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 Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2018 7:25 pm
Elvira had been in a somewhat melancholy mood lately. Things had just felt…off. What with Virell being so sad and with Ciel…things being strange…and that new boy that they had made into a senshi…things were just really, really strange.
And she wasn’t coping well but there was nobody who wasn’t super busy to talk to about it…and so she patrolled. A lot.
Like tonight, the senshi of poinsettias was out, looking for trouble or friends or trouble to turn in to friends and she felt so…
So alone while doing it, she just wanted to cry.
Maybe she should have asked Arias to come along with her or Julienne or…or Ida or anyone but…
Quietly the senshi sat on a bench, curled up with her knees hugged to her chest. Maybe she was just in a funk and that was all…but it had been a very long funk, if she were going to allow herself to think about it. Normally funks were a few days at most but…
But she had been upset since the whole Ciel thing and…and there was nothing she could do to make herself feel better.
She felt a slight prickle of chaos nearby but didn’t pay it much mind…it wasn’t strong at all and she figured it was maybe a small youma or something…nothing dangerous at all.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2018 5:17 pm
Life was good for Tiberius the cat.
Actually, no.
Life was great. He was busy with his glorious projects, his Mistress was pleased with him, the team was doing fairly well (if you didn't count the trashfire), and thanks to a few 'business deals' Tiberius had managed to clear out part of the feral male cat population at the movie theater.
Normally he didn't go out alone - a Mauvian alone was a really bad idea - but he'd sent his ward off to find something tasty to eat so he could get some work done. Having a chaos-infused human around really didn't help with the whole 'I'm a sweet kitty just tryin to make it in this mean ol' world' vibe he tried to put out half the time. Plus, Mab was garbage - not even part of the Team. Tiberius was only taking the basic corrupt around because he'd awakened the little jerk and because Sourpatch had asked. Nicely.
With beer.
And so it was that the massive Mauvian menace meandered along, sensing out a bright and shining order aura that just begged for attention. A little 'iffy' to take on an Eternal...but it was stationary. Maybe another of those Order-side sad-sacks that just needed a little 'push' to see things the right way? His job was to check such things out carefully; creeping on soft padded feet until he saw the Christmas-y lookin dame hunched over on a bench like she didn't have a friend in the world.
Oh yeah, that's a sad-sack if I ever saw one... Tibs crept out of the darkness, two glowing eyes and a star showing first as light played off the reflective surfaces. "Hey kiddo, you don't look like you're havin' a good time. Penny for your thoughts?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2018 5:50 pm
Elvira blinked and glanced up, and when her eyes finally found the cat who was talking, they lit up for a moment with pure joy, though that was quickly stifled when she realized that this cat was the source of the chaos aura.
Quietly she sighed, shrugging. “I’m sure you don’t even have a penny so I can’t really see how it would be worth my time…you’re just a cat, after all…and a bad one at that!”
She was smiling a little though, she couldn’t help it…he was fluffy…and really, really cute and even though she knew it was stupid, she wanted to snuggle with him. Cats always made her feel better. Julienne always did, at the very least.
Quietly, the senshi moved over, patting the space beside her on the bench and then sighed. “It’s just…been a rough few weeks, I guess. I think my girlfriend might be…I don’t know. Too much for me. But. What does that even matter, right? Please. Come up here so I can pet you.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 6:46 pm
A wealth of emotions played over the dame's face, Tiberius savvy enough to catch and catalogue each and every one. He was mildly insulted that the little senshi seemed to be upset at his Chaos aura, but not so much that he left her alone.
No, it was her penny comment that brought out the snarky snob in the cat. "Excuse me princess, but haven't you heard not to judge a book by it's cover?" Tiberius squatted where he was, wiggling his butt before putting forth enough effort to do a mighty flip - and from this flip a shiny penny spun in the air before dropping onto the bench beside Elvira, as did Tiberius.
"I happen to be a very good cat, and you seem to need a friend." It hadn't taken much and the brunette was spilling her guts - he'd been right, she needed to talk. That's a helluva lot more than a penny, dollface.. He didn't bother with delicacy, just sinuously moved to the senshi's side and sat down so that he could put a paw on her leg in a friendly manner. Tiberius could practically look Elvira in the eyes with how she was slumped and how large he was; instead he knocked his head against her chin gently.
"I know about dames, if you got one and she's too much you either tell her or you dump her. Gotta be comfortable with your mate, they're who you're safe with, right? Right."
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2018 8:57 am
Elvira paused at the appearance of the penny, then just laughed softly, picking it up and holding it in her hand. “Well. I suppose you’re talented as well as cute, but…” Her hand moved over, petting the large fluffy creature, laughing again as he nudged his face against her chin. Cats were endlessly comforting…and if this one wasn’t chaos…she would take him home in an instant.
