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 Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 9:54 pm
 Little Ashy Girl in Red (********* + Iris + Hel)RP linkAfter sensing a weird energy and sending Sailor Iris off to take care of a meaningless task, ********* is reunited with Sailor
Hel, Senshi of Ash. However, this Sailor Hel does not remember the fact that this cat awakened her as a Senshi long
before Iris or Metis were in the picture. After an awkward exchange, Sailor Iris returns and crashes the party.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:50 pm
So Let's Talk About It (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">Sailor Hel was gone. She was gone, but Sailor Iris had to rub her chin where the red-suited senshi had hit her before bailing. The blonde managed to spit one thing out from her mouth in response to the semi-lecture this senshi-gone-wrong had to say.
"Ain't my cat!"
Assuming that the potential threat was gone, the yellow-suited senshi opened up her attacking hand (dismissing the slicer completely) and wandered back to the cat. However, the cat was no longer a cat laying by the garbage dumpster.
No, she was once again had managed to slip into the form that resembled a cat-eared girl. She stood in place, holding onto the red, partially charred rose in her hands. The girl's pale green eyes gazed towards the spot where the Senshi of Ashes had vanished. Sailor Iris might have come in and slapped the girl across the face if it wasn't for the expression adorning her features.
********* looked hurt, sad, and absolutely guilty, all rolled into one simple frown.
Walking up to the silver-haired girl, Iris patted a gloved hand across the flat portion of the top hat. If it wasn't for the two ear slots in the hat, it might have sunk down further to hide ********* eyes for the moment. With her other hand, she shoved the styrofoam container at the cat-earred girl.
"Ya okay, cat?"
Even in this form, ********* was still a cat. Sailor Iris had to remember that.
The girl merely uttered in a distant tone "...I guess..." Her eyes sank down to the rose between both of her hands. ********* almost seemed to forget that she had been injured, and that her ability to use both arms was a telltale sign that she was all better again. Shifting the rose into her right hand, she used her left hand to shoo away Iris' hand from her hat.
The blonde took her hand back, and with a halfhearted chuckle, she jokingly mentioned "Eesh... ya don't need t'be so fussy!" She leaned down so she could look ********* in the eyes (just as she always seemed to like) and asked with a softer grin "Look... tell me what's goin' on. I'm a big kid... I ain't gonna throw a tantrum."
Mentally, ********* added the word "yet" to Iris' statement. With the weight off of her hat, she pulled the article off of her head, and without an explanation, tucked the rose upon her head before replacing the hat in its proper place.
For a moment, it seemed as if the silver-haired girl was not going to answer Iris as she had requested. Yet with the blink of the eye, ********* went back to her usual form, shrinking down to become the small cat with the cast over her leg. There was no sign of the rose anywhere to be found.
"That girl you just saw..." the feline started off carefully "...was a senshi I had awakened before I found you and Metis."
"...you worked for the Negaverse?" A brow quirked up on the senshi's face.
"No. She was a normal senshi just as you. She just... she wasn't one of my girls." The way she stressed one of her most common phrases sounded as if she somehow had a guilty conscious over the whole thing.
Iris pulled her hand back, since obviously a cat wasn't going to be able to carry any Styrofoam container. "Okay... so that girl had once been like me... I guess?" Sailor Hel and Sailor Iris were definitely very different, so it was a bit strange to phrase something like that. The tall tomboy sat herself down next to the cat and opened up the container. Casually she mentioned "It's tuna... a sit-down sushi place... had t'sit 'round fer quite a while t'get ya this ya know..." Her white glove didn't hesitate to pick up the pink raw fish and place it in front of the spotted cat.
********* liked to eat, it was a well known fact. Yet, now, more than ever, she really felt the need to console herself with something edible. Practically plopping her face into the tuna, she began to nibble and chow down as best as a cat with a broken leg could.
Not being one to watch someone eat like some sort of stalker, Iris looked away, eventually bringing her gloved hand up to her line of sight to look over the faint pinkish stains now touching upon the white cloth.
Eh... it'll clean itself out later...
