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Cat-eared Shenanigans
WHO: Shiro and whomever wants to be there
WHAT: Wildcard prompts
WHERE: Inn, Shining Karaoke, Parks, Fields
WHEN: The month of August
WARNINGS: Long-healed amputation, scars, unadulterated fluff probably
Shiro wound up in the fallout of the animal mage work and is sporting large, sleek black housecat ears and tail. He's taken too it more calmly and naturally than some, and seems to have... caught??? Some cat-like mannerisms too.
I. Naps are great, though
Shiro hasn't slept well in a while, and the magical coma last month doesn't count. So if there is a patch of sunlight, there may just be a large man in one of many seemingly impossible positions, dead asleep. His watchful little draconic familiar is settled primly nearby, watching over him for inscrutable Familiar Reasons.
II. Fishing
Where there are fish, there's a cat. Man. Cat man. Crouched low at the edge, ears low and tail tip twitching behind him, Shiro watches the water with dilated eyes. Waiting. Waiting. Are you going to let him make an attempt, or use this prime opportunity for pranking?
III. Shining Karaoke
Shiro does still turn up for his shifts at the karaoke bar, same as usual. He's acquired a nice maroon dress shirt, worn with the sleeve rolled up while he mixes drinks. His reflexes seem faster than usual right now, and the sway and curl of his tail shows just how truly this job brings him happiness. What can he get you this evening?
IV. You've Got Cats In High Places
You know what's even better than naps? Heights! Rooftops, walls, trees, the occasional lamp post... When a six-foot-four cat gets the zoomies, he inevitably seems to wind up perched somewhere high up, leaning waaaaay out to snuff the breeze. No balcony is safe.
V. WildHorses Cats Couldn't Drag Me Away
None of these strike your fancy? No problem! Where there's a will, there's a prompt. Just post one, or reach out to me on plurk:
librariansheart.
WHAT: Wildcard prompts
WHERE: Inn, Shining Karaoke, Parks, Fields
WHEN: The month of August
WARNINGS: Long-healed amputation, scars, unadulterated fluff probably
Shiro wound up in the fallout of the animal mage work and is sporting large, sleek black housecat ears and tail. He's taken too it more calmly and naturally than some, and seems to have... caught??? Some cat-like mannerisms too.
I. Naps are great, though
Shiro hasn't slept well in a while, and the magical coma last month doesn't count. So if there is a patch of sunlight, there may just be a large man in one of many seemingly impossible positions, dead asleep. His watchful little draconic familiar is settled primly nearby, watching over him for inscrutable Familiar Reasons.
II. Fishing
Where there are fish, there's a cat. Man. Cat man. Crouched low at the edge, ears low and tail tip twitching behind him, Shiro watches the water with dilated eyes. Waiting. Waiting. Are you going to let him make an attempt, or use this prime opportunity for pranking?
III. Shining Karaoke
Shiro does still turn up for his shifts at the karaoke bar, same as usual. He's acquired a nice maroon dress shirt, worn with the sleeve rolled up while he mixes drinks. His reflexes seem faster than usual right now, and the sway and curl of his tail shows just how truly this job brings him happiness. What can he get you this evening?
IV. You've Got Cats In High Places
You know what's even better than naps? Heights! Rooftops, walls, trees, the occasional lamp post... When a six-foot-four cat gets the zoomies, he inevitably seems to wind up perched somewhere high up, leaning waaaaay out to snuff the breeze. No balcony is safe.
V. Wild
None of these strike your fancy? No problem! Where there's a will, there's a prompt. Just post one, or reach out to me on plurk:
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This is... more comfortable than he's been in a while.
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He blinks, looking around as he sinks back onto his elbow. Tick, tick, tick, tick... ding! "Matt?" A soft, deep purr starts up in his chest immediately. "When did you get here? Ev'rything okay?"
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Matt smiles fondly, a teeny blush crossing his cheeks as Shiro starts actually purring. "I've been here for a while. A few chapters, even. Everything's fine. You just looked so comfortable that I thought I'd sit here with you for a while. I didn't think you'd mind."
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He streeeeetches, arching high enough that his tee shirt creeps up past his navel and his tail vibrates. When he relaxes again, it's to roll onto his side and curl up around Matt's knees. (Shinryu shakes his little head and flits off up into the tree canopy and out of sight.)
"How're you doing?" Shiro asks softly, ears attentively pitched forward.
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"I'm fine. Saw a red-haired girl on the network earlier that I almost thought was Pidge." He shrugs. "Still going to school, still learning things."
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"Oh, really? Who was it if it wasn't Pidge?"
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He smiles, shrugging. "Her name's Claudia. It's really odd, because if you change 'going to space' to 'playing with supernatural crap', she and Pidge are super alike."
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"Mmmmmm... Yeah... Claudia's a great person. Really intuitive 'n tech minded. She and Pidge would get along." No uncertainty there. "She's had an interesting career, that's for sure."
He breathes in deep and exhales a long, thrumming, happy sigh. "We could all get along with her. She definitely won't let people get away with anything self-eroding. ...Is that a word?"