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Ziva David ([personal profile] 4letters4ninja) wrote in [community profile] revenance_rpg2013-09-15 04:29 pm

Everyone...meet Bert.

WHO: Ziva and whoever ends up running into her...and Bert.
WHERE: Near the Sandlot in Twilight Town... You know, big open areas.
WHAT: Ziva has a Meowjesty...named after Abby's hippo.
WHEN: Twilight? (A few days after the MoI adventure)
Warnings: Ziva, a Meowjesty, and her other spirits. There's probably going to be trouble.

Going to talk to Steve, Ziva had been able to put together the pieces from one of her winnings from the party. She'd been...surprised...to say the least when she found out exactly what a Meowjesty was. And it didn't help that Fluffy started doing his version of snickering when the new spirit appeared. Ziva just sighed, shook her head, and took her newest spirit (who she had named Bert) out of Traverse Town and over to the Sandlot, where there would be more room to figure out what it could do.

The three of them had been taking out some of the Nightmares in the area...and that was mostly Bert, as Fluffy and Ziva watched from a safe distance. (Neither of them wanted to get in his way, really.) It didn't take long for most of them to disappear, and she clapped, watching as the giant spirit ran back to where they were standing, before licking her like a dog would. And Fluffy just laughed again, causing Bert to try to lick him too.

"Taste of your own medicine, brat." She said, laughing as Fluffy tried to shake off the remnants of Bert's friendly 'attack', then fly off towards the other end. Bert seemed to pause, looking towards Fluffy, then back at her a couple of times. "What? He wants to play tag. Go!" He didn't move, except to motion towards her, a bench, and his back. Then she understood. "You want me to climb up then?" She used the bench as a boost before climbing up on the spirit's back.... And then he took off at full speed, causing her to almost fall before she managed to grab hold of enough fur to keep from ending up on the ground again.

The chase was on, it seems.
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[personal profile] shadearchivist 2013-09-16 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Ienzo hadn't anticipated that the creature he had won would be quite so terribly large. As it was, he had decided to take it (and Lea) out for some exercise. Someone appeared to have been clearing through nightmares already, so the stroll through Twilight Town was pleasantly uneventful until the new spirit - he had to name it sometime - decided to take off running at some sound.

Lea, naturally, followed.

Ienzo gave a longsuffering sigh and headed after them, though their apparently interest became very clear when he saw the unnamed giant bouncing up to another of her kind. And a prone Agent Washington. And a very worried Ziva David.

The meowjesty, apparently ignoring any danger from Melody, bent over Wash, casting a cure spell and barkmeowing happily. It was always good to be useful.
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2013-09-16 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Puddles slowed down, cantering back to his person, making sure to avoid the Meowjesty. It may have been an accident, but you still really hurt his person! You should apologize!

Wash sat up slowly, one hand pressed to the side of his helmet, as though that would help him feel better. The readout on his HUD told him that the healing unit had miraculously not been damaged and was starting to work. "Yeah, I'm...I'm fine. I think." Evidently Mack Truck Meow Wow belonged to Ziva. That'd take some getting used to. "I'm guessing that's new."

Melody let Ziva approach - her person liked her, after all - but began shrieking again at the arrival of the second huge Meow Wow, going so far as to wave her bombs in its face in warning. When it cast a cure spell, she calmed down slightly. Oh. So you're actually trying to help. Okay.
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[personal profile] shadearchivist 2013-09-17 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"They appear to have good instincts with regards to when they're needed," Ienzo said. Healing spells could be useful, not that he didn't have a Meow Wow to begin with. Of course, Meowjesties could also crush their foes. "I hope you'll be alright," he added to Washington. "They also seem excessively large."

If his Meowjesty was bothered about being called excessively large, it didn't show. She was more concerned with nosing Wash to make sure he was okay. It was probably slightly less than helpful, considering how big she was. Was the person okay? She hadn't done much healing before, and hopefully she'd gotten it right. It seemed like a really nice person; just as nice as hers.
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2013-09-17 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I figured," Wash murmured, closing his eyes and waiting for the dizziness that he now recognized as the result of a cure spell laid on top of a functional healing unit to pass. "And I'm sure."

He opened his eyes to see Ienzo and a second Meowjesty - the likely source of the cure spell - and bit back several remarks about how it obviously knew he needed to get run over and whether Captain Obvious had approved the Excessively Large statement. He settled for, "No kidding." The curious Meowjesty nearly knocked him over again, and he tried - and failed - to push it away.

