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Open; i'm the kinda guy who likes to roam around
Who: Nessa Llewellyn and YOU
Where: Trailblazers gym, downtown LA and the outskirts of the city.
When: A few days after the sinkhole.
What: A day in the life of Nessa. With no immediate threats and nothing happening with the sinkhole, Nessa tries to busy herself as usual.
Warnings: Potential gore for the last one.
[Threadstarters underneath! Let me know OOC if you want something more specific and I'll whip something up :33]
Where: Trailblazers gym, downtown LA and the outskirts of the city.
When: A few days after the sinkhole.
What: A day in the life of Nessa. With no immediate threats and nothing happening with the sinkhole, Nessa tries to busy herself as usual.
Warnings: Potential gore for the last one.
[Threadstarters underneath! Let me know OOC if you want something more specific and I'll whip something up :33]
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"I never really think about it...," she says, trailing off. "I mean, I've been shifting since I was a kitten so!"
She gives him a small nod and then her eyes widen as he produces kitty ears and she squeals loudly leaning forward to rub and touch them.
"Are you kitten me? I can't do parts!" she beams, looking totally enchanted by the ears. "These are so cute!"
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"Yeah, I'm pretty much all parts. I could probably do a tail too, but there's no hole in my uniform for it to come out, so it'd be kinda weird right now."
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She grins as he purrs and continues rubbing the soft velvet inside the ears before pulling back with a short laugh as he mentions the tail.
"Yeah, that would be clawfully uncomfurtable!" she says with a shrug. "I shift with my clothes I think..."
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He's kind of itching to find out exactly how Wildcat's powers actually work, although it seems like she doesn't really know either, and it's kind of weird to grill people about whether they can feel their organs.
"...So you really like cat puns, huh?"
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When he speaks again, she blinks owlishly and looks up at him, giving him a small smile.
"It's kinda my thing. I can only do cats, and my codename is Wildcat. You gotta have puns! That's the best part."
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"I don't think I have much of a theme to do puns around, though. Like, just generally being a shapeshifter isn't that pun-worthy, and being green just sets me up for a lot of Kermit jokes."
Like a lot of Kermit jokes.
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"Well, it's not easy bein' green," she beams.
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"I'm not above punching you a little bit, okay?"
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"If you can hit me," she purrs, shifting her weight to brace herself if he does decide to spar.
"I'm not above biting."
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"Okay, okay. I've never been mauled by a tiger and I don't really want to start today, so I'll take your word for it."
He's definitely going to try to figure out how to be a cat when he gets home, though.
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"Your loss," she smiles at him, before jumping up to her feet and extending a gloved hand to help him up. She sure is pretty tiny.
"So what're you doing out here in coyote territory in the middle of the night?"