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♟:Patching up a wound
"Is the bandage on too tight?" Her fingers lightly touched the wrapping, delicately tracing it while carefully avoiding placing too much pressure. A gentle touch, a soft hum and a desire to do better even when the dressing had been perfect. Her usual habits did not fade, even in the presence of strangers.
"Would you like me to redo it? .. Heh, though I'm sure you'd rather be rid of me. It'd be better to have a hospital look after than you than a random person on the street..."
You should make yourself happy once in a while.
"Hm... wouldn't this be more aligned with general life advice rather than relationship advice? Oh but I'm not complaining; as simple as it is, it's a reminder that we all need.
I'll be sure to keep it in mind."
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♤:Taking a bath together
"Cats don't like water."
It was a fact. A simple one.
Something that was so well known and certain that it did not fit the current situation at all.Black Hanekawa sat on the shoulders of the tactician, her toes digging into his shoulders, her thighs squeezing against his cheeks and a warmth that gave cause to blush. Her powers limited, she was free to touch the boy however she pleased and she began patting his head like a drum.
"Get out of the bath right meow~! Let's play around inystead!"
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♥ : Your muse crying about something
"Are you alright?" The question was silly; normally, people cried when they were feeling... well, awful. Depressed. Downtrodden. But it was a reflex; just the same as the hand that was placed on the young lady's shoulder or concerned expression that knitted Hanekawa's eyebrows and pulled at her lips.
"I'm sorry for intruding... but I'd be more than happy to hear you out."
"I could easily ask you the same thing, miss.." Oh, how foolish of the Nen user to have not covered his bases. It seemed getting by without the use of Nen was difficult after everything is said done. Although, fortunately for the caught red handed, this one could be played with. Caught for what? Well, a fresh corpse was nothing to overlook when a single man with a killer smile looms above it.
"I believe we’ve past the point of hurt. What brings you here at this time of night?"
" I thought I smelled something tasty! But it looks like the meal I sought is spoiled... and I have no interest in the rotten thing beside it. Nyaot a bit!" Was it the corpse that was spoiled? And the man that was rotten? She doubt that it mattered to him either way; the man's wicked smirk and blood stained actions implied taunts and insults would have little effect.
"Responsibility is take and take! And since you've taken my fun, you should take responsibility! What will mew do to make up for it, hmm?"
Oh goodness gracious. If it wasn’t one thing it was always another. In an attempt to get some late night reading done under the stars on a particularly clear night, Morgan found himself the center of attention at.. another cat person.. this one very different, as she was approaching him with.. her body.. half.. naked. In an immediate response given the boy’s youth, he’d quickly hold the book up to his face, trying to hide the red in his cheeks.
" I-I’m just trying to read myself here, but—I have a bit of a question over your well being as well in, h-how can you wear so light during such a cold night like this..?! My reading wont bring any danger to anyone, b-but you should really dress a bit more! "
"Feline shy? Ne he he he.... Oh~! Oh!" As if she had finally gotten some type of joke, the cat girl sat up on her knees, hunched over her curled fists with a few husky snickers. "Is it my mistress's breasts that making mew red and s-s-stuttery? Ne ne?" Relaxing her figure, she crept over towards the fidgety young boy and pulled down at his book with a single finger. "That's easy!: My mistress's body is hoooooot~! Not a single part of it feels like a nip of cold air. "
"C'mon! Touch me, touch me, it's the truth!"
Well, this was quite a twist. Having made his rounds despite his arm in a sling, hidden by the kosode he wore, he heard a voice that caught his attention quickly. Her use of words caught his attention more than anything. Her appearance … Well, it fitted rather well. A sly grin came to the silver-haired male as he turned to face her without any bit of hesitation.
"Now, ya shouldn’t be too worried fer someone like me. I highly doubt any bad things will come ta me if I take a normal stroll ~"
"But I'm a nice cat! And nice cats worry!" A lie, a lie! Or was it a truth? Cats were notoriously selfish, purring and clawing for attention, very rarely giving their affection unconditionally. Her cutesy act now was a testament to that; she pawed the air in front of her, urging him forward but making no move of her own. "Normal strolls the meost likely for bad things to happen! Because mew never expect them to! Right?
