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 Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 12:28 pm
While the well-fed feline never required sustenance from his hunting, old habits never found rest with him. He liked to tell himself that hunting birds and other small creatures sharpened his capabilities in battle, and every scrap of practice could mean the difference between a narrow escape and a slaughterfest. Whether that was actually true remained to be seen, but Faust passed his idle hours climbing about in the thick canopies surrounding the park regardless. Occasionally he discovered a squirrel that lacked the agility to escape his grasp, or newborn chicks who never quite made it out of the nest in time.
And on exceedingly rare and regrettable occasions, Faust's pursuits among the branches ended with a slip of paw off chipping bark, which sent the cat scrambling with claws to maintain his place high among the trees. The last time it happened, he sent a thin hail of bark chips toward a mother and her child who laid out their picnic below. Some of the chips landed in the child's drink, who looked upward immediately, and sought her mother's attention to look at the large black cat that clamored to regain his balance. However, Faust didn't stick around long enough to see the look on her face when she discovered that someone's house pet was assaulting the local wildlife.
Faust continued at breakneck speeds out of sheer desperation. Moments ago the fat squirrel was seconds away from capture, and now the creature held a great span of distance on him that demanded a vast pool of concentration to bridge. However, Faust persisted in his tunnel vision, and sprinted through twigs thick and thin with slow progress. As they prolonged their chase, cat and squirrel rounded the perimeter of the park until finally the squirrel crossed a particularly thin and precarious branch that the feline attempted without any consideration for the weight difference.
It snapped almost immediately.
While the branch held fast to the tree, its burden was dumped onto the ground from a fifteen foot height that left him practically crashing into another cat below. Luckily Faust's ability to maneuver in the air allowed him to narrowly miss damaging the other cat, but he looked far from presentable for a fresh meeting with twig and bark debris clinging to his fur. Even a thorough shake fell short of dislodging all the dirt he collected in his pursuits.
"Uh, sorry 'bout that. Damn squirrel rigged the branch..." Faust mumbled under his breath.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 5:59 pm
It was a quiet day. No senshi to awaken, no youma to dust.. She missed says like this. Yumi was nestled under a tree, grooming herself. Every cat liked a good grooming session, didn't they? She licked at her shoulder almost lazily, blue eyes half closed in concentration, or was she drifting? Both, probably. No, it was definitely drifting. She had stopped mid lick and didn't even feel herself fall into that thin layer of sleep known as cat napping. Her tongue poked out and her head was slowly sliding down. Lately there had seemed to be an influx of senshi who she had to awaken or help out in dusting a youma. She barely had time to help Kepler anymore. Some of them were fairly nasty when they awoke, cursing about their attire, or just the typical why me fiasco that happened to those who really didn't want to fight. The answer was always the same for them: 'I don't chose your clothing or who is a senshi. It's somewhere deep within you that you are a warrior. You're needed to fight in this war!' Typically that scared them even more. The word 'war' seemed to have very negative connotations in everyone's mind. Yumi knew it was a nasty business, but someone had to do it. Ultimately, however, it was up to each senshi or night to power up and fight. No one was forcing them to power up besides the very first time if they've encountered a youma. Her dozing state was rudely awakened by a loud noise of a snapping branch and then something landing very, very close to her with a thud. Those blue eyes snapped open and Yumi was on her paws almost at once before she registered it was another Mauvian talking to her. It took a second to register what he was saying with what he said, and then her head snapped upwards to see where he'd fallen from. He fell from up there? She looked back at him and blinked a few times before offering a little hesitant smile. "..It's fine, I suppose...?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 5:01 pm
"Damn right I'm fine!" And afterward Faust realized what she meant, but showed no signs of remorse or apology. Instead he shook the debris from his coat and sat proudly on the patch of grass that now bore several lengths of broken bark. "Name's Faust, senshi awakening extraordinaire. Normally I go around and senshi-to-be are all over me, but I'm uh, takin' a bit of a break and chasin' down some squirrels to keep my instincts sharp. Never know when a youma's just gonna spring all up on yo' a** and try to turn you into steak."
Faust relaxed slightly and cast his gaze upward toward the trees, where he heard the squirrel rattling off to safety. A thick bushel of naked twigs shook somewhere near the entrance to the park, and he finally saw the squirrel emerge atop the arch bearing entry to the place. Faust huffed. "Then again, you get so used to youma n' their weird lack of plannin' ahead, and then these a*****e squirrels go and jam your s**t up."
