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 Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 8:42 am
He’d told Sterling he’d be home late; he just hadn’t said why. The reason, of course, was that he was currently sitting on a park bench with an overpriced coffee that couldn’t really be justified as far as caffeination to cash ratio but was at the same time absolutely vital. He was sitting beside the person he’d just drained, some creep in grey slacks who just reminded him of some of the worst of humanity. He hadn’t actually done anything, but Parasite didn’t really count draining the energy out of someone as ‘doing’ something either. Besides, he’d taken just enough cash out of the dude’s pocket to pay for the overpriced coffee, and he was resenting the cost of it on the man’s behalf. He swigged down the last of the overpriced burnt beans and chucked the empty cup into a litter bin before turning to study his latest victim. He bent over to tie his shoelaces together as a las project before moving on. For a ‘war,’ this was more like the very short stint he’d spent working for WallyWorld stocking shelves. It was dull, people tended to be stupid, and he was bored out of his mind.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 10:30 am
Soleiyu hadn't gotten there before he drained the man, but it wasn't hard to piece together what had happened once he had arrived. He was small enough to hide easily in the bushes, and he knew how fortunate he was that he didn't give off an energy signature like the agent did. He'd been easy enough to track; Qingcheng and Nalanda had mentioned run-ins with an agent, and the more Soleiyu watched, the more he supposed that this one fit the description.
Petty. Brazen. Childish, even, Soleiyu figured. Why was he tying his shoelaces together? Did he have better things to do? Is this what the Negaverse was these days?
...Was this who kept giving the Cosmos pages such a hard time...?
His mood sank a little and he scowled a bit; this wasn't exactly what he expected, and if the team of pages were having such a hard time dealing with one agent...
Ah, he was worried.
And feeling like he had two Cosmos Knights who were in over his head. He had the advantage of wisdom and knowledge and discretion; he approached the Negaverse Agent while he was working and sat down behind him.
"Is that what they're ordering you to do these days? Petty crimes and pranks?" he asked, sitting perfectly still afterwards as he looked up at the agent. Soleiyu was quite sizable and covered in voluminous white fur. His fluffy tail swished boredly behind him but his face offered no expression.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 10:43 am
His first thought was to glance after the coffee he’d just drank, wondering what the hell had been in it that he’d just thought the cat was talking. But nothing else seemed particularly odd. Was there anything he could think of that made things selectively odd? Did the…aliens have the ability to look like pets? “You’re a cat.” He said, squinting at the offending feline. “Cat’s don’t talk.” They also didn’t normally have such a clearly defined star on their head. “You have something stuck to your um…” He pointed at his own forehead, arching an eyebrow.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 11:01 am
Soleiyu was quiet, tail swishing behind him. He had half a mind to suddenly pretend to be a completely normal cat and see how long it drove this agent to insanity--but he supposed it was only a matter of time before someone told him about Mauvians, anyway, so the idea of having fun with it was incredibly short-lived.
"I'm not a cat," he said. "And the star on my forehead is as natural as the nose on your face. So don't be rude and stare. Unless you intend to compliment me."
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 11:04 am
“Ok, well, you look like a cat.” He said, frowning slightly. “Does, ‘you’re very fluffy’ count as a compliment? Cause you are very fluffy.” He reached and rubbed at the bridge of his nose absently like he just had to make sure that there wasn’t some costume element there he’d somehow missed. “If you’re not a cat, what the heck are you? And why the hell do you care?” He jerked a thumb at the ‘snoozing’ man.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 11:43 am
Soleiyu was reluctant to give more information than he got, so he just 'Hmm'ed in response as he eyed the unconscious man. "I care more about what you're doing than I do about him," he confessed, but he didn't seem to feel guilty about it.
"It's my job to keep an eye on troublemakers. Attacking people, stealing from them--it's bad for the neighborhood."
