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The summer was the absolute worst as far as Benedict was concerned. It meant that Sharatan kept them out to all hours, hunting Negaverse Officers and Youma. Benedict cursed how much Sharatan had taken to her role as a Defender of Earth. He chalked it up to her strange need to take care of everything.
In any event he just wanted to be done for the night. He plopped down on the nearest flat surface and started to tidy his fur.
“We have cleared this block of any potential threats, I am sure we can call it a night.” Benedict commented dryly.
“You already know my stance on that - we stay out until dawn, it's not my fault you’re allergic to sleeping in.” Sharatan said as she stretched her arms over her head. “Once more around the block, come on - up!”
“Fine, but after that, can we at least change neighborhoods?” Benedict asked hopefully.
“We’ll see,” Sharatan said as she once more started their rounds.
In any event he just wanted to be done for the night. He plopped down on the nearest flat surface and started to tidy his fur.
“We have cleared this block of any potential threats, I am sure we can call it a night.” Benedict commented dryly.
“You already know my stance on that - we stay out until dawn, it's not my fault you’re allergic to sleeping in.” Sharatan said as she stretched her arms over her head. “Once more around the block, come on - up!”
“Fine, but after that, can we at least change neighborhoods?” Benedict asked hopefully.
“We’ll see,” Sharatan said as she once more started their rounds.
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“Themi-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan~!” came a shrill, piercing whine through the night.
Themisto cringed and yanked the cat from his attachment to the side of a vending machine. Down on street level, next to the entrance of a gym, sat one lonely vending machine. The gym was situated opposite a lovely old neighborhood, with 20+ year-old single-family homes. Working parents found the location to be incredibly convenient for after-work or after-the-kids-have-gone-to-bed workouts. Themisto just found the whole thing annoying.
Senshi weren’t exactly welcomed into convenience stores, and as much as Themisto hated to admit it, powering down, paying for things, finding somewhere to hide and power up again… it was all such a damn nuisance.
Though, nothing was quite as obnoxious as scraping a cat from the side of what amounted to a giant metal food canister.
“Yo, cat, just… dude I will find you some food so just CHILL OUT. Also let go, how the hell are you… jesus…”
Finally unhinging the cat from the machine and unceremoniously stuffing him into the folds of the super senshi’s fuku, Themisto took to the rooftops to try and find a convenience store to pilfer something from. Anything to shut the cat up.
On the edges of his mental landscape, he could feel a fellow senshi out there. Somewhere. Maybe they were from around this area and could point the bumbling duo towards some food to stuff the cat’s pie-hole. With a grunt, Themisto worked to close the distance in a respectable way (not to be creepy or anything like that - creepy was his sister’s job). Once the silhouette was in view, Themisto attempted a greeting.
Cupping his hands, he didn’t shout, but the added volume was helpful. “---EY! Um… hopin’ you maybe, uh…”
“OOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYY SENSHI-SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN~!”
“Jesus Christ Itsuki, shut the hell up!”
Themisto cringed and yanked the cat from his attachment to the side of a vending machine. Down on street level, next to the entrance of a gym, sat one lonely vending machine. The gym was situated opposite a lovely old neighborhood, with 20+ year-old single-family homes. Working parents found the location to be incredibly convenient for after-work or after-the-kids-have-gone-to-bed workouts. Themisto just found the whole thing annoying.
Senshi weren’t exactly welcomed into convenience stores, and as much as Themisto hated to admit it, powering down, paying for things, finding somewhere to hide and power up again… it was all such a damn nuisance.
Though, nothing was quite as obnoxious as scraping a cat from the side of what amounted to a giant metal food canister.
“Yo, cat, just… dude I will find you some food so just CHILL OUT. Also let go, how the hell are you… jesus…”
Finally unhinging the cat from the machine and unceremoniously stuffing him into the folds of the super senshi’s fuku, Themisto took to the rooftops to try and find a convenience store to pilfer something from. Anything to shut the cat up.