Afterward he cleared his throat. "So yeah. Never met you before. Been around much? Or do you got a particular senshi you have to tell what to do?" Senshi get damn needy after you awaken 'em anyway. Hell, even Thraens needy. Can't even count the number of times he tried to shove his face into my fur for no damn good reason. Or how many times he just started petting me out of the blue. Or fell asleep on patrol and I had to wake him.
Damn, I live with a trainwreck.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2015 1:11 pm
His words of confirmation over his state of being made Yumi blink and then giggle a little. Her tail flicked as she looked him over and then arched a brow. What an introduction! "I'm Yumi, awakening a*****e senshi, is my game." She thought back to the one male she'd awoken and just snorted. He was an interesting addition to the Order side of things. Oh would-be senshi were all over him? A break? So convient. She just giggled more and nodded. "Awakening senshi takes a lot out of us. I can see why you're on break." Why not humor him? He seemed nice enough. Clumsy, had a certain way with words, but nice. "I ...stopped chasing squirrels when I actually fell out of a tree and into a back yard with a vicious dog. So.." Yumi had just narrowly escaped a beating. She shivered at the memory and then just looked the cat over again before perking up. "I do! Sailor Kepler. A very good senshi. I didn't awaken her, but she listens to me." Not all the time, no, but Kepler did listen. "Senshi of words, if you're not familiar with her name. She's.. A handful. Gets herself into fights that are really going to get her seriously injured one day. But her heart is good and she doesn't seem like she'd sway. What about you?" She'd never heard of Faust efore, but she hadn't heard of a lot of Mauvian before. She'd only met a couple.
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Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2015 9:21 pm
"Why you gotta pick the assholes?" Faust questioned with a quirked brow. "Or do they jus' pick you? Shoulda broken their pens, or handed 'em one of those tampon things I've found in people's purses instead. Try powerin' up with that s**t." What were they even used for, anyway? They just looked to Faust like fake henshin pens. But women always seemed to collect a couple in the bottoms of their purses... Not that he snooped through there terribly often.
Or at least, he wouldn't admit to it.
"Damn Yumi, you are one unlucky lady." Not only did she deal with the a*****e types, but chased by dogs too? Maybe bad luck was more her game than anything. "Squirrels ain't all that great anyway. Moles, now, that's where the party's at. Nothin' like runnin' around someone's ******** up yard lookin' for their heads to pop out. And they make good meals too. Quick, but their skull crunches between your teeth. Kinda reminds me of like... Chips, or maybe popcorn." Faust digressed easily, his mind wandering to many an occasion when a visit to the park was met with those burrowing creatures. At one point, he remembered Quenton tagging along for a read in the park, but Faust could've sworn that the blonde spent more time watching him than writing in his book. Then again, Faust suspected he might not have been writing in his book after all...
"Haven't met her yet. But if I do, and I gotta pull 'er a** outta the fire, I'll let you know. Besides, gettin' into scraps means she's tryin' to win this for us. And she's got nowhere to go but up, right? She isn't eternal or somethin'? Sounds like you picked a good one anyway." Senshi of words? Does she cuss people out? Wonder what her powers are like... Can't even imagine what words are good for in a fight. Seems kinda counterproductive. Maybe she just punches people out. Or her powers distract people and then she punches them out. Or maybe even her magical words punch people out. Damn, I'd like that.
"Yeah, I got one o' my own. His name's Thraen. He's an eternal. And when he doesn't got his nose buried in some book, or grading papers or some s**t, he's out trying to do his damndest. But he's been in a bad way lately, cuz this guy he was close to died. Real a*****e, but I guess Thraen liked him. Anyway, I don't think he'd ever go to the Negaverse either. They'd have to kill him first, and I don't think even his dead body would fight for 'em. You should meet him sometime. He loves cats.
