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 Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 9:02 am
Bestla did her best to not patrol during the day. Particularly in the more heavily populated areas of town. But in this case, she figured it couldn't be avoided. Besides, she soothed her conscience, it's dinner-time for most people. No one's going to be out who can help it.
The fact that her fuku looked more like something out of a ren faire probably helped.
Now, if she could just figure out what that aura she'd thought she'd felt was...
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2016 7:55 pm
Alleyway lounging was becoming a quick habit for the large feline, Bob finding the hideaways a pleasant place to lounge and lurk the afternoons away. People watching was nearly as much fun as television watching, only it usually meant less drama. Strange getups, less fighting and suing.
Speaking of strange getups, a curious number happened to be walking by his alley opening - a girl with a mixture of blonde and brown hair, her fuku seemingly tattered in a strange example of fashion.
"It looks like a cat already found your outfit, sweetheart." His Cheshire-like grin after his cat-call was accompanied by a lazy tail twitch, one paw rising to scratch his ear. "So tell me, did you lock the poor thing in your closet or what, did you have nothing else to wear out?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2017 9:40 am
Jumping slightly at the unexpected voice, Bestla whirled around, looking for whomever had spoken, her eyes falling on the single living thing nearby. A cat. A kind of ratty looking cat at that. Though... her eyes narrowed as they traveled to the star-like marking on it's forehead before taking in the grin.
"Assumin' you're the one talking to me, mange-butt, forces outside of my control put me in this getup. If I had had my way, I'd be in pants and armor."
She studied the cat a moment longer, lips curling in faint distaste. She'd heard the term 'sexpest' on a youtube video recently. And even though she knew nothing about the cat before her, she couldn't help but think the term suited. Something about that grin...
"Wouldn't mind locking you in a closet. I'd probably be doing humanity a favor."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 1:23 pm
He let off a throaty laugh, green eyes twinkling mischievously as he slowly rose from his relaxed lounging. Front paws moved out while his back arched, eyes squeezing tightly for a brief second before reopening as he stretched himself out slowly. Once finished, he began his slow, purposeful saunter in her direction.
"Wouldn't be the first time that someone's tried, I assure you."
He withheld the sweetheart that he'd wanted to tack on at the end, but from judging by her irritated expression, felt it was probably best for his own furry safety to keep that habit under wraps. For now, at least.
Keeping a safe distance between them (at least out of direct kicking range, as far as he was concerned), he studied her attire closer. "So if you've got an issue with the outfit, why not talk to the Higher Ups and get it changed? Sounds like you got the raw end of the senshi deal, from the way I see things."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 2:17 pm
Okay, that got her to laugh. Even if the cat was giving off creeper vibes.
"Dude, I don't even know you, but I am, somehow, really not surprised."
She watched him for a moment silently before actually sighing and rubbing at the back of her head. She knew talking cats existed. One of them had given her a henshin pen. But man. She'd really sort of hoped for only the one cat to exist. Unrealistic, perhaps. But there it was.
"And what higher ups would those be? Last I heard, it was the planet and uh, power sphere that determined this stuff," Bestla snorted slightly, torn between amusement and irritation. "So what kinda senshi do you wake up? Do they get windowless white vans instead of pens and phones?"
She couldn't help the grudging smile. Something about this cat just seemed to invite those kind of jokes.
"For that matter, what's your name?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 2:24 pm
He saw the smile and with it, a window of opportunity. Seizing the moment, ginger colored paws made their way closer to the senshi, offering a simple nuzzle paired with a catty, "Only if they're into taking candy from strange cats."
Feeling satisfied with his territorial tradition, he glanced up to meet her gaze. "Bob. Bob the cat, at your service, Miss...?"
He left out the tidbits about who exactly he woke up because he hadn't met any sort of ridiculous quota when it came to senshi awakenings and he wasn't planning on starting any time soon. Been there, done that, abandoned that life once before and wasn't planning on picking it back up any time soon again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 2:39 pm
Kneeling slightly, so as not to completely tower over the cat, Bestla accepted the nuzzle, though it took everything she had to not brush at the spot. The cat was being polite enough, she supposed she could manage the same.
Even so, she choked slightly and looked askance at him when he introduced himself.
"No, there is no way. You are seriously tellin' me that I'm having a goddamned conversation with a cat named Bob?"
Setting one hand on the concrete to keep from falling over as she laughed helplessly as the sheer weirdness that being a senshi kept forcing upon her. After a moment, she managed a shaky breath and shook her head.
"Sorry, uh... Bob. It's just, I dunno. I was sort of expecting something more poetic or something. Uh, m'name's Bestla. I've been told I'm the senshi of Fairy Fire."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 3:34 pm
He opened his mouth to correct her, his eyebrows furrowing at the mirth she was experiencing over something as plain and simple as his name. He wanted to correct her, to tell her that his name was really Tater Bob and that Bob was just a nickname, but judging by her initial reaction...well, what was the point?
So instead, he stared at her, an indifferent expression trailing her as she worked on keeping her balance. At least she wasn't trying to kick him or shoo him off, like so many others had done before - that response was getting rather old, in his opinion.
"Bestla." Bob's brain did its best to try to rationalize the term fairy fire, but to no avail. "Fairies. Fire. Okay, I get the getup now but...mind enlightening me about your specific sphere, princess? Fairies don't exist. Err. Well, not on this world, at least."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 3:54 pm
Still taking deep breaths and doing her best to not laugh at the cat anymore, Bestla nodded in agreement with the reasoning behind the getup she was forced to wear when she wanted to be all magical. Still, his next question made her eyes narrow. She wasn't entirely sure what side he was on, but the dark star on his forehead made her suspect it wasn't her side. Not entirely. So rather than detail what she could do, she became a ghetto Google.
