Predator and Prey [Quinn,invite]

This was the first time in a long time that she was able to relax and eat a meal, that is until she heard the footsteps wandering closer. She paid them little mine but her ears twitched with the heighten sensitivity. She chomped down upon the chicken before now hearing the door slammed down. She snarled gritting her teeth into it until the soothing touch of Quinn's hand began massaging her right behind the ears. Desperately trying to fight off the instinct of collapsing in ecstasy of the constant massage she barely was lost on the brink of such a climactic feeling. Her once vicious growls softening into grumbles as she started leaning into each stroke. Gahh what on earth are you doing we should being running away or ripping them limb from limb ... ugggh but ears ... She purred and stood up rather wobbling to follow behind the girl who was leading her forward.

What she was just gaining my trust to give me up was she actually working along with them all this time. No why would she have shot that guy dead. Ugh yes please just a bit lower ... N-no must keep focusing what is she plotting I really wish I understood what the heck they were saying. Her limbs slowly lifted herself up beside Quinn and her instincts were to run but this human was different that and she found her Achilles heal so to speak. "S-stop," she whined as she nearly collapsed against Quinn from the soothing pets.

She glanced about and her ears twitched from the sensation as well as listening as they traveled froward till she saw one of their mechanical devices and was coaxed down into the seat. She whined through the petting and laid her head upon Quinn's lap as she wasn't certain what the plan was but she knew if she had been released she would have jumped out of the moving car with no regard to her own health. Something else kept her there though along by her side, other than the constant scratching of her ears. Is she trying to keep me calm so I don't cause any trouble ... I can only assume she has a plan. She sighed and lied down sleepily to keep herself calm to let the girl know that she wasn't going to go anywhere not unless she was betrayed.

Clamping her hands in her armpits she began to meow from being walked into a new hotel, why did they have to move couldn't they have just picked a room beside them. Wasn't that how those buildings worked?

It wasn't long before they got to the hotel, being led up to the penthouse, clearly showing that this person wasn't willing to settle for less then the best. They did just enter the nicest hotel in the city, or at least the most expensive. Nicest was more of an opinion then a fact after all. They took an elevator up, almost tempting Quinn to act then, seeing as how they could only fit four people to watch them, which was laughable, seeing as how none of them seem to have any powers to speak of, just hired grunts. With a quiet ding the doors open, the four people, having realized by this point that Quinn is a monster compared to them, wisely didn't even try to touch the two girls. Nonetheless they were directed to the door and through it.

On the other side was the man who had decided that he wanted something and wouldn't take no for an answer. He was, of course, surrounded by a dozen guards, making it a solid two dozen people if they included the ones that were still making their way upstairs. Quinn looks around the room, wondering which out of the two dozen had any powers, or was this just going to be a one sided slaughter? Those were never interesting. "So, how many people with powers do you have? I do hope it is enough to make things interesting."

The man sneers at Quinn. "You don't warrant hiring people with powers."

Just then the other eight guys enter the room, leaving Quinn and Myr surrounded by two dozen people, not including the rich man who clearly couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag. Quinn just starts to laugh, finding the whole idea that they could take her even though they didn't have a single power between them. Once she got herself under control she turns to Myr, having her sit down on the floor. "Myr, you stay here. Do not move."

Figuring that it would be best to keep the battle quiet, instead of announcing it to the world with a bunch of gunshots, so instead of just ending it quickly by pulling out one of her many firearms, Quinn instead summons a katana, making them all realize that she wasn't going to go down without a fight. Three throwing knives appear in the arm and chest of the first person who went for his gun, and then the battle was on. Quinn danced through the room, only moving just enough to score a kill or to stop one of the henchmen from pulling out a firearm, throwing knives appearing out of thin air as she requires them. It didn't even take five minutes before everyone besides the rich man was dead, blood soaking the floor and walls, but somehow not a single drop landed on the two girls, showing the inhuman prowess that Quinn had.

Quinn closes on the rich man, making sure to dodge the pools of blood. "You should have hired more people." A single slice later and it was done, Quinn returning her sword to nothing and crossing back over to Myr, collecting her on the way to the door. "Come on kitty, let us leave." With that, they were out the door and back down the elevator, the threat having been taken care of.

