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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 5:19:16 GMT -6
"Does your master know you're seeking to injure those who come along to simply walk past? Yes, I am...was... walking on the wall. I am a cat, that is what I do." Each word he speaks feels like pinning the darter further backwards. Before the darter can fit more words in, the cat crouches, still in full view of the long dark tube, and pulls the dart out of his suspenders strap, and frees Kitri at the same time. "I have all the proof I need to turn you into the Guards." He twirls the used darts, and one of them looks like it has a bit of blood on it? But the darter isn't that subjudgated by their consience. "One scruffy hooligan down is not going to affect anyone." they sneer. "The mansion is a monster of a place, and people disappear all the time." With or without being pulled into the subreality bubble. 14
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 5:24:52 GMT -6
Skylos sighs. He hates it when these people get too high on themselves. His eyes gleam in the unusual light of the grounds. Or maybe its the bobbliing lights of two fireflies. "My boss will not be pleased that I don't return." He fishes in his pocket, and produces something. The darter blinks, glances down, and looks shocked. They make a choked sound. Bingo. Excuses. Excuses, needed an excuse. "Those rats would never hire a cat like you. So frumpy and dusty and off the street. We are the ones who rule the city." "I hate it when negotiations break down." the cat murmurs to himself, sighing like its a big deal to him. He's no longer the babbling apologizer from five posts ago. "I'll be sure to tell the Man with the Green Eyes that. I didn't catch your name." More off balanceness. Just mentioning a higher up Triad member like that... was he really that feared. He can feel Kitri backing up, pulling on the rope. 15
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 8:38:04 GMT -6
The long tube is no longer a threat, as the human? finds themselves backed into a corner by this ruffian cat. And he's STILL SMILING with those EYES. -insert explicatives here- What was their luck, to shoot down not a common street cat, but a common street MAMMALIAN with the mark of the Triad. More excuses. They could still dart the cat man, let the mansion do what it wanted in its magical fields and walk away free. Toss the mark in the river, and no one would be the wiser. -crunch- They startle, and the puppy that was pulled in alongside the cat is CHEWING on their dartgun. Or just the long tube. Its dribbling with liquid that smells like burning hair as she's happily just nomming. "No! Bad dog!" The human? means to kick the worginu, but the cat turns to look at them. "Get that mutt off my weapon!" 16
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 8:45:43 GMT -6
The tube snaps in half from chewing and the odd smelling liquid. Its jagged on the end and isn't nearly as quiet. "Check and mate." the cat is in their face now, taking hold of the dart gun's upper part, and easing it from the shocked individual's grip. He turns it sideways and pulls out the dart, seeing the glimmer of liquid oozing on the end of the barb. The eyes narrow. "I will give you one last chance to explain yourself. Because from the laws book I read, discrimination of species is against the Council's laws." The individual knows they're hosed now. "I... I'm just keeping the mansion safe. I work for the master here, keeping the perimeter clear of questionables." "We'll ask the mansion master about that then. Lead me there." the cat decides, picking up the rope and letting his dog keep the half ot he blowgun. Opportunity? 17
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 9:33:44 GMT -6
The human? is making a plan. The master trusts them to keep the mansion perimeter safe from questionables. The cat is clearly squestionable. But theres opportunity in doing this. Lead the cat man on a long trip around the area, get him lost, leave him there, dart from far away and problem solved. They keep their job, the cat is mansion food, and tada. Problem stolved. The cat is following behind, leading the crunching mutt with half the long tube in their jaws. Stupid dog. Never liked those classless whelps. The cat isn't being paid attention to, and is nodding absently. Like someone's talking to him in his head. Like crazy people do. The human?'s intent is bad. Truly bad. This is going to get him killed surely if he continues to follow. The pup is worried about her surroundings. Some roughemup. The cat admonishes this train of thought. He likes Kitri. 18 2.0 Skylos
