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(Setting) Nicole's apartment
| >A small knock is heard on the door, accompanied by a voice
"Huh, hello, anyone? I-I saw the notice and huh I decided to come"
>A young girl is heard
| "Wow its early!"
>Nicole sits up and runs over to the door opening it.
"Hiii! I'm assuming you're from /u/ right?!?"
>She overly cheery as she greets the new person. She has long brown hair, a cute button nose, freckles and a... rather big bust.
"Come on in! This is my cousin Graham!"
>She points over to the rather tired looking man sitting at the table... He has brown messy bed head hair up to his neck, glasses, and a rather strong build... He has sags underneath his eyes.
| >The young girl nods along, she wears a large red coat with several straps and has long flowing white hair coupled with red eyes
"Huh, yeah, Hi, i'm Eleanore..."
>The girl sees Graham, and seems surprised, a smile dawning on her face
"Hi! Its been a while, thats is... if you remember me of course. "
| "Yeah, yeah..."
>He waves..
"Hey! So I dunno what you can do for now until everyone else comes... I can pour some beers and we can chat until it gets started!"
>She smiles happily and walks off to grab booze.
"So what made you come here?"
>Graham tilts his head while playing with the cigar.
| >Eleanore takes off her coat, revealing a cutesy techno maid outfit, why she's wearing it? Unknown
"I was bored, I guess, I didnt have anything to do and I saw the message on the forum so I decided to show up... I hope i'm not a bother"
>She smiles a bit
"I didn't expect to meet you here though"
| >>164964
"Kinda have too... She my only relative in GC and all the others are out there..."
>He shrugs as Nicole comes back with beer.
"Here we are! Oh! Cute dress!"
>She says giggling and blushing.
| >Eleanore blushes a lot, mumbling a small thank you before grabbing the hem of her dress while smiling a bit.
"Th-This was given to me, its cute isnt it? Hehehe"
| >>164998
>Graham rolls his eyes...
"Shes flirting with you..."
>Nicole blushes.
"O-Oh! S-S-Shut up!"
>She stammers while looking away.
| >Eleanore scratches her cheek and blushes
"I dont mind, I appreciate the compliments"
>She points to a beer
"Do you mind?"
| >>165047
"N-not at all"
>She looks away and walks off.
"I-I'll get some cake..."
>She walks off covering her face.
"You like her?"
>Graham smirks while taking a beer and cracking it open.
| >Eleanore looks at graham with a wry smile on her face
"Well, huh, she certainly is cute, and that bus- I mean huh, I don't really know, hehehe"
>She drinks a sip of beer, laughing a bit nervously
| >More knocks on the door is heard, if one were to get it, they would find a girl carrying a tray of cupcakes (as well as a a cat sitting on her head)
| >>165062
>Graham chuckles...
"Yeah she's pretty proud of her chest...
>He says getting up to open the door.
"He-...Why is there a cat on your head?"
>he cocks his head with his mouth open and eyes wide.
| >Jenetta pouts
"Well obviously i can't carry him if i'm carrying cupcakes!"
>The Cat seemingly gives Graham a dirty look,
"Now can i come in or what?"
| "Umm yeah sure I guess..."
>He moves himself out of the way.
"Uhh... Why did you bring your cat?"
| >>165103
"What are cats now allowed? I just really like pets ok!"
>She huffs and walks past him, setting down the cupcakes on some table, when suddenly the cat leaps down from her head and into her arms
"There there~..."
| >Nicole comes running in.
Oh goody! More people! and you brought cupcakes and... Your cat?"
>She looks confused.
| >Eleanore chuckles at the sight of the cat and sips a bit more of beer
"What a cute kitty, whats his name?"
| >>165120
>She continues to pout
"What's so weird about bringing my cat? I promise he won't do anything bad..."
>when she hears Eleanore's word she brightens
"Why thank you! His name's Scratchy! Ah, don't worry, he only scratches me though!"
