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thenearshore2018-03-03 08:26 pm
purr_ince) wrote in thenearshore2018-03-03 08:26 pm
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Who: Adrien, Hime & Marinette Plagg & Tikki
When: [backadated to :] Oct. 19 Morning
Where: Fortuna's Temple
What: Adrien & Marinette are reunited with two familiar little friends; Hime learns what a Kwami is
Warning: It's likely going to be hilarious. Plagg should probably come with his own warning for majorly high levels of sass and sarcasm.
Adrien had been the one to suggest the three of them watch movies and doing so in his room put them in the perfect spot since the kitchen was just one floor up and the bathroom was on the same level. That and his bed was bigger than Marinette's so everyone could be comfy. It all made perfect sense. Things were fine for a while but eventually things got hazy and he got sleepy - then he must have fallen asleep because now that he's waking he doesn't remember how the show ended.
Frankly, he's still tired but a smell is jerking him out of his sleep. It's foul and making his nose scrunch. Try as he might he can't ignore it. So he's si opening his eyes moving to sit up. Carefully, he's slipping his arm out from under Marinette with what had become practiced ease; slipping from her arms he's peering over the side of his bed for any kind of gift from the kittens - but there's no toy or hair ball in sight - before moving to his feet.
That smell seems to be coming from his dresser? "Please don't be a dead mouse or something. Please.." He really just isn't a fan but he can't think of anything else that might possibly smell this bad. There's a faint sound from inside the drawer. "Oh god what if it's alive?" Man up, Agreste! It's just a little bitty mouse, not even as big as one of the kittens, you can do this! After this little mental pep-talk, He's tugging one of the drawers open.
Nothing there.
The next, nothing there either.
With only the top on left he's tugging it open and -
There's Plagg gnawing at a hunk of huge smelly cheese. As Adrien opens the drawer Plagg grumbles, "Hey! Do you mind I'm eating in here!"
And Adrien shrieks jerking back. "A T-Talking Rat!" Scrambling to the bed he's climbing onto it and not so gently shaking Marinette, panicked clearly. "Mari! Mari, wake up there's a talking rat thing!"
When: [backadated to :] Oct. 19 Morning
Where: Fortuna's Temple
What: Adrien & Marinette are reunited with two familiar little friends; Hime learns what a Kwami is
Warning: It's likely going to be hilarious. Plagg should probably come with his own warning for majorly high levels of sass and sarcasm.
Adrien had been the one to suggest the three of them watch movies and doing so in his room put them in the perfect spot since the kitchen was just one floor up and the bathroom was on the same level. That and his bed was bigger than Marinette's so everyone could be comfy. It all made perfect sense. Things were fine for a while but eventually things got hazy and he got sleepy - then he must have fallen asleep because now that he's waking he doesn't remember how the show ended.
Frankly, he's still tired but a smell is jerking him out of his sleep. It's foul and making his nose scrunch. Try as he might he can't ignore it. So he's si opening his eyes moving to sit up. Carefully, he's slipping his arm out from under Marinette with what had become practiced ease; slipping from her arms he's peering over the side of his bed for any kind of gift from the kittens - but there's no toy or hair ball in sight - before moving to his feet.
That smell seems to be coming from his dresser? "Please don't be a dead mouse or something. Please.." He really just isn't a fan but he can't think of anything else that might possibly smell this bad. There's a faint sound from inside the drawer. "Oh god what if it's alive?" Man up, Agreste! It's just a little bitty mouse, not even as big as one of the kittens, you can do this! After this little mental pep-talk, He's tugging one of the drawers open.
Nothing there.
The next, nothing there either.
With only the top on left he's tugging it open and -
There's Plagg gnawing at a hunk of huge smelly cheese. As Adrien opens the drawer Plagg grumbles, "Hey! Do you mind I'm eating in here!"
And Adrien shrieks jerking back. "A T-Talking Rat!" Scrambling to the bed he's climbing onto it and not so gently shaking Marinette, panicked clearly. "Mari! Mari, wake up there's a talking rat thing!"
comes here late with starbucks
This had been a good place to crash.
It's Adrien's shriek that causes her to jerk up suddenly. She didn't think it was possible for anyone to hit those notes without meaning to but there it was. Instinct has her leaping to her feet, ready to be summoned... or at least land the first strike should it prove to be a hostile shinki.
