Since I was born, I started to decay
Those looking in the park across from the Conrad might find someone vaguely boyshaped stretched out across a bench. To further confuse the issue, there's the lipstick, eyeliner, and very sparkly nail polish, though close examination will reveal an Adam's apple and a lack of breasts. This someone, one Schrödinger by alias, newly come to Chicago, is currently waving a very long peacock feather across the grass, pointedly not looking at the stray cat hiding behind the bushes, though he will occasionally murmur something soothing in the cat's general direction.
They've been at this for a while; cats (at least the living ones) don't much care for the way he smells at first. He bathes very carefully after dealing with corpses, but they always seem to smell the death on him, somehow... or maybe it's his own death they smell. He may have been resuscitated all those years ago, but he'll debate endlessly whether that really makes him alive.
Still, with enough patience (and perhaps a few kitty treats -- he keeps some in his bag for the sole purpose of making friends with whatever felines he runs across), he's usually able to win them over. It just takes a while.
Although not nearly as sensitive as cats, most people will notice something a bit... off... about him. It's a necromancer thing, or perhaps it's just a Schrödinger thing. Whether this attracts or repels them seems to vary based on individual temperament, though. Still, anyone's welcome to come say hello.
Just don't startle the cat.
They've been at this for a while; cats (at least the living ones) don't much care for the way he smells at first. He bathes very carefully after dealing with corpses, but they always seem to smell the death on him, somehow... or maybe it's his own death they smell. He may have been resuscitated all those years ago, but he'll debate endlessly whether that really makes him alive.
Still, with enough patience (and perhaps a few kitty treats -- he keeps some in his bag for the sole purpose of making friends with whatever felines he runs across), he's usually able to win them over. It just takes a while.
Although not nearly as sensitive as cats, most people will notice something a bit... off... about him. It's a necromancer thing, or perhaps it's just a Schrödinger thing. Whether this attracts or repels them seems to vary based on individual temperament, though. Still, anyone's welcome to come say hello.
Just don't startle the cat.