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[eyrienprince]

A very pretty lady with wings is sitting in the main room, looking very tense and distinctly annoyed. She's not wearing her Jewels right now, which is probably a good thing. Currently muttering to herself, she plays nervously with the fabric of the skirt and blouse that she snatched from Marian's wardrobe and trying not to feel too uncomfortable

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[vkandispwnsme]

A largish, mostly flame-colored cat hops up on the couch by Lucivar and settles down as close as she'll let him, purring madly.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar gives the cat a long, hard look, then reaches out to give him a stroke from head to tail. He looks familiar, but he's not sure why. Of course, in all likely hood it's some unfortunate First Circle member, knowing this place. *Hello?*

[vkandispwnsme]

Altra purrs louder, and trains his large eyes on Lucivar's face. Hello, he thinks in response, not sure if he'll be heard. Some people can and some can't, though the mindspeaking is supposed to be his gift.

[eyrienprince]

There's something fuzzy there, but he can't quite register it. He tries shifting sideways a little and gives the cat another rub down his back. *I can't quite understand you.*

[vkandispwnsme]

Altra shifts and puts his paws on Lucivar's very feminine thigh. He nuzzles his head against her/his hand. I'm Altra, he tries again.

[eyrienprince]

And boy, does said feminine thigh feel weird. Not to mention other - feminine parts. That's better. He can understand now. *Altra. I think I've met you before.*

[vkandispwnsme]

Probably. I've been here forever. The mind voice carries a bit dry amusement. What happened to you?

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar scowls. *I don't want to discuss it.*

[vkandispwnsme]

The cat snorts. Silly. He licks Lucivar's hand.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar gives the cat another stroke with a hand. *Not silly,* she informs the cat, *Not if you have friends like mine.*

[vkandispwnsme]

I like your friends. Though he doesn't protest strongly because he's so fond of being petted.

[eyrienprince]

*Me too. Most of the time.* She scowls. *Not when they're trying to stuff me in a dress, though.*

[vkandispwnsme]

You don't have to wear a dress. Women wear trousers all the time. He sneezes, almost like a laugh.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar gives him a suspicious look. *I know, but Gabrielle insists on making my life hell at every opportunity.*

[vkandispwnsme]

I doubt that. Do you want me to talk to her? He licks the hand again.