[Voice/Action] Second Target

[sapphire_sniper]

I have to hand it to the Malnosso... they never seem to run out of new ideas when it comes to making our lives miserable.

[What starts out sounding like a disgruntled sigh turns into something more like a cat growling before being cut off completely.]

At least they're keeping the shop stocked with plenty of fish.

[And because I'm late to the party, general action shenanigans can be had here- He'll be a lot of places over the course of the week- exploring the forest, being oddly affectionate to people he knows for the half-second it takes for him to realize what he's doing, watching fish swim around in the river and failing miserably in his attempts to catch them with his bare hands, and sometime around Tuesday we'll say he ends up stranded on the roof of the clothing store.  Because getting up there in the first place was the easy part..]

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[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[The forest, you say?

There's a faint "crash" a few feet away, followed by the rustling and shifting of what sounds like an impossibly large animal. Said impossibly large animals sounds as though it's talking to itself. With an English accent.]

...just hope it stays to the three of us, I really don't trust my luck even like this...

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[That English accent sounds familiar, so Michael stalks in a circle around the crash on all fours, his tail switching erratically back and forth.]

...Giles? You in there?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

[Ping!

...who is this saying his name? The voice...sounds familiar, but...

Commotion stops, to be replaced by large, heavy footsteps. Eventually, a large black dragon can be see picking its way through the trees. It pauses and sits when it sees Michael, tilting its head curiously to one side.]

...hello?

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[...Well. That would explain all the racket, at least.]

...They turned you into a dragon, eh?

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Yes. I'm a dragon for the week.

...and you're a cat. [Unspoken but implied - "and you are?" Sorry, Michael, but the voice isn't enough to jog his memory.]

lesser fellpool, actually. derped out on the description it seems, but still mostly human.

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He stands up and runs a hand through his hair- one ear switching back and forth as it passes under his arm.]

More of one than I'd like, that's for certain... though I can't complain about the reflexes and improved senses~

No, I'm just still...horribly unfamiliar with Michael's canon

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Many of the villagers seem to have found themselves better off, in that respect.

...Michael?

he's turned into something from Star Ocean, actually~

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

Yeah-

[He grins.]

Good to see you again... middle of an experiment or not~

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Likewise. I was beginning to wonder if you'd gone home.

[Giles lays himself down on the ground, resting his chin on his paws.]

We do seem to have that sort of luck, don't we?

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Michael will pick out a nice, comfortable fallen log nearby to sit on, looking far more relaxed than usual. One of the many benefits of having heightened senses]

I actually did get sent back, for a while. Then the Malnosso changed their minds and brought me back with the most recent batch of New Feathers.

[airborne-giles.livejournal.com]

Really? We must have just missed one another, then - they did the exact same thing with me back in December before bringing me back this Cycle.

[wise_maiden]

[Likely sometime before his jaunt to the clothing store, after spending an oddly frustrated day trying to figure out what to do in her situation, Raine is in the forest near the stream, having an almost stare off with the "cloak" that is laying in a small folded bundle on the bank. An "almost" one because she's finally come to the realization that she really can't be off without it, and this experiment only does last a week. Might as well just accept the circumstances, no matter how frustrating.]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Michael was making his way along the bank, following a fish as it swam slowly downstream to the lake, when he saw Raine and... something else sitting on the bank by her. He couldn't quite make out the shape for the grass surrounding it, but he was certain it smelled...

Interesting. Slowly and carefully, he closed the distance between himself and the bundle in something halfway between a cat's stalk and a soldier's belly crawl. And after a few silent, still moments to judge the distance, he explodes from the grass behind Raine, landing in a roll on top of the bundle.]

[wise_maiden]

[That interruption from her thoughts was not what she expected, and she lifts her head up in something akin to alarm once she realizes just what he's landed on top of. Mixed and confused emotions regarding it was one thing, but the idea of someone else getting a hold of it--]

-- What are you doing?

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Try to keep up, Raine. He's rolling down alongside the stream, still fighting with your cloak.]

I have no idea-

[And it looks like the cloak might be winning...]

-but I've got it!

[wise_maiden]

[Oh she's following quickly after him all right, looking alarmed.] That's -- that's not just something you can play with.

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[It'll take another few seconds, but the familiar voice will eventually start to register in Michael's mind, and that starts a snowball effect of realization. With one last acrobatic tumble, Michael is back on his feet, looking like the cloak just magically appeared in his hands.]

-Ah. Raine! Sorry about that. It seems I didn't get off as lucky as you for this experiment~

[wise_maiden]

It's fine. I've noticed that it's been difficult for those changed to overcome their new instincts. [After all, she has her own. Her expression resumes it's usual calm look, but she will reach a hand out for the cloak after a moment.] May I?

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Not just yet, unfortunately. Feline curiosity and all that~]

Where did you get this, anyway? Doesn't seem quite your style, professor~

[He gives her a quick once over.]

doesn't quite seem to fit the rest of your outfit either.

[wise_maiden]

Hm? ... I just thought I'd try something new, that's all. [It doesn't really feel like an ordinary cloak, though. And that coloring is quite close to her shade of hair. Which also looks a bit... different. Longer.]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[He detects something amiss, dear teacher.] Well, I guess it's a good color for you... but still not quite right, especially for this time of year. I'm not quite an expert on fashion, but I'd be glad to help you pick out something better in town~

[wise_maiden]

The offer is appreciated, but I'm in no rush to change. [She just wants her cloak back. Which doesn't seem to be happening.]

sob let me know if you'd rather not do this =|b

[hatesghosts.livejournal.com]

[ You know what absolutely doesn't help a kitty stuck on top of a roof?

A kitty stuck on top of a roof with a statue of an angel.

... She thought she'd picked the best hiding place, too! ]

Did want to, so much. but teeests and homework and homagawd free finally.

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least Michael doesn't seem to be paying much attention to the statue for now. He's more preoccupied with the people that can move, like all the others milling around in the plaza.]

\o/ Fight the good fight! Win education!

[hatesghosts.livejournal.com]

[ Which is good for Liz, if alternately bad for Michael. A pigeon every so often takes it on task to stare her down, but the most recent one just blinked.

Grating stone is about the only announcement that one stone statue of an angel has displaced itself from the back of the roof to about midway along its side. For all intents and purposes, Liz seems to be peering off into the distance, one hand help up immobilized at her forehead, shading eyes that aren't open to see a thing.

IT IS SUPER EXCITING! ]

LEARNING ME A BOOK~

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[Holy- what was that noise wasn't that stature over there a minute ago... and doesn't it look familiar?

After examining Liz from a distance, Michael will begin to circle her slowly, coming a little bit closer each time until he finally reaches out-

-and touches her raised arm.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

[Is that a hapless squirrel trying to reach the doorknob on the grocery store? Why yes, yes it is. A rather tasty looking squirrel, too...]

[Action]

[sapphire-sniper.livejournal.com]

[There's a set of cat ears aimed straight at Emil like twin radar dishes. He might recognize who they're attached to- and if he's got any squirrely instincts, he might want to look behind him.]

[Action]

[knightofratatosk]

[Sadly, squirrely instincts are still somewhat lacking at the moment, and he doesn't even notice the rather familiar feline-esque form creeping up on him. He's too busy trying to get that door open.]