closed & open prompts

[partnerinheels]

Who: Sheva & Vex; also an open prompt
When: Deceuer
Where: Aefenglom
What: general month + holiday/festival shenanigans
Warnings: None yet. Will update as necessary in threads.

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[moneytwin]

[ 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. ]

OW, what the f--!

[partnerinheels]

[Sheva suffocates a laugh at the scene, hand going over her mouth to cover the smile. Strangely, any and all evidence of the red dot have vanished by the time Vex makes any effort to investigate the source of the pain. Tiny claws release when the dot disappears, and the black cat lands back on the floor, eyes wide and searching fervently for his prey.]

Shomari! [The lioness exclaims in reprimand, as though she wasn't the cause of such chaos herself. A few further words follow in the same tone, but in another language.]

Are you okay? They are quite rambunctious tonight. [Now that she has Vex's attention, she motions to the bottle on a nearby table and lifts an eyebrow. Join her?]

[moneytwin]

[ Tiny beast may drop to the floor, but if its not quick, the dragon-elf ducks down to scoop up the culprit, making soft scolding noises.

One cannot control what cats will do, after all, so there's no immediate suspicion on Sheva. ]

Oh, I'm fine. Just a surprise is all. Kitty claws can be sharp no matter what their age. [she gives a grin, before eyes shift to the bottle then back, offering a slight nod. Why not? She was looking for a drink anyway.] I suppose even they know its some sort of holiday.

[partnerinheels]

[He is not quick enough, and while he makes a noise of startled protest at the sudden capture, he doesn't fight her. Instead, he stares up at Vex with wide eyes for several moments before meowing very loudly at her general direction.

Unhand him or give pets, apparently is the decree.]

I would trim them, but they do such a great job putting their adorable murderclaws to work on vermin.

[She grins, giving the white cat now headbutting her leg for attention a chin scratch.]

They have a way of knowing these things. Bring a glass.

[moneytwin]

[ There is no unhanding, at least not initially. There's a gentle scritch under the chin, before Vex tucks him against the crook of her arm and rummages in the cupboard to retrieve an appropriate glass. ]

Would that all households had such dedicated feline familiars. Still, might not hurt to blunt them at least a little?

[ Glass is carried over to where Sheva sits, and Vex folds herself onto one of the large floor throw pillows. Kitcat is carried with, absently petted as Vex settles, before extending the towards her roommate. ]

Then, a toast. To cats, and their forever smug knowledge of future festival events.

[partnerinheels]

[Fine. He will accept this manhandling for chin scritches, which he leans his head back to receive more of without much hesitation.]

Their ability to teleport makes nail trimming and baths... [Sheva eyes them both, the white one even giving pause enough to stare back.] Difficult.

[But this is clearly something she can toast, though it feels a bit selfish as she's a feline turnskin. The black cat provides Vex with a betrayed expression, before happily climbing up onto the lioness' arm to perch on her shoulder, claws and all. The turnskin winces slightly, but just shakes her head at him before smiling and raising her glass.]

To cats and their perpetual weirdness.

[moneytwin]

You said it, not me.

[ Vex has known weirder. Just a side perk of being friends with a goliath barbarian and a gnome bard.

Glass is lifted, all the better to clink together, before she takes a sip and sighs, sinking into the cushion. ]

Speaking of festivals, is this one usually a shared food hotpot gathering, or are there any extra things I should be aware of?