[The camera clicks on into a semi-dark bedroom. The early morning sun shines weakly through curtains and blinds to show a bed, covers all askew. An alarm goes off and the covers move as whoever is underneath them starts to slide out of bed
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Listen to hisses as he drops it again. Oh, he hates today. He hates it so much. Peering into the device with his amber eyes, he gives a flat look. So a dog while he's a cat.]
Meow.
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Wait. Why does Cinna care that there's a cat? Nevermind. He can hear the cat and starts searching the room, sorting through all the strange scents - wow, definitely laundry day - and finally comes to the network device.
He sniffs it. The smells are going to take some getting used to.]
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His fur starts to bristle even if he doesn't know why, giving a little warning look as ears pin back slowly. It's vile and uncessary to do this. Why is he doing this?}
Meow.....
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Cinna?
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Peeta. Thank heavens.]
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Cinna? Are you here?
[He hopes the dog doesn't bite.]
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Come on, Peeta, we went through this with Katniss recently.]
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But then he hears the background and he gives another whine. Angela. Of course.]
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Bless caller ID.]
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The following is a test for confirmation:
Can you understand me?
Are you a cat?
Are you a dog?
Is the sky blue?
Polyester leisure suits are the perfect choice for business attire, correct?
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Two barks.
One bark.
Two barks.
Two barks.
Growling. Lots and lots of growling, you evil, evil, being.]
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Hello, Ginny.]
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Hullo... Cinna?
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