Fifth Deal

[notagangster]

Oh for fuck's sake.

WHERE CAN I FIND A BLOODY PET?

[ooc: Someone's starting to get tired of the ticking...]

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[sciencedaughter]

Might I recommend... a cat?

[notagangster]

Yeah? You think I'm a cat sort of fellow?

[sciencedaughter]

I could not be an accurate judge of a person's character.

I merely find cats more suited, myself, because... in this City where one is liable to possibly be incapacitated by curses or likewise actions, it is better to have a more independent animal.

[notagangster]

Huh. Good point, that. Wouldn't be much fun to keep having to replace your hamster or something because the curses have you forgetting to feed it every other day.

[sciencedaughter]

That is why I selected a feline, myself.

[notagangster]

So you recommend the pet shop route, the shelter route, or the pick-up-a-stray-in-an-alley route?

[sciencedaughter]

I could not select. I was... given one.

[notagangster]

Oh? Well that was nice. I mean, pets are usually a pretty nice gift. Yours have a name?

[sciencedaughter]

... Yuu.

[notagangster]

Did you name it?

[sciencedaughter]

After much deliberation.

[notagangster]

What's it mean?

[sciencedaughter]

I... kept calling it "you"... for a very long time, and so...

[notagangster]

...

Nemu, you have a sense of humor.

[sciencedaughter]

... I do?

I merely did not want to confuse the animal by... changing it's name?

[notagangster]

Yes, you have a sense of humor, and I think somewhere inside there, you know it.

Good for you, love.