Kotetsu T. Kaburagi ○ Wild Tiger (
wildkotetsu) wrote2012-01-21 09:12 pm
6 • Kotetsu T. Kaburagi • [Action/Voice]
[The first sensation Kotetsu feels is pain: a headache, which is already pounding away at his temples; there's just darkness at the moment. He can feel that his eyes are closed, hearing an inhuman sigh--a lion?--and it's pretty weird because it sort of sounds like it's coming from himself. But that wouldn't make sense. It's a few minutes later that he feels his body twist and change, but he can't snap himself awake despite his mental efforts. When he finally cracks open his eyes, he's acutely aware something is really weird.
That is, he's laying on Barnaby's couch naked. With a collar hanging off his neck. With no memory of how he got there.
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Oh my christ.
He leaps up in horror, throwing a blanket off him. For some reason, his balance is weird, because he feels like two legs just isn't enough; there's a crash as he collapses forward into the table, knocking his journal around--just a short, horrified sort of message is sent out in the process--]
What the hell--
Where are my cloth--
[Ooooouuurgh. He feels his stomach churn--must've been the food he last ate, not that he remembers, and he slaps a hand over his mouth, stumbling to his feet as he drags the blanket with him. In no time he's in the bathroom leaning over the toilet, retching the last remains of a particularly not!human meal. Just gonna... sit here for a second. Phewwwww.]
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[Okay. Once things are all sorted out and these hangover symptoms of his experiment are settled, he finally realizes he accidentally sent out a voice message over the journals. Can't let it be just that, since... you know, he didn't want to worry anyone with terror. So he composes himself, itching his hairline in embarrassment. He's finally remembering bit by bit of his tiger experiences. Huh. Weird.]

Naa, I guess I... uh, was pretty weird these last two weeks. If you ran into a tiger, thanks a lot for keeping me company!
I hope I didn't cause anyone too much... trouble...
[He's thinking of you specifically, Nami.
Aaand he groans, rubbing a hand across his face.]
I'm never eating meat again.
[Which is a total lie, but whatever. He'll be out and about if you want to meet him in person; the grocery store, to apologize for wrecking havoc on their deli while he's there, to the restaurant to get some real food in his stomach, and then maybe the orchard to make sure it's not... completely... ruined. :|]
[[ooc: replies will be delayed! Just wanted to get this up on the day it happens. :)b]
That is, he's laying on Barnaby's couch naked. With a collar hanging off his neck. With no memory of how he got there.
...
Oh my christ.
He leaps up in horror, throwing a blanket off him. For some reason, his balance is weird, because he feels like two legs just isn't enough; there's a crash as he collapses forward into the table, knocking his journal around--just a short, horrified sort of message is sent out in the process--]
What the hell--
Where are my cloth--
[Ooooouuurgh. He feels his stomach churn--must've been the food he last ate, not that he remembers, and he slaps a hand over his mouth, stumbling to his feet as he drags the blanket with him. In no time he's in the bathroom leaning over the toilet, retching the last remains of a particularly not!human meal. Just gonna... sit here for a second. Phewwwww.]
[Voice]
[Okay. Once things are all sorted out and these hangover symptoms of his experiment are settled, he finally realizes he accidentally sent out a voice message over the journals. Can't let it be just that, since... you know, he didn't want to worry anyone with terror. So he composes himself, itching his hairline in embarrassment. He's finally remembering bit by bit of his tiger experiences. Huh. Weird.]
Naa, I guess I... uh, was pretty weird these last two weeks. If you ran into a tiger, thanks a lot for keeping me company!
I hope I didn't cause anyone too much... trouble...
[He's thinking of you specifically, Nami.
Aaand he groans, rubbing a hand across his face.]
I'm never eating meat again.
[Which is a total lie, but whatever. He'll be out and about if you want to meet him in person; the grocery store, to apologize for wrecking havoc on their deli while he's there, to the restaurant to get some real food in his stomach, and then maybe the orchard to make sure it's not... completely... ruined. :|]
[[ooc: replies will be delayed! Just wanted to get this up on the day it happens. :)b]

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It's fine. Really. You should probably take a day or so to rest up, and I don't have anything to do.
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I don't wanna be a [burden?] nuisance, or anything.
[Like I have been, recently. Like. Like a lot of times. He really fears falling into that sort of position, you know. Being a walking distress signal.]
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but .. barnaby understands. he's felt the same way, before, after kotetsu dove in front of lunatic's fire to protect him. he'd felt awful, after that, for days on end, though he'd tried to hide it. he'd been nothing but cold toward kotetsu, he'd been selfish and arrogant and petty, and kotetsu had taken the hit for him anyway.
so he's sympathizing, here. the ghost of a smile appears at the corners of his mouth. ]
You aren't a nuisance. Think of it as repayment. this is your only free meal; you're on your own after this.
[ .. or, well. maybe after lunch, or dinner. he'll give it twenty-four hours. ]
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Really nice, actually.]
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Well. Can't go feeling that way for too long. It'd ruin the air, wouldn't it?]
... Alright, then. Breakfast does sound too good to pass up, anyway.
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HAVE YOU JUST NOW NOTICED THAT YOU'RE LIKE THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN HIS LIFE YOU DUMB OLD MAN
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Good, because I'm not giving you a choice.
[ and he's off down the hallway now, and stepping into his boots. ]
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It's not like I'm going very far. You might want to find a shirt, first. I'll be in the kitchen.
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[He's walking like he's in the dark, his hands out in front of him, but at least he's doing a really great job at keeping his lanky legs balanced and moving. Eaaasy. He shuffles determinedly past Barnaby.]
I'll be--right back!!
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barnaby shakes his head and closes the door to his apartment, leaving kotetsu to his own devices and heading off toward the kitchen.
but hmm.. WHAT TO COOK. ]
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He walks back in looking far more balanced, hair still wet because his limbs are kind of heavy and he's getting hungrier and hungrier. With this is mind he plops down at the counter and spies on Barnaby.
WHATCHU' MAKING, RABBIT??]
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after kotetsu sits down, barnaby slides him a glass of orange juice without missing a beat, and flips the pancake that's browning in the pan. ]
You look better.
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[... Bunny can actually cook? :C
He should really learn how to do some of that.]
Thanks.
...
I dug up the mikan orchard.
[This orange juice. It's spawning hideous memories.]
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prodigy child. ]
Cats dig..?
[ flippin pancakes like a boss. ]
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[:|]
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that sounds so weird to say as a human. barnaby just.. pauses ........ then turns back to his cooking...................... ]
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quietly brings the cup to his mouth]
Never did get back at 'im...
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please
this is so embarrassing. ]
.. Anyway. You had better apologize.
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[WHAT IS ANY OF THIS.]
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Not the gopher, you idiot, the woman who owns the mikan orchard!
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I had sharp teeth and claws and everything!
[... Yeah he's sticking by that. Even if he was the most nonthreatening thing in existence.]
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[ he's dumping your breakfast onto a plate now. ]
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Nobody else knew that... I coulda' been dangerous!
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