“I don’t think I could just…just tell her though. I don’t know. She’s really proud. Too proud. Like…kind of…too proud for her own good? She thinks that she’s this invincible goddess but…she’s only a seventeen year old girl. And I for one know that there’s nothing invincible about being seventeen. Not that I’m there yet, but I will be soon enough, and I know that you don’t just gain god like strength and endurance the day you turn seventeen. Not that it wouldn’t be cool but. It’s utterly unrealistic. And just because we have magical abilities…we’re still human. Taking unnecessary risks is just…stupid. She’s just stupid.”
The senshi blew out a breath and curled over, burying her face in the cat’s soft fur. “…This is a hell of a lot more than a penny. I’m sorry. It’s been eating me up…”
He was as fluffy as Julienne was. Maybe even more. She liked it.
“…Why aren’t you on my side of things? I could take you home and lavish you with all sorts of wonderful things if only you weren’t chaos…”
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2018 8:00 pm
Dames. Tiberius kept his inward sigh over the emotional yo-yo-ing the female species did to himself and instead set his jet-engine purr going at a nice idle as thanks for the petting. She was no Elex with his almost fastidiously fussy petting, nor Stroud with the firm, commanding strokes - Elvira had her own style of petting and the Mauvian was fine with that as long as his needs were being met.
"You White Mooners got that problem a lot. No, don't gimme that-- ya' do." He huffed and flicked his tail more, but allowed the ignomity of having a human putting their face in his puffs. Hell, Tiberius even gave the little senshi's head a few licks for comfort's sake. "Lot of folks find themselves wearin' white, automatically think they're on the right side. I'm not gonna argue who's good or evil, dollface - that's eye-of-the-beholder stuff - but Hollywood's given an idea that white is good and black is bad."
"Do your own thing, make up your own mind. Don't just assume Chaos is bad 'cause some jackass wrote it down in that Primer of yours. Yeah, I know about it. Trust yourself. Same with this dame of yours. If she's too much, tell her. If you can't tell her...that's a problem all it's own. Gotta be able to talk to your mate." Not that he'd know, his favorite mate was a gloriously bitchy Queen at the theater. Or Aelius' pillow when the guy wasn't doing what he was supposed to do and needed punishment...but Elvira didn't need confirmation that Tiberius was actually a Chaotic-aligned Chaos Mau.
She just needed to have him roll into her lap, offering his cinnamony colored belly fluffs for petting as he offered feline life-lessons and a glorious view of his dark-chocolate toebeans.
"Could do it anyway, I'm a gentleman." He didn't figure she'd give him her home address and civilian glamour, which was why his tone held more of a 'pet me' tone than a 'tell me' one. "Or...you could jump ship like Sourpatch did. It's not so bad."Orangeish Sherbert In which Elvira is lovely and Tiberius is complete garbage xD;;
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Posted: Fri Mar 08, 2019 7:35 pm
Elvira sighed, not liking how much his words made sense. Not the part about Hollywood and the colors meaning good and bad…but the part about trusting herself…even though that…well.
She supposed it all blended together. “I don’t know if I can just tell her…she…just…gets so…” Elvira grumbled. “She’s so damn passionate but…it’s just too much for me.”
The senshi enjoyed the sight of the toe beans and even went so far as to take one of the Mauvian’s paws and squeeze it gently, sighing. “…You are too damn cute for your own good, and you know it and if I see you again out here, I’ll spoil you, all right. Soft toys and good food and...” She trailed off, biting her lip and seeming to honestly be torn before asking her next question. “…what do you mean by jump ship? Like…join chaos? Get corrupted?” There was a sudden ache in her chest at the very thought, but she swallowed and shrugged. “…Who’s sourpatch? What happened?”
Though she wasn’t sure she wanted to know…she didn’t want Tiberius to leave…she was enjoying this far too much.
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2019 5:43 pm
Fluff-surrounded toes spread to engulf the fingers gently squishing them; she was alright. A bit off her rocker in not taking his advice when it was so damn good, but that was human dames for you. Strange creatures. Changeable. See how quick she locked onto Sourpatch to avoid thinking about her own problems?
Tiberius huffed and grabbed onto her arm with both front legs, drawing her hand to his mouth so he could make like he was gonna bite it, but then rub his cheeks against her fingers. "Sourpatch is an awful man, big grumpy b*****d-no, don't look at me like that. It's what he is." Again the Mauvian rubbed his scent on her fingers, cranking his purr up a few notches.
"He asked us to take him. Was a double agent for us too. Hated most every Order senshi he came across - paraphrasing, but he'd've told you that himself back when. Got to see some Order royals," Here the Mauvian sneered a bit, his ears flattening as he very carefully bunny kicked her arm - not angry, playful with action but his feelings about the White Moon royals clear as day, "And was absolutely done with that side. Went right on over to Metallia as an informant right after. Year later, made the demand to take the black as his due."
