You love me right meow! (Midori)

[Kitrana Moore]

Finally.. Finally Kit had found out about a recruiter.. and she had managed to track this one down while she was actually on campus and not out recruiting. She hadn't managed to find any info aside from the name and gender.. Plus there had been a horrible and grainy picture. Danged websites. The picture wasn't even in color. What year was this, anyway?

There were several possibilities for why the picture was old, grainy, and not updated. The first was obviously that the web developer was lazy. The second was that this lady was a workaholic and never got around to getting new pictures.. And the third was that she was crazy shy or something and looked for work any time someone tried to get around to taking her picture. Why was the last bit a possibility? Kit's aunt was the same way.. Christmas pictures never had her in them because she would find something that needed doing and sneak off to do it. On the plus side, the dishes almost always got done without Kit having to help. On the negative side, Aunt Kris was actually really cool when she wasn't worrying about silly things.

Anyway, here Kit was at the office of Hammel recruiter Midori Hawkins. All she knew about the woman was that she was female.. and named Midori Hawkins.. and that the lady was maybe shy.. and probably not vain. A vain person would have updated their picture.. duh. But here Kit was.. with a plan.. fully intending on trolling and saying hello to this lady at the same time.. Because recruiters dealt with a lot of stuff. They aught to be able to handle a little silliness.. Besides, there was the tiny chance that this lady was crazy observant and had read the files on every recently enrolled student.. perhaps even knew who Kit was. Which was why Kit was using a kitty form that noone knew about.. and looked nothing like the one that might be on file.

Today Kit was a tiny blue-eyed calico medium-haired kitten (Clickyclicky).. and when Midori showed up she would find this tiny obscenely cute little kitten nomming hungrily from an open can of wet cat food.. Only she likely wouldn't see them until she was about to unlock her door and walk into her office, because the can and the kitten basically fit in the doorframe.

When the kitten was identified, though, it would stare up at Midori for a moment, then let out what was supposed to be a threatening growl (that ended up coming out as a horribly cute squeaky high-pitched mew) before it desperately tried to drag the half-empty can of catfood away... and ended up falling over, unable to even budge the can, before stuffing it's face in, getting one last mouthful, and backing away to the other end of the doorframe, bumping it's little rear end into the doorframe and jumping in surprise, falling this time forward on it's face and just laying there, deadly still, staring (in apparent fear) up at Midori.

Why all the semantics? One, because it was actually extremely fun.. and two because being adorable was also extremely fun.. not to mention that three, the more you hook someone into the 'omgsocute' gig, the less freaked out they were when suddenly you were a 50-inch tall girl staring at them and grinning. --But if all went well, that would be a few minutes away, and by that time, perhaps this Midori lady would be ready to take Kit home as a pet. Hehehe.

[Midori Hawkins]

Midori was late. Normally she tried to be organized, but Tory had been difficult this morning, which had been concerning. He was usually cheerful and cooperative, but she supposed even toddlers were allotted bad days. Still, it had taken extra time to do everything with him, and by the time she had hit his daycare, she seemed to have hit rush hour of the toddler variety.

She didn’t like being late, but she’d learned it was something to almost expect when a toddler was involved. Still, she rushed to work as soon as Tory was safely settled. Though she didn’t exactly run down the hall, she was definitely moving faster than a leisurely walk. All she wanted was to get to the office and the safety of her desk so that she could try and get the day back on track.

As such, she almost missed the tiny creature huddled in the doorway to the office. The fact the door to the recruiter bullpen was still closed meant she was actually the first one there. Cue a slightly more relaxed recruiter as she pulled her keys from her purse. As she flipped between them to find the office key, she finally caught the slight movement by the door.

And promptly dropped her keys in surprise, with a flustered “Oh!”.

