Cat Spirit 3! [Action]

[catus_carnival]

[Unfortunately (or fortunately, if you're interested in that sort of thing) for Luceti, Taokaka is bored. And when she's bored, weeeeeeeird stuff happens. Like stalking. And hanging around. Except Tao doesn't  do regular stalking. She does extreme stalking and hiding. Residents may or may not find a catgirl randomly in their house. In their rooms,

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[outwalks]

[ Are there locks to the kitchens? Either way, the kitchen door's open in building six-as is a window, actually. The smell of baking chicken wafts out into the rain.

Inside, there's a boy crouched by the oven with his sleeves rolled up, alternating between watching through the little window and looking at the clock. He looks. . . very, very happy. ]

Five more minutes. . .

[catus_carnival]

[Oh god FOOOOOOD. Dese two...will vacuum it ;; For now she's under a kitchen table. Crawling a bit.]

Meat, meat, meat...

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[outwalks]

[outwalks]

[ OK, he's pretty sure that he looked there a second ago and there was nothing, so where did she come from? ]

[outwalks]

Excuse me-miss?

[catus_carnival]

Meow?

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[outwalks]

[ She meowed.

. . . do you still call a creature 'miss' or treat her like a cat if she says "meow"? ]

[outwalks]

It's all right to come out from under there, you know.

[catus_carnival]

[crawls out from under the table...all crawlinglike.]

Okay!

[outwalks]

[ . . . She actually does talk. . . ]

Are you looking for something?

[catus_carnival]

Tao smelled food over here!

1/2

[outwalks]

Oh. . . I see! Well, if you're hungry-

[outwalks]

[ Cue epiphany. ]

. . . it's past five minutes, isn't it.

[catus_carnival]

[NO ALLEN YOU MUST SAVE THE FOOD]

Meow?

[outwalks]

Please excuse me.

[ Yeah, OK, rushing to save the food! Really hurriedly. Where's the mitt, where's the oven mitt. . . ]

[catus_carnival]

[Well. WELL. Tao has decided this guy is taking too long to save the food because clearly ONLY WEAKLINGS NEED OVEN MITTS. She'll take it out of the oven by just opening it and taking it out LIKE A BOSS. As in just sticks her paws in and gets it, then puts it on a table. Luckily for Tao, her hands are covered by those...giant paw pad things...sleeves. Whatever. What is the condition of the food? Not burnt, hopefully.]