{Closed} Where Kittens come to play
WHO: The Lamento kitties characters and Kuja
WHAT: MILK. He has MILK FOR YOU KITTIES
WHERE: Meandering through the main city
WHEN: Early afternoon
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He had thought Ritsuka to be the only little kitten boy he'd ever come across. But no, apparently that was not the case. And with much much giggling that morning, Kuja had scribbled and sniffed and left little lipstick kisses in his journal as he spoke to quite a few kitten boys.
He positively had to meet them. Besides, the house was empty since Balthier, the lovely Bela and their resident Mop-Travis had gone off bounty hunting. It interested Kuja very little, and after helping Soubi and helping the outrageous Prince Edward and Giselle-
Kuja was very very bored.
But now he had something to look forward to! With a flourish he fluffed his silver tresses in front of his vanity, cursing inwardly at his faint freckles, before tidying his blouse. He'd bring them home, all of them yes, and he'd give them saucers of milk.
They mightn't all be friends, but he knew a thing or two about cats. They loved milk and as long as he set the saucers a little apart so they wouldn't fight- they'd be fine.
Stepping outside of the house, Kuja picked a flower and rubbed it into a page.
Sweeties, he wrote, I'm going to walk through the city and leave little trails for you. Come find me, ok?
And he left a little pink lipstick kiss.
WHAT: MILK. He has MILK FOR YOU KITTIES
WHERE: Meandering through the main city
WHEN: Early afternoon
*~*~*
He had thought Ritsuka to be the only little kitten boy he'd ever come across. But no, apparently that was not the case. And with much much giggling that morning, Kuja had scribbled and sniffed and left little lipstick kisses in his journal as he spoke to quite a few kitten boys.
He positively had to meet them. Besides, the house was empty since Balthier, the lovely Bela and their resident Mop-Travis had gone off bounty hunting. It interested Kuja very little, and after helping Soubi and helping the outrageous Prince Edward and Giselle-
Kuja was very very bored.
But now he had something to look forward to! With a flourish he fluffed his silver tresses in front of his vanity, cursing inwardly at his faint freckles, before tidying his blouse. He'd bring them home, all of them yes, and he'd give them saucers of milk.
They mightn't all be friends, but he knew a thing or two about cats. They loved milk and as long as he set the saucers a little apart so they wouldn't fight- they'd be fine.
Stepping outside of the house, Kuja picked a flower and rubbed it into a page.
Sweeties, he wrote, I'm going to walk through the city and leave little trails for you. Come find me, ok?
And he left a little pink lipstick kiss.