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[The feed turns on to reveal a large, sunlit meadow that clearly showcases the work of someone who has been working with the magic dirt; a gazebo stands in the center of the clearing, simple in design and yet possessing an old-fashioned sort of charm. The outline of the Monsigny apartment complex can be seen some distance away, a recognizable shape through the thin wall of trees. A pretty picture, to be certain, and yet one devoid of human life; there's no one in sight, much less the one responsible for the gazebo's creation.

Then there's a flurry of motion near the bottom of the mirror's peripheral vision and the feed pans down to show Mami, gesturing to get the Vine's attention. And yet the girl has quite clearly undergone some radical changes; there are cat ears rising out of her hair and a tail peeking out of her skirt to swish around her ankles, both feline appendages a soft golden color to match her curls. She's been severely reduced in size, not much bigger than a pinecone.

Mami looks ridiculous and yet doesn't seem to be bothered by it, given how she appears as unruffled as always. There's no panic, no outrage, just a faintly amused sort of surprise....on the surface, anyway.]

Ah, hello? Can anyone hear me? [the words come out in a squeaky whisper and she clears her throat, trying again in a louder voice.] I'm in something of a predicament, I'm afraid. In making use of the magic dirt, I somehow triggered one of those troublesome side effects; the result is hopefully obvious enough that I don't have to describe it. [A polite chuckle.]

In my current "state" [and here the ears lie flat against her skull for a moment, a clear display of the annoyance her calm smile is attempting to hide] walking back to more appropriate shelter has become a great deal more difficult. If it's not too much trouble, I would appreciate some assistance.

[ooc: Mami has been wildcarded! The area affected is only the gazebo itself, for a couple of hours; comments will be responded to by

nekofinale for icon purposes.]

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I have no reason to complain.

[Her tiny hands gently part Utena's hair, exposing more of her ear.]

You can hear me fine? I don't want to seem too loud.

[Utena does laugh a little now, but only because the brush of tiny hands tickles.] I can hear you loud and clear. [A pause, and she amends:] But it's not too loud. Are you all ready to go?

[She's a light, warm little weight on Utena's shoulder; her tail curls up in her lap, secure and out the way. Mami reaffirms her grip on Utena's hair, takes a deep breath, and gives her squeaky response.]

As I'll ever be, I supose.

Good. Well, let's go!

[And they're off! Utena is, at the least, walking instead of jogging, or running.] ...Hey, won't it be dangerous for you to be in your apartment alone? [It's not like Mami can reach anything, in the state she's in.]

[Mami instinctively tenses when Utena begins to walk, the other girl's body moving beneath her. Her other hand grips Utena's shirt where it covers her shoulder, tiny fingers digging in. She's slow to relax as she considers the question.]

I don't think there's any cause to worry. It might be dangerous, yes, but the outdoors contain far more threats....and this magic will only be temporary. Better to pass the time inside than not, I'd think.

[Utena is careful not to move too quickly, and on occasion glances to her shoulder to be sure Mami is secure enough.]

Well, what if you need something? Won't it be hard to get around like that?

[A moment of silence; deliberate, prolonged. Mami sounds faintly amused when she responds.]

Utena-san, is this a hint that you want me to invite you over?

Huh? I...well...

[She glances up to the sky, embarrassed. If she's caught, she might as well be honest...]

I thought it'd be easier if you had someone around, that's all.

Well, I can't really deny something like that. [She lets that carefully neutral response hang in the air for a moment.] It's not as though I could really stop you, in this state.

[That works well enough as approval for Utena -- she imagines it's as close to an invitation as she's going to get.] All right. Well, I'll hang around for a while. [...] Until you're back to normal.

Hopefully it won't take a week for that to happen, huh?

[She shifts a little on Utena's shoulder.]

You remember where my apartment is, right?

Geez, I hope not. [She nods her head.] Yeah, I remember. It's not too far from here, right?

Yes, that's correct. I didn't lock the door, so there should be no trouble getting in.

[She had used to do so, in the beginning, but as time went by and the only real threats came from the Gardens itself rather than its residents, continuing the practice seemed fairly pointless.]

That'll make things easier.

[And Utena continues to walk slowly, but purposefully, until the looming shape of the apartment complex comes into view. From there it's only a matter of going up the stairs (she takes one step at a time instead of two, as she normally would, and doesn't jog) until she reaches Mami's apartment door.

She removes her shoes before she walks in, slips into the guest slippers, and pads her way into the living room. She's uncomfortable going any further in Mami's house, so she sits at the low glass table and holds her hand to her shoulder again in order to help Mami climb down.]

[Some of her unease returns as Utena mounts the stairs, manifesting only as a tighter grip on Utena's shirt; the last thing she wants is to slip off the other girl's shoulders and tumble such a long way down. She has to work to shelve that nasty mental image when it comes time to step into Utena's hand once more.]

