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 Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:34 pm
It had been extremely funny in his mind, when Veer'd been plotting an excuse to show up amongst the cats again. A quick foray out to the corner store, a little under a dollar, and a surprisingly heavy plastic bag rattled in his hand as Al-Janah finally stepped through the mirror and out into Leto's apartment. Metal clicked against metal, and he shivered back into his civilian form, shoulders relaxing.
"Here kitty kitty?" His tone was teasing in a brightly amused fashion, a hand on the bathroom door to nudge it open and poke his head out in search of Leto. He hadn't put his hair up, not this time, not when she was still fuzzy herself. It hung limply into his eyes, curled into the very edge of his grin, toyed with the wicked expression on his face.
"I brought you a present."
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 2:50 pm
Quinn narrowed her eyes when she heard the familiar voice of Veer calling out in her apartment. Obviously he was incredibly unaware of the fact that she and Navi were no longer cats. Here kitty kitty, seriously? Well wouldn't he be surprised when he saw that Quinn was in her kitchen, with two legs rather than four.
"In the kitchennnn~" she called out to him, a smirk spread across her freshly glossed lips. She wasn't much for makeup, but after being a ******** cat for a week, freshening up a little bit felt pretty damn good.
When he finally got into the kitchen, he would find her sitting crossed-legged on her countertop, a can of soda in hand and a big grin on her face.
"What'd you bring me?" An eyebrow raised when she eyed the plastic bag in his hand.
Little did he know that besides being human again, she had a surprise for him as well.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 7:53 am
His own eyes were impossibly bright as he stepped into the doorway -- and then his expression fell, fading into something almost sad. Joke ruined, the plastic bag swinging from two fingers, he thought for a moment before dragging up his smile again. He could work with this."
"Oh. You're human again. Damn." Veer fished out two cans of cat food and lobbed the first one in her direction, trying not to wonder what, exactly, made her lips look so fascinating right now.
"Well, maybe you'll still have a taste for this." His grin grew as he tossed the second one, trailing in the first can's wake. She'd have to scramble to catch both.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 11:17 am
Quinn couldn't help but laugh quietly at the sad expression that fell upon his face when he realized that she was no longer a cat.
"Didn't you get the memo?" Her head tilted to the side for a brief moment while he dug the cans out of his bag. Her eyes widened only slightly when she realized he was throwing things at her and unfortunately she did not maintain her cat-like reflexes when she became human again.
Her legs uncrossed on the counter and she leaned to the side in an attempt to catch the first can. But when she saw the second was flying at her quickly after the first, she leaned too far to attempt to catch it (and miss) and tumbled off of the counter-top.
The second can went flying past, hit a cupboard and clattered to the ground while she gripped the first in her hand. She burst into laughter at her clumsiness and remained on the ground for a few moments, giggling hysterically.
Until she realized that he had thrown cat food at her. The laughter stopped and she pushed herself to her feet, then stalked over to Veer.
She jabbed the can at him. "You're hilarious," she said sarcastically, her grin reappearing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:15 pm
"I am hilarious." Should he have been afraid of repercussion? Maybe -- but he wasn't. Instead he grinned down at her, more than a little bit pleased with himself. Veer balled up the bag and tossed it past her toward the garbage can. It missed. He didn't care. She'd done way worse trying to catch that cat food can, had shown herself to be clumsier than him, in this regard. It was adorable.
"Hilarious, smart, attractive. I am a God among men." He wiggled his eyebrows, with this, every tooth in his head flashing in his grin, and reached out to take the can, considering the pop tab. "Do you need me to open it for you? Get a plate? mix it with some water or something?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:36 pm
She pursed her lips and rolled a shoulder in a shrug. "You're alright I guess." She said with a wink.
"But...." She pulled her henshin pen out of her pocket (where she always kept it) and called out her familiar phrase, turning her from Quinn into Eternal Sailor Leto in a matter of seconds.
As soon as she was henshined, she grabbed him by his shirt collar and shoved him roughly against the wall.
"If you ever bring me cat food again, I'll kick your a** and won't be kissing it better. .... No matter how hilarious, smart, attractive and godly you may be." She flashed him a smile, keeping him pressed against the wall.
She knew better than to henshin in her apartment, especially as an Eternal, but she really couldn't wait any longer before showing off at least a little bit.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 5:34 pm
The women in Veer's life really were something; pushing and shoving, tackling and pinning him. Maybe that wasn't entirely health, but Veer at least didn't seem to mind it. He blinked, up against the wall, unconcerned fading toward amused, tipping his head so that red hair would tumble down out of his eyes and he could look Leto over properly.
Not a bad look. The skirt a little shorter. The boots a little more badass. The dress a little lower cut. There were more details than that, of course, but Veer, at least, took in these important ones.
He grinned again, unabashed and unashamed and, well, not properly chastised either. It seemed very likely that cat food would be appearing randomly in Quinn's apartment for a while. "This seems like overkill."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 10:22 am
In Leto's defense, the first time she pinned him they were supposed to be fighting. And this time? There really was no excuse besides the fact that she had a temper and the cat thing got old awfully quick.
