Post by Enyo-Mistrisa on Feb 5, 2011 23:12:03 GMT -5
"Honestly, yahn?" A low pitched female voice tittered quietly. "Honestly go meet our subjects, Mis." Yellow eyes rolled soundlessly. "What a ungrateful master he is. I, Enyo, being the greeting nurse. After just eating a steak made from the finest spices." The female huffed. "If it was covered in human blood, that should be little to no concern or not if I meet the pin cushions."
Enyo muttered to herself as her small paws slowly glided across the cold concrete floor. Earlier she had found herself being vaguely amused by rounding up the nations like cattle and shoving them in the observation cages. Such a pity that her wonderful creator had it on mute, she mused. After all, she had sensitive ears, picking up the sounds of panic made her blood boil with excitement. Like the prey running from her, a predator.
She was mostly her master's eyes, as she wasn't supposed to reveal she could talk yet, but she would eventually cast aside her master's fruitless modesty and get him to actually be a human. Flicking her tail she sighed. He was again going to be talking like he was in one of those old war movies. Cliche, cliche. Just a shadow on a screen, his voice distorted. Such a wallflower, was the term.
Sitting down for a minute, she flicked her claws in and out before walking again. "Honestly, yahn." She yawned tiredly, scrambling up behind the bullet resistant glass, facing the pin cushions. Flicking on the volume with her paw, she played innocent kitty cat as the tv flickered to life, centering itself in front of the glass. "Welcome. Welcome to Borderline." The electronic voice droned. Enyo inwardly sighed for her master's cliche tastes. He actually thought it sounded cool.
Idiot.
Enyo muttered to herself as her small paws slowly glided across the cold concrete floor. Earlier she had found herself being vaguely amused by rounding up the nations like cattle and shoving them in the observation cages. Such a pity that her wonderful creator had it on mute, she mused. After all, she had sensitive ears, picking up the sounds of panic made her blood boil with excitement. Like the prey running from her, a predator.
She was mostly her master's eyes, as she wasn't supposed to reveal she could talk yet, but she would eventually cast aside her master's fruitless modesty and get him to actually be a human. Flicking her tail she sighed. He was again going to be talking like he was in one of those old war movies. Cliche, cliche. Just a shadow on a screen, his voice distorted. Such a wallflower, was the term.
Sitting down for a minute, she flicked her claws in and out before walking again. "Honestly, yahn." She yawned tiredly, scrambling up behind the bullet resistant glass, facing the pin cushions. Flicking on the volume with her paw, she played innocent kitty cat as the tv flickered to life, centering itself in front of the glass. "Welcome. Welcome to Borderline." The electronic voice droned. Enyo inwardly sighed for her master's cliche tastes. He actually thought it sounded cool.
Idiot.