Kenzi's life had taken a turn for the exhausting. So many places to sneak into! So much food to walk off with! So many people to snicker at! .... so she was taking a nap today. All day was Nap Day, if you asked her
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"Hey, scat!" Roland had been even grumpier with the poor cat of late. He'd half-decided it was responsible for his missing harp. He waved the neck of his guitar at it, though not nearly enough to actually touch the animal. He'd learned his lesson with Tom back in Toronto; cats had far too many pointy bits to try and pick a real fight with.
He went to sit down on the opposite end of the couch from Zenkie, already picking out some scales as he thought over what he might want to play. Something cheerful. The island seemed to need cheerful, just now.
Zenkie growled at Roland, who was an annoying person who would not worship her properly. How could he sit there when her Girl was using the couch and not there at the same time?!
Kenzi woke up as something sat on her feet, and kicked. "Hey!"
Taking the ring off would've helped there. She was too tired to think of it.
Roland jumped back up, hands going discordant on the guitar. "What the --!" He narrowed his eyes, scowling at the bed. Fandom hadn't proven itself to be full of littles, but he wouldn't put it past them --
Ah, no, that was definitely some Russian influenced rock going on on that couch.
"Yeah?" Kenzi pulled her feet back, curling into a ball. A depression on the couch where she was deepened. "'M sleeping. Go practice in the park, dude."
Zenkie decided to walk across Kenzi on her way to the couch back, paws pausing in mid-air and she looked down. Weird.
There was yelling. In Bo's experience, around here, that usually meant either somebody had broken in, somebody thought somebody had broken in, or it was a day ending in Y and the cat was being a cat.
After almost bashing Roland's head in the day he arrived, Bo had decided to be a little more judicious about her reactions to any of the above choices.
Which didn't stop her from rushing downstairs with a baseball bat in her hand; she just paused to throw on her kimono beforehand and didn't wield the bat at anyone. Yet.
"Who's invisible? The cat?" It was probably the cat, because cat. "Why is the cat invisible?"
Thief's Identity NFB! TW: Lots of Drug (Ab)Use, Treated Flippantly!holyshitsnacksMarch 21 2015, 23:36:58 UTC
Pam was a ninja. Okay, she wasn't wearing black, and she wasn't being all that quiet, but she was still a ninja. Oh! Oh! Maybe she was a cat burglar! A sneaky, sexy catburglar whose tits looked way better lately, like, was coke magically boob-enhancing? Huh. Maybe they just looked hot as balls 'cause she'd lost a little weight. Not on purpose or anything, just from all the coke.
Her dealer had sent her here to get some kind of amulet-thing, and she wasn't really sure what that was, but she was going to get it. She cased the joint, and decided to climb in through a window. From there, she'd sneak upstairs and grab the amulet from where she was hoping it was, like, in a jewelry box or something, 'cause that was her first guess.
Her plan had some gaping flaws in it, such as the fact that she wasn't stealthy, in the least, since she was humming the theme to meta for Mission: Impossible. And that she wasn't acrobatic enough to climb through a window without actually losing her balance and thumping in a heap on the floor, with a even-less
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Re: Thief's Identity NFB! TW: Lots of Drug (Ab)Use, Treated Flippantly!regretiz4suckasMarch 21 2015, 23:41:40 UTC
Later, Kenzi might almost be grateful for Pam's interruption (almost). Since it nicely confused her sudden disappearance.
Except for the part where Pam's entrance knocked her invisible self into Roland's side, and sent Kenzi flailing toward the fridge, yanking open the door while trying to regain her balance.
Re: Thief's Identity NFB! TW: Lots of Drug (Ab)Use, Treated Flippantly!nookiepoweredMarch 22 2015, 00:04:04 UTC
"HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW?"
You should know because she used to be on the teaching staff, Bo. Though to be fair, there'd been a lot of cocaine since then, and her boobs really did look hot as balls now.
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He went to sit down on the opposite end of the couch from Zenkie, already picking out some scales as he thought over what he might want to play. Something cheerful. The island seemed to need cheerful, just now.
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Kenzi woke up as something sat on her feet, and kicked. "Hey!"
Taking the ring off would've helped there. She was too tired to think of it.
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Ah, no, that was definitely some Russian influenced rock going on on that couch.
"Kenzi?"
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Zenkie decided to walk across Kenzi on her way to the couch back, paws pausing in mid-air and she looked down. Weird.
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After almost bashing Roland's head in the day he arrived, Bo had decided to be a little more judicious about her reactions to any of the above choices.
Which didn't stop her from rushing downstairs with a baseball bat in her hand; she just paused to throw on her kimono beforehand and didn't wield the bat at anyone. Yet.
"Who's invisible? The cat?" It was probably the cat, because cat. "Why is the cat invisible?"
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Mean Roland!
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"Kenzi," he said, pointing accusingly at the woman in question. "She can turn invisible! Did you know she can turn invisible?"
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Because you gave her the idea, Bo.
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Her dealer had sent her here to get some kind of amulet-thing, and she wasn't really sure what that was, but she was going to get it. She cased the joint, and decided to climb in through a window. From there, she'd sneak upstairs and grab the amulet from where she was hoping it was, like, in a jewelry box or something, 'cause that was her first guess.
Her plan had some gaping flaws in it, such as the fact that she wasn't stealthy, in the least, since she was humming the theme to meta for Mission: Impossible. And that she wasn't acrobatic enough to climb through a window without actually losing her balance and thumping in a heap on the floor, with a even-less ( ... )
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Except for the part where Pam's entrance knocked her invisible self into Roland's side, and sent Kenzi flailing toward the fridge, yanking open the door while trying to regain her balance.
"The hell?!"
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He did spill his coffee down his shirt, which sent him hopping and hissing as well as pointing at Pam and going "WHO THE HELL IS THAT?"
And why was she soundtracked like an '80s police comedy villain?
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You should know because she used to be on the teaching staff, Bo. Though to be fair, there'd been a lot of cocaine since then, and her boobs really did look hot as balls now.
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