WHO: Nazarene, Lloy, Aihlen, Aspen, Tori, and introducing Melquiades
WHAT: being out and about and available for chatting
WHEN: Friday afternoon
WHERE: all over the city
NOTES: please specify in the subject line of your comment which NPC you would like to interact with
Nazarene hated coming into town now. Time was not predictable, and she hated
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He did the most natural thing then came to mind, seek out Aihlen for help. The elf had been much nicer than he had thought most adults could be. So he slipped in behind an elf and tracked Aihlen's scent until he found him and tapped him with a paw to get him to look down.
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As far as he knew, he was the only one who had something exactly like that stuck to him so maybe Aihlen would recongize it? He couldn't remember if he showed him after he told him about it.
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Without giving it much thought, Touya jumped onto Aihlen's knee being careful to keep his claws retracted since he didn't want to scratch him. He was large for a kitten, but not alarmingly so and still smaller than an adult cat. He stared hard at Aihlen with wide eyes, trying to communicate that he needed some assistance...or not stressful company, or something along either line.
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Touya tried to think on something he could do to show what he needed.
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"Oh. No, thank you. He's all right." AIhlen waved the girl away, and she looked puzzled, but left as instructed. "Is it dangerous trouble?" That really should have been his first question. Though, if Touya was in any real danger Aihlen suspected there would have been more hissing and spitting and hiding under his desk.
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He lightly pawed Aihlen's shirt, then his pants. Then he patted himself with the same paw, staring hard at the elf before him. Would he understand?
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But he didn't mind, so long, nimble fingers undid the laces at each wrist and the throat, and then Aihlen shifted carefully to pull it from the waistband of his trousers without unseating the little cat.
Once he had it in his hands, he regarded the cream coloured linen, then looked at the little black, furry face. He finally settled the shirt over Touya's body, the collar draped over his little shoulders like a cape. "Better?"
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