As comforting as the sound of a cat chewing on sushi was, the blonde eventually had to ask "...so... how does a girl like me suddenly turn inta' a girl like that?" It was subtle curiosity at best. There was no way one could mistake it for true genuine interest. Sailor Iris had a very set mind on a lot of things, and it was obvious that this Sailor Hel was on the wrong side.
"...da negaferss gaught 'er alaif..."
Someone obviously had her mouth full of tuna.
"...alive... so instead of stealin' their starseed... they.. uh?"
With an exaggerated swallowing motion, the tailless cat responded "They manipulate it. Alter it. Make the starseed not right..." If Iris had been looking, she might have caught the frown on ********* maw before the cat dove back into her snack.
"Huh..." Her golden eyes rose up to the part between the two buildings so she could catch a glimpse of the sky. Once again, the sound of a cat chewing on meat was the only thing to liven up the alleyway. It was a rarity, but Sailor Iris was thinking. She was capable of this on occasion, though those occasions were very rare.
"...so... if they are able t'mess 'round with a starseed so it ain't right... wouldn't that logically mean that someone else could mess 'round with that same starseed t'fix it?" It was a perfectly logical conclusion, or at least, it was a perfectly logical conclusion in Iris' rather biased mind.
The chewing stopped. Iris glanced down and found that there was no more sushi sitting in front of the cat. For such a small thing, she most certainly knew how to put the food away. The pale green eyes focused in on the golden ones looking down at her.
"I don't believe it's that easy, Iris. If it was... then a majority of the Negaverse would not be in the condition they are in right now."
With half a smile on her lips, the tomboy jokingly offered "I thought you cats were supposed t'have all th'answers." Pushing herself back up to her feet while closing up the styrofoam, she mentioned "Yer not gettin' th'rest of this 'til we get home!"
"It would be too easy if we cats knew everything, now wouldn't it?"
With the food container tucked under her arm, the tall blonde proceeded to scoop up the cat. The little bundle of fur didn't really even move in her arms, nuzzling in one time total against her bosom.
Offering the wisest piece of advice given all day, Sailor Iris simply uttered "Get over it, cat. Sh*t happens." With that, the pair were once again on their way.
And for the rest of the trip, *********, the ever talkative cat, was silent.
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 2:52 pm
Breaking the Rose Tint (********* + Iris + Scheat + Tisiphone)RP linkWhile patrolling with Sailor Scheat, ********* and Iris encounter another corrupted Senshi by the name of Tisiphone. Scheat gets
injured and eventually is captured by Tisiphone, who then proposes a challenge with Scheat being the prize. Iris manages to
defeat Tisiphone, but when Tisiphone attacks *********, Scheat selflessly saves *********, and in turn, loses her starseed.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 10:31 pm
Walking in Blind (********* + Iris + Sinon)RP linkAfter chasing down a doll-like Youma across town, a worn down Iris and ********* encounter Sydney Martin. It is revealed
Sydney is Sailor Sinon, Senshi of Lies. With her help, the Youma is destroyed before it can get to Iris' starseed.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 12:19 pm
Fixed up and Ready to Go! (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">It had been two weeks. TWO WHOLE WEEKS that Ellie had put this off. It was understandable that the vet who had put the cast on her to begin with was one of the ones hit by the strange coma epidemic, but still. It should not have taken two extra weeks for the tomboy to find a different vet who'd be willing to remove the cast from her leg. From the cat carrier, one would have expected the feline to be grumbling. She wasn't. She wasn't the sort to complain.
However, as a word of advice, the feline did mention "You might not want to tell the vet you waited an extra two weeks to bring me in."
Ellie continued to walk along the sidewalk, arm that was carrying the carrier swinging in a steady rhythm. However, her eyes glanced over the top of the carrying case. "That's stupid... why wouldn't I tell'em?"
In a matter-of-fact tone, the round feline explained "They might scold you. Something along the lines of possibly weakening the muscle in that leg even further from the lack of use."
Eyes were rolled. "Ya make it sound like I can't handle a little scoldin'.... wah, wah... I'm 'a gonna cry like a baby." Ellie and sarcasm were definitely quite a pair. Yet, both of them knew ********* had been far from inactive. Then again, not all cats could turn into shortie-girls.
In fact, cats really weren't supposed to do that at all.
