Is this my fate?

Changes include;

Adding Ophelia and her ‘assistant’

Downgrading the rest of the gang as NPCs /pending

Theme ofc

Adjusting Adam.

    Such a strange sight to behold. A creature such as this gentleman was attempting to befriend? A feline much smaller than itself. Perhaps to keep it as a pet as most beings in the realm did. After all a feral kitten could only live so long along the hussle and bussle of the city limits. Even the barely green areas known as parks could only provide so much shelter. 

Takako accidentally allows a small giggle to escape her lips, and she covers her mouth quickly, hoping Itzal either won’t notice, or that he’ll ignore it.

Instead, she rolls her eyes dramatically in response to the ‘short’ jab. “Haha. Short. Good one,” comes her sarcastic, flat-voiced response.

Still, she takes a deep breath and sighs it out. “Alright, kitty, let’s go make you some dinner.” Takako waves her hand, directing Itzal to follow her to her house.

    A coo followed her quick to mute giggle. As if satisfied with her response. A short shine flickering from his small fangs caught by the light. Old gold eyes looking from her to the bricked paved alleyway. 

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A Pond Surrounded by Forest

Typically a trek to get to, surrounded by nettling thick bushes and unmoving trees, you have a guard up. Perhaps you are an extrovert who doesn't know /how/ to be an extrovert, you want so badly to be the all powerful, unnerving Ocean but you can't figure out how to escape from the obstacles that you put up before yourself. Instead of meandering out of your secure, exclusive, invite-only comfort zone, you stay there and build up a forest to hide from everything you wish you were apart of. 

‘Mean old master’, huh? Takako had never heard anything about Itzal having a ‘master’, but then again they never really had very revealing conversations. The most revealing talk they’d had, hadn’t been a talk at all–it was that one time, when she gently tugged on his ears, and he transformed….

She shivers. She doesn’t wanna remember that. It was a time she actually was concerned for the toxic cat before her, and she’s not sure she wants to go back down that road.

“…” She doesn’t reply at first, mostly because his hands cupping her cheeks threw her off a bit. “… Sure. Why not. Not like I have anything better to do,” she finally agrees after a brief silence. “You’re gonna have to tell me what Sir would make for you, because I have no idea. I don’t mind cooking for you, though.”

     Delicate hands retreat to his side. One resting upon his chest as he began to speak ever so softly still. Old gold eyes fixated upon Takako’s face. 

               a mere shrug given at the other’s statement, already zooming and scrolling around upon the screen in order to find the desired theater within this area. ❝ eh, it’s fine. ❞ it’s not like he had anything else to do anyway. 

                he’d only raise those amber orbs again, when the stranger would introduce himself to the auburn-haired. the offered hand would be inspected for a moment and while aska’s more the fist bump type, he had the manners to accept the offered handshake at least. the other’s name sounds a bit odd, but he’s not going to question it.

               ❝ name’s aska. ❞ focusing back on his device and it’s bright screen, he’d eventually take a step closer in order to hold his phone up for the both of them to see the screen clearly.  ❝ ya have to go there — ❞ a few points and zooms here and there, before pausing. ❝ can ya memorize that? it’s not that far. if not, I can drop ya off there. ❞

     Perhaps his manners were a bit too formal in this day of age. As he has been scolded by his superior numerous times about such. It was just something he was raised with. No something he could exactly kick in a few tries (not that he wanted to in the first place). Thankfully his handshake was returned. Meaning there was still those who appreciated or had common sense to do so.

   “ I see. Do I take a right twice after I head straight or was there a left before the right? ” It’s not that he has a bad memory. It’s more of he didn’t want to get lost and have to ask another stranger. Not that he minded. The screen looked even more complex than his own. To think this was an everyday appliance.