::Open RP: Kitten-Smitten::

[i_am_an_hero]

While A, as a general rule, is content to stay in his room, Schrodinger is a growing kitten, and always eager to explore and play. A's room is small, and even a tiny kitten seems to need space, so A has taken her to the Great Hall, where there is space for her to frolic

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[wright_phoenix]

Phoenix was bored. Very bored. Hell, he was beginning to think that even taking a tough case would be fun.

Oh, hey, kitty!

And look, the person's floating a feather for the cat to chase.

"Hey, neat trick."

[i_am_an_hero]

"I just learned it," A said softly. "Thank you."

[wright_phoenix]

"You're welcome. I haven't seen you around before. I'm Phoenix." He leaned down to get a closer look at the cat, fiddling with his tie, wondering if the cat would chase it.

[i_am_an_hero]

"The kind that rises from the ashes?" It was a tentative joke. "I'm A."

Schrodinger, of course, pounced on the tie immediately, growling ferociously and worrying it with her sharp little teeth.

[gamerspy]

Matt actually pushes one side of his goggles upwards, peering at the kitten with an uncovered eye.

"Has it gotten bigger already? Is that even possible?"

[i_am_an_hero]

A question about Schrodinger? That makes A less shy. "She spends a lot of time eating and sleeping. That makes it easy to grow."

[gamerspy]

"Huh."

He comes closer, offering his hand for the kitten to sniff at or headbutt or whatever it is kittens do by way of greeting.

"Is she still chewing on everything?"

[i_am_an_hero]

"She likes to bite ankles," A warns. "And fingers."

[jezzthespoon]

The first thing Jezz noticed was the levitating feather. The second was the kitten, and the third was the human with the wand overseeing them both. The small raven on his shoulder noticed all this as well, and promptly abandoned her perch. "Ragari-" Jezz called after her, somewhat exasperated, but as she shot toward A's head she seemed to have left his voice some distance behind, still trying to tie its figurative shoes.

Well, so her reasoning might have gone, if Jezz wasn't going to let her appropriate his hair...

[i_am_an_hero]

Shrieking, A ducks, pulling Schrodinger underneath himself protectively (ignoring a squeak of protest). He has very little personal knowledge of birds, and none of birds flying straight at him.

[jezzthespoon]

Ragari passed over him with a margin of less than an inch, and just barely avoiding colliding with the wall. Jezz called her name again, and this time his voice caught her turning round. He'd taken to keeping a polished coin in his glove of storing for such occasions, and he snapped his fingers to call it up, holding it up between two fingers. She duly returned, though she almost touched down in A's hair again before Jezz repeated himself - "Ragari!" - in a rather louder tone than he'd intended. He put the coin back in when she reached him, turning his gloved hand palm-down so she could land on it.

"I thought we had been over this," he told her. Ragari gave him a look that indicated that was news to her.

Jezz returned his attention to the human. He was aware that raven attacks were not the epitome of courtesy in most lands, and his own initial reaction hadn't been all that calm on his first encounter with Ragari, but the shriek had him lifting an eyebrow. "Apologies."

[i_am_an_hero]

"Keep it away from Schrodinger," he whispered, although the little kitten squirmed, curious, wanting to see, to find out what was happening. Jezz's appearance was not much stranger to him than many of the other people he'd met here and he didn't bat an eyelash. "She's only small."

[defense_rests]

Mia was sitting not far away with a cup of tea and a book on wizarding law, deeply engrossed in her reading. She was unaware of the frolicking kitten not far away, so she did not notice that the end of her scarf was hanging invitingly just a few inches off the floor, swaying ever so slightly as she turned the pages.

((OOC permission for Schrodinger to bat at the scarf, of course.))

[i_am_an_hero]

And what self-respecting kitten could resist such a blatant invitation? Schrodinger crouched, wriggling her tail, and pounced, claws tangling in the scarf.

"Oh!" A grabbed for her, dismayed. "Don't be angry at her, please," he said to Mia. "She's quite young."

[defense_rests]

Mia looked up, startled at the sudden tug. But when she looked down and spotted the culprit, her surprised expression gave way to an amused smile. "Ah. Hello there," she greeted the kitten, quickly loosening the scarf from her throat lest she risk a tug-of-war with it around her neck. "A, correct? It's nice to see you again." And not sequestered in his room.

"Angry? Hardly. I should know better than to leave that dangling anywhere near any cat, kitten or not." She closed the book and turned to face both of them, still smiling and holding the other end of the scarf in her lap. "She's also very lovely. What's her name?"

[i_am_an_hero]

"Her name is Schrodinger." He tries disentangling her claws from the oh-so-tempting scarf. "She was a gift. She's a very happy thing."

[pigwitch]

Petulia was in the great hall for approximately the same reason, except for that in her case it was four piglets rather than a kitten. She'd found some leashes for them, so at least they weren't running around willy-nilly. Well, three of them weren't.

One, which she had affectionately named Doofus, managed to yank his lead from her hand and took off across the Great Hall. Petulia ran after him, the other three piglets very surprised and doing their best to keep up, and finally managed to step on the trailing end of the leash. Doofus was brought up short with a squeek, a few feet from where A was playing with Schrodinger.

"Bad piggy, Doofus," she scolded, stooping to pick up the leash and loop it more securely around her hand. She looked at A, smiling apologetically. "Sorry. He's not very well trained, yet."

[i_am_an_hero]

A had already laid a protective hand on Schrodinger's back, ready to scoop her up and shelter her. The piglets weren't all that big and they looked harmless, but he didn't want to take any chances.

"I don't think cats are meant to be trained. But she is young, and very reckless."

[pigwitch]

"I, um, meant my piglet, not your kitten," Petulia said. "I'm teaching him to walk on a leash now, so he'll do it when he's bigger. Your kitten looks like she's doing just fine," she added, and wrapped the piglets' leads around her wrist several times to keep them close, before carefully holding out a hand toward Schrodinger. "What's her name?"

[i_am_an_hero]

"She's called Schrodinger." The kitten sniffed amiably at this new person, ready to receive the adoration that was her feline due. "Be careful, she chews on fingers." He smiled a little weakly. "I'm A."