``we are the monsters underneath your bed``foxxy!

[Jinx]

I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

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"I used to be such a prime example, I used to be so original...I used to pray that God was with me, I used to make my parents proud. I used to care I was being careful, made sure I showed it to those who I loved..." The words were melancholy, and maybe not one hundred percent accurate in the voice of the speaker. But since when did singing a song make it true for you? It was a song by this band Jinxie had discovered a while back called Brand New, and she was particularly enjoying reminiscing back to times when she had the means to listen to any music at all (stealing an iPod was oh so risky and oh so impractical--where to get the songs or how to charge it?), so she was left to fill in the silence on her own. Not that she minded. "All right, so that's not true. I never gave a fuck about my parents, and the same goes for God. So sue me." The girl wasn't sure who she was talking to, but she was willing to bet that the one to respond would be someone no one else could hear--that ever endearing Voice Inside Her Head. Who knew? Maybe it would even surprise her and be a religious nut. Oh God wouldn't that be fucking grand? Not only would she be schizophrenic, she'd be in the middle of a semantics battle too! "That's all I need," She muttered grumpily, slowing to check out her reflection in a dark yet reflective store mirror. Pale skin, small upturned nose, extremely peculiar pink irises in wide, cat-shaped eyes (her favorite feature--being feline was not a bad thing at all, especially not if it gave her the title of cat burgular...Ha, ha, that was almost funny, cat burgular. Not really.), meticulously styled pink hair...Yup, she stood out. But even as homeless as she was (pssh, as if there were degrees of homelessness?!), Jinx was still far too proud of a creature to let herself look bad. She had only a few possessions to her name (at least, that were valuable enough to carry around) but when she'd left the H.I.V.E. Five, she had brought her clothes with her. Duh. She couldn't very well lug all that around, but she did have a few spare changes, and she made it a point to get a shower. Every. Day. She was a lady, dammit, no matter how much she could act otherwise, and a lady smelled nice and looked nice! The logistics of being a high-maitenance homeless chick were difficult, but there was a youth hostel in Jump City that gladly let her use their shower facilities whenever. Apparently they didn't care what side you aligned yourself with. Okay, yeah, maybe Jinx wasn't always smart--her pride got in the way of her staying at the youth hostel for any longer than to refresh herself. In her mind, living on the streets and fighting for yourself was so much preferred to letting someone fawn over you. Sure, that sounded nice sometimes, but Jinx had given up on fancies like that a long time ago. It was something you just had to do when you figured out your own mum couldn't do it for you.

Coughing lightly into her elbow, Jinx thought with a wrinkle of her dainty nose that she might be getting sick. "Fucking A. Isn't that nice?" She snarled to herself, shaking her head in disbelief. She couldn't believe her luck! "Oh. Wait. Haha. That's right. I can!" She burst out, pushing her hand through her bangs angstfully and sighing, sliding down the wall and planting her butt on the ground, her voice and entire demeanor rueful and upset. I'm a fucking basketcase. Moody, even talking to myself. The perfect duo. She sighed, shaking her head and placing her fingers to her temples, massaging there in an attempt to abate the headache that was swiftly coming on. From between her hands, she watched as somebody passed by. She would be unconcerned if it wasn't for the fact that she'd tripped them with her outstretched legs. Not that that itself concerned her--she wasn't even trying to be good today, she was just trying to be broody and sulky and...something.[/blockquote]

[Tailchaser]

Tetroneaque was strolling down the road, picking pockets as he went. It was so terribly easy that he almost felt bad about doing it, almost being the key word. The thing that kept him doing it wasn't for any real sense of needing money or the other items he took, it was simply that everyone had such neat items in their pockets! He was completely enthralled by a particular little device with a screen in it. He had no idea what it did and was busy trying to figure it out. In fact he was so focused on the item that he tripped on something.

Only his natural kitsune agility let him tuck into the roll and come up in a crouched position. He cast a glance back at what had tripped him and noticed a most peculiar looking girl sitting there. He totally forgot about the little device (which he'd dropped and broken when he tripped) once he saw her. She was pretty cute for a human. Or was she human? He didn't care, and decided to talk to her. He did a little back flip for no real discernible reason, landing right in front of her.

"Hello there." He stated in a most friendly manner, his green eyes twinkling eerily through his mask's eye slits. "I believe you tripped me. Not really a proper greeting...or is it? I'm not sure. I'm rather new to town, so I'm still getting used to things."

[Jinx]

I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

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Jinx had just been lapsing into a familiar state of drowsy sleep when she felt something smack up against her outstretched legs, heard a noise as something went moving past. Silver-painted lids lifted to watch a strange character in a cloak tumble on by, saving themselves from embarassment by executing a move that a gymnast like Jinx could be appreciative of. They glanced back at her, and Jinxie was surprised to see he (well, she thought it was a he) was wearing a mask. Odd. But then again, Jinxie was the absolute last person to judge based on looks. After all, she had that happen to her enough to know that it sucked, and maybe he wasn't happy with who he was. Hmph, join the club, buddy, Jinx thought grumpily. A mask wouldn't help her--she'd fucked up her life too much to hide. Not good enough as a villian, too pitiful to make it as a hero, she was known around the city. Any ties she had had as a villian had been cut when she'd switched sides, and when her alliance had changed for the darker side again (through what she viewed as accepting failure on her part more than an actual choice), she'd lost all respect from her (ex) fellow heroes, too. Nope, no mask for her, she just had to get out of Jump City. Too bad the familiar was all she knew (well, duh, look at the definition of familiar).

