queenoflogs | Poor, poor egg.

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Poor, poor egg.

Characters: Katina and Akiha
Date: April 6
Summary: Katina and her eggbaby look for the other mommy.
Warnings: Ill-tempered women.

Crying is not the thing Katina expected to be woken up by. If it's not an alarm clock, then it's usually a headache - occasionally another person, but half the time she has a headache when that happens anyways. But crying, oh no, this is not what she expected at this point in her life.

It takes her about ten minutes to wake herself up, find the eggbaby, and realize that holy shit she has to take care of a crying egg with a face. The next ten minutes were spent trying to comfort it, and failing miserably until she realized the obvious - it was crying for another 'mama'. If she was wrong, of course, she'd at least get outside, but childcare? Generally seen as a thing couples do.

Her mood was already dark from frustration when she realized what she was heading towards as the cries lessened. Of course. Grumbling as she stomped up to the door of Akiha's mansion, she slammed her fist against it a few times, already at the point where Akiha could jump out the window in full-on demon AKIHA rage and it wouldn't faze her.

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It's good to know that she can get under Akiha's skin that easily - particularly because Akiha gets under hers. Fair's fair.

"Hey, you'd be surprised. The hardest part is dealing with my hair." She looked over at Akiha, wondering if the cold was really affecting her that badly. It didn't seem like much to Katina, but that was something else that soldiers learned to deal with. Plus, she was from a fairly cool climate, colder than Japan at least as far as she knew. "Actually, the bigger problem is that I don't like dresses. Maybe a nice suit would work better."

"..."

Akiha couldn't help the glance over and the way her eyes subtly racked over Katina. Yeah... she would probably look good in a suit. She was tall enough and... had a slightly masculine feel to her. Slight.

And then she realized what she was doing and strode off quickly and with purpose. Until she remembered she didn't know where Katina lived.

"Where do you live?" She stopped and focused her gaze on the orchard about them and not on Katina. "I also doubt you have enough fashion sense to select a proper suit for a woman's frame anyways. You can't just grab any suit and expect it to work with you."

"Take your time imagining it." Yeah, even if she hadn't caught Akiha glancing over, she could almost guess at it. Of course, she'd drop the line of thought from there and just try to leave Akiha more flustered.

"Hey, that's what other people are for. Fashion sense isn't a top priority in the military, and when I do need it, I can just go to someone like Excellen." In fact Excellen would probably love to put Katina in a nice suit. "Anyways, I'm living in Grell's place. She offered to put people up, and I'm not picky."

"What does you formal military uniform look like anyways? Those are usually what soldiers where for black tie affairs. At least in America." Which was where Akiha would be spending a decent amount of her time in once she graduated.

And with a destination set, Akiha set off again.

"Eh, I bet the tailoring isn't up to your standards. They're classy, but a little... cut and pasted, I guess, for everyone. Probably just a wartime problem though." Also, there isn't art for a proper formal uniform. "I made a copy of the service uniform, so I could show it off if you really wanna see it." Now, of course, she was wondering if Akiha had a thing for a woman in uniform... eh, maybe.

It wasn't all that far to the other mansion, really, at least for Katina.

Akiha's never seen someone in uniform in person before, much less a woman, other than police officers and they didn't count. They weren't soldiers. And really, Japanese policemen weren't anything remotely special. She'd seen pictures of dress uniforms and could appreciate their lines and how they made the soldier look sharp.

Which was about as much as she was expecting from Katina in a uniform.

"I won't deny I'm curious," Akiha replied. "If you recall, I did say you were the first soldier I've ever known. But it's not as if I care whether you do or do not."

"Ah, right right. Well I guess I could indulge your curiosity if nothing else, since you're putting up with me in your place." It totally makes up for Katina threatening to blow up her door and break windows, right?

They reached Grell's imitation mansion, Katina not even stopping to knock or otherwise make her presence known. Really, if Grell was there she probably already knew knowing her, so no need to bother. She headed for her room without a word, not far from the entrance. "Wait outside my room, it's not big enough to bother the egg."

