[Bleach] Little Black Cat

Things within the city had genuinely fallen into a lul; as such the cat just lazily lay on the ceiling supports as Rukia-

| I'm bo~o~ored! |

Unfortunately the cat didn't exactly have the merciful silence that she wanted. The crazy cat had long taken to whimpering while there was no way for the other cats to escape from her. They were all trapped in the same mind & body, afterall.

Ever since the feline felon scared away that strange spirit - that catty professor had complained about her fellows lack of investigatory prowess non-stop. It had gotten to the point where the little black cat couldn't get a moment of silence. Closing her eyes & covering her ears doing nothing to help.

| We find ourselves in a new frontier yet no one wants to expand our knowledge into realms previously unknown! |

That all too familiar voice complained as the testy tabby could only let out a mewling groan of displeasure as they already regretted letting that monster escape unimpeded. Not that she could have easily chased after it. They had no way to tap into her spiritual power, after all.

Although she could feel she had lots of it.

Knowing she had tons wasn't a big surprise (she was the ruler of all fae & spirits until she died) however it was a little shocking that she couldn't utilise all that power.

She did notice that she was slightly stronger than your average cat, likely a result of her truly massive pool of energy enhancing her body, but that was all. There have been many proposed theories. Although the cat in control refused to actually care about all of that nonsense.

What use was power that she had no intention or reason to use? Naught but a distraction from the fun that can be had in this new life - in other words it would distract from catching shut eye. Something she was experiencing due to her fellow feline, anyway…

| Risks and research come hand in hand! |

| What if we run into another one of those holed spirits who know more about themselves; being aware that we are unable to harm them? |

| Is there a reason they wouldn't? |

<...>

| O~h my! |

For a moment that cat grew quiet yet her fellow refused to share the same reluctance.

| We know nothing about them so perhaps they could gain something from devouring us or those sweet little girls you are looking after? Plus there is the one you let escape; they could come back once they realise we weren't dangerous and maybe bring a friend or two. Fact of the matter is- |

| Sometimes you need to shu~ffle for a new hand. |

| Nyehehe~ it sounds like you recognise it yourself, you know, the fact- |

| -you- |

| Screwed the metaphorical pooch~! |

| Does seem you put a little bit too much faith in your current hand. |

She bared her fangs at the deranged doctor's (potentially) factual statement - one that was impossible to disprove due to the nature of them.

Something didn't happen yet?

Perhaps it was still in the making.

Did an attack finally occur?

Well she had been warned.

Knowing she was being toyed with by the mad scientist made the cat irritated yet she didn't do anything else about it. Mostly since she couldn't do anything about it. The most she could do to spite that pussy was continuing what she already was doing; absolutely nothing.

Closing her eyes as she heard the sounds of Rukia still talking about how she bravely fought off all three of the mean thuggish bullies. This time with the inclusion of pulling out a giant mirror. Blinding the men followed by her giving them a good beating that knocked them out.

Hearing her tall tails caused a faint smile to form on her own fuzzy lips - her two tails dancing around behind her fluffy butt.

Trying her best to ignore that insane research obsessed cat.

"I think we should go out to get some new brushes…"

That statement caused the little black cat's brow to raise in curiosity as she turned to look toward; it had only been a few hours since she went out so it was beginning to get dark out. Hearing that those silly little girls want to venture out? Obviously she couldn't leave them to their own devices.

Hopping down from the rafters to fall atop Hisana's head. Although, by now, Hisana didn't even jump at the sudden cat attack. Already having grown used to the cat's unusual method for gaining attention - to abruptly leap onto her whenever it felt like it.

All she did was let out a sigh while grabbing that feline to carry it in front of herself.

"Maybe we can get Mr Nyanyo one as well!"

"We'll see."

A faint smile gracing her lips as she reached a hand out to grasp Rukia's - bringing the three of them out of the house where they then headed towards the market.

It was still bustling as there was no defined time when people would be able to leave whatever brief amount of work they can find. The girls didn't focus on one thing in particular as they quickly looked around to see what they could find. Of course this wasn't a quick process.

This wasn't the era of consumerism which meant that there was no market research. There was no order of shops nor easily understood collections of shelves. All they could do was wander around in hopes to find what they wanted; it would be easier if they were rich where people had shops.

Unfortunately, visiting shops was too expensive and (even if they decided to visit) they would likely be removed due to their less than stellar clothing. Neither girl was ugly. Far from it… But they were also noticeably poor enough for any beauty to be covered up due to preconception.

Not that the cat cared.

She just looked around for the sake of it - mostly focusing on those that were wandering around them in hopes to catch anyone looking to cause trouble for them. More than happy to shoot a tail swipe at any wandering hands. Even used it on Hisana to get her to pause just as someone "tripped".

What could have been problematic for the girls ended up just becoming a complete embarrassment for the one who attempted to scam them.

Eventually they ran into an old man selling a bunch of stuff he made from whittling wood. Looking at the products made the little kitten surprised, having to admit the quality, being products that wouldn't look strange in those more expensive shops. It made her somewhat curious about the old man's past.

He seemed to be adorned in quality robes, at least for the time period they were in, which alone made him stand out. Strangely it even appeared that he had put a lot more effort into cleaning himself & his clothes which only pushed him further away. He even had a beauty mark on the tip of his nose and eyes covered.

Although it wasn't just her who studied the old man; even with bandages wrapped around his eyes it felt like he was looking all over them.

His wrinkled skin only got worse as his lips curled up.

Showing unusually clean teeth.

"What can I do to help you girls?"

A gravelly voice like one would expect from someone in the twilight years of their life.

"Do you have any combs?"

Speaking softly with respect for the old man - something that seemed to be quite common in this culture.

That man just gave an unusual chuckle as he moved his hands to find what was requested. Tips wrapped in bandages as if he had ended up cutting his fingers, assumedly age making performing delicate tasks with a knife far more difficult, but something seemed wrong. Still he placed three wooden combs in view.

"Are these what you wanted?"

Tilting his head while resting his cheek in his palm in a manner similar to a wolf watching in amusement at a rabbit bouncing around with no knowledge of the death looming nearby.

| The end. |

"W-what do you want for it?"

Even Hisana seemed to realise something was unusual.

That man just chuckled once more.

"Take them."

"Eh we can't do that mister!"

"Jehehe you can do whatever you want; that's what makes a human."

|| Aw shit… ||

| Oh~? So now you are curious about the wonders of the world? |

| Perhaps the kitten would like some kibble with that milk? |

<... Whatever.>

Of course the little girl couldn't understand what he meant however Hisana decided to just bow her head to quickly take those combs. Deciding it was getting too late. She also was too nice to begin arguing with an old man who clearly had gone through some hardship in his life.

None of them realising his hands were a little too soft for an old chippy.

He continued to follow their back as he moved a thumb to push up the bandages on his face; revealing a blueish purple eye that glowed with an overwhelming mirthfulness.

"Found you~♥"