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 Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 7:25 pm
 Finally! That twoleg is quick. The black and cream cat thought, licking the scent of 'freshly picked Brazilian Cherries', as the twoleg had called it, from his fur. "I had planned for a bit of food, not a bath." Darius muttered, leaping down from the roof he had hid out on. The twoleg's voice had died away, so he assumed it was safe... He zoomed off as if a dog were about to bite his tail. He didn't want to be caught by yet another twoleg, and taken to the place with howling dogs and screeching cats. He had managed to escape with the help of some dog. He skidded to a stop as he neared the heart of the city. He sneezed, the cherry scent still clung to him, although fainter, you could probably smell him a bit away.. Much more delicious things could be found here than the dry, tasteless things the twolegs offered him, though. Scent wouldn't matter. Not, unless, he met another cat. That would be a nightmare...
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 7:49 pm
Jassi lay on the fire escape just outside the condo she shared with her twoleg. The panda-esque female rolled her black eyes when she heard her name being called from within the open window. "Jeezums, lady. Leave me alone." She muttered crossly before fleeing down the fire escape stairwell. At the bottom she leapt the close distance from the bottom step to the dumpster that had lay unused for months. Lucky for her, or she would have never been able to get the stink off her fur. It only took a couple seconds after that for Jassi to find herself on the cold bricked flooring the lined the alleyway. Slipping out onto the street, she found herself relativley unnoticed. Thankfully, her twoleg had ceased her ridiculous shouting. She usually gave up after a minute or so. Jassi was slowly training her to realize that she would not come when called. That was something only low-life dogs would do.
She wandered a bit, not really bothering to pay attention to where exactly she was headed. Jassi knew that she would always find her way back again. She owed that much to the annoying twoleg that dared to call her "Snooky-poo". But the thought had put her in a relatively bad mood. Not that she was furry ball of love normally. A peculiar smell crossed her nose and she recoiled in surprise. Her nose crinkled slightly as she looked to her right, a black-ish gray and white cat standing off to one side. Jassi smirked slightly, coming up behind him. "Cherries?" A slightly forced laugh followed. "Next time, might I suggest the Freesia and Lemon?" Another laugh, Jassi shook her head.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 8:07 pm
Darius jumped, he had been to fussy about his cherry scent that he hadn't heard the cat behind him. He spun around almost midair and stared, amber eyes wide, at the...panda? He shook that off. There were no pandas in Waya. They lived far off. Somewhere. "Oh? And I'm sure that must your favorite, if it so strongly suggested." He meowed sarcastically, grinning. The faint scent of cherries wafted back to him. He shrank back a bit, grin becoming sheepish. Darn that twoleg, using that foul smelling goop on him! He'd stink for weeks... Sure, his fur had been a bit..Rough. But that was no excuse to cover a water-hating cat in cherry goop. He groaned, muttering something. "So, erm," He mumbled, going back to trying to wash the cherry scent out of him. "Whazza dainty little panda-girl doing around a big, tough city like this?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 8:39 pm
Jassi took an automatic step back when the cat whirled around to face her, and looked at her in... shock? She didn't see why. Her coloring wasn't any stranger than his. Other than maybe her's was a little more on target. She had seen a panda once before. On the little black box her two leg seemed dependent on half the time. She had grabbed Jassi and held her up to the screen to face the chubby lumbering black and white animal. Jassi sniffed angrily at the memory. Leave it to a two leg to compare her to the oddly shaped fluff-butt that lived god knows where. Jassi herself hadn't seen much resemblance other than the coloring. "Of course, it's my favorite." She said with a wince. Smell wise, it was pretty decent. Bath wise, it still sucked getting her fur so wet. And it was weird to smell on a tom. It took all her will power to keep from laughing at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Dainty?" Jassi bristled angrily. Dainty?! This cat had to be kidding. She would kick his striped tail all the way from here to the suburbs. And he if he ever mentioned it again, she would launch him all the way up to to the moon and back. Breathing deeply for a moment, she shook off his question. "What's a good-smelling tom like you doing out? Some one might mistake you for pretty little she~cat. I'm sure who ever picks you up with have a few dresses for you to try on." She spoke from experience. But her words were a sharp retort, her neck fur still slightly raised from is previous comment.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 8:53 pm
Darius snorted, licking his paw carelessly and swiping it over an ear. "I've had enough dresses for today, thanks." He shuddered lightly at the memory. Some twoleg kit tried to dress him up in some sailor outfit. And then, twoleg kit declaring he could brave any waters, decided to dunk him in the tub and lather him with goop. He shook his head again, clearing the memory. "You never answered my question, Panda-girl. What'cha doin' around here? There are big, scary mutts that could eat you up in a single bite. And we don't want you to get dirty, no?" He snorted again, leaping up onto a trash bin and settling down.