"Maybe I didn't trip you so much as you tripped over me," The girl drawled, really in no mood to make friends with anyone. And it was half true--she hadn't malevolently been trying to trip him, but then again, she'd known she was just causing problems when she'd stuck her feet out in a crowded walkway. The funny thing was that today, she just didn't give a damn. Continuing in her aloof, contemplative tone that suggested she was examining her nails for chips in the paint (because it just seemed like the perfect lazy, uninterested action to go along with her tone), "New, huh? Awesome." She didn't sound like she thought so--she sounded like she was saying what was expected of her to say to move the conversation forward--closer to goodbye. This kid was odd, and just really really annoyingly friendly considering she'd just tripped him.[/blockquote]

[Tailchaser]

"Perhaps I did trip over you. I wasn't really paying attention, cause I was playing around with that... well whatever it was." Tetroneaque stated bluntly, pointing at the broken remains of the ipod that lay shattered on the sidewalk. He shrugged it off though, already forgetting about the little device. It wasn't his after all. He tilted his head to one side as if he were trying to remember something, but then his eyes were drawn to Jinx's outlandishly pink hair.

Tetroneaque leaned in close to her face. Apparently the term 'personal space' was totally alien to the friendly kitsune. His masked face was literally inches away from that of Jinx as he simply stared at her eyes. At first he'd simply wanted to get a closer look at her oddly colored hair, but now that he was close he was staring at her oddly colored eyes instead. They seemed almost feline to him too, which was quite interesting.

"You have very pretty eyes." He stated, wondering how a human could have such interesting eyes.

[Jinx]

I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

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Jinx cast a sidelong glance at what the boy was indicating. "That would be, well, was an iPod. A nice one too," She said, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. First off, what kind of person didn't know an iPod when they had one in their possession? It wasn't like Jinx personally lamented the death of the gadget--electronics were highly impractical to have in your possession when you lived on the street. Sure music would have been nice, but...food was nice too. And clothes. So she didn't waste the effort to carry one. And second off! He just accepted that it may be his fault, just like that? How unorthodox. This was especially true when he leaned waaaay in her personal space. Okay, that made Jinx's demeanor switch from tired, bored tolerance to barely contained anger and annoyance.

If Jinxie was going to quote anything, it would have been Alice in Wonderland, and it would have been that this was getting "curioser and curioser", but that was a bit out of character, so she responded with something a bit more characteristic when the dude stuck his face extremely close to her. "Um...thanks. But you have about three seconds to get out of my fucking face," She warned, her "very pretty eyes" flashing dangerously. She didn't allow people this close to her. Duh! Did Jinx seem like a touchy-feely type of gal?[/blockquote]

[Tailchaser]

"Fair enough." Tetroneaque replied, doing a little back flip to land a few feet further from her just because he could. An amused chuckle escaped from him then. He was still staring at her though. It was rather hard for him to get over the pink hair thing, it was just so unusual. Never mind that he himself was a purple kitsune, that was quite normal.

"You seem quite upset. What's wrong?" He asked cheerfully, as he hopped from foot to foot. He seemed unable to stand still for more than a few seconds. He also seemed completely oblivious to the other pedestrians using the sidewalk, as they were giving the oddly dressed figure a wide berth.

[Jinx]

I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I'm half doomed and you're semi-sweet

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Jinx had absolutely no idea how to react to this guy. Surely he couldn't be real? The girl resisted the urge to glance around the street in paranoia, because she totally felt like somebody was going to jump out of the bushes (ignoring the fact that there were not actually any bushes nearby) and tell her she'd been pranked and to smile cause she was on t.v. But then again, she wasn't an important enough person for him to put her on t.v. for anything, so she knew that was out of the question. Which just left the issue of how to deal with this weirdie. He obviously was too dense or ridiculous to take her ill humor and just leave her alone. Oh no, of course not! Knowing her luck, or lack thereof, this had to be the one odd kid who decided he wanted to be all friendly and "what's wrong?" What's wrong? What's WRONG? How about that you're some weird random kid who won't leave me to be to sleep in peace?! But Jinx didn't say that--she was one for more tact and venom in her replies than incredulity and upsetness. Well, most of the time. Sometimes people just got to her too much to hold in anything but sputtering angry. But then, this kid wasn't one of those people. He was a nuisance, nothing more. He was flipping and fidgeting and his voice suggested smiling, and it was all so odd.

Brushing her pink bangs impatiently out of her eyes, Jinx resisted the sudden (almost irrestistible) urge to swipe a quick kick at the kid's ankles. See how smiley he was then! Instead she just fixed a condescending smile on her face, very similar to that of which she would use when addressing a very stupid small child (or any small child, really, Jinx didn't like kids. Big surprise, right?), she replied "Wrong?" Her voice dripped scornful sweetness. "Why, nothing's wrong! I simply have some weird kid who won't leave me alone," She fixed an angelic smile on her face, clasping her hands in her hands with a definitive clapping noise that seemed to signal the end to her side of the conversation. Snuggling up, back towards the wall, Jinx closed her eyes, sufficiently furthering the unspoken point of "we're done here, please leave. Now."[/blockquote]

[Tailchaser]

Tetroneaque was pretty oblivious to the fact that this interesting girl found him annoying. After all, he was a total joy to be around all the time. If she wasn't happy, then it had to be something else. He decided to stick around longer to find out what it was. It's not like he had anything better to do anyway.

"I'm not weird. Nor am I kid." He said with a giggle. He seemed to have no end to his cheerfulness or pep. He did a little cartwheel to close the distance with the girl. There was nothing normal about his movements. He seemed just as likely to burst into dance as to simply walk.

He leaned in close, but not as close he had the first time, and continued to stare.

"I think I've been quite rude. I didn't even introduce myself to you! You can call me Fox if you like." He held one gloved hand out toward her, offering to shake hands. He simply couldn't take a hint to go away.