16061/Xenia Zeus!

Xenia Zeus!
Date of Scene:	11 October 2023
Location:	Vasquez Home
Synopsis:	A good kitty is a sleeping kitty!
Cast of Characters:	Billy Batson, Sharon Smith

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Billy Batson has posed:
Shazam had brought a somewhat pouty Catseye to Billy's apartment via portal. He explained that Billy was a friend who would treat her to food and some clothes from his sisters. Shazam had to go for a bit but Billy was around and she should make herself at home. For the moment. He'd get Billy.

In true superhero fashion he left through the window. Cue a boom of thunder. Outside Billy waited a few minutes to make things look good then climbed the stair to his apartment over the garage. He poked his head in wondering how much trouble this cat person could get into in five or ten minutes. He didn't expect theft. She seemed more the type to take something in front of you. Billy sticks his head in.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith was obviously going to go through Billy's things while he wasn't looking. She probably would have carried on to go through them while he was looking. She seemed to be going through his closet. The purple haired girl seemed to be trading his hoodie out for a different style of shirt... one which she hadn't found yet. She held up a red one, examined it and then tossed it aside to search for something else. "Are all these your sister's?" she asked when she noticed him. Did she think Billy dressed like a girl?!

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson pauses for a second. Then a little more as he counts to ten in Greek. This was... sometimes Shazam was an oaf. "Listen, you're rooting in my closet, making a mess and insulting the clothes you find. I believe in hospitality but we need to set some boundaries. Please put those clothes back the way you found them. I'll make you some sausage pizza while you do that... oh there's some clean laundry. If you want to change." He goes to make the pizza, trying not to look at Sharon too closely. There being a little more of her to look at than when Shazam left.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith gave him an odd look. "I'm not insulting them" she complained. "But if I were... I would call this one lazy and this one bad at cooking." she pointed randomly to two shirts. It was hopefully an attempt at comedy. It was hard to tell when Catseye was telling a joke, because she always said things with such a straight face, it was hard to tell. She conceeded to put his clothes back how she found it, and even added the gym clothes to those that were waiting to be clean. It was perhaps a little less neat than the pile had been earlier, but asking Catseye to fold clothes was not likely to yield any substantive results. The purple haired girl then went to where he gestured at his clean laundry, leaning down to shuffle through his drawers.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson smiles and gives her a 'thanks.' Her joke does get a chuckle. Eyes front mister. "I appreciate it. I have a girlfriend who can literally show up out of nowhere and younger sibling coming in and out of here all the time and... " He lets it go, as well as the niceties of folding laundry. She may have never done it before. He appreciates the effort. The micro wave dings. Billy gets the pizzas out and sets them on his small table. He goes over to hold out Catseye's chair for her. "Here you go. I got water, coffee, and orange juice."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith eventually assembled some sort of outfit out of Billy's clean clothes It was a bit excessive, with shorts over sweatpants and a shirt over a different hoodie... usually shirts went on the inside of the sweatshirt, but Catseye was trying new things. She settled cross-legged on his chair. "I am also very sneaky"s he warned, narrowing her eyes at him before spying over the pizza.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson looks at her appraisingly. "Why would you say that? Ok, you're sneaky and you want to do something sneaky to me. that puts me on my guard. If you're not going to do anything sneaky also it puts me on my guard and makes things a little awkward? And saying you are sneaky, is not sneaky. Do you mean you like to sneak up on people? that can be kind of funny. How is the pizza? I got the kind with meat on it because I heard you're also a cat person." He remembers to breathe.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith picked at her foot, sniffed it, nibbled, and occasionally ate whole bites. It was a very cat-like way of eating, but maybe cats had it right the whole time. "It's sneaky if you are sneaky" she counter-offered. "I like pizza" she decided when put on the spot. She wasn't going to give it the same wild enthusiasm a turtle based mutant, but decided pizza was fair enough for a compliment.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batsonahs. "Fair enough. What kind of sneaky things have people tried to do to you, Sharon? Is it anything you want to talk about." He had eaten one piece of his pizza and now slides the second piece to the purple haired guest. "I like you so far," he announces.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith tilted her head to consider. "Dressed me up... feed me pizza, take me to strange rocks. She gave a long, lost look before shrugging and adding. "You know. The usual" she explained

