[Thread] A Walk in the Park

[xxinara_serraxx]

Characters: Inara Serra(OU), Open to anyone
Where: The Park
When: January 2, early afternoon
Summary: Inara decides to go exploring on her own (Hoping to meet people.)
Warnings: None that I can think of. Open to all, so anything can happen, I suppose?

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[feline_nonsense]

Cat was in a tree, and the tree was in the ground. The world was right-side-up and Cat had come to realize that this was always the case in a dull real life.

As if in rebellion, Cat was sitting upside down on a tree branch, flicking his tail this way and that. You could things if you were a Cat fashioned out of a girl's imagination.

It was then that he noticed the woman leaning against his tree, down--up?--below.

Well here was another new stranger, dressed as pretty as a princess but with no place in the deck. Where then, would she fit? Here, in Econtra? Cat did not know. He certainly found it a strange, silly thing, stuck in a place that wasn't here nor there, but halfway in between and not being able to get out.

Cats weren't made for cages, after all. He padded closer, fur rippling as if in a brisk wind, but shifting rapidly through a series of blues and greens before settling back into gray. "Here, there, all around... what is working seeing, what have you found?"

[xxinara_serraxx]

Inara shook her head, a quick jerk to toss some of the curls from her face as a light breeze brought a few lockes to obscure her view. The action seemed insufficient, however, and a delicate hand rose to tug her hair over a shoulder. She licked her lips, sighing as she remembered a warning that had been given to her

[feline_nonsense]

(OOC: Shall I reply directly back to you here, or do you want this to be a sequential log with you, me, and Ryou? :3)

[xxinara_serraxx]

(Ooc: Um O.o; I'm still extremely new to LJ rp, so.. I am not entirely sure? I was hoping more people would join eventually, but it appears that's not going to happen lol What do you suggest?)

[feline_nonsense]

(OOC: Hehe so been there. Well you can do one of two things--either reply directly to each person in one-by-one fashion just like you do in a journal entry, or you can specify that you want only one thread per log and have multiple people reply back in sequential order.

I'd guess from the way you've already written your reply post that you want to do the second option, so maybe reply to Ryou's comment and tell him how you want to do things/it's his tag? :3)

[xxinara_serraxx]

(Ooc: Alright, that does sound good. I'll let Ryou know, then. Thank you very much. ^-^ *Pets kitty* 8D Sorry lol)

[respect_kaiser]

Ryou spied her nod and returned it slightly, shuffling the cards with an expert's touch and drawing his first five to see what the deck had in store for him. Hm. Not quite his best hand ever, but he could already think of several moves that he could make with them. Excellent. His deck was getting better and better. He thought he might be able to make in the Pro Leagues again when he returned home.

Then he spied the Cheshire Cat and blinked ever so slightly at the color changing creature. Hearing it speak wasn't even that unusual, not after spending the months he had in the dark world.

"You look a little like a Duel Monster," he said quietly, addressing his words to the cat. Though not any one that he knew offhand, but he would not be surprised to see such a creature in someone's deck.

[feline_nonsense]

"I mean as I say and I say as I mean," he replied, leaping down lightly into the snow at her feet.

The touch of the cold and the wet right beneath his paws, sticking to his fur, made him scowl, and his fur changed to a disgruntled black. That was the real world for your. In Wonderland there were ways and ways to go about unseen and unfelt. Here... well, it was harder.

"I am the Cheshire Cat," he added, grin widening as if to proudly display ingrown incisors, flicking an ear with a gold hoop strung through it. "To find sense in insensibility is my nature... but to find is to find, and Cats are curious when they find something new."

He looked at both of them. "And who are you?"

There. There was no riddle in there, not unless they were one themselves. Those were the very best kind.

[xxinara_serraxx]

She stared a moment longer, watching as the cat ventured closer still. So this was the cat who spoke in riddles that Sephiroth had mentioned. And it was indeed rather strange. Its features didn't appear as much of the cats she'd ever seen, but the way its fur changed colors amazed her

[respect_kaiser]

Ryou normally spent little time in the company of people that he didn't know. His cards and his friends were generally all that he needed to be quite content. But a little conversation with others would be harmless and possibly interesting to a point.

"Marufuji Ryou," he introduced himself with a slight bending of the head. What the Cat said of himself reminded him somewhat of Fubuki, in a generally good way. Sense in insensibility...though, Fubuki was more inclined to find nonsense in everything.

[feline_nonsense]

Kings and candle wax, cabbages and shoes, this was a new development. He bowed his head, rubbing comfortably up against her palm. Most humans didn't dare touch him--he was a thing of imagination. And even that aside, even he knew that as Alice's world had changed, so too had he. He was positively terrifying to look at now and again on a dark, stormy night. He knew that too.

But it was still nice to be petted. "Your dreams make up who you are, and you make up the landscape of your imagination. Alice dreamed of a Cat who would never frown, even when blood began to stain the walls and seep into soil."

Who knows? Inara may have her own Cheshire Cat tucked away in a corner of her mind too, hiding underneath a Duchess's dress just waiting to pop out.

The other one... now he was a curiosity. Cards and jacks and diabolical dice were no strangers to Cat, certainly not after Our Dark Days... but Ryou played with decks of a different sort, where all the deck was a different kind of death. "Time's up, lay your cards flat... what sort of hand