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 Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2018 11:09 am
In the end there had been a lot of waffling by the girl about not knowing if it was a good idea or not to bring Faust home with her. She didn't knew her roommates very well yet, and if pets were even allowed. And she didn't want to risk her lease there. It probably wouldn't have mattered, but she was already on edge and still shaky from...everything. Instead, after the dust settled and the the chaotic energy was gone, Phoebe had powered down and walked back to her car where it sat in the park parking lot. "Do..." she'd started, then frowned, as realized she didn't have access to her keys like these. She had to power down to reach her purse. "Are you alright?" Glancing down at the cat, she turned to lean against the compact car, hands trapped beneath her rear. Her arm still hurt, but it wasn't sharp like it had been, and the bleeding at slowed. Still no dizziness or burning. Nothing to suggest the bite had been poisonous. There were a few scraps, a few bruises she knew she'd feel in the morning, but Phoebe was fairly certain she was alright. She didn't see the cat take any hits, but he'd showed up when she'd been incapacitated, so she wasn't positive. Everything still felt very surreal, like this was all just some crazy dream that she'd wake up from at any moment.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2018 9:51 am
Faust felt pretty damn good. Exhausted, but they just kicked the a** of some youma tramp that was wandering around the city hurting people. And he awakened a ******** senshi to this rigamarole of a war. Mission accomplished in many ways.
Faust still rode that high when Pheobe led the pair further into the park, pressed against her car, and asked him how he fared after their supernatural scuffle. "Sheeit," the cat huffed out, "I'm feelin' damn fine, Sparkles. Ain't nothin' like dusting a youma to get the old blood pumpin'. 'Cept maybe whoopin' Nega a** but we ain't doin' that on our first run. Gotta work up to it." Faust paused, shook, and waggled his stump of a tail to dislodge some extra youma dust.
"The real question is, are you ok? You jus' got told you're a magical superhero who can save the city from the Nega menace. I bet you got a helluva lotta questions about this whole thing. Like, 'why me', or 'what does this all mean', or some other s**t. Why you — 'cuz I found yo' a** and sensed your potential. And what does this all mean — it means you gonna be kickin' Negaverse a** to kingdom come and save this damn city from all the trouble they causin'.
"But you ain't doin' it alone. There's a ton' of senshi out there that can help you out. All you gotta do is put on your friendly face and start chattin' em up. But only go for the ones in white or light colors. And you're gonna need this when you do it." Faust paused to dig around in the dirt, turning in place, until he reached into the shallow hole with his face and pulled a cellphone from seemingly nowhere."
"RRphf." Faust bobbed his head toward her in invitation to take the trinket.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2018 5:59 pm
He was certainly energetic, and there was something really familiar about the cat standing at her feet that she just couldn't quite place. Maybe it'd come to her later, or maybe it wouldn't. She was pretty dang sure this was the first time she'd ever encountered a talking cat, so it wasn't that, and Jack really didn't interact with cats much as a whole. Not that she didn't like them, but her mother had always been allergic so they'd never had one as a pet when she'd been growing up, and any apartment she'd lived in had been strictly no pets and...none of that really mattered right now. Lips rolling together, the girl turned to unlock the door and open it so she could take a seat inside, folding her arms across her knees so she could lean over them. "Sparkles?" That managed to pull a small smile out of her, but she shook her head as he mentioned questions. Not that she didn't have them, just that... "This isn't your first rodeo," she mused as he preemptively answered the two questions that had been at the tip of her tongue. Dark brows rose as he turned to dig at the dirt, pulling a cellphone from the shallow hole and offering it up to her. "F-for me?" After everything she'd just seen, producing a phone from nowhere shouldn't have been that impressive or that surprising, but it was. She took it, turning it slowly in her hands to look it over before looking back down at the cat. "This isn't just a normal phone, is it?" Drawing in a breath that had her chest rising and falling, Jack sat up again, eyes flicking up and away, across the park, then down once again as she gave her lap a little inviting pat.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2019 11:05 pm
"Damn right, this ain't my first rodeo. I could manage a goddamn chain of rodeos by now. Been doin' this s**t since 2014 and that is a damn long time to be spending on this single-person-recruiting business. Hell if it ain't just a waste of time often enough…" Faust chuffed. When was the last time he heard about some senshi making critical progress in the war? When did anyone make critical progress? The war just felt like a shitty way of life at this point. Shitty, but it got him plenty of fish and places to sleep at night.
