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[ Angel Devil. ]
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[ if you're visiting the rose barn,
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From:

finalbows

_{[ starts gliding faster. keeping a perfectly exact amount of distance between them. ]}

From:

catposting

[ to his credit, the kitten's trying to appear at ease. but he's not Blood Fiend, he's not even a millennia old, and he just got abandoned by his Ipsen. the tension in his gait is obvious.

without stopping: ]

If it's money you're looking for, try someone else.

From:

finalbows

_{[ titter. ]} Do I look destitute to you, stray cat? I killed someone for all the Gil I could ever want in my life YEARS ago. I'm just here to observe. You're interesting. It's not effortless, for you. But you've still got that spark, anyway, don't you?

That reason you're alive, and those bodies you and the dog tried to change aren't.

From:

catposting

[ he stops, back turned, tail thrashing angrily as he hisses ]

Have you been spying on us?

From:

finalbows

Hm, hm~. I know aaaaaaall about your little experiments. Including...

What the missing piece is.

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 05:32 pm (UTC)

From:

catposting

[ it's tempting, it really is. but even stray kittens know that the only way to win something like this is not to play.

through gritted teeth ]

I told you already, I'm not interested.

...

Neither is he.

[ starts walking again!! ]

From:

finalbows

_{[ an unholy light starts up in his eyes. ]}

Oho~? "Neither is he," he says. Are you one hundred percent certain about that? After all... Such an ability, properly realized...

...would make a wonderful gift to lay before the feet of a cherished master, wouldn't it?

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 05:55 pm (UTC)

From:

catposting

[ spins around, cheeks flushed and eyes glistening. ]

I'm certain because he's my servant and has been for the past few centuries, so unless you've been stalking us that whole time, you have no idea what you're talking about.

He'll come round. He doesn't need some stick-wielding creep telling him what to do. What's with that thing, anyway? It looks ridiculous.

From:

finalbows

Centuries, huh? Kids sure grow up slow these days...

The crook's not exactly... suiting to my angelic guise, it's true... yet! 'Tis still a mark of my station. Don't tell me you've never seen a Ranker Shepherd, before, kitty cat?

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 06:19 pm (UTC)

From:

catposting

...

[ bursts out laughing ]

Are you just making up names now?

From:

finalbows

Careful, brat. I might turn you into a particularly interesting sheep.

_{[ waggles crook threateningly ]}

From:

catposting

... You're not even a Ranker, are you...?

You're a sorcerer.

From:

finalbows

I could be both. I contain multitudes.

From:

catposting

Great.

[ the three lighthouses materialize: one green, one pink, one blue. that's all you see before you go blind. ]

Bye!

[ the blind only lasts for a few seconds. some of the effect can be blocked if you're fast enough, so you may see the blue lighthouse grow to the size of a small table as the other two release the flash. (you would have felt them channeling the flash while the kitten threw his minor tantrum. these are basic ass lighthouses, after all.)

the kitten leaps on top of the blue cube, his own eyes squeezed shut as the lighthouse whizzes away.

it's still slower than you. ]

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 06:50 pm (UTC)

From:

finalbows

Tch! Cute.

_{[ if you couldn't stand a little lightshow like that, your master would never have let you loose on Gaia.

You can feel the way that rosebud's ran.
You fly after with an Actual feeling of the wind on your skin. A decent chase is really fun, honestly-- when was the last time you--? ]}

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 07:13 pm (UTC)

From:

finalbows

_{[ (you feel the dirt under your paws.)

(a lean predator sprints toward a flicker of vulnerable motion, every step a bound)

suddenly, you're not having fun anymore.
You pull to a stop. ]}

From:

catposting

[ the bells on your staff jingle as you stop. you hear a yelp from ahead; a red band snaps around the kitten's upper arm, its own bell jingling in harmony with yours. the cuff yanks him to a halt, forcing him off the still-whizzing lighthouse. he crashes to the ground. ]

What the hell—

[ his eyes meet yours and you witness his terror for the first and last time. white light fills the area. you pass out. ]

From:

catposting

[ when you open your eyes... you're in an underground obstacle course, with a somewhat Queen of Hearts aesthetic. propped up against one of the hedges is a rose-patterned couch. the kitten — hair slightly longer than you remember, baby fat fading but not completely gone from his cheeks — lounges on it, tossing and catching an apple in one hand, upper arm still cuffed with that annoying red band. ]

— Rosebell? Hello?

[ he spares you a glance, then goes back to staring absently at the ceiling ]

Did all that floating finally get to your head?

[ you're floating, naturally. you have all your powers; why wouldn't you? your crook rests against a hedge beside you. all these years, and you haven't changed at all. you're even wearing the same outfit. ]

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 07:35 pm (UTC)

From:

finalbows

_{[ you're floating. you're not touching the ground. there's no mist-swollen earth rending beneath your steps, anymore.

your crinkle your brow, looking at that red band. your free hand strays to your throat. no bell collar. ]}

...I merely found my mind straying to other times, a while. But I'm here now, cat.

From:

catposting

[ chuckles ]

Daydreaming about bullying more strays with your Ranker act?

From:

finalbows

...Hn. It's their faults for falling for it. I barely even know what a Ranker IS. If some silly old discontinued doll like me is able to pull the wool over your eyes, it's more than enough proof you need to hurry up and wise up, or die.

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 10:35 pm (UTC)

From:

catposting

Did you hit your —

[ sighs, shakes his head and sits up. ]

Sometimes I feel like you say words just to fill the air, Rosebell.

[ taps his red arm cuff. a green light blinks in the middle of it. ]

Are you close, Sheep Fiend? Rosebell's gonna create an entire mind palace for us at this rate, you'll barely recognize him by the time you arrive.

[ you hear a bleat over the cuff-that's-apparently-a-comlink. ]

Oh? You should have said so. Yeah, just come in. We're not busy.

[ there's a nearby hiss of an electronic door opening, followed by rustling bushes. a man-sized white sheep ambles into the clearing on its two hind legs, dressed in white robes, bound around the waist with a red sash. the sash's bell jingles as it walks. unlike the Sheep Fiend of the pasture, this one's cat ears and tail don't need to be stuck on. the abs are still drawn on, though. he's around a head taller than the kitten while standing up, though the kitten stays put on the couch for now. ]

Sheep Fiend, you look ridiculous. Where did you even get that?

[ Sheep Fiend bleats. ]

What? Rosebell gave that to you?

[ both of them turn to look at you. ]

Edited Date: 2023-09-05 10:53 pm (UTC)

From:

finalbows

...
We were making sheep-sized clothes for the play anyway...

From:

catposting

Now you're just doing it on purpose.

[ Sheep Fiend bleats in assent, then flops down on top of the kitten. ]

— H-hey! What did I say about personal space?!

[ SHOVES HIM OFF. Sheep Fiend bleats sadly and moves over. now they're sitting side by side. the kitten spits out wool and groans ]

Seriously, you guys are impossible.

[ the kitten sounds happier than you've ever heard him. ]

From:

finalbows

Ah, but I'm impossible from a dis~tance~~.

Sheepy, dear, just because you're a living blanket doesn't mean the fur rug over there wants to be tucked in all the time. But. Isn't there... Someone... still missing...?

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