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Who would like to play with Ayesha? I am willing to plot <3
Ayesha has spotted {TheMasterMasonsDaughter}
" Ayesha, Erik’s….companion. I would say it’s a pleasure, but I’m not certain of that quite yet." She took a turn about the girl, observing her wheelchair with a feline’s disdain. " What is this contraption you are seated in? I’ve never seen such a thing before!"
“Eriks companion?" Luciana repeated nearly doubting and at the same time she twisted her mouth a little bit offended by Ayeshas comment “Well, if so we have something in common…" she muttered and stared for a moment afronted in another direction before her gaze returned to the strange woman. “You’ve never seen a wheelchair?!" she asked full of disbelief. “Don’t fool me! Where do you live on the moon?!"
Ayesha sniffed haughtily, her eyes wide in their offense. " I live below the opera with Erik, and I should say that I've not seen much of the outside world. I am only 7 in my years, thank you very much!" The feline did not realize that from her transformation into a human, she did not equate her actual age to that of an adult. By all rights, she looked about 28. The kitty shook her head and ventured to move subjects.
"I've not seen a wheelchair before. What is its purpose?"
Stay, Papa {Erik} {Ayesha}
"Oh, Little Lady, My Ayesha…." Erik smiled dejectedly, quietly moving to lift the cat into his trembling arms. Oh his little Darling, of course… he couldn’t leave her trapped down here. Who would care for her? “It’s alright…"
Ayesha let herself curl into the crook of his arm, not caring whether or not her fur was becoming matted with blood. She began to lick his exposed arm, purring louder and louder. " You're alright, Papa? I knew you would be." And yet, her little whiskers looked droopy, her eyes passionate in her desire to keep him. She was a selfish girl, she knew it well.
Diamond of the Cellars: {Ayesha} {Erik}
Ayesha gave him a wide smile, the complement sitting splendidly in her mind. She purred softly, though she found the effort a little more taxing than usual. Timidly, she took his hand with a tug of insistance.
"Papa, I am fretfully hungry? May I have something to eat? I promise I shall leave you be after that." She didn’t really want to, but she knew that Erik liked things a certain way and would require quite a bit of time to concentrate upon his work.
Erik glanced up from his work towards his poor fretful companion. Oh, of course, of course his little darling would be hungry. transformation must have taken a toll upon Ayesha. He nodded and smiled, letting her lead the way into the kitchen.
"so, I am going to have quite the task of teaching you how to be a homo sapien," Erik commented, moving to lean against one of the counters. “I will be honest with you, I am not certain how long it will take me to find a cure."
Ayesha took to opening cabinets, her nimble little fingers searching for anything she could nibble on. Finding a jar of caviar, she took it down and opened the top with satisfaction. Timidly, stuck her finger in and began to lick it off in a near-sexual manner, her smile purely feline as she wiggled her shoulders in delight.
"I can be patient, Papa. Being a homo...sapien," she paused, the words hard to articulate, " cannot be very difficult." She stuck her finger in the caviar again and went to lick it again.
Diamond of the Cellars: {Ayesha} {Erik}
Ayesha did manage after that. She rummaged through the cupboard some more and found some bloomers. She puzzled over them for a moment, then decided that they were quite like the picture she’d seen in a newspaper advert a few months back, and put them on in the proper way. Then, pulling out a shawl of deep burgundy, she wrapped it around her shoulders and emerged, still the little lady through and through.
Gently tip toeing on her bare feet into the labratory, she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Well, Erik… How do I look?"
Erik turned away from his investigations at the touch of her hand on his shoulder. For a moment he let a critical eye look her over, ensuring everything was as it should. He then smiled and nodded.
"As always, Ayesha, you look splendid," He complimented, in turn resting his own long fingered hand upon her shoulder. “You have done remarkably well." He looked back at the solution of liquid and began thinking. He was utterly distracted by the problem at hand.
Ayesha gave him a wide smile, the complement sitting splendidly in her mind. She purred softly, though she found the effort a little more taxing than usual. Timidly, she took his hand with a tug of insistance.
"Papa, I am fretfully hungry? May I have something to eat? I promise I shall leave you be after that." She didn’t really want to, but she knew that Erik liked things a certain way and would require quite a bit of time to concentrate upon his work.