I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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[resoundingpledge]

[ Well you could always take option #2, and sit on the bird. Or sleep under it, as at least one other enterprising fluffball opted to do.

Screams are loud, though, and even Ikki's feathers can't completely block the daylight filtering through the windows. It's enough, together, to get her to blearily look up at the— ]

. . . cat?

[ No. No it's not enough. She's still dreaming. ]

Ghost cat . . .

[monge]

Ah...

[At the very least, Komasan's calmed down.

But now he's tapping his paws together nervously, avoiding eye contact. Who is this, how many people live here? ...How did he even miss her?]

I'm...I'm actually a dog, zura...

[resoundingpledge]

[ It probably has something to do with her actually going to school, unlike the rest of the loitering delinquents here, but that's the kind of conversation that involves being fully conscious.

She's getting there, especially with Ikki's flurried response, it's just . . . slow. ]

Mm. 's right. No chickens and cats. Crows and dogs.

[ And, because he's sad and because it's a dream (isn't a dream?), she reaches out to pet his head in apology. ]

[monge]

[...Oh.

Well, Komasan can't stay upset if a cute girl is going to give him the pats. All is forgiven.]

H-Heheh...

[First chickens, now head pets. This day just keeps getting better and better. What's next?

...Oh wait, apparently crows are next.]

W-We sure are getting a lot of things today, huh, z-zura?

[resoundingpledge]

[ She's awake now.

It's impossible not to be, dreams are dreams but the reality of touching a living creature, the interplay of sound and vibrations and texture under her fingers isn't something that could come from her mind.

He. He's real. He's real, and she's awake, and she is touching a sacred beast and she hasn't even bathed first. ]

A . . . a lot?

[ What does she do with her hand?? She . . . it was incredibly rude, disrespectful, but pulling back now would be more rude, and he. He seems to like it?

It

She

. . . she. she pets him again, one of Sister Prima's lectures about fire and brimstone and a thousand oni echoing in the back of her head. ]

[monge]

[Sacred beast. Yeah, let's hope he never hears that one.

Komasan sways back and forth the longer the petting goes on, making cheerful little noises to show just how okay he is with this. Finally, someone knows how to treat him right.]

Y-Yeah, I didn't know we had a crow too, zura~ ..Eh heh...but I'm starting to wonder if this house has enough space for us all, z-zura...

[Not that he minds. ...or has a say in anything if he did.]

[resoundingpledge]

[ She sits up carefully, feathers and lost hair clips shifting on the cushions beside her. Her fingers don't move past the area of 'this is okay', but the soft pets don't stop, either. ]

We're not . . . we're just imposing for a little while. It's been hard to get back to Heropa, and Kazu-kun . . . one of our friends is here.

Is . . .

[ She's jumped off buildings without a second thought, run into groups of armed marines, looked out at the city from the edge of the clocktower . . . but somehow, this is something that takes courage. ]

Is it all right if I pet your ears?

[monge]

[Haha, yeah, Komasan's only heard bad things about Heropa. He can imagine it's hard to get back there.

But who cares about that? Guess who's excited?]

Monge!!

Y-You wanna pet my ears too, zura?!

[It's like he won the lottery.]

[resoundingpledge]

If it would be okay?

[ It wasn't a yes in words, but it was in every other way that mattered . . .

She can use both hands now, and does, twin motions circling the base of each ear, palms sliding over the soft curves. She's really never felt anything like him, never heard anything like him, and the least she can do for being granted this much is to give really, really good scritches. ]

[monge]

[Well that's it, it's settled, Komasan can't move anymore. How can he when he's getting the treatment of a lifetime? Might as well make himself comfortable, right?

Before anyone knows it, Komasan is curling up into a little marshmallow ball, nice and slow so he doesn't disrupt the groove that is ear scritches. He looks like he's in heaven, eyes closed as he begins to nod off in sweet bliss.]

Monge~ This feels so nice, zuraaa~

[resoundingpledge]

You like it?

[ The question's rhetorical, clearly. He's . . . he's really sweet like this, though. Not at all what she would have expected, if someone told her what she'd be meeting this morning. ]

Sorry for taking up so much space. He wasn't so big when we went to sleep.

[monge]

I don't mind, you can sleep wherever you want, zura~

[It's not like he can get upset with all this attention. ...Although let's face it, Komasan probably wouldn't have cared that much even without someone fawning over him. He really is just the world's most content little lump right now, absentmindedly rolling onto his back in the same manner most dogs do.]

He can't help that he grew up so fast, zuraaa~

[resoundingpledge]

He's going to have to help it. We'll be in trouble if he ever shifts like that in a smaller room.

[ . . . greatly, greatly daring, she lets one hand drift down until it's brushing the swirl on his cheek. ]

[monge]

[She'll find that Komasan's cheeks are incredibly squishy, especially with the way he presses against her hand.

Although he continues to nuzzle, his eyes can't help but shoot open.]

W-What?! N-No, you won't be in trouble, I won't let you, zura!

[resoundingpledge]

It's okay! I didn't mean like that. Just . . . he'd get stuck . . .

[ Her pets against his cheek turn to soothing, slow rubs. ]

Really, it's . . . you don't have to worry about me.

[monge]

[Soothing...so soothing... Have to focus, he has to solve this problem that never happened!]

If that happens, then I'll rub him down with butter and pull him out, zura!

[resoundingpledge]

[ Just the idea of that sends her laughing. ]

No, no you can't put oil on bird feathers, that's not good at all . . . !

If you need him to be small, put food outside the door. Anything that smells good—that will work for sure.

[monge]

Food shrinks chickens, zura?

[The world is so fascinating.]

[resoundingpledge]

I don't know if it shrinks chickens, but it definitely shrinks boys who turn into three-legged crows.

. . . or he'll break through the wall. But either way, he won't be stuck.

[monge]

MONGE!! He's a person, zura?!

[Damn it, he thought they had a cool new pet.]

Why... Why would he have such a weird power, zura?!

[resoundingpledge]

I don't know. We're still really new here . . . there's a lot I don't know.

[ She relaxes back against the couch, tucking her legs up, and goes back to petting his ears. ]

But . . . even before this . . . I've always thought he had wings. Maybe it's just his outside matching up with his heart.

[monge]

Ah, that makes sense then. His heart is a weird three-legged chicken, zura.

[He's glad whoever this is can finally be the person he is on the inside. Good for him. No really, Komasan sounds...strangely genuine about that.]

[resoundingpledge]

It's a yatagarasu, probably.

[ It would be just like Ikki to be a mythological crow spirit, rather than just an ordinary bird.

Then again, she was petting a guardian spirit . . . 'mythological' was a bit fuzzy here. ]

But . . . you aren't wrong, about his heart.

[monge]

...


...


....

[Oh.]

M-MONGE!!

I had no idea he was a youkai too, z-zura!!

[Now everything makes sense.]

[resoundingpledge]

It's complicated, but . . .

[ It wasn't really wrong either. ]

It won't be a problem, will it? If you're both here?