If Akiha insists or peeks, her room is a little messy right now.

No, it doesn't. Katina still has to make up for that. She has several options to do so if she thought about them.

Akiha looks over Grell's place as she follows along, giving a slight snobbish sniff as she finds it not to her standards. She will glance as Katina goes inside, but really... she lives with Kris. Katina's room, while messy, isn't as messy as the magicians.

Leaning against the hall wall, Akiha idly bounced the bag lightly against her leg. Apparently the egg liked it, not that Akiha noticed.

Maybe she'll make up for it... in bed. Or she can just help out around the place and cook for Akiha.

Katina hadn't really expected it to be up to Akiha's standards. There was something particularly grand about the Tohno mansion, even if it was still smaller than the royal palace in Riksent. Even Katina could tell that much.

There are sounds of things bumping and shuffling as Katina packs up; in barely minutes, she's stepping back out into the hallway with a well stuffed backpack. "All ready to go."

Akiha, still bouncing the bag and egg, raises an eyebrow. "If you're going to be living with me long enough to need all that... there will be issues." Such as the whole lack of blood-drinking.

Since Katina said she was ready, Akiha lead the way back out and across the Orchard. A minute into the trees, she suddenly stops then hands the bag with the egg over to Katina.

"Take it. There's a small gaggle of geese up ahead. See?" She points to the side of the path where the birds were mulling about, picking at berries.

"Better to be too prepared than to not have something when I need it." Which is why she stuffed a gun and the ring of strength she got from Kris in it as well. They probably won't need to fight anything but what if a monster hatched, what then?

Katina follows closely, carrying the heavy pack with practiced ease; at least it didn't have any sort of camping equipment to weigh it down. She stops, silent, when Akiha does, taking the egg without any questions, and looking out at the geese. "Yeah. What about 'em?"

"...don't you ever hunt?"

Akiha gave Katina a bit of a look before she started toward the birds. Normally, she wouldn't even let the pilot see her hunt, see how her demeanor changed, but Katina already knew what she was. So, she wouldn't be surprised by the way she moved like a predator... hunting.

Her footsteps were light, making very little sound, as she drew closer. She wasn't hurrying at all as she watched the geese. She wanted to get a good look at them all so she could pick the best one. And once she got about twenty feet away, her fingers curled a bit and she smirked just before her hair blazed red. Instantly, one of the large geese released a death cry, feathers bursting into flame for a second, before flopping dead on the ground. The rest of the birds took off into the air.

Akiha rolled her neck a bit before her hair immediately went black. Time to collect her prey.

"I just didn't expect you to make a random hunting stop on the way back." And just from that look, Katina realized that Akiha was going to be the one hunting. So she knelt, watching Akiha closely as she stalked the birds. There was that predatory side, the primal instincts that had been aimed at her, though it was still clearly the girl and not the demon in control.

She almost jumped at the momentary display of power that slayed the goose, attention torn between the briefly red-haired girl and the bird she'd completely killed the crap out of. When it wasn't being used against her, that power was almost exciting to watch in action.

In all honesty, neither was Akiha. She hadn't planned on hunting, but she'd been in the Garden long enough to not overlook the chance when good game wandered close by in the place where they were allowed to hunt. It was also very easy for her to hunt, given her powers, that it took very little time.

She picked the goose up by the neck, brushed the charred feathers off of it with some leaves to keep her hands fairly clean, and then headed back to the path.

"I assume you have a healthy appetite and the meat stores in the mansion were getting low anyways," Akiha replied as she joined Katina. "You can dress it when we get back."

Since Akiha didn't care to do that part of the hunting. And Katina had to earn her keep somehow.

Hunting hasn't been one of Katina's priorities, when there are other ways to get food. It'd be a pain to go hunting day after day and then need more ammo, even if having a whole, fresh animal to work with would be a lot tastier than anything else; plus, laziness.

