convinced she was a monster and now she was attacking him!
"What the BLOOD HELL IS A GUARDIAN?" He shouted as he flailed at her, gripping his mask tighter and doing a little transformation himself. Gods, he hated this part... the light, the way he felt so vulnerable... and then suddenly he was something else, his clothes had morphed and the strident chiming of bells filled the air as the saturn knight wrestled with the guardian to keep her from covering his mouth.
Well... if she had been hoping to quiet him down, this was definitely not the right way to go about it. Transformed, Ys had bells EVERYWHERE. Every braid on his head ended in a silver bell, his caplet had bells on its points, his vest had bells and even the curling toes of his boots had them... every time the knight moved he set up a clamor that immediately drew every eye to him. Which was a very big reason why he didn't like it. Despite his normal wish to always be the center of attention, when the attention was from monsters, then no thank you mam!
At least he hadn't made good on his threat to punt her across the Carnival... he seemed to have some sense at least.
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 6:37 pm
"Well I guess that answers my question about how useful you are! Calm down!" Zia shouted, decidedly not calm about how he needed to be.
She did take her hands off of him and back away, even if it was to make a furious expression of all the seriousness she could muster and her hands hand balled into fists, stiff at her sides.
"Knock it off! Even a bleating lamb like you should be able to notice there's no Chaos in my aura."
The fur on her tail was completely puffed out. "I'm a guardian! A cat! I know knights are ignorant, but this is ridiculous." And then the majority reason behind that frowning pout. "I am not a youma!"
Youma were ugly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 7:24 pm
When she stopped trying to strangle him and backed off, Ys started to calm down and took a step back to study this strange creature that had invaded his home. He still felt distinctly uncomfortable about all of this, but he was starting to see that she was rather not-youma-like.
"Hey! I can't help it if I'm new at this!" He protested as he balled his hands on his hips. "I've done this all of twice, okay? And you know Luxor isn't exactly chatty. I've never heard about cat-whatevers and how the bloody hell do I tell if you have 'chaos' in your whatever?"
This was NOT his fault! Its not like being a knight came with a bloody manual... This mask just appeared in your hands and suddenly you looked different and could do things. He knew there was more to it, but blimey if he knew any of it yet.
"My experience thus far has been watching Luxor fall off some equipment and live when he should have died or been seriously hurt and being nearly eaten alive by a bloody monster clown!" His voice was starting to rise again, but he pulled it back down, eyeing her in case she decided to jump him again. "On top of all the monsters running around on opening day and the people smacking each other around... Its not my fault I don't know what you are."
He did feel a lot calmer now though, since she didn't seem inclined to eat him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 5:31 am
"Well all senshi know what guardians are," She counterargued. "Because we wake up their powers."
She was very persistent in educating him on the usefulness of talking cats, and it was literally all because she was taking offense to the youma comment. All of it.
She did remember in all of her feline wisdom that this form, the one with the ears and the tail and the pretty dress, was leaking energy like a faucet and so she powered down to a civilian and brushed off her sweatpants with a huff.
The Carnival of Fate didn't need any help attracting anything that liked to feed on energy.
"You look like a clown. What's your name?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 11:11 am
"Well, in case you haven't noticed, I'm not a senshi and you didn't awaken me! I had something of a crash course with Luxor when I... first changed, but there's a lot of things I don't know yet, ok?" He huffed, though it was more exasperation at himself than at her. He was getting over the scare pretty fast and was becoming rather more curious about her than anything else.
Striking a goofy pose with fingers spread and one leg lifted behind him, he gave her a comical face. "I am a clown! In case you haven't noticed. Why I look more like one now, I have no idea. I guess my name in this is Ys, or something."
Placing his leg back down as he relaxed brought a musical jingle from his many bells and he frowned a little in concentration as he straightened his vest and shirt sleeves. At least he looked rather dashing like this... he might have to try it out sometime when there were pretty girls around. Some who would appreciate his good looks.
"So... do you want to tell me now how you really met Luxor?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:46 pm
She was calmer now, having taken a few deep breaths since their little kerfuffle. "I'm sorry," She offered with a heaved sigh. "I know, I should know better," But added one more time for emphasis, "I am not a youma."
She did extract her cellphone and snap a photo of him with almost no warning, and got to work texting something in.
"Oh, I met him when I broke in one night. I told you, I come around all the time," She said with a shrug. "Well. At first I broke in but now he just lets me go where I want. Sometimes he gives tours. Sometimes I sleep in his office."
Totally normal stuff, in her opinion.
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 10:09 pm
The young performer studied the guardian for a bit with a focused look, then finally shrugged. A bit of a frown and some concentration and the weird clothes went away, leaving him in his work out outfit once more. The bells, thankfully, were also gone.
"I can tell you're not a youma. You're more like our resident Tramp." A grin broke out over his face as he teased her, crouching low to do a standing back flip. Hands down, push off... and he landed neatly on his feet again, braids tumbling around his shoulders.
"You better be careful though! Those who hang around Chester end up being put to work!" Eli warned her with a finger wagged in her direction. "Just look at me! Before you know it, you'll be painting fences like the rest of us. And since you're here... Look at this."
Dropping onto his hands again, his managed to curl his body into something you could swear it shouldn't be able to do, a cocky grin on his face.
"Does this look right to you? Am I getting enough extension?" He grunted, his voice showing a little of the effort his body didn't show. "I don't have a mirror out here to see for myself."
And... just like that, he had integrated her into his little world and any misgivings he might have had were gone. He trusted Chester and if Chester trusted her, well... no sense getting in a huff about it. His boss still wasn't going to hear the end of it though. As soon as he finished his workout, his phone was going to be buzzing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 7:31 am
"Excuse me...?" Zia looked up from her phone to stare at him, looking vaguely hostile again. She had totally misinterpreted 'tramp'.
And then she snorted and rolled her eyes. "Well. Maybe he only works you. I am both too pretty for hard labor and he owes me anyway after his little adventure got me fired and then ruined the interior of my car."
She tilted her head at an extreme angle at his contortion and after a long stare, could only shrug. "I honestly don't know. My memory of circus work is foggy. At best. Are you supposed to look broken?"
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