"Back to the point. That hunk of plastic in your hand? That's your senshi phone. It calls other senshi phones once you snap a photo of 'em, then you can call 'em whenever you got something to say. It's gonna be how you first start branchin' out, and how you bail your a** outta getting stomped by the Negaverse sometimes.
"Here." Faust leapt to her lap, needing no invite, and turned six and a half times before rotating the other direction, hesitating, pawing one two three times against her leg, then settling into a furlog. Chuffing again, he shook out his head and summoned his own communicator to his ear. "Snap me into your contacts and gimme a call." It'd be her first step into learning how to senshi.
The next step was identifying the enemy and how to kick the enemy's a**. She had a little field practice in that, at least. As for the rest? He wished Thraen was there to deliver all that mumbo jumbo about the war's history and why it's important to stop earth's aggressors. Maybe he'd tell her all about past lives and home planets. But damn, that'd be a mountain for one night.
The phone, the enemy, the combat. That was the game plan. That was enough for a day.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2019 5:50 am
She lifted her arms as he jumped up so he had plenty of room, but once he'd done his turning and settled her hands lowered, one stroking gentle fingers along a dark ear as the other poked at the screen of her phone to bring the camera up. It was remarkably similar to the phone she had now, seemed to have all the same basic apps on it. "Can this replace my normal phone, or..?" Cause if it could there was no reason to keep paying her current service provider. Not really her biggest concern of the night, but it was a nice, easy question. Easy was good. Holding the phone up she centered his face on her screen before snapping a picture and waited as the phone did it's thing. There was the blink of the screen, a message of confirmation, and then she was being redirected to her contacts. "Faust, is that your name?" It occurred to her that she hadn't known it up to that point. That in all the chaos of him charging in to save her life and her having to fight that, that snake thing there hadn't been time for introductions. She stroked her fingers along his ear again, then between them and along his back. "I'm Jack. Jacqueline , but Jack." He already knew her senshi name. Bight eyes flicking to the phone again she hi the little phone icon to call the cat's communicator.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2019 10:37 am
"Hell no, it don't replace your normal phone! That s**t only happens when you powered!" A light flared and Faust squinted, face still snarled from his response. What came next on Phoebe's phone was a drunken lull to his lids with his face half-opened the way only cats could manage. "And don't stay powered all the time or you gonna bring hell down on yo'self. Only power up when you got the time to spare to help out this war — and the energy, too. Fighting's hard work." And sticking around was more important than getting her face smashed in because she wanted to give it her all.
"Glad to see that thing's workin', though." How did it know his name like what in the hell kinda tech were these other Maus getting up to — "Faust is me. Good to meet you, Jack. Or Phoebe, I should say. Of Euphoria. That's how you gotta refer to yourself in this form, now — no more Jack 'til you sure that person ain't gonna stab you in the back and sell you for a quarter.
"There gonna be a lot to tell you over the next few days, Phoebe. Everything from space travel to thousand year histories to people trying to eat your family's souls and leave 'em for dead. Helluva lot of stuff. Stuff about that snake b***h who tried to kill you, too. An' it ain't gonna be easy.
"So. Tell you what. Imma live with you for a few days. Tell you everything I got. An' when I'm through with you, you're gonna feel like a goddamn expert. Pinnacle of senshi life. You feel me?" Faust looked to her menacingly, his intent to refuse a no clear as the sky overhead.
