15314/Feeders, Keepers

Feeders, Keepers
Date of Scene:	05 July 2023
Location:	Blake House
Synopsis:	Catman meets... Batseye!
Cast of Characters:	Sharon Smith, Thomas Blake

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Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith sits cross-legged atop of Thomas Blake's bed wearing a Batman mask. She might have picked up a Catman one, but she couldn't find one at the store. Not to say they're selling off the shelves, they're just hard to find. One can't say Catseye doesn't have a sense of humor. It's usually hard to tell, because she's usually seems so serious in her tone and expression, but the silly mask had to be an attempt at comedy. She probably should have added more to better complete the outfit. A cape, gloves,... maybe pants! Oh well... small black cats could only carry around so much before being entirely encumbered, so the mutant made due. It at least got the point across.

"Got you!" catseye announced as he walked into the room. That's not how pranks generally tended to work... but he couldn't fault her for trying.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake in the time most cynical and world weary crooks would take to raise an eyebrow, Thomas screams and leaps. It was a mock scream. His real growl would have her claws out. The leap is real, plunging onto her in the father of all hugs, hopefully not carrying them off the bed. He begins poking her, seeking a ticklish spot. "So caped Crusader, we meet at last... you're shorter than I expected... and softer... and you smell better than I thought you would." He tries to lift the mask, wary of a nip. Sonuvabitch! I been hoodwinked! Gotta say, this is a great surprise! So what now?" He rubs his forehead on hers if she allows it.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith 's arms and legs latch around him in an dramatic, eternal death struggle. "Muwhah-..." she paused to adjust the plastic mask that had fallen over her eyes. "Muwhaha... you are powerless to stop my evil plans!" She just giggled and tilted her head to bump the blue forhead of the mask against him "I forgot my cape" she reluctantly admitted. It was a complete miss on a bat outfit, but the cheap mask was nice!

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake gets his hands sort of loose and then rises, the girl still attached and sort of worn across his chest. "Hunh, not giving up?" He gives her hair a stroke, then returns the hug, giving her some support as he sits back down in an easy chair with her. "This is like when Bugs Bunny tried wrestling." He gives her hair a tossle, looks down into blue eyes. "Okay, you got me. What are you going to do with me?"

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith held on like a batman themed monkey as he stood and sat back down. She tucked her feet against his tighs as she settled into a more comfortable position on his lap. "I didn't think that far..." she admitted with a blue-eyed blink behind the mask. She tilted her head in speculation before shrugging. "I usually just eat anything I catch" she claimed, leaning forward to give a mock 'om-nom' against his shoulder. The silly plastic mask kept her teeth from making contact.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake returns the nom with a little interest, nipping her on the shoulder. He lets her settle in. He removes the silly plastic mask and holds it in front of his face announcing in a gravelly voice, "I'm Batman... no that's just wrong. Here's your costume back. can I get you something? Sorry, no lasagna today. I do that Mondays." He hands her the mask.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith gasped, lifting her hands. "My secret identity!" she complained. "I fooled you... actually it's me Sharon!" she boasted with a proud smile. Yes... that much was fairly obvious, from the purple hair and not being a man, her 'batman' outfit simply wasn't very convincing. "Why do I never come on lasagna day." she complained, taking the mask as she clambered up to her feet. She was about to hop off the bed, but thought instead to very cleverly put the mask back on and stand over him in a heroic stance, her fists planted on her hips "Batman demands lasagna." she claimed. It was an awkward position for the Catman turned waiter to take her food order from, but he was fortunate enough to have front-row seats to Catseye's one woman show, the Batman Impersonatior. One Night Only!

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake getds up from his chair and stands before Batseye. He's not that much shorter than her and he displays the aloofness that makes him Catman. Poker face, dead eyed stare he says, "You ask me nicely, like a sweet kitty."He sticks his finger out to give her tummy a little tickle, or you get a swat. Then you will have to wage war on crime standing up for a bit... and I have to say, this is the best damned disguise ever."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith Gave a huff. "Batman is not a sweet kitty!" she claimed. She moved quickly toward him as he started rising from the chair. She planted her foot on his thigh to try and keep him down. In the end, there wasn't much weight behind the BatCat's dramatic pose, so he had little trouble standing upright again, not that she didn't *try* to hold him down, but it mostly involved a lot of one-legged bouncing as she tried to push him back. "He makes demands, not requests!"

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake grabs her leg behind the knee and bends it to let him get closer. Then his other hand darts out t attempt a dreaded tickle attack. "That's too bad... I have no lasagna for Batman. I saved a piece for sweet little Sharon." More tickles. "Also, you're way too little to bully me right now and if you turn tiger... not enough lasagna. I tell you what... give me a hug and I'll set you up."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith gave a squeak, and fell back, her hands swatting at his hand in a somewhat catlike fashion. It wasn't very effective tactic, especially when held up by her leg to hang in an upside-down battle with a tickling hand. Her other foot lifted to help entangle his hands as she struggled. "Just a hug?" she asked, finally ending her struggle.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake turns the girl right side up and sets her down, almost acing as though she is weightless. Now he does raise an eyebrow? "I... am in a relationship right now. Horsing around is okay, snuggles are okay. I mean, I don't blackmail people... well there was that... no that was extortion. A one time thing. Nope not a blackmailer. Why what did you have in mind?" He peers at her.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith blinked at him as she was finally pulled rightside up. "I was thinking it's a cheap deal." she admitted, pulling the mask over her head to narrow her eyes and give him a considering look as she thought of a fair price for lasagna. She smirked as she decided instead to outstretch her hand. She seemed all too tickled that she might be able to steal lasagna with a handshake.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake shakes hands solemnly with Sharon, then gives a yank, pulling her into a hug. The fiend. "The handshake was to close the deal. The hug is the payment. And it's the best deal you'll get for quite some time, judging by the way a hundred pound girl ate ten pounds of lasagna." He snuggles her mercilessly. Nyaaaan!

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith gave a 'bleah' as she was pulled into the hug. She mock, struggled against him, but eventually wrapped her arms around to give him a generous pat on the shoulders instead. "Fiine..." she acklowledged.

"I know you have Rasputin. I won't take his place." she claimed about relationships. "Yet..." she added for evil dramatics.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake geezes. "That's fine. I'm sure vet visits would be really expensive for you. You aren't taking Pixie's place either. She's way more affectionate." He jiggles her feet onto his and walks her into the kitchen, her feet on his. He indicates for er to sit and then gets a container from the fridge that he sticks in the microwave oven. While the MW does its magic he removes his sjacket and unbuttons his shirt. Phew.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith did her best to keep balance, she even managed to turn as she road his feet to the kitchen. She eventually dismounted to sit on the kitchen table as she waited for the lasagna with anticipation. She pulled her feet up to sit cross-legged as she waited. "Pixie? I haven't seen that one yet." she said, giving a pointless sniff at the air, but her human nose was terrible at picking up scents. "I can be affectionate!" she stated in light protest.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake hahs lightly, bringing her the lasagna. He sets a plate and utensils before her, enjoying the smell. His nose might not win prizes next t Wolverine's but it was about as good as humans got. He sits down looking up at her and says, "Talk is cheap." then he steals a bite of her lasagna with a fork, he'd palmed.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith knelt up, lifting her hands like claws as she gave a 'rawer.' It wasn't much of a display of affection as it was a very... weak threat. She set the silly bat mask aside and scooted back to make room for the plate of lasagna. She didn't grab the untensils. It wasn't that she didn't know how to use them, but it was simply more fun to lick her fingers clean than to bother with forks and knives.