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"Of course! It's my job isn't it?" he answered brightly, and a little bit like silly general, Trix are for kids. What else would he be doing? Binging Friends again? (Actually that sounded like an amazing plan, but Kainite wanted to be the amazing officer he knew he was, and Aurostibite was never going to hang out with him if he never did his work. Maybe if he made captain they could finally watch Sabrina or something.)

Then, there was Mintaka, and the light of Kainite's eyes could not be extinguished. He opened his mouth to tell her just how elated he was to finally be meeting her and how he owed her a wedding present and that she was clearly amazing and beautiful, but then that was all going to have to wait because they basically got flushed.

(At least he knew who she was now!!)

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Scamander was just minding his own business and then -


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Eion Risk

"Mm." Eion watched her — to disbelieve magic when it confronted her plainly was its own folly — but her reply left em speechless in a most unforeseen way. No one calld Eion incomprehensible before, not when dissecting eir speech. Cryptic, yes, but unusual? Difficult to parse? Odd.

Odder still to em were her own mannerisms, rife with passive voice and construction so formal that it wheezed out of a textbook. "Surdly is a pun. A math term taken back to language. Something surdly can't be expressed in rational numbers —"

The definition caught on his tongue following her unsolicited condolences. Before that breath was taken again, it was taken from em; the mist whorled and choked and spasmed about itself like a whirlpool sucking down the world. Like a hole in the world. And a hole it was, soon plugged with their meddling, as it swirled down down down into a neat little stoppered bottle.

So ended their curiosities, their conversation forfeit.

Order Mauvian Etoile

“Oh, yes, I would love that! I will be certain to bring over my favorite candies,” Etoile said, thrilled at the prospect of getting to visit another Mauvian’s place. She still wanted to visit the house of Runelucia, the cat who had previously paid her a visit, though she had no idea if her human would allow such a meeting to take place. At the very least, Etoile knew Lepus wouldn’t mind too terribly about bringing the kitten over to visit Bernard.

Bernard explained to Lepus about how they met during the carriage ride, and Etoile nodded along. Yes, that had been quite an adventure, one that she didn’t want to repeat ever again. Runaway carriages, followed by wolves that might have made the kitties into their snack if things hadn’t gone the way they had… she certainly wouldn’t be going on any more carriage rides any time soon! “Yes, it was very horrible,” she added, having already told Lepus a bit of what happened that day, “Bernard was very helpful, though.”

(Still, she wasn’t stepping a single paw onto a carriage ever again, unless she knew they weren’t going to take off on her into wolf-filled woods.)

All of a sudden, things were happening, and Etoile’s fur stood on end. What was going on!? Etoile didn’t know (and certainly she didn’t like it!), and dug her claws into Lepus’ fuku, causing the chibi senshi to wince slightly. Then, people were starting to be swept away, and it was all Etoile could do to hold on the best she could, as Lepus attempted to do the same, holding onto her with one arm and reaching for Bernard with another.

Where was it taking them now?

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Chibi Super Lepus

“Nice to meet you too, Bernard,” Lepus replied, wondering just where the big fluffball lived. Well, it wasn’t as if she was really all that capable of hiding another cat in her house… not that it hadn’t stopped her from wistfully thinking about it every time she encountered one. When he mentioned that the two of them had met during an ill-fated carriage ride, she nodded, recalling her Mauvian companion’s dramatic recollection of the event.

“Ah, yeah, Etoile told me a little about that,” she said, though she hadn’t really been sure as to how much of it was exaggerated or not. On one hand, stranger things had happened in Destiny City than a carriage ride gone wrong, on the other… Etoile could sometimes be just as dramatic as Lepus herself, if not worse.

Not to mention, shortly after that, Etoile had talked all about a very realistic dream she had had, where she was a human who fought rats and attended a banquet (with lots of food, that Etoile swore she could taste even in the dream) held by a fairy queen. In short, Lepus knew Etoile was generally and by far an honest cat, but after years of living together, she had to wonder as to how much of that still held up to the test of time.

Suddenly, the air began to shift and change, almost like it was vibrating, and the dark mist that had been surrounding them began to, well, swirl even faster, before it started funneling back to an unknown destination. If that wasn’t alarming enough, the mist was apparently determined to take them with it, and it was all Lepus could do to reach up with one arm to attempt to hold on tight to Etoile, who was already doing her hardest to stay on her shoulders… by digging her claws into Lepus’ fuku.

Futilely, or perhaps not-so-futilely, she made a attempt at grabbing Bernard with her free arm as well, even though he was much bigger than Etoile, to hold onto him, too. “Hold on!” she called out to him… and then they were all swept away along with the mist.

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Giza

It really seemed like no sooner had they entered the misty miasma that hung over the park than it seemed to retract, which on it's own should have been a good thing but the wind and the swirling was getting stronger, pulling at his hair and clothing, damn near making him stumble before he was leaning back against the press of it. Only to have his sandals began to slide on the walkway they were walking on.

Instantly he knew Pavo had been right to want to avoid this place, but there there was nothing for it now but to learn to trust her instincts a little better. His seemed tuned to adventure, where as she embraced self preservation.

They were lifted together, tossed and tumbled in the rush of wind and magic and it was easy to loose all sense of up or down. "Don't let go," he urged, tightening his grip on her elegant hand as they spun, drawing her in as close as he could by the grip he had on her.

And then they were gone.