Tours (Closed RP: Kayo, Kuronue & the Chesire Cat)
The Cat had met Kuronue as he'd attempted to find Hufflepuff. The paintings were no use, especially when they tended to call him a 'filthy bat' and made faces at him as he passed. Fading in lying over Kuronue's shoulders the demon had been mildly startled to suddenly be nose-to-nose with a grinning cat.
"Looking for your Alice?" The Cat asked, striking its chin with a long claw.
"What?" Kuronue blinked. That cat was one of the more stranger things he'd come across so far, but he wasn't about to shriek and run for higher ground.
"Your Alice. The wind to your sails. Or at least the sails that blow that way, if you know what I mean."
"I don't think I do," Kuronue growled, and pulled the cat from his shoulders.
The cat hung from his hands, it's body elongated by the marvel of gravity. Its tail swung back and forth, its eyes going in the opposite direction of its tail. "Tick tock," it merely said, and Kuronue could feel something in its lungs rattle as it laughed.
"Who is Alice?"
"Kayo." The Cheshire Cat rolled its eyes. "You're having trouble finding her I see." 'See' was dragged out until it morphed into a long purr.
"...Yeah, I am." Kuronue narrowed his eyes at it.
"Well," the cat said, wriggling in Kuronue's hold. "Onward, winged-steed. I shall show you the way."
So the Cheshire Cat, carried in the arms of Kuronue, made his way to Hufflepuff, his tail swinging lazily and his head resting on Kuronue's arm. Kuronue himself looked thoroughly confused, as the cat tended to give odd directions ("How the hell does hopping help me get to Hufflepuff?") and his answers to his questions didn't help either ("Fourty-two.") but eventually they made it to Kayo's room.
Kuronue knocked gently.
"Looking for your Alice?" The Cat asked, striking its chin with a long claw.
"What?" Kuronue blinked. That cat was one of the more stranger things he'd come across so far, but he wasn't about to shriek and run for higher ground.
"Your Alice. The wind to your sails. Or at least the sails that blow that way, if you know what I mean."
"I don't think I do," Kuronue growled, and pulled the cat from his shoulders.
The cat hung from his hands, it's body elongated by the marvel of gravity. Its tail swung back and forth, its eyes going in the opposite direction of its tail. "Tick tock," it merely said, and Kuronue could feel something in its lungs rattle as it laughed.
"Who is Alice?"
"Kayo." The Cheshire Cat rolled its eyes. "You're having trouble finding her I see." 'See' was dragged out until it morphed into a long purr.
"...Yeah, I am." Kuronue narrowed his eyes at it.
"Well," the cat said, wriggling in Kuronue's hold. "Onward, winged-steed. I shall show you the way."
So the Cheshire Cat, carried in the arms of Kuronue, made his way to Hufflepuff, his tail swinging lazily and his head resting on Kuronue's arm. Kuronue himself looked thoroughly confused, as the cat tended to give odd directions ("How the hell does hopping help me get to Hufflepuff?") and his answers to his questions didn't help either ("Fourty-two.") but eventually they made it to Kayo's room.
Kuronue knocked gently.