Myr's tail began to brush the ground as she continued to swish back and forth quite pleased despite the predicament she now found herself in. She didn't much care for the looks of the hotel as it was quite bland and had no resemblance to the jungle she once lived in. Although, the closest thing to home she found so far was the forest which she lead these hunters through a week ago. A few of them surely didn't enjoy having to jump across various streams. As they continued to be led on their way she still was a bit uncertain of why Quinn was allowing themselves to be led further into enemy territory. She always was taught that one should set traps on their own terms but she proved to be strong and agile things that she once thought was only conducive to the strongest of warriors in her clan. Obviously her world wasn't the only one with people who were to formidable for her to face, honestly she couldn't think of anyone in her clan who could beat Quinn. Her own claws did nothing to deter her earlier when she was bathed.

Watching Quinn and the man trade insults made this all very discomforting, Come on what are you planning just give me a sign of some sort I don't wan to be caught in the cross fire. Whining she soon let her ears fold down unhappily glancing back from one to the other. Mimicking Quinn she would say, "Do not move?" Laying down on the ground now as she lied down like a sphinx uncertain if this was what she was being asked of. Not moving? I guess that means that I can just sit here and she will handle everything ... Gulps and flops over onto the ground now licking a paw rather innocently. She didn't enjoy this for one second, both hands slowly slipped the claws from their nail-beds. If anyone was to try and touch her tail or anything while in this dress she was prepared to slice off a large slice of their skin if not maw them to death.

Her head snapped back and forth as she was keeping track of all of the knives and swings of her sword each of them acting like sharpened claws but projectiles their was an art to them that she enjoyed even as they spilled the blood of the man who had hunted her for his own pleasure. As he stood their alone Myr grinned and stood back up onto all fours and growled. However, she wasn't need in this fight she saw Quinn already descend upon the man and deliver a swift slice. "Merowr?" She said to quin before nodding, "T-thanks?" She spoke these words as she recalled that a woman had thanked a man for helping her when a thief was trying to steal a leather pouch from her. She had put two together and determined that it was either a form of gratitude or  possibly a question. She hadn't figure it out as her tone was rather odd.

Leaping over the corpses and blood she would stand up again and walk beside Quinn.  Her purr began to grow to a loud rumble as she startled nuzzling her head against Quinn.  She felt happy now that the man who had been seeking her out was dead. So much so that she wanted to show her gratitude in the only way she knew, her tongue began lapping at Quinn's cheeks intermittently between cheek nuzzles. This continued till the elevator door dinged which she went back to just strolling beside. A silent meow addressed to Quinn as she pointed a finger out the door and across the way. It seemed to have been a small hotdog stand.

"You are welcome." Quinn let's the cat nuzzle against her, but kinda pushes her away when she starts to lick, not really enjoying it that much. She does give her a smile though, as a sort of you're welcome and sorry combo, since she wasn't that sure that her words were understood. Teaching her English was going to be a job and a half and they weren't really in the right place to do it. This continues on until the door opens and they walk out of the hotel, Quinn giving the receptionist a smile and a wave on the way out.

A tug and a meow caught her attention once they were out the door, Quinn following the pointed finger to see a hot dog stand near the entrance of the hotel, still selling food to anyone who was passing by. Quinn check her money to make sure she has enough before giving the cat a smile. "Sure, our meal was interrupted before, was it not?"" An exchange later and Myr had a hot dog in her hands. Quinn looks around, then turns to the cat, wondering what she wanted to do now, but wasn't sure how to even ask her.

You know what she has done good by me thus far I suppose I have no reason to complain about the outfit choice she picked for me. As they approached the stand her nose wrinkled from the smell it was quite delicious smelling although most things in this world did. She wondered what they must have done to their food to make it so tasty. Shrugging she held the hot dog and ate some of it with the bun. Grumbling from the taste of the breading about it she spat out the first bite. She then plucked the dog from it's blanket devouring it in a matter of seconds. "Mmmmmrowr," her let out a coo from the food. Meowing happily she would randomly speed up and slow down making sure that Quinn was still sticking around.

She was frolicking now as if she was in a field of flowers this was the first time she wasn't afraid of this world it's amazing what not being hunted could do to someone. The city was quite nice and the sun had already set but the lamps had been lit, what could she do now. Peeking back at Quinn she sprinted over and grabbed her hand. Meowing at her she decided that it might be good to understand a few things and by doing so try and find some common ground. I really hope that she understands what I'm trying to ask, She pointed to the various vehicles that were traveling about on the roads. After pointing at the moving ones she then leaped onto one that was stationary.