"Or were you expecting such a beautiful body tonight? Nya ha ha..."
"Me?" He pointed to himself as he looked around the area. He would turn his body with each direction he looked although he kept his feet fixed so he was turning his entire body. He continued to turn and looked back over his shoulder in a very awkward position to give a reply. "Why would I worry about getting hurt here?"
"You! You! Nya ha ha ha! Nya ha ha ha!" What a silly human, twisting his body like that of a snake searching for a mate! She stretched out her back, cracking her bones before shaking her rump in the air and leaping forward. Landing with a soft thud, she crawled around his figure, sniffing at his clothes. "Ne... don't you know anyathing? There's a lot of meownsters here, waiting fur a taste! And it won't be a nibble, it'll be a big, big... "
She chomped at the air and grinned. "Bite~!"
" What's a person like myew doing in a place like this? " The greeting was sprinkled with far too many nya ha ha ha has! at the end for anyone's liking, the bellowing of the hearty laugh coming from a lone figure: A voluptuous young lady donning lacy lingerie and a pair of flicking cat ears, her head resting on the palms of her hands and her legs kicking freely in the air. Golden eyes remained locked on their new friend, a predatory grin stretched across sharp pearly whites.
" Nyaow don't myew think that's a very dangerous thing to do? Someone could get hurt! "
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straycatstory
Another school girl another day. This smelled a bit like cat, but Beelzebub didn’t mind, though he was more in the mood for dog dung today, perhaps this girl could show him a good source of feline fecal matter. Better yet, if she would be so hopelessly naive as to contract with him. She certainly seemed like the type who would be easy to take advantage of. Just what he had been searching for.
"Greetings, it is I, the royal demon Beelzebub Yuichi. I have arrived to cure your distress young lady. You need not fear."
"....." A placid smile was her response, the corners of her eyes crinkling with start of a laugh. She managed stopped the chuckle with the palm of her hand and spoke to him in a charmed tone. "If you tell me not to fear, is it alright for me to worry? To have someone announce themselves as a demon is quite frightening. To call themselves Beelzebub on top of that, is a new level of fear. Although..."
Normally, it would give her cause to distress. She had her fair share of strange encounters that made her wary enough. But this little... penguin? Duck? Well, he was a little too goofy loo goofy looking to take seriously. Which, with thought, actually made him more dangerous. But she was going in circles.
She titled her head, her smile remaining. "... Although I suppose I could hear you out. What did you have in mind?"
fourleggedprincess
Beyond the city limits, would she find the ruins of an ancient Greek civilization? With tapestries of dancing faeries and coquettish nymphs, stained by sands of times and waiting to be unearthed? It was a delightful thought, one she would gladly go to explore if the theory was sound. But it's roots were simply wishful thinking, one of the many ways she tried to explain away the sight before her.
A young centaur. A very cute one.
So cute that the desire to pet her was strong. But refrain she must and so Hanekawa did.
"I'm sorry for rudely staring. And I apologize in advance if my words come off rude as well or rather forward. But you're lovely... very much so... I never met a person quite like you before. Well, only in books about princesses and magic, if those could be included."
✧ Headaches
Like a nail being drilled into your skull. Or the hot anticipation of a baseball bat cracking against your forehead. Only such exaggerations were suitable enough to explain how intense the throbbing ache in Hanekawa's temples felt. It was making her nauseous, caused her to furrow her brows in agony and dizzyed the path before her into a duplicated mess...
She had to sit down before she fainted or made a mess on the sidewalk.
Managing to find a nearby bench, she sat down and sighed, rubbing her head in hopes of easing away some of the discomfort. But if such a cure were so easy, the world wouldn't need small pills and strawberry flavored medicines. At least the source of her pain was quick to discern: Stress. From her kidnapping. From this new, confusing world that seemed too surreal to exist. From the worries she had concerning Araragi, Senjougahara and her other friends that she had left back home...
Through the blurs and white spots, she noted a figure approaching and like a cat, she waved forward with the palm of her hand, hoping to grab their attention.
"Ah... excuse me. Would you mind directing me to the nearest pharmacy? Just... nngh.. a few directions... would help..."
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