Scene #4506: Storytime

Owner	Pose
Fuki	It's a night that's winding down, the Osode household's normally busy time finally getting taken care of with the Shinki going off to charging and the Master going to bed. For Fuki, however, it comes her time to patrol the house. She's gone accustomed to becoming the house's night guard, making sure nothing happens to her and her family of strange and quirky girls and their Master. Though, there's two empty charging bays. One of them was for Fuki. The other... Fuki shakes her head, it wasn't time to think about that. Miki left... but... Shizue made noise. This noise gave her some hope that someone she cared about actually wanted to come home. "Mm..." she mutters, the Shinki takes a quick flight and clings to the ceiling, walking upside down upon it to scan the area better.
Shizue	Thoughts of lost time aren't the only thing that's stirring tonight. Cutting through the chilling air above the homestead, fabricated wings wide, comes a swiftly moving splash of white and red cloaked in the shadows of the cloads above. It almost appears to be falling, though in a very controlled fashion... almost as though resisting gravity's grip on its mass. After a few passing moments, however, it collides with the roof - almost weightlessly so - producing only a very muffled thud before it rebounds into the air. Once abreast a eastward gale again, the shadowy figure nears a far edge of the roof... ...and in the faintest sond od a window sliding in its frame might be heard by those with keen ears. ... Followed by the then jarringly LOUD sound of a familiar dog bark behind! "....ssshh!"
Fuki	Fuki's eyes twitch as they look towards the nearby window. Someone's coming in. Then there's that LOUD bark. "... Shizue?" she questions, hearing the shushing sound coming from the window. A small little flash and a couple of shuriken appear into her hand, slowly approaching the window from her upside down state. "Show yourself." she commands, her voice stern but not too loud as to not wake the others. She keeps her hands trained on the window, ready to shuriken whomever or whatever comes in there, if it's nothing she knows.
Shizue	Silence is always Fuki might hear as an immediate reply, as Shizue seizes up instinctually at being caught. Her flight instincts tug her backward mentally, especially in light of the faintest flash in the darkness which her trained eyes can only recognize as light being refracted off the surface of polished steel. Even so, as another relentless bark comes from somewhere below - likely a large dog by the timbre of its vocalizations - a familiar voice creeps forth from the shadows... followed by movement. She leans into a ray of of moonlight whilst she crouches such that it frames her face, and that mask that adorns it. A traditional Kitsune mask white like pocelean, with red lines that curl themselves into a mischievous grin. The optics behind the mask's slits stare, unblinkingly, in Fuki's direction... ..."....Yeeeeah.... it's me."
Fuki	... It is her. There's a pitter patter upon the ceiling as Fuki walks... then breaks into a run before detaching herself from the ceiling and dive bombing Shizue into a hug. "Where the hell have you been?!" she shouts at her sister, "I haven't seen you in months, I... I thought I was going to lose you like I did Miki..." it almost sounds as if her voice is breaking, upset. "Sister... don't do that to me please..."
Shizue	Shizue gets just about half out of her crouch, intending to slide down into a seated motion when suddenly... sounds. Movement. CRASH! Fuki's body weight collides with her own and now they're both rocking back, back, BAAACK, on her haunches as a desperate right arm flails to seize the window side in its grip. They do not fall out the window... as much as the yellow lab running in circles excitedly below might like them to! BARK! BARK!! A pause from Shizue, then, "...would you believe I WAS dead for a while...?" She tries, against Fuki's weight, to take a seated pition still. "I don't remember much about the battle, but I engaged a Union member in a field of Dragons. I got blown to bits, needless to say..." Sigh. "...it wasn't human, whatever it was. ... Then someone eventually repaired me... but getting back here was not a simple feat. I worked for them for a while... I don't think any of memories were ever maccessed or compromised in anyway though..."
Fuki	Fuki's not letting this hug go, at least for a bit. "I'm glad you've been repaired, but please, tell me what you're going to do and get in contact with me if you ever get lost or something, I'll come find you and get you out. Don't scare me like that again, I... i don't want to lose another sister." she peeks slightly, ... "Why is there a dog there?" she questions, letting go finally.
Shizue	"...I hijacked him." Her previously nervous tone cracks, giving a little to complacency as she sits - still very much holding her sister. "Rode him home from the alley, now all he wants to do is play..." Her voice trails off, perpetually grinning porcelean mask finding its focus on the Dog's yapping, mindlessly open, maw. "...Think it's a stray. ... I fed it, maybe I shouldn't have." She refers to the dog almost as an object, a lifeless, uninteresting thing with the cold, observational, logic of a trained killer. But then... "...dumb mutt, I don't have any more biscuits okay!" Arms flailing, she gives an immature exasperated cry to her canine antagonist who seems to have taken a seat by now. BARK!!! Sigh. "...It was a fun ride, I guess. Not exactly one of my stealthiest moments though. I think everybody in town could her us, wreaking havoc on their trash." She turns back to Fuki, staring pointedly... "...How have you fared, sister? ... And Master...?" BARK!