While she was familiar with most of the files of the students that passed through the recruitment office, she was most familiar with her own files. As such, she didn’t identify the kitten as a possible student right away. Instead, she crouched down and held her hand out to the little thing. It couldn’t have been more than eight weeks old. Perhaps even less, given the size. “Hey, it’s okay little one.” The scooting backwards was, she supposed, justified if the little creature was afraid. She knew how threatening people could appear when you were tiny.

“Here, come here. Are you okay?” Briefly she considered shifting into a feline form, if only to make the little thing feel more comfortable. It wouldn’t do much for her communication-wise, but perhaps a familiar form wouldn’t be as frightening to it.

The recruiter inched closer with her hand out, not wanting to spook it too badly by suddenly picking it up. “Where did you come from?” Sometimes students tried to sneak in pets that weren’t exactly dorm-friendly. Perhaps this was just such a case. How else would a small kitten get into the school?

She still wasn’t suspecting a student’s shenanigans. She hadn’t been much inclined to pull pranks and the like during her own time at the school, despite having the tools to do so. “... And what am I going to do with you?”

[Kitrana Moore]

After a few very tense moments of staring in apparent terror up at the recruiter, the kitten seemingly couldn't keep it's gaze away from the shinies on the ground that hadn't been there previously.. Keys.. Oh dear lord, keys were amazing! They jingled and shined and they moved in weird ways and they were just the most interesting things ever.

So about the time Midori was wondering what to do with the kitten, it sprang forward in a pounce toward the keys.... only to land unceremoniously less than a foot from where it had started. Wether this was on purpose or because Kit was so excited about keys was anybody's guess, but the kitten shortly shook it's head and pounce-ran the rest of the way to the keys before it attacked them and hooked one of the rings in it's tiny jaws to try to drag the keys away back to it's corner.

Except that it had little more success with the keys than it had managed with the can of cat food. In other words, the keys moved about six inched before they slipped from the kitten's grasp and sent it tumbling backwards and sideways right into the recruiter's foot. This prompted an immediate surprised jump, followed by a cute, stumbly, and apparently desperate not-sprint (because seriously.. this kitten was too small to properly sprint.. it was tiny) back to the can of food for another mouthful of yumminess before it seemed to forget that the relatively motionless Midori was even there.

At which point the kitten became rather interested in the door that had yet to be opened. Apparently there was a bit of a breeze coming from beneath it, and something inside smelled interesting, because the kitten flopped on it's side and reached it's tiny paw under the door, apparently reaching for whatever was on the other side.

After failing at getting 'the thing' the kitten got a little discouraged and turned, staring up at Midori.. It meowed loudly and sat down with it's back to the door.... apparently expecting her to open it because it couldn't get inside.

Perhaps this kitten had a home once? It sure seemed to understand how doors worked. Complain at the human, door gets opened. If Midori didn't get up to open the door fairly quickly, though, the kitten would go back to the food.. then pounce the keys again.. and if it hadn't been scooped up and the door still hadn't been opened by that point, it would walk over and lay with it's head on Midori's shoe, curling up to apparently take a nap.

[Midori Hawkins]

Midori knew all too well the attraction to things like keys when you were tiny and had four paws. She’d found joy in the smallest things as a feline, from hair elastics to bags to earrings. Keys were that much more fun because they were odd shaped and made noise.

She couldn’t help but smile at the little pounce, even when it didn’t quite go according to plan. It was hard to be coordinated when your body was still little. She watched it pull the keys and tumble around the floor, only to move on to the food, and then the door.

It really was difficult to figure out what was going on in the little creature’s head. But Midori did have a solution. ... Well, sort of.

After a careful look down both ends of the hall, she set her purse down by the door and focused. The feline form was an easy one for her, because she had practiced it over and over as a teenager. What she changed into wasn’t the kitten she tended to amuse her niece with, but rather a sleek tabby. Once she was shifted, she nosed her clothes beside her bag and then sat watching the kitten, her tail curled around her paws neatly. Maybe she could figure out what the little thing wanted this way. At least their body language would be closer together.