Melody was still growling. Good. Bert needed to stay over there, away from her person. Puddles just trotted back and, when it looked like nobody was going anywhere, planted his butt on the street. His person was okay, so everything was okay now, right?
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[personal profile] shadearchivist 2013-09-17 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Clearly the person was still feeling badly, the Meowjesty decided. There was only one thing for it; she'd have to protect the person while they recovered! She shouldered everyone else out of the way; it wasn't too hard, and curled up on top of the person. There; he was hidden and safe.

Ienzo snorted, then coughed. "Ah, that really isn't a good thing to do. You could crush him." At least he could name her now. "I suppose Yuffie will do for a name for you, given your misguided enthusiasm."

Yeah, and the others are going to be mad, Lea added. You shouldn't sit on someone else's person!
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2013-09-17 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Wash was paying a bit more attention to Ziva and to the display on his HUD, giving himself a technology-assisted once-over, than he was to anyone else. This meant that he was completely unprepared for the newly named Meowjesty to act like a goddamn paperweight. For the second time in five minutes, he was completely flattened. For a moment he considered struggling, but being pressed flat by a giant Spirit precluded pretty much any action he could take.

Wash had contemplated his imminent death on more than one occasion, but he'd never figured he'd go out like this. Turned out that 'no kidding' were some pretty terrible last words.

Puddles got back to his hooves and reared, whinnying in alarm. Don't do that! Don't do that! Melody, once again shrieking in fury and some amount of fear, went for the much more direct approach, hurling her bombs into Yuffie's face. Get off her person get off get off get off!
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[personal profile] shadearchivist 2013-09-17 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
Yuffie stumbled back, giving a sad whimper and frantically casting a cure spell on herself. Bombs in the face weren't something even a Meowjesty could take casually. She skittered to hide behind Ienzo, who gave a frustrated sigh. "I apologize for Yuffie's behavior. I'll make sure she understands not to sit on people."

Ienzo turned his attention to setting an additional cure spell on Yuffie.
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2013-09-18 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Suddenly, the giant weight pressing him to the floor was gone, and Wash was free to move again. It took a moment for the fact that he hadn't died to sink in, and then he had his feet under him almost before he knew it, stumbling backwards and scrambling to get away from the giant Meow Wows that seemed to have it in for him. He wasn't ignoring Ziva's offer for help so much as he didn't see it at all. "You think?" he gasped. "That should've been the first fucking thing you taught it!" He was torn between his desire to calm down and his desire to give into panic and flee the scene before one of the bouncy bulldozers decided to try to kill him again.

Puddles calmed down when his person got to his feet and sidled up to his person's side, pressing his head against his person's shoulder. You're okay! Yes yes good good good! Melody would not be mollified nearly so easily; still hissing and snarling at the Meowjesties - even the one who had turned the corner - she backed up to her person, fully intent on protecting him from anything like this ever happening ever again.
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[personal profile] shadearchivist 2013-09-18 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
It was fortunate that Yuffie had decided - for whatever reason - to sit on Wash and not Ziva, given that his armor was able to stand up to it. Ienzo eyed Wash for a moment; if he didn't go into a panic attack soon it would be surprising. "I truly am sorry, Washington; I had no idea that she would even think of it."

He headed towards Wash, leaving Yuffie with Lea. He kept a wary eye on Melody; he was significantly less bomb-resistant than his Meowjesty. Ienzo held his hands out palm up. "You're safe from them now." He would have said that Wash was safe now but there really wasn't any such thing as being unequivocally safe and he was fairly sure that both Ziva and Wash agreed with him on that point.
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[personal profile] unrecovered 2013-09-23 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Right." It came out as a snarl. Wash had no illusions about his safety when he was in close proximity to a pair of Spirits that outclassed him many times over in terms of size, were untrained, and had each nearly killed him, both within the span of five minutes.

Some small part of him knew that he should reassure Ziva - it wasn't her fault her brand new Meowjesty was wild - but that part of him was very quickly drowned out by the parts that were trying their hardest not to collapse into panic. He needed a place to deal with things himself before he even tried to talk to anyone else. "I'm-" The sentence cut itself off, and he had to take another breath in order to finish. "I'm done." That accomplished, he turned and walked off, intent on finding a place where he could deal with this before having to talk with anyone else. He'd likely have bridges to repair after this, but that was a problem for later, when he might actually be able to think straight.