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Daniel Jackson ([personal profile] peacefulexplorer) wrote in [community profile] bigapplesauce2015-03-19 09:26 pm

cat got your tongue? [closed]

Today has been...interesting.

That's certainly a word for it.

Fortunately, Daniel has experience with "interesting." He does not, however, have a whole lot of experience with handling felines, particularly of the roommates-turned-felines-who-may-or-may-not-be-incapable-of-digesting-normal-food variety, so figuring out what Seth could eat in his somewhat furrier form has been an exercise in exasperation and barely bit-back amusement. It certainly was a trial attempting to cook while inexplicably hovering two feet above the ground, though cautious experimentation proved that Daniel could pull himself down to regular ground-level, in a manner of speaking, if he clung to a table leg or even the edge of the couch. But as soon as he let go, he would simply float back up again, perfectly suspended two feet over the apartment floor with next to no explanation as to how.

Hopefully this won't last long.

Daniel's phone has been buzzing intermittently all day, which has been both rewarding and frustrating. He's been able to tell a few things - for one, it's not just them. For another, everyone's being affected very differently, from being forced to spill out a slew of secrets to being practically forced to tell lies. Whatever Rift thing this is, the initial amusement at dealing with Seth's feline shape had faded very quickly.

Speaking of which.

Daniel glances up from his phone after punching out the last message to favor the curled-up ball of brown fur with a look of concern. He seems pretty much asleep from his position next to him - well, sort of next to him. Daniel is, for all intents and purposes, sitting cross-legged, though he's still levitating a good foot or so above the bed.

"Someone's coming," he says cautiously, unable to keep the note of apology from his voice. "He's, ah - bringing cat food." Wince. "Sorry."
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-20 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
It probably doesn't help that Seth doesn't particularly want to be handled. He's very used to being self-sufficient and independent, and right now he can't even feed himself. Or at least, not without making a mess or going to hunt for actual live animals, which is something he absolutely does not want to do.

At Daniel's voice, Seth looks up - a lot more up than he would usually have to, given both his smaller size, and physics refusing to work properly when it comes to Daniel.

He lets out of grumbly sound and his curious looks turns to a frown at the mention of cat food. Ugh. It's not as unappealing as the thought of eating mice - which he actually does have a bunch of in the freezer, as food for Monty. But even if it's not that, it's still cat food. However, Daniel seems perfectly aware and apologetic, and Seth is getting really hungry.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-20 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
As much as Seth dislikes the need to be handled, he doesn't mind being petted or touched - not by Daniel anyway. It's a nice platonic gesture of affection, and Iman's right, he can get away with it without it being too weird. But if it were a stranger it would definitely be weird. Which is another reason he doesn't want to go outside. People are just so eager to pet cats, and he doesn't want to spend every moment dodging hands.

He gives a grudging huff in reply, then stands and stretches. He better not still be a cat after multiple days. Even just for a day of this, there's a lot of adjusting to be done, and communication is only one of the challenges.

And speaking of communication, he wants to know more about this person who's coming over, but at least he trusts Daniel not to let anyone dangerous in. Have coffee with them, maybe, but not let them into Seth's safe space. He jumps off the bed then up onto the windowsill, looking out, then giving Daniel a questioning look.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-20 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
Seth gives a nod - he really wishes he knew sign language or something. Daniel knows like five dozen languages, he would probably know some sign language, right? But hopefully this doesn't last long enough for that to become necessary.

Balladeer, then. Unlikely name, unusual occupation. Given his title, it immediately strikes Seth as somewhat ironic he can only tell lies. Sounds pretty inconvenient, but at least easy enough to work around once the person he's interacting with knows what's up. Just assume the opposite.

And Seth's starting to wonder if the theme merely is inconvenience itself, though he only responds with a shrug - bit strange to do as a cat, but at least the meaning is clear. He feels like they give the Rift far too much credit in expecting it to make sense, or at least any kind of sense easily discernible to them. The Rift's only consistency seems to be its refusal to be consistent.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-20 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
It's really difficult to maintain your dignity when people keep laughing at you or taking pictures, okay? Especially when it takes you a while to figure out how your limbs work.