Her head tilted slightly before she reached out to pull the keys back towards herself, then pushed them with the rest of her things. There. Now if any of her coworkers came along, they’d hopefully recognize that she was one of the two cats by the door.

Now. Back to the kitten. She didn’t move towards it, but she did mewl out to her. Sometimes she got a response from normal cats, and sometimes she didn’t.

And if it was a shifter? Well, then hopefully she’d also understand. “What are you doing?”

[Kitrana Moore]

While Kit was still reaching her tiny paw under the door, she was so distracted by being cute and the awesome stretchiness of the maneuver that she neither saw nor heard Midori behind her go catmode. This was compounded by the fact that Kit had no idea Midori was a shifter.. so when the tiny kitten suddenly heard words not in human speak, but in cat speak, she launched back away from the door in complete surprise.. Only to end up tumbling right into another cat's front legs.. at which point she jumped even higher, flailing wildly, and eventually hitting the ground with her paws covering her eyes. "DONTEATMEDONTEATMEDONTEATME."

There was a reason Kit reserved tiny kitten forms for indoors or in populated areas. The chances of being eaten were significantly lower when there were humans around. Well, in different countries that might work out a little differently, but that hardly applied at the moment. After a few moments of not being eaten, though, Kit finally moved one tiny paw to stare up at the cat she'd bumped into.. then the other.. and then she stared frantically back and forth. "Wheres the human? There was a hum-- Oh, wait.." Pile of belongings chilling near the wall.. Cat looking at her like she was crazy..

"You're a shifter! Haha! Hai!" Kit leapt forward, bouncing gleefully right into kittyMidori's side, aiming on tacklehugging her. Of course, given how small she was, Kit may have just bounced off if Mii didn't actively let herself be knocked over. Either way, a borderline spinny-eyed kitten would shortly be laying on or near Midori. Cause cute.

"I am being kitty! It's what I do. I be cute, I be kitty. What are you doing?" The kitten, wherever it had ended up post-pounce, would be sitting and staring directly at Mirodi with classic kitten headtilt and ADD, glancing around at every little movement, then right back to Mii's feline face, waiting for an answer.. and apparently under the impression that this was all pretty danged normal.

[Midori Hawkins]

As the kitten rolled into her legs, Midori cocked her newly changed head, ears twitching. Well... that was unexpected. The tabby slowly blinked at the tiny calico, waiting for her to calm down. “I won’t eat you,” she offered in what was supposed to be a reassuring mewl. She absolutely had no desire to eat the little kitten, just to understand what she was doing. She wasn’t that bothered if it was a student messing around, but if it was a real kitten, they had a problem on their hands.

The tip of her tail flicked lightly as she watched the kitten figure it out. It didn’t take her long, and the moment the word shifter was uttered, Midori knew what she was dealing with. She was about to ask what her name was when she suddenly found herself on her side, an unexpected kitten sized missile having knocked her off her feet. She blinked again, tail flicking against the floor in the smallest sign of irritation before laying her head on the floor. This was a lot like when her toddler felt the need to crawl all over her, and she generally let him.

“If I had to guess, you’re more than just a kitty. You recognized a shifter when you saw one.” She lifted her head to look at the little kitten. “What’s your name?” She could always look through the recruitment files later to see if it came up.

[Kitrana Moore]

Kit wasn't so much crawling around on Mii as laying on and snuggling the crap out of her. Few things were as comfy to a kitten as another kitty, and since Mii was another kitty for the moment, comfort and cute. The two most important things! Unfortunately, it seemed that Miss Recruiter-lady wasn't in nearly as good a mood as Kit was. All 'straight to business' and whatnot.

"Well of course I'm more than a kitty. We are like birds of a feather! Or.. kitties of a claw?" The kitten pondered this for a moment, then joyously tumbled off of Midori to the ground, hopping to her feet and making the cutest little kitty bow of all time. "I'm sure you will find me in your papers as Kitrana Railen Moore. I've only been here a month or so.. I was totally sad that since I transferred I didn't get to play with any more recruiters.. I had so much fun with them when they picked me up for Kocher. Took them a week and a tracker!" She then adopted a kitty frown, though. "You don't seem like you're in the mood for fun, though. The sad."

