Here kitty kitty kitty...

[4before]

Characters: 4before and vatheon!
Location: Near the coral.
Time: Late night/early morning.
Style: [Action]
Status: OPEN[Late at night, a small kitten mewls, shaking off the water that's coating him. He looks around, and up at the coral. Recognition seems to dawn in his eyes, and he pads over to a drier spot, sitting down and smoothing his fur

Comments

[welcomedog]

[It's...a kitten?

Missile is going to pad over, jump onto the bench too, and snuffle at the kitten lightly. Something seems funny about this one...

Maybe he needs to be WELCOMEd? Yap!]

[4before]

[His first instinct is to fluff up a bit, and crack open an eye. He knows that voice... and if he's here, that means... maybe he remembers?]

... Missile?

[welcomedog]

[Missile knows that voice too! This is very strange!]

Sissel, is that you?! You're a cat! When did that happen?

[4before]

[His fur recedes back, and he rolls over a little, lazily.]

I've always been a cat. I just didn't remember for a long time.

[4before]

[Sissel looks up at the fingers in front of him, and nuzzles them after a moment of staring. There's no breath or heartbeat, and he feels cold (as well as slightly damp), but he's clearly moving.]

[He lets out a tiny mewl, which Medic might be able to hear as...]

'Hello.'

[4before]

[He nuzzles into the man's hand, purring a little. Pets are always nice.]

Oh, good. You can hear me. I'm back in Vatheon, aren't I?

[daughterofmana]

Hey your are in my way.

Annoying little....[She grumbles to herself.]

[4before]

[Sissel opens up an eye to stare at her and fluffs up a little. Give him a break! He's tired.]

[trainedprincess]

[As the natural predators of her number one fear, Zelda has always had a very strong liking for cats. She quietly laments her inability to pet him.]

Well, good morning! [She'll take note of the red cloth tied around his neck.] Does your owner normally let you wander the streets at night, or did you manage to sneak out?

[4before]

[He rolls over a little, batting his paws in the air.]

I can sneak out on my own... but my current owner isn't here.

[trainedprincess]

--You speak! [And she can't help but feel that his voice sounds vaguely familiar.] What a fascinating world you must be from, to have animals that can talk.

[4before]

[Mew?]

We've talked before. It's Sissel.

[theothersissel]

[Yomiel is just walking past when he catches a glimpse of something red in the corner of his eye.]

[He stops. He barely turns his head, and right there, sitting on a bench is...]

[It can't be. No, it must be some other cat that a local owns. That must be it. But that bandanna...]

I must be seeing things. That must be it.

[4before]

[Sissel looks up, stretches a little, and jumps off the bench, padding over to Yomiel.]

... I missed you.

[He sits, knowing that Yomiel is probably still from before things changed. But the memories of those ten years... they're still with him.]

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[theothersissel]

[D-did that cat just speak?]

[Yomiel gapes, then covers his mouth in shock, it couldn't be. No.]

[theothersissel]

Sissel?

[It was him. He had come back the way he was. Yomiel shudders involuntarily- the emotions and memories of that night were flooding back to him now, and he couldn't stop it.]

I-I...