"Because I'm sure your twoleg wouldn't want a dirty lil' panda-girl, am I correct?" He flicked his tail lazily, watching her from his perch. "Then again, I could always show you to that twoleg. I'm sure she has some Freesia and Lemon goop."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 9:06 pm
Jassi watched Darius's face and grimaced slightly. She didn't care for whatever memory he was reliving at that point. She almost growled at him, but decided to settle for a indifferent shrug instead. "Wandering. No other reason really." Not exactly true. She had to get out of the condo for a while. She did't enjoy her two leg, but she wasn't sure living outside was exactly for her either. And as for big scary mutts? She scoffed. "I'm sure they'll go for you first. You smell better." Jassi snickered for a moment, eyeing the futile attempts he was making at masking the cherry scent. "And as for being dirty? I'll survive. As long as I'm clean before I go home, I won't have to suffer like you have."
Glaring up at him, she stood rigidly. Dirty lil' panda girl? Really. This cat was asking for a scratching. "What about you, pretty boy? Won't your two-leg be dissappointed that you'll be going home smelling like something other than cherries. Which, I'll admit, don't exactly suit you."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 9:19 pm
"I heard they prefer the pampered panda-girls better" Darius meowed, face deadly serious, but eyes light and joking. "They just love Lemon and Freesia." He glared at the small snicker, but shrugged it off, licking another paw. "Oh, really?" He purred silkily, yet grinning devilishly. He stood on the edge of the can and kicked it off with his hind legs, the top falling with a loud clang. He hopped in and grabbed a mushy, yellow-brown banana peel and.. Chucked it right towards her.
Not caring if he had hit or missed, he nestled himself in the garbage-- surely that would cover his scent. "My twolegs?" He continued with a small chuckle. "I suppose I have none. I occasionally roam from home to home when there's a lack of good food 'round here. The brown stuff they feed you is better than starving."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 9:41 pm
Jassi laughed. In truth, she had a delicate fear of dogs. But she was careful to keep anyone from knowing. Had a bad run in with one as a kitten. "I bet they do. Luckily, I haven't had the misfortune of being stuffed into a bath recently. I'm smart enough not to come home smelling like garbage." She eyed him pointedly. But wasn't quick enough to fully dodge the banana peel he threw at her. It hit the side of her head with a sickening squelch. She trembled with fury for a moment, unmoving, as the peel slowly slid off her fur and hit the ground in a disgusting heap. Her black eye's flashed dangerously, a thin trail of sickenly sweet slime trailed from her right eye to her cheek. Her nose wrinkled at the smell.
Struggling to control her breathing, she hissed at him through her teeth. "You...did not...just...do that." She glared at the filthy cat as he tucked himself deeper into the brimy mess of the trash can. So he was a stray then. That explained his lack of morals. But not the cherry scent. But she smirked all the same. "You think I eat that awful brown dry stuff? Please. I've spent two long years teaching my twoleg how to take care of me. And that brown stuff definitley is not part of it. Do you really think I would have stuck around if it was?" Jassi regreted the outburst as she spoke. Now she sounded like some frilly fluffed kitty cat who didn't know a thing about the world beyond her stuffed mouse. That wasn't her. Not really. She loved her two leg. Usually. Mostly she had helped the human give her a reason to come home each night from her wanderings. Her human was her anchor. The only thing between her and the streets.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 9:58 pm
"I didn't exactly smell like garbage... More rotten fish, really." He gave a lazy grin. He had almost turned around to groom his tail, until the squelch. It took every ounce of self-control the still cherry-scented cat to not burst out into hysterics. His whiskers twitched in amusement, and he climbed out of the trash nimbly, landing in front of the trash can. "Oh? I didn't?" He purred slyly, tail twitching.
He gave a small shrug and leaned up against the can. "I suppose I don't have enough time to train them. I come in, act adorable, get food, and vamoose. I'm gone." He gave a small snicker at her. "You sound quite spoiled, panda-girl. Perhaps I was right about you being dainty? Anyway, you're quite lucky to have a home like that. Then again, I'd rather have the city as my backyard than being cooped up all day."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 10:19 pm
She shook her head almost increduously, sneering slightly up at him. "Pah! Compared to you, I almost prefer the garbage." Jassi stood lightly, ready in case he decided to bomb her with another load of his bedding. "Don't try to be coy, buddy. You and brains don't exactly seem to mesh either." She muttered sourly. But she listened, half-interested, to his story. "You should really stick around one place for awhile. They never give the good stuff to a random cat they pick up." She shook her head, taking as step back when he got off the trash can. He still smelled faintly of cherries but more of garbage than anything else.