Katina shrugged, turning to head off back towards the mansion. "I've heard that goose is kinda hard to cook, though, so if you want me to try roasting the whole thing, try not to be disappointed if it sucks." Really she'd be a lot better off avoiding the trouble and cutting it up, but if Akiha wants her to try, she'll do it.

"Roasted goose is a lot like pheasant. In that I only trust Kohaku to prepare it right. You can cut it up however you need to." Akiha sighed. Her standards for food had really dropped since... no one in the mansion could really cook.

"Do remember that my expectations for you save a few things are generally low."

"Tch. Probably for the best this time. Maybe I'll just fry it or something... everything's good fried." Katina was, as much as anything, muttering to herself. It was probably some kind of great sacrilege to deep fry a goose, but it was also a lot easier than dealing with the particulars.

Normally, Katina doesn't worry too much about other people's standards. She's mostly only cooked for herself, and the few people she's fed haven't been too worried about gourmet cooking. It'd be nice to find some are she could impress Akiha in, though.

Cooking wasn't going to be it; Akiha would only be impressed by something better than what Kohaku could make. There were a few things Katina could impress Akiha with, but she wasn't about to give up what those high-expectation items were. Some day they would come up.

"As long as it's not every night. I don't eat tempura or other fried foods often. I like my weight where it is." Okay, she'd accept a few more pounds if it gave her a chest, but since that isn't ever going to happen, she'd stick with her body the way it was.

For some women - like Excellen - it seemed like everything went straight to their boobs. Katina wasn't too keen on having a rack herself, if only because of worries that it would get in the way, but she could understand the envy.

She could also understand weight worries though. "This'll be the only thing I fry then. Wouldn't wanna risk that slender figure of yours, I'm sure you put a ton of effort into it." For all she knew, being what Akiha was made it easier on her.

Blue eyes flashed over to glare at Katina. "Just because you don't see me running around every day outside, doesn't mean I do nothing to keep myself fit." Which gave away the fact that she was aware of Katina and Subaru's morning jog. How ever would she know that?

It was easier for her than most others because she was half-demon. But one look at some of her extended family and the branch families would make it easy to see that being demon didn't make them immune to being fat.

"Forgive me for liking my stomach to be flat and legs toned," she snapped back then picked up her pace as the mansion came into view.

An excuse to watch Subaru and Katina running around in shorts, panting and getting sweaty? Yeah, she wouldn't be surprised if Akiha had watched from afar at least a few times, not that she could blame anyone for it.

"So you've got some kinda workout room in the mansion? Maybe a treadmill? I can't really see you lifting weights, if only because I don't think you'd really need 'em." Katina shifted the egg around, glancing at it to make sure it was secure. "Don't worry, I'm sure everyone else likes you with a flat stomach and toned legs too."

Akiha muttered mostly under her breath. "I doubt anyone does." Kris didn't count. Kris never counted because she made no sense at all.

"No, I don't have such a room, but I have a secluded garden behind the mansion. And a routine I do a couple times a week." Thanks to Souka.

If Katina had heard that, she would have been tempted to object to it out loud. A timely bit of gurgling from the egg spoiled that though - Katina looked down at it, frowning, almost daring it to start making a fuss.

"So, hiding out back, huh?" she teased. "It's good that you're keeping yourself in shape, though, even if you have to do it in some kinda secret garden."

"Must I remind you that I am a private person?" Akiha shot Katina a look and then checked on the egg herself. "And for good reason."

She opened the mansion and actually held the door open for Katina. Imagine that.

"Yeah, yeah I get that." Katina sighed, hoisting the egg up a little to give it a closer look. "Girl can't take a little teasing, can she?"

Don't even point out that she's already talking to the stupid thing.

That little bit of politeness actually gives Katina a moment's pause, looking over at Akiha. "Can't tell if you're actually being nice, or just want to make some kind of point about manners."

Poor, poor egg.

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