[First level, east side - who guessed this was coming?]
[It's early in the morning, the first morning after the snow stopped. Between his conversation with B and one of his friends (Alice) disappearing, Sissel's getting a little stressed out. So he does what upset cats tend to do
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Wherever you are.
You're going down.
He sticks his head out the window, obviously sleepy and not in the greatest mood.]
Be quiet!
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Hey! Cat, get your stupid ass over here.
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Sissel is going to walk back over and sit down in front of the window, making eye contact. They say eyes are the window to the soul... well, it's pretty obvious that Sissel is Not Your Average Kitten, and far from stupid. Yes? You rang?
(Also, yeah, Sissel's a kitten.)]
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I'm trying to sleep, cat.
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Snarky kitty is kind of upset and snarky.]
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What's your problem, then?
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[Sissel blinks and then grooms a front paw. While talking. Ghosty talk is a wonderful, wonderful thing.]
Well, I just found out that my human has probably gone and done something I really don't agree with - again - and one of my friends seems to have disappeared, and I'm still upset over upsetting my human a while back. Don't know if things are going to be okay again, and all that.
[He meows quietly.]
...Sorry for waking you up. I'm upset, and we cats tend to do that when we're upset. I'll take it elsewhere.
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[Why is he talking to a cat. He must be more tired than he thought.]
Don't take it anywhere. It's annoying. Do some other cat thing.
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[...Stares flatly at him.]
Easier said than done. But, fine. I don't see much reason to keep calling if I can talk to someone. [Pause.] I take it that the reason you can understand me is because...you died, right?
[He's just curious. No malice, just curiosity. He wants to know, man.]
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[He tenses up a bit at that last question.]
Pretty sure I didn't die, thanks. [He doesn't wasnt to think about that. he heard the gunshot...but after that, he remembers nothing.]
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[Sissel nods awkwardly.]
Fair enough. It's just that people usually can't understand me unless they've died - but there may be other circumstances, for all I know, and that's not actually a whole lot.
[Groom groom groom.]
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He sighs and sits back down on his bed.]
Better question would be why you're a cat that can talk to the dead.
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Hmmm...basically, I died under some really unique conditions, I came back through really complicated circumstances, and because of that I can still speak to the dead, because the dead in my world can speak to each other.
[He would shrug if his shoulders worked like that. He is 0kay with this, man.]
A very odd meteorite was involved, if that helps.
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You got a name?
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Yeah, my name's Sissel. What's your name?
[This is one of the oddest late nights he's ever had, but he is 0kay with it.]
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