[Cross Fox] Uninvited Dinner Guests

King · Sep 15, 2015

@"ReD"

Ravi held his breath as he crawled through the plumbing pipes, easily sliding through the piping. He'd broken into this particular apartment a few times in the previous months, nobody ever seemed to be here, but the fridge and pantry were always stocked. From what he had gathered, it was a loft above some form of strip club.

Ravi wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth though. If nobody was ever up here around this time, then Ravi would keep coming back. He smiled inwardly as he shimmied up the pipes in his rat form. He hadn't been this fed in...years. It was a weird feeling, the sensation of being full.

He scurried a bit faster as he caught a glimpse of his destination. A few seconds later and the black rat poked its head out of the toilet he had crawled the pipes up. Seeing nobody around, the lights off, Ravi clambered out and shifted back to his human form. Quietly, he pushed open the door to get over to the fridge. What was on the menu today...?

He found a plate of...some strange dumpling things? Ravi tried one, and found them quite tasty. He started shoveling them into his mouth, and only when he had finished the last one on the plate did he realize something.

These...were still warm. They were fresh. Someone had just made these...That means...

Oh shit.

ReD · Sep 21, 2015

Gotchya.

Yoka flicked on the kitchen light.

The kitsune was in her human guise but her lips were pulled back into an angry snarl and her arms were splayed behind her like flared tales.

"You."

If there was any doubt that Yoka was angry, it could easily be found in the way she spat the word--quite literally. Droplets of spit flew from her mouth angrily, and Yoka hated to spit.

"Ate."

She pulled her fingers up and snapped them, and immedietly all the doors in the room slammed shut and then disappeared into the walls.

"My."

She couldnt' even finish it.

She couldn't even finish the sentence.

Just like she couldn't finish...

Her eyes flashed and the hair on her head started to rise about her as though she was underwater. The air in the room seemed thick, charged with electricity as though lighting was about to strike.

"DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?"

King · Sep 22, 2015

Ravi was panicking now as he tried to back away, dropping low to the floor, his eyes widening with fear. Oh shit. How did he not smell her?

The dumpling things! They were fresh, the scent was masking hers...Oh shit oh shit...

He continued backing away, and was about to run for a door before they...disappeared. Oh shit oh shit oh shit...

His breath started to quicken, his heart beating faster and faster as the air thickened. He could feel the electricity lining the air, and it certainly wasn't helping his nerves.

The small wererat shook as he stared up at the woman, and felt compelled to answer.

"A-a-above a s-strip c-c-club..." He replied quietly, his voice wavering. He could see his death approaching, and he just hoped it came quickly.

ReD · Sep 22, 2015

Yoka hadn't really expected him to answer, nor for him to give an actual answer. It didn't stop her from being less angry but it did give her a moment of pause in the back of her head.

"Do you know whose strip club this is?" she growled.

She was so, so close from dropping the illusion surrounding her and chasing after him. Part of her wanted to do this, part of her wanted to turn into a ravenous fox and scream and yowl and bite the shit out of this little fucker who dared to brake into Yoka Sake's flat and eat her inarizushi.

She'd been having a bad day and now there was the perfect skapegoat for her anger.

But yoka didn't want a scapegoat.

Yoka wanted dinner.

"Do you even know what it was that you stole from me?" she hissed.

King · Sep 22, 2015

Ravi was shaking as she got louder. He felt like a rat in a cage, cornered. Every instinct he had screamed at him to run, to hide, to do something. But he couldn't.

He was frozen in place, Yoka's gaze keeping him held down.

"F-F-food? I d-d-didn't k-k-know anyone was h-h-home...." He answered, shaking. He fell down, sinking to his knees.

He wished he'd never come here...

ReD · Sep 22, 2015

Yoka felt something deep within her stir at his remark.

She was five hundred years old.

In those five hundred years, Yoka had risen from a field fox to a dancer to a successful business owner, and she had plans to rise higher yet.

But five hundred years was not that long, and it was not that long ago that Yoka had been stealing food and doing whatever she could to feed her ambitious alongside her body.

But she was still pissed.

And she refused to be completely sympathetic.

"Do you know what you are going to do now?" Yoka snarled. "Do you know what you are going to do? Because let. me. tell. you."

King · Sep 22, 2015

Ravi looked up at her, still shaking in fear. He felt a wave of cold wash over him as he accepted what he thought was going to happen to him. He'd come close to death like this enough times that it was surprisingly easy.

"Y-y-yeah...I'm g-g-going to..." He gulped, looking at his feet from his position on the floor. "D-die...You're g-going to k-kill me..." He rolled back, bringing his knees to his chest. His voice had trailed off, still shaky and full of...Acceptance. It was the voice of someone who had dealt with this before.

"P-please m-make it quick..." He added softly, soft enough so that only someone like Yoka could hear him with her enhanced hearing.

ReD · Sep 22, 2015

"oh no," Yoka said, and she laughed. It was a cruel, cold sound, like ice breaking on a frozen lake during winter. "Killing you would be far too easy."

It was a cliche line and she knew it, but Yoka didn't care. She was not concerned about originality as she was for effective punishment.

"Get up," she said. "Get up NOW."

Yoka pointed to him and then lifted her finger as though some unseen forces were going to raise him up off the ground if he didn't obey.

Still shaking with rage, the fox pointed to the closet, which flung open, and out fell a mop and a bucket.

"Clean. These. Floors." She said. "If I look and you are gone, I will find you, and so help me god I will make you pay."

Yoka was going to have to order takeout. Yoka did not like ordering take out.

King · Sep 23, 2015

Ravi flinched at her laughter, looking up at her with even more fear in his eyes. He scrambled to his feet, afraid of what would happen if he didn't.

The wererat jumped with a terror-filled squeak as the closet opened, the mop and bucket falling out. He nodded frantically, running over to get the utensils. He found some soap in the bucket, and began to search, panicked, for water to fill the bucket.

Why was she doing this? Was she just going to make him clean as a punishment...? No, that would be to simple. Ravi chastised his mind. She was obviously going to get some use from him before she offed him.

ReD · Sep 23, 2015

While the young man scrambled across the floor, Yoka perused through the kitchen, looking for the dreaded take-out menu. She punched the numbers into the phone and paced back and forth, her heels clicking off the tile floor of the kitchen.

SHe put her hand over the mouth piece on the receiver and shouted, "AND DONT FORGET TO CLEAN UNDER THE TABLE."

Then, as sweet as can be, she said, "Hello! I'd like to place an order!"

Another twenty minutes. Yoka had to wait and pay a delivery fee for this order of inarizushi, and since she was going to be extra famished from the wait, she'd ordered a tray of crab ragoon, too.

The fox returned to the room at sat on the edge of the table, watching the frantic man work.

"How did you get in here?" she asked.

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