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 Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2015 6:11 pm
Practice had ended half an hour ago and Fai had only left the dojo fifteen minutes ago, they had showers there so he'd taken a shower to remove the sweat from his body. It wasn't like he smelled but he still disliked being covered in sweat so the shower was nice, plus the heat did wonders on his muscles. His mother knew he'd be showering before he headed home so knew when to expect him, it wasn't anything new for him to do, and as he shouldered his bag he continued on his way home.
It was late, he'd had a longer practice tonight, and the streets that were normally full of people were lacking. This lent itself to a perhaps eerie feel but he was aware of his surroundings and more than capable of protecting himself, if the need should ever arise. He'd been taking martial arts long enough that he could hold his own against whatever might come out of some shadow and try and attack him, he was sure of that, and it was due to this confidence that he was able to walk home without a single fear or worry.
The street lights his only company as he walked down the side walk, turning down onto a narrow street, he once more adjusted the bags strap on his left shoulder and wondered if there would be something in the fridge he could heat up. It wasn't likely though, they didn't often do left overs, his mother likely would be up cooking something for him as she often did. Some times, a little less than half the time, he would come home and have to make himself something to eat. That was just how things went on the nights he had late practices. The normal practices were different in that he would go out to eat, or come home and have a normal dinner with his parents and little sister sometimes some of his elder siblings would even join them. But tonight was a late night so things were different.
Once he'd had dinner he would prepare for bed and get to sleep, he had classes in the afternoon, and needed to be awake in his seat for his lessons. The end of the semester was fast approaching and they were finishing the studying sessions that would end in the final exams being administered and he couldn't fail those.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 7:50 pm
The nights were cooler and Halloween had come and gone and the fresh leftovers of Thanksgivings were fragrant in trash cans. It was a nice time to walk, but it gave that warning he felt in his thickening winter coat that snow would come with all his hardships. While the shiver he felt down his back was unpleasant, he wished he could blame in on the cool air that moved brittle leaves across the wet roads. It had been a while since he felt a tingle like that, and tonight just didn't feel like a "ignore it and I'm sure someone else will get to it" kinda night.
Walking behind the boy, he trailed him for several blocks, but knew he didn't have long before he would reach his house. Then again, he COULD just be good in escorting him home.....No. No. This sort of thing HAD to be done. Yes. Right?
Following at a distance, the boy turned a corner and he knew he didn't have much time left. In the entrance to the alleyway, he stopped and called out. "Don't go." He called, voice rising and echoing down the alleyway.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2015 8:12 pm
Winter was indeed coming, with all the cold and snow it would see fit to bring, he knew it and in some ways he couldn't wait for it. In other ways he dreaded it, it meant his ever dotting mother would be driving him to training and driving him home, he wouldn't be able to walk himself around as easily as he was now. It wasn't like he couldn't handle the cold, he was like most other people, but his mother liked to mother her children - a lot. She was the dotting and at times over bearing sort who would wrap him in three coats if she could, and a scarf or two and ear muffs. Every winter was like this and so while he liked the snow, it really was lovely, he really wished his mother would let up on him but each winter it continued. Soon it would start again, very soon.
As he got closer to home he was stopped by a voice calling out to..him? Turning, surprised he hadn't sensed someone around him, he looked around with started golden eyes. "Who?" He called out even as he shifted his weight prepared for whatever might come. His eyes already darting about as he looked for where the voice had come from.
If he took too long with this, whatever it was, his mother would freak out on him when he got home late and load him down with questions, an interrogation of sorts really. "Show yourself." He called out to the darkness.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 7:08 pm
"I'm here here ....here...." The voice echoed in the alleyway, coming closer and closer.
"In the dark......dark.....dark" There were no footfalls as the voice came closer still. A white shape moved in the shadows.
"I need you........you..." It called to him, going quiet as it seemed to draw right up to him, before the figure turned out - to be nothing more than a white cat. Standing, it looked up to him and meowed.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 7:51 pm
He wasn't looking for a cat though, he was looking for a person, and so missed the white figure making it's way toward him. It was why he continued to look around for the voice, for it's owner, but he didn't see anyone even though he continued to hear the echoing voice.