Seriously.. Being a kitty that's doing nothing more than being a kitty was so much fun. It was always a shame when kitties couldn't be kitties.. even when they were literally kitties. "Ooh! Are you new to being a kitty? I can totally show you how it's done! ..We should put your stuff inside first, though, so it doesn't get stolen. Here, I got it!" And with effortless ease that most shifters would be jealous of, a girl of four-feet two with an athletic build, bright red hair, fully clothed.. grew from the kitten. She then reached over, collected Mii's things, and in her other hand reached to pick up Midori herself. "Hey, which key opens this office, anyway?" Cat and cat's stuff in her arms, Kit was rifling through Midori's keys.. She liked being treated like a kitty when she was a kitty.. it didn't even occur to her that someone else might not.

Then again, perhaps it would help any feelings of 'how dare you' that Kit was so normal and nonchalant about the entire situation. Honestly, it was like this was all normal.

[Midori Hawkins]

Midori was well used to student shenanigans. If they weren’t encountered during the recruiting process itself, it was often encountered once the students were actually at Hammel and training. The more they learned, the more inclined they seemed to be to cause mischief. Had she been anything like her older brother, she might have been the same. Instead, she’d spent a lot of time with her best friend, and training as hard as she could just to graduate. No real mischief.

Apparently this student wasn’t quite the same. The tabby continued to allow the kitten to lay with her, ears flickering as she nattered on and on. Once she was off, Midori sat up and regarded the little creature with the same patient look she often gave her son. So she was correct. She was a student. That explained... well, some of it. Head tilted slightly, she curled her tail around her paws. “I wasn’t expecting to play so early in the morning. I was expecting to go to work.” She could be playful, especially in animal form, or with her toddler. This was not exactly a situation she’d been prepared for, and her mood reflected that.

“I’m not new to being a cat,” she began, only to watch with wide eyes as Kitrana shifted back to her normal form. Before she could react, she watched her things be picked up, and felt her feet lose contact with the ground. A little mewl was all she got out in protest, shaking her head. Kitrana was not going to go through her things and unlock the door. It wasn’t often students were in the office to begin with, because they didn’t often have a reason to be there in the first place. A paw reached out to try to grab at the keys, while another mewl left her mouth. There was no way she was shifting back right this second, in front of a student.

[Kitrana Moore]

Humanmode Kit hadn't heard the bit about Mii not being new to kittiness, but she'd heard that the recruiter hadn't been planning on playing so early and had intended on going to work. Still, that didn't really stop the redhead. Work required being in the office.. and for whatever reason it made sense to Kit that Mii could do her work as a cat.. only kittyMii wouldn't be able to open the door. So Kitrana to the rescue.

When Mii reached out for the keys and shook her head, Kit misunderstood completely, thinking that Mii was pointing to the key she'd been holding and saying 'not that one'. To Kit, Mii seemed to be begrudgingly going along with things (like she had with being tackled) not outright protesting. Usually in outright protest there was hissing, flattened ears, claws, and/or teeth involved. Mii was producing none of these things, so Kit simply continued.

She leaned down slightly (still holding Mii protectively against her chest) to stare at the side-bar pattern on the lock, and... like someone who had done this an awful lot, almost immediately found the right key to open the office. "..Damn, I'm pretty good, huh? You're a super helpful kitty, though, so you get half the credit. So much for all work and no play stuff. You aren't a dull kitty at all! C'mon."

Kit didn't have to go through Mii's things though. That would just be mean and uncalled for. Nah, Mii's keys had already been right there.. She'd just picked everything up and then used a key. No poking or digging or prodding.. And poof, Mii was in her office. With a human-shaped chariot. "Hey, point to your desk so I can set your stuff down for you." Kit, like so many people, naturally talked to small furry quadrupeds in cute ways.. and as she was requesting a pointer, was nuzzling the top of Mii's head with her cheek.

