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tushanshu_ooc2016-02-10 05:00 pm
Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir - Miraculous Ladybug
[Adrien is used to weird. Paris gets besieged by a great amount of weird on an almost weekly basis. Even as a civilian, it would be hard to miss the multi-coloured supervillains running around wrecking stuff. You'd have to work very hard not to notice that sort of thing.
As such, the general weirdness of Keeliai doesn't put him off too much. In fact, it's nice to see non-evil weirdness for a change. He's been watching the scaley chickens with a soft smile of amusement. Birds are cool, and it's nice to be able to watch them without feeling like his sinuses are going to start a revolt against him.
He's so engrossed in watching the birds that he doesn't realise his food is making a break from his plate until his fork hits cardboard instead of delicious...whatever it was. He looks down, and lo and behold, his food is sliding off the plate and landing on the floor with a wet SLOP. ]
AUGH! What the heck?
[All he wanted was some food. Why doesn't the universe want him to eat? ]
[9. Incoming! (Chat Noir)]
[Now THIS was more like it. Danger! People to save! Fantastic acts of heroism! The flying dinosaur-y things show up, and it only takes ducking behind a building and a quick transformation later and Chat Noir is ready for the case. Bystanders get the delights of watching a masked boy in a black leather catsuit racing out from some hidden corner, ready to take names and kick ass. Maybe not even in that order.
It's not the same without Ladybug. They are, after all, a team. But these creatures are not born of akumas, so he doesn't have to worry about releasing the corruption within them, which is Ladybug's domain. He can absolutely settle on what he does best. Kicking butt and bantering.
He leaps up onto the roof of the nearest building, extending his staff, waiting for juuuuust the right moment before vaulting off, swinging the staff like a bat, whacking one of those things out of the dive it was making to some poor soul. Maybe it was you. Maybe you were just watching.
Regardless, Chat laughs, from the sheer delight that comes from being Chat. The beast flaps awkwardly taking back to the sky, and Chat prepares his staff for another takedown, grinning like a lunatic. ]
Didn't your mother ever tell you it was rude to dine and dash?
6! I'm sorry...
Maybe Marinette is a little bit obsessive, but it comes from a pure place. Adrien is just so wonderful, it's hard not to be head over heels in love with him.
And she is better, ever since he helped her with her uncle. She can manage conversations with him a little bit better, but her confidence is still... well it's still pretty low, so she sticks to admiring him from far, far away.
But when his food escapes... well, that's a good opening, isn't it? And it's sad, how upset he looks. So she runs off, and when she comes back it's to thrust a new plate of those weird prunes he was eating at him.]
I-if you want the rest of mine...
never be sorry.
He's long since dismissed her... eccentricities around him as just a Marinette thing. Something that would be rude to point out. She probably can't help...whatever it is.
He takes the plate (largely because it's being shoved at him and it's that or let her drop it) with a warm, friendly smile. ]
Are you sure? I wouldn't want you to go hungry.
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Well, thanks, Marinette.
[He gives it a prod with his fork, in case it's playing dead and is about to start moving.]
You know, I've eaten some pretty weird stuff in my time, but nothing that's ever tried to crawl off the plate before. That's new. Also creepy.
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It makes me wonder what my uncle would think. I don't think he'd put these in his soup.
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[But at least it's edible. An honestly, a part of him welcomes food like this. Food that's not prepared by whatever top chef his father employed that much, to land on the table for him to eat alone. This sort of thing feels more...natural. Besides, it's nice to actually be able to talk to someone while he eats. It's a novelty. ]
Nino would probably eat it, though. He once ate a sandwich he'd dropped in a muddy puddle. [He pulls a face, but his tone is affectionate all the same. ] That was pretty gross.
9.
You look like you're having quite a bit o'fun, lad. Though I daresay, that birdie might have found me a bit of an unwelcome taste, had it tried.
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As such, he's a little more relaxed that usual, leaning on his staff and giving her a wink. ]
Sounds like you've got some bite all of your own, huh?
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Just a bit of spice, I suppose.
I've never seen things like those creatures though, and I've seen many a type like you'd hardly believe.
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Same here. At least the guys I fight have more banter. And dumb names, that too.
[He sighs, shaking his head in mock sadness. ]
It's a real disa-paw-intment.
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Meidhbhín looks at him for a moment, as if not sure she heard that correctly, before she begins to laugh. ]
Is that right? I suppose by comparison, you would be the cat's meow?
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Naturally! I wouldn't ant to put the cat among the pigeons [actually, don't, he's has allergies ] but I'm miles more purrfessional than those losers.
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You sound like you're used to doing things like this. Makin' a habit of saving people, do you?
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Sure do. [He'll run a hand through his hair, striking a pose. ] You happen to be in the presence of a real-life superhero. The name's Chat Noir.