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Post by Muddy on Jul 21, 2012 15:51:08 GMT -5
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Mikhail stood behind the chair, mixing the leaves in water before sprinkling a few on her wounds and covering it with bandages. "It might sting a bit, but it will get rid of any infection that might have been crawling on the slobs claws" he said as her finished up. He watched her glance about the house, a smile on his maw.
"They should enjoy their aches tomorrow" he grunted as he took a seat opposite of her. In truth he really wished he had been able to brough them up a bit more, but Jet's saftey was much more important to him than some low life scum. He looked at Jet and frowned. She didn't have any self defense... none that he knew of. A dangerous thing to lack in such a crime riddled empire. He placed a paw under his chin and leaned onto it. "You know... I could teach you to protect yourself from toms like that." he muttered softly unsure of how she might take his offer. He hoped she wouldn't take it offensively.
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 22, 2012 12:40:16 GMT -5
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Jet gritted her teeth when he applied whatever that stuff was on her shoulder, but she managed not to wince. “Well that’s a comforting thought,” she meowed dryly, but smiled slightly. Some night, she let out a soft breath, her mind continuing to taunt her with how useless she had been. Oh well, she would train. And right as the thought seemed to have crossed her mind, she blinked over at Mikhail in surprise. Being taught by the Shade Kaiser to fight? She didn’t take it to offense, but after thinking for a moment, she spoke at last.
“Thank you, really, but I’m going to pass for now,” she meowed with a small smile. “I’ve made previous arrangements, guess I’m pretty bad at it if every body can tell,” she mrrowed with a laugh, though touched by the offer, leaning back in the chair slightly and finally succumbing to a slight wince, but didn’t complain. That meant the substance stuff was working, right? “Thanks,” she meowed again, in a quieter voice but sincere as she glanced over at the taller feline.
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Post by Muddy on Jul 23, 2012 14:51:33 GMT -5
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Mikhail dipped his head respectfully and got up again, his ear flicking as a small kettle began to whistle. He poured it into a small tin cup and placed a tea leave in. He didn't mind that she had already had an instructor for self defense, in fact it made him feel better that she was already attempting to better her skills. "Oh no, i'm sure i would have been able to tell if those toms hadn't been smothering you. " he said trying to give her a small boost of confidence.
"Well if it doesn't work out or you are in need for a small weapon, you know where to find me" he said with a purr as he reached into a small cubbard above the fireplace and pulled out a small iron rose, one crafted by himself from the scrap metal he would often collect from more of the popular blacksmith's. The finely detailed pets that curved around each other and held every detail from a real rose. The stem beneath the flower was smoothed and knicked to give the appearance of the sharp pricking thorns. He handed it to her and dipped into a bow "For all your trouble tonight, Jet.
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 23, 2012 18:59:40 GMT -5
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How did one react to being given a rose? To be honest, Jet had never had it happen before; most toms were just looking for a drive by, and it completely repulsed her, usually leaving her trying to avoid anything of the sort. Her bright blue gaze flashed in surprise, taking it quietly with a smile. At last she stammered a surprise “Thank you,” her ears slightly hot as she flicked them uncomfortably.
So much craftsmanship had gone into it, she didn’t even know if she should take it, feeling a slight prick of guilt. “It’s beautiful,” she murred, half to herself as she turned it around in her paws, inspecting it. Something about it made it so much more meaningful though, she set it down with a smile, “I didn’t deserve that,” she pointed out with a slight laugh, turning her shoulder and sighing in relief that the stinging had ceased.
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Post by Muddy on Jul 23, 2012 19:18:27 GMT -5
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Mikhail flicked his ear and studied her reaction as he picked up the kettle of tea and set it back into the fire. "You are most welcome" he could tell such a skiddish she-cat must not have been used to such gestures. "My mentor had me make those from the time i was just a youngling. Told me that before making something deadly such as a war axe or blade, i must be able to mimic the beauty nature could make." he explained as he watched her turn the rose her her paws.
He shook his head and smiled slightly "No you really do, for as much of the turmoil that the world throws at you, a she-cat such as yourself is strong-hearted, and deserves kindness, not wickedness " he meowed in his grizzled voice. "Would you like so tea before you leave?" he offered motioning to the tin cups.
