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 Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:37 am
The calm before the storm.
Trials were coming up, and Riyo was stressed. Stressed in a good way, she supposed... If there was a good form of stress. Running a company was simple. You just barked orders and everyone nodded and got to work so they'd make their 8 seeds an hour... But a team. A team was different. She had to lead four other numbskulls through what she assumed would be dangerous and life-threatening situations. Not to mention one of them was a complete douche and the feline imagined he would resist her at every turn.
She needed help. Assistance.
... And what better way than looking for a book?
Nervously the bakeneko scuttled her way in, the clip clop of boots echoing through the aisles. She was headed for the self help section, fingers twitching and twiddling in front of her. Riyo was sure they'd have the book she was searching for. It was just a matter of finding it.
A sort of calm wiped over her as she started searching. It was so peaceful, and the scent of old books resonated in every corner. It had been awhile since the ghoul had time to visit this sacred place. Sort of like a reprieve in the middle of chaos. How lovely.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 6:41 pm
Indeed, it was a calm before the storm.
Everyone had been running around, trying to get groups together and making waves about the future trials to be, and it made Jack feel a little stranded by all the action. Admittedly, he also felt a little overwhelmed by all the noise - so naturally, he had started to stray back to the quietest place he could find - the Library, where most of the Boils and Ghouls would last look for him.
Sighing softly, he sunk in to his corner a little more, which was made by piles of books, cats lazing all over him, as if he was their territory. Not like it bothered him, it felt very comfortable, ultimately.
Hearing the sharp clicks of apparent heels, the nekogami's eyes ripped off the pages he was reading, eyebrows raised and ears alert, waiting for whomever had come to this oasis from the storm. After a few more moments of pregnant silence, he tested the waters, with a very quiet, "Hello, is there anyone there. . .?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 8:13 pm
How to Shave Your Toes? No. A Guide to Crafting Voodoo Dolls? Interesting, but no. Riyo was astonished at how many useless self-help guides there were cluttering the shelf.
Anyone there? The feline's ears perked as someone softly broke the silence like a pin dropping on tile. Red eyes darted down either side of the aisle as if expecting someone else to answer, but after several seconds of silence, it was safe to say that the hello was addressed at her. "Nope. Nobody here but a pair of talking phantom shoes." Riyo called back with that signature sarcasm coated voice.
Rubbing her chin, the ghoul continued her search. Clawed fingers danced across the spines of would-be targets carefully. "We come seeking elbow grease. Polish uuuus.. Polish UUUUUS!" It'd be real awkward if phantom shoes actually did exist. Oh, now what was this? How to be a Team Player for Complete and Total Idiots.
... She wasn't desperate enough for that.
Wait, did she smell other cats around?
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 9:23 pm
The disembodied voice had a sense of humour!
Perking his ears softly, he heard the answer, a soft voice with a small snark to it, something that elated the kitking greatly. His tail thumped softly as he heard the clacking of her shoes slowly come closer, singing a little amusing tale of shoes, and their wish for elbow grease, a content chortle trilling from his throat as he waited for the perfect opportunity. After a moment of silence, he swivelled his mask off from over his forehead, leaned over and fell in to the aisle way, hoping to catch sight of the phantom voice.
“Well, we’ll have to meet in the middle, will we not~?” He sung out, his glowing eyes reflecting off the soft floor, a few of his cats coming over to check on their meister, making him snicker with their prods and whiskers touching his face. “We’ll have to see you first, my feline friends may be able to help you, if they like you enough, I’m sure.” He tried to bade to whomever had found their way in to his haven, his tail thumping on the book pile he had made, in content.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:31 pm
Oh, the ghoul was trying to concentrate on what she was doing. She needed to focus, but when no offense was taken to what she thought was a pretty good verbal punch, curiosity started to nibble at her ankles.
The green glow on the floor caused her brows to furrow, standing up straight as she turned in that direction. What was that subtle thumping sound?
Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop. Her heels tread slowly towards the glow. Momentarily she stopped when the sudden movement caught her attention. Who... Was that?
"That's okay. I have my own cats. Many, in fact." Riyo stopped just short of leaving the aisle, leaning on the book case as she looked upon the scene. Oh sweet Jack no. Not another cat boil. She could barely stand Deacon as things stood! Which begged the question. Were all cat boils complete and utter douchebags?
Lowering her cat hood, the feline folded her arms and raised an eyebrow. "You plan on making a book fort? Might be better to start with the dictionaries as a foundation."
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 8:23 am
"Thesauruses are also a great way to start a fort, they're usually thick of useless information that I soak up like a sponge. I suppose, if one keeps building, they'll have a cozy home in the end. Something to amuse you for the years of foundation provided, also - I suppose." He answered seriously, eyes raised from the floor to take in the feline acquaintance who had made her introduction as-a-matter-of-factly - a proper lady, clothed very modestly, red eyes meeting green.
A wild smile cracked on his mouth, stretching almost eerily as he rolled on his back, picking up one of his cat friends, rubbing the feline on the cheeks, feeling the purr vibrate through the soft fur, in to his knuckles, before looking up at the bakeneko, shrugging.
"Besides, it's much nicer in here, than the chaos that is unveiling outside. Too noisy, and makes me feel skittish - I'm not terribly interested in trying the trials this year, but it's commendable to watch those who are figure things out. . . from the sidelines." He admitted, before shrugging again. He had a date with a little Kitsune to watch it anyways, and wouldn't ditch on her to play the hero, like the others were.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 3:15 pm
Oh, it appeared he was well-read. Certainly she could've assumed when she saw him surrounded with the pile of books, but any jackass could come in and pile books around themselves to appear smarter. "Yes, cozy and entertaining. But Sally help you if it rains." Okay, so this was turning out to be one of the better interactions the ghoul had experienced since coming to Amityville. He wasn't calling her names, grabbing at her, aiming a fist at her face, or taking off his shirt. If things remained this way, the ghoul might have to worry about Hell freezing over.