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson says, "Well I'm sorry about the strange rock. Shazam doesn't think everything through. No more strange Rocks, You can wear what you like, that's a cute outfit you made. As for the pizza, I delivered on that. I'm not going to be sneaky with you. Let's just respect each other, I mean I never had a cat. If I break cat protocol you correct me and if you break house guest rules, I'll tell you. Here, you want some more pizza?" He indicates the last slice.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith wasn't excessively chatty. It was almost eerie how she could just sit there and listen. "I can wear what I like?" she asked, grabbing the hem of her shirt as though getting ready to tear it off. She kept the shirt on however, It was just a simple ploy to see if she could get him diving under the table or covering his eyes again. She stared at the offered pizza. It wasn't at all difficult to convince her to eat another slice. Despite her aggressive eating habbits, she was in impressively good shape. Cat people must have really good gyms.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson snorts at the shirt lifting. Swallows a little at the impressive abs.

This is more than he's seen of Irie. then again, this isn't going anywhere. This is an act of charity. "So... don't say something if I don't mean it. I get you. I'm putting on the tv. You can have the remote to find a program you like. I have some work to do for my show." The dishes can wait. They're paper. He goes over to the sofa and holds up a remote to Catseye.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith wrinkles nose. "I don't like TV" she admitted. "What work are you doing?" she asked, letting the remote rest in her lap as she lazily snooped into his personal business.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson gets a tablet and shows Sharon the introduction to his show, 'The Magic Word.' "I do a show... so more tv. I had a few issues to deal with but... I'm not dumping you watch TV if you don't like it. What do you want to do? We'll do that." What does a cat girl like to do? What do cats like to do. Darla is the cat person in the Shazamily but... Darla would have a field day with this.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith gave a soft "Oh... I can't do your show?" she asked, almost sounding like a complaint. His last dangerous words of do what she wants to do got a very scary sounding "Okay!" from the wild cat person. She didn't elaborate, but she must have had something in mind.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson turns around to Sharon and nose beeps her. "I'm not doing my show now. I'm scheduling stuff for it. What else you want to do? I... have a couple board games, some video games. I started collecting movies. I have music I could play." Actually he has a shit ton of music gotten very cheaply through his business association with Shaw Studios.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith smirked "Things" she said with a smirk. She seemed amused to keep her intentions a mystery. It was more perilous seeming that way.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson gives the feral femme fatale a sidelong glance. "Well... why are you looking at me like that?" He realizes this is not the look of a fair maiden who wanted to play Risk or Baldur's Gate 3. He rubs the back of his neck.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith just grinned at his question. She might not have had anything planned, but there was some simple enjoyment in watching Billy get more nervous just by smiling at him.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson moves a little further away from Sharon on the sofa, pretending to stretch.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith leered towards Billy in a crawling motion. She kept that wild, evil look in her eyes as she draped atop of him, her arms folding over his chest as she did a remarkable job of taking over his personal space. Her feet kicked happily in the air behind her as she enjoyed being obnoxious.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson is presented with a pretty girl far closer to him than they usual get. What about Irie? Wnat should he do? Those lips so close. The hard, slim little hard body draped on him...

"Bwahahahahahahahaha!" Billy shakes with laughter. After a moment he covers his mouth and turns his head so he isn't laughing in Catseye's face. He looks back at her and starts laughing again dropping his head on the back of the sofa cushion. "You're so silly! I mean in an adorable sort of way! Hahahahahahahahaha! Sorry hehehehe..."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith 's lips weren't the only thing drawing close... her nose was as well! Her once button nose was turning into a pancake as she leered at the poor boy, leaving a warm wath of pizza breath over his face.

