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[mongrelpet]

DATE: Day 83
CHARACTER(S): mongrelpet and kit_katze
STATUS: Close/Incomplete
SUMMARY: While people are still mourning at the memorial service, Katze and Riki deal with things the way any good Amoi native does, with alcohol and sex! .... Minus the sex. Includes, home-made alcohol and some possible bonding and/or bitch fighting. Who knows with them.
LOCATION: Katze's

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[kit_katze]

Katze answered the door quickly. He was too used to rules, used to the fact that the door could only be left for so long before a Furniture was punished. It had been years since that was the case and even that remained. It was as though when an Elite sank his claws into you, he never really let go. It was a poison that stayed in your blood until you died. Which, admittedly, was usually sooner rather than later. Katze was old for a mongrel. He hadn't lived this long by being foolish.

He nodded to Riki, that same half smile on his lips that seemed ever present. It could mean anything from being amused at Riki's antics to bitter over the fact that his Master had loved Riki more.

The redhead reached for a pack of cigarettes that weren't there, sighing again. "Certain things will have to be taken into account due to the fact we're in space but I think this plan has potential." Right down to business.

[mongrelpet]

Riki nodded. "It it was easy it wouldn't be as much fun," he said. It was something that he would have been certain about when he was younger, but now his words were bland, tired almost. He had once enjoyed going around the law and breaking it openly, but that had been before.

"Where should we start?" He managed not be unnerved by Katze's expression. Something about the fact that the guy hadn't really changed towards in his interactions towards him. He also didn't mind taking orders from Katze, he had gotten used to it working with him in the Market.

[kit_katze]

Katze considered. "We need a private area. Somewhere unlikely to be disturbed. I would suggest under a bed but if something is to go wrong..." He shrugged. "I doubt either of us want to go up in flames."

Amber eyes glanced around the room. "Maybe the first thing would be to locate equipment. Things that won't be missed, then we'll decide where they fit." He was slowly getting the hang of this again. He was used to havving too many agents to do his bidding and now he actually had to work at the menial tasks rather than just instruct in them.

[mongrelpet]

"Do you know where we can get them? The kitchen is off limits isn't it? Has anyone ever broken in?" They could also try the shopping center for some of the basic supplies. He got the feeling that it wouldn't be that hard to track down the equipment, they would just have to get creative.