Unplanned Autograph Session

[Mr. Moon]

Jan #1

The writer’s arrival on the Conomi Island caused some serious ruckus. Not because the local people would recognize him, but simply because he was accompanied by an adult cheetah. The presence of such predator was unnerving, especially for the parents, who were chasing their kids home on a mere sight of them.

“See, that´s why I was telling you to transform back into human form.”

He whispered, to the feline, who answered with amused

“Meow”

Jan sighed, patting her slender head, before heading towards the restaurant he found near the main square. It probably wasn´t helpful, that this island was suffering under the tyranny of pirates not so long ago. He could only imagine how suspicious and careful the locals became after that experience.

Opening the doors leading to a smaller, but surprisingly clean place, Jan met with angry gaze of an elderly man behind the bar.

“Hey…animals don´t belong here!”

He shouted at the author, who stabbed Lin with angry look.

“Really? I promise, she will behave. She will just lie under table and…”

The cheetah poked him with her wet nose.

“Meow..!”

Jan sighed.

“Alright, alright, she will be sitting on chair, but I can pay you for your troubles.”

He reached for his wallet, pulling out way more than would be necessary for full course menu for two. The bartender´s eyes narrowed as he was looking from one to another, before carefully nodding.

“Fine, but if it starts to bother other guests, I throw you both out.”

Jan nodded.

“Did you hear the gentleman? No that you try to hunt other guests.”

Lin snarled, finding them an empty table, where she jumped on a chair sitting down with an breath taking elegance.

“Show off…”

The writer muttered for himself, sitting down across her, before pulling out his notebook and pen.

[Jess]

My, my, now this seems lively, doesn't it~?

Ready for the day~! Sliding her sword into place on her hip and smiling as she did so, Ellie Edwards sent her gaze toward the mirror and was happy to see that she not only looked rather cute in her frilled blouse and pleated skirt but also rather capable as well, and only felt her confidence growing all the more because of those facts. The brow of the beauty tightening on account of this, but not in a way that showed fury or frustration but rather the determination of duty, she was able to hold her head high and puff out her chest even further because of the purpose she felt in the moment as she left her room and locked it behind her, and then trotted down some stairs with both pomp and poise.

“I’ll be heading out for the day, okay~?” Nodding toward the figure who stood behind the desk of the Conomi Inn and smiling once more as she bid the woman that ran the fine establishment in which she had arranged her room and board a good day, though the stay of this sable siren had largely been uneventful or at least when compared to what this nation had grown used to, that didn’t mean she didn’t take any less pride in her activity. In fact, the peace that she had found here was something she was happy to do her part to protect, even if it was in a voluntary fashion.

"Oh, you're not going on another patrol, are you, miss?
You really don't have to, you're supposed to be a guest?"

A very voluntary fashion indeed going off the response she garnered as Miss Edwards had embarked upon the activity, the figure she met seemed to wince slightly at the news though not because she expected disaster, instead the mature matriarch that ran the place felt a little guilty for allowing a young woman who was paying plenty for her place to stay to also take on this chore as well. It felt like she was going above and beyond, and while appreciated, seemed like an imposition was being cast on someone who should be going out and enjoying the youth she still had.

“Nonsense, after all this land has been through, it’s only right?” Ellie feeling the contrary however and in her own way seeming to derive her own sense of satisfaction from the activity and in her mind likely far more than if she had spent her days gossiping or batting her lashes at boys, she tucked her thumbs into her belt as she assured her aged acquaintance that it wasn’t much trouble, and in fact given what she had learned of the history of the land was the least she could do in fact.
“Any honourable warrior would want to make sure the streets are safe?” Frankly finding a sense of fondness for her ability to feel like a deputy of the sheriff or some such even if she had no badge or official approval for what she was doing, given both her love of chivalric duty and her perhaps also the sense of importance she carried herself with it was the perfectly prefectly purpose for herself to find, and a joy as well. After all, it felt good to do good, and while she was not so reckless as to go looking for a fight she also relished the chance to see just how her skills were improving if she did so happen to find herself in one, didn’t she?

	Ellie Edwards	### words
	@tag, Patrol Pink

[Mr. Moon]

Jan #2

The young writer was looking at his companion, who was sitting in her full beast form on the chair, assuming the “noble statue” position, that was so typical for all the cats in his father´s house.

“You know…”

He sighed

“It would be much easier, if you just transformed into your human form.”

However, the female cheetah ignored his complain completely, looking at the grumpy innkeeper instead, while showing off her teeth in acted yawn, that made the man paused.

“You are sure that thing won´t eat me?”

He asked, holding the menu in front of him, as if it was some kind of shield or something like that.

Jan sighed again.

“Yes, I am sure, she considers biting people to be unhygienic.”