>almost on cue, the cat playfully swipes at her neck
| >Eleanore smiles a bit nervously
"What a cute name"
>She stands up in all her maid clad glory, and walks over to the girl pointing at the cat.
"Can I pet him?"
| >There is yet another knock on the door, and behind the door stands a bandaged up man, holding his head.
| >Eleanore pats the cat, smiling gently before letting him go
"Thanks! He's very soft"
>She giggles a little bit
| >AM looks at Nicole, then at Graham, and spots Eleanore. He returns his gaze to Nicole.
"I... I think I'm at the wrong place... sorry..."
| >Eleanore sees AM and runs towards the door
"Mi- I mean, Mano, hi! What brings you here"
>her smile is in full bloom, but her eyes seem a little weird
| >>165173
>AM looks at Eleanore's outfit, and back at Nicole.
"I guess you guys are having a 'party' of sorts?"
| "Yes! Its my birthday !"
>Sh smiles happily.
| >>165183
"Oh. Yeah, I must have g-gotten the wrong address, I need to get a friend's place, He must have given me the wrong code the idiot."
>He pulls out a wax sealed bottle of whiskey.
"Take this. It's for your birthday, I guess. I should be going I guess..."
| >Eleanore looks a bit sad
"Y-You're not staying? Thats a shame... "
>She seems on the verge of tears
| >>165190
"I- Um- Uh- Talk to my friend, tell him ill be late!"
>AM keeps fumbling his lie, completely uncomfortable with seeing someone cry, stepping away from the door, and making a pretend phone call.
"Hey it's me."
"Yeha moron, you got me the wrong address!"
"Look, I'm a bit far out then, I'll find another time to me up with you, yeah?"
"Alright. See you then."
>He come back to the door
"I guess I can stay for a few minutes..."
| "Yay!"
>Nicole jumps... She really is like a child huh?
"Oh great..."
>Graham sighs.
| >The smile comes back on Eleanore's face in an instant
"Yay! Thanks!"
>She takes your hands amd brings you inside
| >>165203
>AM gets a fast chance to say a few words to Graham, before being dragged further.
"I don't want her to cry, otherwise I'd be out of your sight."
>He turns back to where Eleanore is taking him.
"Who's cat is that?"
| > Another arrival, a young woman with short black hair knocks on the door, having tried her best to find something 'casually formal' to wear. She holds a small colorful box in her hands.
| "Soo... You guys?"
>He looks at both of them giving a smirk... Nicoles eyes widen and she starts biting her nail.
| >>165217
"I-Ill get it..."
>Nicole walks over and opens the door!
"Hi! Welcome! Its just getting started!"
| >Eleanore points to the cupcake girl, not knowing her name
"She brought the cat, and the cupcakes, name's scratchy apparently, he's really soft"
| >>165218
>AM grabs Graham.
"Graham. What. Did. She. Mean."
>>165221
>AM avoids the cat, but tries to be nice covering his mouth.
"Ah. AH. AHCHO! Sorry I got a bit of a reaction to cats..."
| "Ah sorry, that's my cat, and the names Jenetta!"
>She beckons the cat towards her, and it pounces on her face as she muffledly says
"yep reak soft!"
| >She pulls the cat off her face for a bit and looks mildly concerned
"Wait, you're allergic to cats? Oh well, i'll take him out if you want"
| "No, No, 'tis fine."
>AM grabs a pill bottle out of his jacket, popping a few. Probably more than he should...
"Should be better soon. Jenetta was it?"
| >>165232
"T-Thank you!"
>She smiles while blushing.
>>165225
"What are you talking about?"
>Graham looks at AM with a stare.
| >Eleanore looks at AM's arm
"So, did the arm cause you any trouble? I hope I managed to do it right."
>She gives a little laugh while scratching the back of her head
| "It functions perfectly! It does make me stand out more, but that was the point."
>AM flexes it, moving the joints and fingers, letting the engravings shine.
| > Inko decides to wallflower a bit, watching the few people and glancing around.
| >Jenetta shuffles about the room a but, talking to her cat (cause that's not weird) Eventually she accidentally bumps into Inko
"Oh sorry miss uh... so what's in that box?"
