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 Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 12:47 am
Sitting on top of a parked Sedan, Zirconia sat on her two back feet, muttering and swearing and occasionally making frustrated gestures at the moon. Everyone was stupid. Everyone was dramatic, and after getting an inflammatory text from Zia's mother further cementing she had no functioning family as a guardian cat or a human, she needed to pull over and calm her s**t down.
Instead, she'd just transformed into her most comfortable form and sat on top of the car, shifting from obsessively grooming her tail and head to her frenzied muttering and pacing and just holding her head.
She didn't want to go home, she didn't want to go pester a Blood Moon Court member, she wasn't even sure she wanted to get back in the car and drive somewhere. She was just reserving this little moment for a mild to moderate freak out. It might not have been the smartest move. She wasn't even paying attention to any other signatures in the area (Though, she at least had to common sense to do a quick scan over for any nearby youma before bothering to get out of her car at night and make sure she didn't shift forms in front of any civilians or enemies.)
It was frustrating, infuriating, and a zillion other adjectives and it seemed to affect most everyone around her. Can't we all just get along?!
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 4:13 pm
There was humming.
Definitely humming. Coming from nearby that seemed to have the tune of some sort of circus music. The humming was accompanied by the jingling of a bell about a small cat's neck.
Eventually, the humming stopped, and a familiar voice called out from on the ground. "Permission to come aboard!" From where she was at, the small manx cat sat her rump down on the ground and looked up to the hood of the car, patiently waiting for permission to join the other cat she had spotted on the top of the car.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 5:20 pm
Zirconia had paused, tuning in to humming. Familiar humming, and jingling. She recognized that cat.
And then 'Permission to come aboard!'
She whipped her head around to look over her shoulder to see ********* before turning her whole body and flopping low on her belly to look at her. First her eyes narrowed and a quick 'no!' was on the tip of her tongue, but then, after thinking it over, she pointed a furry paw to the top of the hood from her perch, just slightly higher on the top of the car. "You can climb around on there. You probably couldn't get all the way up here anyway," She stated, not even bothering to hide the fact she sounded like a petty child.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 11:42 am
The tone had been caught, and ********* couldn't help but let out a giggle as she backed up a bit. She glanced up to the hood of the car, seemed to tense up about her shoulders. Her head bobbed up and down a bit as she seemed to judge the distance. There was a slight pause before the smaller cat sprang into the air, landing onto the hood of the car with a slight WHUMP.
Toddling on closer to where the lilac colored feline was perched, ********* offered a sincere "Thank you, Zirconia!" When she was close enough, her hind legs settled down to sitting.
"So, how have things been going for you lately? The work of a guardian is never done, am I right?" The last part had obviously been meant as a joke, for a lighthearted chuckle escaped the rounder of the pair.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 3:07 am
Zirconia continued to lean over the windshield, but when ********* asked, she let out a long groan of agony and let her forepaws hang limp down on either sides of her lowered head.
"Everyone's horrid," She stated, fur pricking up as she mentally thought of some specific instances, most of them she wouldn't tell ********* since they qualified as BMC secrets. "Horrid, horrid children. Wouldn't it have been easier to awaken senshi yeeears ago so they wouldn't all be hormonal teenagers by now?" Zirconia still didn't quite know how this White Moon thing worked if they didn't have a system to keep track of who was who instead of these scavenger hunts.
"And this human bullshit. Human families are dumb. Pretending to be human is dumb. Everyone's dumb!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 12:22 pm
It seemed as if the manx had touched upon a rather tender subject. Her ears bent back slightly before resuming their normal upright position, but otherwise, she kept up the usual pleasant appearance she had. Attentive eyes and an interested smile all for Zirconia.
When the complaints had seemed to stop for a brief moment, a polite laugh couldn't help but escape the tailless one. "Well, chibi senshi are not exactly much easier to handle from what I have seen. Children have their own set of problems. Though, the problems are more miniscule in comparison to the life of a teenager."
After giving her two cents about awakening senshi years earlier, the manx then offered "I am curious as to why they are horrid and how the human family is dreadful." She paused before adding "I cannot fight off that natural curiosity... would you be kind enough to humor me?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 2:06 pm
"Children are trained easier," Zirconia snorted, purposefully overlooking the fact that there wasn't room for a lot of boot camp style training over several years when the negaverse was right there needing to be dealt with.
"They bicker," She answered, trying to keep it as vague as possible. She wasn't about to announce it was a faction called the BMC and there was a split within them, but her need to spill her guts at frequent intervals kept her from being entirely tight lipped about it. "They bicker and fight and stamp their feet and storm out. And humans..." She flipped over in a drawn out, dramatic reaction.
"Apparently the human father is angry at the brother who said something antagonizing to the mother who is communicating by text messaging which is impersonal and bad for some reason and it has something to do with me not holding down a human job and it's all very unimportant but frustratingly frequent and they never shut up."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 7:44 pm
********* smirked slightly at Zirconia's choice of words. "So, you'd rather the senshi be more like pets?" She could sense the irony, seeing as they were both cats. However, the manx didn't point out the irony more blatantly since her companion was ranting. Interrupting ranting could cause problems. She just smiled pleasantly and nodded her head when it seemed that for a moment the other cat had finished her piece.
"Soooo... your senshi get touchy if they happen to disagree? I am just making certain I am understanding this correctly." ********* picked up her paw and drew to to her mouth for a moment, almost as if she was trying to put a finger to her lip. "That sounds like my girls as well." There was a strange sincerity to ********* voice as she confessed such a simple fact. Yet, despite having her own issues, the manx certainly seemed far more chipper.