On the edges of his mental landscape, he could feel a fellow senshi out there. Somewhere. Maybe they were from around this area and could point the bumbling duo towards some food to stuff the cat’s pie-hole. With a grunt, Themisto worked to close the distance in a respectable way (not to be creepy or anything like that - creepy was his sister’s job). Once the silhouette was in view, Themisto attempted a greeting.
Cupping his hands, he didn’t shout, but the added volume was helpful. “---EY! Um… hopin’ you maybe, uh…”
“OOOOOOOOOOYYYYYYYYYYY SENSHI-SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN~!”
“Jesus Christ Itsuki, shut the hell up!”
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To Sharatan’s credit, she did not immediately whirl around and unleash hell upon the poor soul who dare call out to her in such as stereotypical way. Mainly because she was pretty sure they didn’t know her racial background - and two - because it would have been bad form to yell at someone when you first met them. Her back did stiffen though, and she turned, in place, looking up at the roof with her hands on her hips. Benedict stood between her feet, as the two of them looked up at the roof.
“Yes?” She called up - hoping her obvious lack of accent was OBVIOUS. “Can we help you?”
Her brain was trying to dial back the angry even further when she realized that the man who had started calling was not the source of the voice that had slung an honorific at her. The dark haired man was - cute - in his way. The cat with him was also adorable in his own way - which went a long way to smothering her rising powderkeg of a temper like a wet blanket.
“I mean, that’s what us senshi’s do right? Help each other?” She found herself twirling her hair in one hand as she spoke, already trying to play the coy, younger senshi.
Benedict was trying VERY hard not to roll his eyes at his bonded senshi’s antics. “Yes, tovarisch? How can we be of assistance?” The siberian’s mixed accent was probably a bit hard to follow - the crisp british accent jarringly crashing into a thick russian whenever he spoke the language.
“Yes?” She called up - hoping her obvious lack of accent was OBVIOUS. “Can we help you?”
Her brain was trying to dial back the angry even further when she realized that the man who had started calling was not the source of the voice that had slung an honorific at her. The dark haired man was - cute - in his way. The cat with him was also adorable in his own way - which went a long way to smothering her rising powderkeg of a temper like a wet blanket.
“I mean, that’s what us senshi’s do right? Help each other?” She found herself twirling her hair in one hand as she spoke, already trying to play the coy, younger senshi.
Benedict was trying VERY hard not to roll his eyes at his bonded senshi’s antics. “Yes, tovarisch? How can we be of assistance?” The siberian’s mixed accent was probably a bit hard to follow - the crisp british accent jarringly crashing into a thick russian whenever he spoke the language.
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Themisto was busy spitting insults at his feline companion while trying to come up with a way to appropriately apologize for Itsuki’s lack of manners. ”Fukkin’ HELL cat you’re gonna get us beat up or somethin’, just SCREAMIN’ at people like that -- you can’t DO that s**t! You start spoutin’ off like that and… where the ******** are you going?!”
Itsuki, for all his obnoxiousness (even more so when hungry), had flounced from the folds of Themisto’s fuku and bounced down to street level to greet the senshi he was previously calling for. To the cat’s delight, the senshi was, indeed, a woman, so the honorific was correct. With utter glee did Itsuki introduce himself to the senshi while his own bonded charge was still sputtering on the roof.
“Watashi wa Itsuki, desu~!” came an introduction and subsequent bow to the senshi and her furry partner. Little paws outstretched in front of him, the smaller cat tried his best to be somewhat formal. Themisto joined them on the ground soon after, looking very plainly peeved.
He turned to the senshi, who was quite lovely herself, twirling her hair like that. The boy couldn’t help but puff up his chest just a tad. “‘Ey, sorry about furrball here. Is yours more well-mannered? This one’s broken and gets buck-wild when he’s hungry. Uh… I’m Themisto, senshi of the lost.” The boy jerked a thumb at himself with a wink to his senshi compatriot. “...you uh… wouldn’t happen to know where a guy and his stupid-a** cat can get some grub?”