"A rat? Where?" she asked, turning her attention back to the two. If no one's willing to take care of it, she most certainly can.
Don't worry, Mari will fix
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The first thing she registered was Adrien shaking her and yelling about something. It took her a moment to work up the effort to open her eyes and sit up, and then she's moving to look at him. He looks pretty shaken up, which helps her get moving. She's out of the bed in record time and glancing around the room to try and figure out what's going on.
And then her nose is wrinkling at a sudden, familar smell.
Camembert?
A couple of minutes later she notices the open drawer and makes her way over to get a good look...
and promptly splutters at the sight of Plagg. She'd never officially met him before, so it's a little jarring seeing him here now.
... Did that mean Tikki was here, too?
"Don't worry! It's not a rat. He's um... he's Plagg!" And now she's giving the tiny cat-like kwami a look that says 'play along and I'll get you more food~'
Oh lord here we go
"What's a Plagg?"
Plagg snorted stuffing his cheese into his mouth peering up at his Chosen with an amused expression but there might be something darkening his gaze. Something like concerned. 'I'm a Plagg - The one and only Plagg.'
He's glancing up at the girl - blue eyes that are too familiar, pigtails... Oh boy. Adrien's little 'friend' from the rainy afternoon that's right. And this isn't the mansion - Wait! Wait! This girl had called him Plagg. This girl... Ladybug!?
He's shoving off of the pile of clothes he's on and floating over to Marinette, curious. Yep there's the earrings. And if he focused he could sense Tikki's energy all over this girl. A glance to his boy and yes there's the ring. He's calming before moving to hover before the trio - perfectly calm as if he's used to these kinds of reactions.
"So um... what's a Plagg? How come I haven't seen it-"
'Him. I'm a he. Also not a rat. Just a cat. A black cat. I have a feeling I'm not alone here either.' He shoots a meaningful glance to Marinette and her earrings.
"Sorry, er... him before? How does he talk? Wait... are there more of you?"
Oh boy! /o/
"...That's the smallest cat I've ever seen." she muttered, finally lowering her guard and folding her arms across her chest.
"But I suppose I take back my initial assessment. He certainly seems rather harmless. I take it he hasn't lived in the cabinet long?"
Things can only get better from here~
Marinette was spared the task of trying to explain what a Plagg was by Plagg himself. Kind of. Unfortunately, there was no way to explain it all without explaining everything, and that was just something she wasn't willing to risk.
Fortunately, it seemed like she wouldn't need to explain everything just now because Plagg was certainly doing a wonderful job on his own. He wasn't saying too much, and that was a good thing.
Before she can say anything else though, he's right up in her face. It occurs to her that this is really the first time she's even seen him up close. Or at all, not counting the visions of Adrien's death. And she didn't count those!
"That's simple! Plagg's a black cat. And he's here to live with us! Like the kittens~" Well that was probably the most ridiculous thing she could have come up with, but she'd never been terribly good at coming up with things on the fly. But then she's turning back to gape at Plagg because the other part of what he'd said had just registered.
"He can talk because magic and I don't think he's been here long. He wasn't here last night because we would've smelled the Camembert." And at this point it's taking quite a bit of willpower to stick around when what she really wants to do is go off and hunt for Tikki. Because that would absolutely make her look like a lunatic, and it's just too early in the morning for any of that.
Instead, she's just turning back to Plagg. "Why Camembert, specifically?" Of all the different types of cheese, she was really just curious why he'd choose that one.
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'I will bite you, kid. Tiny but powerful - thank you.'
[Plagg might twitch his tail to and fro with his agitation. Not the happiest kitten but he'll let it go for now.]
"But if you knew he was coming you should had told me." Adrien is shooting Marinette a sour expression. "Partners, remember?"
[Plagg is taking pity on Tikki's girl.]
'I came a bit early but we were eager to get here is all.'
Adrien is blinking his expression easing into something gentle an apologetic. "Wait a sec, We?"
'My partner and I. Tikki. She's likely hunting down cookies - we were both kind of exhausted.' [Plagg blinks at Tikki's girl's question.] 'Lots of reasons. I can eat other things but it helps me get my strength up fastest since I use up so much of it with certain magic.'
[Honestly though, it's because the process - aging, breaking down and ripening cheese are all pretty much forms of decay - a slow progressive destruction. Much like howTikki ate baked goods - created and made; Plagg ate things that were in essence unmade. And he's sentimental old cat..]