"Now there's just one last thing imma tell you today. It's about bitches like that snake woman. She from an organization called the Negaverse, and the Negaverse's main goal is to attack people like you and yo' friends and drain all the energy outta 'em. Literally drain that energy. And then use it to fuel their death machine bullshit. It ain't okay, so that's why cats like me awaken people like you to their magical power. I want you to help me stop 'em, and how you do that is with your fists and your feet and the magic you used earlier. You'll be able to feel 'em skulkin' about by that bad feeling you'll get in your head. Feels like a toothache comin' on, or like someone's stalkin' you. So when you feel that, be prepared."
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 8:11 am
A rather ridiculous looking picture of the cat popped up on her screen and Phoebe smiled, a small hum of amusement escaping before Faust continued on, and oh geez was there ever a lot to take in. The smile faded, a lost look replacing it, and Midway through Faust's condensed explanation of things she'd taken to chewing at her lower lip. There were certainly some interesting bits, space travel at the forefront, but there was an awful lot about her family and friends being in very real danger and that sort of smoothered any sense if fascination that might have crept up before that part. Faust wanted her to fight. Phoebe didn't know the first thing about fighting. She'd never been in so much as a scuffle up to this point and even if she'd known how, she didn't...want to. No, that wasn't it. She didn't know if she could. Still worrying at her lip the new senshi ran a hand down the guardian cat's back. Petting him absently as anxieties began to rise up to near overwhelming levels. "My magic is sparkles." It was a weak protest, voice soft. And then there was the matter of him wanting to come live with her, even temporarily. 'No' didn't sound like an option. "I have roommates, I don't think I can have pets there...you'd have to be very stealthy."
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2019 10:53 pm
So she got all depression dog about her magic. Sure, sparkles didn't look like s**t for d**k compared to other stuff like guns and flamethrowers and incendiary grenades. But, Faust figured, it wasn't that kinda war. Not like anybody was lobbing tear gas at each other hoping to stop someone else from blowing up a building or some s**t. Sparkles were fine in the grand scheme of a war like these, where everybody had to be quiet about the fight for Earth's survival. But Phoebe looked like she was ready to s**t herself on the spot, and Faust expected to find a brown dribble exiting the bottom of her senshi outfit at any moment.
"Awright look." An ear swiveled back and the cat's head cocked impatiently. "If I can't live at your place, you're gonna come live at mine. Quenton ain't got a life, he ain't gonna care if I bring home a new senshi to train. Hell, this s**t is half his business too, bein' a senshi. Then you don't gotta worry about roommates knowing your s**t. Besides, what if they're the bad guys?" Faust chuffed. Like hell any Negaverse officers were gonna get their hands on his fluffy a**.
"Here. I'll show you where he lives. All you gotta do is follow me. Just pretend you're stalking some normal alley cat. Or wait —" Faust puffed further as he dug his face into his own chest. A simple medallion jingled below the bird skull. "You can just act like you're returning me to my owner. More like I own him, but humans don't have a damn clue sometimes." Faust moved to look up at her, to await her answer, but the bird skull's rear caught on the end of his muzzle. The cat reeled back, his head jerking to and fro, until that old collar settled back against his ******** that guy, Faust thought impatiently.beejoux can end on following him?
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2019 10:37 am
It seemed like that was going to be that and the cat wasn't going to be taking no for an answer. Not that Phoebe wanted to refuse. Frankly she didn't know what she wanted, but a little guidance in all this would likely do her well. So with a soft sigh as she reached down to look at the tag on Faust's collar, holding it so the parking lot light caught the address inscribed on it. Whoever this Quenton was he sounded like he'd been at this a lot longer than she had. Which reminded her that actually knew a couple of other people she could call as well, later. When Faust got his jaw caught she made a little startled squeak as she reached to try to dislodge him, but he managed to free himself before she had to intercede, and instead she stroked both hands along his back, settling soft fur. "Alright, but after we get there can I run home to get some clothes as stuff?" She doubted the cat's friend would have women's toiletries just lying about. Or clothes. And she can get the bite on her arm taken care of as well. Magic folding away, Jack lifted Faust so she could pull her legs into the car and close the door before digging for her keys again. "Alright, Lead the way."
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