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[cat_wth_panache]

The front door opens and in walks a dashing fellow. Sword hanging proudly on his hip, panache bouncing brightly on his hat. And just look at him and his wee little boots.

Smiling when he see's where he's at Puss walks up to the bar, climbs up onto a stool and orders a glass of milk.

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[not_british]

Chase is still sipping his coffee, still just observing the bar's patrons in silence, when...

Whoa.

He does a double-take. Is that a cat...wearing...boots?

Needless to say, there is some staring.

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss drains half his glass then sets it down and wipes his mouth. He gets the odd feeling that he's being watched so he looks around, stopping when he see's who is staring at him.

"Is there something I can do for you?" He asks, eyes narrowing slightly in that mysterious, cat assassin type way.

[not_british]

Chase makes a 'oh-crap-he-saw-me' look and shakes his head.

"No, no I'm fine, thanks," he says. He's actually a little surprised that the cat just talked to him.

[cat_wth_panache]

And Puss can't help it, it's the swordscat hitman in him that see's the shock and wants to press it. Turning on the stool to look at the man more directly and also display his sword more prominently he asks with the same voice he'd use in the back room at the Poison Apple, "Are you sure?"

[not_british]

Chase raises both eyebrows, now seeing the sword by the cat's side.

It looks sharp.

"Yeah," he replies with only the barest hesitance. Is he actually scared of a cat? "I meant no offence," he adds quickly. "It's just, I've never seen anyone like you before, thats all."

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss smiles slyly, feeling he has gotten the desired reaction. He has to make sure he's still got it after all. Hanging out with Shrek and Donkey can't take all that edge away. The man isn't quaking in fear or anything, but the hesitation and quick words are enough to boost this cat's pride.

"Yes, I seem to get that a lot since coming here." He says.

[not_british]

Hah. Silly Clever kitty.

Chase nods. "So if you don't mind me asking, how'd you...get a sword and a pair of boots, anyway?"

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss' smile is genuine now and he places a paw on the sword hilt. "The sword I got from my father. The boots, from a friend."

[not_british]

Chase nods again. "Your father. He was a swords--" He hesitates, trying to come up with the right word-- "...cat?"

[cat_wth_panache]

"When he was younger yes." Puss nods. "The best even! He was swift, an smart, an could fight a dozen others at one time!" Excited, Puss hops off the stool and draws his own sword, slashing through the air and thrusting at invisible foes. "He was known across the land, daring an brave! Ha-ha!"

[not_british]

Chase is a little startled by the sudden flurry of excitement as Puss begins to wave his sword in the air with expert skill. He leans back a bit reflexively.

But in all the slashing, there's something...endearing about the exuberant cat.

"He sounds like quite a character," Chase says.

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss turns and tilts the brim of his hat up with the tip of his sword. "Si. I am very lucky, to be sure." He sheathes the sword and hops back up onto the stool.

"So, how bout you? Where do you come from? What do you do?"

[not_british]

Aww. Now if only Chase felt the same way about his own father.

"Well, I'm a doctor in a world called Earth. In a place called New Jersey, USA, to be precise," Chase replies. "And my name's Chase, by the way."

He would hold his hand out, but a couple of things are keeping him from doing so: 1) Puss is a cat without a 'hand', per se, and 2) he's not so sure about the cat's sword, or his intentions with it, however friendly he may be now.

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss nods not sure where the man if from but accepting it anyway. "A doctor. It is a good job." He lays a paw on his chest and bows his head slightly. "I, am Puss. Puss in Boots but Puss is just fine. I am from Far Far Away, though I do wander a bit now and then."

[not_british]

Even Chase can't deny that Puss is, in a way, a cuuuute little kitttyyyy.

"Nice to meet you, Puss," he remarks with a half-smile. "And I assume you're a...heroic swordscat in this far away land?"

[cat_wth_panache]

Of course he's cute! Just look at those eyes and those whiskers.

"Most recently yes." Puss answers. "I helped an ogre save his princess from Fairy Godmother."

[ooc: I'm sorry but I have to head off for a bit. Can slowtime and will try to be back.]