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 Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:32 pm
As far as Bob was concerned, the cold was for the penguins and the polar bears. Why on Earth they'd ended up moving to yet another city with a bitter winter season was beyond him - if you'd asked the ginger Maine Coon, he'd have happily suggested moving to sunny Florida or somewhere where people looked at you twice at the mention of snow.
Still, he found himself growing restless in the lonely house that he shared with Rob, so, braving the chilly winter breeze, he'd squeezed his way out from the unlatched window and into the free roads of Destiny City.
Paws crunched under the January snow, leaving imprints in his wake. Glancing behind him, he saw the shadowy silhouette of his home in the distance, darkened windows that would eventually grow bright, once his master finally made it home from work. Shrugging his shoulders, the Guardian Cat continued his slow amble towards the shining neon lights of the downtown area.
If he was lucky, maybe he'd find some decent scraps to nibble on or an unattended glass or bottle from a friendly, neighborhood hobo.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:32 pm
This outfit did nothing to keep her warm.
Her teeth chattering like mad, Sailor Dorado stomped through the snow, rubbing her hands furiously against her arms in an attempt to generate some friction. Well, there was no rest for the wicked, and that meant she couldn't just sit inside her nice, toasty house in front of a roaring, crackling fire sipping delicious hot cocoa, now could she?
Muttering an oath, she kicked rather savagely at a pile of snow--right at a fluffy ginger cat that she hadn't noticed until now. "Oh no! That's what happens when you're outside in the winter, stupid cat!" She scolded even as she rushed over, trying to brush the cold powder off of the poor thing.
It couldn't possibly be her fault, having kicked snow at it in the first place. It was an accident!
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:33 pm
The avalanche was upon him in a split second, far too fast for even his cat-like reflexes to dodge. He'd been musing too hard on the idea of free food to even notice the faint aura appear - not that he'd have minded if there was a senshi around, frankly.
Cold enveloped him. Suffocated him. Dampened him.
Claws unleashed themselves as he shook himself, snow particles flying in every direction as green eyes glared at the offending party, who smelled curiously of fish, of all things.
"Last time I checked, cats belong outside." The irritation was clear in his voice as the words drawled themselves out, "It's little girls that should be indoors."
His paws flexed themselves again, nails grating against the asphalt beneath the snow. If this little priss wanted a spat, he'd be happy to oblige.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:33 pm
Ah-ha! Got him! She snatched the cat up, ignoring the sour look as she held him aloft triumphantly. And then nearly dropped him when he talked. "Little girl?!?! Excuse me, p***y cat, but I'm a senshi! A warrior! I don't need to be indoors!" She snapped.
Wait a minute. He talked.
Practically glowing with excitement, Dorado gave him a hard shake. "Wait! You're a Guardian cat! You can answer all of my questions! This is perfect! Quick, let me think--"
She just had so much she wanted to know! She hardly knew where to start!
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:34 pm
Being picked up was never a problem. Bob liked being picked up. Bob liked being petted and loved on and pampered.
Being shaken, on the other hand, was an entirely different thing that Bob did not like.
As her senseless chattering and bouncing around continued, he felt his patience quickly wane as his temper rose. Questions fell on deaf ears as he could have sworn he felt his brain jiggle inside his skull and it was then that he decided that Bob had finally had enough.
One paw swooped out, claws pointed directly at the happy-go-lucky blue haired girl. Violence was never his preference for answers, but this girl was sorely in need of a life lesson. And that would teach her not to abuse a talking cat!
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:35 pm
She didn't even stop to think that this was probably not how you should handle any cat, let alone a talking one. It was only when white-hot pain suddenly sliced into her cheek that Dorado shut up after letting out a strangled yelp, immediately dropping the cat. A gloved hand clapped itself to her cheek, unable to feel the blood welling up from the scratches, but trying to stifle the sting.
"What the HECK!!" She roared, her eyes blazing with fury as she stared down at the cat. "Why did you do that?!"
