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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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[eirenikos]

There is a goddess curled up in one of the recliners, still armed with the stylus and tablet Teja loaned her just after the singing curse struck her own vocal chords. She is staring into the fire and looking extremely distractable.

[ostro_goth]

The cat jumps up onto the sofa with her and looks at her.

This is one person he might tell who he is.-

[eirenikos]

Eirene is somewhat absent-minded, or she might have caught a strong sense of unfamiliar magic emanating from the feline. As it is, she's tired of having to write out conversations for fear of breaking into a Beatles song, though that wouldn't be all that bad.

She'll just reach over to scritch under the cat's jaw, because cats make everything better.

[ostro_goth]

The cat walks over the squishy sofa, balancing with his tail held high, in a little question mark gesture.

Cats are allowed much latitude; so he lies down with his back against her leg and looks up at her, with a little 'mrr?' as he does so.

[eirenikos]

Her facial expression: Oh, what a darling litte cat. Except maybe not so much with the idiocy. Slim fingers drift down to thread through his fur, perhaps in an attempt to turn him over enough to inflict a tummy scritch.

All the other felines she knows like that.

[ostro_goth]

This cat likes it as well; he turns over and offers his tummy fluff to the woman's hand, without thinking twice about it. He doesn't even have to remind himself of what Yrael said; cat nature takes over.

[eirenikos]

So Eirene will push her sombre thoughts away, and set the stylus and tablet down on the table in front of her. Those of the feline persuasion are most often like royalty and demand nothing but a person's full attention.

Even if she is a Goddess. Therefore, Teja-in-disguise will just have to suffer her fingers and thumb giving him a concentrated belly tub. She's sure he'll tire of it after a few hours.

[ostro_goth]

He will, in any case, have to leave when he feels the charter skin fraying. Eirene would, most likely, be astonished to suddenly find an armoured Goth halfway in her lap.

Or mostly in her lap, as the cat is now.