And he was kind to cats. Sure, most people expected as much from a fellow feline, but she had seen some with a lack of affiliation to their own species. Riyo could do without the smile, though. "You must not be in the position of chaos a lot." The ghoul mused. She'd seen her fair share of it all through her life, whether from a business perspective or a 'b***h, yo' life is in danger!' perspective. "At least in this chaos, you can see what's going on, and get a feel of what's going to happen. I'd choose this over unsettling silence any day." True, she liked peaceful moments (as few and far between as they were), but when they carried on for too long...
"Anyways." Shaking herself out of the funk, Riyo allowed her back to slide down the length of the bookcase until she was seated. Generally when someone confronted her with interaction, she'd attempt a hasty retreat after a couple of insults, but he was interesting. She couldn't really put a finger on it, but something about him made her want to stay and talk for awhile. Enjoy a moment of quiet. "You seem to be someone who likes to learn. Wouldn't you enjoy the opportunity to earn your way into something like the exchange program?" That had been her reasoning, at least.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:10 pm
"I can only hope that gravity will keep it's course, I suppose." He quipped back at the rain statement, lidding his eyes and shrugging. She was a fun one - full of sarcasm and wit - something that he had no come across for a while now, and it was just glorious fun to volley words at each other, each statement one-upping the other in an attempt to stumble. It was a good idea to come to the library today.
"But, alas, you are incorrect in your stipulation. Chaos and I are best friends." He stated, leaning himself back up, he dusted off his shirt, pushing any unseen dirt off him - for he felt a little disheveled beside her proper ways, he was always the kind to just throw a shirt on and run. "I've done many a time where I've grabbed all I've own and bolted - nothing is more invigorating than having fire on your feet and sharp teeth at your tail, trying to catch you as you evade . . . well," he paused, amused by his past life, "One's personal lifestyles, I guess. I just would sometimes rather a day of sunlight and a good book over . . this."
"And, to be honest" he started, before flipping through a book idly, "I'm just starting to get my feet wet again when it comes to schooling, I had a . . .disagreement with something in my past and had to depart for a while. . . a lot changed while I was away, time is no one's friend it seems." He admitted, not feeling really up to ruining his day with semantics of his history, waving a hand in the air before looking to the well dressed feline in front of him.
"What kind of reading material were you searching for, by the way, maybe I could assist? I mean, I'm mostly well versed in music, but I have my head about this place, it seems."
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2012 7:46 pm
Incorrect, huh? Riyo didn't seem impressed when the boil conveyed his close friendship with an idea, her hands idly folding into her pockets as she listened. "If you're such a good friend, why do you run from him?" Sure, she could do personification. "I've never had the opportunity to flee from chaos. So I deal with him." In her own way, which wasn't really dealing with him at all. Riyo ignored her situation more than she tried to remedy it. Running away without really going anywhere.
Though, the fact that he had disappeared from school piqued her interests. Why had he left? What kind of past did he have? The bakeneko wouldn't ask, though. These things were best left up to the imagination for now.
Riyo was pulled from her thoughts when Jack asked what she'd come here for. "I can find it myself." Generally the feline made a rule to not accept help when she didn't need it (even sometimes when she did), but moreover it would've been a little... Embarrassing to admit what she was looking for. While she was quite aware she needed help in leadership, the idea might've been absurd to anyone else.
"You should just... Go back to whatever you were doing. I'm sure I won't be here long." Even if she wanted to pet his kitties, there were important things to attend to!
Glancing back to the section she'd exited, the ghoul continued to skim the self-help books with mild interest. Nerpin Sorry it took me so long to tag! ;n;
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 10:35 am
"You can't always please such a demanding friend." He offered up, before leaning back in to his chair-o-books, his cats whining and mewling as they shifted around, a little miffed at the cat-king's movements, displacing them from the warmth.
Opening his book again, he looked down at the words, the world just about opening up in his mind again, he held off the want to sink in to the story as he listened to her. "I am unsure what you are searching for, but you seem pretty adament about finding it. So If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. . . I mean it. You can always find me if you need someone to talk to." He offered to her, hoping she would answer him before doing whatever it was she was doing.
"I'm always willing to talk to a feline - no matter what the cost."Sexy Cocaine OMG. I SWEAR I HAD THOUGHT I REPLIED TO THIS SORRY /cri. We can end this here, if you'd like.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 3:57 pm
He was right about that. Riyo knew full well Jack was right about the dissatisfied state chaos often refused to leave, but instead of agreeing to his truth, the ghoul simply dropped it.
How to Lead a Team Through Life-Threatening Situations.
... That was oddly specific, but just what she was looking for.
Carefully, the ghoul slid the book out of its perfect place upon the shelf and dusted it off. Had this not been used recently? Probably why everybody sucked at keeping each other alive.
The fact that he seemed so anxious to help was very strange. As Riyo tucked the book under her arm, she listened to him continue to assure her he was there to talk. Talking. Psch. Riyo didn't need to talk about anything.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sure I can take a guess at where I'd find you." Not that she WOULD. But that was beside the point now.
"Uh. Enjoy your books, then." Those last words were followed by a retreating sound of clip-clopping. The thought of offering an ear seemed practically worthless to her now, but some day she might find herself interested in such a generous proposition.Nerpin :'D It's okay! It happens. I guess we'll call that a wrap. <3
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