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Jul 16, 2011 21:33

[Now that the storm has passed and the dust has settled and the air outside is safe to breathe, Mads has decided to venture out into the Keep. He normally does so when activity is at a minimum and his chance of being discovered were slim. Honestly, he had no desire to converse with the people Lord Deior had so generously...saved ( Read more... )

moderately distorted, devil take the hindmost, what is elusive and deceptive, deceptive air of simplicity, the man who fears no truth, the most dangerous untruths, all the art of living lies

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purrtndyfuntms July 17 2011, 15:54:10 UTC
[There is someone following him. Actually, to be perfectly accurate, she's stalking him. Stealth is an art and even the best and most ferocious of hunters need practice now and again.

Besides, it's fun.]

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but_why_u_mad July 17 2011, 19:17:15 UTC
[It doesn't take long for Mads to realize he's been followed. Assassination attempts have left him cautious enough.

Still whomever is following him is probably inconsequential, and are therefore ignored.]

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purrtndyfuntms July 18 2011, 01:18:53 UTC
[He shouldn't have ignored her. In Nepeta's mind, that made him unsuspecting prey. And unsuspecting prey got pounced.

She waits until his back is to her before springing toward him. Heads up, Mads!]

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but_why_u_mad July 18 2011, 01:33:06 UTC
[Success! Nepeta has landed on Mads and his reaction is rather swift. He's reaching behind him and reaching for Nepeta to throw the annoying thing over his shoulder.]

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purrtndyfuntms July 18 2011, 01:37:13 UTC
[He catches her, and she is thrown. Only her fast reflexes save her from a nasty meeting with the floor and she lands on all fours, staring up at him.

She's grinning.]

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but_why_u_mad July 18 2011, 01:46:20 UTC
[He is not.

In fact something really not nice is passing through his brain. Thankfully, it's stopped by his brain to mouth filter. He's a gentleman and will not sully his speech with cursing.

Instead he will glare. Glaaaaaaare.]

I will beg your pardon. I did not come here to be attacked.

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purrtndyfuntms July 18 2011, 02:56:33 UTC
[Nepeta stares at him, and then examines one hand. He calls that an attack? That was hardly more than a pounce-greet. Her claws were sheathed and everything.]

Prey don't choose when they're hunted.

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;; so late forever but_why_u_mad July 22 2011, 04:22:13 UTC
I am not your prey, bête.

[...He's just not even impressed here, Nepeta. He's the one who does the hunting.]

See that you remember to keep your distance, hm?

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Nooooo problem, so am I! purrtndyfuntms July 23 2011, 14:26:58 UTC
[She folds her arms and half-pouts, half-scowls up at him.]

Perhaps you are and you are merely unsuspecting.

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