"Trust me... it will save you a lot of grief if you just say that this is week 6 instead of week 8. We can get in and out quicker." Some might have argued that after waiting 8 weeks, 30 seconds longer was not a big deal. However, they obviously hadn't been the ones inconvenienced by the cast. That was 30 seconds longer that ********* could be searching for her girls.
"Alright... shut up fer now, cat... we're almost there..." Within the cat carrier, the feline simply let out a rather convincing mewing sound. The guardian cat was probably already going to get a bit of grief thanks to that unusual star-shape upon her forehead. Adding talking to that list of things she could do probably wouldn't help. Or the magical creation of cell phones and henshin pens. Or turning into a human girl.
There was a lot this cat could do that wouldn't help their situation at all.
They entered the building which looked more like a human medical building than a mere vet, then Ellie wandered up to the counter to sign in. It seemed like the waiting room was packed full. More than likely, all of these pet owners had come across a similar problem to what the blonde had. Their choice of vet was in a coma. Dogs were tugging on their leashes as they fidgeted with nervous energy. Cats in their carriers seemed to have their fur on end (with the exception of *********, who was absolutely calm as could be). There was even one lady with a long iguana lounging on her shoulder. Having more energy than she knew what to do with, the blonde began to pace. Not nervous pacing, but just simple "I need to be doing something" pacing. With all these patients, it was amazing that the tomboy got in within 20 minutes.
Unlike the first vet she had visited, who had been an old man, the one who brought her back was actually a young woman with wide hips and short blonde hair. No glasses or telltale signs of nerdiness here. As they wandered into the proper room, Ellie couldn't help but notice a vast amount of kennels in the back room with animals in it. With this catastrophe, it made sense that this facility was overrun with pets that needed a place to stay due to their owners being in a coma, or perhaps the animal itself was in a coma and needed treatment.
"Alright, so here it says you need this cat's cast removed?" The vet's voice interrupted Ellie's train of thought, her tone absolutely professional as she gathered two gloves to put them on, pausing for a moment to signal for Ellie to let the cat out of the carrier.
"Yeah... she busted 'er leg 6 weeks ago... and my vet ain't exactly awake, so he can't do th'job." The little wire-frame door was opened up, then Ellie sat down.
The story had been the same for most of the new patients. The vet simply asked "Dr. Hartman, or Dr. Phillips?"
"Dr. Hartman."
Ellie actually had no clue who the old man was. She hadn't really asked. She had probably been too worried. Even now, her gold eyes seemed to carefully watch what this woman was doing.
In a slightly disinterested tone, the elder woman continued the conversation. "It really is too bad about what happened to them both." She reached in with her gloved hands and pulled out the cat.
"Oh my... you are pretty heavy for your size, kitty!"
********* retorted with an absolutely loving mewing sound and rubbing her cheek against the gloved hands.
It obviously wasn't the cat's fault, so the woman sharply shot a look at Ellie. "You overfed her while she was unable to walk."
What exactly could Ellie say back? First thing to come to mind was "No I didn't," but there would be no justification she could give after that. Cats with casts on couldn't just walk around and pick up whatever they wanted to eat. At least, normal cats couldn't.
God damn it, cat! Making me look bad again! the tomboy sourly noted as she kept her opinion to herself this time around.
"You'll need to put your cat on a diet immediately."
Another rather friendly mewl escaped the manx, even though it was her way of saying "HAHAHAHA YEAH RIGHT!"
The girl just looked away, sour expression upon her face at the mini lecture. "Whatever..." She crossed her arms, and that was the name of that tune. Ellie Spectre wasn't listening anymore.
The vet shook her head and in a snippy tone simply stated "Very well!" With cat at hand, she went into the back room, leaving Ellie alone for a while. Sadly, nothing changed. When the woman returned, the girl was still sitting there stubbornly looking away. With a sigh, she put the manx back into her carrier.
"You should make sure she's not walking around on that leg too much for the first few days, especially with all that additional weight."
If there was an accurate phrase for Ellie at the moment, it would have been "LA LA LA LA LA I'M NOT LISTENING!!!"
