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Danger zone

[A cat-eared Liquid is walking through the halls, tail lashing. There is a half-empty bottle of bourbon in one hand and something else in the other.]

[He is shouting at no one.] Yes, I know he was an imbecile! We fought every time we were in the same room! We spent full days insulting and punching one another! He drove me mad!

[He takes a swig from the bottle, then leans against the wall.]

God, I miss him.

[He hangs his head as he laments]

We were just beginning to tolerate one another now and then. Why did the idiot have to disappear? There were times when he...I could almost say he...wasn't so bad.

[His face crumples into an expression of unbearable sadness.]

We never even finished watching his ridiculous film.

[The object he holds is a video of Top Gun.]

((Drunk, kitty-ified Liquid misses

xmas_is_here. Laugh, commiserate, steal his bourbon.))

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I am more than aware of the fact.

[Getting a good bit of rubbing with her knuckles along the base of dem ears.]

I want to get a cat, but I don't know if it'd be nice to my parrot.

rrrrrrrThat's nice.

[His purr is reverberating throughout his entire body. He has the urge to rub his head against her chest, but remembers that women generally frown on that without special permission.]

A parrot? [He smiles] Sounds delicious.

Of course~ I'm not inexperienced when it comes to petting cats.

[It wouldn't be like you were the first to try. :T You should still ask first anyway. Maybe while she cautiously tickles the base of your tail.]

See? If I can't trust you to be nice to him, how can I trust a real cat?

[!] Be careful with that, it's delicate.

[It feels odd, but not bad. His tail swishes.]

Have you ever tried eating parrot? It may be delicious. [He has something of his father in him after all.]

[Giggle.] I will, I will. Your tail seems to approve.

[She grasped it loosely, letting it slide along her hand. So very, very soft...]

Absolutely not! [That got you a flick to one of the human ears before she went back for a very vigerous, but not malicious scalp scratching.] I only eat chickens and turkey.

[His bones seem to melt.]

[he butts his head into her hand]

Hey! [cat ear flicks] Quit that. Ah...but keep doing that.

[Just like every cat and dog she's ever met. Absolute attention whore.]

[Not that she minded, it was a very good plus to living in Nexus.]

[Humming the opening theme to Sailor Moon (Japanese version, mind you) she kept with her scalp massage, reminded of her years in university, helping her mates wind down after a long stretch of coding.]

[He was that already.]

Mnh. Song. I know that one. [he turns in his lap to look up at her.] Hal hums under his breath when he's concentrating on something. Did you know that? That's when I know not to interrupt him, even for very good reasons like sex.

Is that so? [She gave him a playful scratch under his chin.] He's raised you well in the art of knowing your classic anime. [The other hand went right back to his ears.]

Would you mind getting up really quick? [She shifted her legs a bit.] I think I'm losing circulation in my legs.

[Liquid chuckles at the scratch] You really should be more cautious around mad terrorists, you know.

From one of those cartoons, is it? I should have known.

But I'm comfortable.

All right, all right. [He sits up, off her lap]

Terrorists who aren't doing much terrorizing?

Sailor Moon, to be exact.

[She rose slowly, getting the feeling back in her limbs before lying back down, legs elevated nicely on the couch.]

Still more scratches, if you want them~ [Her smile became a smirk as she held her arms out.]

We have established that I am terrifying. [He yawns, ears flattening back] Don't you remember?

Is that one with giant robots?

[shrugs and reclines] I may deign to permit you.

Did we? It must have slipped my mind.

Giant robots would most likely be Gundam.

[She welcomed him with long pets along his head.] Thank you very much, sir.

Have you ever tried telling him that all the robots look the same? He gets so angry.

Mm. There's some proper respect. Now get back to scratching. [Liquid is a pushy cat.]

They're not all the same. That's why he gets mad. A Gundam and an Eva are not the same kind of humanoid super-tank.

[In spite of his attitude, she kissed him on the head. And gave one ear a light nip. If Mr. Drunken-ness was going to invade her space, she'd invade his.]

Maybe there's a room that could turn you into a complete cat. You could hang out with me for a few days and be totally lazy.

[groan] Oh, god help us all, not you too.

[his eyes try to track her movements above his head. His ears flick at the nip.]

You. You, little girl. You are trying to take advantage of me.

I can do that already, and keep my opposable thumbs.

Oh yes. Hal's not the only one who's watched anime.

[Emma laughed at that.]

Hardly! I'm just thinking that if you're already half a kitty, why not go the Full Monty?

[Liquid stares at her]

[He works this through his mind.]

I'm not taking off my pants.

[Emma was going to have a good and proper laugh at that. It lasted for almost a minute. She still had the giggles when she calmed down.]

Oh god! [Giggle.] You make a wonderful drunk. [Ruffles his hair.]

It's not funny! You're the one ...[it kind of ruins his indignation when he giggles.]

I really am drunk, aren't I.

[SUDDEN STERNNESS]

[he jabs hi finger at her] No touching the hair.

Uh huh. Curled up with the Emmerich sister and all. [Gets a little strand of it around her finger for a twirl.]

It's alright~ I'm not going to hurt it. Your ears, however...

[Scratch attack!]

You'd better not- gfthk!

[that is a weird, blissful paralysis]

You evil, evil girl.

[The astonishingly evil sounding giggle rumbled a bit in her chest.]

I am not evil. You're just making things easy for me. Although... [Her talented fingers massagingly stroked his ears.] If you intend to fall asleep or something, I must insist that you find a proper bed.

Mmhm. Yes. Certainly.

[He is not listening at all and dozing in her lap.]

[Finding that she was being ignored, Emma began singing a different song. Namely, Toeto.

Liquid being all sleepy was making her sleepy as well, and she found her eyes feeling droopy.]

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