She blushed heavily, growing hot under her fur. "I'm not spoiled. I just..." She looked away, glaring. Knowing that that was exactly what she sounded like, she hissed. "Well, I'm here aren't I? I can leave whenever I want. All day. Every day. I'm just lucky enough to have a home to go back to. " Surely even strays dreamt of a home. It didn't have to be confining. That was best left to the dogs. But that didn't mean she was still perturbed by his comment. "You know what I don't have to listen to you questioning how I live. Go find some other cat to torture." Jassi turned and made a few steps in progress towards the street again.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 10:37 pm
"Why, thank you princess panda-girl. I adore your very presence." He growled sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "And I suppose I could. It would break their poor little hearts to see me disappear though, no?" He frowned, brows furrowing. He twitched his tail boredly. There was truely no one else around?
"Just...?" He meowed, looking up boredly. He winced at the last comment. He did want a home. Someone to be around. Something to eat other than half-rotted fish and dry brown stuff. But.. He still wanted the freedom of the outdoors. His tail and ears drooped, eyes unreadable. His ears perked again at the sound of her leaving. "N-no!" He yelped, running towards her, tripping over his tail in the progress. "I-I mean... There might be dogs out. Wouldn't want pandie-girl to get eaten, right?" He gave a hopeful grin, standing by her, and staring into her black eyes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 11:05 pm
Jassi stopped when he made an attempt to chase after her. A realizing smirk grew on her face as she turned towards him again. "That's so sweet. You don't want me to go." She smiled with as much faux-innocence as she could muster. She smother her urage to laugh as he attempted to cover up for himself, stumbling as he went. She licked his cheek. "Don't even try, buddy boy." Listening to his somewhat explanation, she grinned. "So, did you go to see the Wizard about a heart within the past few minutes?" She teased.
The Wizard of Oz. One of the random movies she had picked up on with her two-leg dozed off in front of the black box. It certainly applied here. But when she caught sight of his hopeful face, she couldn't help but smile For real this time. "Fine. You got me. I'll stay." She rolled her eyes lightly. "If only for the sake of not getting munched on by freesia and lemon loving dogs. How's that?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 11:04 am
"Oh? You didn't know? He lives right in that garbage can over there," He meowed, rolling his eyes lightly. He gave a grin as she agreed. "Sounds great. Those mutts are rabid, you know. Just plain love freesia and lemon." His eyes widened a bit at the lick, but laughed it off. "....You smell like banana, still." He chuckled, licking a paw. "Perhaps you should go see that twoleg I mentioned? I'm sure she'd love to clean you up."
He dabbed the paw at her cheek, trying to wipe it off. "Sorry 'bout that. I usually miss hitting the cats that come by." He chuckled, licking his paw again.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 12:28 pm
Indigo laughed briefly at the thought. The wizard in a trash can. She raised a paw to her chest with a roll of her eyes. "So you could have possibly hit me with the wizard's banana peel? I feel so honored." She laughed lightly. And rabid freesia-and-lemon-loving street dogs? Please. Her ribs would start to hurt soon from laughing so hard. "Thanks for the offer, but I should probably give my two leg the honor. I couldn't imagine smelling like cherries." She smirked good-naturedly, pretending to be completely shocked.
She felt a shiver run down her spine when he dabbed softly at her cheek."Lucky me, I guess." She shrugged, trying to cover up her previous reaction. "So you enjoy hitting random cats with trash, fi they make the mistake of walking by you?" Another odd thought. Jassi stifled another laugh.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 11:11 am
"You should be," He mewed matter-of-factly, continuing to dab at her face lightly. "Ah, yes. The horror of smelling like cherries," He muttered, rolling his eyes. "Although, I'm sure I could've spotted a bottle of freesa and lemon? Ah well. Suit yourself." He gave a light shrug, licking his paw to moisten it again. He wrinkled his face in disgust. The thing tasted horrid.
He shook it off and dabbed lightly yet again. "Mhmm. Yup. Usually just those who look..Well, dainty enough," He chuckled, standing lightly in the case of an smack in the face.
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