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 Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2024 5:32 pm
Ophilia climbed out of the cab and made her way up the sidewalk to the front door of the building, tucking her satchel under her arm as she went. She was here for a few particular reasons, mostly just to spend some time with her cousin but she did have a few questions to ask him, as well as a few business things to go over with him. With a smile she rapped on the door and waited for her older cousin to open his door.
When a distant meow echoed down the street she turned around and glared, her eyes sweeping the street. Looking for any furball that was lurking around but seeing nothing had her mutter some rather unflattering things regarding cats. That was definitely something that she needed to talk to Alex about. Definitely something she needed to get his opinion on.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2024 6:06 pm
Alexandre had been doing the wash, in particular his bedding, things needed a washing before he moved them into the new house he had. He was moving his and Rene's things out, slowly so Rene wouldn't notice, because he had been waiting oh so long for his own home to be finished and it was finally ready for moving in. He'd been by to visit the day before, while Rene had been at work, and while some things still weren't done the place was certainly liveable at this point. Today he'd been boxing thigns up and prepairing them for a moving truck which was due to arrive at some point, because there was no way he was bringing his things in his own personal car, and the boxes were gathered in the living room. Hudson knew he was moving out, and they'd have the whole double brownstone to themselves, he did wonder what his older cousin was going to do with the place once he was moved out.
Listening to the ding from trhe timer he had on the washer, his sheets were done, he hurried to get them out of the washer and put them into the dryer once he'd shaken them out. As he was closing the dyrer door he heard the knock at the door. Shaking his head, he'd start the dryer in a moment, he hurried to the front door and opened it. "Ophilia?" He hadn't expected his younger cousin but he was pleased to see her, opening the door for her, he leaned in to kiss both her cheeks in greeting.
"Come in, please. Do you want something to drink?" Katya was somewhere the house, he had seen her earleir in the small art room as he'd been packing the room up for the move.
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2024 7:51 am
When the door opened Ophilia was all smiles and didn’t have a care in the world, she turned away from the street with a grin and happily returned her cousin’s cheek kisses. “Alex, darling, I’ve come to help!” She stepped into his brownstone and took in the space, noting the work that he was already in the middle of. “I’ve also brought some papers for you to look over when you’ve got some spare time. Some interesting investments have cropped up so I figure you might be interested in them. But first, what do you need some extra hands for?” She put down her satchel on the kitchen table and held up her perfectly manicured hands, hoping her cousin wouldn’t ask her to do anything so menial as cleaning or the like. “No, I’m ok without a drink for right now but if this takes too long you might owe me a glass of wine,” She teased him even as she walked over to the closest collection of ‘needs to be worked on’ that she could tell. Ophilia wasn’t entirely sure so she just looked over at Alex and raised a brow. “So where shall I begin?”
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2024 10:05 am
Laughing, and smiling, at the offer for help the blond stepped back and let his cousin step inside. He didn't need to tell her to remove her shoes, there was a mat by the door to signify he expected shoes off in the house, as he stepped further into the living room. "I'm trying to get mine and Rene's things boxed up before the truck gets here..." Sighing he glanced about the room. There was still so much in the house, more than he'd thought really.
"Want to help me pack up my closet?" He questioned, raising a brow. He'd been avoiding it like the plague, knowing how much clothing he had, but with some help it wouldn't be so bad. Ophelia he knew wouldn't ruin his clothing, she'd fold it all nicely, and packt hings with care. "You have investments for me to look at...mind giving me a run down before I look over things?" Which he might just look over with Rene tonight, it was worth sharing such things with his partner, he was trying to bring Rene as into his life and into his world as possible. He wanted Rene to be his family and to share things with him like others did.
"I have a stocked wine fridge, I'm dating a Frenchman...he's taken control of the wine fridge." Since he didn't drink, and knew little about wine, Rene had taken over and stocked it with all French wines.
"You've been well Ophelia? We don't get to spend much time together." Though he had been attending more social functions and more family events, including bringing Rene to Easter at the family compound this year. That had been entertaining to say the least, the man has gotten lost and couldn't find him...cause so many blonds were all around.
