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 Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2014 9:37 am
The sun had not yet broken the horizon but the dark night sky was beginning to lighten.-->Pinks, oranges and yellows filled the eastern sky; and to the west, purples and blues tried to hold onto their control.
Sailor Phact stood by a lake that allowed her to view the center of the two worlds. Light and dark. Chaos and order. All had their place and all had their time. But what if one out did the other?
Her eyes glanced towards the setting moon, a few more moments and it would disappear for another day as the warmth from the rising sun took to the sky. Oh irony. They were white moon senshi. The object they were drawn to thrived in the night. However, everyday people felt that in the dark, chaos won.
Smiling softly, Phact was surprised when she felt a light pressure on her shoulder. A turn of her head showed that she was no longer alone. Several of the doves she had begun caring for in the area not far from DCU had decided to join her, hoping for an early morning treat. She had found escape here since starting school and they had been ones she had made an effort to know. It appeared they were starting to trust her.
Reaching up with her left hand, Phact was granted permission to pet the soft feathers of the bird as she looked back at the few behind her on the ground. ”I’m sorry friends.” She responded turning her eyes back to the sky. "I don’t have anything for you today but maybe I’ll come back with dinner."
That seemed to invite a ruffling of feathers behind her.
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 5:35 pm
Faust had been watching for hours.
In reality, he spent little more than ten minutes stalking the slow congregation of doves as they drew toward a lake where a black-haired girl stood. He crept and he crawled, he stayed flattened to the ground, he kept his chatter to something approximated to bird calls while they cooed and cawed toward each other. Faust proved the ultimate hunter in these moments - and he fully intended to prove it to the world.
For too long, Quenton had taken care of him in providing food daily by grinding up chicken young and feeding him lke clockwork. It was now time for him to prove his hunting prowess and give back to the blonde youth, even if he wouldn't actually take the time to cook and eat the kill. As a cat, it was his sworn duty to murder ceaselessly, and largely for sport - especially when he received routine meals.
Okay, maybe he was just bored.
That didn't make his endeavors this early morning any less serious.
When he was certain of his window to strike, Faust carefully wriggled his posterior before launching into an impressive pounce, claws drawn, teeth displayed, and managed to latch onto one of the birds as the majority fluttered away in a panicked scatter. Teeth sunk into the captive dove's neck while Faust ruthlessly shook his prey, effectively snapping its neck and putting it out of its misery all too soon (he often suffered from Premature Death Syndrome, which rendered hunting rather depressing when he couldn't play with his catch).
However, he still rolled onto his back with the dead bird and kicked at it with hind legs uselessly in simulation of such struggles. It felt a little more real, anyway.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the girl again, who seemed to take interest in his exceptional hunting prowess activities.
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 9:14 am
It was mornings like this that made her happy to be alive. Everything seemed to be pointing towards a very good day.
Until something smacked her in the back of the head.
Stepping forward to catch her balance from the force, Phact's peripheral vision caught a flood of whites and grays heading for the tree line across from the lake she had been standing near. For a moment, she was surrounded by beating wings and then they were gone. All that was left was a few feathers and poop.
"What in the world?" Her voice was confused as senshi watched them fly. And then it dawned on her that something had to have scared them. But what or who would have been out at this hour?
The light blub that went off in her mind caused her back and shoulders to straighten and stiffen. Halfway turning in a slow stuttering motion, red eyes enlarged to the size of saucers as she say the mix of feathers and blood. The cause was clear as day: A cat.
A cat that was still laying there playing with one of her birds. A cat that had taken its life for what reason? Oh he was too fat to be a stray so this was nothing but sport! How she hated that ball of fur in this moment
"You mangy, good for nothing feline!" Phact completely turned her body and began stomping towards the creature. Ruby red eyes were narrowing. "Drop him this instant you murder." She was closing the distance quickly and appeared to be almost ready to punt the 'poor' thing.
Instead, as she came close enough to attempt to reach for it, Phact's hand was aiming for its scruff. It was time to shake some sense into the animal.
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 8:31 am
Faust yowled back plaintively, teeth firmly planted in his fresh catch. The bird still fought desperately for freedom by beating its wings erratically, though it managed little more than forcing the cat to blink. Finally Faust spat the bird out (with a resounding ptooh!, only to pin it to the ground using a paw. "Yo, I know you work and eat and all that s**t, but some of us gotta hunt. " Yeah, fat chance by looking at him. Overwhelming evidence pointed to the feline eating well, courtesy of Quenton.
