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[scapepig]

A rather subdued and very-nearly-naked-but-not-quite man comes out of the office. He is wearing two palm leaves tied together with a piece of vine to cover his vitals.

He goes over to the fire, crawling on his hands and knees, and curls up in front of it like a cat. Every now and again he coughs.

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[mogget_cat]

...

*There is a cat looking at him.*

You are in my spot.

[scapepig]

The man coughs violently, then looks around at the cat.

Then looks away and shuffles about a foot to the left of the position in front of the fire.

[mogget_cat]

Thank you.

*The cat settles down, stretching out before the fire.*

One does not often see human-shaped things curled up before the fire.

*He's been in the bar too long to assume everything human-shaped is necessarily human.*

[scapepig]

"I am a pig." the man replies, not looking up.

"A giggly thing changed me."

He shivers.