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[evil_koala_626]

 Experiment inna bar.

Stitch's life has been considerably more exciting than usual as of late what with the slathering prehistoric beasts and the rampant chaos. He sadly didn't get in as much sightseeing as he would of liked but you can’t have everything. Speaking of which, there is a distinct lack of Basilosaurus skull in his immediate vicinity. This did not occur without objection. Having lost one hat already, Stitch had crouched possessively over his prize and growled menacingly at all Museum staff that attempted to get near it. Occasionally, the growling had been punctuated by a cry of "Naga!" and "Mine!" In the end city officials bribed him away from his newly won hat with a suitable replacement: A foam Statue of Liberty tiara. And an "I <3 NY" T-shirt. And an entire carton of semi-melted ice cream (which was rapidly consumed, cardboard and all).

He is currently sitting at a table, wearing his souvenirs and gazing in rapture at the best reward of all. After jabbering in a mixture of broken English and his own language, Stitch had explained to Bar that he was a hero now and to the hero goes the spoils. Which is why, clutched between two clawed hands, there sits a steaming mug of coffee¹.





¹ It's decaf. He doesn't know this.

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[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

She walks over to him "Hello Stitch"

[evil_koala_626]

"Hiiiii!" He beams. And sips his coffee, legs kicking contentedly beneath the table.

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

she smiles at him "how you doing"

[evil_koala_626]

He waves toward and empty seat and grins. "Stitch is good! Saw New York." He indicates his shirt.

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

Ginny sits down as she looks at it and smiles

"Oh impressive did you go alone?"

[evil_koala_626]

He shakes his had and squints, clearly deep in thought. He's never been good with names. "Naga. Was helping Ray..." He shrugs.

[missginnytonic.livejournal.com]

"ohh, That was nice of you to do." She sees his mug "Ohh you got coffee"

[md_donighal]

The apparent human in the gray suit spots something matching Ray's description of "a little blue alien" and wanders over to it. "Are you, by any chance, Stitch?" he asks.

[evil_koala_626]

"Ih." He regards the man curiously and snuffles in his general direction. He doesn't recall meting this person before.

[md_donighal]

This person who smells like distant fire and... rotting metal? how does that even work? ...takes the noise for an affirmative. "My name's Michael. I'm a friend of Ray's."

[evil_koala_626]

Stitch has no idea. A brow is raised. Weird scent, that.

The introduction, however, results in a toothy grin. He's only just met Ray, but the guy did take him to Manhattan.

"Ray said we went to New York? Good times." He takes a sip of coffee.

[md_donighal]

"I heard; it certainly sounds exciting. I haven't been to his New York, but I've been to his world a couple of times to help him smite his enemies." He shrugs. "It was entertaining."

[evil_koala_626]

Stitch motions toward an empty chair. He's feeling sociable in his triumph especially if this guy's a friend of Ray. Ray had turned out to be okay. Stitch approved of his recklessness.

"Ih," He nods with a grin. "Lots of monsters. Was fun."

[kinshou-kitsune.livejournal.com]

Little blue creatures are new to Inari. Little blue creatures that talk are out in left field for the little kami kitsune. So the ball of white fluff eyes Stitch from the tabletop behind him, head resting on her front paws and tilted to the side. Her ears are pointed straight up and forward towards him as she ponders exactly what he may be. Inari's to bright-blue eyes seem to also move from head to toe in study.

And whatever spoils of war that he has aquired that are also out in left field for her. But the idea of odd things of the sort were growing on her- all from the future no doubt.

Contentedly her tail swishes back and forth behind her before the occasional thump against the wooden top. Yes. Quite interesting the little blue creature is.

[evil_koala_626]

An ear is swiveled in her direction at the sound of the thumping tail. A minute a pungent scent hits his nostrils. The scent of a creature he's encountered before, but somehow different... He turns around on the chair and eyes Inari warily.

"Fox." A cautious observation.

[kinshou-kitsune.livejournal.com]

The little fuzz ball of white tilts her head more to the side as Stitch speaks again. She can't place what he is..not a dog, not a fox, not even a cat..but an animal. Not something she is quite familiar with in the mythical world.

"And what," the fox says after a very long pause, "are you?"

[evil_koala_626]

"Stitch is Stitch." Nod. A succinct explination in his eyes. He contiues to stare. The other fox communicated in some way but not with its actual voice.

"Dogs can't talk," he states. And these things remind him entirely too much of dogs. How is it this one can?

[kinshou-kitsune.livejournal.com]

Inari's ears fall flat a little, one sharp thump of her tail against the tabletop. "I am not a dog," comes the sing-sing reply with only a hint of being offended. Well..not really but foxes aren't dogs. "I am a kitsune."

So the little fox stands and jumps the distance between the tabletop and the seat closest to stitch- almost hovering in the air as she flies to land lightly upon the seat. "What is a Stitch?"

[evil_koala_626]

His eyes widen for a second, only a second at the hang time the little fox gets between perches. And then he grins. Cool trick.

"Me," he says by way of answer.

[jokerswildwest.livejournal.com]

Alex makes a note that he sees Stitch at a table, and heads upstairs before he goes over to the table.

When he returns, there is a very large and pointy tooth in his hands, and he sets it down in front of Stitch.

"I saw them take that skull away, but I stole you a tooth when nobody was looking."

[evil_koala_626]

Stitch reaches out and runs a hand down the length of the tooth.

Oooooh.

He grins up at Alex and waves his other arm toward an empty chair.

"Thank you!"

[jokerswildwest.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome."

He pulls up a chair and signals a waitrat for a beer to be brought over.

"Can't go without a proper trophy, though, nice shirt."

[evil_koala_626]

He peers down at its front and continues to grin.

"Ih." Now comes the small talk. He's getting better at it, really.

"My name Stitch. You're Ray's friend?"

[jokerswildwest.livejournal.com]

"Alex. Yes, I'm Ray's friend."

I guess.

[evil_koala_626]

"Bootifa." Normally He's not always this sociable but that field trip was a blast. And Alex gave him a present. That always helps.

"Where are you from?" That seems to be the most popular comment around here, so he's picked it up fairly quickly