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 9:38:39 GMT -6
Skylos is presented with a plan of own. Its a....questionable plan. But the human? is truly bad. Bad humans, bad HIGH CLASS humans should be punished. It amuses the cat that they had been shocked on the little trinket in his pocket. Which totally is not just a common river rock. The path will veer away now... and the human? will be attacking, he realizes. Unlike them, he has only his teeth and his claws and essentially the element of surprise. Another plan is presented of own. Use the darkness to his own use. Cats have semidecent nightvision, so he should too. He lets Kitri have some distance on rope. There's a tree there. He can use that. The human? has taken the wrong path to the mansion door delibrately. Educatedly as the cat sounds, he's not an expert of the grounds. Just a bit beyond back and they'll do it. 19
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Post by Skylos on Jun 27, 2021 9:44:29 GMT -6
Curosity. There are poppy sparkly things ahead. Would they be handy? A small campfire is nearby too. Yes, yes they would. The human? hasn't noticed yet. Skylos ducks sideways a bit, picking up the residual sparkers. Humans use these to celebrate bonfire month. and they are loud, and painful if you are nearby. He doesn't want to kill the human, just injure and scare. For a truly bad human? has no use to him. Nobody would miss them, he bet. He let Kitri's rope fall, pinning it by one foot so she can scamper back. The mansion's field shifts... and the human? turns around. He beckons the cat forward, who stops near the campfire. The blow gun is only good at point blank range now, or it would not make those thick darts fly straight. "Sorry kitty boy, you're not going to meet the master. Your own bad luck is to blame." They aim. "Yours is meeting me." the cat responds with a flickering smile. The human starts forward, and he tosses in the sparkers into the fire. BOOM 20 4.0 Kitri
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Post by Nadia on Jun 29, 2021 5:10:41 GMT -6
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Post by Skylos on Jul 1, 2021 12:34:03 GMT -6
The sparkers are stronger then he realizes; and the blast knocks them apart. Unbecomingly, Skylos lands in a tangly bush that latches into his fur and his clothing, and he might have hit his head on the trunk of the bush. Because the whole world starts spinning. And he doesn't like the spinny feeling, closing his eyes against it. His paw curls around the lead, and he hopes that Kitri wasn't injured... Inertia finally slows down... and the cat opens his eyes. Its a lot brighter then he'd originally seen. The bush isnt' nearly as ataching as it was either. Ow. The bush's branches are tangled into his fur as he sits up. And its... sandy? The bush isn't next to a campfire anymore, but a longer branched grass? Wait a minute... the cat has to think about this. The months change... but it had been the firefly festival when he'd been here. How long was he out? July 1
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Post by Skylos on Jul 1, 2021 23:12:15 GMT -6
Upset. The veiled amount of upset makes him smile into his paws. Very rare to get a smile out of an upset. Of being derived of a 'free meal'. Why? Because the victim of sparkers, they were nowhere to be found. Likely scared off. Amusement. A bit of exasperation. Sparker victims dont' taste good. Too burny. The lead in his hand-paw pulls a bit, and he can hear footfalls in the sand. The puppy? She has rather large paws up front. Almost like mitts. He gets himself back to full awareness, struggling out of the bush. It stubbornly clings onto him, tearing his white shirt and seeking the skin beneath his long hair. 'Stupid bristle bush. Takes so ...long to comb and...fix shirts... argh.' the cat growls to himself, and finally gets free, with several branches breaking off to come along with him. Stupid thorny pieces of nature. How does this stuff grow on a beach. 2
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Post by Skylos on Jul 1, 2021 23:25:46 GMT -6
