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Now that was always a great sight for a cat to see. A mouse with its back to the feline in question. Now, O’Malley wasn’t the biggest fan of eating mice, having developed better tastes, but it was always fun to pounce and scare them. It was always worth the laugh.
♔ @requiem-for-a-twinkie
“ What on Earth are you eating? ”
O’Malley wrinkled his nose, somewhat disgusted by the beige-coloured item in the other’s paws. White cream seemed to be oozing out of it, and it looked anything but pleasant, judging how spots of white seemed to dot the fur around the racoon's mouth.
“I wouldn’t say that.” Her tail gave a small flick that seemed to contain its fair share of arrogance. Maybe she didn’t give the impression of being a threat outright, but that was only because she was smart. Physically, she didn’t have much to seem threatening–
But she was agile, light on her paws, and could outwit the best of them.
“I’ve been looking after myself out here for longer than you’d think. You might not think I’m much, but I’ve got my own set of strengths.”
She tensed, slightly, as he moved closer. Even if there wasn’t much worth having in the garbage, it was still the closest to a reliable food source she had. Occasionally, she’d even find something good - and her guard was up, wary that he would try and snatch away anything she came across for himself.
His words, however, were countered with a scoff.
“Hm. You must be the local gourmet. So tell me, where do you think I should eat instead?”
“ Oh yeah? Well, I ain’t one to doubt, doll, but I’d need to see it to believe it. What do you do? Bite their ankles? ”
He let out a good natured hum, mostly just teasing the other. Even though she was small, she was probably a similar size to himself, and he was pretty hardy on the streets. It was likely they shared a lot of skills due to their size disadvantage.
“ Well, I wouldn't say that. I just know how to get better stuff. There’s plenty of good places to eat if you know where to look. Homes, restaurants, vendors. If you know what to do, a feast awaits! ”
He paused, before cocking his head ever so slightly.
“ Tell you what. You help me out, I’ll get you a good meal, and I’ll show you how to get some better eating. Sound good? ”
“I race dogs, pal, it’s not easy,” Rhino called back, running as hard as he could. “I keep up with them, too - I never win, but I come close!”
“ Well cats... are a lot faster... than dogs! "
Was that perhaps slightly laboured breath? Now, O’Malley wasn’t an unfit cat, not by any stretch, but he wasn’t the young tom he used to be, and he had grown to rest on his laurels. He soon caught up, or at least was shadowing, the plastic ball soon enough.
“ I’m gonna get’cha, buddy! Too easy! ”
( ♥ ♕ ♥ )
Well that was certainly a different title than she’s ever heard, though with how sweet Thomas was acting, she didn’t feel like questioning it. ❝Charlotte La Bouff, but just call me Lottie, sug’. I’m just the best friend to the real New Orleans Princess.❞
Not waiting a moment, Lottie closed the gap between the two of them, holding onto one of of his arms, ❝It’s awful nice ta meet you. Now, what’s a sweetheart like you doin’ here?❞
“ Lottie, huh? Well ain’t that just the prettiest name I’ve heard? Did you know it meant free? I bet you’re a true free spirit, Miss Lottie. ”
He let the woman take his arm, giving it a small squeeze as he finished and letting his smile quirk up just that little higher. If charming was a job, he would be employee of the year. He raised an eyebrow at her words, though, expression playfully surprised.
“ No? Really? Well, there ain’t no harm in two beautiful princesses, is there? ”
He hummed a soft chuckle, before continuing.”
“ Me? I’m travelling, and Lady Luck seems to have brought me here to New Orleans. Like yourself, I’m a free spirit, and I am certainly enjoying my time here so far. ”
♔ ;; Lurking
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“ I’m KING of the highway, PRINCE of the boulevard…
DUKE of the avante-garde, the WORLD is my backyard…”
Independent Thomas O’Malley.
♔ ;; Return
{{ Oh my Goodness, how long has it been? My last post was 2nd October, so over a month, wow!
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❛ Now aren’t you a smart one. ❜
She turns from serving another customer back to the red-head. She’d seen him eyeing her as she’d shaken up his drink and had only started smirking to herself in amusement as she waited for the inevitable pick-up lines to come. He doesn’t make her wait long, she’ll give him that.
❛ But if you’re gonna flirt you might wanna try harder than offerin’ the girl who serves drinks, a drink. Not much appeal in em’ anymore handsome. ❜
He leant back a little, expression that of mock defeat. A playful glint remained in his eyes, though, and his crooked smile soon returned.
“ Bah, I figured as much. Though there wasn’t much else I could offer. Offering to buy you a bag of nuts is a lot less charming that a drink. Sure, the innuendo’s there, but I’m more tasteful than that. ”
Elbows rested on the counter as he balanced his chin atop his hand, maintaining eye contact.
“ Of course, I could always offer to buy you something like dinner, but I don’t know when your shift ends, and I’m not rushing this drink. ”
SHE SCOWLED, if only because she wasn’t sure what he was up to and she didn’t like it. Men had a way of making her antsy for the obvious reasons. They had caused her enough trouble. Not to say she hated them, but she carried a lot more suspicion towards them, at first. Mostly to be on the safe side. It wasn’t like she was immediately accepting towards women… just not quite so wary of their actions.
“Yes.”
It was said flatly, almost with an unamused tone to it. Head canted with her own expression easing as he spoke. “M’not too worried.”
Cat knew quite well how to handle herself. The knives strapped to her back – hidden beneath her jacket – were just one of the many tools she had for defending herself if she had to. A dark smile crossed her features, more so out of humor from his last statement.
“Guess we’re both a little shady, bub. So why don’t y’say wha’ exactly you’re going out here, then.”
