Then he remembered it was Blisa so... (Modern Day Conveniences RP) EDITED
This is the latest series I'm doing where we invade the world of Redwall with modern technology, but it's our chars living in it. :) Feel free to do it in your own RPs occasionally, and I hope you enjoy this log :)
Ferravale Chieftain's House: Main Room
Blisa the cat and Ferdinand the ferret. Bandit the fox.
Ah, the joys of the modern day and age. The inside air is cool in summer and warm in winter, thanks to good old fashioned central heating and cooling and electricity. Running hot and cold water on demand, indoor toilets, electric stoves, refrigerators. Ah, how wonderful is modern technology, no? Blisa is enjoying it immensely. She has her laptop out and connected to a scanner. She is putting her drawings in the scanner and loading them onto her laptop, from which she uploads them to Fluffbook for her 102 friends to see. Her flip-flops are laying on the floor like beached rafts, and her black tank-top and worn blue jeans complement her immensely. Ferdinand is sitting in a nearby chair, clothed as ever in his bodyguard's uniform, reading something on his touch-screen tablet.
Across the street Bandit waited for the cross walk light to turn. While he did he pulled out his phone and decided to check his messages. Might as well check his email as well. Maybe even get a level higher on Angry Sparrows. With modern devices came many perks, but also many draw backs. An idle life style and access to easily cooked food did not mix well with Bandit.
The fox had become rather rotund and rolly polly as of late. And perhaps a bit distracted. The fox glances up from his phone to see the light turn back from walk to don't walk once again. "H-hey! That...but...that is..." He growls and puts his phone away. Crossing his arms in disgust.
The guard outside the front door of the Chiaftain's house is struggling to not laugh at the...rotund and easily distractible fox. Blisa uploads the last drawing onto Fluffbook and goes to message the fox. "Hi! Have you seen my drawings that I uploaded? I did one of you." The picture in question is of the fox, yet more so. A caricature, if you will. He looks like a balloon with arms, legs and a tail. Oh, and a face.
Bandit missing the light once again to answer his phone the fox feels his ears droop. The picture is, sadly, not too far off and perhaps a bit more flattering of the fox's girth. With a sigh he picks himself up and slowly waddles across the street at the next light change. By the time he makes it to the other side the light is threatening to turn red again. Leaning against the light post Bandit pauses to catch his breath and then moves to the door.
Giving the guard a nasty glare he knocks twice on the door with his knuckles.
Blisa jumps out of her chair and runs to the door, ignoring her flip-flops. She opens it and look sup into the fox's eyes. Even with modern medicine and food preparation, she will always be petite. She smiles and lets the fox enter. "Oh, hi! Did you see my drawing? Whaddaya think?" The windows are all open to their fullest extent, letting the nice breeze make the house smell good. Ferdinand look sup from what he's reading and smiles.
The fox feels the sides of his stomach brush against either side of the door and sighs, "Amazingly accurate to detail." The fox was always uncomfortable around dibbuns. Especially the 'war lord in training' variety that belong to the people you work for. "Is uh, your father here? I need to talk with him about..." Bandit considers his next words carefully, wanting to spare her the gory details of the case he was working on.
Then he remembered it was Blisa so..."I need to get a warrant for an arrest. I was hoping to find Scioto home."
Blisa mutters, "It's supposed to be a caricature..." then says in a louder voice, "I'm afraid he's not here right now. I actually don't know where he is right now. Don't you have his number so you can text him?" She sits back down, unhooks the scanner from her computer, and starts to scroll through Fluffbook.
Ferdinand goes back to reading, curling up more in his chair.
The fox rubs the back of his neck, "Some things are...best spoken in person. Especially missing person cases." The fox gestures to the folder in his arm, "Beasts have been dissapearing from the village. From their homes, from the street. It's like they just...vanish. The latest is..." Bandit cuts himself off, deciding whether or not to tell the young cat details related to a case, "Regardless, if I give these to your body guard, can I trust them to get to Scioto?
Ferdinand looks up from his tablet, an offended look on his face. "Hey!" Blisa waves her paw towards the ferret and says, "Duh, of course they can be trusted. They're my /bodyguards/. But who's the last beast missing? Was it somebeast I know? As future Chieftain, I do have the right to know these things." She actually almost eaten up with curiosity, she's just trying to make excuses for it. She closes her laptop and focuses all her attention on the fox.
The fox looks at Blisa with a raised eyebrow before turning to her guard, "Let me rephrase that. Can I trust your guard to get them to Scioto with out deviating to someone ELSES paws first?" He hands the folder to the ferret and holds it there for a long moment. Giving him a serious look.