>Scratchy paws at the box a little, but is quickly restrained
| "Hehehe, i'm glad thats the case"
>Eleanore seems relieved, and drinks a bit more
| > Inko takes the bump and giggles lightly.
"Oh, uhm... A present to Nicole. It's a star catcher."
> She smiles, like 'Star catcher is a term known everywhere.'
| >>165403
"Wow a starcatcher?! I always wanted one!"
>She looks amazed, but then blushes a bit as she asks
"...what's a starcatcher?"
| >Graham looks around at all the people.
"This isn't gonna be good..."
>He puts his head down on the table as Nicole walks up and pats his back*
| >>165767
> Inko laughs softly.
"Oh, well.. It's like a dream catcher.. But instead, when the stars are out, and you're asleep, it'll catch wishes from roaming stars. Depending on what you get, you're luck will change the next day."
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| "Oh my... Well I think this is enough people to help get this part started... What should we do first?"
>Nicole looks around at the visitors.
| >AM stares a thousand miles stare at Nicole.
"I took the wrong pills. I think I should go."
>AM desperately tries to escape whatever is next, his eyes red.
| >Scratches wriggles his way out of Jenetta's grip and rubs up against Inko's leg.
"You traitor..."
| >AM gets up, zombie like, and walks himself to the door.
"Enjoy the whiskey."
>He leaves.
| > Inko giggles, watching Scratches before looking back to Janetta.
"So what's the normal activities of this birthday party?"
| >>166565
>Jenetta shrugs
"Why are you asking me? I'ts not like it's my birthday, i just brought cupcakes"
| > Some kind of heavy steps noise is heared outside the front door. Then a slight pause and then a knkocking. Knock. Knock-knock knock. Knock, knock.
| >Eleanore perks up, looking at the door, still a bit dejected.
"Huh, someone's knocking"
| > At the door stood a man of normal height and built, dressed in a brown leather jacket and short white hair. Near him on the ground was a hard carton box full of bottles. Probably Nicole and Jenetta would recoginze Airton.
"Hi. I think the owner of the pet shop is celebrating her birthday today, right?"
| >>166760
"Yes..."
>He moves in to make way for the man.
"Oh goodie! Nice to see you again!"
>Nicole happily states.
| >Jenetta picks up scratches, and expectedly, gets scratched. She turns
"Hi Airton! How's Pokerface doing? Scratches here is being a *little* more bratty then usual."
| > Airton picked up the box from the ground. It had some 20 bottles or so in it. As he made his way inside he put it near a wall and then straightened up.
"Well happy birthday then. Brought a small present for the occasion. Beers. Only 8 bottles are real brewed beer though. The rest are the usual karmotrine mixes you find around."
> He smiled a bit.
"Pokerface is doing really good actually. Scratchy there though seems to enjoy being a brat though."
| >Jentta sighs, petting scratches
"Yeah... i was going to bring flappy here but... A falcon is a little bit much for a birthday"
| "Much? Why is that?"
> Airton spoke while searching among the bottles, which were actually plastic ones and different colours, each usually used for water or other food. He was picking certain ones which he placed apart from the others.
| >Jenetta gives airton a confused look
"Do you want a hunting falcon showing up to *your* birthday party?"
| "Wh.. you mean you'd bring in on your shoulder like that, and uncaged?"
>The idea had caught him by surprise.
| >Eleanore's face is red, seemingly overwhelmed by the new arrivals.
"Huh, hi"
>She says, really quietly
| "Yes, Scratchy is a wiser choice, yep."
> Airton nods with a chuckle in agreement. He finally got the bottles he was looking for and offers to Jenetta, Graham and Nicole. Also looking at Eleanore, eyeing her outfit for a second, he also offered one to her.
>"I brewed this last week. Tell me what you think of it."
