[the one time he sleeps for more than five minutes and his wake up call is Archie's stupid voice and he hopes it was a bad dream but no the voice in his head keeps talking why is it talking who is talking to him at four in the goddamn morning]
[Nanu is - very reluctantly and very irritated - getting out of bed (honestly, if it wasn't a cat, he would have given a firm no and gone back to bed). However, in the meantime, this is a good mode of revenge.]
Didn't you used to be the leader of a terrorist cell?
[He knows Archie's not serious (he better not be serious) so his response is lackluster at best.]
And I could feed you to Raikou.
[Puts sandals on, doesn't bother changing out of his night clothes, and gently wakes Persian up despite her similar growls and huffs of annoyance as Nanu's.]
You want to tell me where you are, or do I have to play hide-and-seek at four in the damn morning?
[Nanu does hear the screaming. He hears it long before he can even see Archie or the fountain itself. It does not hasten his languid, sleepy, shuffling pace whatsoever.]
[Briefly, he does wonder why no one has bothered to investigate things. That would've gotten rid of this hassle for him.]
[So, here he comes. Shuffling at one-quarter his normal speed (partially out of spite), wearing a rumpled, baggy nightshirt and pants, looking at least twice as tired and irritated as usual, and accompanied by an equally bothered Persian glaring at Archie with clear disdain.]
[archie waves at persian, before he even looks at nanu. his crobat is sitting on the edge of the fountain, glaring at archie about five times more severely than either nanu or persian. it glances at the two when they arrive, chirping something exasperated to persian.
the idiot of the hour is... standing with the cat hanging off his arm, not unlike nanu's sableye has done multiple times before, though he's not wearing his wetsuit, this time. his arm and face are covered in little red lines from the... cat.]
Yo.
It's almost light, huh? [he flaps a hand.] Don't worry, you only technically need twenty minutes of REM sleep to be good for the day.
[Nanu says nothing, ignoring him completely and continuing his slow pace until he's several feet from Archie. Persian doesn't break her glare that could double as Mean Look until Crobat starts talking to her, at which point she snarls something in commiseration in return. Despite having no idea what they've just said to each other, Nanu agrees.]
[His eyes drift to the cat. Frankly, Nanu thinks Archie deserves more than the multitude of scratches he already has incurred, but he guesses beggars can't be choosers. From what he can see, the cat doesn't look injured in any way... agitated, yes, but that's understandable. He directs his cold gaze back to Archie.]
[archie completely ignores all this-- acting like it's going over his head. it's not.
this is shown in the slightly awkward grin he gives nanu, clearly... fearing the wrath of god. or an angry, tired old man. he holds the arm with the cat attached to it out.]
4am extended snoring
[groggily:]
Hgwhat.
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[and also serves some clue as to why he didn't just, like, wait. what if it's hurt? nanu would know, right? he has a persian?
look, he's panicking.]
This thing jumped off a building to latch onto my face, what if it fucked up its insides?!
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[There's another extended pause and some annoyed grunting and pointed sighing as he wakes himself and sits up in bed and puts his head in his hands.]
Why, did your head get harder since the last time we talked?
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[archie groans-- mercifully the cat can't be heard.]
Just-- I don't know what to do with these weird... animals. Could Persian talk to it?
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[At least...he's never seen it work successfully in person? The most he's seen is Sableye running after a bunch of would-be Flying-types.]
Does it look hurt? Or is it just clawed into your face?
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I... I know it's late, but can you...
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Can I what.
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Come and... help...
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Didn't you used to be the leader of a terrorist cell?
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[that'd certainly make it leave him alone.]
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And I could feed you to Raikou.
[Puts sandals on, doesn't bother changing out of his night clothes, and gently wakes Persian up despite her similar growls and huffs of annoyance as Nanu's.]
You want to tell me where you are, or do I have to play hide-and-seek at four in the damn morning?
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[there's a pause.]
Crobat didn't want it. Also, remember the fountain I drunkenly tried to dunk you in?
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What do you think?
[He's walking out the door with an angry Persian in tow, though.]
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[this time he does not clarify if it would be the cat or his own.]
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[Briefly, he does wonder why no one has bothered to investigate things. That would've gotten rid of this hassle for him.]
[So, here he comes. Shuffling at one-quarter his normal speed (partially out of spite), wearing a rumpled, baggy nightshirt and pants, looking at least twice as tired and irritated as usual, and accompanied by an equally bothered Persian glaring at Archie with clear disdain.]
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the idiot of the hour is... standing with the cat hanging off his arm, not unlike nanu's sableye has done multiple times before, though he's not wearing his wetsuit, this time. his arm and face are covered in little red lines from the... cat.]
Yo.
It's almost light, huh? [he flaps a hand.] Don't worry, you only technically need twenty minutes of REM sleep to be good for the day.
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[His eyes drift to the cat. Frankly, Nanu thinks Archie deserves more than the multitude of scratches he already has incurred, but he guesses beggars can't be choosers. From what he can see, the cat doesn't look injured in any way... agitated, yes, but that's understandable. He directs his cold gaze back to Archie.]
What do you want.
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this is shown in the slightly awkward grin he gives nanu, clearly... fearing the wrath of god. or an angry, tired old man. he holds the arm with the cat attached to it out.]
Want it?
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[His eyes narrow, the uncomfortable, unblinking glare unnaturally steady.]
The thing jumped on you...and you want to pawn it off on me.
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he's not.]
You have a Persian? [he says like this makes any fucking sense at all.] And an Absol...
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[archie it is four a.m. in the fucking morning]
Is that supposed to win me over?
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[at least he's... honest?]
Just-- take it. Or I will feed it to Crobat.
[he won't.]
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[Punctuated by a hearty growl from Persian. Who shares another look with Crobat.]
The hell is wrong with you tonight?
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I got attacked by a demon for no reason! Look, I'm sorry for wakin' ya up, but this thing really didn't want to leave me alone.
[the cat looks back at archie and YOWLS.]
See!
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[Yeah he's not buying "for no reason" even if it may be true? Also he's intent on making Archie suffer and draw this out for as long as possible.]
Well what did you do to it?
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