Catseye tilted her head back at the sudden loud burst of laughter. She seemed briefly confused, but then just perched up on him with a smug smile. It was clear Sharon was trying to get a reaction out of Billy, but she didn't seem very particular on exactly what type of reaction, whether it was squirming in fear or giddily giggling, it was mission complete.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson stops laughing then says, "You wanna get off me now? I mean do you think you have to behave this way for me to let you stay? Because you don't. Also I'm spoken for and Irie, is not to be trifled with. I'd like to help you. Running around as a stray cat must be really hard on you. Feet, dogs, other cats, looking for food. I'm sure I can't imagine."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith sits up on Billy. Even though Catseye wasn't particularly big, she had some weight to her. It wasn't enough to crush him, but it was impossible not to notice her presence sitting on him. "You do speak alot" she agreed, ignorantly seeming to misinterpret Billy being 'spoken for.' At least she wasn't breathing pizza breath over his face anymore.

"It's not hard. It might be hard for you, but I don't mind." she ernestly explained. "Dressing up and talking to people is hard." she claimed before mimicing random human pleasantries for example. "Good day sir. The weather is very rainy. My car is in tip top shape. Did you read the news? My stocks are very stocky today." her head wobbled back and forth as she listed off the silly examples.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson Starts laughing again. "You're very funny." He attempts to get out from under Catseye, it not being very comfortable unless you're making out. Then he puts his hand on her leg to try to roll her off him. "Do you want to play a game? Checkers? Cards? Or take a walk? I could do my show with you?"

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith was comically very stubborn about being pushed off. She seemed to shift the wrong way each time he pushed at her. It wasn't impossible to move the odd, purple haired girl, but it took a good bit of effort before he finally managed to wiggle free. Even then, she draped her legs over his lap. She was always present. It was difficult not to recognize when Catseye was around, as she miraculously seemed to take up too much space. "We can play a game." she decided from the list.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson ponders and since Sharon's legs are across him, he absently begins rubbing her feet. "What games do you like to play?" It was an automatic thing. He did it for Sunny a lot, when times were good. Now he falls into it. Hey she might be a little more agreeable. That was usually the case. Of course he could hardly be felt as Billy massaging a Viltrumite. That wasn't the case here. He might be a little rough or what the purple haired minx liked.

Sharon Smith has posed:
Sharon Smith draped back lazily on the sofa. She pursed her lips to give thought to his question. "I'm good at basketball" she decided. "And wrestling... chase... tag." she listed, trying briefly to think of other sports, but was distracted with being comfortable and his idle kneading at bare skin.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson doubles his massaging. "I can keep doing this. You can nap. Cats like to sleep." Basketball was possible, chase and tag he had no doubt that would be one sided. Wrestling, yeah, not going to happen. Not with this firecracker. "I can probably manage basketball..."

Sharon Smith has posed:
Was Billy a fortune teller? Did Catseye nap on command? Her eyes were already closed, but at that moment, she seemed to stop talking. Somewhere between the foot-rub and her comfortable spot, the odd, feline inclined woman seemed to finally relax and fall into a slumber. It was difficult to tell, because Sharon wasn't exactly chatty to begin with, but even after a nudge or two, she seemed to be limp.

Billy Batson has posed:
Billy Batson pauses to do a fist pump. Brilliant. He rubs her feet a little longer, to make sure she's out of it, then carefully slips out from under her legs, trying not to jostle her. Part of him, wants the yell SHazam and scare the hell out of her. He resists the impulse. He grabs a blanket from a dresser and covers her.

She'd look innocent if he didn't know better. He goes to his faithful beanbag chair and continues working on his program via tablet.

Sharon Smith has posed:
The next time he glanced over he'd find the purple haired woman was gone. In her place was a small, black cat, who had made a nice little nest out of the blanket and discarded pile of clothes. She lay curled up in a little black ball, seeming content, and more importantly, not bothering Billy any longer. She finally seemed pleasant and peaceful, but there was that ever looming dread that she might wake up at any moment and restart her cycle of chaos...

But for now, she napped...