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sirenspull2012-09-05 11:08 pm
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013 Thirteenth Petal - forward dated to morning of 9/6
[The sound startles him out of bed. Trained instincts take over and Byakuya grabs Senbonzakura, rolls to his feet and adopts a defensive posture. His NV falls on the floor beginning to record. It shows two skinny legs and feet scampering across the camera.
Byakuya walks past and scoops it up, ignoring it as he puts it on the hall table. It shows his bare back, some pretty epic bed hair, and him in low-hanging bedpants. He’s very confused until he sees the two Wakame Ambassadors - one small and cowering behind the legs of the much larger one. Yuki yowled somewhere and the smaller Ambassador shot backwards to hide behind Byakuya’s knees.]
NANI?
[What doesn't help in the midst of all this is that there's suddenly a . . . polar bear in frame. A polar bear wearing a Santa Claus hat and a red-and-green striped scarf. And it just stands there a moment, staring at the larger of the two Ambassadors.
[Or the fact that Hitsugaya is there behind it, unaware for the moment he's on camera, who appears to have found Yuki. Or rather, she's found him, and is currently trying to bury herself in his hair.] Stupid cat. What the hell are you --
What the hell? [It's bad enough that the polar bear had burst out of his closet a few minutes ago. But the Wakame Ambassador? Honestly?]
[Byakuya is pretty helpless at this point. The plushy Wakame Ambassador that he’d bought Hinamori for her birthday was trying to pull down his pants and hide behind him. The bigger one is flailing and trying to defend someone from… possibly the fern in the corner. Byakuya’s not sure.
The polar bear stops, looks, snorts and then lumbers onward. However, the snort causes the bigger Wakame Ambassador to show his valor and he ends up behind Byakuya too, shaking his fist at the meowing Yuki.]
Polar bear.
[That’s his intelligent offer to this conversation.]
I'm aware of the polar bear. [He's been trying to get Yuki off of his head, but she's gotten herself pretty well-entrenched in there, warily eyeing the two Ambassadors behind Kuchiki. Sigh. It's not worth it to keep trying to get her off of there when she's being so clingy.]
What I'm not aware of is why it's moving, and moreso why those [A brief gesture at the cowering Ambassadors.] are moving.
[A small rumble in the kitchen. Byakuya took a cautious step forward and managed not to leave his pants behind, despite the two Ambassadors. He peeked around the doorway and sighed. It was too early for this.]
It’s trying to get into the refrigerator.
[He finally tugs his pants free of the Ambassadors.]
I woke up to one [He’s not sure what to call them, honestly.] of them coming into the hall and Yuki yowling. She is unharmed?
[Great. Not only has the polar bear in his closet come to life, but it's hungry. He hates this damn city.]
If how hard she's trying to dig her nails into my scalp is any indication, I'd say she's fine.
[There's a sudden blaring sound in the background.] Shut that stupid alarm off, will you? I'll figure something out with the bear. [And he heads out of frame, cat still on his head, and into the kitchen.]
[The alarm is a soft and gentle buzzing sound that would wake him up. He sighs and turns around, neatly avoiding getting grabbed again by the smaller Ambassador. He picks up his NV as he goes past and accidentally shuts it off, never noticing it was on.]
[OOC: This is Hitsugaya. Byakuya in black. Have at them]
Byakuya walks past and scoops it up, ignoring it as he puts it on the hall table. It shows his bare back, some pretty epic bed hair, and him in low-hanging bedpants. He’s very confused until he sees the two Wakame Ambassadors - one small and cowering behind the legs of the much larger one. Yuki yowled somewhere and the smaller Ambassador shot backwards to hide behind Byakuya’s knees.]
NANI?
[What doesn't help in the midst of all this is that there's suddenly a . . . polar bear in frame. A polar bear wearing a Santa Claus hat and a red-and-green striped scarf. And it just stands there a moment, staring at the larger of the two Ambassadors.
[Or the fact that Hitsugaya is there behind it, unaware for the moment he's on camera, who appears to have found Yuki. Or rather, she's found him, and is currently trying to bury herself in his hair.] Stupid cat. What the hell are you --
What the hell? [It's bad enough that the polar bear had burst out of his closet a few minutes ago. But the Wakame Ambassador? Honestly?]
[Byakuya is pretty helpless at this point. The plushy Wakame Ambassador that he’d bought Hinamori for her birthday was trying to pull down his pants and hide behind him. The bigger one is flailing and trying to defend someone from… possibly the fern in the corner. Byakuya’s not sure.
The polar bear stops, looks, snorts and then lumbers onward. However, the snort causes the bigger Wakame Ambassador to show his valor and he ends up behind Byakuya too, shaking his fist at the meowing Yuki.]
Polar bear.
[That’s his intelligent offer to this conversation.]
I'm aware of the polar bear. [He's been trying to get Yuki off of his head, but she's gotten herself pretty well-entrenched in there, warily eyeing the two Ambassadors behind Kuchiki. Sigh. It's not worth it to keep trying to get her off of there when she's being so clingy.]
What I'm not aware of is why it's moving, and moreso why those [A brief gesture at the cowering Ambassadors.] are moving.
[A small rumble in the kitchen. Byakuya took a cautious step forward and managed not to leave his pants behind, despite the two Ambassadors. He peeked around the doorway and sighed. It was too early for this.]
It’s trying to get into the refrigerator.
[He finally tugs his pants free of the Ambassadors.]
I woke up to one [He’s not sure what to call them, honestly.] of them coming into the hall and Yuki yowling. She is unharmed?
[Great. Not only has the polar bear in his closet come to life, but it's hungry. He hates this damn city.]
If how hard she's trying to dig her nails into my scalp is any indication, I'd say she's fine.
[There's a sudden blaring sound in the background.] Shut that stupid alarm off, will you? I'll figure something out with the bear. [And he heads out of frame, cat still on his head, and into the kitchen.]
[The alarm is a soft and gentle buzzing sound that would wake him up. He sighs and turns around, neatly avoiding getting grabbed again by the smaller Ambassador. He picks up his NV as he goes past and accidentally shuts it off, never noticing it was on.]
[OOC: This is Hitsugaya. Byakuya in black. Have at them]
[Video]
The Ambassadors won't follow me. [Even if they weren't so attached to Kuchiki, the small one is afraid of the cat, and the big one is afraid of the polar bear.]
[Video]
[It's strange, to think of a stuffed animal following a person around, and so he shakes his head, his gaze drifting to rest on the cat in Toshiro's hair. He watched it shift, the image superimposed with memory - how many times has he seen Mikage sitting on Hakuren or Frau's head? How many times has it made him laugh to see his friend chomping on spikes of blond bangs?
How long has it been since he's seen Mikage at all?
He's not sure, but the flash of pain is unmistakable before he averts his gaze.] Will it be alright to let that one follow you after sirens tonight?
[Video]
I won't let it follow me then. There are barriers to cast if it insists otherwise.
[The bear seems to have satiated its appetite by now with something from the freezer, and now just curls up in the middle of the kitchen floor.
[Yuki seems to take this as an invitation and cautiously climbs down from Hitsugaya's head, sniffing tentatively at one of the bear's back paws. Needless to say, Hitsugaya doesn't think this is a very safe idea.]
Hey --
[And yet all the bear does is pick its head up, look at the tiny creature at its foot . . . and puts its head back down, totally passive and unconcerned.]
... Hn.