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 Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 5:00 pm
Regan was hard at work in the garage, changing most of the bikes and cars over for the winter season. She made sure that Chase's bikes were ready for icy and snow covered road, though she knew the man didn't OFTEN ride them out on the conditions. It was just better to be safe then sorry. It kept her busy too.
And she had two very special guest today in her garage. Silk had asked his sister to come along and suppress his aura so that he could help him, so the small twin kitten Lace was perched up in a high place, laying down and keeping herself occupied with a tablet.
She found it amusing that Lace listened so well to her brother, but she assumed that Silk was usually on his best behavior with her. She wiped her hands on her overalls.
"I think we're done with this one." She reached over and gently took the tool from Silk, who had been getting better and better at being her assistant. "We can take a break now."
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 5:20 pm
It was kind of amazing, really...and it had nothing to do with the holidays, but just over time, Silk had stopped being so snappy and mean to his sister all the time. So the fact she was around right now, hanging out and suppressing his aura didn't low key annoy him like it had done in the past. He was actually kind of...grateful. He could focus on other things. Like this sprig of mistletoe that was burning a hole in his large sleeve pocket. Not really of course, because that would be ******** horrifying if mistletoe spontaneously combust. It's just...he had been, unfortunately, watching a lot of those stupid Hallmark Christmas movies on TV lately, because they ended up dominating every station and well...the stupid characters always had some mistletoe when they wanted to kiss someone. And like...he kinda sorta really want to give Regan a kiss? On the cheek of course. Lips!? Ugh. The Guardian was snapped out of his thoughts as the weight of the tool left his hand, and Regan's soft voice parted the chaos that was his thoughts. "O-oh!" He looked at what they had just finished up, and then back at the woman. "C-Cool, yeah---break." He fidgeted. "Wh-what do you think about uh---all the Christmas music and stuff in the city? Do you find it annoying, too?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 5:53 pm
Regan's face didn't change much, but it did soften at the teen cat. He seemed distracted and she wondered why. Normally the guardian seemed thrilled to be in the garage, but perhaps he wasn't feeling well.
She didn't note his nervousness but watched him carefully as he spoke and cocked her head. Hadn't Silk liked Christmas last year?
"I like it." She didn't smile at him, but came to rest next to him. "Though it can be overplayed." She waited, "did something happen in the city?"
If something happened to him, she'd tear the city apart to make the person pay. It would be easy now that she was eternal.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 8:42 pm
Oh s**t. Regan liked the Christmas music. Retract, retract! "O-oh yeah, well---it's okay sometimes---certain songs." That was a good recover, right? The Guardian was just even more aware of the woman when she came to rest beside him, and it made the weight of the mistletoe hidden in his sleeve even more apparent. "Did something happ---No. No, it didn't! Just the usual stupid people running around like stupid chickens with their stupid heads cut off in time for the holidays." ...When was a good time to bring out the mistletoe? He wasn't sure, and her sitting so close to him was distracting. Sometimes, it was easier to interact with her when he was stuck in his mauvian form. He did get so flustered and s**t. Like now...Golden eyes peered at the hand that rested close to him in between them, and after a moment he just reached and snatched her hand, holding onto it. "Do you...got any plans this month?" All Prissy (GAG) talked about was shopping. Suri research...it differed from person to person.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 9:39 pm
She made a hum sound and then nodded in agreement. "Some songs are just nostaglic." She crossed her arms. She actually had a christmas gift for the kitten, as well as a birthday gift of sorts. She didn't know what his birthday was, but she was sure he would like something.
There was a lot she didn't know about her Guardian that she should know by now. "I bet that was amusing for you to watch." She mused outloud, "Did you drop anything on them?" her kitten had a way of getting into mischief.
She felt his hand slide into hers and looked down. Silk had a thing with holding her hand, so she squeezed his gently, moving so fingers intertwined.
"Shopping with Prissy." She mused, "Working on bikes. I am sure the wolves will gather for a feast provided by our benefactor." Chase Black knew how to throw a party for his wolves. If not a small homely one, she was sure there would be a ball.
