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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 2:35 pm
He was like a kid that had just been given TEH BEST GIFT EVUR as Atlas handed Castor the kitten, and the enthuiasm showed on castor's face. It was clear, Castor did indeed, have a weakness for all things cute.
At it amused itself with his tie, Castor seemed to gain some form of self control back. "But like, it was a burning building. That's ballsy man. Even I would have been hard pressed to go running in a death trap like that." He lifted the kitten and it's belly, earning playful paws at his gloves. "God damn I will Hillworth allowed pets. But uh, yeah, so, um, what else have you done so far? Run into anyone from the negaverse?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 5:37 pm
Try as Castor might-- given he was trying, anyway-- Atlas would likely never admit or agree that he had any capacity to be brave. He knew he was kind of a coward, and it honestly still surprised him that he had been able to run into the very kind of situation he would normally being away from. With a resigned sigh, he decided aloud, "I guess you don't know whether you can do something like that until you have to try."
That, and he would have never been able to forgive himself if he'd allowed a family of cats to die a very unpleasant death.
At Castor's next question he shook his head, making his hair fluff into the air and briefly get messier than it already was. "N-no... no Negaverse yet. I haven't really done much else, either. This is only my third time doing... this," he said, and gestured towards his fuku.
Looking back up, Atlas could make out some familiar landmarks on the street. The animal shelter should be pretty close.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:53 pm
"...Well, unless there are hott girls in a burning building, and I mean sexy hott not ones on fire, I dn't think I'll be doing any fireman style rescues." Castor's eyes were focused on the kitten, who was busy trying to chew on his finger. This almost made him run into a wall. Almost.
"Huh? Third time? Eh, gets easier doesn't it? Second time I got into this get up...I kinda freaked myself out then looked at my reflection for a good hour. It was like a mind ******** to end all mind fuc- OW!" The kitten's sharp teeth had finally managed to get in a good n**. "Ugh, you can have it back now." Moving to hand the cat over, it suddenly felt the need to dig it's tiny claws into his shirt. "Ow, ow, Atlas take the cat. Seriously. Ow."
Even in pain, the kitten was still cute and thus, Castor couldn't bring himself to pull too hard.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 4:56 pm
Castor's remark on his reflection made Atlas realize that he hadn't taken a look at his own while henshined up yet, which probably had a lot to do with how, unlike the other senshi, "in front of a mirror" was not exactly the first place he'd think to transform. Because of this, he wasn't entirely sure what he looked like besides the bits and pieces looking down at himself offered... but since Castor hadn't said much about his appearance, he couldn't look too bad, right?
"Hey, be careful..." Atlas was saying, as he helped Castor gently remove the kitten's claws from his shirt before letting it clamber back into his own arms. It honestly said a lot about the armor capacity of their uniforms that a tiny cat could break through the fabric with no problem, but that was thankfully not something on either of their minds right now.
And then, finally, no amount of slow walking or kitten-distractions would be able to stop them from noticing they'd reached their destination: the gates to the animal shelter were right in front of them, and Sailor Atlas heaved a melancholy sigh.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 7:41 pm
"Atlas, I'm always careful." This, coming from the boy Simon knew to be Elzo, was not comforting. Especially now that it came with the knowledge that he was one of the people supposed to be protecting the city. A few winces and light curses, later, the kitten had freed Castor from it's stinging grip.
Coming to full stop at the gate, Castor's face did a 180. "Already?" There he went, sounding almost like a 5 year old. Looking at the kitty, who was busy making itself comfortable in Atlas's arms, Castor gave a sigh in resignation to pair with Atlas's, (was it just him or had he been sighing more then usual?). "..Guess we have to bring him in." A few steps back and...
Yup, Castor had jumped the fence, leaving Atlas and the kitten behind.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 5:08 pm
"Hey, where are you g--"
And as suddenly as he'd seen him back at the school, Castor was gone.
Atlas sighed. Well... he couldn't just leave the kitten here... and with that, he anxiously made his way further inside, hoping the people working there would recognize him and not get up in arms about how he was supposed to be a suspected terrorist.
[FIN]
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