destinystrings | ITP: Kittens

Who: Arturia
Where: Virgo Ward
Summary: Arturia is settling in, meaning she has things to do: a). Buy kitty litter and cat food and b). Explore the city to find the best routes.
Warnings: Mention of cats?
Arturia, unlike others, hadn't bothered with the Network upon arrival. It was easy enough to peruse and get her head together. No, she had something else to do besides socialize on the internet: shopping.

Shopping for the four little kittens who had come through to Hinoto-Ri with her. It was nice to be able to do something relatively normal after the strange last few days she'd had. Even being brought to this strange place did not measure up to how odd and unnerving it had been. First she got chased through the streets for her life. Then she found out she had become a Master in some magical war alongside Rin? Then her own Servant being the one to snipe one of her.... well, Shinji was a sleazeball, but he was also Sakura's brother. How could she hope to face Sakura knowing Shinji would be alive if she had made it clear to Archer not to kill him? Now she was in a strange city in another world. What was next? A crippling sense of fear she couldn't explain driving her mad?

Yes, right now it was much easier to focus on her cats safely sleeping in her tiny apartment with a makeshift litter box and little else. If she was going to stay in this city, she needed to see about her moped getting converted and getting more than this small stipend she'd been given. It'd take a while to set up the delivery business she'd once had, but once she got to know the city better and earned enough to fix up her moped it would be easy. She could go back home soon enough, right? Maybe this short break to think things through wouldn't be so bad.

That being said, she still needed to find a pet store and was having no luck. To remedy this little problem she approached someone on a street corner who looked friendly enough, cleared her throat to get their attention, and asked:

"Excuse me? Do you know where there's a pet store around here? I've just arrived and am still finding my way around. Any help would be most welcome."

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Eventually they get to the pet store and when they get there, apparently a couple dogs are in a little cage to be pet.

Oh look, they seem to love Garvi if how excited they get upon seeing him and how they start barking like mad is any clue.

Garviel frowns, and then eventually pats them lightly, still quiet. The seem to like that. He looks at them, they look at him, and sort of acknowledge an Alpha, if a kind one. The connection of Astartes to the various canids of Terra are notable on a genetic level, if some of the techpriests are to be believed, at least the Luna Wolves and the Vlka Fenryka, though far more for the Space Wolves. For the Sons of Horus, it was more a reflection of doglike, pack-loyalty. And Loken was always an exemplar of loyalty, though he wouldn't say it aloud.

Arturia herself reached into the cage and pet a few herself, her hands being licked as a soft smile came across her features.

"You know, there's an old wives tale that says you can tell a person's true character by how a dog responds to them."

"I was unaware of that. But I don't know any old wives."

He looks at the dogs for a moment longer, looking for any that are black, and meeting their eyes for a moment. Looking for telltale facial features as well.

"Do you know some, then?"

"Quite a few. You hear a lot of things from people when you deliver packages. There's this one old couple who believed if you put a piece of paper with a bit of writing on it above your door, it'll keep evil spirits at bay."

Something she'd never put much stock in, but was willing to let them believe what they wished. She could walk on water and Rin could shoot magic from her fingers. Who was to say that a piece of paper couldn't keep evil spirits at bay?

For all she knew she'd summoned one, but Arturia pushed thoughts of Archer down. No. Now was not the time for that. She had to focus on the little ones in her care.

"That sounds almost like a superstitious version of the Oaths of Moment that my brotherhood used to adorn our war-gear before we took to the field. Only we didn't believe in evil spirits, or worship at fanes. We simply used it as a mental focus."

He watches her carefully, taking note of her micro-expressions, trying to read the little woman's face and mood.

Oh, if it's micro-expressions he's looking for, what he'd be most likely to find is amusement, fondness for the dogs, perhaps a hint of nervousness and unease. But who wouldn't be ill at ease in a situation like this? Even if Arturia could say she was a hundred percent a normal person she would still be ill at ease in this place.

"People in general tend to be superstitious. I for one think there are things out there we can't yet explain. How exactly we wound up in this city is one of many of them."

"Superstitions are danger things. And there are always rational explanations, even if they are emanations of psionic abilities." He doesn't want to talk with her about Chaos and the primordial annihilator. Not yet.

"As for how we got here, I have some ideas about that, but I need more information. It isn't out of the question that technologies and certain abilities that people from my time could have combined to do something like this."

"Psionic abilities?" she asked, looking up at him. Was that what it was called where he came from? Or did magic just not exist?

"Well, I'm looking to explore the city and there are bound to be people here who you could question about the process of coming here, I think. I still have some questions to ask of people, myself."

She stood from the dogs and glanced through the aisles, looking for the section on cats. The dogs whined at the loss affection, but soon turned their attentions to Garvi and started jumping over the dogs already vying for his attention to get it.

"Yes, psionic abilities. Those who can reach into the Immaterium with psychic powers, and through force of will change reality, or gain certain insights that might otherwise be impossible to glean."

He sounds a bit more grim when she mentions people to be questioned about the process of their coming here, "Oh yes, I do intend to ask certain questions, when I've found the right people."

For a moment, he looks almost angry, then notably relaxes and pets the dogs with both hands, almost shyly, clearly unused to this degree of affection from anything, or anyone.

"....would walking on water fall under psionic abilities?" she finds herself asking.

It's kind of fascinating to hear about these sort of things from other worlds and Arturia always did feel her one ability as a Magus was kind of useless except in specific situations. Still, it couldn't hurt to learn how it'd be considered across the worlds.

"That would depend entirely on what sort of augmetic enhancements you have. I've seen a techpriest levitate himself with nothing but the power of his own circuitry and a mastery of magnetism, but that was just science." He smiles, slightly, "Without that kind of gross alteration of your physical form, yes, that would most likely fall under the purview of psionics. A telekine talent, I believe."

ITP: Kittens

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