"You make a really pretty cat, by the way. Can I steal you? --Er, your form? My ability is animorphs-style, where I can shift into any cat I touch.. I won't use yours if you don't want me to, but she's really very pretty." So poor Mii was in her office.. several feet off the ground in the arm of a very short redhead who was holding all of the things she'd brought to the office in her other arm.. being asked to be point toward her own desk. What a morning, right?

[Midori Hawkins]

This was... definitely new. While Midori had often used her animal forms to bond with her recruitment students, this was... new. She was somewhat used to being scooped up and carried by one of her brothers, or sometimes Tory if he was very, very gentle. Or Eli from time to time, if she needed rescuing from Tory. But a student, and one she hardly knew at that? Definitely up there on her list of strange days.

As she hung in Kit’s arms, Midori flicked her tail in that lazy, ‘I’m thinking about being annoyed but I’m not quite there yet’ way that cats had. Did this count as breaking and entering? Technically Kit had the keys, but she was a student and students were not really meant to be in the recruiting bullpen... augh.

She tried again to mewl her protests, but she knew how effective her voice would be on Kit in human form. It looked as though she was stuck like this for the time being, so she might as well just go along for the ride.

Not that she really had a choice in the matter.

Glancing around the room to get her bearings in her smaller body, Midori rubbed her face with a paw before pointing to the left side of the bullpen. Her name was on the outside, not that it mattered. She didn’t think that Kit knew her name. Or that she had a son, so Tory’s picture wouldn’t tip her off... sigh.

The question made her glance up at her captor, tilting her head in question before sighing and nodding in answer. Yes, Kit could borrow her form. It wasn’t like she owned it. She had a few kinds of cats she was familiar enough with to turn into, but the tabby was easiest.

But back to the desk searching. An idea had dawned in Midori’s mind, and she started to struggle against Kit in an effort to be set free. She’d lead her to the desk, fine, but then she really did need to leave. Surely she had class soon, right?

[Kitrana Moore]

Breaking and entering with a staff member chaperone? Pfft. It would never hold up in court! ..Yeah, technically the staff member was a quadruped at the time of the entering, but there was definitely no breaking, and the staff member was definitely there to keep an eye on Kit. Hell, her entire body was on the girl. With that in mind, Mii would likely have noticed that Kit was very, very good at holding kitties. In that 'I totally know what its like to be a kitty and know how I like to be held' way. Now, yes.. Kit's method of holding kitties was definitely very friendly and not in any way 'professional', but then.. as a kitty, Kit herself wasn't interested in being professional. She was a friggin cat. Cats were meant to be loved and held and petted.

Anyway, Midori had pointed Kit toward an office, and the girl had noticed the name on it, nodding enthusiastically and leading the way. Mii's sigh before she agreed to letting Kit use her form made the girl frown, though. "I think Kitty recruiter lady is less than completely happy with me using her kitty form. S'okay. You don't owe me anything. I won't use it. I have lots more."

Not long after, though, Mii started struggling a bit, and Kit understood as well as anyone that this meant 'put me down'... So she did. She gently lowered Mii to the ground, cradling the kitty in her hand and against her forearm until all four paws were on the ground, then removed her hand.. Simple stuff, really (or so one would think) but far too many people took advantage of that 'cats always land on their feet' adage and tended to drop cats rather than placing them gently on the ground. That was mean and Kit wouldn't do it unless the cat literally jumped out of her arms. --Which didn't happen often. Given both hands free, Kit was really good at keeping kitties happy and entertained.

Anyway, Mii on the ground, Kit would ease open the shifter's door and take half a step back to let Mii enter first. She would then follow, gently setting the recruiter's things on her desk, careful to make sure she was being both gentle and meticulous. Scratched up purses and bags with things just being dropped was not only annoying, it was loud.. Neither of those being kitty-friendly things.