The vet gave Ellie one final look, then one final instruction. "Go to the front and pay, then you are free to go." The vet slipped back out into the back room, and Ellie stalked over to the cat carrier. Doing as she had been instructed, she then exited the building.
"Head around to the back of the building. You can drop me off here."
For a little while, the blonde pretended she hadn't heard a thing. Yet, when they had clearly distanced themselves from the vet building, she responded "Ya aren't supposed to be walking around, fatso! Ya heard th' vet!"
It wasn't like Ellie could see, but ********* ears pinned flat against her head at the new nickname. "Cat" now wasn't that bad in comparison. In a reassuring tone, ********* attempted to do her best to convince the girl carrying the carrier to let her go.
"Come on, I promise I'll be careful... and you know that I have lots of work to catch up on!"
Just as stubborn as she had been with the vet, the blonde retorted, "I ain't gonna have ya breakin' yer leg 'cause ya weighed too much t'be walkin' on it! Yer not gonna be able t'blame it on me!"
Inside the carrier, the cat sat down, but both of her forepaws seemed to dance back and forth. It was her way of showing when she was agitated.
"Come on!"
"No!"
"Come oooooon!!!!"
"No!"
"Oh come oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon!!!!!!!!!"
"Ya want me t'keep ya in th'carrier when we get back t'the house?"
A small frown knit itself upon the cat's maw. "You win this round. Two days. That is what you get. Then I will leave, one way or another."
"And no snacking between meals."
The tailless cat didn't say a word, but she bitterly thought of a complaint.
These are going to be the two longest days ever!
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 2:24 pm
The Cat Didn't Come Back (Iris + Metis + Sassolite + Abswurmbachite + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
After ********* disappeared, Iris and Metis go on a patrol to find her. Instead, they find two Negaverse Lieutenants. Metis nearly
loses her starseed, but her opponent literally loses his head after Iris uses her Rainbow Slicer on him. The remaining
Lieutenant flees, and *********, who had watched the whole ordeal, upgrades Sailor Iris into an Eternal Scout.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 11:57 pm
The kinds of people you can meet (Sheldon + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
********* encounters a boy who is having a staring contest with a squirrel. She manages to sweet talk her way into getting chips, in a very literal sense.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 10:14 am
Revenge (Sassolite+ Iris + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
Sailor Iris blindly goes into battle against newly upgraded Captain Sassolite. Iris gets an arrow to the shoulder, and Sassolite
gets a burn on the arm, but ultimately Iris abandons the battle upon ********* advice after her new attack ultimately fails.
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 6:53 am
Failed with a Capital F (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">Her adrenaline was running low now. No longer could she ignore the arrow sticking out from her shoulder. It hadn't hurt before, but now it was beginning to throb in a fashion similar to a pulse. Once she felt she was a safe distance away, the tomboy senshi swung into a different alley way and pushed herself up against the brick wall. She hardly had the strength to stay standing, but fortunately, the wall was good enough for her. The blonde could lean against it and not feel too weak. Her golden eyes flickered over to her injury, easily catching upon the now red-brown color.
"You didn't take the arrow out yet?" a familiar voice prompted. It felt as if she had just gotten into the alley when the tailless cat arrived. Pale green eyes looked up intently, and almost a bit sympathetically.
"...ya'd rather me bleed t'death, cat?"
"You have a point," the feline easily agreed. She sat her rump down on the ground, then lifted a paw up at Iris. "I can't look at it if you are all the way up there. Come down here so I can take a look!"
The senshi almost seemed to growl, but she was in no condition to argue or truly resist. She was feeling woozy. She shouldn't have felt woozy, but she did. So rather than argue, the tall girl sunk down, allowing her back to scrape against the rough bricks as she descended down to the cat's height. Rather than look at *********, Iris instead looked up at the gap between buildings. "So, you want to tell me what all of that was about, cat?"
"I have a name, if you do recall." Not acknowledging that thing called personal space, the feline hopped up onto the Senshi of Rainbow's lap. For a moment, she attempted to balance on her hind feet before leaning forward to plant her forelegs upon the girl's chest.
"...Great, lesbo cat is feelin' me up..." Iris' eyes rolled around a bit in annoyance.
