[Closed] Stray Finder

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[thevanguard]

[ It's the end of the day when Munakata arrives to set a blue animal carrier down right in the middle of Fushimi's desk, effectively blocking all his paperwork and anything else he might have been intending to do. ]

I have a new mission for you.

[ There's a quiet, unhappy hiss from inside the animal carrier to accompany those words. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi just gives his boss a Look.]

No.

[thevanguard]

[ Munakata just continues on as if Fushimi hadn't said anything - just as he always does. ]

Patrol B located what they think might be a Strain, although they weren't certain. I need you to monitor it for a few days, report if you notice anything unusual about it.

[monkeyblue]

Give it someone who doesn't live in a tiny apartment.

[thevanguard]

A contained space should actually be quite perfect - you're sure not to miss anything. I'll expect frequent updates from you over the next few days. Seri is having a box of supplies for it delivered to your place as we speak.

[monkeyblue]

I'm allergic.

[He's not. Munakata knows he's not.]

[thevanguard]

Your medical record says otherwise. [ Munakata answers cheerfully, still blithely ignoring all his protests. ] If it's any consolation, it seems as anti-social as you are, so you two should get along wonderfully.

[ Does he understand what antisocial means at all? Yes, but he's ignoring that, too.

Patting the top of the carrier once more and ignoring the unhappy growl from inside, he turns back towards the door. ]

You're relieved of regular duty in the meantime. Good luck, Fushimi-kun.

[monkeyblue]

Tch.

[Apparently being the favorite isn't working here. Fushimi moves the carrier off his paperwork so he can pack it away and take it with him for working at home. He's tempted to leave the carrier, but that'll just get him the Disappointed Face and honestly he's not about that.]

I'm borrowing a car. And Benzai.

[Because Fushimi can't drive and he's not taking a Strain on the subway.

The drive to his tiny apartment is tense, Benzai watching the carrier warily and Fushimi ignoring everything until they pull up outside his building. They meet Seri coming out, who tells them she went ahead and got the supplies laid out so Fushimi wouldn't have to. Soon enough, it's just Fushimi and the Strain in his apartment.

Fushimi uses his Aura to open the carrier from a safe distance. That's one pissy cat, okay?]

[thevanguard]

[ For a moment, nothing happens.

Then there's a blurring dart of orange fur as the cat escapes the carrier, immediately darting onto the table to his and yowl and complain at Saru angrily, it's back arched and fur spiking in all directions, tail poofed out to the fullest it could go. ]

[monkeyblue]

Tch. It's not my fault. Shut up.

[thevanguard]

[ The cat just hisses at him again before hunching back and glaring, crouched in a tight little ball atop the table, all orange furr fluffed up in agitation. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi scoffs again before just leaving the cat on the table as he heads for a shower. The cat is free to explore this tiny one room apartment, with Fushimi's loft bed over the window and his desk tucked underneath it and...honestly not much else. Clothes are scattered around, there's a few take out boxes, an empty cardboard box from Fushimi's last order from Amazon lies by the ladder to his bed with the sheets he ordered still in their packaging.

It's pretty barren, all things considered.

[thevanguard]

[ The cat just glares after him for a long moment until he hears the shower turn on.

Then he goes to investigate the door. And the window. Neither of which he can open, of course, which doesn't make him any happier. The take-out boxes are empty (because of course they are) and after sparing several moments to shred one of Saru's uniform jackets with his claws - something that proved to be mildly satisfying, in every vindictive sense of the word - he hops up to crouch grumpily on Saru's top bunk. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi comes out of the shower a bit later, just wrapped in a towel since all of his clothes are out in the main room.]

Just because animals like me doesn't mean I want them around...

[He completely ignores where the cat might be until, as he's digging for clothes, he sees the ruins of his uniform jacket. There's a pause, and he stalks over to his bed, hauling the cat up by its scruff and almost throwing it in the bathroom with the door shut.]

Stupid cat.

[thevanguard]

[ The cat hisses and struggles as he's hefted up by the fur, yowling unhappily and trying to wrap himself around Saru's arm. It doesn't work, however, and a moment later he's thrown into the steamy bathroom with the door slammed shut.

Another angry growl before he throws himself against the door, claws scrabbling for purchase, as if he can figure out how to burrow his way through or something. ]

[monkeyblue]

[Fushimi ignores that and just calls Munakata.]

Someone else can come take this damn cat.

[thevanguard]

Ahh, I see you're getting along well, Fushimi-kun. Have you seen any signs of it being a Strain yet?

[monkeyblue]

It destroyed my spare uniform jacket.

[thevanguard]

That can be replaced easily enough. Perhaps it was bored? I do believe Awashima left some toys in the box for it. Have you fed it yet?

[monkeyblue]

The food was out where it could get it and it went for my jacket. Someone else can take it.

[thevanguard]

You're the best equipped to handle anything strange if it is a Strain, Fushimi-kun, I have every faith in your perseverance. Let me know if you notice anything unusual.

[ And his King just casually hangs up on him. ]

[monkeyblue]

Tch.

[Fuck that, Fushimi is keeping the cat in the bathroom. That's where the litter box is anyway. Using his Aura, Fushimi keeps the cat away from the door as he opens it to slide the food in so it doesn't starve.]

Stupid cat...

[thevanguard]

[ Most cats would have been fooled by the little opening in the door and the Aura blocking the way. The orange beast in his bathroom takes one look at him and uses its claws to yank the door all the way open and dart out past the side of that Aura bubble to escape back into the apartment and dart under the bed. ]

[monkeyblue]

What the fuck--

[Right, so this is obviously a Strain. Fushimi hates his life.

Perks to the bed being a loft bed is that there's not really anywhere for the cat to hide, so it's easy to find it hiding under his desk. It's less easy to get the cat out from under it, however...at least until Fushimi sees the laser pointer in the box of toys.

Hopefully this cat is just as stupid as other cats and also drunks. He grabs the laser pointer out and shines it on the floor, a tempting little dot.]

[thevanguard]

[ Yata would like to think he's smarter than other cats and drunks - technically he is. But that doesn't mean he doesn't currently have these fucking things called instincts to deal with right now. And some things set them off so strongly that no amount of logical awareness can do anything to counter them.

...Like little laser dots on the floor, apparently.

Under the desk, his eyes go huge and round and dark as he crouches, watching the progress of that little red dot with a hunter's intensity. ]