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Allegra was done with classes for the day, and had not scheduled time for practicing on Campus today, so she decided it was time to indulge in her one of her favorite activities... Cat Petting. She was going to go on one of her looping walks that got her the chance to run into various cats. She thought about her routes, and nodded, picking one that went across campus, passing the school library. She often encountered a lovely fluffy boy with thick black fur there, and she was going to see if he was there today... She loved giving him pets. She hoped to coax him to let her cuddle him a little at some point.

With her destination (Home, eventually) set in mind, and a path to get there, she stood, stretched and began her walk across campus. She kept an eye out, just in case a new pretty kitty encountered her, but did not see any cats along the way. She stopped at her favorite snack stand to grab herself a sandwich, a large cocoa in a to go cup, and a small selection of cheeses. She had found some of her cat friends REALLY liked cheese, and as thanks for letting her pet them, she would try to bring them some as a treat.

She practically inhaled the sandwich... She rarely had time for a full breakfast... and tossed the trash as she made the turn that would take her past the library, and the bench she often saw fluffy, black and cute lounging his furry bum on.

She spotted the black cloud of fur draped so temptingly across one of the cement benches and changed her angle so as to head directly for her furry friend. Allegra's expression went from hopeful to brightly happy, and she picked up the speed of her walk, because she was more then ready to meet up with him, and give him some adoration, cuddling, and of course some of the cheese she had bought. She tucked away part of the package, keeping out a decent amount for the cat, who's collar had identified him as 'Faust', then latched her bag closed.

She'd learned a lesson about not properly latching her bag (and zippers not being good enough on their own) with one of her other cat-friends, who'd managed to use his brother to distract her while he broke into her bag and steal her lunch that day. Since then, she'd gotten a bag designed to stop thieves with knives. It had proven most effective against the cats who'd tried, too.

As soon as she got close, she flopped down on the bench besides him, and she beamed down at him. "Hello there, Faust! How are you doing today, my handsome and fluffy friend?" She reached over and gave him a rub behind the ears before she slipped a piece of cheese out and put it in front of him. "There you go, buddy. Enjoy the cheese, it's a decent cheddar, given that it's from a snack stand."

Allegra chuckled, watching the fluffy cat and his battle with the piece of cheese. She did enjoy seeing that, because even though she brought it with the intent to give it to him and make him happy, it was still an adorably silly sight. When he caught the cheese, she smiled brightly and shifted until her lap was fully available.

Just in case, and all. Maybe the cat would want some lap time.

Maybe not, obviously, but she was ok either way, because it was better to work with a cat at his speed, in her experience, than try to push. She'd seen cats get unnerved and it would slow the friendship down enough that she would not risk that anymore. Always at their speed, therefore. She simply sat back, lap invitingly open, and continued to pet the cat.

"Mmm I wish I could just take you home with me, or stay here all evening. I know I need to practice but it's nowhere near as nice as being around a handsome kitty friend for snuggles. I wonder what you do when you're not here? You have a collar, so you must have a home, but it's clearly one that allows you freedom. On the one hand, good for me and good for your exploratory instinct. On the other... I worry about kitties allowed out, because of cars and coyotes."

She leaned her head back, looking up at the sky, and sighing softly. "But at least I get to befriend you."

She glanced down when she felt the paw, and waited, quietly, fingers caressing his fur softly. Now was the moment where he showed if he had begun to truly warm up to her, when he was considering whether or not he was going to climb into her lap. She made a soft sound of encouragement, but otherwise, kept silent. No pressure, no harassment, no sudden movements.

Especially no sudden movements, she liked these jeans and did not like claws in her thighs.

When he actually climbed all the way onto her lap, her expression brightened still further, and she controlled the urge to burst out laughing at the way he turned, and the various noises he made. It was ridiculously adorable, and she wished she had her phone out, to record it. Especially that 'mrff', it was just too much. She started to pet him, smiling happily.

When a male voice spoke, she smirked and said "Well that's a new pick up line, certainly." And she looked around, expecting to see some dude near by, checking her out. Her expression immediately went confused, when she saw nobody near enough to have said that, male, female or whatever else they might be. She looked around more, before glancing down to see that the cat was staring at her, curiously. "Um. Either I'm hearing things, someone's set up a helluva prank on this bench. Or... You talked to me. Did you talk to me?"

That last sentence was spoken in a nervous and faint voice. Sure, she had experienced magic in the park, seen incredible but crazy things, but this was a cat. Talking to her. That to her, admittedly limited, knowledge, had not been a human first.

Her brows went up, and stayed up through that entire little song and dance routine, despite what he said about not singin' and dancin'. 'Cheesefingers?' 'Top Secret'? Surely he realized that civs got pulled into this stuff, which made the secrets way less secretive. Or did he? She did not remember seeing any talking cats in that insanity she'd been involved in so very recently.

Well, to be fair, she mostly remembered the people she was directly dealing with. It had been way ******** too chaotic for her to focus that much on any other people. She could only pay attention to so much, just like everyone else.