Things placed, office occupied, Kit leaned against the wall and gave the kitty her own tilthead. "Alright, here we are, Miss Hawkins-kitty. In your office safe and sound. And my first class today isn't till third period." One would assume it was coming up on first period... so there were at least a few hours before Kit had to be someplace else. "--Hey, do you like treats? I always carry some with me."

She reached into her pocket and produced a small metallic vacuum-sealed pouch of cat treats.. these in particular were tuna and chicken flavored.. and were also organic and all-natural. Because Kit knew how cat treats tasted as a cat.. and really that 'organic' stamp made one hell of a difference. These were stupidly expensive treats, but.. Kit's parents were stupidly rich. She tore open the pouch, grabbed one, and held it out to Mii.. These treats likely tasted good as a human.. as a cat they were like non-narcotic catnip and smelled and tasted amazing. "I promise there's nothing wrong with them.." To prove it, Kit tossed the little treat high in the air and jerked her head back, catching it in her mouth and chewing several times before swallowing. "Try it. Promise you won't regret it. I get these shipped frozen from Wisconsin. They're like a feline delicacy."

[Midori Hawkins]

Midori could safely say that this had never happened before in all her time as a recruiter. Sure, she’d turned into a soft, cuddly animal to help comfort the kids she was recruiting, or sometimes to demonstrate her power to disbelieving parents. Of course she was routinely picked up and manhandled by her little niece, or worse, her older brother, who seemed to think that cats were for picking up by the scruff and tossed around like a rag doll. Zach had ended up with his fair share of scratches for that kind of behaviour. Her niece, on the other hand, she’d never touched. She couldn’t blame her for being less than gentle.

But this was still a first for her.

The tabby hung rather limply as Kit carried her through the bullpen closer to her desk, ears flattening slightly at the motion. She still didn’t mind if Kit used the tabby form for her own, but she had no real way to express it until she was back on two legs. Which... she had no idea when that would actually happen, the way this was going. So she just waited until they were closer and Kit set her on the floor. Shaking out her head and fluffing her fur back out, she resisted the kitty urge to groom her fur back flat again in favor of trotting into the office area and leaping neatly onto the desk, careful not to knock anything over. On the desk there was a closed laptop, as well as several photo frames. Several contained a young boy, pictures spanning from a tiny baby to a dark haired toddler, as well as a few of her best friend, Eli, and her son together playing with their dog, Zero, in the yard. She also had a few tiny plastic horses near the computer, and a few souvenirs from various recruitment trips. All in all, it was organized chaos, and she actually liked it.

But back to Kit. She honestly didn’t know what to do with her. What did she mean by not having classes until third period? Was she planning to spend all day in the recruitment office with her? Why wasn’t she with her friends, or off being a kitty at someone else? She couldn’t even shift back with her around, because... well... Midori had never been particularly skilled at shifting with her clothes. It was one thing she was actually jealous about with some of the other shifters. She’d just never gotten the hang of it, and found it easier to just deal with it her way.

... God, she wished she’d put more time into learning that skill now. What was she supposed to do? Being a kitty limited her communication options, and...

And was Kit asking about treats? Midori blinked and twitched her tail, ears slightly backwards. No, she did not want a treat. She rarely ate in animal form, mostly because it felt so odd, and flavors were so... off. Not that it stopped Zach from buying things like Milk Bones and Temptations and dangling them in front of her for fun. It was no wonder her brother got so many scratches from her.

But seriously. What was she going to do? Burrow under her clothes and shift? Somehow get Kit to turn her back? Crawl under the desk? She had to do something before the other recruiters arrived, and time was running out.

Hell.