Not really convinced, the innkeeper carefully reached to their table, dropping the menu and quickly retracting his hand as if he was afraid that Lin will try to bite it off.

“F*****g freak…”

He growled as he was leaving their table, prompting the cheetah to bare her teeth again, this time in an angry hiss. As if driven by an instinct of long-time dog owner, Jan patted her head to calm her down, before he started picking their food.

“Let me guess, you want the same thing as I do, as usual.”

The Writer muttered still a little angry that she was refusing to talk in her full beast form despite being more then capable of doing so.

“Meow.”

Lin said, poking him with her wet nose into the face, which was her version of a kiss.

Mildly irritated, Jan went through the menu, quickly picking their lunch. The innkeeper however was apparently too busy at a different table and so he reached into his bag, pulling out a thick notebook he was using for a writing.

Always curious, Lin stretched her neck to see better, however Jan pushed her away.

“Don´t be inpatient. I told you can not read it until it will be finished.”

[Jess]

My, my, now this seems lively, doesn't it~?

TWEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!

The shrill and shrieking scream of a whistle the weapon which Miss Edwards preferred in her patrol route, though the blade on her hip was useful for intimidation with the right party and defence in extreme measure ultimately the dark dish preferred acting as a peaceful deterrent, and so the small object she held on a string on her neck to draw attention seemed a measure more useful in what she was doing.
“You there! The pavement is for pedestrians!” Case in point when one saw a youngster who had seemed to have commandeered a twin wheeled device to ride around on and opting to do so with an air of discourtesy toward those aiming to make their way by their feet, the black beauty was happy to draw attention and clap her hands on her hips as she offered a stern and to the point rebuke, and sent the lad on his way with a lesson on civic duty of his own going forward.

Good gracious, it’s a lively one today isn’t it? Not about to spill blood or unsheath steel over such a small matter however and so sending such a soul on their way quickly, the young warden shook her head and sighed as she did so before looking around to see that the day was full of hustle and no shortage of bustle as well, and felt a little bit of relief in that fact. It was nice to see the island busy, wasn’t it?
What’s this…? Perhaps the activity level even seeming to defy common expectation in certain areas as well, it was not too long after that Ellie found her eyes falling upon what looked to be a gathering of children and other folk with more time than purpose on their hands currently, and with that so too did it seem that the interest of the woman with the whistle was drawn as well.

“Well, well, what’s going on here then?” Smirking a little as she took in the sight of a group seeming to build in front of one of the local eateries and cocking her brow because of that, while it wasn’t an uncommon sight to see a gathering of her juniors outside the local toy store or the sweet shop either, from what she could tell they seemed to be fascinated by something inside one of the more upscale restaurants which seemed odd, and amusing as well.
“Did Bottomless Pete come in again~?” Remembering stories of some fool who has bested a few of the local places in their eating challenges because of this sense of peculiarity, the sable siren shook her head and smiled at the gathering as she weaved her way toward the front of it, and then looks to the window to see what’s drawing so much interest. Though never for a second did she expect to find what was inside, did she?

	Ellie Edwards	### words
	@tag, Patrol Pink

[Mr. Moon]

Jan #3

The writer chased Lin away by a gentle slap across her snout, earning annoyed hiss, as she withdrew her head back, into much safer distance.

“No, don´t give me that look.”

Jan turned away from the cheetah as she was trying to convince him with a set of perfect puppy eyes.

“You know that I hate when…”

The writer wanted to say, “someone is reading through my notes.” But didn´t finished the sentence as he noticed a small crowd gathered in front of the restaurant looking in their direction.

“Oh, look you are famous.”

He grinned, turning back to his cheeky girlfriend, only to find out that she wasn´t there anymore. That sneaky woman used the moment of his distraction to snatch his notebook in her mouth, running towards the door.

“No, you won´t…someone stop her!”

Jan yelled, jumping up on his feet, just as Lin jumped on the doorknob with her front paws, opening the door leading outside. Of course, no one really tried to stop her. The locals knew better than to go and try to stop the fleeing feline.

“Do you hear me? Stop!”

Jan yelled again, taking chase right after her, even when he knew how futile this attempt was. Even as a human Lin was much faster than him and her Devil Fruit pushed this trait of her to the level when he simply couldn´t compete. Still…she stole his notes!

Rushing out of the inn, followed by an angry voice of the innkeeper, the writer looked around, only to realise, that the cheeky cheetah already disappeared between the buildings.

“Crazy woman, what if someone tries to shoot her…”

He cursed for himself, turning to the small gathering around the inn, looking for someone with wits sharper than was the local average.

“I am sorry, but did anyone saw where she went?

Jan asked, hoping for a quick and direct answer.

[Jess]

My, my, now this seems lively, doesn't it~?