She was sorely tempted to kick him, but she restrained herself. Barely.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:35 pm
He stared up at her indignantly, watching her glare with slight apprehension. He hadn't been prepared for the snow plopping on him but he'd sure as hell be ready if she were to use some of her White Moon magic or, from the look of it, the tip of her red boots. Her fish scale leggings did not go unnoticed either, the cat smirking slyly at noticing them.
"Am I not allowed to defend myself from getting a brain injury?"
His excessively bushy tail swished back and forth in the snow behind him. An ear twitched - for being covered in fur, the wind was still sorely chilly. "I take it that you've never actually held a cat before?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:36 pm
"Doesn't that mean you have to have a brain?" She fired back, glaring even as she rubbed her scratched cheek. The wind howled past them, and she hunched her shoulders, bracing herself against the bitter cold. "Who cares if I held a cat or not?! You're supposed to answer questions and help me!"
It never occurred to her that because there were bad senshi, there'd be bad cats, too.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:36 pm
His eyes narrowed, a figurative light bulb popping over his head as he stared down the senshi of fish. Her blue hair whipped with the wind, the ponytail her only saving grace to keeping her hair out of her line of vision. He readjusted his front paw, making an audible crunch in the snow as it resettled.
"You want answers, kid?" His tail flicked. "Well I want to know how much you're paying for those answers."
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:37 pm
"Pay?" She repeated incredulously, like she'd misheard him somehow. "I'm not gonna pay you anything! You aren't anything like Miss Ophelia!" Since when did super heroes have to pay for answers?! Squinting fiercely at him, Sailor Dorado slowly lowered her arms.
"In fact... Maybe you'll be willing to cough some up in exchange for your freedom!" And then she threw herself at the fluffy cat, fully intending on snatching him up by the scruff of his neck.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:37 pm
There wasn't enough time for him to ask her about the mysterious Ophelia (much less the tidbit where she'd said Miss and not Mrs.) before the plucky little senshi pounced on top of him. Green eyes grew as large as saucers and he let out a large yowl as the teenager's hands came crashing down on top of him.
The only thing he did manage to do was flatten himself further against the snow, the wet cold dampening the fur on his belly as his back and tail arched in startled surprise.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:38 pm
"Gotcha!" The sailor scout cried triumphantly, immediately dropping to her knees despite the freezing snow so she could keep him pinned. "Now! You're gonna be a good cat and tell me what I want to know, or else I'm taking you to the nearest pound! Got it?!"
Her eyes were bright, a grin curled practically from ear to ear on her face. Yes, Sailor Dorado was feeling quite victorious at the moment, and was doing her best to make sure she wouldn't be on the receiving end of those nasty claws again!
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:39 pm
He squirmed and thrashed his smaller body beneath her, paws captured by the tight grips of the determined teenager's hands. The snow was seeping in through his ginger fur and he could feel the cold creeping around him.
"I hope someone walks by and see how ridiculous you look, accosting a poor cat on the side of the road. Your mother would be ashamed of you."
Her squeeze on him tightened and the Maine Coon winced, his insult proving fruitless. He wiggled his back legs, only to have her elbows pin his bottom feet down as well. It was true, they looked ridiculous - but it was also true that she'd certainly got him, to much chagrin.
"What IS it that you so badly want to know?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:39 pm
You know, her mother probably would have been mortified if she knew what her daughter was up to. But THAT was besides the point, and Dorado resisted the urge to stuff his stupid, fluffy little head right in the snow. As it was, she definitely had the upper hand, and that alone was enough to have her internally gloating.
"Senshi that are attacking other senshi! I thought we were supposed to be on the same side, but they felt WEIRD! Now if you know something," Her hands squeezed him a little ominously, "spill it!"
She didn't exactly want to hurt a cat, but her amazing acting skills would come into play here!
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 3:40 pm
He blinked.
As she squeezed his arms even tighter, he resisted the urge to bare his fangs in her direction as his brain slowly began to digest what she was asking of him. Senshi, fighting other senshi? Did she not... how could she not...?
"You're kidding, right?"
He gave a half-hearted struggle, then laughed. "Think about it, kid. What have these other senshi felt like, huh? Feel like anything else that might be similar?"
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