"Not sure fairies exist on any world, to be honest. But I looked up the term after I met a different cat. It's a type of bio-luminescence. Never tried to use my magic before, so I can't tell you if that's what I can do or not."
Okay, that was a lie, she'd used her magic so many times. But good ol' Bob didn't need to know that. Instead, she blithely tripped on, determined to distract him.
"Haven't found any place I'm willing to try it out, y'know? For all I know, I turn people into glowing mushrooms. Not really something I'm that eager to learn about. Besides, why should I bother with magic? I'm built like a damn brickhouse."
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 7:09 am
"Brickhouse Bestie, I can dig it."
His tail thwapped the concrete below as he watched her explain her sphere, not seeming to actually be terribly enthusiastic with the role she'd been given from the Powers That Be. Honestly, as dinky as fairy fire sounded to the ginger cat, he knew it could always be worse... or weirder. Senshi of boots, of frogs. There seemed to be a senshi for any sort of thing, these days. Sprinkles, lanterns, squid...
The thought of squid elicited a low rumble from his stomach. Oh, right. Food.
Giving her his best grin, his head gestured towards the sidewalk further on, where he knew different food joints were scattered across either side of the street. "What do you say about grabbing us a bite to eat? You could give those powers a shot while you grab us some chili fries or something. Chinese? Pizza? I'm good with anything, really."
DaisyMilk the phrase "ghetto Google" is still making me laugh, okay, I love it
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 9:41 am
Narrowing her eyes, Bestla reached out to give the cat a not so gentle nose flick.
"Call me that again and I won't buy you any food at all, cat."
Then, her irritation faded as she got to her feet and stretched. She could go for something to eat too, she supposed. Maybe a smoothie or something.
"I thought cats couldn't eat dairy. Won't pizza make you sick? Can't imagine the MSG in chinese'll be good for you either? What about sushi? Cats like fish, right?"
Maybe she could keep him distracted with food. Or buy him a meal and ghost on him. Maybe Bob wasn't so bad in and of himself, but she wasn't about to give him more info on her than she already had. And for that matter, it was only luck that she had actual cash on her. Be a hell of a thing to out herself to a mysterious feline.
"C'mon, Bob. Let's get you fed."
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 11:04 am
He flinched at the flick, one paw moving up to gently rub on the sore tip. Brickhouse Bestie certainly didn't mind flexing her strength and Bob made a mental note to not encourage her into showing it off again. Well, unless it meant getting food - he was willing to have her do whatever it took to grab some grub, ha!
"Not to shine the spotlight on yours truly, but I'm not exactly an ordinary cat." The paw that had been rubbing his nose moved down to make it appear as though he were straightening the tie around his neck. "Don't get me wrong - MSG and calories affect us just as much as they affect you, but I prefer my meals prepared, not kibble-ized."
His arrogance quickly simmered down, however, at the mention of sushi. Glorious, glorious sushi, full of fish, rice and more fish.
"I could go for some sushi, sure." He tried to keep his cool as he sidled up next to her, mindful of her feet with every step. "Got a favorite place in mind? You think they might give a superhero discount?"
Not that he had any intentions of paying for anything, of course.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 11:15 am
Heh. Bingo. She let him sidle up close, though she felt maybe a little sorry about how intent on keeping her feet in sight that he seemed. I guess he really does get kicked a lot, she thought.
Doubt there's a discount," she snorted before smiling. However, there are perks to looking like a ren faire chewed me up and spat me out. I don't look like the average senshi and most folks just assume I'm cosplaying. Let's go get you some fish. I know a place just up the street."
Setting off at a brisk pace, she decided that once Bob was suitably aware only of his stomach and the sushi she was buying, she'd just... quietly melt away. Maybe power down one she got a block or so away. That would muddy the waters a bit.
"So, what kind of sushi do you prefer? They don't let animal shaped beings inside, so you're gonna have to wait while I go in and grab the food."
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 11:52 am
"There's a food truck up ahead with some decent sushi, if I recall correctly."
Bob knew he had recalled it correctly - Sushi Jimmi's food truck was two blocks up the road and had already shooed the ginger Maine Coon from off of its premises. He'd been pandering to the guests that had approached the truck (hey, that was still better than digging through the trash, right?) when the employees had made a ruckus with a broom and not-so-politely removed him from their portion of the sidewalk.
He grinned to himself, eager to see the faces of the employees when this feisty dame approached their window to buy sushi for the furry critter they'd banished. That'd serve 'em right!
The senshi nodded in return and the cat simply smiled smugly, the nearer and nearer they came to the beige looking food truck.
Perhaps tomorrow he'd find another senshi to mooch off of - maybe this city swarming with senshi wasn't such a bad thing, after all!
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 12:09 pm
Approaching the truck, Bestla smiled pleasantly and ordered as much sushi as she could with the cash she had on hand. And once her order had been handed over to her, she found a quiet spot nearby and placed everything out in front of the cat.
"There you go."
She waited for a moment for Bob to become lost in sushi bliss before slipping off behind the truck. From there, she ran for a block before sighing and finding a place to safely power down. It was time for Daisy to get home and figure out her own damn dinner.
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