What broke him out of this tense state was that meow. Turning his gaze downward he stared at the white cat there. How odd they looked, not like a normal cat, and he knelt down to the cat. "Very pretty and so interesting." Reaching out to pet behind the cats ears with slender digits.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 7:34 pm
A good scratching was always well received and Arthur turned his head, leaning into the nimble fingers who scratched at the one bothersome place he could not reach and giving off a few appreciative purrs in return.
"You have no idea. You're interesting yourself, you know that?" He said, his voice mature and soft.
"We need to talk."
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 8:22 pm
Wait - what? The cat he was scratching was talking? Staring down at the cat, wide eyed, he blinked once slowly before he paused in what he was doing. Fingers stilling in the others fur as he stared at the cat. "You can talk...and you say I'm interesting." He said while wondering just what was going on, was he dreaming?
He wasn't the sort to take drugs but this seemed like something a person would hallucinate. "You're a cat, you talk...and you say I'm interesting." And somehow he failed to see how he was interesting. "I need sleep - obviously." Because there was no way this was real.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2015 6:44 pm
Before the other could possibly change his mind to listening to him, deciding that it wasn't best to entertain insanity (he had had hit happen before), Arthur placed his paw on top of the human's arm that was scratching him to make him stop.
He gave a good "Ahem" to put this in a serious mood. "Not just interesting. Powerful. I am not a cat by the normal means of one that occupies your home. I'm a companion and guardian, and I have my own abilities. The first and foremost is finding people just like you."
Standing up on all fours, he looked up at the human. "Are you ready to find out and let me help you?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2015 6:51 pm
For a moment he wanted to laugh. The cat was placing a paw on him, in what might be considered a comforting manner though he doubted it was such. The cat seemed serious, which some cats did but that was in looks not in actual spoken voice and tone of voice. This really was insane.
Of course the cat, who was talking! Wasn't normal or what he'd have in his own home, if he were to own a cat, but a guardian? And him with power. This sounded like something out of a comic or a movie, what about this didn't?
"People like me..." Like him? What was different about him? Nothing stood out that he could tell but he nodded his head nonetheless and looked down at the cat. "Alright, lets see what you're talking about." He was pretty sure nothing more could surprise him tonight, what could be more strange and different than a talking cat?
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 6:40 pm
"Great! Let me do my thing and you can do yours. You need a pen first." He said, and turned away before walking to the right, jumping up on a nearby trash can and turning about. "Not as....nimble as the other cats. Just...give me a moment." He said bashfully as he gauged his jump, wiggling his butt as he tried to get just the right angle.
Then with a great big leap, he jumped into the air, turning about in a few somersaults as his star glowed brightly about his brow, a warm light sparkling from the middle before he landed, stumbled a bit forward, and then stood firm.
A pen clattered to the ground. "Ah....yes...." He panted, a little worn. "....that is for you. Please, take it. You'll need it."
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:22 pm
Staring at the cat, wonder just what this cat would do and what he was supposed to do? He found himself very confused which wasn't helped by the cat mentioning a pen. Why would he need a pen? Watching the cat leap up onto a trash can he wondered just what this talking cat was going to do now. The cat was talking and seemed to be talking to itself about not being as graceful as others, there were more talking cats? How had this not made the news?
Not a question for now as he watched the cat jump off the can which it had just jumped onto. Shaking his head he was about to reach out for the cat, as it seemed the cat might fall, but as the four legged cat caught his balance he smiled; glad the cat hadn't fallen and gotten hurt.
It was after that, after making sure the cat was steady on his paws, that the pen on the ground was noticed. "O-ok.." Bending and reaching out he took up the pen and inspected it for a moment. "Alright...now what?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 23, 2015 5:50 pm
"A moment. A moment. I need to figure something out." He said, moving from his spot to then start circling about the boy. "Hmmmm."
A name was such a tricky thing. It was something that came through, a magic that tingled and influenced his mind until it just came to him. It was strange that it didn't just come suddenly to a senshi, but that was part of the charm of being a guardian cat. Tools and the smallest of information and you could dust off your paws of the task afterwards.