With a soft little rumbling meow, Midori jumped down from the desk and took her clothes in her mouth. It took some coordination, and she visibly winced when she felt a sharp tooth pierce her blouse, but a small hole was hardly a big deal. With a warning look at Kit, she slunk around the desk and burrowed her way under her things before shifting back, praying quietly that Kit would not turn around, or peek around the desk, or anything of that nature. She dressed faster than she’d ever done, well aware that she was going to look about a quarter put together compared to how she’d arrived, but she didn’t care. She now had a shifter in her office that she could talk to, but she didn’t know what to say. After taking a moment to compose herself, she glanced Kit’s way. “Were you actually looking for me, or someone else?” Maybe it was easiest to start there. Then again, Kit was proving that nothing involving her was really that easy.

[Kitrana Moore]

What Kit had actually meant by 'my first class today is 3rd period' was 'we can hang out and be kitties and yay and you won't make me tardy for anything'... but it had also kinda slightly meant that, yeah, this was her only plan for the morning.

Kit looked visibly upset when Mii not only showed no interest whatsoever in her treats, but also seemed to look a bit miffed at her in general. The girl looked further disappointed, followed by sad and on the verge of irritated herself when Mii took her clothes and jumped down, going behind the desk.

Was she looking for Midori? Of course she was. "Yes I was looking for you. You need to update your photo on the school website. The only one I could find is grainy, greyscale, and doesn't show off nearly how attractive you are. --Is that your kid in the pictures on your desk? You recovered brilliantly, don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. --But seriously.. Maybe I can't understand you speaking when only one of us is a kitty, but you can point ya know. You didn't have to go behind th-- Aw, shit! You put a hole in your blouse! Dammit, that was a nice blouse, too.. Ya know what? Before I leave we'll get online and find one just like it and I'll get it for you. But why can't you just shift your clothes? I mean, don't get me wrong, it seems to be way easier with organic-ish cloth like denim, cotton, hemp.. but even polyester is doable. I thought all shifters could. --And even though you couldn't.. So what? You didn't need to put a hole in your freakin blouse. We're both girls here.. and even if you aren't comfortable, kitties can still point. Play charades! Eat a wonderful treat cause you deserve it cause you're such a smart kitty, then I turn around so you can get dressed after you shift. Heck, I'd even have played lookout to make sure nobody else could see in. --And now that you did it the way you did you're a mess.. C'mon, Miss Hawkitty, surely you can do better than that."

And without missing a beat, Kit quickly stepped forward and started straightening and de-wrinking Mii's clothes before doing exactly the same with her hair, flicking her hands to the side with a wince, and using thickened, hardened, black clawlike nails to coax the recruiter's hair back into a reasonable-looking style.

"Do you have any makeup? It doesn't look like you wear too much but you got it all smudged. Sheesh, if you would have just picked up the clothes or nuzzled them I'd have gotten the hint. Could have taken you to a bathroom stall so you could have shifted and then had time to make sure your appearance was still good where there was a mirror and stuff. Silly Kittykins. By the way, where is 'Midori' from? It's about as out-there and different as my name.. Kitrana, Midori. Yours is probably cuter. Why didn't you take one of my treats? You want one now? They're excellent.."

About this time, Mii might notice that Kit's tail was wagging behind her as she chatted away and continued primping Mii back into serviceable appearance... like this was all completely normal.

[Midori Hawkins]

Very sadly, Kitrana’s plan to hang out for two whole periods somewhat conflicted with the recruiter’s plans to actually... y’know... work. She had possible meta human manifestations to screen through so that James could assign a recruiter to the case, an expense report from her last trip, and a few forms to fill out before her next assignment. Sadly, she didn’t have time to play.

She also had no idea what to do with Kit. Every time she had one question to answer, it was followed by six more. The recruiter had no idea how to answer all fifty questions at once, so she simply tried to keep track for when Kit finally stopped talking. Which... was a surprisingly long time. “Okay, first off, I’m not in charge of the website, so that picture isn’t my fault.” Second question... kid. Pictures. Right. “Yes, the boy in the pictures is my son.” What was next? Right, something about her blouse... oh good lord. “Yes, I put a hole in it, and no, you don’t have to do anything about it. I put the hole in it, not you. It’s fine. I can fix it at home.” She could handle a day in the office with a tiny hole.