As for the keys, well, Seth can bring them down. It's a bit tricky throwing the keys down from the third floor, with the fire escape in the way and everything, and Seth would rather Daniel didn't hit this Balladeer guy in the head.

He points at himself with a paw, then jumps off the sill and then onto the desk where his keys are, bringing them back in his mouth. Rather than giving them to Daniel, he takes them out onto the fire escape and lies down, waiting for someone who looks like they're coming here. What does this guy even look like? It'll probably take him a while to get here, but it's not like Seth has anything better to do.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-21 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
Meanwhile, after a very strange and generally unpleasant interaction with a cashier, the Balladeer finds himself walking up to an unfamiliar apartment building with a shopping bag full of cat food. He knows very little about cats, but the wet stuff in the cans seemed like the best, so he got a couple different kinds of that. Bad enough being stuck as a cat without having to eat kibble, right?

The bells outside aren't labelled with any names, so after glancing around he fishes his phone out of his pocket to text Daniel. He probably won't want to come down, with the floating and all, but maybe he's got a window on this side.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-21 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
At the affirmation it's the right person, Seth picks up the keys in his mouth again and makes his way down the fire escape. He sticks his head out between the bars to look down at the Balladeer, who looks extremely normal for someone with a name and/or title like that. And for being a rifty on this particular day, where normal is a bit of a rarity.

Since he can't exactly say hello, he lets out of greeting meow to get his attention, then drops the keys down to him.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-21 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
The Balladeer glances up, scanning the ladder once before noticing the little cat. "Oh! Hi! You're the roommate?" Questions are good, he's found. Asking a question isn't the same thing as stating a truth, so he can usually get out the words he wants.

Luckily his reflexes are good enough to snatch the keys out of the air. "Jerk." The Balladeer blinks, brow furrowing. What? He was trying to thank him - is it because he was trying to express gratitude? He assumes Daniel mentioned what's going on, though, so he just shrugs in vague apology up at the cat. "I'll be going then," he says, and then enters the building to head up to the apartment and knock on the door.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-21 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Seth gives a nod to the question - through really, it's Daniel who's the roommate, and Seth is the primary inhabitant of the apartment. But everything's relevant, supposedly.

His ears prick up at the insult, more out of surprise than anything else. He thinks he gets the gist of what the Balladeer was going for though. He heads back upstairs and gives a sound of acknowledgement in response to Daniel as he pops back inside, then goes to take a seat on the couch.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-21 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
He tried, you guys. The Balladeer knew about the floating already, of course, but he still can't help but raise an eyebrow at the sight of Daniel kneeling on thin air to get the door. See, that he would be okay with. Sure, he'd be stuck in the apartment for a while, but as long as it really DID wear off after a day or two, it could be fun. At least he'd still be able to call people and have real conversations.

"Hello!" He steps in quickly, to limit the amount of time people could conceivably see the floating from the hall, and just proffers the bag of cat food to Daniel without a word. Things would be easier, really, if he just kept quiet during this whole incident.

He isn't good at keeping quiet. "You need to pay me back right away."
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-21 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
There's really nothing to fear regarding the rest of the building. Gabe's the only other person who even lives here anymore, after Johnny moved out - Seth wonders if he's going through something like this, but Johnny hasn't exactly been the most communicative lately, understandably enough. And well, Gabe's not even home, he's apparently somewhere with Peter-in-the-form-of-a-goose stuck to his hand. The mental image is still funny as hell.

Seth eyes the bag of catfood with mixture of distrust and gratitude. He is hungry, but catfood has never smelled particularly appealing in human form, so he's a bit wary of it. He pulls his attention back to the Balladeer though, and raises a paw in greeting.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-21 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, the receipt is in the bag. The Balladeer's not even going to attempt to tell Daniel how much he paid for it, he's sure he'd start spouting some outlandish figure. He can practically feel it on the tip of his tongue right now. It really wasn't that expensive.