“Themi-chan is bad with directions.” The cat stuck his tongue out at Themisto.
The super senshi ignored it, for now.
Itsuki, for all his obnoxiousness (even more so when hungry), had flounced from the folds of Themisto’s fuku and bounced down to street level to greet the senshi he was previously calling for. To the cat’s delight, the senshi was, indeed, a woman, so the honorific was correct. With utter glee did Itsuki introduce himself to the senshi while his own bonded charge was still sputtering on the roof.
“Watashi wa Itsuki, desu~!” came an introduction and subsequent bow to the senshi and her furry partner. Little paws outstretched in front of him, the smaller cat tried his best to be somewhat formal. Themisto joined them on the ground soon after, looking very plainly peeved.
He turned to the senshi, who was quite lovely herself, twirling her hair like that. The boy couldn’t help but puff up his chest just a tad. “‘Ey, sorry about furrball here. Is yours more well-mannered? This one’s broken and gets buck-wild when he’s hungry. Uh… I’m Themisto, senshi of the lost.” The boy jerked a thumb at himself with a wink to his senshi compatriot. “...you uh… wouldn’t happen to know where a guy and his stupid-a** cat can get some grub?”
“Themi-chan is bad with directions.” The cat stuck his tongue out at Themisto.
The super senshi ignored it, for now.
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“Sharatan, desu,” Sharatan said, placing her free hand on her chest and bowing back slightly out of habit. “Anata wa nihongo o hanashimasu ka?”
She left the question hang in the air, turning her attention to the young man as he landed. The banter between the two spawned a light giggle from Sharatan, who tucked the hair she had been playing with behind her ear.
“Mine isn’t much better, to be honest, he balks if we stay out too late.” She said with a grin at the siberian’s disgruntled tail flip. “For a perfectionist he likes to go to bed very early.”
“Hmph, That’s because being well rested means one is able to better face the challenges of the day!” Benedict counted. “Is that not right, tovarisch?” He added expectantly to Itsuki.
“Though, I suppose it is good to be in touch with one’s sphere,” Sharatan lightly teased. “There’s a 24/7 corner store a few blocks to the west, we were just heading that way, actually.”
“I thought we were doing another rou-” Benedict began to protest before Sharatan shot him a warning look that had him clamping his feline jaw shut in silence. “Right, new neighborhood.”
She left the question hang in the air, turning her attention to the young man as he landed. The banter between the two spawned a light giggle from Sharatan, who tucked the hair she had been playing with behind her ear.
“Mine isn’t much better, to be honest, he balks if we stay out too late.” She said with a grin at the siberian’s disgruntled tail flip. “For a perfectionist he likes to go to bed very early.”
“Hmph, That’s because being well rested means one is able to better face the challenges of the day!” Benedict counted. “Is that not right, tovarisch?” He added expectantly to Itsuki.
“Though, I suppose it is good to be in touch with one’s sphere,” Sharatan lightly teased. “There’s a 24/7 corner store a few blocks to the west, we were just heading that way, actually.”
“I thought we were doing another rou-” Benedict began to protest before Sharatan shot him a warning look that had him clamping his feline jaw shut in silence. “Right, new neighborhood.”
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The look Themisto gave his fellow was one of dumbfounded awe. So she spoke the language too. He tried mouthing whatever it was Sharatan was saying to Crazy Fuzzball but was completely lost just a few syllables in. “Man… English is hard enough some days. Ya’ll’er impressive, bein’ all bilingual n’ stuff.” The boy, for what it was worth, knew it was Japanese since Itsuki had explained the differences between Chinese and Japanese to him. He wasn’t a very worldly boy by any stretch of the imagination.