The human family issues were things she was not necessarily as familiar with. "So the overall jist I am getting is... that someone in your family wants you to have a job, and you do not? Or am I over simplifying this?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2011 11:51 pm
"Not really," Zirconia could only pout at the pets comment. It would certainly make things easier, but she knew that was a horrible way to think of her babies.
"...It would've been better if we still had... I mean, our captain made it easier... talking everyone into working together. I am not so good at it," She said with a long sigh. Zirconia was not good at full time guardianing, even back home. She was an aggressive skirmish tactician but Nehelenia and Aphrodite were more of the 'big picture' and political experts. Now with Ares in charge and Zirconia agreeing with her 98% of the time, there was no room for debate, and no one to challenge the vicious approaches as they were conceived. At least no one that seemed to matter. The White Moon BMC members might've been white noise half the time. Zirconia would never think of them as equals to their Black Moon counterparts.
"They get so touchy they storm out," She snorted, trying to pull herself out of her own rambling thoughts. And as far as the human stuff, "I don't honestly know, they never say what they really mean, they talk in weird code." The weird code of the passive aggressive arguing within the Connolly family.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 1:45 pm
Ah storming out. It was a classic aggressive avoidance maneuver if ********* had ever heard one. Make yourself seem scary and upset before leaving, but the point it that the person was leaving in the end. Iris had always seemed the sort who could storm out, but it was a saving grace that to this day, this senshi's avoidance maneuvers were less aggressive.
"For your senshi... have you ever attempted speaking to the stormer... after a cool off period? Or do you leave them to wallow in their own anger?" The manx stretched her neck up as tall as she could so she could get a better look at Zirconia. Alas, the human family thing was not something she could really relate to. Certainly, ********* knew humans and dealt with them on a daily basis, but her involvement at best with most of them was on a pet-like basis. There wasn't nearly as much drama to it as being more involved than a pet.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 12:45 pm
"I am going to speak to her when I find her!" Zirconia announced like she was making an determined ultimatum for the future. If she had any idea what was going on without her knowledge she probably would've felt like an idiot.
And then she sighed a little. She really wasn't quite sure what she would talk to her about. She couldn't think of a way to approach Ares without outright saying she was totally right or totally opposed and neither would solve anything.
"Did you find your missing girls?" Zirconia asked, scratching under her chin in thought when she remembered ********* had said she was in the same spot last time they met, the missing senshi and all.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:35 am
That was a very good sign. Zirconia was asking ********* a question rather than continuing to spiral down in her own problems and worries. If ********* hadn't already been wearing a smile, it would have just formed on her maw now. However, she was already wearing a smile, so now all it could do was merely get a bit bigger.
"I found some of my girls, yes. Still not all of them, but even finding some in this city is quite an accomplishment." She giggled slightly, since somewhere in the back of her mind, she acknowledged the fact that Parthenope was not exactly a girl, despite the label. "I am still missing Victoria, Egeria, and Eunomia though... if you happen to meet any senshi by those names and they have not met me before... do you think you could let me know?"
The manx leaned her head against the glass of the windshield, eyes looking to Zirconia in a nearly puppy-like manner. "It would be really helpful!" she added in a nearly sing-song manner.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 11:34 pm
"...I guess it is," Zirconia wasn't really tuned in to how much of an accomplishment that could be, especially with this whole ******** of senshi reborn in this one city on this one planet. But she had a hell of a time finding the parallels when she arrived, and they were already awakened!
"Eut--! No, Eunomia, nevermind." For a second she had misheard the last half of Eunomia's name and for a second had a small fear she would have to relinquish one of her... 'boys'. Poor Euterpe was almost in the same boat as Parthanope if only because her 'girls' were all senshi and her adopted 'boys' were knights and a cavalier. Euterpe broke pattern and ended up lumped in with the girls in spite of her blatant sexist expectations separating her babies by gender.
"If they come my way, I'll point them towards you, then," She said with a nod, just double checking mentally to make sure they weren't accidentally in the fresh batch of recruits.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 11:47 am
Not even bothering to budge her head from its current resting spot, ********* couldn't help but smile gratefully towards the other cat. "Thank you, much appreciated, Zirconia!"
She did notice the brief comment that the other had made, but the manx was quick to figure out she probably misheard.
"So, I have to ask... what sort of car is this? I've never been all that good with car stuff..." Considering how possessive the fluffier cat had been acting in regards to the vehicle perch, the manx could only assume that this car belonged to the human-version of Zirconia.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2011 4:02 am
"It is..." Zirconia had to stop and remember a foreign memory and get a bit of talking to in her head before she could successfully get out the precise name. "A... Chevrolet Impala. What a strange name for a contraption," She muttered to herself, looking into the windshield upside down through her front paws. What did gazelles have to do with Earth machinery?
"It's new, but it doesn't look like it because human me is rather terrible at operating it," She said with a bit of an exasperated sigh. Zia would love to bring up the time Zirconia was desperate for a scratching post and used the upholstery.
"I'll bet we could go somewhere in it," Zirconia said without thinking. The fact her paws couldn't reach the pedals, and if they could people wouldn't react casually to cats driving, didn't really occur to her.
She curled in to the open driver's side window and tumbled right into the seat with an embarrassing mewl and bounce on impact.
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