"So what were you doin' out here, Yumi? Catchin' a break?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 11:18 am
"They pick me! I don't pick them!" She huffed at that and stamped a paw on the grass beneath her. Maybe, just maybe, Yumi was a bad luck magnet? Seemed like it. Her tail flicked a little more before she frowned. "I couldn't break their pen. Besides, if they somehow rope their anger issues in they'd be really helpful towards our side of the war. ...And what's a tampon?" Despite living with a female scout, Yumi was completely oblivious to a lot of things. Either way, she shook her fluffy head and then just let her tail tip flick in a half annoyed way. It wasn't the snowshoe was annoyed with Faust per say, but she was just annoyed at her own luck. He mentioned eating rodents and Yumi nearly gagged. Ew. No thank you. She got fed delicious thing by her senshi. Or scraps from when she was in cafes... Yumi never went hungry. "Uhm... I'll just take your word on that. I don't.. eat rodents. Or.. anything other than people food. Because everything else is gross." Her ears pinned back half way before a sigh left her. "Yeah, she's just... Her magic right now is purely defensive and her offensive needs a lot of work." Yumi was worried about Kepler's well being, honestly. Maybe she should start sticking closer to her Senshi on patrols. She went from annoyed to pensive and canted her head to the other side now, blue eyes seeming to gloss over as she lost herself in thought. If she found someone to actually train Kepler, that would be helpful. At least train her enough to throw a decent punch. Ah well. "But yes, thank you." Thraen? That named seemed very fami-- "Oh! I think she met him on the moon before I found her." Yumi seemed proud of herself for remembering that, practically preening and grinning wide. "I wouldn't mind meeting more senshi! Especially ones I don't have to awaken. As far a what I'm doing out here, just enjoying the sun. Who doesn't like to soak up rays now and then?" She grinned a bit at that and hummed. "Waiting for Kepler to get home from school before I escort her to her job." A Guardian's duty was never finished.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 5:37 pm
"Yeah, you can't really pick anyone for bein' a senshi..." One ear flatted against his head while he considered the mechanics behind it. Such consideration only lasted a handful of seconds before he dismissed the attempt altogether. He operated by instinct, and that was good enough for him. "As for a tampon, I don't really know what they are or what they do. But they look like henshin pens. And when you try to chew on 'em, you get all kinds o' cotton stuck in your teeth. It ain't fun."
When Faust heard that Yumi never touched typical feline fare, Faust shot her a sideways glance. If he possessed eyebrows, one would be quirked in incredulity. Instead his whole body shifted slightly to the left, adopting an angle while he leaned away from her in abject examination. What the hell kinda cat doesn't eat rodents? I mean, we're goddamn cats. And that s**t tastes damn good. Hell, I've tried Quenton's food, and that s**t just can't compare. Neither can the cold chicken cuts that Alois used to give me. Hope that a*****e rests in pieces.
"Hey!" Faust abruptly leapt to all fours, bushy tail standing alert above his rump. "I got an idea! Let's try to round up some of the older senshi to consent to training some of the newbs we pick up! At least then we can like, fork out phone numbers and s**t and be like, go here so you don't get your a** kicked. And you can find someone to train Kepler so she don't end up corrupted or some other horrible s**t. And then maybe they can train Thraen so he's not kinda off kilter or getting smacked when he shouldn't be or somethin'. Or just, I dunno, train 'im on how not to piss people off." Faust knew the senshi demonstrated tact when he had to, but it would've been less stressful for Faust if he just tried to get along whenever possible. But then, would he even be Thraen anymore?
Nah, Blondie's gonna stay hella douchey with other people for as long as I'll know 'im.
"Oh, you met 'im? Hell yeah." I don't think he ever mentioned Yumi though. But the moon... Wasn't that with the Blackwatch s**t? He mighta been too busy to stop and pet her.