“Haaaai~ Dekimasuuuu~” Itsuki replied, seemingly overjoyed with Sharatan. This was displayed in one of the cat’s signature dances, bouncing from paw-to-paw and side-to-side. “Ayako-chan raised me, so I learned a little from her and otosan and okaasan! ...but, I don’t know enough. Uwaaaa, Shara-san, maybe you could teach me???”
A palm went to Themisto’s face. “Look, cat, you can’t just be like oh please teach me stuff, pretty lady like… dude, aren’t you supposed to have manners n’ s**t?”
Itsuki turned and glared at his charge. “Says you, Themi-chan. You’re cussing in front of ladies!”
“SHI--- uh…. I mean… dammit…” Flustered, Themisto turned away from the trio for a moment to collect himself. He hated when Itsuki was in the right, especially in front of their peers. His ears burned from Sharatan’s playful jab at being lost. Too often, that was used against him as the butt of a joke. Maybe he needed a built-in GPS… oh yeah, the phones do that. Dammit.
Itsuki giggled to himself in a way only an intelligent, talking feline could, and turned to Benedict. “O-namae wa nan desu ka~?” Itsuki sought to know as many of his fellow cat as he possibly could. So far, he’d met Ash, who was wonderful. She had said many more existed, and thus needed to be found and befriended.
“Haaaai~ Dekimasuuuu~” Itsuki replied, seemingly overjoyed with Sharatan. This was displayed in one of the cat’s signature dances, bouncing from paw-to-paw and side-to-side. “Ayako-chan raised me, so I learned a little from her and otosan and okaasan! ...but, I don’t know enough. Uwaaaa, Shara-san, maybe you could teach me???”
A palm went to Themisto’s face. “Look, cat, you can’t just be like oh please teach me stuff, pretty lady like… dude, aren’t you supposed to have manners n’ s**t?”
Itsuki turned and glared at his charge. “Says you, Themi-chan. You’re cussing in front of ladies!”
“SHI--- uh…. I mean… dammit…” Flustered, Themisto turned away from the trio for a moment to collect himself. He hated when Itsuki was in the right, especially in front of their peers. His ears burned from Sharatan’s playful jab at being lost. Too often, that was used against him as the butt of a joke. Maybe he needed a built-in GPS… oh yeah, the phones do that. Dammit.
Itsuki giggled to himself in a way only an intelligent, talking feline could, and turned to Benedict. “O-namae wa nan desu ka~?” Itsuki sought to know as many of his fellow cat as he possibly could. So far, he’d met Ash, who was wonderful. She had said many more existed, and thus needed to be found and befriended.
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Benedict stared blankly at Itsuki, while the cat was technically bilingual - he didn’t know any of Sharatan’s other languages besides english, so they stuck with that. Still, Sharatan had answered with her name so - he had at least some clue. “My name is Benedict, it is nice to meet you, tovarisch.”
The dancing had not gone unnoticed, his own tail trying to keep time to the other cat’s steps. It could use more twirls and pirouettes though.
Sharatan grinned and shook her head. “Trilingual, technically. Though, Benedict is bilingual if you know any Russian.” She said.
She felt kinda bad for Themisto and she cleared her throat as he turned away. “It's not like I have virgin ears or anything so if you wanna ******** swear you can ******** swear.” Her tone taking on a more more direct edge to it. “I’m hardly a kitten.”
She did shoot Itsuki a small smile. “And I would love to teach you more Japanese, Itsuki. It’ll be fun.”
The dancing had not gone unnoticed, his own tail trying to keep time to the other cat’s steps. It could use more twirls and pirouettes though.
Sharatan grinned and shook her head. “Trilingual, technically. Though, Benedict is bilingual if you know any Russian.” She said.
She felt kinda bad for Themisto and she cleared her throat as he turned away. “It's not like I have virgin ears or anything so if you wanna ******** swear you can ******** swear.” Her tone taking on a more more direct edge to it. “I’m hardly a kitten.”