"Proudly, too. Made everyone look real good, so I heard. Stood proud and strong before the General King. It wasn't something we forced on him, Miss Christmas. He picked himself, made that choice all his own 'cause it worked for him." Was he maybe giving the brunette a look? Like she should do the same thing, as in..make choices that worked for her and to hell with the rest? Yep. He was. Feline looks.
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Posted: Wed Mar 27, 2019 7:30 pm
Elvira was growing more and more delighted with the cat’s antics and couldn’t stop the stupid smile that was spreading across her face. His purring was making her want to just smother him with kisses and pets from now until the end of time, and while she was half listening, his meaning at least was perhaps getting to her.
“And he’s happy now? Sourpatch?” Honestly, she hoped so. It was important to be happy. She should…try to make sure that she was happy but.
“I’ve never met any order royals…is there something wrong with them?” Elvira hadn’t missed his reaction and looked almost confused. “I didn’t even know that we had royals.”
The look he gave her almost made her squirm and she looked away. “What are you even…what is that look for?” She pouted and huffed.
“…Does it hurt? To ah. Jump ship? Did it hurt Sourpatch? Can I meet him?” It didn’t quite make sense to ask but…she wanted to. If only to see this dumb cat again.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2019 10:25 pm
For all that he liked to come off as the all-knowing, all-seeing Master of the Universe, Tiberius really couldn't have spoken for the Finn's happiness: that taciturn piece of engineering trash was nearly impossible to read on his best days. Telling the truth was a risk, but he felt like it was something he ought to do, not because it was the right thing or any such lofty ideal, but because his gut told him it was good timing and would touch all the proper buttons with Sailor Christmas Plant while he ever-so-gently bunny kicked her arm.
"Couldn't say, kiddo. He's an impossible man." Cinnamon-coloured fur and dark nose pressed against pale skin, "He thrives, is what I can say. Seems to be his version of happy, far as I can tell."
Not knowing about Royals was interesting - some of those Order suckers didn't know? How did they not know, wasn't it in their primer? Or was it not? He hadn't gotten a chance to study the damned thing up close and what Aue could remember was...well, it wasn't enough. Tiberius wanted a copy. Word for grating word, at his clawtips for dissection. "Mmm, well. We can talk about the Royals in a minute if you want, sweetness, but back to the topic at hand."
Tiberius stretched languidly, then rolled back up in her lap, chewing idly at part of her skirt and enjoying the way the magic of it fizzled on his tongue as it broke apart. "It hurts if you fight it, I know. You could ask Sourpatch about it in detail though. I'm sure we could arrange a meeting, he's kind of a jackass, but he's not trigger happy. Then he could tell you straight up, 'cause he went willingly."
"At the very least, it'll exhaust you. Having Metallia pour her energy into you and remake you. The rest, ehhh...best ask Aue."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2019 8:46 am
Her mind was racing in a dozen different directions, and the cat was doing nothing to stop it, being so stupidly and wonderfully cute as he was. Finally Elvira just nodded, continuing to run her fingers through the thick, soft fur. She never thought that she would ever sit here and think about changing sides, but…
Maybe she was just finding out information so she could help to…bring these two back to where they belonged. This sweet cat and Sourpatch. Aue?
Elvira found her head continuing to nod and she looked down at the beautiful, majestic creature in her lap and gave a little smile. “Yeah…could I meet him? I…I don’t know why but I have a lot of questions…”
The idea of pain put her off though, the idea of hurting but…
”Who’s Metallia?” She was still interested, and even more so at the idea of being remade. “What do you mean by she’ll pour her energy in me and remake me? How can someone be remade?” Her eyes were bright with honest curiosity. “I’ve never heard of Metallia…is she nice?” …Perhaps that was a dumb question. If she remade people into chaos…there was no way she could be nice but…
Elvira waited for an answer, looking almost hopeful.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2019 11:20 am
One of the best parts about being in feline form was that Tiberius could be an insidious little s**t...and also super cute at the same time...and there was nothing anyone could do to stop him. Being a cat made being a conman way easier, that was for sure!
He squinched up at her, mouth a big :3 with twitching whiskers. "Sure thing Christmas, I'll set it up whenever you want. Now? Tomorrow? Next week? No problem." You know why. Because nothing makes sense, because you're human and humans are are curious as any cat. Because running away sounds real good sometimes, don't it? In those stories, kids n' dames were always kiting off from responsibilities or something, he knew. She was having mate trouble, so wouldn't it just be so nice to abscond from that? Yeah. He knew.