Knowing this, Faust finally gave up the ruse and shifted to a seated position, though his paw still rested on the slowly capitulating bird. "A'ight look, I hunt birds when I ain't huntin' youma. They like target practice, you dig? Ain't no big deal when one goes missin', 'cuz they make like fifty thousand or some s**t." The extent of Faust's knowledge over birds consisted of how to hunt them, and that they laid eggs. Anything more than that was lost on the cat, and probably for good reason.
However, he harbored no intention of releasing the bird, no matter how Phact stomped to scare him off. Instead he sat plainly, paw still resting on a now immobile bird.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2014 7:37 pm
Had this been a year ago, the cat speaking back to her would have sent Delilah White running. However, Sailor Phact on the other hand, just stood there, a foot or so away from the fur bag, glaring down at him with her arms crossed. "And you expect me to believe you have to hunt to survive? Please. You might have claws but they are not providing you with any substance outside of sport. "
Phact dropped into a squatting position and glared at the fluff ball. "So you intend to stand there atop of it like it's a snake and let the poor creature bleed out?" Her hand reached out to the wing of the bird before those red eyes shot darkly at the cat. "You might be the first guardian cat I have met that wants to keep it's feline traits."
Reaching out, Phact made a grab for the scruff of the cat's neck. "So you want to make one of my doves just another causality of cat fun? The creatures can't even hold their own. They are worse than the us senshi in being able to do anything."
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2014 6:49 pm
"Uh. Yeah." Was this girl really so new to feline antics that it came as a surprise? Faust glanced down toward the bird with little remorse - only confusion. The hell is she goin' on about? This ain't a peace treaty between all birds and cats. I'm in a war.
"Yo, look. This s**t is real. We're in the middle of a damn war, lady. The hell's it gonna do for me to go pussyfootin' around with birds n' s**t? If I can't hunt somethin', then I got no chance when some youma decides to stare me down like dinner. And if that means some damn bird's gotta go, better him than me. 'Sides, aren't there more doves than people in the world or somethin' like that?" The cat's protests tapered off into grumbles while he tried to sort out the information. Either doves, or pigeons, or chickens... He wasn't fully aware of the facts, nor did he particularly care.
Huffing, Faust drew himself up as imperiously as possible. "Since when did this turn into a 'grill the cat' shitshow? You're a senshi. What'chu doin' standin' around with yo thumbs up your a** right now, anyway? Shouldn't you be patrollin'?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 10:51 am
Her hands balled into fist and red eyes became slits. This was one of the more annoying fur-balls she had met. Sometimes she wondered why cats were given the gift of speech. Why not dogs? At least they were more positive.
"And shouldn't you be looking for new senshi to awaken and bring into this so called nightmare?" Her voice was short with the cat. Even the munchkin of a kitten that awaken her had left a slightly sour taste in her mouth. Oh it was taking every fiber of Phact's being not to stomp her way over there and just punt that mangy flea back straight to the moon.
The moon...
Suddenly, and as quickly as the beating of a birds wing, Phact's entire face changed. From raging annoyance and anger to realization. He was a talking cat. A talking, guardian cat.
Maybe...just maybe...
Completely closing the distance, she came to squat down in front of him, as close to cat level as she could without laying on her stomach.
"Do you have access to those Moon Pearls?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2014 11:09 am
"Damn straight," he shot back, before realizing he just implicated himself in idly wasting time. Carefully Faust reasserted himself by puffing his chest out. "I mean, that's how I spend most o' my time. This town ain't exactly brimming with unawakened seeds, you know. You gotta sleuth 'em out, like one o' those detective types. You gotta have a nose for it, and keep that nose on the tip of its game." Yeah, that's right. Keep it cool n' smooth. She'll walk away thinkin' your one fine feline, Faust. All you gotta do is play it like you know it all.
The sudden squat to improvised eye level startled the furry beast, and he leaned backward a moment before he remembered his tough guy routine took precedence. Straightening up once more, he looked the black-haired teen straight in the eye while he delivered his confirmation. "Damn right I do. Been to the moon, too. Founding of the Black Watch, n' all that."
