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 Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2017 4:57 am
"… And you're really gonna like him. I mean, he's the cutest cat. Is that, uh, what's the word… Cliché to say about a cat? That they're cute? I feel like that's probably not something you wanna say to one of the Mauvians but I haven't really been around them long enough to know.
"Anyway, he really seems to like it if you scratch his ears and rub his belly. And he likes catnip, so if you feel like stopping by sometime and want to make a good visit out of it, maybe bring some. Oh, and I have this old stash of it in this office I kinda sorta decided to make mine — it's number 176 — so you're free to take some if you want." The corrupted senshi rambled at length about all things cat while Chalcanthite followed in tow. Ochre was quite enjoying himself after shifting the pair to Negaspace, even if the drain felt palpable in the sluggishness of his limbs. Still, he marched on through winding corridors and chanced a shortcut through a cave tunnel to locate the Mauvian HQ.
Only half a minute of Ochre's unending dialogue had passed before he located the telltale door. "Okay, this is it." He shot Chalcanthite a naked look of excitement as he rapped knuckles on the solid surface.
"Oh, and you'll love his ear puffs. Did I mention that before? I think I mentioned that before…" The corrupted senshi flashed a bashful smile for his own motor mouth.
Bouncing on his heels a bit, he waited with bated breath for the star Mauvian to answer their call.sara draconia hope this works! you're up first?
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 1:41 pm
Chalcanthite nodded and followed Ochre, it was nice being out of the cold night air. Ochre's aura of excitement started to spread to Chalcanthite the more he spoke. It was quickly becoming a kitty party instead of a meeting for info but, he didn't care in the slightest. It would be nice to have a break from formalities and stiffness. "Actually I am very well informed about catnip, it makes Desiree go all fluffy and wild. I keep a little spray bottle form of it on my piano for her. Cats are very cute and I would say cute is purrfectly alright thing to call a cat." As soon as Chalcanthite uttered the pun he nearly died inside that he had let it slip. Once they reached the door, he committed its design to memory for future journeys to visit the talking cats. He wondered how they opened they door if they were cats, was there some sort of string pulley device or string thing to pull the handle? A soft smile grew on Chal's face as Ochre continued to talk about the feline visitor they would be seeing soon. He was so very ready to meet an army of cats.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2017 10:57 pm
Inside the Mauvian HQ, there was both Chaos and chaos. Some of the other cats didn't bother to clean up after themselves, some did. And some were busily ensconced in projects that had varying degrees of probable completion and functionality, like Tiberius.
He was half buried inside a middling console when rapping came to the human-sized door. "<********>" Gracefully and with great pomp did he disentangle himself from most of the wires so that he could go and use his forehead star to access a panel that opened the door with a soft whoosh. He was pleasantly surprised to see Red and...some sucker he didn't know yet.
But they were absolutely a sucker. Cats just knew.
"Reeeed, hey. How ya doin~" Tiberius made pleasant rounds of Ochre's ankles and stood up so he could jam his head against the senshi's hand before regarding Chalcanthite thoughtfully. "I'm Tiberius."
"Come on in, it's a wreck. Got some fun s**t going down." The Mauvian spoke cheerfully, sauntering over to Chalcanthite with his tail up, "In ya go, mind the wires."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 12:58 am
"Oh my god, was that a cat pun?" Ochre turned to the taller man, wide-eyed. He thought he was the only person in the world who was feline-desperate enough to make cat puns, but he was certain one just fell out of Chal's face. A grinch's grin slowly broadened his features and he shot the captain a knowing look. "I won't tell anybody as long as you keep making those."
He loved the kitty puns. He even kept the cat language generator bookmarked on his computer, not that he often saw use of it.
The door opened, then, and Ochre's smile switched purposes to genuine excitement. "Hey, Tibs!" The senshi reached down to pet his furry companion vigorously. The silky fur felt like a balm to his hands, and fingers petted their way down to the tip of his bottle-brush tail. The additional bunting received a delighted coo as facepets were administered ad nauseam. He scritched gently behind the mauvian's ears before he parted from present company. "It's so good to see you again. I hope you've been doing okay. I'd drop in more often but I didn't want you to get sick of me."
Straightening up, he followed the cat inside. A quick glance toward an open, gutted console confirmed the feline's warnings, and he took care to avoid accidentally closing a circuit with his bare arm. He found his original pillow and took up position on it at once.
"So um, this is Captain Chalcanthite. We've been running into each other pretty often, and he had said he never met a Mauvian before, so I wanted to introduce you two. Sorry we showed up on such uh, short notice. I should have called ahead or something, but I wasn't thinking about it," he admitted bashfully. "But, you guys are some of our best assets on the tech side, and you're the reason we Negaverse senshi can even power up, so I figured it was pretty important to get acquainted with the Mauvians. And who better than you?" He smiled at the puff, perhaps vacantly.
