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You called?

[Oh, thank God.]

Yeah; can you handle some more rabbits? As it is, I'm sitting on top of the fucking dresser because it's the only place these fluffballs can't get, and I really need to get ready for work.

[--Oh. Ouch.]

Watch a couple of bunnies? Sure, it can't be that hard. I'll take them flying. Is your window open?

Is my window ope---

[Actually, she can't blame him for not wanting to have to pass Lydia's barricade of her own bunnies and cat.]

It's unlocked. [Not necessarily "open," but not impossible to work around.]

It wouldn't matter.

[With that vague reply, he flies to her apartment, jumping on roofs and running along walls and flipping himself over to grasp the windowsill, tapping the glass with his staff. Perching himself up on the very small spce, he opens the window and drifts into Alisha's room.]

I'm Jack Frost and I'm here to rescue you.

Edited 2013-04-17 18:11 (UTC)

[True to her word, she's situated on top of her dresser, legs as far away from the edge as possible. Her floor practically has a tide of fur, with fifteen or so rabbits scurrying about and several larger rabbits claiming her bed as their island.]

My hero. [Her words might be sarcastic, but there's a genuine relief behind them.]

Scoop up as many as you can and you can have them.

noooooooooooo BUT ALISHA THEYRE SUCH CUTIEZZZZ

sooooooooooooo cuuuuuuute

kitty bennet loves them!!!

u cant deny how cute they are

this is so good its goin on the network

Shoot me now.

they're not like, swarming you or anything, are they?

Not when we can't touch. The problem is there's a shitload of them and I can't go anywhere in this fucking apartment without that happening.

[She flicks on the video function to show an image of her bedroom; there's at least fifteen rabbits on the floor, and several larger ones on top of her bed.]

See?

Dude. That's a lot of rabbits.

You're trapped, aren't you?

That's a nice way of putting it, yeah.

Once-ler. -I'll take them from you!

I think Jack's on his way, but there's a shitload. You're more than welcome to help yourself to wotever he can't carry.

...Your name is "Once-ler"? Who the fuck names their kid that? ...No offense.

Edited 2013-04-15 17:02 (UTC)

Which Jack? The cold Jack? Wouldn't that make the bunnies cold if he carries them? ...Unless they're those huge fluffy snow bunnies?
Are some of them big fluffy snow bunnies? Those are so fluffy and cute.

It's actually "The Once-ler" but uh. Yeah. My mom got a little mixed up that day. It's a funny story actually and it completely kills my self-esteem but I don't think you want to hear it.

Er, yeah, the cold one. Yeah, there's all sorts here, but they all have fur. They'll be fine.

[The guy seems to has fine-tuned his powers enough that she thinks the little things would be fine. She only hopes she's right.]

Tell me it another time. Over those pancakes you promised. Right now, kind of have to focus on the rodent problem, you know?

[They can swap shame stories then; for now though, she just wants to be able to shower and get dressed without a wall of rabbits clinging... and doing other things... to her leg.]

They'll hurtle together and keep each other warm too.

Okay. Right right! I'm on it. I'll get a wagon and roll the ones left out of there for you.

[ To the rescue ]

Yeah. Better them on one another than on me.

[There's an exhale, a sigh of relief.]

...Thanks. [She's not one to show or speak gratitude so blatantly, but frankly, she can't help but feels the situation calls for it.]

Do you not like how fur feels?

[ Tips his hat ]

You're welcome. It's no problem! [ do de do heading over now ]

Not when it's trying to shag me, no.

[Speaking of awkward stories...]

I'm sure the rascals will be happier with you than me.

Uhh... Oh. I didn't realize bunnies liked you that much.

I don't think they like me any more than anyone else. They just go mental when they touch me.

[...Well. That needs some explaining doesn't it? Best to make sure no one else will overhear. She doesn't want to invite conversation outside of Once-ler at the moment.]

Guess wot I'm trying to say is it's not them, it's me. Well, it's this stupid power.

[ ????????? ]

You have a power that makes them go mad as a March hare when they touch you?

That's the nice way of putting it, yeah.

[This might be more than a bit awkward seeing how good-natured the Once-ler has come off as, but if they're going to have that pancake date, he'd have to be filled in anyways for safety's sake.]

When people or things touch me, they go mental and want nothing but to shag my brains out. I should seriously have an award for the world's shittiest power, yeah?

