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Jun. 15th, 2008 09:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Mio is feeling sorry for herself. She hates being a cat. Actually, hates might be putting it a little bit mildly. Mio absolutely detests being a cat. For one thing, her clothes, wallet, and schoolbag all disappeared off to somewhere when she got transformed. This means she had no access to her money or her credit cards in the Nexus.
Being flat broke for the first time in her life was not a pleasant experience. Mio was uses to the softest feather beds and the highest quality gourmet food. She had neither of these in the Nexus. Sleeping under bushes, in boxes, and behind dumpsters was not only horribly uncomfortable, it was unsanitary, and she kept having to defend her territory from other cats as well, meaning that she had not gotten anything near an uninterrupted night's sleep for the entire time she had been in the Nexus. On top of that, scrounging for food was demeaning. She was not going to beg for food, begging was not something a daughter of the Hongo family would ever consider. Unfortunately for her, Mio was not very good at scrounging, which led to her going hungry most nights.
Interrupting herself from her internal complaints, Mio goes to check around the Nexus Conroys to see if the old lady who runs this flowershop has put out any food today. The obaa-san is a little bit senile and often forgets, but Mio always comes by to check every day just in case she has put something out.
Being flat broke for the first time in her life was not a pleasant experience. Mio was uses to the softest feather beds and the highest quality gourmet food. She had neither of these in the Nexus. Sleeping under bushes, in boxes, and behind dumpsters was not only horribly uncomfortable, it was unsanitary, and she kept having to defend her territory from other cats as well, meaning that she had not gotten anything near an uninterrupted night's sleep for the entire time she had been in the Nexus. On top of that, scrounging for food was demeaning. She was not going to beg for food, begging was not something a daughter of the Hongo family would ever consider. Unfortunately for her, Mio was not very good at scrounging, which led to her going hungry most nights.
Interrupting herself from her internal complaints, Mio goes to check around the Nexus Conroys to see if the old lady who runs this flowershop has put out any food today. The obaa-san is a little bit senile and often forgets, but Mio always comes by to check every day just in case she has put something out.
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Date: 2008-06-18 07:12 am (UTC)"Yes, please. Just pour a little bit onto the the plate right there please."
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Date: 2008-06-18 08:04 am (UTC)"I am 160 centimetres in height, and weigh 50 kilograms. I have short black hair, slightly longer than chin-length with bangs, and gray eyes." Mio is not going to mention her scar unless Ran asks.
((That's 5'3" and 110 lbs for us American types.))
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Date: 2008-06-18 04:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-18 06:21 pm (UTC)"Thank you," Mio says. It's never worth turning down a compliment.
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Date: 2008-06-18 06:40 pm (UTC)Mio felt a brief stab of loss. She hated those twittering idiots known as her classmates, but she had enjoyed studying and learning from Seika's top-notch teachers. She wondered if she would ever be able to go back now.
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Date: 2008-06-18 09:30 pm (UTC)((Hamachi=yellowtail, if you care at all ^_^))
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Date: 2008-06-19 01:24 am (UTC)Mio continues to nibble on her sushi.
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Date: 2008-06-19 02:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-19 04:08 am (UTC)"Another plate of maguro, please."
This will probably be Mio's last plate.
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Date: 2008-06-19 05:06 am (UTC)"If you don't mind me asking, does it taste about the same to you as a cat?"
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