Faust turned around immediately, brandishing his curled stump of a tail toward the senshi while he dug about in the dirt, paws flailing to reach the basin of subspace where he could withdraw one of the fabled moon pearls. Once he caught sight of his treasure, the cat stooped into the shallow hole to seize the small length of chain made to imitate a cell phone bauble. He whipped around suddenly, prize in teeth, to greet Phact with the object of her inquiry.
Unfortunately, speaking around the pearl proved harder than he thought. "Goshdaoh fright, ain' it?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2014 11:53 am
"I would disagree with you there but hey, I don't know what sets them off." Phact commented as she, of course, caught the self implication. Sometimes we speak before we think about what we are doing.
But now, she ignored all that, so focused was she on the moon pearl he held in his mouth that she looked more in awe than anything. Her hand twitched outward, reaching for the item she had been searching for. Ever since hearing about being able to go to the moon, Phact had been trying to get one of these....
But shaking her head, she came out of her daze, though her hand reached out for it. "The Black Watch?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 10:44 pm
"'Eah. Fwah Fwauh."
The cat turned cheek to spit the pearl unceremoniously. "Lemme give you a lowdown on that s**t. So!" Faust settled in to stand as grandly as his furry body allowed. "Black Watch is this organization, you see, that my man Blondie- err, Thraen, came up with. Basically a bunch o' senshi band together to help each other out, like supplies or places to stay and s**t. An' there's other s**t to do, like go to other planets and dig s**t up. Sounds kinda weird to me, but whatever. Thraen's a weird dude.
"Anyway, there's a whole council behind it that decides what to do. I kinda fell asleep through the politics of it, s**t's dry as an old dead mouse, so I dunno who's in charge. But anyone's welcome to be a member. An' if you'd like to join, I can give 'im a heads up, and uh, find out who the hell's in charge.
"Maybe you can go to the moon and dig s**t up too," he added as he circled around the pearl and kicked it toward her with one of his back feet. "It's goddamn dead up there, don't you know. An' you can only get up there at a full moon for some reason. That little b***h right there'll glow. That's how you know."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 7:32 pm
Sailor Phact was only half listening as her hand twitched outward, gathering the pearl in her hand. This! This is what she had been searching for to get to her goal. The moon was her prize as the Earth itself seemed...so limited. Not to mention there were so many answers no one could explain to her and Phact hated it. She hated being part of this war and not knowing the truth or at least why her side was fighting.
Personal reasons were not enough.
As for the answer to her question, Phact was only half way listening. Honestly, she didn't care. She was less than impressed by any so called organization Order formed. None of them were strong enough to do what they needed to do and all fought for too personal of a reason. They would never win against the negaverus as they were...
"So it will let me know when I can go? Good." Phact held the pearl close and smiled before glancing down. Her smile quickly faded as she leaned over and rubbed his ears. "That was for the pearl." She smiled but her face soon dropped and she reached around and smacked the feline on the a**. "And that my bird."
Standing up, she glanced back at the feline. "Who are you anyway?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 1:15 pm
Faust happily purred into the scritches, short-lived as they were, and grunted in surprise when Phact clapped him on the a**. His rear end rebounded slightly, lifting hind legs off the ground before bouncing back and shooting the senshi an offended glare. His ears laid flat against skull and he stalked to the side, showing his puff in indignation. "Hell, a cat's gotta eat. I don't see no damn birds awakening senshi. Sheeit..." The feline continued to mutter to himself.
"My name's none o' yo' business after that," the l at spat with a low grunt. "But you can call me Faust if you gotta call me somethin'. An' I sure as s**t ain't showin' you where I live or nothin', an' you can't go callin' on me to pull yo' dumb a** outta the fire, got it? Ain't doin any favors for some damn senshi who thinks her damn birds are more important..." Faust continued to mumble incoherently afterward, though he calmed down enough to take a seat, even if his ears remained faithfully pinned to skull.
"The hell're you gonna do on the Moon anyway? ******** around and play tag? There's like s**t-all up there..."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2014 4:13 pm
"You really don't need to eat any more. Let alone, sometime tells me raw isn't often on your diet" Phact shot back as she watched his puffy back side stalk off a few feet. Oh no, he was no stray. This cat had a home and was well taken care of.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Phact gave a sly smile while shaking her head. Boy this cat could complain and had on large mouth on him. "Well, not that it is any of your business Faust... She returned in kind. "But I plan to do some digging. It might not be alive up there now but it once was." She finished and just shook her head.
"And don't worry. I don't plan on following you home to the poor soul that houses you."
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