LoopyPanda
Black Jacket
"Oh yes, I remember that bottle. I put it somewhere in my room before the commotion with Ultraman happened, I'll bring it out with me." Bernkastel looked up at Lucifer from the doorway, peering over her shoulder momentarily. "Even if it's take-out I'd like to actually be able to enjoy it without eating it out of a bowl like a house cat. I'll be back in a moment." With that, she pushed the door shut with her paws and trotted off to look for a gown to wear. "Hmm, what to eat... maybe not a fish tonight since it won't possibly live up to Cuki's salmon dishes with the way I like them." Bern figured she'd go for a meat that would match up with the wine, closing her eyes to begin what would be the reassembly of her human form.
There was a faint glow from under her door that occasionally flared bright enough to practically encase the frame, but then it faded out...
"Here we go, now I'm-- ...what the hell is this..."
The hallway of her room was overcast in a shadow with complete silence for several moments. Bernkastel's door slowly opened with a loud creak and some heavy footsteps slowly thudded softly along the carpet, inching closer as people conversed among themselves. In the shadows, there revealed a pair of feline eyes that ominously glowed an iridescent color in the darkness of the silhouette standing in the unlit corridor.
"I have decided..." a low voice rang out.
Out from the hallway stepped a humanoid feline creature covered head to toe in black fur wearing a gothic gown. It stood about Bernkastel's usual height, but accompanied by the large fluffy tail and large set of ears, the 'person' had her distinct blue hair in its disheveled style with the bangs sitting just above the purple eyes.
"I think... I'll just have roasted chicken to go with this." It had Bernkastel's voice, gripping Wordplay's wine bottle with a fluffy hand. Her voice was flat and she practically stared unblinking, but with her cat face it was impossible to tell what her expression was. "... a whole one since I haven't eaten all day," Bern said to Cross.
There was a faint glow from under her door that occasionally flared bright enough to practically encase the frame, but then it faded out...
"Here we go, now I'm-- ...what the hell is this..."
The hallway of her room was overcast in a shadow with complete silence for several moments. Bernkastel's door slowly opened with a loud creak and some heavy footsteps slowly thudded softly along the carpet, inching closer as people conversed among themselves. In the shadows, there revealed a pair of feline eyes that ominously glowed an iridescent color in the darkness of the silhouette standing in the unlit corridor.
"I have decided..." a low voice rang out.
Out from the hallway stepped a humanoid feline creature covered head to toe in black fur wearing a gothic gown. It stood about Bernkastel's usual height, but accompanied by the large fluffy tail and large set of ears, the 'person' had her distinct blue hair in its disheveled style with the bangs sitting just above the purple eyes.
"I think... I'll just have roasted chicken to go with this." It had Bernkastel's voice, gripping Wordplay's wine bottle with a fluffy hand. Her voice was flat and she practically stared unblinking, but with her cat face it was impossible to tell what her expression was. "... a whole one since I haven't eaten all day," Bern said to Cross.