After a moment of contemplating the cat, she finally said "First off, the name's Allegra, not 'Cheesefingers'. I only have 'cheese fingers' since I brought you cheese. Second off, just a moment." She carefully stood, and turned her bag so that she could open a pouch that he would fit in, pulling out her musical history notes, and moving them into a folder, before putting the folder into an internal pocket designed for things like that. "Here you go. And it's an interesting world, where top secret stuff sucks people who supposedly don't know about all of it in, and we're stuck fighting giant bottle bitches."

She watched him out of the corner of her eyes, wondering how he'd react to that, as she waited for the black fluff to climb in. She now found herself wondering how many other magical cats were running around Destiny City, mooching off the kindness of people like her while trying to find out if they, too, had magic.

Huh. She had magic. How bizarre.

It would have been nice to know that, when she was working with Eoin and the others.

"No it is NOT a figure of speech for quitting drinking, nor am I an alcoholic or named Allergy. I meant a literal b***h in a bottle, after someone did something and triggered a magic something that yeeted me into a weird mini-universe with a bunch of other people, some of whom where magical and some who were not. Like, I thought, me. But hey, apparently I'm wrong, so let's go." She sighed a little, and wondered why she would ever think a cat who could talk would be anything but a furry a*****e. Cats were notoriously furry assholes, giving them human speech wouldn't change that. And yet, she still adored cats.

She knew she was ******** in the head, this was just more clear evidence.

Once the cat was settled, she gently covered him with the flap of her bag, and got moving. Home was NOT an option, not with her mother's allergies, so now she was going to find a place that was good for private conversations. She moved off quickly, and then made a soft 'ah!' as a good spot came to mind. It took about five minutes of walking across campus, fending off friends trying to get her attention with 'Sorry, late!' type comments, before finally darting into an old office that wasn't currently in use.

She'd uh. Found the key. In the door. She'd asked about it, found out no one was using it and it was going to be renovated at some point, and the door replaced, so until that happened, it was a place she was going to make use of if she needed a few minutes alone.

Not that she wanted that, generally.

She went to the beat up old desk and sat on the crap office chair, putting the bag with Faust in front of her and opening it. "So. Let's hear it."

Ali's fingers steepled in front of her face as she listened, her expression blank as she took it in. It was not exactly a lot of information that he gave her, but her brows came together. She remembered seeing the various fighters in that weird Bottle world, but had no idea who was what. There had been such a ********' variety of them, really.

"Senshi. So are they the ones in the dark suits, the dark dresses, or the white dresses?" That had been the easiest way she could remember who was who, in all the ******** mess. She had dealt with a fellow civ and one of the people in the dark dresses. She had seemed nice enough, if kind of miserable and convinced everyone was going to attack.

The next thing that caught her attention had her commenting as well. "Valetudo... Isn't that the name of that moon they found recently, orbiting Jupiter? But orbiting in the other direction from the other moons? Or am I somehow supposed to be the re-born Roman goddess? Cause that sounds dumb. Hygiene is important and all but I definitely don't wanna be responsible for it, for anyone but me."

"I see." Well, that was a pity, the sad Loreley seemed to be an enemy then. But Allegra could cope with that... She honestly did not bond all that hard with any of them, since she had more important things to do, like live through that insane battle. She turned her head upwards for a moment, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling.

She then glanced back at him, her brows lifting some and finally said "So it is for the oddball moon then. How interesting. I own the moon? How, exactly, do I own a lifeless bit of rock? I don't recall anyone bequeathing me any space property." She was not arguing, it just seemed a bit much that she, some random girl at a random university on Earth, had any reason to say 'THAT'S MY PLANET'.

She watched him jump down, and at first could only see his fuzzy a** and back paws, moving as if he was digging for something. It was a little bizarre, as she knew there was nothing back there for him to dig up... The floor was concrete and there was nothing on it, so what... And then he came back holding a pink pen. Well, alright then. She knew magic existed, so why not? "My pen? And... I hold and say a strange phrase, and become one of the weird uniformed people?" She looked at him for a long moment, like she still was unsure he was not just pulling her leg, then she shrugged and took the pen from him, before standing up and moving to the middle of the floor.

She had no idea, after all, how this worked and she did not want to risk hurting herself or breaking her favorite hiding spot on this part of campus.

"Valetudo Power, Make-up." She said, in this tone of 'what a stupid sounding phrase...' but apparently the feeling of cynicism and lack of being impressed was not enough to prevent her from changing. The sparkles, the glowing light, the whole kit and kaboodle surrounded her, and she kinda froze... Probably good, since her clothing was undergoing some weird a** changes. When she was done, she looked down at her outfit, and said "Well s**t, I look ready to go join a marching band, or toss some pompoms around with the Cheer Squad."

She glanced at him, curiously. "So how does this magic thing work and how do I use it? And what's the point of all this?"