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Who: Atem and peoples!
What: During his job a certain creature has caused a problem.
When: May 6th
Where: Around the shopping district, maybe fanning out towards the refugee rooms if you'd like.
Warnings: Ridiculousness
Candle dipping wasn't so hard. He'd never done anything like it before but once the process had been explained to him it wasn't very hard to catch on. He certainly didn't think it was worth the money they were paying him but that wasn't exactly something to complain about. However there had been a certain odd alien cat running around outside the store.
One might not have even noticed it if it were a normal cat but this one seemed anything but. Aside the fact that its body was made of ... a pastry(???) it trailed rainbows wherever it went and seemed to be meowing some sort of ... tune. Either way, the staff had shooed it away enough times for people to think it wouldn't have been a problem.
Of course they'd been wrong. The moment Atem was not looking that cat had become very entranced with the long wicks of the candles that had yet to be cut, jumped up onto his work station, grabbed them in its mouth, and taken off. Not having any of that, he's gone after it.
[OOC: Action tag or prose is fine. Feel free to have the cat run into you, or Atem for that matter!]
What: During his job a certain creature has caused a problem.
When: May 6th
Where: Around the shopping district, maybe fanning out towards the refugee rooms if you'd like.
Warnings: Ridiculousness
Candle dipping wasn't so hard. He'd never done anything like it before but once the process had been explained to him it wasn't very hard to catch on. He certainly didn't think it was worth the money they were paying him but that wasn't exactly something to complain about. However there had been a certain odd alien cat running around outside the store.
One might not have even noticed it if it were a normal cat but this one seemed anything but. Aside the fact that its body was made of ... a pastry(???) it trailed rainbows wherever it went and seemed to be meowing some sort of ... tune. Either way, the staff had shooed it away enough times for people to think it wouldn't have been a problem.
Of course they'd been wrong. The moment Atem was not looking that cat had become very entranced with the long wicks of the candles that had yet to be cut, jumped up onto his work station, grabbed them in its mouth, and taken off. Not having any of that, he's gone after it.
[OOC: Action tag or prose is fine. Feel free to have the cat run into you, or Atem for that matter!]