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2024 1:41 pm
Ophilia padded deeper into the house in her stocking feet, grinning at her cousin. “Do you even have to ask? Of course I will help raid, I mean ‘pack’, your closet,” She tossed a teasing comment at Alex. She wouldn’t actually ‘steal’ anything from him but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t occasionally ask if spotted any pieces she could use. Sadly there wouldn’t be much since there was a height difference and of course there was a distinct cut difference between male and female clothing. But scarves, belts, and ties weren’t overly constrained by gender. “How long do we have before the truck is going to show up?” She asked as she made her way to his bedroom, looking at the boxes and general chaotic order that was Alex’s packing. It really was going to be a task. “Good, I love you Alex but you never really did have a nose for wine. And looking at this clothing store you call a closet, a drink will be required by the end of it.” Ophilia metaphorically rolled up her sleeves, she would not crease her silk work blouse by rolling up her actual sleeves, and got to work. “Of course, it's a few different companies that are doing interesting things and one that there are whispers will be launching on the market soon so it's something to keep an eye on.” She quickly worked through her cousin’s button down shirts, folding them properly and was moving on to the slacks when Alex asked how she was doing in her personal life. “Oh you know. Same old, same old. Mom keeps pushing these… men,” she rolled her eyes at the word ‘men’ and sighed, “on me for dates but I just don’t have the time for the man babies that she keeps finding.” She paused in her actions and looked over at Alex, “But there is actually something I wanted to ask you. It's ultimately not a big deal but well… I swear this one cat keeps following me. It’s practically everywhere I go when I go out. It's like I’m being haunted, or hunted. Has this ever happened to you? Or do I just need to put Animal Control on Speed Dial?”
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2024 8:08 pm
His closet really was a clothing store, because he didn't like to throw out anything, he had a massive sweater and coat collection because he was almost always chilly or cold. But there were plenty of other items filling his closet. All ordered by color, what it was (coat, sweater, shirt ect.) and what time of year the item was for as well. He needed it all to make sense and be organized, it was the only way he managed it all. But there was clothing which was not his - Rene's things. "You can raid the wine fridge, I doubt Rene will mind. He might even want an opinion on whatever you choose to drink." He stated with a smile, and a bit of laughter in his voice, the Frenchman had thus far enjoyed interacting with his family...even Lorcan to an extent. Those chess games those two had....they were over his head really.
"Oh? And what are they dealing in?" He questioned, already starting to work on his clothing as well, removing things from hangers and folding them as gently as he could.
"Man babies being pushed at you, that sounds like a problem my dear cousin. Perhaps you should have a nice chat over tea with your mother about this. A boyfriend is not someone you should also be babysitting. His poor cousin...perhaps he should help, or have someone else help, in directing her mother towards better options for Ophelia...or that she should let her daugfhter find someone on her own. "I'm surprised you aren't dat-" His words died, cut off, as his cousin mentioned a cat following her. The same cat. That wasn't good.
"A cat...following you....no....you don't need animal control but this family...I swear." He whispered as he sat down...right on the floor of his clothing room. Staring up at his cousin. "Lorcan is going to kill me...I'm going to cause him to go gray." He spoke softly, shaking his head, fingers ran through his hair as he tipped his head back. "I know what's going on...and there is really only one way to stop that cat...."
Tilting his head back Alexandre called out loud, loud enough to be heard by Katya whereever she was. "Katya! I need you, now if you don't mind."
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2024 4:19 pm
“This and that. Nothing I wouldn’t steer towards the rest of the family.” She shrugged and continued to work. “In fact, I’ve already passed around a few of the same packets to the others. It's always a good idea to be well informed when it comes to investments.” Her face went a bit darker when Alex seemed to latch on to the throwaway comment about her lackluster dating pool. He had a point but still, she had only added that since Alex had asked. “Talking to my mother is a bit like talking to a brick wall. Just because she wants grandkids doesn’t mean I have to provide them.” That was in fact what it ment. Ophilia was an only child so if her mother ever wanted grandchildren Ophilia was the only one who could do it. Much to her own annoyance. “Is it too much to ask for someone who isn’t a total bore? Or so far up their own a** they can see daylight?” Her dark look shifted to one of confusion and worry when Alex just sank to the floor at her revelation of being haunted by the ******** cat distribution network. “Alex? What's wrong? It's just a cat, not a big deal really. I mostly just see this one around alot, but I would bet it’s just a bunch of cats that all look alike. This city is practically infested with them.” Ophilia put down the piece of clothing she had been folding and picked her way over to Alex, careful not to disturb the piles that were already being arranged. She stuck her hand out to give him a literal ‘hand up’ even as she asked, “Katya? Isn’t that your cat? Why are you calling her and since when does a cat actually show up when you need them?”
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Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2024 6:21 pm
"This and that..." He echoed with a raised brow. How interesting, though if she was passing out the information it was certainly worth a look. If it could make him money it would be good, it would help him pay back the money he'd borrowed from the family for the home and the overhaul it had gotten - was still getting.
"It isn't that hard of an ask, it should be an easy thing to find. But I'm not a female looking to date men and seeing that dating pool, so maybe it is common there." He said shrugging lightly, staring up at Ophelia, it wasn't like his whole family didn't know he was gay. They all knew, had for years, he'd never hidden it although he'd also never gone and announced it either. It was just known. Shaking his head he moved his cousins hand away, gently. "It's not just a simple cat, I'm certain of it. And it'll keep haunting you....till it gets what it wants." He was pleased to see the russian blue come wandering in, littrle cloth crown on her head.