[ That's pretty awkward. Really pretty awkward. He can totally understand why she'd not want a bunch of bunnies around. --Or people in general? ]

Ew. That's awful.

[Nail on the head and nail on the head.]

You're telling me. So it's not exactly pleasant having a carpet of rabbits.

Right. Don't worry. I'll clear them out.

Is it any touch or if I had gloves on and poked you would that be safe? Not that I poke people. That'd just be rude and horribly irritating.

Good.

I'd probably smack you if you did. But you'd be safe with gloves, yeah. It's skin to skin contact with people.

[And sadly, Alisha doesn't have a pair of trousers to her name yet. She's a shorts and skirts kind of girl. Hence why walking around with the rabbits has been more than a bit of a pain.]

I could make you a pair of gloves so you can smack me across the face if you want?

-Anyway! What room is yours? That's a good question.

As long as you make it a point to prod me, I don't think we'll have to worry about that, yeah?

I'm in West 202. Think you can find it alright?

Yup yup.

I got it! [ watch him do one of those ridiculous knocks when he finally gets there. SHAVE AND A HAIRCUT- ]

Oi fucker...

[Not quite "two bits," but seeing as she just tripped over one of the larger rabbits, it works just as well. Alisha scrambles to the door, and as soon as she manages it open, has to stop and try to pry a fuzzball off her leg.

Welcome do her apartment, Once-ler.]

This is shit.

[ He offers a friendly wave then smiles uncomfortably at the rabbit that was just on her. Let's just pick that up and put it in the little wagon he pulled along with him. ]

Okaaaaaay. [ ehem ] Well! It's definitely something.

[Relief and gratitude flicker across her features.]

Er, just take all the ones you want that aren't in Lydia's room. I'm guessing those are the ones she hasn't claimed.

[ He gives her a tiny salute then steps inside, picking up as many bunnies as he can hold in his arms then dumping next to the first one. He'll name that one 'Leggy.'

And repeat the bunny scooping up process until the floor is littered with things significantly less adorable and fluffy ]

How many did she claim? Would her door poor out tons of bunnies if we opened it?

[The more the bunnies are collected, the more her face relaxed.

And yeah, Alisha's going to have to run the vacuum soon. And probably break out some sort of oxy-clean treatment for the spots on the carpet that can't be vacuumed up.]

To be honest, I have no clue. I don't really... make a habit of trying to know wot she's up to. All I know is wot she tells me.

So they might avalanche out, who knows.

[ Once-ler ties a thneed over the top of the wagon, covering it. Now you can not escape little buns.

He kneels down and peeks under furniture to drag any out that are hiding away. ]

You guys don't talk a lot? I wouldn't be surprised if they did! She seems funny like that.

[ He glances at the floor then goes back to bunny hunting, now with a little bit of a disgusted face. Ew look what they did to the carpet. Bunnies are kind of gross now that he thinks about it. ]

[Yeah, she doesn't even want to look down at the moment.]

Not really. I guess she's nice enough, but I'm pretty sure my eardrums bleed every time she opens her mouth and starts shrieking about something or other.

[She lets out a dry, cynical laugh.]

And I thought Nathan and Rudy were bad.

She's just enthusiastic! I don't think it's a bad thing.

[ Bunny? Bunny. Bunny Bunny-- That wagon is full. He's going to have to improvise here. He starts taking armfuls of bunny and dumping them into the hall and shooing them away. BE FREE BUNNIES! ]

Enthusiastic enough that she really aught to move her bed away from the wall.

[If you catch her drift.

Though, Alisha will hand it to the Once-ler; letting them run free is a good idea. Just obvious enough that she didn't consider it. Go figure.]

Oh but look at the fat, fuzzy little shits with their twitchy little noses and fuckin huge ears and all that. Do girls not like little bunny rabbits now, either? Fuck.

I like rabbits just fine. I just don't like having then of them getting off on my leg when I try to walk anywhere.

Can you honestly say that you blame them? If I could, I'd probably try to fuck your ankles too.

I'm so flattered. You're so fucking romantic.

[Or yanno. Not. Poor Alisha is just grumpy because she's at wit's end. It's been... quite the challenge to try and sleep with all the rabbits about and her power. Among everything else. Like walking across the room.]

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