Ferdinand smiles and takes the folder. "Yeth, I'll keep it from her and all other beathtth." He tucks it inside his tunic and goes back to his tablet. Blisa scowls and crosses her arms. "Why won't you tell me, you infuriating vulpine?!" The ferret hides a smile at her tone of voice, which is frustrated and full of disbelief.
Bandit cross's his arms across his portly chest, "Oh? And tell me miss 'leader in training' if I told you how soon would I be seeing the details of this case spread across the internet?" He raises an eyebrow then begins to turn his bulky body for the door. "Thank you for your time. Take care Ferdi."
Ferdinand glares at the fox's back. "Do NOT call my Ferdi." Blisa springs up with all the energy and agility of a young adult, well, cat. "Hold it right there! Unless of course, you'd like to see what the inside of a snake looks like." She walks over to the front door and locks it. "I /don't/ spread stuff like that on the Web, and you know it. I have /never/ EVER posted open cases on the Internet. Remember how I helped you solve the case of the Disappearing Sweets? Y'know, the one where Basil was breaking into the bakery at night and eating the day-old pastries? Did I post info about that on the Web? No, I didn't. So what makes you think I'll do that with this?"
Paws on his hips the fox gives the kitten a cold hard stare, "I do remember that case, and that you still keep the snake in your basement. Speaking of which...that is...really the reason I don't want to talk to you of all people about this." The fox sighs, "Look, we are thinking that these beasts are being-" He weighs his words once again, "Eaten. And seeing as how Basil IS a snake..."
Blisa looks at the floor, thinking. "Hmm....what clues have you found? Like, have you found feathers or scale scuff marks or what? How many beasts are missing? Basil really hasn't gained any weight, and he's not exercising any more than usual...actually, he's exercising /less/ because he doesn't believe I'll take away his cheese privileges..." "Which you thould." "Yes, I really ought to...."
"Oh look at you. All grown up and acting like a detective." The fox says with a pleasant smile. He steps forward and unlocks the door. "I am no fool miss Blisa. I have entrusted the case file with Ferdinand because I know HE won't go out and try to do something rash. But if you have to know. A beast named Xia was the first to go missing, as well as other vermin. The latest though is our inn keeper. Liam though cleared out his bank account before he disappeared yesterday so..." He gave a wide shrug, "Oh well, like I said, it's not really YOUR concern. Don't worry, we will take care of it. That's what being in charge is all about. Delegating to responsibilities to others." The fox smiled pleasantly.
Blisa stomps her foot, outraged at being treated like a baby. Suddenly, her anger bursts out and she goes to bite the fox as hard as she can on his paw. Her teeth are sharp and pointy, so the vulpine should bleed. Like, allot. Ferdinand stares at them, unsure whether he should intervene or not.
The fox yelps, flailing his arm, and presumably the kitten about as he tries to open the door and force the kitten off of him, "You crazy house cat! And you wonder why no one gives you responsibility?!" He shouts back after pulling his bleeding paw away from Blisa. Using the door as a shield Bandit tries to escape the fury of the kitten.
Blisa lands on all fours and spits out blood, shouting, "Guards! Make him get back in here!!" The guards at the door go to shove the obsese fox back in and close the door behind him, locking the deadbolt firmly. The cat stands and pulls her copy of the deadbolt key out of her pocket, smiling. "Now, then. What clues do you have???" She stuffs the key back into her pocket and spits out more blood, wiping her lips on a tissue.
Bandit looks ready to explode with anger! Horrible furious anger as he is shuffled in like some...some common criminal. "Listen you mangy, little..." The fox growls, "Ffffine! We got nothing alright? All the victims are vermin. There is nothing to tie them together. They go somewhere alone and then POOF!" the fox flails his paws in the air, "Gone in the blink of an eye. Are you happy now?"
Blisa grins almost wickedly. "Purrr-fectly happy. No we're getting somewhere. I think the fact that they're all vermin is what ties them together. I suggest not going off alone anywhere..." she unlocks the door and opens it wide. "Thank you, and have a nice day."
The fox narrows his eyes and shakes his head, "Just promise me you won't do anything stupid? Pleaaaase? Your papa will have me stuffed and mounted over his fire place if you get hurt because I told you about this." That and he would feel bad as well, but no sense in telling the cat that. "Now if you excuse me I have a paw to bandage." The fox shakes his head, shuffling out of the house. "Crazy cat...."
Blisa, however, makes no promises, but rather begins to plan how to 'help' the head guard. Whether it's really a help is the question...
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