"Metallia," Tiberius sat up in her lap so he could touch her nose with his before dropping back down into a curl and working his paws cutely in direct contrast to the seriousness of the information he was dropping, "Is the reason we exist, Christmas. She's everything Chaos. Our Leader, our Reason for everything. She grants us power, guides us, and shapes us." His tail flicked back and forth slowly, a silken plume of mackerel tabby, "Just like she'll do with you, if you join. She'll give you access to Chaos energy, 'n that'll remake your powers. You'll be Black Christmas then."
He chuckled, his purr never stopping for one second, "Metallia is, sweetness. Nice, not nice. Good and bad. Are you always nice? Not every second, but you do your best dontcha? Break it down, and Metallia is like that. But with the benefit of millennia worth of wisdom guiding her. Innit great? Know anybody else been around that long? I sure don't!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2019 3:11 pm
The nose boop just about killed her, and Elvira was utterly lost, snuggling against the cat and pressing kisses against his soft fur. “…It sounds…interesting. I…I’ll think about it…I…” The thought of Chaos energy was a frightening one but…she was curious. And that was nothing that she had ever thought she’d be before. Curious about chaos.
But…she couldn’t just let Tiberius know that…so…
“Maybe…I’ll think about it all for now…maybe we shouldn’t set a date for me to meet Sourpatch…maybe tell him about me? And if I meet him at some point, it’s all well and good…and if I run into you again…”
There was a longing in her voice and her eyes as she gazed down at the god of fluff. “…Well, then you can see if he’d want to talk then…or we can set up something more concrete…but…”
Elvira swallowed and tried to imagine it. It gave her goosebumps, but in some strange, backwards part of her mind…she wanted to know what it would be like. Wanted to know what it would feel like…and how she would be remade. But…
Her mouth felt suddenly dry and the senshi just shook her head. “…Yes I think that would be best…f-for now we’ll just let…let fate decide if I talk to him…and if I see you again, that seems like the best path to travel down…” And maybe she could find out more about this Metallia…find some better way to satisfy her curiosity. Some way that didn’t lead her down the path to chaos.
But the idea of being…remade.
“…Do you think I’d be better than I am now?” The question slipped out before she could stop it, and she regretted it almost instantly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2019 11:46 am
He'd pushed her about as far as he could push before she'd crumble, so it was time to let it go and let Miss Christmas ruminate and absorb things at her own pace. Dames! Tiberius kept up his low-frequency jet engine rumble, a smooth in-out purring meant to soothe and distract and let the young woman know he was there for her. "Sounds like a good plan, Christmas. And don't you worry, I'm sure you'll see me again, I'm always around."
Not a lie in the slightest, Tiberius was extremely friendly and people-centric, so he tended to wander about in people populated areas. Elvira seemed to be getting a bit upset, so he caught one of her hands and pulled it carefully to his face for grooming, tongue rasping lightly across the less sensitive pad of flesh under her thumb and across her palm; his tongue surprisingly soft for having keratinized barbs for grooming.
"I think you'd be different," The cat answered honestly, pausing in licking the salt from her palm to look up at her with a feline smile, "I mean, it would give you stronger magic, if that's what you mean. And you could teleport." These things he said as an aside, like it wasn't even a consideration or part of what she'd meant at all - things that held no bearing on whether or not she'd be better.
"Do you want to be better? Be better. Only you can do that, Chaos or not. Ain't up to me or Metallia, sweetness. Chaos just gives you that extra oomph, y'know?" Once more, he marked her hand with soft fur and scent. "It's not something you gotta decide right now, today, or even tomorrow. So you just think about things. Think about your mate, and your life. And what you really want. That's important stuff."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2019 1:18 pm
Elvira nodded and gave a small laugh at the feeling of his tongue on her hand. It felt so nice, and so funny and…she just wanted to stay with this cat. He was so friendly and…she utterly adored him.
She gave another nod at his answer and seemed again thoughtful. “I’m glad that I don’t have to decide right now…because I don’t think I could…but it’s something to think about…and…yeah. I’ll see you again…soon, I hope…”
Reluctantly the senshi scooped the cat up and put him gently on the bench as she stood and brushed herself off, sighing heavily. “I…thank you for tonight…though…” There was hesitation, and a true reluctance to leave. “You’ve raised more issues than I had when I started here but…I…”
She could be remade. With stronger magic. She could…teleport? What an interesting thought and…
And she wouldn’t think about it now. Quietly she gave a little wave and swallowed before breaking into a run to get away from the overly cute feline. Perhaps her mind would calm down when he was out of her sight. But…
She hoped that Julienne was going to come over tonight. She wanted another cat to snuggle…very badly wanted another cat to snuggle.
At least until she could see Tiberius again.
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