Ah, thank you. ....I'd offer you tea, but I think it'd be more than I could handle in this state.

[The ears twitch, threaten to flatten again.]

It's fine. [Utena smiles, to put Mami at ease. She watches the ears twitch, and for a moment appears distracted. Would Mami mind, she wonders, if she scratched her behind the ears?

But no, now isn't the time for thoughts like that! She shakes herself out of her reverie.]

Maybe I could make you tea instead...if that's okay.

[Unaware of what's going through Utena's head, Mami tilts her head to look up at her. It's a cute, curious gesture; the tail swishes from side to side behind her.]

....I'd like that, but only if you have some yourself.

[In an attempt to retain some control over the situation:]

Do you need me to show you where everything is?

[That expression only manages to distract Utena further, and her response is given in an offhand manner:]

Mm? Sure. [She does not seem to be paying attention. In fact, she is reaching out a hand...] Sorry, just let me...

[And she finally does reach over to gently scratch behind the cat ears.]

[Mami eyes the approaching hand with guarded confusion, trying to decipher the purpose behind the movement.]

Ah? What are you...

[But then those fingers begin their work before Mami can think to avoid them, and Mami's brain shuts down - overwhelmed by the pleasant warmth flooding in. Her ears and tail bolt upright, and the golden fur bristles as a shiver courses through her. That feels good. Her eyes flutter closes and Mami, incredibly, begins to purr.]

[Utena, unfortunately, reacts to Mami's purring as if she's a real cat, and continues to scritch her ears. She smiles warmly, and it takes her a long while to realize that this is a severe breach of personal space.]

Ah...cute.

[However, when she does realize what she's doing, her eyes widen, and she pulls her hand away as if it's been set on fire. Her face is burning red, and her hand retreats to rest in her lap.]

Um, sorry! Sorry. Geez, I don't know what I was thinking...

Edited 2011-11-27 23:57 (UTC)

[While the caress continues, Mami is in a trance - there's no thought or will to resist. Rather, she tilts her head this way and that to illicit the touch in other areas; the line of her jaw, the curve of her throat. The purring becomes broken up by soft, pleased mews, and indeed all of Mami's now partially feline body gives some sign of approval....the tail swishes in languid enjoyment, her fingers curl and uncurl into her palms.

When Utena jerks her hand away, the spell is broken, and Mami returns to her senses as if coming out of a daze. Her gold eyes are clouded over with a dreamy expression as she gazes up at Utena, the look fading fast as the world comes back into a humiliatingly sharp focus. Mami's eyes widen and her face flushes just as red as Utena's had - she takes a few hurried steps back and clumsily trips over her own tail. The shock soon gives way to anger as her heart continues to beat loud in her ears, which flatten back against her skull as Mami shoots Utena an embarrassed glare.

She gets unsteadily to her feet and stalks to the other end of the table, her back to Utena and feeling shaken, the anxiety of having her distance breached so suddenly mixing uneasily with the lingering pleasantness of the touch. Her cheeks continue to burn; the restrained coolness in her voice is jarring by comparison.]

...I'll show you where the tea set is, then.

[The glare, adorable as it is, makes Utena's shoulders hunch and her face falls. She looks like a child who has been thoroughly chastised. It wasn't as if she'd meant to do that, but her brain sometimes takes too long to catch up to her movements, and this is most certainly one of those cases. She thinks to apologize again, but imagines it won't do much good. Better to pretend it didn't happen, and let Mami blow off steam.

She bites her lip, stands up, and nods.] Um, sure. That'd be good! [It is in her nature, to attempt to diffuse awkward situations with relentless cheer, and this is no exception.] What kind of tea do you like?

[The tail moves in snappish, frustrated motions as Mami looks down, judging the distance from the tabletop to the ground. She ignores Utena for the moment, taking a seat so that her legs dangle over the edge. Mami scoots along until she's near the table leg - then, without daring to entertain second thoughts, she hoists herself off and grabs the table leg, sliding it down to safety.

A pointed gesture spelling out her current desire to not have Utena touch her again.]

I enjoy many flavors. Perhaps there will be something that suits your tastes, as well.

[Mami saunters off toward the kitchen without a backwards glance.]

[That...is a bad sign.

Utena follows behind slowly, biting her bottom lip. Maybe she should apologize, she thinks. It might not help with Mami's current embarrassment, but at least the other girl will know that she means it when she says she's sorry.]

Ah...say, Mami-san. Hold on.

[In the kitchen, Mami carries on deliberately postponing her responses, acting as if she can't hear Utena. She glances up at the cupboards lining the wall to the right of the sink. She points at one.] The china is up there. Do be careful with it, please.

[There are drawers beneath the stove. Mami studies them for a moment, then stands on her tiptoes to touch the handle of the bottom-most one.] The kettle should be inside here. Ah, and the tea packets are in that container by the paper towel dispenser. [The item in question is also made of fine china, with a fancy floral pattern curling around the lid.]

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