> Cheerfully he opened his bottle and waited for the others before drinking.
| >Jenetta, in her infinite innocence, doesn't question what airton is offering her and takes a big gulp.
| >Eleanore smiles and grabs the bottle, drinking a bit slowly, before smiling
"This is very good, thank you"
| >The beer is actually very good. Light coloured it is very clear and transparent, not bitter and had a smell that would seem slightly odd. the smell of real brewed beer.
>Airton took a gulp as well, noticing though that Jenetta went quite fast with it. He laughed cheerfully, probably mistaking her innocence for liking the beer a lot and drinking so fast because she enjoied the taste.
"It is good isn't it?"
> He nods to Eleanore as well.
"You're welcome. It is all ours."
| >The young girl in the maid outfit seems almost nostalgic
"This reminds me of something I drinked before, although it was way more bitter, my father had brought it back from germany"
>She gives a beaming smile
"I think I like this one better, Its delicious"
| > Jenetta finds herself getting a little dizzy,
"W-wait, is this beer? Oops..."
>She stumbles around a bit, her face already redding
"Sorry, i'm a real lightweight"
| "To what I know Germany has a tradition on brewing beer. But I don't know how true is that nowadays."
>He would occasionally steal a fast glance at the outfit Eleanore was wearing but tried to do that unnoticed so not to seem rude towards someone he had just met.
"Yes.. oh... You didn't know?"
> Airton looked at Jenetta as she stumbled a bit.
"You go a bit slower with it then Jenetta. It is not as strong as synthetic beer but it gets assimilated faster even if it has less alcohol"
| >Eleanore seems to notice the glances, blushing a bit more, before grabbing the hem of her dress.
"I-I huh, is it cute?"
| >Jenetta stumbles a bit, and takes a seat
"Sh... i normally only drink juice..."
>she turns to eleanore and nods
"Yep! super cute!"
| >Airton looked at Eleanore this time showing appreciation and nodded with a smile.
"It actually is. You in it bringing it alive as well seem like someone who has traveled here from somewhere back in time."
>Turning to Jenetta he added cheerfully:
"And her blushing fits the picture even more, right? ... uh, you ok there juice drinker? Hold on I get some water."
>He got up and went to the kitchen searching for water and a glass.
| >The girl seems a bit more embarassed, she starts fiddling with her long white hair and turns red.
"Th-Thanks, it was given to me"
>She wraps her arms against her body, revealing a very tight shillouette, she smiles a little
"Its also soooo comfy!"
| > Airton returned with a big glass filled a little more than half with water and gave it to Jenetta. As she sat Scratchy also jumped on her lap as well, as if seeking attention.
"That person must be fond of classic things I believe."
> Only then he became aware that he was feeling warm and took off his leather jacket, hanging it somewhere in the corridor.
| "Mmm. comfy is good.. Thanks Airton"
>Jenetta takes a sip of water as she pets scratchy some more
| >Eleanore bends her knees and starts petting scratchy, her long white hair pooling on the floor.
"What a good cat, he's so cute and confortable"
>She continues petting the cat, a smile beaming on her face
| >Scratchy purrs, content with all the attention he's getting,
"Don't spoil him too much, but yeah being warm and soft certainly makes up for being such a brat."
| > Airton had another gulp from his drink as he was also feeling the effects of it. Relaxed he let go a sigh of satisfaction. That letting himself go though made him felt a soft dizziness, the alcohol was not the cause but the catalyst. His eyes probably had started to morph. 'Oh man!' With this thought he put his beer down and headed to the bathroom.
"Uh... excuse me."
| >Eleanore looks distraught for a moment, before turning to Jenetta, with worry in her eyes
"Is he okay? he didnt appear to be a light weight..."
| "Hm? i don't really know him *that* well, but i don't think he's a lightweight"
>She lifts up Scratchy
"There's something weird about him, but i can't put my finger on it..."
| > Airton locked the toilet door and stood in front of the mirror. Indeed his eyes had turned from human now to resemble the eyes of a cat. The beer had eased him enough to start his shift where it usually did, at the eyes.
'No nonono. Concentrate, concentrate'.