"I am hella glad I don't gotta escort Thraen anywhere anymore. I mean I did when he was passin' out every five seconds, but apart from that, he already knew his s**t when I found 'im. So what's it like to have a senshi that depends on you that much? I mean, is it annoying or anything? I think it'd be kinda fun, but after about five minutes I'd probably get bored of it. Got other things to do, you know?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 11:34 am
Yumi nodded in a sage like way as Faust said they couldn't chose Senshi. It was beyond true. Her standards were really low, however, so everyone would be a Senshi as long as they were nice and sweet and really enjoyed cats. So it was probably for the best. Then he went on to the tampon bit and Yumi canted her head to the side, ears flicking curiously as she hummed. "...So it's a cotton henshin pen. Why would they need that? That's just silly!" She would have to ask her Senshi about it. She wrinkled her nose a little before rolling her eyes. Clearly humans were silly and needed Mauvian guidance, even if they weren't Senshi. They had a lot to teach these humans. All at once Faust seemed to go through a mood swing of epic proportions. His whole body seemed to be alert with the news she didn't eat rodents (because ew) and the look he gave her was something she felt she needed to be bashful for. Like she was being chided. Then he went off on a completely different tangent and Yumi blinked hard at his idea. Round up older senshi for training newbies. That was a really, really good idea! She jumped to her paws and grinned, laughing. "I like it! Kepler needs it, heaven knows!" She pranced around in the grass a bit, kicking her legs up high so her steps looked dainty. "Training Thraen sounds like it could prove interesting! Especially if he's a veteran. Oooh, we can train ourselves too, so we can help our senshi's fight better and protect them!" Sure they had their cat agility and their energy beam, but she wanted to fight better. "Me? No. Kepler met him! She wrote down a lot about that day on the moon and well, I read her diary." She wasn't ashamed. She had to make sure Kepler wasn't sick or hurt without her knowing it and had to make sure she was on task! "I don't.. really escort Kepler to too many places as it is." Was she a bad Guardian because of it? Probably, but she was there in the tougher situations. Kepler simply had to learn things the hard way! "Why was he passing out every five seconds."
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2015 7:33 pm
At least she was on board with the training bit. Faust imagined that they could maybe get word out through some badly-made posters that were stuck in common places (like the park, or the library) and gather up as many senshi as they could for some serious combat lessons. Then again, that might attract a whole lot of Negaverse agents looking for an easy victory. But were there easy victories with a bunch of senshi in one place? Thinking about it too hard left Faust mentally spinning in circles, so he abandoned the attempt to sort it out altogether.
"Hell yeah! We can learn to flying dragon kick youma in the face and dust 'em all on our own! And then our senshi can go beatin' around some Negaverse generals or Dark Mirror eternals without even breakin' a sweat! By the end of it all, Chaos won't stand a chance!" Faust stood tall and fiercely afterward, displaying his fluff as powerfully as possible. It wasn't much to any onlookers, but it felt the cat feeling menacing.
Damn, there's another Guardian Cat that can read. Am I the odd man out here? "So she knows about the Blackwatch then? I hope she voted for it. Or is helpin' out. Anything's good, really." Faust himself didn't pay a terrible lot of attention to the meeting that day, given his amazing propensity for getting distracted or nodding off during serious and lengthy conversation. Thraen hadn't seemed to mind, even as Faust draped himself across the senshi's shoulders and proceeded to fall asleep. But the meeting concluded inevitably, and the pair returned to Earth with the Blackwatch idea approved and... Faust couldn't remember if they elected one of those councils before they left or not, but that was more Thraen's worry than his.
"Can't really follow her everywhere. You help her too much and she'll be expectin' you to do everything for her. s**t ain't right, you know." Ultimately Faust figured he had it pretty good with how Quenton commonly fed him and offered liberal petting when Faust felt the need for it.
And the safehouse was a lot quieter these days without certain antagonists.