"Perhaps you and I can do something soon too." She turned a bit, "I have a gift for you."
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 10:40 pm
"...Oh?" His ears perked forward in interest at this tidbit. "Which ones?" They all grated on his nerves, to be honest, buuut maybe he would try listening to the ones Regan liked again. "I guess I sorta like one--- it's the Grinch one." Because of course it was. Sliding into more normal conversation with the woman helped to ease his nerves, especially when Regan knew what he'd like to do. " Yeah." He replied, grinning. "I climbed one of those large Christmas trees in one of those strip mall outlets and pushed ornaments off! Then I also pushed ornaments onto people!" That had been fun, especially when they could never figure out why it happened. Oh. When Regan intertwined her fingers with his, he immediately felt his cheeks grow red, but held back onto her's all the same. Silk scowled, both because he was blushing and because that she-devil's name was mentioned. "Ugh, why would you go shopping with her? That just sounds like a headache." Prissy would seriously be the reason he'd make a shank out of a candy cane. He liked the working on bikes bit, and nodded his head enthusiastically when she mentioned a feast, because yeah, Chase always knew how to throw amazing parties with even more amazing food. "Y-yeah? That'd be---cool. Really. Cool and---" The Guardian started a bit at the announcement and turned to her as well. "...But it's not Christmas yet---but that's okay----I uh----have a gift for you too." He blurted. Except he immediately sort of regretted it, because it was mistletoe.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 10:05 am
"I like...." She waited a moment, "Ruldoph the red nose reindeer. And sometimes silent night." She liked the first because she remembered the movie, but the second was because it was the only lullaby she had when she was with her father, after her mother left. The fact that Silk liked the grinch one was actually unsurprising..."We should watch the movie together." The cartoon one, though she knew there was a live action one.
"That's a big tree to climb." It was amusing to remember that he was a cat too, and that he had cat like instincts. How funny that he would go and actually push ornaments off. "A good thing you didn't get caught."
She wasn't looking at his face anymore, caught up in thoughts before turning her head and cocking it. "Because she is my best friend." That was the closest thing she could refer to Prissy as. "I enjoy time with her." Prissy had a lot of things Regan didn't, so it was nice to hang out with her and enjoy those sort of things.
"Do you want me to wait for Christmas?" She didn't mind, after all it was wrapped and hidden away here in the garage. Her eyes widened just a bit then her face changed just a little. A small smile appeared as she looked at him.
"A gift for me?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2018 5:04 pm
"Rudolph huh..." Silk's brows lifted as he stared up at the ceiling, rubbing his chin. He guessed he could kind of see it...Regan liked cute things. Like him. Wait no. He was handsome---no wait, he did wanna be cute too, because people called Lace that all the time---wait, did he wanna be what Lace was called? He wanted to be handsome! That's what he wanted to be... "Yeah!" He pumped his free fist into the air. "Let's watch it later!" The Guardian nodded his head eagerly in agreement. "Yeah! It's a ******** huge tree with a s**t ton of ornaments which is what makes it so much fun! Psssssshaw, Regan, I never get caught because I'm good." Except that ego of his deflated as soon as he heard some devastating words. Because she is my best friend. Silk looked like Prissy herself had just skipped in and stabbed him repeatedly in the chest with that candy cane shank he was thinking about using on her earlier. The boy grasped at the fabric at his chest, looking nothing short of horrified as he stared straight ahead. He needed to go and grab that container of mustard out of the fridge and squirt everything in Prissy's room with it. Then he needed to destroy all her shoes. How dare that bubblegum brained trollop be Regan's best friend. He'd destroy her shoes and then grab another container of mustard and douse the pieces. Then he would replace all her shampoo and hair products with mustard and--- Now the Guardian was sulking. Silk's free hand dropped to his side and it formed into a tight little fist as he stared off and away from Regan. He still held onto her hand though. As upset as he was, he didn't want to let go. "It's lame." He replied, very obviously pouting. "Forget it."