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 23, 2012 19:28:13 GMT -5
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Jet blinked. “He sounds like a very good mentor,” she mewed thoughtfully, deciding she would try something along those lines before she was ever to harm others. Maybe she could learn to love before she learned to kill? She pushed that from her mind; ha! Actually develop a crush on somebody? Not going to happen, she assured herself. Stuff like that always seemed to go south, besides, that took time and she clearly needed defence knowledge as soon as she could get her hands on it. Of course, Jet could never kill. She didn’t voice the thought in her mind as words, it was just a mutual agreement she felt within herself without even needing to give it further thought.
At the offer for tea, she smiled and took the cup, sitting more comfortably on the chair so that she could hug her legs against her chest, sitting upright in a bit of a tight position but feeling comfy as she held the warm cup. It really was somewhat cold in here, and the heat radiating from the freshly boiled water was soothing as she took a drink with a smile. “Thanks, again,” she mewed with a slight laugh. She felt like was being babied again, but decided not to care this time around. As much as she wanted to look after herself, there was nothing against accepting a bit of help and confidence from others, right? She purred under her breath.
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Post by Muddy on Jul 24, 2012 0:53:33 GMT -5
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Mikhail took a small sip of his own tea before twitching his whiskers and sat back in the large chair as the fire crackled. H3 enjoyed the company of another cat once in a while, he would work so often he would only see another cat every few days. "It's no problem, you are a guest in my home" he purred. Finishing the cup of tea he stroked his chin and yawned as the night began to bear on him. He knew sooner or later his shades would be back for him, it was like a second instinct to know when things would go wrong. He sighed and rubbed his face with his paw, feeling his scarred face. His ugly maw disgusted him. He was a monster, because of the choices he made, the insolence of others, and the cruelty of the world. It made anger boil in his chest, though e tried as hard as he could to keep from showing it.
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Post by Kitsani on Jul 24, 2012 11:57:45 GMT -5
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Although Jet noticed slightly how his gaze seemed to darken, she remained quiet and averted her eyes to the inside of her cup. What he was upset about, the dancer had no idea. Perhaps he was tired of her presence? She knew she must’ve been quite an irritance poking and prodding him to come dance, and then managing to attract trouble in the form of drunken tom cats stumbling about. She pushed the thoughts aside yet again; she was actually pretty good at changing her train of thought. She finished off the tea quietly, setting the cup down and stretching out her paws sleepily; it had been a long night. She blinked her blue eyes questioningly over at Mikhail, still wondering what had caused his mood to swing swiftly to something that seemed a bit less upbeat. But she didn’t want to be rude, and didn’t ask any questions as she couldn’t help but keep her quizzical glance over at him.
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Post by Muddy on Jul 27, 2012 17:48:32 GMT -5
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Mikhail shook his head, clearing the anger of his scars to rest for a little bit " I apologize... i seem to be... very distracted at the moment. I apologize for my rudeness" he dipped his head and set his cup on the table before getting up to stoke at the dwindling fire. He slapped himself mentally for being such a rude host. When a cat was in your home, the host should never allow such a silence to ensue. "You must be getting weary after such an eventful night?" he commented as she yawned, "Dancing, the festival, Drunken Morons, must be a very hard life you live eh?" he smiled. He flicked his scarred ear as the fire began to come to life yet again, lighting the darkened room with dancing shadows.
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Post by Kitsani on Aug 3, 2012 8:45:05 GMT -5
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“O-Oh, it’s fine,” the she-cat insisted, trying to shake off the slight lingering curiosity as to what he was thinking. We’ve only just met, she swiftly reminded herself. She wasn’t going to go about nosing around in his life stories when he had just been so kind to her. Perhaps what was troubling him haunted the tom the same way Jet’s own paws did. She shuffled them uncomfortably at the thought of them; it always seemed to pop back into her head. She flicked her ears up, blinking in surprise as he started speaking again and rushed to keep up with the conversation. Jet laughed, “I guess when you put it like that, but I’ve definatly got it better than others,” she mewed. Yes, she definatly didn’t have life that bad, as much as she’d pity herself occasionally.
“What about you?” She murred curiously. “You’re the poor guy who actually has to deal with the Drunken Morons,” she pointed out with a smile. “That must be a pain,” the marbled feline couldn’t help but think: naah, not that much of a pain. Yes, he definatly didn’t make it look all that easy when he put the cats in their places. They couldn’t even stand up straight. But Jet could easily imagine having to deal with that every day could put a dampen on somebody’s outlook of Gwellian. Especially she-cats like herself who was forced to spend a LOT of time in taverns, but not for the reasons most would assume.
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