Plan [29] : [Meep.] [...accidental thoughtpost?]

[nowarstowin]

Well ... this is strrrange and exciting. When I told Sena that it looked like fun, I didn't expect the powers that be to be paying that much attention. At least I didn't turn into a furfurrrr, or something ridiculous like that. (I wonder if Alberrrt will change?) I wonder how everyone else is farrring? Turning the pages is going to be difficu

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[carrying_hope]

[Sena scratch-scratches at the gap between the door and the floor, sticking his little black paws underneath.]

Caesar?

[And there's a nose, and the rest of him is shortly following! He is a very squishy kitten.]

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[nowarstowin]

[The sound is enough to make Caesar perk up his ears and open one eye to look at the source of the noise.]

Sena?

[He cocks his little kitty-head and watches the other cat squeeze his way under the door, letting out a small meow of concern.]

That looked uncomforrrtable.

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[carrying_hope]

It wasn't really that bad...

[Would Caesar like an ear-cleaning? They can be hard to reach, you know.]

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[nowarstowin]

That's good. I don't know if I'd care to trrry; I'd probably get stuck.

[Company! Have some contented purring. Hah, well they're big enough. They're going to feel weird about this later, huh?]

Come on up. There's a fantastic spot of sun, and the blankets are warrrrm.

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[carrying_hope]

[Probably, yeah. Sena springs up to the bed on invitation, and cleans Caesar's ears quick before curling up with him. It's even warmer with two!]

Mm...

[Purr purr.]

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[nowarstowin]

[Hooray for strange ways of bonding. Caesar doesn't let just anyone lick his ears, you know though today might be an exception. Caesar looks a little alarmed at first, but quickly chills right back out, purring loudly.]

I could rrreally get used to this. I'm glad Alberrrt's owl isn't any bigger, though.

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[kudaran314]

[This would be Aya, walking through the door right about now and pausing there, hand on the handle and watching ickle kittens snuggle in the sun spot.]

Hn. [And this is a small grin curving his lips.]

[ooc: Again, with the kicking business?]

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[nowarstowin]

[One of those huge ears twitches in Aya's direction, and if kitties could grin, he would be.]

Rrrran. It seems that a solution to my blanket thievery has been rrreached.

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[carrying_hope]

[Sena looks up and gives Aya a greeting meow.]

Hey, Aya.

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[kudaran314]

[Aya walks to them, sitting on the bed beside them. He's obviously amused as the miniature grin doesn't vanish right away.] Might as well call me Ran, too.

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[nowarstowin]

[Aya sitting down means lap. And Aya is even better than the sun (and he smells good), so he has absolutely zero problem with giving a slightly apologetic meow to Sena and sort of waddling over to climb up in Aya's lap. He's longer than he is tall, thankfully, so he actually can get a bit of height when he props his paws up on Aya's chest to stare at him intently.]

Good afternoon, Rrrran. Things have happened since I saw you last.

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[kudaran314]

[Aya follows Caesar's four-pawed way to his lap with an amused arch on his single brow. When the kitten is in his lap and staring at him, he brings a hand to Caesar's back and strokes him gently all the way down from head to tail.] So I see.

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[nowarstowin]

[Ooh, that's nice, too. He wobbles as his spine bows in the wake of Aya's hand, purring up a small rumbly storm.] It's not bad, rrreally. I still have my mind, besides the occasional urrrge, it seems.

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[kudaran314]

[Aya snorts softly as his fingers return to their task of sliding over the small kitten back, once, twice, then slipping under the tiny chin to scratch gently.] What kind of urges?

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[nowarstowin]

[Caesar tilts his head, stretching his throat out as far as he can.] Well ... therrre's the urge to sleep a lot. And chase moths, or anything parrrticularly small that looks like it might put up a good chase. And the urrrge for dairy prrroducts and fish. The buttons of your shirt also look quite edible.

[With that, he rolls on his back and catches one of Aya's fingers between his paws. Bath time!] To start. Those are some of the less awkwarrrd ones, anyway.

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[kudaran314]

[There's a slight quirk of a brow for that, then the rest of the assassin's fingers are moving against Caesar's stomach, tickling.] I can imagine. I'm sure we can find you some milk and fish if you like.