So what name, the name hidden in him, was?
He stopped before the other and closed his eyes, ears twitching here and there as if detecting a wavelength, before he whispered.
"..Cetus."
He looked up. "Hold up that pen and shout with all your being, as if everything relied on this moment - Cetus Power, Make-Up!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2015 5:06 pm
Ok...deciding to let the cat do whatever it was going to do, tonight was already a very odd night, he settled for watching as the cat circled him, wondering silently what the cat was actually doing, before the cat stopped and seemed to go meditative? If there were other cats out there like this one...how no one had noticed and it wasn't on the news he had no idea; it was a shock.
"Cetus...?" A word he'd never heard, didn't know what it was, but he listened to the cat when it instructed him to hold the pen up, was it really a pen? As he held it up he stared at it, wondering just what it would do, before shouting (sort of) the words he was told to. "Cetus power, make up!"
He wasn't expecting anything to happen but something did - something big. When the display ended he was left staring at himself and it took only a moment, a shifting of his weight, before he realized he had geta on. Oh god...he had wooden sandals on that he had to balance and walk in - why?
"Why these shoes? why this uniform?" He asked looking down at the cat. Never mind he didn't know what he was or what he had to do or why this had happened - what it meant.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 9:31 am
He hummed as he regarded the uniform the other boy seemed not overjoyed with before sitting down.
"Your uniform looks like the power you have inside and call out to fight. I don't think it's all that bad, but I don't wear shoes sooo....." He shrugged. Didn't humans like shoes? They bought so many.
"ANYWHO, You are a senshi, someone who fights for good. It was just hidden in you. I just woke your insides up." It helped he had been reading up on senshi instead of doing his usually sort-it-out-yourself and run technique.
Speaking of. "Oh, right. Let me see here." He lifted up his paw to count each toe. "Watch out for anyone who feels bad to you. Those are your enemies and they want you dead. Don't get caught by them. Oh, and have fun fighting huge monsters that roam about at night. Oh- and don't let anyone see you transform or tell them about this."
Was that everything he had to say?
Gave him a pen: Check
Death monsters? Check
Negaverse murder: Check
Transformations: Check
"Hmm. I think that covers that. Oh, wait. Silly me." He turned and didn't even bother with the flip from before, reaching into a void before he pulled out a phone to set down. "Forgot your phone. Don't loose this and the pen. You need that to power up."
Standing up, he looked about and back at the boy. "Okay. You can power down." He waited to see if he could do this, looming eager to leave. He usually never stayed this long before, but he was trying to be a better cat.
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2015 9:12 pm
"These aren't shoes." He stated indicating them for a moment, managing to lift one just a bit as he wobbled on the other. Was he actually going to have to learn to walk in these damn things?! Cursing mentally he stared at the cat. "You'd likely do better in these geta than I would." After all the other was a cat. Were he able to be a human, even for a short time, with the balance and grace cats were known for it was likely this cat would do well in geta - unlike himself.
"Wait...fight for good - against what?" And inside of him...this cat had just done something to his insides to do this? He thought looking down at himself and wondering just why he was stuck in this clothing. Well, if all else failed in some fight he could use the rope on his back to hang someone - right? What power though could he possibly have to result in this outift? Something Japanese he was sure...but what?
"What power is in me?" He asked deciding the cats information was useful, very useful, what had he been brought into exactly?! But he also wanted to know why this uniform, what power gave him this to wear? At least he had some information though and it was better than none. Taking a few deep breaths, to calm his suddenly frazzled nerves, he bent down, almost face planting several times due to over balancing to the front of the geta, he finally had his balance - sort of.
The phone on the ground was taken and deciding this had to be similar to powering up, it did make sense right? He tried waving the pen about, even whispering the same words. But after that failed he tried to just...think about being normal again and finding it to work he sighed and pocketed the pen and phone, which he did glance over. "Just tell me what power and how to contact others." He couldn't, and wouldn't, do this alone and as it seemed to be something he had to do - he would.
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