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Ainsly Bard (ainslybard) wrote in badwater_rpg,
@ 2009-01-29 18:54:00

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ainsly bard, january

Who: Ainsly and ~~Meow~~Mao?!
What: Cat on a leash
Where: The mall
When: Wednesday afternoon
Rating: PG-13 for cat on a leash because cats on leashes are serious freaking business.

Ainsly Bard was not particularly normal. He had a strange sense of humor, an undying love for animals and a peculiar sense of loyalty to those who earn his respect, even if not through the greatest intentions. His abnormal behaviors were accented by one obvious fact, as he made his way through the local mall. That fact being he had, on a leash, a rather large orange tabby cat. Certainly people walk dogs through the mall all the time and Ainsly himself liked to walk his own pup through the warm, enclosed space but that afternoon he'd felt more inclined to take Penny out on a walk.

So, quite content even with the strange looks he was getting, Ainsly moved to take a seat in one of the lounge areas. He stretched out his legs, resting them on the table in front of him, Penny sniffing around before leaping gracefully up onto his lap.

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fuckingcatboy
2009-01-28 09:12 pm UTC (link)

Another shitty day of school over, another mind numbing search for entertainment at the mall commencing. Hanging out here was beginning to totally lose its appeal. The stores always had the same shit for sale, the arcade always had the same games. And coming here with only himself just...sucked. It was fun that time he convinced Dylan to come with him, but he didn't count on a second occurrence. He would have tried to invite Alena or something, but she was always busy doing whatever with all those friends she claimed she didn't have. Plus she obviously thought he was a retard for going out with a murderer so fuck it.

He got himself a mango flavored italian ice, despite the fact that it was so not italian ice weather outside, and searched around for a place to sit. He could feel the mall cops eyeing him at he passed, and fought the urge to give them the finger. They always watched him like a hawk, those bastards.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sight of big orange fluffiness.

Cat. On. A. Leash!

The boy almost choked on his snack and he quickly turned direction and made a beeline for the cat.

"He's so going to kill you for humiliating him in public, you know." No 'Hello's or introductions, just right into the conversation.

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ainslybard
2009-01-28 09:22 pm UTC (link)

Ainsly glanced up at the young man, smiling rather gently at him. Really the man was an over-all kind and gentle creature, if a bit manipulative. He was amused by the young man's statement and glanced down at Penny who was purring and kneading Ainsly's thigh.

"I don't think she really minds." His Scottish accent was thick, but he managed to make it clear enough to understand. "I take 'er out on a harness quite a bit, actually. She rather likes getting out o'the house, since the dog gets to go all the time while she gets stuck." Ainsly scratched Penny's chin and then ran his hand down her back, laughing as the feline arched into his touches.

"Seems ta me she is perfectly 'appy, aye?"

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fuckingcatboy
2009-01-28 09:29 pm UTC (link)

"She? That proves you don't know what your talkin' about 'cause everyone knows orange cats are boys." Mao scoffed at the man's claims that the cat didn't mind being harnessed, waving his comments away as he plopped down to his knees to get a closer view.

"Its biding its time, suckering you in so you'll be its slave and feed it until it gets fat enough to sit on your chest and suffocate you in your sleep!" Now his attention was completely on the cat, and he reached out, wiggling his fingers in an attempt to get it to come to him.

"Isn't that right, kitty? Yes, it is, 'cause that's how cat's roll, right? Oh, you're sucha cat-face!"

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ainslybard
2009-01-28 09:36 pm UTC (link)

"Most orange cats r'boys." Ainsly replied with a little laugh, watching the boy get on his knees and turn his attention to the cat. "Oh, well, when she decided ta kill me guess I won't 'ave much of a choice anyway. This is Penny, though. A female, orange tabby. I was surprised ta find that she was a girl, when I first found 'er as a kitten."

Penny made a little 'prrow?' noise and leaned forward to sniff at Mao's fingers, her ears twitching like mad as he spoke. After a moment though she tilted her head and rubbed her chin to the fingers, obviously requesting to be touched.

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fuckingcatboy
2009-01-28 09:46 pm UTC (link)

"Aw, hehe, she's a dyke-cat." Yes, Mao is the least politically correct, socially sensitive person ever. He just doesn't think before he opens his mouth. Its both a charm, and a curse.

He went all melty when she let him pet her, happily scratching behind her ears and patting her down her back. Then came the pouting.

"Why don't I have a cat?" A good question. The answer probably being that he was totally irresponsible, and that his brother would end up doing all the dirty work while Mao just played with it all day.

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ainslybard
2009-01-28 09:56 pm UTC (link)

"Might be. I don' have any other cats for her to love on so I couldn't tell your 'er preference." Obviously he was bugged in the least by the terminology. Thankfully Ainsly was a relatively laid back guy.

Penny purred as she was touched and then looked at Mao with yellow eyes when he stopped petting her, tail flicking behind her form in an agitated manner. Yet Ainsly picked up the petting and once more she was content.

"Oh, well, would ya parents let ya 'ave one?"

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fuckingcatboy
2009-01-29 08:41 am UTC (link)

Now that the cat was picked up and out of his grasp, Mao was able to concentrate on eating his icey treat, though now it was beginning to melt. The boy shrugged his shoulders, canting his head as he thought.

"I live with my brother. If I like, asked, he'd say no. But if I just showed up with one, he wouldn't make me get rid of it. He's a push over like that." Obviously having conversations with perfect strangers was an everyday, normal thing for Mao.

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	ainslybard 2009-01-29 02:00 pm UTC (link)
	"Why not just buy y'self one then, lad?" Ainsly tilted his head, curious. "If ya bring one home and ya brother won't care, what is the harm?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fuckingcatboy 2009-02-01 03:11 pm UTC (link)
	Mao rolled his eyes. "Who's going to sell me a cat?" He sipped at the melted italian ice. "They'll prolly think I want to set it on fire or something." "But I wouldn't, yanno. Cats kick ass. 'Suppose I could find a stray sometime." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ainslybard 2009-02-01 03:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, yes. I would suggest going to an animal shelter. Of course I found my dear Penny wet and shivering under a cardboard box when she was a kitten, but if I hadn't I would have gone to an animal shelter to adopt." Because he was all about giving animals a second chance at life. "Perhaps I could take ya, lad. If you want a cat that badly." (Reply to this) (Parent)