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Oct 26, 2005 02:56

Out by the lake, a horse rides in, from what appears to be the sky ( Read more... )

shelley winters, isaac of vale, death (pterry), raven (titans), yrael

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mogget_cat October 26 2005, 02:43:01 UTC
*Robes of infinite blackness are good at getting rid of itches, it seems. Or so the intensely white cat purring against Death's ankles thinks.*

*Shedding very white cat hairs on robes of infinite blackness is an evil thing to do.*

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no_justice October 26 2005, 02:57:58 UTC
It's very lucky that Death likes cats so much, then.

GOOD EVENING, he says. ARE YOU WELL?

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mogget_cat October 26 2005, 03:00:30 UTC
*Anklebones protrude just enough to be good for getting that itch right behind a cat's jaw....oooh, yeah.*

Very well, thank you. Things are peaceful. And you?

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no_justice October 26 2005, 03:07:30 UTC
BUSY, he says, honestly. BUT NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY. FOR ME, AT LEAST.

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mogget_cat October 26 2005, 03:13:31 UTC
I would start to worry if things were not busy for you, honestly. It would suggest a problem.

Are you just stopping in for a drink, tonight?

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no_justice October 26 2005, 03:15:19 UTC
AND MAYBE A CURRY?

Death likes curry.

BINKY NEEDS SEEING TO, OF COURSE.

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mogget_cat October 26 2005, 03:19:53 UTC
*The cat twitches an ear towards the stables.* Stables are that way, where Binky can be well seen to.

*Something of a snicker enters the not'cat's voice.* I enjoy a good curry, on occasion, as well. Curry can be gotten.

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no_justice October 26 2005, 03:25:59 UTC
THANK YOU Death says, looking over to the stables. I SHALL GO AND SEE IF I CAN FIND SOMEONE. PERHAPS I'LL SEE YOU INSIDE?

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mogget_cat October 26 2005, 03:31:12 UTC
*With a last rub against the anklebone, the cat steps away towards the bar.*

Perhaps. More likely than not.

*He'll soon be comfortably settled on Bar herself, lapping at a mug of hot chocolate and occasionally attacking a marshmallow.*

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