[ It's a posterior worthy of posterity. Probably. In at least a few minds, anyway.
Her room-mate's aren't initially noted when Vex descends from the first floor, taking the spiral stair into the lounge, mind entirely on other matters as she heads towards the kitchen. She knows Sheva is there, of course, distantly aware of the flight of young cats she's gotten to know over the last few months, but attention is elsewhere.
Right up until something sharp pricks her rump, and there's a yelp of surprise from the half-elf as one of the cats collides with the point of light. ]
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Her room-mate's aren't initially noted when Vex descends from the first floor, taking the spiral stair into the lounge, mind entirely on other matters as she heads towards the kitchen. She knows Sheva is there, of course, distantly aware of the flight of young cats she's gotten to know over the last few months, but attention is elsewhere.
Right up until something sharp pricks her rump, and there's a yelp of surprise from the half-elf as one of the cats collides with the point of light. ]
OW, what the f--!