"I don't think that's my name, last I checked. And I wasn't going to put my paws in that mess right now. Probably a bit too tender, right?"
Asking this senshi to confess to any sort of pain always got a consistent response. "Dunno what th'f*ck yer talkin' 'bout, cat!"
For a moment, the cat's eyes remained fixed upon the arrow. She blinked and eventually leaned forward to delicately take the shaft between her teeth. She tugged back very gently, just to see how firmly it was stuck there. It definitely was in there.
"Ya know, I've been through worse, right?" Iris attempted a laugh, but it was weak. Exhausted at best. She fumbled to simply point her finger to her arm. "Giant a** porcupine quill to th'arm! It left a pretty gnarly scar actually." She offered a partial grin, as if she was proud of this fact.
********* let go of the arrow and her eyes lifted up to the golden ones that weren't looking at her. "Well, if you ask me, this is what you get for underestimating a Captain."
Sailor Iris blinked a bit stupidly. "Huh? what'cha talkin' 'bout, cat?"
"*********," the guardian once more attempted to correct. "Do you think that Senshi are the only ones that rank up with time? You just became an Eternal Senshi. And that girl, Sassolite, is now a Captain, not a Lieutenant anymore."
Though ********* tone was serious (but pleasant as always), the senshi did not seem to pick up what she meant. Instead, she found something else to focus on. "...oh? Her name's Sassolite?" Names were such trivial things in the scheme of things. Though, now that she was thinking about it, the Negaversers totally had an advantage in the name game. Senshi had to call out their names for their attacks. Negaversers did not have to do such a thing.
I got jipped
"A captain, Iris, is oozing with more negative energy. They are more powerful."
"...they ooze with energy?"
The cat sighed before settling down to sitting in the tomboy's lap. Though Iris was driving her absolutely nuts by looking everywhere but the cat's eyes, the green eyes continued to watch Iris' golden orbs intently. "Yes. You can't really sense it, but a Negaverse Agent exerts energy. Think of it like Chi or life energy, but a negative version of it. On the opposite end of the spectrum are the Senshi, who also exert energy as well. Right now, you are exerting energy."
Pause.
"And blood, but we really don't need to get into that."
Iris laughed again, as if she was too tired to actually care about any of this.
Since she was in ringleader mode right now, the cat continued to give her two cents.
"As of right now, you have proven that I shouldn't have upgraded you yet." In all honesty, it wasn't really a problem in ********* mind. A mistake was a mistake was a mistake. Nothing she could do now except work with this girl to remedy it eventually. "From this point forward, you will not used the Rainbow Revenge unless I give you permission."
The blonde looked down to the cat for the first time since they got into the alleyway. Her eyes were a bit too glazed over to truly pull off the expression she was attempting. She was trying to look angry. Her golden eyes were attempting to glare. Yet, the only thing that her eyes looked at the moment was hurt.
********* eyes didn't falter, even at the expression. She continued to smile pleasantly. With a small nod of her head and a jingle of her bell upon her collar, she directed the girl "Change back to your usual form, Iris."
It didn't take much for Iris to shift back to being Ellie Spectre. It didn't change the fact she still had that arrow in her shoulder. "...was there any point t'that, cat?"
The cat hopped off the girl's lap, and the moment her paws touched the ground, she once more had returned to her own human-like form. She spun around on the balls of her feet, then gave Ellie a simple look up and down. Casually, she commented "You didn't give me much to work with" on the side, but then approached and reached for the bottom of Ellie's shirt.
The blonde shook her head. "God, stop bein' such a lesbian, cat!" She attempted to get away, but she was already pinned.
"Unless you want to walk in the ER gushing of blood, I'd suggest you settle down and shut up while I work." Fortunately, ********* didn't feel any guilt about tearing the bottom half of this shirt. The sleeves had already been crudely removed at a prior time by Ellie herself. Can't ruin a shirt that was already ruined. It took a good three attempts, but on the third attempt, the silvery haired girl managed to cause a sharp ripping noise to echo against the alley. When she had torn a decent piece of cloth off of the civilian's shirt, she simply asked "You going to remove the arrow, or should I?"
