Incomplete and Open
Who: Genesis, Rabastan, and whoever feels like joining [OPEN]
Where: Town square by the fountain
When: This morning
Summary: Bast likes his new sleeping perch
Rating: TBA
The small white cat scratched itself lazily, paw propped on the man's forehead. The poor bastard that he had frozen yesterday was still locked in the position he had been before. Bastie had somehow 'forgotten' to release him from the spell. To the casual viewer, Genesis looked to be covered fully with a two inch layer of glass. It caught the light and seemed to glow with the morning sun that broke through the shattered Plate above.
Finishing with tracking down that itch and eliminating it, Bastie sprawled out across Genesis' sword with a wide yawn. It was held horizontal before Genesis, the position for a strike. It made a wonderful perch for a certain wizard that enjoyed having the best and prettiest spot to snooze. Sharpening his claws briefly on the glassy coating on the sword and man, Bast finally dropped bonelessly to nap.
The frozen man seemed to have no awareness of his surroundings. Within the capsule of glass or ice, he stared straight ahead, intense and set on what he had been doing before stopped. Sword held at the ready, Genesis never moved as the cat used him as a scratching post and pet bed.
Where: Town square by the fountain
When: This morning
Summary: Bast likes his new sleeping perch
Rating: TBA
The small white cat scratched itself lazily, paw propped on the man's forehead. The poor bastard that he had frozen yesterday was still locked in the position he had been before. Bastie had somehow 'forgotten' to release him from the spell. To the casual viewer, Genesis looked to be covered fully with a two inch layer of glass. It caught the light and seemed to glow with the morning sun that broke through the shattered Plate above.
Finishing with tracking down that itch and eliminating it, Bastie sprawled out across Genesis' sword with a wide yawn. It was held horizontal before Genesis, the position for a strike. It made a wonderful perch for a certain wizard that enjoyed having the best and prettiest spot to snooze. Sharpening his claws briefly on the glassy coating on the sword and man, Bast finally dropped bonelessly to nap.
The frozen man seemed to have no awareness of his surroundings. Within the capsule of glass or ice, he stared straight ahead, intense and set on what he had been doing before stopped. Sword held at the ready, Genesis never moved as the cat used him as a scratching post and pet bed.