[identity profile] blacktwo.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 04:44 am (UTC)(link)


She checked her device, it was four-fifty five in the morning, rally was in five and Carter called for full armor. Well, here she was. Standing in the middle of her room, dressed to the nines in full attire. Save for her helmet. Black-Two didn't lose things, in fact, she was looking right at the damn thing.

"You can't sleep in there, Jiji," Two glowered down at the fuzzy little ball in her helmet. He was snoring. Two didn't even know cats could snore, let alone that loud. By the time Jiji was popping snot bubbles in her helmet, her patience broke.

She had to act, desperate times and all that. Accessing a seldom, if ever, used application on her device, Two hovered her forearm just above Jiji and hit, 'Play.'

Music came screeching out of her device, some awful squeal picked at random. Something called, 'house music.'

Two's face was mauled by the time she made it to rally, but like it mattered. She was wearing her helmet when she got there.

[identity profile] blackcatjiji.livejournal.com 2011-02-16 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Beautiful!