049// pagan poetry

[felinemystique]

Look, we'll just do it like this until we get some other paper. Pass me the blanket.

No, the other one.

No--dammit, I'll get it.

(ooc: Bastet has had quite enough of Sniper singing to her--she thinks it's weird. So now, mid-conversation, she's decided they'll be talking over the journal until they get non-journal paper to use.)

Comments

[naoscaire]

Sorry, I thought you meant the one I was sitting on.

Can you toss me my shirt?

[felinemystique]

You're not going to wear it, are you? It's dirty.

*tosses it to him*

Did you feed your cat?

[naoscaire]

No, it's going in the laundry.

In progress, I got some tunafish...you know, maybe some day we should name him so we're not always just calling him 'cat'.

[felinemystique]

Maybe I'll get him some chicken later. For variety.

Well, it's not my fault you won't use any of my suggestions.

[lemonshine]

Cat names? What about Piper?

[felinemystique]

He doesn't really strike me as a Piper, kiddo. But I guess it's up to Irish in the end.

[lemonshine]

What about:
Sam
Max
Dan
Zero
or...
Mugen?

[felinemystique]

Where'd Mugen come from? It doesn't seem to fit with the rest of them.