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Turtle & Canary; Wednesday [08/17].

Issa-chan was once more helping Shunsui out in the store that day (if, by helping, you meant finding all the best sunspots near the windows to loaf about in and nap, activities that, quite frankly, couldn't have made Shunsui more proud), but the Shinigami himself was in a bit of a thoughtful conundrum as he idly considered her and his current situation. Because, of course, with his class finished and break week coming up, he was expected to return to the Seireitei for all his various captainly duties that went neglected most of the time he was here, but he had received a Jigokuchō from Nanao-chan that expressed, in absolutely no uncertain terms, that the cat was not to come with him this time, because last time, at least three of the members of their Division had discovered the hard way that they actually had very severe cat allergies.

And so Shunsui was left trying to figure out just what to do with her while he was gone. Lucille-chan and her roommate were still out on their holiday together, so he couldn't exactly just give her back to them. Summer-chan and Movie Class-chan were both familiar with the feline in question, as well, but he could hardly imagine that proposal going over well with either of them, just as he didn't suspect the proposal of a stay at the shelter, no matter how nice the kennel suites over there had become, would go over well with Issa-chan.

Apu-san, in particular, was especially out, considering he appeared to possibly be attempting to spray dye her fur black today. Who even knew what sort of ridiculous costumes that cat would be subjected to on a daily basis thanks to that man's outlandish obsessions?

"What am I going to do with you, Issa-chan, eh?" he mused softly, half wondering if he might still smuggle her in. Maybe if she stayed with Komamura, no one would even notice...

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"Ha yun, Issa," Octavia said, coming in, having spotted the cat through the window, already. "And konnichiwa, Shunsui."

There was a proper order for greetings, and this was it.

This was very true, and Shunsui considered feigning offense that the cat should get priority greetings, but, really, one look at that cat idly ignoring them both for the sunspots and he couldn't even pretend to blame her.

"Knnichiwa, Octavia-chan ♥." He grinned almost contentedly over at her. "Genki desu ka~ ♥?"

"If that's asking how I'm doing," Octavia replied, wryly, prying her gaze away from Issa, "the answer is fine."

"It was ♥," Shunsui confirmed, sounding rather pleased and proud that either the droll cadence of the question or the context or both had lead to a successful translation. "And that is excellent to hear, Octavia-chan ♥. Would a little bit of sake," his brow arched with his grin, and he'd already had the cups, of course, "help to make it slightly better than fine ♥?"

"I don't know how much sake makes a difference on what my day is like --" Only because it was the ritual of the sake that actually mattered, but shh, details. "-- but sure."

"Well," said Shunsui, with a small huff of a laugh, as he set the cups carefully on the counter so that he could pour with particular deliberate and exaggerated caution, "I know it certainly makes my day better, although I'll admit, in this case..."

He trailed off a little while letting that last pour slowly fill the cup, lifting the jug to stop the flow, and then setting the jug aside to sweep the cups up again in his hand and offer them out toward Octavia, taking his time to get there before finishing the thought.

"...it may be more the company than the drink ♥. I guess we'll just have to partake and see, Octavia-chan ♥."

"You might be onto something," Octavia rasped as she reached for the cup - light and easy, but oh so deliberate in picking it up. "Maybe."

"Perhaps," Shunsui agreed, softly, almost as if his attention was far too busy assuring that he was doing what he could to assist in such a careful hand-off. "I do, on occasion, manage to get some things right...just don't tell anyone, or else they might be expecting me to do it more often ♥."

Octavia gave a soft huff as she brought the cup up, but didn't take a sip yet.

"Who would I tell, anyway?"

There were, of course, two obvious answers to that, but those clearly wouldn't count, since Shunsui only really associated with them in passing, at most, something he sometimes wondered if he should change a little, but, well, that mostly required an effort, and an effort into changing how things were, which was often one of the worst kinds of efforts there could be.

So he just smiled and nodded toward the next answer to come to mind, now grooming her paws. "Issa-chan, perhaps ♥," he said. "Or maybe the porgs, and then I'd never hear the end of it....

"On second thought," he added, "please do tell Issa-chan, I'm rather convinced she doesn't believe I'm right about anything at this point, but I think, if she heard it coming from you, I might get a bit of a leg up there ♥."

