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Who: Kaito (

carptricks) and people!
When: After the investigation at Lasker
Where: Caissa
What: Have a Drink job log + BISHOP ANTICS
Rating: None! will update if needed

A. Who thought it was a good idea to give him a water gun I mean seriously

[best. job. EVER]

[that had been the very first thought Kaito had when he saw the job request on the Hall of Glory's bulletin board, but getting paid to basically spend a summer afternoon engaged in a city-wide water gun fight sounded even better in the wake of the investigations in Lasker. it was a good way to relax, unwind, and try to get his mind off of whatever it was Noir had waiting on the horizons for them. even the most vigilant and dedicated of heroes needed a break, after all]

[which is why this particular afternoon, Kaito darts across the rooftops of Caissa's buildings in search for other Dance of the Drops festival participants, intending to snipe them with water attacks from a safe distance away. if you happen to be out and about and participating in the lively water fights, well. . .]

Up here!

[you might find yourself getting drenched by a stream of water from above. unless you're quick enough to use a bit of magic to turn Kaito's watery assault back onto him, that is. how rude!!]

B. Trust the bishop

[are you hanging out in the Hall of Glory courtyard today? because if so, you might find yourself being flagged down by a spiky-haired hero. he has a satchel slung over his shoulder, which chimes with the sounds of glass objects clinking together every time he moves]

Oi, oi! Got a second? I'm trying to test something and I need a couple of volunteers.

[and before you can ask for more details, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a small glass vial filled with a strangely colored liquid. it looks like water colored with food coloring, actually]

Could you drink this and tell me what flavor it is?

[well that sure is a sketchy request. do you trust him??]

((BISHOP SHENANIGANS TIME!1 Drinking the vials of liquid could cause one of the following four mild status effects: hiccuping bubbles, speaking only in rhyme, being turned into a cat, or SHOUJO VISION i.e. hallucinating shoujo bubbles, rose petals, sparkles, etc. each effect will only last for an ic thirty minutes since Kaito's potions are fairly weak! if you tag this prompt let me know what, if any, status effect you'd like your character have o/!))

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[WHAT JUST HAPPENED is a very good question, one that even poor Kaito doesn't have an answer to. he lets out a startled yelp as soon as his fellow hero begins to shrink, making a dive for the glass vial as he does so it doesn't crash to the ground. he manages to catch it, though just barely, and only by the tips of his fingers]

[he gawks at Kaede's pile of clothing, eyes wide, mouth slack]

. . . oi! Oooooi! Are you still there?!

[oh holy crap what has he done THIS time???]

["Fuck you, I'm fine!" is what Kaede meant to say.

What emerges instead is some very catlike hissing. So catlike it actually sounds like a cat, not a highly disagreeable diclonius.

Naoki barks again, making a rather worried whine—which makes the lump twitch and thrash and wriggle out of the pile of clothes because who's making her dog sad.

What emerges is! ...a cat. Something about as fluffy as a diminuitive Maine Coon, with red eyes and fur the same color as Kaede's hair except for its ears, which are bone white.

Said ears are also flattened to its skull while the cat stares at its own paws once it wiggles its head and forelegs out of her uniform's collar.

Her Carrier just tilts his head way to the side, still no closer to understanding than he was a few seconds ago.]

[ooooooh shit. oh shit. ooooooh shit shit shit, was he was in trouble. he was in so much trouble. he gapes at Kaede-cat for a good thirty seconds, if not longer, before he snaps his mouth shut and gulps. he needed to try to mitigate this situation right now]

This wasn't something I did on purpose.

[yes, that's right, convince her it was an accident. that would make things SO MUCH BETTER]

Sorry, sorry! It-- uh. It'll probably wear off?

[The sound of Kaito's voice broke her out of her stunned and silent staring at where her hands and arms should have been. The cat thrashes free of the rest of the clothes until she can sit up, more like a crouching person than an animal.

Things...didn't really make much more sense now that she could see what happened to her. The world seemed larger, or she was...smaller, her hands were replaced with paws and...this had better not be permanent, holy shit.

Surprising basically no one, Kaede-as-a-cat looks just as angry as she does normally. Possibly slightly moreso, now that there's more fluff involved. And a tail, which would have looked rather pretty if it wasn't bottlebrushed out and lashing back and forth.

Kaito's still mostly sprawled on the ground, though. She could take her anger out on him!

...once she figured out how four legs worked. Mostly Kaede just hissed, tottering too far onto her front feet one moment and leaning too much on her back feet like she was still human and otherwise making a mess of actually getting anywhere. She skittered sideways a bit like a crab, though! And didn't claw up Kaito's face.

Mostly because she didn't know how to.

Well. At least she was a pretty cat.

If extremely irritable.]

[despite the angry expression Catede wears, Kaito instinctively reaches out to steady her with his hands as she skitters to and fro. he's sympathetic to her plight, after all. as he should be, considering he's the one who caused it]

[of course, him trying to keep her from stumbling means his hands are well within scratching range, but he's not thinking about that right now]

I take it you've never walked on four legs before, huh?

[a beat]

. . . I s'pose it'd be weirder if you had, honestly.

[The cat swats at Kaito's hands when he's in range, though since this form didn't come with an instruction manual the claws remain sheathed. No battle wounds this time! Maybe not next time.

Of course that also made Kaede lose her balance and inelegantly flop over on her side. And she doesn't get up immediately, though her tail is still lashing irritably.

"Of fucking course not," she meant to say.]

Mrrrrrr.

[Still no talking? Okay then.]

H-hey, hey! I'm trying to help you, c'mon.

[he shoots Kaede a flat look as he reaches out, tries to pick her up and set her back onto her feet. er, paws. he knew what she was trying to do, there!1]

Or do you want me to let you stumble all over the place like a newborn kitten?

[Kaede just hisses at him again in response, and swats at Kaito's hand again not entirely unlike an irritable cat at the vet. No touching! She's fine! ...how much was this form's behavior and how much was just Kaede being Kaede? The world may never know.

The cat wiggles away from his grasp in a peculiar way something with an absurdly bendy spine could do, rolling to her feet or...at least where all four of them could touch the ground. She was still kind of sprawled out like an angry cat rug.

But she was going to stand up all on her own, just watch! Kaede dragged one foot back under herself, then another, then her hands (paws), and didn't immediately try to stand after all. There was someone watching and who would notice if she messed up. So she was just going to...sit here, yeah! And pretend not to notice Kaito was there, and tail would you stop moving ugh. Why was controlling extra limbs so complicated?

Her Carrier, who until now had just been boggling quietly off to the side, finally trotted over and stopped near the one thing that still made sense here—Kaito. The dog made some befuddled noises at him, but at least didn't seem interested in chasing or attacking the cat. It still smelled like his owner! His owner was now...small? Smaller than he was, even.

Help, the dog's confused.]

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