[In Person?] -Expanding the spy network-
[Tuesday morning, the manorites would find that there were additions to the decor.]
[Scattered throughout the manor, there are now a fairly large number of white cat plushies, all up out of easy reach for the most part, and all sitting so they're watching the halls, doors, and rooms. Some are curled up in the decorations, draped through wreaths, nestled in little building decorations, a couple are peeking out of the branches of the Christmas tree, another from the top of the fridge in the kitchen, several up among shelves in the library between books or on top of shelves; in a couple of places they're even placed up among the structure of the manor, peeking out from the top of the room.]
[In one of the doors out of the library, there is a very forlorn and grumpy, casting occasional venomous glares at the mistletoe and growling here and there while making periodic attempts at moving from the doorway.]
Oh, come on! You've got to be kidding me. [Fume, fume, scowl.]
[OOC note: the cats are EVERYWHERE - he didn't get caught until he was done, so feel free to poke at them independently of finding poor Soma, who got caught by the mistletoe while leaving the library.]
[Scattered throughout the manor, there are now a fairly large number of white cat plushies, all up out of easy reach for the most part, and all sitting so they're watching the halls, doors, and rooms. Some are curled up in the decorations, draped through wreaths, nestled in little building decorations, a couple are peeking out of the branches of the Christmas tree, another from the top of the fridge in the kitchen, several up among shelves in the library between books or on top of shelves; in a couple of places they're even placed up among the structure of the manor, peeking out from the top of the room.]
[In one of the doors out of the library, there is a very forlorn and grumpy, casting occasional venomous glares at the mistletoe and growling here and there while making periodic attempts at moving from the doorway.]
Oh, come on! You've got to be kidding me. [Fume, fume, scowl.]
[OOC note: the cats are EVERYWHERE - he didn't get caught until he was done, so feel free to poke at them independently of finding poor Soma, who got caught by the mistletoe while leaving the library.]