Is that…? Dark irises studying the shape of a rather enchanting and exotic looking feline creature who seemed to be sitting by the table as a pet of one of the people inside, for a moment Miss Edwards found herself both captivated and confused by how well trained the animal must have been to be out in public like that, but realized the recklessness in the deed when it seemed to lash out suddenly and then rush toward the door.
Oh no! Unsure of whether it had been spooked by something inside or the crowd had drawn its attention, those ebony eyes widened with terror as the perky patrolwoman had an ominous premonition of one of the child nearby being mauled or carried off by a hunting animal like that, and so stepped in to prevent such tragedy occurring even if it might have resulted in a waste of such majesty.

“Get back, all of you!” Reflexively drawing the sharp steel on her hip and stepping forward with blade in one hand and the other sweeping the kids backward, the black beauty measured her weapon ready to strike back at any lunge that the creature might have tried against the smaller and slighter souls, but to her surprise and perhaps relief soon after she found that her alarm had been somewhat unwarranted.
It ran away…? Ready to lash out against the swift savagery of the animal but it seeming to bolt straight past the onlookers and the woman who defended them and away from the restaurant, Ellie fluttered her long lashes and let loose a sigh, but all too quickly found herself stunned as a second shape bolted from the door.

“I-It went this way…” This one perhaps a little more typical of what one might expect from an eatery such as this but appearing in no less frantic a rush than the speckled cat before him, he made it all too clear immediately that the dashing creature was his pet or something similar to it, and while such a fact and what had followed it seemed worthy of a rebuke and even a reprimand for the moment the raven had greater concerns.
“I’ll help you. Things could get dangerous with a beast like that on the loose…!” Still not quite sure what was going on but guessing that there were all too many negative outcomes should the cheetah be allowed to rampage footloose and fancy free through a busy township, Miss Edwards pushed her sword back into its hilt and broke into a run as she followed after the route that their apparent escapee had taken, and hoped for both the sake of the locals and the overgrown kitten that they’d find the feline before things got any worse…

	Ellie Edwards	### words
	@tag, Patrol Pink

[Mr. Moon]

Jan #4

As he sprinted out of the restaurant, young, black-haired woman showed him the direction in which Lin ran. The writer nodded his “thank you” her way, running in that direction, only to realised, that she decided to join him. Explaining how dangerous this situation could be.

Turning back, while still running at full throttle, Jan made slightly annoyed face.

“Dangerous? Of course, it´s dangerous! She had my handwritings! I didn´t even finished that thing!”

He snapped, visibly frustrated, before turning back to the way ahead. Looking around the village, or was it perhaps a small town, Jan couldn´t find many places where she could quickly disappear and get enough privacy to read without being discovered by the locals. One of such places was a side allay between several houses on the left. Heading to that direction, he sprinted around the first two buildings, only to quickly slow down as he noticed the tip of her tail peeking from behind a nearby corner.

Once again, he looked to the woman, that decided to follow him. From the way she looked she wasn´t even in her twenties, tall, curvy, fair complexion dark hair, the exact type Lin would hate to see with him.

With a single gesture he learned from Magnus, the writer signalled her to wait for him, before walking around the building, finding Lin, still in her cheetah form as she is lying on the ground with his notebook between her front paws. It was opened on the first side, and she was so lost in the story, that she didn´t even noticed him.

“Ehm, ehm…”

He cleared his throat, startling the feline on the ground. She jumped up, turning around to face him with a warning hiss, but when she realised who was there, she lowered her head in silent apology.

“Yeah, yeah, save it for someone who would believe you…”

The writer muttered, collecting his notebook without realising, that it had his pen name printed on it´s cover. An courtesy from his publisher.

[Jess]

My, my, now this seems lively, doesn't it~?

Handwritings? Why would a beast take those…? Frowning at the unexpected element in why the man was so very motivated to chase the animal down, for a second Ellie doubted what she had heard when he mentioned what she presumed was a book or some form of manuscript or something, and was left a little confused when she confirmed the idea and noted that the strangeness in some form of ferocious feline making off with paper and ink over something a little more obvious.
“What sort of writing do you…?” Probing the stranger because of that unsurprising bewilderment, curiosity over both the situation and the wider implication begun to get the better of her all the same as they continued onward and the sable siren found herself compelled to ask about what he had been writing, as any good literary enthusiast should have, but before she express her inquiry properly they seemed to come upon their quarry waiting for them quite candidly and calmly.

“Whew, looks like the cat didn't get too far?” Breathing a sigh of relief for that fact and ever more so that they apparently managed to catch the creature before it had done any real harm, Miss Edwards paused to catch her breath a little and rested her hands on her knees as she did so, before straightening up and shaking her head as she perused the scene before her.
Slimmer than a leopard or jaguar? A cheetah perhaps~? Intrigued as she did so and ultimately for more than a few reasons, while she let the 'owner' of the animal take the lead she couldn't help but eye the furry feline with a sense of wonder, and steadily seemed to recognise what sort of kitty she was looking at because of the spots and skinniness it possessed, and perhaps showed elements of her greater education in that fact.