Instead he just lifts a hand to wave at Seth the cat. "Terrible to meet you," he says in a completely friendly tone, before following it up with a more sarcastic "Great day we're having."
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-22 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
If a cat could snicker, that's what Seth would be doing right now. Most people he has sympathy for, but Peter absolutely deserves to be a goose for a little while. At least cats can be somewhat dignified - hell, Daniel could probably ramble for hours about how they used to be worshipped. He's big on Ancient Egypt and all that.

And it turns out interpreting the Balladeer is a lot easier than expected. He can imagine imparting specific information must be tricky, but as long as you know to flip the meaning, the general idea of what he's saying is easy to grasp.

As he doesn't have anything he can really add to the conversation, at least not in the form of words, he jumps off the couch and heads over to Daniel to inspect what sort of food the Balladeer brought. On the way there he picks up the bag in his mouth, since Daniel is a bit too far up to easily pick it up himself, and jumps onto the kitchen counter.

Or he tries to, but instead he steps on the plastic bag still held in his mouth, so when he goes to leap it stops his creation of momentum halfway, and he crashes headfirst into the counter. Well. Forget the part about dignified.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-22 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
The Balladeer takes the bills and slips them into his pocket without bothering to count them. "Yeah, my friend Greta's still at her house." He considers that statement for a second, decides the meaning isn't quite clear, and adds, "We know where she is? Iman..."

He trails off, just giving Daniel a rueful look and a shrug. If he's been talking with her, then the subject of Greta's likely come up already. The poor woman seemed frantic looking for her. The Balladeer's pretty worried too, to be honest; he knows the city is still a bit large for Greta to bear, and it's not really like her to walk out without her phone or anything. But he's already checked the park, and he isn't exactly sure where else she may have gone...

Seth's little slip-up startles him out of those thoughts, at least. "Oh, god! Are you alright?" He leans down to peer at the fallen cat. This is already starting to remind him of the last time he was around Daniel.
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-22 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
The thing mostly likely to get permanent damage today is his pride, really. The Balladeer is getting a great first impression. Really, Seth isn't usually this hopeless and infantile, he's a responsible adult, he can drive a car and do his taxes. Except for how he does neither of those things here.

He gives a disgruntled sound in reply to them both, giving his head a shake and reaching up with a paw to rub at it for a second. He appreciates the Balladeer's concern though - not so much because he needs it, but because it obviously shows that he's nothing like the asshole his words have been making him sound like. Seth's just going to.. bring this bag to the Balladeer - he should at least be able to pick it up without incident.

And he knows it would just be simpler to indicate he wanted to be picked up himself and lifted somewhere, but that's just not going to happen. He refuses to be carried. At least when he makes a second, bag-less attempt at jumping up onto the counter, he succeeds without crashing or knocking anything over.
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[personal profile] singthesong 2015-03-23 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
To be fair, Seth, the Balladeer has never driven a car OR paid taxes in his life. You're probably much more of a normal responsible adult than he is.

Right now, anyway, he's the only person here with both gravity and hands, so he grabs the bag and straightens, putting it on the counter. "Shame." Wow, it's like this thing is going out of its way to make him sound like an awful person. "You said it'd probably only last a few days, right? You'll probably never get back to normal. I got the food that looked the worst, hope it's disgusting."
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[personal profile] powerdealer 2015-03-23 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
He's also helped bury quite a few bodies, almost caused an apocalypse, and spent most of the past decade working illegally as a dealer. So, you know. Adult? Sure. Responsible? Eeehhhh... Normal? Yeah, no. Maybe not the wildest by Rift standards, but "normal" is a stretch.

Seth sniffs cautiously at the bowl of food. It smells a lot less gross than he imagined. And, well, he has completely different tastebuds, right? This is the stuff cats usually eat. And he is really hungry. Ugh.

Before he can convince himself to taste, Daniel mentions the rain-induced imperceptibility, and Seth has to make his feelings on that topic known. He does so by raising his head and letting out a sound somewhere between a growl and a moan, best interpreted as him swearing about that fucking rain. That first day ranks pretty high on his list of Worst Days Ever since his escape from the rebel base. And he's had quite a few bad ones.

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