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[exanimatus]

[both Zelman and Rin had been kind of confused as to why Zelman hadn't turned into an adorable kitten when he decided to pet her. maybe he was immune. maybe it just didn't work.

or maybe... it was just a severely delayed reaction.

but it doesn't really matter what it was, because there's a red cat in the castle lobby, doing his very best to

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[aren't you glad that this little event coincides with one of Legato's periodic trips through the castle? Of course you are; what a silly question.

He senses Zelman's mental presence nearby, and decides to stop by on his way out... but doesn't exactly see who he expects to find when he wanders down to the lobby]

...Huh.

[could it really be?]

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[his ears flick up and he turns to look... letting out this flat meow of a sound when he realizes that this is probably one of the last people he wanted to run into right now.]

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[...heh. If he'd wondered about it before, he's sure now. He takes a few steps closer and smiles to himself]

...What did you do?

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[he sits up, staring intently at Legato.

the end of his tail starts to flick back and forth.]

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[the smile remains. Seeing him so confident...as a kitten...is really quite amusing.

The feline is so small, Legato helpfully crouches down to one knee to get a better look at him.]

This form suits you.

[exanimatus]

Mrooow.

[tries to bat at his face. B(]

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[he just barely manages to suppress the chuckle, at that.

...he doesn't, however, suppress the poke that he gives the kitten in the chest, tipping it backwards as it reaches to get him]

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[he didn't want this! he doesn't topple so much as roll lazily onto his side, but he still hisses at him a little and tries to viciously claw at Legato's fingers in retaliation.]

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[completely ignoring those little claws, Legato watches the kitten for a moment. It really is adorable. Hideously so.

A compulsion overtakes him then-- dropping his hand onto the kitten's head, pretty much engulfing its whole face with his fingers, and just... ruffling the hell out of it. Fingers scratching behind its ears as he does so, just making as much of a mess of its fur as humanly possible.]

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[he starts off at a low growl, but it turns into a begrudging purring sound.]

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[he continues for a few moments more before abruptly taking his hand back, and admires his handiwork with a chuckle.

Zelman... your hair is disastrous.]

[exanimatus]

[this... is terrible.

he trots over to the other side of the couch, sits down, and ignores Legato while he cleans the heck out of his hair.]

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[yes, watching the little red kitten clean its ruffled fur is just about as entertaining as he'd hoped.]

I wonder how long this is going to last. Who is going to take care of you?

[exanimatus]

[an indignant meow. B( he can take care of himself, thank you.]

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[sorry, can't understand cat.]

Will someone feed you? ...Surely you won't be catching your own dinner.

[yeah, no. Can't picture the little red kitten successfully catching mice]

[exanimatus]

[he could totally catch mice! he is fierce! he is a killing machine! and he's sort of flopped over onto his side to try and straighten out some of the hair that he can't quite reach.]