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Fire-y fox? That was something new, it wasn't any burning bush but it was a sign enough that this thing was special. Then again, lots of things were special in the Committee. The thing was... definitely special, it seemed to know what they were taking about. It was enough to draw Yuffie's attention, despite how short it was, away from Tifa for a moment, simply watching its reactions.
Like a baby being hit by a train, she snapped back into reality.
What? Merlin? Was that what she wanted? Man... things were hard to get a hold of when your mind is somewhere else.
"Merlin? Nope! He's probably off doing something. Oh well, it'll be good for him to finally get out of the stuffy house, right," she asked with a smile.
Tifa lifted the table, books and all, high above her head. Yup, Yuffie was right, no Merlin. She noticed a distinct lack of crash and looked up, smiling. That was Merlin all right, sticking his books together so that she wouldn't mess them up. He must have known she was coming. That, or Yuffie had gotten a little crazy with the glue.
A whine and a rumble...Hungry. And, if those huffs were any sign of intelligence, a female. She put the stack down and looked down at the table. "Oh, I'm sorry, you're a girl fox? Well then, here! Try some of this." She opened her bag of trail mix and put it on the table.
Turning back to Yuffie, Tifa continued her earlier thought. "Well, I was hoping he could tell me where this little guy was from. I don't really know where his home is, or I'd take him there. Maybe you had the right idea...do you think Leon likes foxes? At least until we find his home..."
Post by sagefirefox on Jul 14, 2008 12:14:32 GMT -4
Like it was an invitation to a royal banquet Sage's eyes gleamed when the bag of trail mix was set in front of her. Immediately her snout was submerged in the bag of food. The bag crinkled and resulted as her tongue shot out and in. It wasn't like ordinary trail mix, salty nuts and raisins, there was chocolate, peppermints, and dried fruit. The chocolate was to die for. Now any smart person wouldn't have given a fox chocolate...wasn't it poison to them? But any smarter person would've given it to this fox knowing they weren't any ordinary fox. Piles were building up around the edges of the bag as the contents shifted around. Finally the bag was almost empty and the fox was finishing off the remainder when she let loose a huge huff.
A mix of fullness and annoyance it was louder than the ones before, again it was at the words indicating the fox was male. It would seem reasonable for the girl to call the fox a girl all the time. Especially when Sage was younger she deemed all the animals she found to be a girl, she guessed it was vice versa when you were a boy. She shoved away the bag with a paw and stared up at the girl speaking. First someone named Merlin and now a person named Leon. Just how many people were in this committee? With maybe a more showy leap than what was intended she hopped off the table and began searching around. With all these books there was bound to be something on Firefoxes. But as she went around reading the spines there wasn't a single thing.
((... It was my post all along *facepalm* Sorry! And dead muse.))
Leon was particular on the things he liked, and reflective on those that he didn't. Unlike some people, he didn't go boasting around about what or who he liked and who he hated. That was a good thing she supposed though, never wanted to be too cocky, besides, Yuffie gave the committee enough energy as it was... and enough noise pollution.
She did supposedly know Leon well for some reason, perhaps annoying him for all these years was finally paying off... somehow.
Shaking her head, she looked at Tifa, "I don't know, I guess so, besides, not like he'd say no to that face!" She pointed at the fox.
((That's where you'd be wrong! >> *cough* Sorry... *felt like there needed to be a comment from me here* Yes. I stalk threads. :3 I like to call it "Bonding". *pfoofs out the window Yuffie-style*))
There was a large reason why Leon was particular. Because he disliked incompitency. And like the saying went, if you want something done right, do it yourself. Not that that really counted for the rest of the Committee. They were good at what they did, at what they worked at, quirks aside. And if no one was good at it, but trying anyway? Well... just better to do it yourself to avoid mistakes and find something for that person to do else where.
Granted, even he made mistakes...
Not that he'd always admit that.
Regardless, when there wasn't much else to do, it was a general idea to report, at least, to Cid-- Cid was the eldest of the Committee, and although he didn't look (or sound it), he was, in fact, a rocket scientist and capable of dishing out what else needed doing. Or maybe even just to check in, when possible. Never knew when trouble was going to pop up.
And opening the door, the man wasn't really sure what to expect; Leon had been told, quite some time ago, to quite bothering with knocking. It irritated Cid and there had been a particular incident when Merlin lost concentration on something to answer the door that it caused some magical backlash or whatever.
Leon really only remembered all the glittery smoke that stuck flecks of silver to his jacket for weeks.
He wasn't expecting what he saw. Not unusual, per say, just a little off. Usually Cid was in, or at least Merlin. Neither were. He hoped to Hyne that Merlin still wasn't a guppie still... Yuffie was common enough, but Tifa wasn't.
So Leon stood in the door way. Rather perplexed, brows drawing down slightly, hand still on the door knob. And there was an animal here because... why was it on fire? Merlin's doing? You never knew.
Tifa's hand drew itself back into a fist at the door's sudden opening, but it quickly relaxed. Leon...but why didn't he knock? He was politer than that, she knew! Ah well, he probably had some great excuse that, if she asked about it, would take five full minutes to explain. Not worth the bother. She lifted up the fox under her arm, making sure to keep some of the mix in her hand within its reach.
"Hey, Leon!" She walked up and displayed the fox to him. "Have you ever seen one of these before? He's...She seem pretty intelligent, and that fire doesn't seem to be hurting her. I was hoping to ask Merlin about her, but I can't seem to find him." She made sure to turn the fox's head so that it looked extra-cute to him. If Yuffie had her way, this little girl would be the committee's new pet, and could take some effort to convince Leon.
Now that she thought about it, most magical animals tended to wind up in Traverse Town. Sure they had cats, some dogs, and the fish problem Merlin mentioned to her earlier, but only a handful were anything more than basic creatures of the world. Yuffie probably didn't have a pet and hey, this could teach her some responsibility. The more Tifa thought on this, the more she liked it.