Thomas couldn’t help but chuckle at that, giving a nod in agreement, though he glanced around as he did so, and behind his shoulder. It wasn’t that he was worried of other’s overhearing them. He just didn’t want to get snuck up on. As he just said, it was a shady area: anyone could be here.
“ Alright, you got me. I’m actually a crazed drug addict who regularly targets vulnerable women in alleys in order to steal their purses to get my next fix. ”
He paused for effect before laughing and shaking his head.
“ Nah, I joke. I’m passing through. I live on the other side of town, and using the alleys is quicker that either tackling the busy main streets or attempting to hire a cab. No-one comes down these streets, usually, so it’s a lot more quiet. Exciting, I know. Though that explains my genuine interest as to why I’ve stumbled across another person, and a woman at that, lurking around these streets. Man in an alley? No problem, but a lady? Now she’s up to something. Mind sharing your side of the story now? ”
MITTENS WATCHED HIM, head canting some as he sat down. He was so casual about the event, which could either be a good thing or a bad thing. If he was genuinely relaxed, that meant he wouldn’t cause trouble ( most likely ). But there was the chance that he was acting. That he would use a relaxed situation to his advantage. Maybe. The black and white knew she was stretching her thoughts out on a limb there. Still…
“I came over from the other side of town. Needed a change of scenery.” And to get away from the cats that lived two alleys down from her and were constantly hissing and snarling at each other. She had no idea what their problem was and, frankly, didn’t care. So she ventured off.
His warning was surprising. But she nodded her head. “Alright, then. I’ll stick away from there.”
O’Malley nodded, genuinely but vaguely interested in what she had to say. After all, she might give him some clues as to what the other side of town was like, and what he was going into. This area, in regards to wildlife, was pretty quiet, and if he was about to go into a more dangerous area, it was always good to know.
“ If you know where you want to go, I’m more than happy to show you an alternative route. After all, I got around, and there’s no scratches on me. ” A crooked grin. “ Sure, it’s a little high in places, but the offer’s there. ”
He paused before standing again, giving a small stretch.
“ And don’t worry. I ain’t gonna use you as bait. You got my word on that one. I know I’m a stranger, but I ain’t mean. ”
A CAT LIVING IN A TREE hardly seemed exciting to her, but she didn’t bother to argue. It seemed trivial. Instead, chocolate colored gaze remained firm upon him, wanting to make certain he wasn’t planning something. Some felines just always seemed to be about to do something.
Watching a few leaves fall, she then redirected her attention to the tom as he made his way upon the fence. Pawsteps carried her along under him, still cautious and not ready to give him the benefit of the doubt.
“I bark at rats. A cat is hardly worth it. The cats I know simply cause more of a disaster if I do such. Where are you trying to get through? Certainly not through my house?”
“ Aw, I’m hurt, doll. I think a cat is ten times worth a rat. We’re at least more interesting, and definitely more fun. ”
He grinned and winked before finally hopping down onto the lawn. He was probably the same size as the dog, now they were level, though the fact he was a big tom helped. He continued to pad through the garden at a casual pace, heading towards the side path besides the building.
“ Relax, I ain’t going through it. I might have had a peek inside, but I’d rather not cause the trouble today. Your house is just... a shortcut to the better side of town, you get me? ”
Remy took the cat’s advice and relaxed the tension in his shoulders (forgetting Dad’s Clan Rules number 39#. Don’t take advice from the cat). At the same time he grunted and sighed with annoyance. Remy even scrunched his snout looking slightly feral with anger. This oddly humongous cat sounded like his father.
But then, in all that anger that seemed like a tiny volcano was gonna erupt behind the rat’s little pink ears. The rat slumped onto a piece of wood. Where he could see the chocolate cake slice whiten the crate. His skinny pink tail drooped to his left hanging over. Slouching the weight of his head in his left forepaw.
“Yep, I’m a rat. I shouldn’t care what goes in my mouth. I gotta just see it there.” He looked over to a lumpy, half eaten, dark brown banana with peal sprawled about among the wooden crate the lady at the house next to the two animals used as a garbage. “and I gotta hork it down.” Attempting the painfully easy task of finding more garbage around him once more. Remy saw a bunch of rotten tomatoes of witch he counted about 4 flies buzzing around them. “Yummy”
“More fuel for the tank.”
O’Malley pulled a face. Part of him wished he hadn’t opened his mouth. Admittedly, he hadn’t expected, nor did he really care about the rat’s life story. He’d just given an empty threat (nay, it was a warning if anything), and he’d been rewarded with this. Something about that was just plain unfair.
“ Woah, calm it, little whiskers. No need to get so down about it. I was just saying. ”
He twitched his whiskers a little and shrugged.
“ Nothing stopping you from eating your cake. I never said it was wrong. Geez... ”
His last word was muttered, as if to himself.
“Nice to meet you, O’Malley,” he replied. “Now eat my dust!”
The hamster turned around in his ball and took off as fast as he could.
O’Malley barely had time to react, turning on a dime to chase after the other. Gosh, it had been a while since he’d leapt up that fast. He made a small face of complaint, not that Rhino could see, as he bounded after him.
“ C’mon, I’m only jogging here. You’re making it too easy! ”
♔ uigere
Where had he stumbled upon now...? Sure, he’d genuienly been looking for a new place to explore (That was usually the point in hiking), but he was unsure as to how he’d stumbled into these lands. Waterfalls seemed to pour from everywhere, and the vegetation he could see was green and lush. Tribal monuments and architecture scattered the land around him, but it was unfamiliar to his own knowledge. Perhaps it would be best to try and find some civilisation...
