354/Found a Garden Snake

Found a Garden Snake
Date of Scene:	10 May 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	In which a gang of would be muggers is rescued from Sibilance by Chat Noir. And then he promises to help her find flower pots.
Cast of Characters:	142, Sibilance

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Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
Night time. It's when Chat Noir was free of his oppressive life as Adrien Agreste. With that freedom, Chat leaps through this still new to him city, heading toward the parts that seemed darker. It's these areas where akuma could fester. Not sure what he could do if Ladybug didn't show up, he could at least handle normal crimes and try to keep people here from feeling so hopeless.

Prowling, the leather clad cat-hero took a moment to pause on the corner of a building.

Sibilance has posed:
A soft sound of a rattlesnake tail sounds below, in the alley he is perching above. The rattling is a warning sound, belonging to the tail of a very heavily dressed figure down there in the alley. It isn't toward Chat but toward a gang of thugs that are closing in around the diminutive snake-tailed figure, she shuffles away holding a bag of assorted scavenged possessions.

That homeless creature is about to get mugged. They only laugh at the rattling tail, since the homeless figure is retreating in an unquestionably cowardly fashion. It seems they don't want a fight.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
Head turning, Chat Noir's keen eyes spot the mugging in progress. There really isn't a hesitation. This is why he's out here. With careless grace, Chat launches himself sidewise off the building. Two contacts are made with the alley walls to slow his descent just enough to not break the first of the muggers he lands on. There is also no hesitation as he immediately works his way through the gang, one versus however many.

"This hardly seems a fair fight. So many of you, one of me. You're welcome to run away, if you want. Beclaws right meow, you're losing badly," Chat is saying while not really giving the gang a chance to cut and run. Each strike is precise, the claws kept to himself so all the attacks subdue and nothing more.

Sibilance has posed:
The snake person's head lifts when an odd sound happens above her, reacting far faster than the thugs do to it. They hesitate when they spot that, and their heads lift--

They're sent scattering by Chat Noir. It really isn't fair, they just scramble to get away from the 'Weird kid in the black spandex,' sprinting down the alleyway and tripping over themselves after the initial trouncing. It ends up with the alley just containing Chat, and...

"... hola," greets the shy, feminine snake person, her voice muffled through the ski mask that covers her face. She reaches up to adjust her goggles self-consciously and wonders, "Are you a superhero?" Her tail curls around her ankles, her posture still defensive even when it comes to Chat, although there's no more warning rattling.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
Gangers scattered and alley empty, Chat Noir turns to the victim, a bright carefree smile on his face. He regards the snake-girl for a moment, then sweeps into an over done flourishing bow.

"Buenas noches, bonita," he replies in fluid Spanish, no trace of accent. And then into English as she continues. Like his Spanish, the English is clear of accent.

"Yes. Yes I am. I'm Chat Noir." The last two words are clearly NOT English.

Sibilance has posed:
"..." Her head seems to follow the bow in quiet musing, and she only grows more uncomfortable when called 'bonita.' Only for a second, though, since his appearance and demeanor are disarming. She uncoils her tail and her posture straightens. She is pretty short.

"I'm Sibilance," she answers, her soft voice more vibrant now, yet still as gentle as her non-violent behavior earlier. "Or Sibil, if it pleases. Thank you for helping me... I didn't want to hurt them," she tells him.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
Cat-sharp gaze notes the snake tail. Chat blinks, but the smile doesn't falter. If anything it grows brighter. As she introduces herself, Chat reaches out for a hand and provided she lets him take it, he galiantly bows over it, gently touching her knuckles to the flop of gold hair at his foreheard.

"Well, then I'm purrfectly happy to have saved them furrom-mew," Chat quips, winking.

Sibilance has posed:
A hand is taken, her tail rattling for a couple seconds. There's a very faint resistance indicative of hesitation... but not enough to stop him, her voice letting out a soft and embarrassed 'ah' at the gesture he gives her. She pulls her hand away after that and stares at it, baffled by what he did. Sibilance hasn't ever received that kind of greeting.

"... you're very strange," remarks the homeless snake girl.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
"Purrfectly strange?" Chat Noir tries, grinning hugely as he straightens up from the bow. His hands on his hips, he looks so much the super hero. In a skin tight black cat suit. And mask, and cat ears, and a tail that's curling one way then curling hte other behind him.

Sibilance has posed:
Her hand then lifts to pull her goggles down to hang around her neck, and she pulls her mask off to reveal her snake-like head, expressive but more than a little on the anthropomorphic creature side of things. She gives him a quizzical stare with her bright golden eyes, and her long forked tongue flicks out several times.

"Just strange," she remarks earnestly, not seeming to mean anything rude by it. She awkwardly smiles at him, hoping that he doesn't take it the wrong way.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
How can he, when curiosity wins out and Chat openly stares at the snake before him. His head tilts, like a cat studying a thing it's trying to understand.

"Better than repulsive. I'll take it. So... what's a purretty snake like mew doing out on a nigh tlike this?" Chat forges on, full steam ahead, smile returning just as bright as ever.

Sibilance has posed:
'Pretty.'

Sure, he made it another cat pun, but he complimented her appearance. She recoils somewhat and lowers her gaze to the pavement, frowning lightly and wrapping her tail firmly around her legs. And she /blushes/. She blushes deeply and thoroughly, sandstone scales going pink. She fiddles with her bag of gubbins. "I was looking for containers for growing flowers," she admits, "I found a bunch of plastic bits that I could use..." She digs around in the bag and pulls out a thick plastic box lookin' thing to demonstrate. Hard to tell what it was.

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
Chat Noir leans in to peer at them, head tilting hte other way. An ear swivels to listen to the world around them as he studies the plastic ware.

"Well then, Bonita. We shall have to find you some flower pots! It'll be a game. See how many I can find you!" Chat says eagerly, a bounce sending him up to his toes briefly.

Sibilance has posed:
Sibil beams when he offers to help her with her task! "Ahh, thank you very much," she responds, her smile so animated and her tail perking up behind her. She claps a couple times, even, a girlish wiggling of her hips accompanying that.

"Should I follow you? Or should I wait here...? I bet you can find me more than enough for my flowers to have room to grow~"

Adrien Agreste (142) has posed:
"Well, how about mew show this little Chaton to where you want your flowers to grow and then I'll run out and see what I can find fur you?" Chat offers, smiling at the girlish wiggle-giggle.. giggle-wiggle. Potential akuma victim averted! Chat is a good kitty!

Sibilance has posed:
"Gladly," she replies, and she turns to lead Chat off to the Garden, which he'll discover is ... quite an impressive little greenhouse that she's set up for herself. But that's for another time.