>He tried to reverse it but only managed halfway. Would they freak out if they saw? And the cat there would surely notice.
'Idiot'
> He felt stupid. Letting watter from the tap he rinsed his face.
| >>166959
>A small knock is heard on the bathroom door as Eleanore speaks
"Huh, Are you okay mister?"
| "Ye.. Yes I am all right. A bit of trouble with my stomach that is all, don't worry".
> He rinsed his face again and pulling his sleeve up he then bit hard on his forearm. Ruining the party was not an option. The pain would sober him up enough to bring his senses fast on track again.
The effort made him reverse the shifting but now his head felt light from the enzymes flowing in his blood. Pulling his sleeve back down he finally opened the door.
"I am ok."
>But he did look weird.
| (missed some colour in that text)
| >Eleanore looks at him, her eyes narrowing for a second, clear doubt in them, before shaking her head
"O-okay, but huh, are you sure?"
| > Airton looked at Eleanore as well as she stood there. He saw coloures with amplified intensity now and eyeing her dressed in her outfit he blinked. He did not look dangerous, just odd and weird. For a few seconds he eyed her in silence, seemingly lost in the vista of her. Filling his lungs with air he then breathed out and taking her gently by the arm he headed back to the room.
"No I am not."
| >Jenetta gets up, having sobered up a little
"...I won't ask what was that about... but...want a feelgood cupcake??"
| "Cupcakes? Of course. Let us have a taste of the feelgood cupcakes."
> He looked at the cat, which in turn was probably looking at him as well as if frozen and measuring Airton's every move. There was something in how he moved. Fluid moves as if all were part of a single long motion.
| >Eleanore looks a bit concerned but shakes her head
"I hope it goes well for you, whatever it is that troubles you"
>She whispers to him, before going back to sitting on the couch
| > Airton looked at both girls in silence. Their concern and worry made him feel like a cheater of some sort. His senses growing sharper and sharper with every passing moment he saw vivid colours, heared the weakest sounds, smelled faintest odours.
"I... you girls are something all right."
> He smiled to Eleanore and blinked his eyes in slow motion. Jeanetta, familiar as she was with all sorts of animals, could well recognize it to how cats expressed friendship and affection.
| >The girl looks back, a smile on her face
"Don't mind it"
| > Airton smiled back. Looking at his beerbottle he seemed reluctant to drink, feeling split between having enjoying these relaxing moments and the side effect of this dizziness that came with them.
| >Graham eyes the man suspiciously while taking a sip of the beer... It was good to be fair, it did taste like German beer he had back when he actually went there but he decided to keep his mout shut about it... Nicole was sitting with him smiling but lookinga bit distraught.
| > Airton was aware of the attention he was getting. In his strage state of mind and body, he percepted his surroundings to great detail. But just as someone who feels dizzy makes an effort to walk without the stumbles here and there, so was he making the same effort to hold complete control of the situation.
"So, what do you guys think of it?"
> Smiling he turned to Graham and Nicole, feeling their gaze upon himself.
| "Its fine
| "Its fine...."
>Graham mutters as Nicole says nothing.
"It tastes similar to a beer I one had..."
| "Yes? Do you know what was it brewed from? This one is part barley and part grain."
> Airton took his bottle and took another gulp. Rather a sip than a gulp.
| "No idea..."
>He says sitting back and chewing his cigarette like a toothpick.
| >Taking a small sip of the beer, a Thought crosses Jenetta's mind
"Where'd you even *get* the non synth stuff?"
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| "Well why, I brewed it myself. If only I had more than a handful of barley though."
> Airton shrugged faintly as if reinforcing the fact.
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| >Its the big day! Nicole is hanging streamers and doing small decorating while Graham sits by the table with his feet on it. Hes chewing his cigarette watching her do all these things.
"Y'know you should just take a brake... This place is gonna be trashed by the end of it so you'd be doing this all for nothing."
>He chuckles while Nicole huffs and sits down.
"Don't joke like that!"
>She says as Graham hands her a cigarette, she takes it and lights it while looking out the window.