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Hey, this is Yosuke. [He doesn't sound too much like he's gritting his teeth - just don't ask how many tries this recording took.] I'm probably in the middle of something right now, so if you want to leave a message, I'll get back to you. Alright, later.
[Beep!]

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[Geez, Souji, always showing off without even trying. Well, that is pretty much the whole point. And as depressing as it might be, he's certain he can't ... which makes this as good a time as any to just wing it.
He takes off, daggers in hand, rounding on Souji like a circling shark - and his other knives take off too, curving through the air in the opposite direction as if he thinks he can pull off a one-man pincer attack. In the blink of an eye, they're close enough to bear down -
- at which point they clatter harmlessly to the tiles, at the same moment that Yosuke himself screeches to a halt.] Hey, what...?
[A scrawny-looking tabby cat, that's what. Entirely unfazed by how close it just came to becoming a pincushion, it settles comfortably in the spot where it leapt down from the adjoining roof and begins to wash its face. It looks weirdly familiar, but it's not like Yosuke ever pays that much attention...]
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Adrenalin pumping, heat beating a thousand mile a minute, he swings his weapon again, keeping his eyes on all the daggers around him. If he can swing at them as they come at him, it just block a few while the armor took care of the rest, he's not quite sure which strategy to adopt yet. Then he could lunge a few plants at Yosuke to see just how good he'd gotten on his feet and with his powers--]
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Yosuke is less so. Raising an accusing finger, he opens his mouth, looks immensely troubled, and closes his mouth again.]
Were you... expecting that to happen?
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[Catergencies.]
Do you want some food?
[Food is scarce enough, but Souji's got a tiny little can in one of his pockets too, and opens it, dumping some of the contents on the ground. No sense putting everything down if it's not hungry, he'll wait to see how it reacts first...]
[Hey weren't they fighting or something?]
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... Time out, right? Time out.
[He snaps his fingers. On cue, the hilt of Souji's temporarily forgotten katana jumps away from its owner's side and into Yosuke's hand, safely out of feline range.
Meanwhile, the cat looks from the meat on the ground to the still dangling feather with the manner of someone going through a grave existential crisis. But eventually hunger wins out, and it dives for the free food first, scarfing it down in seconds.]
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[He doesn't even protest when he sees the katana go away, grateful for the sharp weapon being away from the cat, before he shakes on the roof whatever is left of the canned food. As the cat is eat, he looks over to Yosuke smiling. Cats and fighting and best friends forever, what more could he ask for?]
Sorry! Good thing you noticed it too, otherwise I probably would be filled with daggers like a pincushion right about now.
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And miss out on something I've been wanting to do for months? No way.
[He looks back to the cat again, petting it slowly between the ears.]
We can leave it downstairs and finish what we started...if you don't mind. [There's the sign and all and...oh wait, is the cat slowly going towards Yosuke now? The gait seemed like it was at least familiar with him, or maybe it was just overly friendly.] Have you seen it around before?
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[But now that Souji mentions it - it's a lot skinnier and one hell of a lot less furious than the cat he remembers on that rooftop just after the flood, but the size and markings seem about right.]
... Aww, crap, don't tell me...?
[Just in case, he backs away a couple of steps, Souji's katana scraping along behind his back. It'd be more than a couple of steps, but he's not keen on the idea of falling off the gutter; for all he knows, that's what the vengeful cat is going for.]
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[Ummmm...]
Yosuke, I don't think it's going to attack you.
[Or maybe it will? It seems to be zooming on his left leg and increasing its pace (it just wants to rub against it.)]
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He shoots Souji a pleading look.] A-Anyway, like I was saying, I don't know any cats...
[A whisker brushes up against his knee, and he flinches.]
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Either it's really friendly, or it seems to know you. [The way it's brushing and sniffing his knee, Souji has gotten pretty good at reading cat behavior to trust his instincts on this one.]
[The cat, for its part, seemed entirely pleased with this familiar smell, despite past issues. Or perhaps it was just planning something in the far off future...who knew at this point.]
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[He walks closer to where his friend is standing, gently moving his catnip wand to try and coax the cat to come closer to him so he can carry it downstairs. Come on kitty, the sound of bells wish you'd follow them!]
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It's the last straw. Souji's katana drops back to the floor, the blade falling mere inches away from the tip of the lounging cat's tail.] Put the feather duster down and just take it already!
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It'll just try to move away if I do that. You need to be really slow and gentle about it...
[He moves even closer, presenting his hand to it, hoping that the lingering smell of the cat food draws its attention so he can grab it with his hands.]
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Without lifting a finger, Yosuke immediately deposits the surprised feline on top of Souji's head.] Dude, I said just get it out of here!
[...Yeah, if he was keen to stay out of scratching range before, he's even more intent on it now.]
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That could have been dangerous.
[Did he really want to win this battle using cat KO? Well, at least it was safe now.]
I'll go put it inside, then we can get back to fighting?
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[Jealous, him? In any case, he wouldn't bet on those odds.]
gdit of course when I get home plurk is down
I'll be back.
[De de de dede...wow what a nerd.]