040 x 040 // video/action // halloween sunset

[dignity_misery]

[ She had not put the ears on intending to wear them for long. It had been the most idle of indulgences before she had intended on tossing the silly things aside and going about her evening. Apparently, she should have taken the warnings about Halloween night a bit more seriously. It's her first year of it, you'll have to forgive her.

So now, as one might notice, there is a very irritated black cat staring into the camera, yellow eyes narrowed and tail thumping vigorously. She stares a moment longer before she gets up delicately, lip curling at the video with a hiss before she makes her way over to an open window, jumping up onto the sill and then heading out.

She knows exactly who to blame for this, but she's not above directing her wrath at any other passersby. ]


[[ooc; Pretend I'm posting this at the appropriate time. Replies will come from hissingfit. Please allow me to be a pissy black cat at you. Yes/yes? She will be at Hatter's party, once she turns back.]]

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what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

Wasn't long ago you were telling me you wanted me to come.

[Without telling him what Hatter's parties entailed of course. He knows a little more now thanks to her plans for Neil.]

I'd have said yes, if you'd asked me.

[Which is not to pretend he'd have wanted to - though taken there without explanation, he wouldn't have run for the door.]

What changed?

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[Her eyes narrow. As if she can answer that right now.

Though the real question is if she would, or if she would look away and give him a flip reply. I didn't think you would be that much fun.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

I know.

[That she can't answer.]

At least I'm giving you a reason to glare at me. [He sits for minute, arms dropped loosely across his lap, thinking.] You've changed your mind about what you want me to associate you with.

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[What she wants is for him to shut up.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

I'm trying to work out how close I am by how mad you look. It's trickier with cats, they always look pissed.

[But not a whole world away, maybe. He's still not sure.]

But you were still going, and you made a point of telling me about it, which defeats that objective.

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[Hhh. Swish swish swish. She's forgotten about the tuna, staring at him.

They'd been talking about Halloween, there was nothing intended out of mentioning her plans.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[He leans forward just a little.]

You don't think you've left it late to start making a good impression?

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[And she sneezes at him in rejection. What good impression?]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[Wrinkling his nose, he checks his sleeve for cat-sneeze.]

Thanks.

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[You are welcome. She squints at him a moment longer before she turns her head back to the tuna.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[And he gives her the time to eat, drawing one knee up against his chest. Finally, though.]

Either you're happy with what you do, or your not. Either I'll like what makes you happy, or I won't. But changing the first to suit the second isn't going to do anything but make you [And he hesitates over the wording] feel like I'm locking you into something. And that's not going to make anyone happy.

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[That same sideways look, although this time she is less irritated and a bit more snide. Isn't that what she's been trying to say to him the entire time they've known each other?

She exhales out of her nose harshly before coming to climb into his lap.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

It's all I've wanted you to be. I was never sure you got that.

[He ruffles her fur, then settles in to stroke her, leaning back against the side of the couch.]

Though I'm not sure I object to this mute thing.

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[Claws kneading.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[It just makes him grin, Carla.]

what's new, pussycat?

[hissingfit]

[H8U.

She gives him a filthy look, but she doesn't get up, just lies there and sulks with her tail flicking irritably. Just you wait for midnight, douchebag.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[He'll do that, but it will find him half asleep and lying spread on the rug, lulled by the purr of the cat curled on his chest.]

what's new, pussycat?

[dignity_misery]

[While underweight, a full-sized woman lying on your chest is not going to be quite so comfortable, sir. This plan was not thought all the way through.

She props her chin up in her hands, her elbows burrowing down into his ribs.]

I'm not sure I object to this mute thing.

[Hmph.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

[There's a slow-waking grumble and an ouch from somewhere underneath her. He twists to take some of the pressure off his ribs, and blinks up at her placidly.]

Well you've spoiled it, now.

what's new, pussycat?

[dignity_misery]

[She shifts up to knock the ears off of her head into his face, before settling herself to one side. She doesn't particularly care that she has no clothes right now, although she is contemplating stealing one of his shirts before she walks down the hall to find her own.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

You know, this always pissed at me thing is starting to be your tell.

[He sits up enough to slide the ears into position across his own mussed blonde hair, then crosses his arms underneath his head again, tilted just slightly to watch her.]

what's new, pussycat?

[dignity_misery]

Isn't that what I said.

[Her voice is flat. Are you this bad tempered with everyone you like? Just the ones I hate.]

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

What?

[Sorry Carla, he's drowsy. And drowsily reaching to capture a wrist.]

Where are you going?

what's new, pussycat?

[dignity_misery]

[Siiigh.]

I have a party to go to.

what's new, pussycat?

[intheblanks]

Right now?

[Cats hiss, puppies whine.]