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[ostro_goth]

Just now, two men walked into the staff corridor, one in black, one in white

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[young_womble]

"I-I say, you'll be in awful trouble if you eat those." A soft voice says from under a nearby table.

[ostro_goth]

The cat just looks at the small creature.

Oh, the womble! To a little womble, a cat would seem much larger and more dangerous than anybody else, so speaking to it that way took some courage.

[young_womble]

Wellington pushes his glasses up his nose slightly.

"Yes, not for eating. I'll find you some food, okay?"

The cat comes about two thirds of the way up his body, but he has faith in his claws if he needs them.

[ostro_goth]

The cat jumps off the chest and approaches the little womble, trying to look harmless.

He is not dangerous, as his mind is still a man's, even though his instincts, cravings and actions are a cat's.

[young_womble]

Wellington pads over to the bar and gets Teja some cat food.

"Good cat." He smiles. "Don't want you to get in trouble now do we?"

[ostro_goth]

The cat food is much less interesting than the trilobites, but it his here and can be eaten now.

Which the cat does.

[young_womble]

Wellington edges under a barstool as the cat eats.

[ostro_goth]

The cat eats very tidily and licks his face when he has finished.

[young_womble]

The Womble watches him closely.

[ostro_goth]

When the cat has finished his food, he walks up to the womble with a questioning look -- what shall they do now? Try and catch trilobites after all?

[young_womble]

Wellington looks a little nervous, and pats the cat on the head.

[ostro_goth]

From the next table, a mottled waitrat drops onto the cat, landing right on his head, apparently not afraid at all.

[young_womble]

"Um... I'm not sure he's tame." Wellington says to the rat.

[ostro_goth]

The cat rolls his eyes up at the waitrat, but doesn't harm it.

The waitrat mimes steering the cat by his ears.

[young_womble]

Wellington reaches out a hand to the rat, in case it wants to escape.

[ostro_goth]

The rat doesn't; it squeaks in something approaching a giggle.

Also, the cat gives no sign of trying to eat it; it is a very resigned cat.