He scrutinized him from where he sat. "Your bosses didn't tell you about Mauvians? What did they tell you?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 3:10 pm
“So you don’t care if he was like, a stalker creep or just a jerk. You care that I gave him a nap and stole the cost of an overpriced coffee.” He arched an eyebrow. “You realize that he’s probably not going even to realize it’s missing. Or is it the shoes? Cause frankly, if you spend that much on shoes that it looks like you haven’t even tried to run in, you deserve at least one prat-fall.” He leaned back and folded his arms, then smirked. “They told me I make good garlic chicken.” He quipped.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 4:41 pm
Soleiyu was remarkably spoiled at home; there was a professional chef at home, and he could bat his eyelashes at him and sucker him into making whatever he wanted. So, he simply turned his nose up at the insistence that this agent made good garlic chicken. "Am I supposed to be impressed that you can cook? Qualifications for the Negaverse are slipping. They must be getting desperate."
His tail twitched again and his eyes remained on the agent.
"Was he?" he nodded to the person on the bench. "A stalker, creep, jerk, or whatever? Or are you just trying to justify your actions?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:09 pm
“Thought you didn’t care.” He shrugged. “So that suggests it won’t matter, do you go around judging people? Is that how you get your fluffy rocks off, or do they neuter you like a house cat?” He stood up and glanced at the sleeping man. “Sounds like you already formed an opinion anyhow.” He stood and stretched. “At least I didn’t take his stupid metal credit card; who the heck makes a credit card you can use as a throwing knife anyhow?” He wrinkled his nose. “Go on…get, I have a quota.”
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:17 pm
His eyes narrowed. "Of course I judge people. I gave you a chance to change my mind. But," he shrugged and stood, stretching as he moved to his tiptoes. "You failed."
He didn't seem surprised. "I know you have a quota. But I'd really appreciate if you didn't try to fill it here. I don't want to see you around this area again. I understand that you don't seem to take polite requests very well, so what's it going to take for me to make you understand that you aren't welcome here?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:24 pm
“Yeah… not going to happen. I’ll stay here giving creeps, and Karen’s a nap. Sorry if it rubs your fur the wrong way, but honestly? You’re a cat; Unless you’re about to go Stephen King pet cemetery on me, I can’t imagine what you think -you- can do. Besides, my boss works in this area too, take it up with her.” He shrugged. He hooked his thumbs in his belt and added. “Also, that was your first -attempt- at a request, so, maybe learn earth better, since I guess that alien thing got a bit weirder than they mentioned.”
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:39 pm
"Go ahead and get me in contact with her and I'll handle her too. But this is my territory and I'm not particularly keen on sharing with hooligans. You have no idea what I'm capable of. For all you know, I've already followed you home before. I'm small. You wouldn't have noticed me if I didn't speak to you now. I know a lot about you already. For example, I know you're not very good with Cosmos Knights. How many times have you lost to them here? You throw a tantrum like a child, and sulk all the way home when you think no one's looking."
His tail swished indignantly.
"It would be such a shame if someone were to let slip all the intimate details of your personal life, don't you think? ...It would probably be much simpler if you just stayed away, like I'm asking. Nicely."
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:43 pm
“Aww… that’s cute. They didn’t like the book I gave them? Funny, I thought it might help them survive. Go ahead and try and blackmail someone who gives a damn cause it’s not me. “ He shook his head and glanced away at the city at large. “If you knew a damn thing about my personal life, you’d know better than to have tried.” He turned and started walking away, casually flipping the cat the bird.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:53 pm
Soleiyu's claws dug into the ground as he willed himself to relax.
"I asked nicely. I threatened. Bark all you want, but you're not as tough as you think."
The agent turned his back to him, as if he didn't think Soleiyu was a threat, which made him all the more eager to prove that he was not one to be taken lightly. He looked like a cat--but he wasn't just a cat.
He mustered his energy, because it was worth it to be so very petty, and he blasted an energy beam--with full force--at Parisite's back.
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2020 5:58 pm
“There was nothing nice about trying to bla-OOOOMPH!!!” He did the most undignified sprawl into the dirt, enough force behind it to take skin off when his sleeves rolled back from the momentum - and tasting more dirt than he had in some time. “Son of a godforsaken…” He snarled, starting to push himself back up, spitting and twisting to try and see what on earth had hit him. There was only the cat! There was no way.
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