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 Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2015 11:00 am
Destiny City was a weird place, but at least that meant it was never boring. Ezra Cadwell sat on a bench in a park near Destiny City University, eating a roast beef sandwich from the cafeteria. It was better than the other crap the cafeteria served on a daily basis, at least. The weather was nice too, so there was no better time to eat outside. He would have just snarfed down his sandwich and then made his way back to class if not for the weirdness surrounding him. Two tan puffy things were scurrying around his feet, coming and going, sometimes hopping up on the bench to give him an inquiring look. He knew from the news that these things had just showed up out of nowhere not too long ago, but that was it. They were cute and seemed harmless, so he was mostly just watching them as they watched him. Little did he know that he was about to get a cosmic-grade dose of weirdness injected right into his system. frayedflower For whenever you're ready!
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 3:13 pm
Nico didn't really know much about puffy little things aside from that they were there, they weren't for eating, and they weren't too bright - so really, in his own mind he'd sort of dubbed them as innocent little cherubs that could assist in his on-going battle for love.
Like now, in this moment, a pair of them were fussing over a boy on a bench with a sandwich. (A sandwich which, may he add, smelled pretty obscenely good. - it wasn't that he ate badly or anything, but on the streets, 'not badly' didn't exactly translate to 'enough' at any given time.) But focus, Nico, he scolded himself as he straightened out his hat. There was something more important about the boy, something pulling, something - like destiny! Only not the romantic kind (his specialty), but the other one. The one he hadn't gotten much of a taste for at all yet. Or he was pretty sure it was that type --
One way to find out! He slunk up towards the bench with all the poise a love ninja needed, waiting until he was just close enough to fling himself towards a lap (willing or not). "Meow! Meeee~~~ow!" Poetry, it was not, but...
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:48 pm
"Wh-what?!" Ezra nearly fell over when the cat leapt into his lap; one puffski let out a "Puu!" of surprise at the cat's impact. "Uh, hey there," he said to the cat. "Nice hat, little guy." He gave the cat a scritch behind the ears. "You want some of this, don't you?" He had never had a cat before and so didn't know that much about their dietary needs, but surely a little roast beef would be okay? He pinched off a piece of meat and held it up to the cat, waiting for him to take it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 11:05 pm
Nico knew from the moment he made impact that this was the one. Well, one of the ones. This boy would be his first one! - and he was scratching his ears in the most delightful way that told him this one was clearly forever going to be his favorite. Just destiny. He purred happily, pleased with himself for the limmericks he was already composing to commemorate this moment for all time, and especially for the pets. If he missed anything about the old days he'd spent unaware, it was the people and the pets. People didn't like a stray as much as a volunteer therapy program cat.
Then, the pinnacle of all glorious things happened - the boy went ahead and offered him a piece of the roast beef! Nico's tail perked up, his eyes bright with delight. Angels were singing! The sun was shining! "My most humble of thanks, good sir!" he purred out as he leaned up to try and claim the offering of meats, too excited to realize he hadn't given much of a... proper introduction.
Sami-Fire SORRY I TOOK FOREVER AGAIN CRYING
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 7:36 pm
Ezra heard a voice, and it was almost definitely coming from the cat. No, it was definitely coming from the cat. The lips (muzzle?) were (was?) synched properly and everything. Puzzlement spread across his face. It was really weird, but then again, there were also animals he had never seen before and were curiously absent from Wikipedia or Google scuttling around him. Weird was the flavor of the day, and he might as well roll with it. "Um, you're welcome," he said, pinching off another piece of roast beef for the cat. "So, you can talk?" There wasn't any real way to confirm whether the cat was talking or whether someone was throwing their voice, but he was going to go with the flow.
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