Octavia glanced towards the cat in question. "You don't think she already knows that, at least a little?" she wondered. "I mean, it looks like you've been keeping her safe and fed for a few weeks now. Or is that not enough for her?"

"Oh, come now, Octavia-chan ♥," Shunsui said, with a playful little tsk and a shake of his head, though the grin on his face was nothing less than an outpouring of fondness for the topic at hand. "Even the world is never enough for the likes of Issa-chan ♥. Though I do like to think I've been trying ♥. She hadn't run off yet, though, so I suspect that's a good sign."

Shunsui also wasn't actively trying to poison her like one of her last caretakers was (allegedly!), either, so that definitely earned him some big points right there.

"Seems like it would be," Octavia replied, fond even in her wryness. "She sounds a lot more demanding than the porgs, though."

"Naturally," Shunsui chuckled now with a little dismissive wave of his hand. "She is a cat, after all, and she most certainly knows it ♥. And such demands really only adds to her charm, in my humble opinion ♥."

"Then I guess it doesn't really matter whether I tell her you're right about things, sometimes," Octavia noted, circling back to that, now. "You're charmed either way."

And she finally sipped from her cup.

"I can't argue with you there, Octavia-chan ♥," Shunsui allowed, "though I do feel this is less about me being charmed by her than it is about her being a bit more charmed toward me. And that...." He nodded his head as if to some sort of concession, "requires all the help I can get ♥."

Jon had done shenanigans today, then gone home and showered. A lot. He'd been tempted not to leave his flat again, but it turned out he was out of milk.

So, here he was, using the very last dregs of his ability to interact socially to nod hello to Shunsui.

And Shunsui....once move failed to use the last dregs of his ability to recall some people's names, and so when Jon came in and was so polite as to nod a greeting, it was the least he could do to nod back, grinning faintly, and he even added a congenial little tilt of his hat.

And Jon had apparently earned himself the auspicious honor of being slightly more interesting upon entrance than Issa's current sunspot, as she actually bothered to look his way and let out a sort of mwrow at him. General sound of acknowledgement? Expressing irritation at a nap interrupted? Not related to Jon at all and rather to the itch behind her ear she was now attending to? Who could even tell?

"Supply run ♥?" Shunsui guessed, idly, if only so he could point to the interaction as an attempt should Summer-chan try suggesting he only drank and napped and flirted during his shifts.

"Milk," Jon agreed. He smiled over at Issa and went to offer her his hand. There were more important things than shopping.

And the milk certainly wasn't going anywhere.

Well, around here, it very well could be, but it was still very unlikely.

As Jon neared, Issa's attention was caught just that slight bit more. She was loathe to move much from her very comfortsble position, but she did stretch a little closer to the offered hand, sniffing slightly in the hopes that it was being offered for either pets or, better yet, snacks.

Jon had not brought snacks with him, but pets were always available!

He smiled and rubbed her head, trying to find the best place for scritches. "You are a beautiful girl, aren't you?"

Whether or not Issa's mrrow and subsequent purrs were just an appreciation for the pets or an agreement with the compliment was hard to tell, but there was a good chance it was both.

And Shunsui, watching idly, started to get the small itch of an idea in his head.

"Fond of cats," he asked, "are we ♥? Granted, Issa-chan is quite exceptional, I think it'd be rather impossible for even the most curmudgeonly grouch to be charmed by her," she was, after all, Seivarden's cat, "but still..."

"Cats are wonderful," Jon said, continuing to do his duty of scritches. "And Issa is a lovely lady."

"Certainly no argument there ♥," Shunsui took a moment to pass a little more fondness over toward the cat and considered his current conundrum a little further.

"I don't suppose," he ventured slowly, "you would be interested in...keeping an eye on her for a little while....would you ♥?"

"You mean while you do something." Maybe he had some important napping to do right now? "Sure, why not. The milk isn't going anywhere."

Again, probably. It was Fandom.

There was always important napping to be done, but that was beside the point.

"While I go somewhere," Shunsui corrected lightly. "Alas, duty calls...and it turns out that some of members of my Division are apparently....quite allergic...."

"Oh." Jon blinked. "You don't mean for a few minutes, you mean to take her until...until her owner returns, or until you do."

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