She narrowed her eyes as she watched his own look her over. Okay, so expecting any sort of compliment from Veer was probably stupid. She didn't need him to tell her what he was looking at, and she was suddenly all too aware of how short her skirt was.
Leto swallowed hard, and after a moment's thought she released the grip she had on his collar. Taking a few steps back, she put her hands on her hips and tried to kick her stupid long dangly bits out of her way so she wouldn't step on them. Practicality was obviously lost on whoever designed these outfits.
"Have you heard? I'm Vice Captain now," she said, a smug look on her face as she chose to ignore his comment about overkill. For Leto that meant no more kissing- being a Captain of any sort was srs bsns, afterall.
"And I'm a ******** Eternal." Yep, pretty much the coolest thing ever.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:15 am
Once she let go, he sagged against the wall, reaching up to straighten his collar and flick hair back out of his face. Vice Captain or not, Veer didn't look terribly concerned, didn't look flustered or awed the way she might want, just amused and curious. He folded arms over his chest and thought about it.
"...uh huh." His smile grew just a notch, pausing to consider his words. Not to choose the most diplomatic, no, but instead to choose the funniest, the ones most likely to get under her skin. His eyes fell onto the garter around her leg and both eyebrows raised.
He reached out to tug on it; a quick pull-and-release that would snap the belt back against her leg. It was horrendously unwise, but no one had ever accused Veer of having common sense. "It's very nice, if a bit impractical."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:34 am
And get under her skin was exactly what he did. Her eyes widened for the brief moment that his hand touched her leg... But the look of shock quickly disappeared after he snapped the garter and it settled in to one of annoyance with a hint of anger.
She wouldn't chastise him as a civilian. As long as he was Veer instead of Al-Janah, she wasn't his Captain- she was just a Senshi with giant buttwings. So instead of verbally (or physically) reprimanding him as Leto, she powered down.
When she was Quinn again, she smacked him. Not quite hard enough to leave a mark or hurt all that badly, but enough to get her point across.
"Whatever, you wear high heels," she muttered. She was blushing and she was definitely the only flustered one between the two of them.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 1:59 pm
Was there a reprimand on the planet -- or, hell, on any other planet, while they were at it -- that would get through Veer's thick skull? She'd scolded him before, after all, to little or no effect. And she wasn't the only one; Lydia, as Navi, had had some marginal success, but through the years, people had generally failed to get Veer to do what they want.
Her blushing didn't help with the matter. His face turned as she hit him, a hand going up to his cheek and eyes wide with mock horror, but he was laughing after mere seconds, unable to hold the expression.
"If you keep hitting me and pushing me around like that, it's going to start losing all meaning, you know." He wasn't wearing heels now, instead back to his battered-but-badass flame-toed shoes. Slouching as he was, it put him almost at her height, eyes bright. "Or maybe I'll start taking it the wrong way."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 2:05 pm
She rolled her eyes as his stupid horrified face, knowing full well that he was mocking her. And then came the laughter and she couldn't help but sigh heavily. She really didn't know why she let herself get so frustrated by him- she was fully aware of the fact that he wasn't taking it seriously (not that there was anything serious about cat food) anyway.
Her arms crossed under her chest and she eyed him curiously. "At least I hit you as Quinn and not Leto... And what other way could you possibly take me hitting you?"
He was right though. If she kept doing it it wouldn't mean much, so she would have to start coming up with creative ways to reprimand him- at least as his Captain.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 12:40 pm
What reasons indeed would she have for hitting him? His eyes were still bright, hand dropping from his cheek, the sting of it faded away to a mere memory. She was his Captain, maybe, but she certainly didn't intimidate him, Eternal or no. He wasn't afraid of her. It wasn't exactly disrespect, though perhaps in some ways it was disrespectful -- it was just an old fashioned disregard for any kind of authority.
He wiggled his eyebrows, meaningfully, straightening to ease forward one step. Just one. It didn't quite bring him up against her, but it was maybe a bit too close. "Any excuse for physical contact."
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 6:55 pm
She stood her ground when he took that single step forward- the last thing she wanted to do was back down to anyone, let alone him.
Her chin tilted upward so she could stare up at him, her arms remaining crossed while she thought about what he said. An eyebrow raised only slightly. "Do you really think I need to touch you that badly? That you're soooooooo irresistable to me and I just can't help myself?"
Her anger and annoyance from the cans of cat food quickly subsided and she was grinning up at him.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 8:30 am
For a moment -- just a moment -- his expression held something serious, something thoughtful, looking down at her face. One of his hands started to come up and he shifted the tiniest bit, half a step, like he was going to ease in just a little closer. It looked wrong on him, like he was under some kind of spell, mouth shifting --
And then it broke. Instead of clinging to that serious edge, he knocked her lightly under the chin with his fist, too lightly to even knock her head back, the faintest echo of revenge for her own slap. He smiled again, hauling it across his face to hide whatever had been there before, and raised both eyebrows.
"I assume it's the hair. That or you have a thing for brown men." He tipped his head to one side, and gestured up toward his face.
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