"Katya, would you do me a favor." He whispered, reaching out to her, smiling when she nudged his hand. "It would seem my cousin here has attracted some...unwanted attention. A mauvian..." She would know what he was talking about, because of course she would, but his cousin would be clueless.
"There is a lot more to this city than you know Ophelia...Hudon, Lorcan and now Aberdeen know." And it seemd like a family thing really, how else do you explain four, now five, of them? "Can you let me know if it's what I suspect Katya?"
Katya had been observing what Alexandre had been doing all way, making sure he remembered things and got it packed to go, she was helping him keep organized because there was so much to be packed and moved. But now it seemed she was needed for something else, because why would he be calling her to the closet upstairs to help? He had help, she'd heard them enter. She had also felt something, just a hint of something, when they'd come in. She had planned to speak with him later, in private, but it seemed he needed her and she had no doubt it somehow had to deal with this.
Coming up the stairs Katya entered his room and went to him. Nudging the out st retched hand with her head before she sat down primly. "Of course, I can already confirm it. I felt it when she came in, I was going to speak with you over dinner about this." Lifting a paw to clean she pointed it then to the female.
"You have potential, just like Aberdeen." Purring her tail moved back and forth against the carperted floor. "It seems this family of yours is destined for power." Speaking as her large eyes moved to her blond haired general. "We'll need help for this...but do we fill her in before or after? It's not like there is much of a choice - either I or this other mauvian will get to her. It would be best she's on our side." With everyone else, to keep it in the family. She would get all the information, of course, but the choice was made already really.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2024 2:54 pm
Ophilia looked down at her cousin, a very clear ‘your yanking my chain and I’m tired of it’ look on her face as she withdrew her offered hand up only to cross her arms even as Alex’s cat sauntered into the room as only a cat could. “Look, I know there are things about this city I don’t know. I don’t really want to know about the dregs of society. I am honestly more confused about why you-” She fell silent when, of all things, the CAT started to talk. “Wha-” She gaped at the feline, following her cousins’ earlier move and slumping to the floor. “But…” Ophilia held out a shaking finger, “You're talking!?!?!?!?!?” It was like two wires had been crossed and nothing else was really making it through.
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2024 6:01 pm
"I prefer mauvian, though I suppose cat will do. But I am a mauvian, not a cat." Her little nose stuck up for a moment, ears flickering in annoyance at the females loud voice. "Yes, I'm talking. I am, as I said, not a cat and mauvians can talk. Think of us as alien cats." Using a paw to give something of a shrug, since she couldn't actually shrug like a human could.
"Mara, that's the name you'll have. Mara, senshi of Manchineel." She spoke with confidence, her eyes on her petite general. "I'll keep your signature concealed, call for a general king...I would suggest perhaps Axenite..." He was the most social, and he might even bring baked goods, he was very good about things. "This will hurt...but it will give you power, and more awareness of what's been going on in this city. For more power you'll have to work hard, like Alexandre and Lorcan have. Rene as well has worked hard." Though he wasn't a fighter like Alexandre was the Frenchman had proven himself, and was working to improve as well. The club the Negaverse had now would certainly help him even further, as he wouldn't need to risk fights so much.
Staring at his cousiin with wide eyes, apologetic, he smiled softly. "Not the dregs of society, I've been involved in this since I was sixteen." Thirteen years and most of it alone, with bad relationships and a team which came and went. He hadn't had his family behind him, as he should have, Hudson had joined, a happy accident really, and only now were more involving themselves in things. It was better this way...this is how it should have been from the start. A team made up of family - a team to trust and who would have each others backs because they were family in blood. For their family that meant everything. Lorcan had not been pleased knowing he'd been doing this alone for so long, or with just Hudson.
"A war has been at work in this city. The Negaverse versus the white moon....officers and corrupt senshi versus senshi and knights. We've won everywhere else in the world save for this city. It's at a stand still..a give and take." For every step forward a step or two were taken back...and it kept repeating itself.
"I can explain it tonight, all of it, I have notes, notebooks, there is a while datapad full of information infact." He spoke softly, sitting there staring at Ophelia as he powered up, his clothing melting away into the layers of fabrics, leathers and silks, which made up his uniform. Old fashion and fancy, fitting for him for certain, but it was certainly not something he'd normally wander about in. "Let me call Axenite, I don't posess the power to bring you into the fold. I'll also send a message to the others in the family..." Or maybe Katya would, since she seemed to be on her cell phone already - the one she kept in subspace.
Pulling out his tablet he held it up and put out the call, announcing himself as General Benitoite and he had a potential corrupt with him and Katya - he needed General King Axenite if possible. He'd send the location.
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2024 3:25 pm
Ophilia sat there just gaping at both the cat, the talking alien cat and at her cousin who was just as casually talking to the damn cat. It wasn’t until her cousin suddenly did a one hell of a magic trick, performing a full body outfit change, that she actually spoke… besides the earlier comment that pointed out the obvious. “At least promise me I won’t have to wear that getup!”
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