Concern? Why concern. Concern over using sparkers to defend. To hurt a human and run? Isn't that bad? No. He defended himself. On the street, you did anything to survive. This wasn't the 'street' but kind of the wild. and to Skylos, his life mattered over a few sparkers. He'd survived on his wits. Spook. He looks up from pulling branches from himself to see... the human, standing? He backs off a step or two... or six as it falls, and falls facedown, smoking. It doesn't move? Had he killed a human? 'Useless help.' came a disappointed snip. 'Getting themselves scorched by a hellcat.' Someone's there, watching the other with disgust. They look up, and smirk. 'This is our little secret. You tell anyone else you saw a human here, and I'll rip your mouth off.' The mammalian nods and puts a paw to his mouth. He knows how to keep his silence. But wehre was Kitri? He still had the lead and it wasn't loose. 3
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Post by Skylos on Jul 1, 2021 23:36:24 GMT -6
"Hellcat?" he asks, confused. The individual glances him up and down, in his shabby clothes and with several yanks, a nervous puppy on a lead. They are... unique. Those eyes tell a story of hardship. Of being kicked about and ridiculed. But a love that has kept his heart mostly pure. But he's bitter. Inwardly bitter, and determined. Eyes say so much about a person, or animalfolk. The individual smiles. "cats from below the earth who are tricksters. They play with fire and shadow and lead humans to their deaths. Humans are such stupid and supersticious creatures, don't you agree?" he nods. "You have an interesting pair of eyes. What did happen, a change of eye color is a very rare change in children." Skylos finds himself explaining briefly of being on the wrong side of a spell, and it changed his eye color. The individual nods. Clearly more at work here. 4
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Post by Skylos on Jul 1, 2021 23:42:50 GMT -6
"Magic is tricky. This house is magic, you know." the individual looks up at the sky, filled with puffy clouds that looked more at home on food in the blue sky. Puffy marshmallow clouds. "Magic is dangeorus too, but quite curious to study." They notice the unsubtle shift away from the idea by the cat; wonder why. "This land is saturated in magic. More was. The labs siphoned it, and the creatures are very slightly attuned to the elements of the earth and sky." They nod to Kitri, who looks nervous around the individual. "your dog there." "What about Kitri?" had she done something wrong, he wonders? "She attunes to the acid element of the spectrum. I wouldn't handle her licks or her bites without gloves, as a good bit of advice." He did notice that whatever she chewed on had a horrible smell afterward, like burned hair. Not the electrically burned, but the acidically burned. 5
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Post by Skylos on Jul 2, 2021 3:53:15 GMT -6
The cat frowns. Each time he looks at the individual, he can't... focus on them. And forgets what they look like almost immediately after. "Can you quit that?" they have a polite response. "Quit...making me forget what you look like every time I look'it you? It throws me off." The individual expresses a likely fake surprise, and he can see them... and not forget immediately after. Its...a rabbit. A rabbit who looks like a beachgoer, including rabbit feet sized sandals. He's got sandy colored fur and a **** eating grin that makes Skylos' inner kitten want to claw his face. "I didn't know rabbits live on the beach." The rabbit gives a big bellied laugh. The pup yelps and darts into a tall patch of beach grass. Sorry, not sea grass. thats underwater. "Ah, youth. It always makes me happy when someone realizes that rabbits SHOULD NOT live on a beach. Good job." 6
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Post by Skylos on Jul 2, 2021 4:08:45 GMT -6
"Maredian is my favorite holiday, and I dress the part, see. Only come here to hang out during then. But humans keep mistaking me for a capturable creature, so if someone sees me, they forget. Simple spell, really." the rabbit shrugs. "You are... rather young to have such a keen magical sense. Its not something you are blessed with after birth typically." The rabbit peers closer, their whiskers almost touching. Drawing a deep, nasally breath to smell him. It gives the cat a sense of unease. He wants to step back... but can't. "Interesting... that is interesting..." He breaks whatever caused the freezing to happen. "An effect of a magical artifact's destruction. Did you drop one?" Skylos shakes his head no. 'It blew up in my face' he expresses, gesturing to the nearly evened out amount of white fur that breaks up his black face. Of his differently colored eyes. Doesn't he see that. He grips Kitri's lead. 7
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