chickshades: (Calm - 29)
Saburouta "San-chan" Bandou ([personal profile] chickshades) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2016-12-11 11:16 pm

Closed

Who: Bandou and Sheryl
When: May 24th, afternoon
Where: Euterpe's Temple
Summary: Bandou shows up at Sheryl's temple, hoping to talk with her about his newly regained memories.


[ He probably should have called Sheryl before arriving at her temple. You know, do the courteous thing and ask if she'd mind having him over. Maybe give her a little insight into why he wanted to stop by. But nope, Bandou didn't really think that far in advance and instead is already standing at the door to Euterpe's temple. That's when Sheryl will finally get a message from him... ]

can i just come in?

[ Short, sweet and entirely ambiguous. ]
galactically: (... what)

[personal profile] galactically 2016-12-14 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Sounds of meowing and heavy clacking of heels against tiled floor can be heard from behind the door of Euterpe's temple. Then suddenly, a loud scream ensues.]

Motoki! Come back here! Give me back my panties!

[The high-pitch screeching cuts abruptly short, just in time for Sheryl to feel her smartphone vibrating from the pockets of her pants and hear the ringtone. Now who could possibly want her this time? Right when she's chasing one of her kittens around the mansion... and right when another kitten is climbing up her leg, too, interrupting said chase.

A frustrated groan comes out of her lips as she pulls out her phone, flipping through the menu until she crinkles her brows in confusion at the message.]


Bandou? what's with the vague message??
galactically: (oh noez!)

[personal profile] galactically 2016-12-14 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
what?! why didn't you let me know sooner?!

[Sheryl lets out a loud "geez", breathy and exasperated right after a short bout of audible meows. Surprise guests are one thing, but she doesn't even look or feel ready, much less when her pets are being naughty.]

wait fifteen minutes!!

[It's a hastily typed message, and as soon as it's out, she carefully pulls Lily off her leg and plops her on the couch before scooping up Motoki. Poor unfortunate Motoki has her furry head caught in lacy underwear. Time for Sheryl to fix that problem by gently prying the lingerie off the black kitty, and also making sure that her pet's claws don't dig into the cloth.

Despite her message, it's taken way more than fifteen minutes. More like twenty, really — possibly thirty — when she's taking into account how long it takes for her to A) put away the cat toys so the living room is presentable, B) fix her hair and clothes so she appears impeccable, C) accessorize her kittens, and D) put away her panties that Motoki had mistakenly used as a toy.

Sheryl gives herself one more glance in front of the mirror, tucking a few strands behind her ears before heading out the front door, two kittens right at her heels.]


Sorry to keep you waiting!
galactically: (laughing at your silliness)

[personal profile] galactically 2017-01-17 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Leave it to Sheryl when it comes to greeting her guests in a fancy look — a black dress and high heels for this occasion — and her kittens are no exception. A white kitten with a black tip on her tail has a bright blue bow around her neck while a black kitten possesses a red collar with a bell attached. Both of them have their fur fluffed up for the visit.

Except they're now hopping onto Bandou's lap, one kitten finding herself tangled around the headphone's wires, an earbud in between her furry paws. The other? She's climbing on top of her "sibling" and wrestling her. Sheryl watches the sight before her, wide-eyed expression across her face, then just laughs.]


Geez, these two are crazy today! So filled with energy, oh my!

[At least they're not fighting over panties. Either way, she strides over to the grassy area and bends down to carefully pull a squirming Motoki off the wires. Just as she's about to reach for Lily, however, the other kitten climbs on top of Bandou's shoulder with a sizable hop. Yes, Bandou, you're now Lily's "tree".]
Edited 2017-01-17 02:49 (UTC)
galactically: (my feelings do not rest)

[personal profile] galactically 2017-01-17 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
— Her. She'll only do that if you manhandle her.

[A quick correction straight from Sheryl's lips to go with an amused expressing etching into her face.]

They're both girls. The precious ball of fluff that's using you as a tree is named Lily.

[She gives a pointed glance at the white kitty sticking her face into the sweatshirt's hood, sniffing it. Her hands are a little busy cupping a small, black furry creature that's meowing loudly, wiggling her tail.]

This one right here is Motoki.
galactically: (fall into the end of the world)

[personal profile] galactically 2017-01-17 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Although Lily's claws dig into the fabric to support her footing, she manages to keep her balance after constantly using people's shoulders as a chair. Sheryl carefully tucks Motoki into the crook of her arm while she pets Lily with her free hand.

His question causes her to raise an eyebrow and shake her head.]


Just get them? Of course not! I had them since the beginning of this month. Although... [There's a frown as her fingers linger on top of the kitten's head.] I wasn't their original owner. These lovely cats used to belong to certain friends of mine.
Edited 2017-01-17 05:48 (UTC)
galactically: (my feelings do not rest)

[personal profile] galactically 2017-01-18 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Silence. That's what Bandou is getting along with a slight pursing of her lips. She still misses Slaine, misses Genos, but it's not what she wants to dwell on.]

Come here, precious.

[So instead, Sheryl turns her attention to Lily, gently prying her off of Bandou and scooping her up to press her cheek against the soft, white fur. The kitten bumps her face and gives Sheryl's cheek a small lick and a meow.]

You miss Slaine, don't you sweetie? [Judging from another meow, she takes that as a "yes". After sparing Bandou a glance, she then cants her head towards the direction of the door as she heads back inside the mansion.] Let's go.