"Anyway, Chal's been working on some pretty cool stuff that I thought you might be interested in. He's been looking into energy draining and how to make it easier for new recruits. I mean, energy draining isn't easy when you're a basic or a captain, so any chance to maybe make that easier is a good chance to take, right? And since you're good with tech, maybe you have some suggestions on that stuff." Now that he vocalized his intentions, they sounded a little too forced to explain their presence in the Mauvian HQ. They'd probably each figured out long ago that Ochre just wanted to introduce some of his favorite people to each other, but as long as he didn't have to fess up to that, he considered the introductions a win.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2018 1:31 pm
Chalcanthite nodded to Ochre and watched the kitty before following them both inside. Being as tall as he was, it was especially difficult to avoid the wires. "Yes it is a pleasure to meet you Tiberius, Sir. I have mainly done research regarding energy draining or on senshi specifically from the other side. Although I was unaware about the cat aspect of all of that. I can surely say it is a pleasant surprise that you work on tech since I would like some assistance on that front as well." Being formal had always worked for him so he had to avoid petting the extremely adorable cat until they deemed it was alright or if Ochre brought it up again like before with the ear puffs. There were wires everywhere, he wondered how anyone navigated the workshop before remembering there were cats here and that they took up much less space. He wondered how they did anything with paws when it came to tech, honestly anything would surprise him now that a talking cat was common apparently. At this point he looked around for somewhere to sit, all while keeping his long braid from getting caught in the electronics. "What kinda of devices or things are you working on in here?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2018 2:12 am
"Aw Red, you know I couldn't get sick 'a you." Ochre gave really nice pets, was smart enough to do the fiddly work Tibs asked him to, and was a senshi. All good things. Plus, he always smelled really nice - not quite as good as catnip, a queen in heat, or a freshly cooked pizza say -but good all on his own. Clean and a little bit like ozone. "Come by more." Invitation or demand, it was one and the same coming from the Mauvian now sizing up Ochre's companion.
He watched the humans navigate the mess of parts, wires, cushions, and technical detritus with perked ears and bright eyes; Ochre found his seat with little trouble but the newbie seemed to not know where to put his limbs. Interesting. "Don't sweat it Red, I needed a break anyway." Flattery would get the corrupt senshi everywhere - Tiberius was as vain as he was a conniving little s**t, and he was a conniving little s**t through and through.
Tibs didn't bother taking a seat on one of the many cushions spread about, instead he walked himself right into Ochre's lap as though he owned it, flopping with gusto in a manner that would allow him to watch Chalcanthite while they conversed. Ochre was saying that his new officer buddy had some skills, some ideas - so his Lord and Master Fluffington was willing to play court so long as Red kept lavishing affection on him as he knew the senshi would.
"Is that so?" Chalcanthite confirmed, polite and deferential to Tiberius' genius. As he should be. "Trying to improve the amplitude, distance, or what? 'Cause all that upgrades a lot when you do. Can't say it wouldn't be useful, having a lieutenant being able to pull in what a General can." But those ******** are dangerously stupid most of the time, don't know their head from a hole in the ground. Be a shame if they mass-killed folks tryin'. Then again...could be worth it, maybe a limiter device, keep them from cocking it up too bad... Tiberius' tail tip flicked slowly, thumping against Ochre's thigh in a manner that suggested his mind had ventured off on some complex and unknowable feline tangent.
"Sure kid, toss your data my way and we can have a look-see." Reaching one thickly furred paw out, the Mauvian gestured for Chal to take a cushion near to his human one, "Fold up those stems and get comfortable. Mind you don't sit on anything sharp." Tiberius chuckled and looked around the HQ's tangle of wires with a sly expression. "We work on all sorts. Your com devices, the database. Wifi in the barracks. But you're wondering why the Mau HQ looks like a Terminator exploded in it."
He sat up a bit, looking pleased with himself and at having an audience, rapt and attentive as this pair seemed. "Most stuff's classified as hell, can't talk about it. But half of this is just upgrading the system so one of our own's attacks don't bork it. Needed some goddamn insulation from his magic, just in case. The other half? I'm workin on robots, but shhh. Y'didn't hear s**t." Tibs was also working on bleeding edge prosthetic technologies, but he wasn't willing to talk about that just yet. It was, as he'd mentioned, 'classified as hell'.
"Of course, we do standard stuff like programming too, so if you can think of an app you'd like for the tablets and the Bosses approve, it can happen. I'm trying to get General King Axinite to approve a match three time waster but he's not too keen on it."
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2018 7:17 pm
Tibs's command-invitation was met with a nod. He liked the cat plenty; any excuse to see him more often was a good excuse. Plus it was like, Negaverse networking. No one could fault him for networking with the kitties that supported him.
The soft, warm, familiar comfort of a cat on his lap put Ochre's hands into motion automatically. One ring-filled hand went to Tibs's neck, where he scratched lightly with fingernails, and the other made long strokes across Tibby's sleek body. Occasionally they paused to scratch against the cat's ribs, then continue on in the fur-smoothing, petting motions. And, when Tibby seemed itchy, Ochre would segue into scratching around his puffy ears. Overall, the Negaverse senshi was content to sit back and let the cat take over the conversation while he attended to the cat's basic needs.
He didn't really know a lot about what was mentioned, though. He felt comfortable with the term amplitude, sure, but getting into the nitty-gritty of how electronics were programmed and built the way they were escaped him. He just knew how to solder stuff where he was told to. And how to operate the device afterward, usually.
Though he did interrupt with a chuckle when Tibs used to word 'stems'. He imagined, briefly, Chalcanthite equipped with spriggy, spry green stems in place of arms and legs. Clearing his throat, he tried to shelve his mirth for a later time.
"Um, you know, I think it'd be really great if we had a Google Maps-esque app that we could like… Pinboard on? Does that make sense? Like, uh, I went out energy-draining one day and discovered that this one theatre place is super great for easy energy. Like, nobody there pays attention or something. So I can pin the area and leave a note about that. Then a few days later, the next agent comes along and edits my pin, like, 'people are smart about this now. Avoid for a while'. And so on and so forth. And maybe it could have a search function for 24-hour coffee shops and eateries? Cuz, uh, it's pretty easy to fall asleep on the job at night." Ochre steadfastly resumed petting Tibs, until he realized what he'd said. "Oh! Uh, not that I've done that… or anything. I've just seen it happen?
"Anyway, I think Chalcanthite is gonna be really successful with his idea. Have you found people to try it with, yet?" He asked, directing his last question to the lone officer in the room.
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