“I never got the hang of shifting with my clothes, so I eventually gave up. Normally I’m shifting somewhere more... private.” Meaning that she often scampered into another room if she was in someone’s home, or, yes, the bathroom in a more public setting. And was Kitrana seriously giving her heck over the way she’d shifted back? Was this was she had to look forward to with Tory? Being sassy with adults? Maybe she’d tolerate his love of strangers and cuddles and calling all animals ‘Zero’ after the family dog just a little longer.

“Uhh... in my purse, yes.” To the makeup question. No, she didn’t generally wear a lot, but she suspected that Kit was right. It probably was a mess at the moment. “And it’s fine. Things happen. Especially here.” The recruitment office wasn’t always quiet. New students could quite literally be bouncing off the walls as they waited for all of their paperwork to be submitted and be enrolled officially. Or setting things on fire. Or any number of things, really.

“No, thank you.” Now she was back in human form, she was slowly becoming slightly less flustered. “I’ve never really tried cat treats, and it’s not really something I want to test out.” As for her name, she shook her head slightly. “I don’t really know where my parents got my name from. Apparently it’s a kind of alcohol, but that’s the only reference to it I know. They were kind of creative with my oldest brother too – Corbin. Only our middle brother got a sort of common name. Zachary.” Though it could well have been Pain In The Ass, if his siblings had had anything to do with it. “Where did Kitrana come from?” Now she could relax a little, even if having a student in her office like this was weird.

[Kitrana Moore]

As Mii had finally started answering questions, Kit had tuned slightly as she'd finished straightening the recruiter's hair, stepped back, and leaned against whatever was nearby.. be it the desk, a chair, or the door.. She listened closely, her claws tapping silently against her forearms and her tail rhythmically twitching back and forth against her leg.. her arms were soon enough crossed and her gaze one of entertainment.

When the recruiter was done answering her questions, Kit grinned and continued leaning, crossing one leg over the other as her grin turned to a smile. "Alright.. So the website isn't your fault. Withdrawn. Cute kid, but you completely glossed over all the compliments. I'm replacing your blouse whether you want me to or not, we should schedule some time to practice shifting in at least a bra and panties, if you want your makeup fixed I'll do that for you, too, since there's no mirror in here. Corbin's an interesting name but not as interesting as Midori, I honestly have no idea where 'Kitrana' came from. I normally go by 'Kit' or 'Rai'. Might have been a project or case file name my dad was working on around the time I was conceived.. But why, Miss Kittykins, do you have to be hating on my delicious and amazing treats?"

Kit finally pushed off of the wall, stepping to her bag of treats and grabbing one, tossing it high into the air and flicking her head back just in time to catch it in her mouth. She chewed with a raised eyebrow and swallowed, tossing the bad back onto Mii's desk. "I have no clue how you managed to be a recruiter.. As a kitty and as a person you're just.. just so.. so tame. How does that even work? I know you get kids that don't wanna come with you.. --Nevermind, that's not even what I actually wanna know. What I wanna know is why you bothered kittyfying to talk to me, and why you didn't just claw the shit out of me when you obviously wanted down. Like.. Seriously, are you incapable of getting mad? I have yet to sense more than the mildest of irritation and I've already inconvenienced the crap out of you, set you behind in whatever you need to do, made you put a hole in a nice blouse, and no doubt humiliated you a bit since you obviously don't have as much fun being a kitty as I do.. And to top it all off, after all that you just sat there and listened to me drone on while I straightened your clothes and fixed your hair..."

Kit stared for a short moment, then brought her hands to her head and imitated it exploding. "You are a very unique individual, Miss Mewdori Kittykins.. Mind equals blown. How the heck do you do it?"

Of course, Kit then leaned back again, pulling out her phone, her attention jumping back and forth between the little electronic device and Mii.. She was looking up the blouse she was going to replace Mii's with.