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Post by Zea Winters on Feb 26, 2008 8:05:10 GMT -5
Zea wakes up, slips silently out of bed, leaving a sleeping Aesir curled up, snoring quietly, with Bandersnatch curled up on his chest.
She slips on a robe, makes herself a cup of tea, and leaves her bedroom to sit on her chaise and read.
Well, the cat likes him...
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 3, 2008 8:13:09 GMT -5
Aesir remained sprawled on the bed, languishing in the sheets and still smiling after the night with Zea.
Never thought we'd-
I know.
I just thought we'd meet up every now and again and just-
Uh huh.
And I never thought that magic could be used ter-
Oh man.
You think that she-
She totally did.
Yup. Wow, she's even purring.
She really did like it.
Aesir stopped mid shift.
Purring?
Oh, must be the cat.
Oh great. Here kitty, kitty, kitty...
Off of Aesir so he can sleep...
Aesir opened his eyes, squinting in the morning light and reached to move the feline on top of him. A disgruntled and warped meow came from the cat that immediately made Aesir's eyes snap open in alarm.
I'm never sleeping again.
With a first glance at Bandersnatch, Aesir let out a loud cry of surprise as he bolted right out of bed. The cat bounded off of him as he snatched at the covers to wrap around himself.
"Bad kitty! Bad, bad kitty...thing!Zea!?" he shouted as he clabered his way up on one of the chairs in the corner of the room.
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Post by Zea Winters on Mar 3, 2008 18:39:14 GMT -5
Bandersnatch curled up on the arm of the chair and glowered at Aesir, apparently annoyed that his nice, warm, breathing bed had moved out from under him so quickly. Zea, upon hearing Aesir call her, returned to the bedroom, standing on the threshold with a cup of tea. Which she snorted up her nose upon seeing Aesir, wrapped in her bedsheet like a toga, flailing at her from on top of the back of her overstuffed armchair. "Well, I see you've met Bandersnatch," she coughed.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 4, 2008 7:59:02 GMT -5
Aesir remained propped up on the chair, standing on one leg while the other was pulled back and away from the malignant glare of the feline. He gave Zea an astounded look.
"Bander...I thought you said you had a cat! That thing....it isn't....I mean, look at it! It's just...Is that what an Inferi would look like?"
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Post by Zea Winters on Mar 4, 2008 13:33:30 GMT -5
"He's a Sphynx. Which means he's pretty much bald. But he still qualifies as a cat, even if he is a bit of an uggo..."
The cat, still perched on the armrest, stopped glaring, and somehow managed to muster up the ability to look cute by flopping sideways into the seat.
"Mrrrrr?"
"See, he likes you. Now come down from there and get some pants on. He won't eat your brain, I promise."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 4, 2008 14:34:40 GMT -5
Aesir kpet looking at the cat, flopping around with an expression as though he he was witnessing a horrifying car crash and couldn't look away.
"Uh huh. Well, it ain't me brain I'm worryin' for. And fer once, I think I might have a riddle for this Sphinx it couldn't solve; why the hell are ye so hideous?"
He began to take a tentative step down, but the cat look back his way and he immediately drew his leg back.
"I think I'm comfortable up here. 'Sides, thought ye said I looked better like this." he said, grinning insufferably and planting his hands on his hips. The blanket began to slip and his smile immediately vanished as he snatched it back and tried to secure it.
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Post by Zea Winters on Mar 4, 2008 15:03:27 GMT -5
"Aww, don't tell me you're afraid of a poor little kitty cat," Zea teased, picking up Bandersnatch and placing him back on the bed, where he yawned, curled up, and closed his eyes, purring.
"I'm afraid I wouldn't consider the bedsheet-toga "haute couture". I suppose it's passable, if you like the "might bare your arse at any moment" kind of look," she smirked at him.
"Here, let me... help," she said, and tried to snatch the sheet away.
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 4, 2008 16:26:44 GMT -5
Aesir began to laugh, smiling broadly.
"Don't you dare!" he began as he struggled a short while on the chair, batting her hands away. Finally, his hand darted out and tugged at the robe's belt. "Take that!"
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Post by Zea Winters on Mar 4, 2008 16:52:52 GMT -5
Zea, laughing hysterically as Aesir tugged somewhat hopelessly at her belt (as it was knotted rather tightly), pounced on him, dragging him down from the chair, landing in a heap on the floor with a squeal.
"Take that, and that'll teach you to scuffle with an archaeologist!"
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 5, 2008 13:59:09 GMT -5
Aesir collapsed with her, laughing hysterically and taking it in with good humour. He nudged Zea's nose with his gave her a quick, full kiss before wrapping his arms around her.
"I guess I never really stood a chance. Another one of me flights of fancy I guess." he added wryly, sneaking trying to work at the knotted belt surreptitiously.
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Post by Zea Winters on Mar 5, 2008 14:09:32 GMT -5
She glanced down, and batted his hands away.
"Not gonna happen, mister," she said, and dragged herself up. "Leastwise, not until you brush your teeth. And perhaps shower," she smirked at him. "I took the liberty of raiding the kitchens for some breakfast."
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Post by Aesir MacLeod on Mar 5, 2008 14:17:27 GMT -5
"Not gonna happen, mister,"
Aesir looked to Zea with puppy dog eyes, pouting exaggeratedly.
Awwwwwwwwwwwwww, why noooooooot?
After the mention of food, he grinned, nodding. "Alright, I'll go brush my teeth, we'll take a shower then grab a bite ter eat. Sounds like fun."
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