"I ain't no p***y!" the blonde grumbled before gripping onto the arrow herself. With a sharp yank, she pulled the arrow out, only allowing herself a small grunt in response.
"That'll do!" Quickly, the cat proceeded to make a makeshift bandage out of the torn shirt piece. As she tied it tightly, trying to stop the bleeding to the best of her ability as possible, she commented "Your attack came out wrong. However, I will confess, your new attack is far from an easy one to pull off." She glanced up from her work for a moment. "I promise I will work with you to get you up to speed with it. It will take practice in several aspects, but once you figure everything out, you will have a wonderful tool at your hands."
"I ain't a baby..."
"Never said you were!" ********* giggled. "You read into things too much. Why should it matter how I perceive you? Shouldn't the person you be trying to impress be yourself?"
Yes
That would have been too girly a response. Too mushy.
So instead, Ellie just offered "Whatever..."
********* let out another giggle before grabbing Ellie's cheeks between her fingers, squishing them slightly.
"Okay, now, are you okay for walking to the ER on your own, or should I escort you personally? Will you be able to make it on your own?"
"I ain't a p***y, so ya don't have t'bother! I'll be back t'fightin' th'Negaverse in no time!" She once more offered her lopsided grin as she drew in a deep breath. Before the cat really had a response to reply with, the teenager was already trudging off to the ER, a place she knew pretty well lately. If it wasn't for that pulsing she was hearing in her mind due to the throbbing pain in her shoulder, she might have heard that playful little jingling trailing behind her the whole way to the Emergency Room.
It was probably for the best.
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 10:10 pm
The good, the bad and the kitty (********* + Brass)RP linkA rainy day leads to a newly awakened senshi and a rather disgusting youma.
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2010 12:37 pm
Who released the dogs?! (********* + Sirius)RP linkAfter quickly putting a youma out of its misery, ********* gives some words of wisdom to a senshi in need.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 6:52 am
Cat Fight (********* + Zirconia)RP linkTwo guardian cats versus one Alley cat Youma!
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2010 1:01 pm
Tools of the Trade (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">It had been so difficult lately to catch Ellie at home. ********* had no clue why, but every time she attempted to catch Ellie at home after school, the teen ran off quite quickly with a rather determined look in her eyes. It was a puzzle to say the least, but no burden to the feline. She was patient enough to wait.
And wait.
And still wait.
Today though, it seemed that Ellie had been a bit too slow in her departure from the house. Before she could step out upon arrival, the feline had managed to take a seat at the front door.
"Hello Ellie," was the simple greeting the cat offered the moment the blonde attempted to step over her.
The girl was dressed up in her garage suit. "What th'hell do ya want, cat?"
"*********," the feline corrected.
"Cat," Ellie clarified, not seeming to change her selection in titles one bit. She let out a small snort, obviously irritated by this interruption in her daily schedule. "I ain't got th'time fer this, cat, hurry th'hell up!"
Despite all the hostility thrown in her direction, ********* was still able to keep a rather peaceful smile upon her maw. "My, my, someone is in a hurry. It is almost impossible to get in touch with you. Where have you been going the past week or so?"
"It ain't yer concern, cat!" The girl made a deep throaty sound and rather suddenly spit a loogey at the cat in an effort to scare ********* away.
Despite how gross and flat out rude the tomboy was acting at the moment, ********* still was sitting there calmly with that almost constant cheery smile. Even with a glob of disgusting spit now dripping off her shoulder. In a tone that was polite, the cat merely mentioned "I think that was quite unnecessary." The manx still had important matters to tend to, and no spit was going to prevent her from doing her duties.
Ellie was still glaring at the cat, absolutely baffled as to why she hadn't dodged or run off after what had happened. "Seriously, you are one f*cked up cat! Just go away, can't ya see I'm busy?!" Giving up on the notion of the tailless cat running off, Ellie attempted a new strategy that was not very fitting of her personality: she ran.
The cat let out an airy laugh before standing up to her own paws. "Oh no, you won't get rid of me that easily!" And so the chase began.
The girl ran and ran and ran. Behind her, a persistent delicate jingling bounced around behind her. She was able to make out the words "Why are you dodging me today?" but the teenager ignored the prompts. She ran and ran and ran until she was at Hank's place. Since the cat had been behind her, Ellie had lost track of where she was. She entered the open garage area where Phil greeted her.