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 5:16 pm
Since it was agreed upon, she planned for the Grinch for movies. Perhaps the kitten would want dinner too, so she could make him corn dogs. Lace could join too, she didn't mind the small guardian joining either.
"As long as you don't." She knew there was messed up people in the world, and anyone of them could pick Silk up and do terrible things to him. He was a small kitten, albeit magical but still small. There was plenty of people who preyed on small animals.
His change of behavior though made Regan's eyebrow raise and she moved to stand in front of him. Her hands unlaced with his, then rose to cup at his cheeks and tilt his head up towards her.
"I don't think it is." She let blue eyes search his face. "I would like your gift Silk."
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 5:39 pm
Christmas was ruined. Silk stared off at nothing in particular as he sulked, but he was pulled away from it briefly when he felt Regan shift beside him. He snapped his head around to look, only for his hand to be let go, and that to be followed by her hands cupping his face. Pulled out of the safety of his neck fluff, the Guardian felt shy as his face was tilted up, and golden eyes looked this way and that as he grew more agitated. His face blossomed into red, both from the proximity of the woman to how upset he was about Prissy. It wasn't even about the gift anymore. He just kept thinking about how Prissy took his spot. The boy's body language was displaying his agitation. His tailed flick rapidly, he fidgeted, and it was Silk. He couldn't keep a lid on what was bothering him or long, so after a long moment of fidgeting, he exploded. "Why is Prissy your best friend!?" He cried, looking back at the woman. "I thought I was your best friend!" He sounded so pitiful and wronged by the universe, it was actually kind of funny.
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 6:07 pm
Regan did not expect the turn of events so his body moving like it did, really concerned her. Silk usually didn't get so agitated when she was around, though she knew sometimes he got snarky.
His question though made her taken aback, but she didn't let go of his face. It was such...It was...
She wasn't sure what it was to be honest. Prissy was her best friend, that was just a fact. Silk was hers, just as she was as much as his. There wasn't really a label to put on their relationship.
"You are also my best friend." She bent her head a bit lower towards his, resting her forehead on his. "You are my guardian. You are someone I trust. You are more then just my best friend Silk." Her voice was calm and clear, but quiet as she spoke.
She hadn't really ever been on the receiving end of this sort of outburst, but she didn't want Silk to be upset anymore.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 8:52 am
"She's just so--- wait what---" It was hard to focus entirely on Regan's face when her forehead was touching his, and the Guardian was, as usual when she was in close proximity, distracted by the softness of her hair and her nice smell. Silk's expression went through a few changes. From the petulant pouting, to his brows knitting as he was processing what she was saying, to shooting up into his white bangs in a really expression. "... You can have more than one best friend?" His fingers unclenched from his sides, and after a moment, with a bit of shyness, he reached up to lightly tangle his fingertips into the ends of Regan's curls that swept over her shoulder from her ponytail.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 11:00 am
Since he seemed to be calmer now, Regan relaxed. She really did hate to see him so troubled, but she also wanted to explain clearly why both he and prissy were so important to her.
"You can." She nodded, "Some people have a lot of best friends. Some only have one or two." She tapped her chest. "Best friends mean something different to everyone. To me....they are the most important people in my life." She breathed in.
"Silk, you are very important to me." She struggled to convey even some sort of emotion to him, though she knew her face and her tone did not change. "Prissy is important too, but you are both differently important."
She stopped.
"Does that make sense?" She worried for a moment she didn't explain it well. There was no real level she could put Silk's importance to her. He was the team's guardian but also her guardian. There was a bond deep underneath there, even closer then soulmates, she was sure.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2018 11:56 am
It soothed his ego and his feelings for Regan to tell him he was important, and he mulled over what she was saying. "Yeah..." He drawled after a moment. "I guess it does..." Silk trailed off for a moment, before he focused back on the woman. " But I'm more important than Prissy, right?" Because that was really the most important thing. Really. The most important.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2018 7:07 pm
Lord.
Regan pinched his cheeks.
"Yes." Since that's what he wanted to hear. To change the subject though, she looked at him.
"Does that mean I get my gift now?"
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