The Shinigami and the Cat [CLOSED]

[fakegod]

Who: Aizen Sosuke (fakegod) // Sebastian Michaelis (xthecorvus).
Where: Aizen's house @ Ordo neighborhood.
When: Saturday night.
Style: [ACTION]
Status: [CLOSED]
Warning: none (yet).

[Aizen usually just listens. To the people around him, to the continuous flow of voices on the SFC. He listens and dispatches the discovered informations. The way Vatheon works, his most or less interesting residents... There is always something to catch is attention.

This week, for example. Witnessing such a curse is quite a distraction and a relief to not be affected by it. Aizen does not wish to think of the consequences if someone else had been in his body, discovering his powers. Also, he was not sure that this unfortunate person would have been able to survive the whole experience.

The Shinigami smirks at the thought and then switches the SFC off, something poking at his mind. There is a very familiar presence not far from him, from his house. A certain young man that he met a month ago.

Sebastian, don't be shy. The kitchen's window is open. Come in and say hi.]

Comments

[contractuall]

[ What he doesn't know is that Sebastian was already there. He's been taking advantage of the fact he's in the body of a nekomata, wandering here and thereabouts the city. Naturally, he's decided to drop down right on the windowsill. Call it curiosity. Maybe it comes with the body's instincts.

Twin tails a waving, he sits himself by the windowsill, head tilted ever so slightly. ]

Were you expecting company, Mister Aizen?

[fakegod]

[Aizen turns toward the voice and his eyes widens slightly at the sight. However, his surprised expression soon shifts into a smile. A talking cat... It has been a long time since he last saw one.

He walks towards the little creature and leans against the windowsill.]

Ah, Mister Michaelis... It seems that you couldn't escape this most curious curse.

[contractuall]

[ He's nothing like Yoruichi. Really. But he quietly licks his paws and starts to clean his ears. He's coming to like doing that. It feels kind of relaxing. ]

None can, really. I've seen far worse than this... however, it seems you've managed to retain your body. Perhaps some are spared during these curse weeks.

[fakegod]

[Of course, but she is the only reference he has so please, forgive him. He watches as the cat grooms himself, still smiling.]

Yes, you are right. And to tell the truth, I am quite glad to not have been affected.

[contractuall]

[ And hitting that sweet spot before a part of him nags that he's being quite rude and stops. ]

Quite fortunate indeed... however, what separates those who are affected from those who aren't remains a complete mystery.

A random happenstance, perhaps?

[fakegod]

[Done already ? Would you like some milk now ?]

Maybe ? However, I think that it would be interesting to see what are the abilities of those who are chosen to be victims of the curses and those who are not.

[contractuall]

[ Somehow, he has the strangest craving for catnip sake. ]

I for one do not believe we choose to be cursed. Rather, it seems to be a random selection as far as I've seen. However...

[ And tilting his head. ]

This is the second curse in which I've found myself affected and yet you remain seemingly free of any of the coral's influence.

[fakegod]

[Unfortunately, Aizen does not have some around.

Random or not, it remains to be seen.]

Ah, this... For my part, I am quite glad to have been spared, especially this time. I don't think that it would have been a good thing for someone to end up in my body.

[contractuall]

[ Oh well. He's still finding that all-to-different, the fact that food tastes so different now. Flavors are sharper, clearer. It's surprising.

There's a moment as his tails twitch in thought. ]

As it was an equally unfortunate happenstance that someone ended up in mine. However, it so happens that I know the owner of this body in question. A fine young cait sith who had arrived but a mere few days ago.

[fakegod]

[He better take advantage of it as it won't last.

Aizen moves to the stove. It is time to make some tea.]

I see... You do not seem very worried about having someone else in your body... It is surprising from a creature like you.

[contractuall]

[ He knows... thus why he won't get too used to it. Plopping down on his stomach now, watching Aizen with his paws crossed. ]

And what manner of creature have you surmised I am...?

[ Another flick of his tails. ]

I find myself not worrying in the least. Kuro seems to be a rather capable cait sith. What harm could he do?

[fakegod]

Would you like something to drink or eat ? [The water is soon boiling and Aizen turns towards Sebaro. Would the cat be offended if he scratched his ears ?]

Well... You certainly aren't human or even a Shinigami. Doubtelessly supernatural and powerful but I can't precisely tell what you are. However... There was a dark aura around you, that night.

[Mm... What will it be tonight ? Silver Needle or genmaicha ?]

Oh, I don't know. Using your particular abilities maybe ?

[contractuall]

It would be rude of me to deny any offer. But please. No trouble on your part.

[ He wouldn't be offended. Ear scratches are great things. ]

How very astute of you, Mister Aizen. In the light of that information, I can tell you that you certainly aren't wide of the mark. I am neither however, by my master's order I am not allowed to disclose further.

[ Tilting his head, one ear flicking. ]

The coral had nullified some of my abilities. Certainly nothing that could put the city to harm.

[ Call it inherent trust BECAUSE CAT. ]

[fakegod]

Mm... I am afraid that I have no milk left, would you mind water ? I have tofu too. [There will be some ears scratching then.]

Thank you, Mr. Michaelis. [Oh please, keep flattering his already huge ego.] A master ? Isn't it shameful that a creature like you must be dependent of one ?

[Oh yes, the Coral.]

This is very fortunate.

[contractuall]

As I've said. No trouble on your part. I'm quite alright.

[ Yes, good. Ear scratching is always good. ]

My master and I depend on each other. You can perhaps akin it to a mutual dependence. There are certain things, certain tasks he needs me for and I in turn require one thing from him.

And if I may ask... just how long have you been here, Mister Aizen?

[fakegod]

[Don't worry and have a bowl of water with a little rub on your back.]

Yes, I think that I understand what you mean. You are like his servant, aren't you ? Such a sad situation for a creature like you.

[He smiles at the question, taking a sip of his tea.] One month or so. And yourself ?

[contractuall]

[ The water he can tend to later. The backrub is kind of nice though. ]

Not quite as sad a situation as one might imagine.

[ After all, the payoff will be so worth the aggravation. ]

I'd arrived December of last year. This would mark my tenth month, if I recall this correctly.

[fakegod]

[Will you purr for him, Sebaro ?]

Really ? Your master must pay you a good price then, for you to accept to serve an inferior being.

[He would never let such a thing happen to him.]

And ? Are you one of those who enjoy their life here ?