Faust screwed up his expression while he tried to figure out how to explain Thraen's situation to Yumi. "Er, well... I dunno. He just sorta... Stopped sleepin' for a while. Somethin' about not wanting these weird dreams that started poppin' up. I dunno if you're familiar with 'em, but it seems like a lot of people dreamed of the same thing - some fat black column bursts into the sky and then turns everyone to stone. And after that, these weird dreams of some other time when everyone's older and the Negaverse runs the city. I mean, I can understand why he wanted to avoid that s**t, but he kinda went overboard. Did Kepler ever dream of it?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2015 7:43 pm
What on earth was a flying dragon kick. She felt like she was missing something and Yumi just kind of stared at the other cat like he'd grown an extra head or something. "..Right. Dragon.. kicks." She squinted, watching him a little more before clearing her throat and letting her tail flick. Then he went on to mention their senshi kicking butt and she jumped a bit and grinned, starting to pad around in circles, grinning and laughing hard. This could be fun. "I would love to watch senshi kick Nega butt! Maybe if we can all concentrate our beams together, us cats, we can even dust a few of them!" She could dust a low powere youma, but what happened when four or five cats gathered and put their beams on a Negeverse agent? He or she would turn to dust, right? She continued her energetic prancing, watching the sky above them through the leaves before he she paused at his question about Blackwatch. "Yes she's helping out however she can. She voted for it." Yumi nodded and looked completely serious as she answered the question, blue eyes focused on the other cat before sighing and shifting to sit back down her paws raising to adjust the giant butterfly around her neck, the golds on it twinkling in what light streamed down to hit it. Maybe she was trying to blind Faust, who knew? Yumi was a strange and enigmatic cat (so she liked to believe) with very complicated motives about things. Nothing was an accident for her (not true at all). Argh, then the you can't follow her everywhere bit and Yumi's ears drooped before she scoffed. He had a point, but she still wanted to help. Her tail fluffed up a little bit and she remained quiet and just listened to Faust's explanation on why his senshi fell asleep. "...I haven't.. actually heard of that yet. I don't think Kepler suffers from that..." If she did Kepler didn't say anything about it. That was something to sit down and question her senshi about. She was officially very worried. "..What caused these mass nightmares? What even could cause them?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 4:05 pm
Yumi had a pretty damn good idea with the kitty beams built together to eliminate Negaverse officers, but somehow, Faust didn't think that was the way it went. "Yo, I seen a Negaverse agent die before. Well, he wasn't totally human, since he had some youma parts to 'im, but when he kicked it, the youma parts went to dust and he left a human corpse. I don't think they really burst into ash. If they did, cleanup woulda been a helluva lot easier."
Faust would've continued his explanation, but the other feline began fussing with her butterfly clasp that reflected the sun straight into his pupils. Faust squinted his eyes shut, blinking a few times to try to clear the orange-green splotch that disrupted his vision, but the sunspot demanded several seconds before it would begin to fade. "Sheeit, lady, watch where you point that thing," he protested while he tried to shield one eye with a paw.
Luckily the antics didn't last forever.
She did have some questions regarding the incident, though he hadn't much more information than she already did. Faust walked a few paces to one of the trees that offered light shade from the sun and curled up against its trunk. "It was kind of a weird thing, and I dunno if I can explain it well. But from what I figured out, a bunch of people started to have these weird a** dreams, and then all of a sudden it was like we were dreamin' a different timeline or somethin'. No one seems to know what caused it, but I don't think it's anything hella contagious. For the most part it seems like it went away, and either it was just a weird dream, or some people think it's hella real. But like I said, no one knows where they came from, but they sure as s**t weren't all that nice. Negaverse takin' s**t over? No thanks." The feline grunted afterward.
"I think I'ma get started on roundin' up some senshi to help train," he declared as he rose to his feet and shook out the dirt. "Was good talkin' to you, Yumi, but a cat's life is never easy." After shaking out any remaining debris from his tail, Faust began his scamper toward the thicker bushes that opened out to the street.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 1:04 pm
Well she'd never seen a Negaverse agent die before, how was she supposed to know that ? Yumi shuffled her paws a little as she thought, tail flicking as her ears slowly pinned back. "Hum," she murmured, seeming to ponder things over for a bit. When he was blinded by her clasp, she began to fuss over him, sheepishly apologizing. Basically Yumi just tried to make sure he wasn't going to walk with the spots in his eyes because there was people about and streets and it could very much spell disaster. For a feline or a person, really. Maybe she should just not mess with her butterfly clasp in the daylight hours. Lord knew how many times she ended up blinding Kepler by the simple act of walking. Her ears went back again and just just kicked at the grass before he started answering things. Dreaming a different time line? That... was very obviously Negaverse influence, but she didn't know them to attack with different timelines. Her ears pinned back even further than her sheepish state and she nodded. "The war needs to be tipped to our favor, not theirs. Everyone besides them knows that." She was impatient and acting immaturely with that thought pattern. Still, she couldn't quite phrase what she wanted to say. "If they win it'll be the end of the Earth as everyone knows it!" Well Faust already knew that. Still, she was annoyed and grumbling and just puffed. All at once Faust seemed to leave and she blinked and snapped out of her own thoughts to watch the cat's retreating backside, fluffy as it was. She felt like she had more questions, but what they were, she didn't know how she would end up phrasing that. So as Faust left, Yumi sat in thought. not like she had much to do until Kepler's day wrapped up.
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