She was safe.
Until a small jingling sound began to make its way into the garage.
"A cat?" Phil laughed in disbelief, since animals were usually frightened off by the sounds and the mere hustle-and-bustle of the place. "That has GOT to be a first!"
Mentally, Ellie was screaming out all sorts of obscenities. Yet she let out an uncaring "Whatever..." in response to her friend.
The cat padded in as if she already knew the whole joint and instead of making her way to Ellie, she made her way to Phil. The redhead laughed a bit, but didn't lean down to pet her. So she rubbed up against the rough material of his pants leg. To accent her point, she let out a soft purr.
"Oh wow, what a friendly little thing!" Even Phil wasn't immune to the charms of the spotted manx. His fingers eventually crept down to pay attention to the cat.
Ellie was already sick of this. "Ya know where I'll be!" she grunted out before stomping off.
"Eesh! Wonder what's got her in such a bad mood?" The redhead was clueless that the source of the bad mood was at his ankles, purring sweetly. He eventually dared to pick up the cat (and finally identifying that the cat was a girl) and brought her along to where Ellie was. "Ya better not tell Hank that this cat was 'ere! He'd get all over our cases!"
Normally, Ellie would have shot back at him with something like "I don't work 'ere, so only you'd get sh*t!" but she was painfully silent. She was crouched to the side of a very familiar yellow vehicle.
********* had seen it before.
Well, that explains everything
The motorcycle which Ellie so fondly called The Spectrum stood there with one half in ruins. Certainly, a lot of work had been done already, but it did not seem like it was even close to being completed. ********* was not the sort to frown, but she did let out a soft sympathetic mewing sound.
It was dark before Ellie left, but when she had to return home, she said her goodbyes to Phil.
Not wanting to get left behind, the feline squirmed around in Phil's hands until he put her down. She then ran off after Ellie.
The blonde sighed out heavily as she caught the sound of the bell behind her again. "F*ck off cat!"
Only once she was certain nobody but Ellie could hear her, the guardian simply stated "You know, you could have just told me about your bike." She paused thoughtfully. "I know how much work you put into it to begin with. It showed with how proud you were of The Spectrum. I can feel your loss."
"Why should I have?! It ain't yer business!" Ellie was such a stubborn mule at times.
"I would have understood. I'm not angry." Her tone was genuine, but that was because ********* always spoke in such a genuine manner.
It was perhaps a change from all the anger and concern that had been shoved in Ellie's direction lately, but it didn't change the fact she still didn't like talking about it. "So what th'hell was so important that ya had t'pester me all afternoon, cat?"
"********* style="color: gray">The cat merely walked along behind the tall girl, continuing on the conversation casually. "Well, I figured you probably wanted to train yourself in regards to using your Rainbow Revenge, so I brought you something that could help you. Well... later on. You still need to learn how to form the rainbow...but still, this will help you after that step..."
"Yer ramblin'..." The teen's voice sounded disinterested.
"Then I will make this short. I left it to the side of your house. It might be a bit dirty, but it should still work plenty fine. I hope you put it to good use!"
Things grew rather quiet behind Ellie, and soon enough, she figured out why it seemed quiet. There was no more bell jingling with the movements of the cat. Glancing around casually, her golden eyes noticed there was nothing following her anymore. "About damned time!" she snorted out before resuming her trip home.
When she arrived, she went to the side of her house, searching the side furthest from the garage first. She found nothing. Next she searched the side that was closest to the garage.
"You have GOT t'be SH*TTIN' ME!!!"
In Ellie's hand was a boomerang. A bright yellow boomerang.
"Son ov'a b*tch!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 8:41 pm
Get a second beating, absolutely free! (Glaucophane + Iris + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
Description will go here
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 8:42 pm
Noisy Beginings (Themis + ********* style="font-size: 10px">RP link
With a Youma lurking about, ********* manages to drag Xavier to a fast food restaurant's bathroom
to awaken him as Sailor Themis, Senshi of Noise. Chicken Nuggets are served in the after party.
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