“Wait a second…” That act helping her to observe what the fleet feline was doing as well and this only seeming to bring a fresh sense of confusion to the femme, she tilted her head as she once more was left to question what she saw before her as the cat seemed to show a sense of curiosity which was far more astonishing than it was deadly, and promoted her to lapse into a greater sense of girlishness because of it.
“That's so cute! It's like she was trying to read your book~?” Losing herself a little in fact as she recognised such endearing behaviour and clapping her hands together as she did so, the black beauty bounded forward for a better look at what the cat was so curious about and seemed to widen those big doe eyes of her as she did so as well, and found herself lost to an earnest sense of envy at the purrfect peculiarity she had been presented with and the man who got to observe it in what she presumed would be the every day…

	Ellie Edwards	### words
	@tag, Patrol Pink

[Mr. Moon]

Jan #5

The writer turned his head towards the young guardswoman who was just admiring Lin, probably mistaking her for an actual cheetah. Well, to be completely fair to her, neither he nor Lin gave her any real reason to think otherwise, which was an oversight Jan decided to correct.

“Trying to read? That little…”

He started but didn´t finish the sentence, as Lin got up on her feet and gracefully walked toward Ellie bumping her head into her thigh while purring like an oversized house cat, that was meeting a new friend. And while it would probably look adorable to any onlooker, it brought the writer even closer to the boiling point.

“Oh, and now you are going to play a good kitty?”

The writer snapped at her angrily, raising his notebook high as he wanted to gently hit her nose with it as a punishment for both, stealing from him and pretending to be a cheetah. However, he never got that far, as the feline jumped in fright, quickly running around the guard, to hide behind her, looking at her boyfriend from behind her legs.

Annoyed by her games, Jan crossed his arms on his chest.

“Seriously? You know how I hate when someone reads my handwriting before it´s actually finished yet you stole it anyway and now you´ll act all scared and innocent? I am not buying that.”

He growled angrily with a deep frown on his face, acting almost as if he was ignoring the woman between him and Lin, or rather as if he completely forgets about her presence. Well, to be fair, Jan wasn´t trying to be rude or anything, it was simply the way his mind worked. Disappearing into his own worlds and back, he was terrible at staying present and actually seeing what was going around him, especially when his emotions or imagination were running wild like now.

[Jess]

My, my, now this seems lively, doesn't it~?

“O-Oh, goodness… Aren't you… Aren't you a cutie huh?” The sable siren found surprised when the feline she had feared only a matter of moments beforehand seemed to suddenly turn rather docile and even affectionate, that deep and dark gaze only seemed to grow larger as Ellie looked town to see what was little more than an overgrown housecat pleading with her for attention, which she was hesitantly but happy to provide.
“Should I…?” Thankfully more experienced with larger animals thanks to her passion for equestrianism and therefore far less likely to feel intimidation by creatures such as this, the reluctance she showed in offering out her hand and letting the furry fancy grasp her scent was more to do with not wanting to startle the marvel who had taken an interest in her, but with the comfort of this charmer she was more than happy to move on to stroking that wonderful fleece or even scratching behind her ears. After all, one had to surmise that regardless of size, the fine feline tended to share certain spots of sensitivity to satisfy, right?

“She's wonderfully tame, isn't she~?” All the while left to bask in the magnificence of both the stunning creature she found baying for her attention and the obvious bond she sensed between her and the man she had helped, Miss Edwards was quite the mark usually when it came to matters of deception due to how she wore her heart on her sleeve, and in this case proved no exception to that rule.
“How long have you…?” Never for a second seeming to suspect a ruse and likely to doubt such an assertion anyway, all she could do was guess that this sublime splendour had been raised by the stranger since being a cub, and for that reason and her overall fondness for all things born from nature she could only make inquiries to confirm that suspicion.

“Gosh, no wonder she runs away from you…!” Such adorable behaviour quickly seeming to win her loyalty as well and so too was the apparent innocence shown by the crafty cat as well, Ellie could only feel her brow creasing and lip pouting at the complaint that was raised by what she presumed was the hander of this handsome creation, and as such she found herself tempted to give even one who had wrought such a delightful docility from this beast a bit of a lecture to remind him of his responsibilities.
“You shouldn't talk to her like that? Animals are more sensitive than they seem?” Always a champion of all things coming from the kingdom of animals and this no exception, the dark dish could only disapprove of what the man was saying and raised a protest of his words because of that, and never for a moment did she seem to clock onto to the fact that this marvellous mummer was playing her like a fiddle as she did so…

	Ellie Edwards	### words
	@tag, Patrol Pink