April 8, 1985

[sugartitscube]

Patrol quiet last night, though still successful.   Man littered on the sidewalk.  First sign of a developing criminal.  Only issued a warning--he is alive.  Barely.  Woman attempted to jay-walk, apparently does not know the laws are for her safety.  Handled problem professionally.  She won't forget anytime soon.  These alleys are filled with the

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[impotentowl]

THE COMEDIAN TRIED TO DO WHAT?

[sugartitscube]

OUT ON PATROL. SAID I LOOKED HUNGRY, AND THAT HE HAD SUGARCUBES. SAID IT WAS THE LEAST HE COULD DO FOR HIS SON.

BELIEVED HIM.

TOLD ME TO REACH INTO HIS POCKET.

WASN'T SUGARCUBES. WASN'T SUGAR CUBES AT ALL.

[impotentowl]

-silent fuming-
You should stay at my place for awhile.
Where I can keep an eye on you.

What did you do after that? ...Oh God, what did he do after that?

[sugartitscube]

YOU ARE A GOOD FRIEND DANIEL.

DETAILS NOT IMPORTANT. WILL SAY IT INVOLVED DUCT TAPE, A CAN OF BEANS, AND RATHER CREATIVE USE OF VEIDT'S HAIRSPRAY. MANAGED TO ESCAPE BEFORE ANYTHING...PERMANENT HAPPENED.

ENKH. CAT STILL STAYING WITH YOU?

[impotentowl]

Th- thank you, Rorschach. That means a lot.

...Yeah, you should stay at my place for awhile. You can help me find a decent locksmith.

Bubastis? She goes where she wants when she wants - kind of like you. She's still close with Adrian, though, so no.

[sugartitscube]

HURM.

GOOD. KNOW RELIABLE LOCKSMITH. PERHAPS NOW SECURITY WILL NOT BE SO APPALLINGLY LOW.

*RONCH* HEARD ABOUT FIGHT BETWEEN THEM. NOT SURPRISED--VEIDT'S VANITY IS NO SECRET. HEH, CAT HAS HIM COMPLYING TO HER EVERY WHIM.

CAT COMPARISON IS RIDICULOUS.

DID YOU STOCK UP ON BEANS? LAST TIME I CHECKED, YOU WERE OUT.

[impotentowl]

Oh, really? Thanks.

Bubastis is quite a smart cat.

Uh-huh. Sure it is.

I did, actually. And sugar cubes. And Coca-Cola.
And Alaskan salmon, but that's for Bubastis, although I'm sure she wouldn't mind sharing - as long as you ask.

[sugartitscube]

GOOD.

HRM, STILL DON'T SEE WHY CAT NEEDS TO EAT. DR. MANHATTAN DOESN'T, NEITHER SHOULD CAT.

ESPECIALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU MUST FEED IT.

[impotentowl]

I don't think she needs to eat; she just likes to.

I feed you and her, and I don't mind feeding either of you. I'm not going to go broke buying salmon, beans, and sugar cubes, and I'm not going to forget to buy one or more of those items.
Besides, Adrian feeds her, too.

[bluebastis]

Owlie is nice. I like that he feeds me. I don't need to eat, but salmon is too tasty to leave behind, even though I have become so much more than I was.

I like you too. You can have some of my salmon if you want it, Inky.

Why do you call me "cat"? I have a name.

[sugartitscube]

"INKY" NOT MY NAME EITHER.

HURM. SALMON DOES LOOK...INVITING.

[bluebastis]

But I call Owlie "Owlie." And you ARE inky.

...I made it up for you, but if you don't like your nickname I can stop calling you that. I would rather be friends.

Be friends?

*offers salmon*

[sugartitscube]

*TENTATIVELY TAKES SALMON*

AGREED. MAKES SENSE TO BE ALLIES.

......SUPPOSE "INKY" ISN'T UNBEARABLE

[bluebastis]

*rubs face tentatively against fingers, then backs off a few paces* Okay. Allies.

You can call me "Cat" if you want to. I realize it is only a description of me, like "Inky" is for you. I don't mind so much.

...Are you feeling better? Do you want to talk about it? *curls tail over front paws*

[grapeminusg]

OK LMFAO

[sugartitscube]

COMEDIAN. ELOQUENT AS ALWAYS.