She did shoot Itsuki a small smile. “And I would love to teach you more Japanese, Itsuki. It’ll be fun.”
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Themisto whirled around once Sharatan started dropping the f-bombs. “DUDE. Okay so you’re way cooler than I thought. I mean, not that you weren’t cool before, you’re just a higher level of cool. Yeah. Anyway.” Mouth, meet foot. Itsuki snickers as the super senshi stumbled over his linguistic skills. “I’m still tryin’a stop cussin’ so much, you know, tryin’a class it up and everything.
“UWAAA~?! YOU WOULD?! Kyaaaaaaa Shara-san, you’re so nice!!” Itsuki clapped his tiny paws together in sheer happiness and gratitude. “Benedict-sama is your guardian, Shara-san? It’s a pleasure to meet you, Benedict-sama! How long have you been awakened? How long have you been with Shara-san, and how long have you been awakened, Shara-san? I’m pretty new but I’m trying my best!” >u<
The super senshi sighed and rolled his eyes. “I dunno about you guys, but I could use a little grub. Care to walk n’ talk? In English, preferably.” He chuckled with a bit of nervousness. “Itsuki ran into me a couple’a months ago, gave me this upgrade. Thank god for more sensible shoes, am I right? I mean, uh… your kicks are pretty baller, Sharatan. Not that I could run around in them heels, but uh… you know what I mean?”
“UWAAA~?! YOU WOULD?! Kyaaaaaaa Shara-san, you’re so nice!!” Itsuki clapped his tiny paws together in sheer happiness and gratitude. “Benedict-sama is your guardian, Shara-san? It’s a pleasure to meet you, Benedict-sama! How long have you been awakened? How long have you been with Shara-san, and how long have you been awakened, Shara-san? I’m pretty new but I’m trying my best!” >u<
The super senshi sighed and rolled his eyes. “I dunno about you guys, but I could use a little grub. Care to walk n’ talk? In English, preferably.” He chuckled with a bit of nervousness. “Itsuki ran into me a couple’a months ago, gave me this upgrade. Thank god for more sensible shoes, am I right? I mean, uh… your kicks are pretty baller, Sharatan. Not that I could run around in them heels, but uh… you know what I mean?”
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Sharatan gave a cheeky curtsey to Themisto, and winked. “Why thank you, I do try to be cool,” She said with a small giggle. His mention of trying to class it up, she nodded her head a small bit. “Your call, I don’t mind at the end of the day - Benedict might, but he’s a bit stuck up.”
Benedict sniffed insulted and flicked his tail at the barb.
“I do try to be nice as well,” Sharatan said to Itsuki, and bowed her head. “He is, and I haven’t been awakened very long - Just a few months now.” She said with a small nod to the cat.
“I’ve been awakened since last december - so almost a year,” Benedict told the excited cat with a flick of his ear. “Being new has it’s advantages, I’m sure you’re doing fine.”
“Yeah, no, I agree - we should get a move on or we’ll probably draw attention we’d rather not have,” She said as she nodded in agreement to Themisto. Already moving toward him as he motioned to walk. She laughed at his comment and shook her head. “Running in heels is hell - I have to soak my feet most nights. Thank god school’s out.”
Benedict sniffed insulted and flicked his tail at the barb.
“I do try to be nice as well,” Sharatan said to Itsuki, and bowed her head. “He is, and I haven’t been awakened very long - Just a few months now.” She said with a small nod to the cat.
“I’ve been awakened since last december - so almost a year,” Benedict told the excited cat with a flick of his ear. “Being new has it’s advantages, I’m sure you’re doing fine.”
“Yeah, no, I agree - we should get a move on or we’ll probably draw attention we’d rather not have,” She said as she nodded in agreement to Themisto. Already moving toward him as he motioned to walk. She laughed at his comment and shook her head. “Running in heels is hell - I have to soak my feet most nights. Thank god school’s out.”
