[Alice realizes that she's been remiss on her promise to Mogget after their encounter in the Underground. May and June were eventful in ways she hadn't planned on, and it isn't as if she and the almost-cat's schedules run in such a way that an accidental encounter was likely. (Which is strange, perhaps, given the people they know in common.)
With recent events and Karin's departure, however, Alice is determined not to waste any more time and decides to take a more proactive approach. And that's why she's currently walking around her neighborhood, glass baking tray in oven-mitted hands, searching for a small, white cat. She has it on good authority that napping in windows is a passtime of his, so she's hoping that it's something he's decided to do today.]
[Mogget isn't always easy to find, but today it's almost as if he wants to be discovered. She won't have to look for him for very long at all before she finds him stretched out across a sunny windowsill, one eye cracked half-open and watching her as she walks down the street.
Both of his front paws twitch, one after the other, as she comes closer and he smells what might be in that dish she's carrying.]
You look far more comfortable with two eyes. [The small almost-cat tells her, barely lifting his head to observe her.]
Though that wasn't the best kind of place to make a first impression.
[The comment earns Mogget a wry smile. He's very much the same as he was in the depths of the Underground, at least personality-wise.]
And you look far better as a whole creature rather than one made of wisps and shadows.
[She holds up the dish for a moment to indicate it, then crouches to set it down on the ground and removes the cover. There's a baked white fish inside of it, very lightly seasoned because she has no idea what spices are safe to give a cat. Or even if such issues apply, in Mogget's case.]
I apologize for how long it's taken, but I've come to fulfill a promise. I couldn't remember if you preferred it cooked or raw, so I erred on the side of cooking it.
Either, though I shan't turn my nose up to proper seasoning.
[He uncurls daintily and stands, giving a full-body stretch with an arched back and extended claws and a wide yawn before he turns his full attention on to her. Then, Mogget jumps down to the ground in a fluid motion and saunters to the offered dish.]
So you've been looking for me. You know I have one of those little communication devices too, don't you?
[That is, she could have made it easier on herself. But maybe she'd just fancied the walk.]
[Alice had not, actually, considered that Mogget would have a network device. Suddenly, she feels a bit silly about walking around the neighborhood with a tray of fish practically going pss pss pss in search of him.]
I know for next time.
[And that's what matters. She has a seat next to the dish so that she's not towering so much over him as he eats.]
[He gives her a quick glance when she moves in the same way that most cats would, then drops his head down to resume digging in to the fish. It's pleasant, though he's never had anything quite as good as how the magical constructs at the Abhorsen's house would prepare, and he doesn't - for once - complain about anything.]
As well as might be expected. [Mogget replies, talking with his mouth full.]
Though I think it will be a long time before I do anything the Coven ask of me. They had more than enough of my time.
[Catlike as Mogget is, Alice can't say she's surprised that he doesn't pause in his eating to keep speaking with her.]
I can't say that I blame you for that, although I still plan to continue to help where I can. There's still a lot of work to be done.
[Alice means it when she says she doesn't judge him. How could she, given what they went through in the Underground? Not everyone has the experience that she does to make one want to serve to the utmost capacity, and there's nothing wrong with that.]
If they ask for you while I'm there, I'll say I haven't seen you.
[He seems relatively sure of this - or it could just be that he doesn't care if they do. Short of bewitching him into compliance, they aren't going to get his help again. At least, not in situations where the situation isn't fully outlined.
When half the fish has been demolished he sits back for a break, casually licking around his mouth and flicking his tail and looking so very much like a cat.]
But I appreciate the thought. Will you be running headlong into danger once again the moment they snap their fingers?
[Alice is struggling not to just reach over and scritch behind Mogget's ears. But as he's a sentient creature with a clear need of personal space, she respects that it would be incredibly rude to do so.
Besides, he's (understandably) a bit cranky with regard to the whole Coven situation. The pointedness with which he's asking her this question doesn't escape her notice.]
More than likely, I will be. [She knows herself too well to pretend otherwise.] The Coven would do well to act on their own world's behalf, but since they don't... I've grown to love Geardagas enough that I can't leave it to ruin. So I'll go.
[At least she's honest. Foolish, but honest. He wouldn't have believed her if she'd said something else, so it's just as well. Mogget silently finishes off the rest of the fish while she continues speaking, then sits up and licks the pleasant taste from around his mouth with his small pink tongue.]
It's interesting, how people can become so attached to this world. [Mogget is not, though he has his reasons for not being so that go far beyond anything the Coven may or may not have done.] And the people in it, despite owing them nothing.
[She says it with a degree of self-deprecation, but there's a fondness to her voice that suggests she doesn't regret it.]
It wouldn't be the first time I've become attached to a world like this one. But I suppose that's an entirely different conversation, and perhaps one that you don't care to have.
[As an almost-cat, Alice would more surprised if Mogget were interested.]
[He looks at her for a few long moments. Mogget has not forgotten the kindness she showed him, which was appreciated despite their situation at the time, and although he would not be extolling the virtues of Aefenglom and this world any time soon he hasn't been immune to the influences it's had on him.
So, he curls his tail around his feet and looks up at her.]
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fish for the kitty
With recent events and Karin's departure, however, Alice is determined not to waste any more time and decides to take a more proactive approach. And that's why she's currently walking around her neighborhood, glass baking tray in oven-mitted hands, searching for a small, white cat. She has it on good authority that napping in windows is a passtime of his, so she's hoping that it's something he's decided to do today.]
yisss
Both of his front paws twitch, one after the other, as she comes closer and he smells what might be in that dish she's carrying.]
You look far more comfortable with two eyes. [The small almost-cat tells her, barely lifting his head to observe her.]
Though that wasn't the best kind of place to make a first impression.
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And you look far better as a whole creature rather than one made of wisps and shadows.
[She holds up the dish for a moment to indicate it, then crouches to set it down on the ground and removes the cover. There's a baked white fish inside of it, very lightly seasoned because she has no idea what spices are safe to give a cat. Or even if such issues apply, in Mogget's case.]
I apologize for how long it's taken, but I've come to fulfill a promise. I couldn't remember if you preferred it cooked or raw, so I erred on the side of cooking it.
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[He uncurls daintily and stands, giving a full-body stretch with an arched back and extended claws and a wide yawn before he turns his full attention on to her. Then, Mogget jumps down to the ground in a fluid motion and saunters to the offered dish.]
So you've been looking for me. You know I have one of those little communication devices too, don't you?
[That is, she could have made it easier on herself. But maybe she'd just fancied the walk.]
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[Alice had not, actually, considered that Mogget would have a network device. Suddenly, she feels a bit silly about walking around the neighborhood with a tray of fish practically going pss pss pss in search of him.]
I know for next time.
[And that's what matters. She has a seat next to the dish so that she's not towering so much over him as he eats.]
It's good to see you're doing well, at any rate.
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As well as might be expected. [Mogget replies, talking with his mouth full.]
Though I think it will be a long time before I do anything the Coven ask of me. They had more than enough of my time.
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I can't say that I blame you for that, although I still plan to continue to help where I can. There's still a lot of work to be done.
[Alice means it when she says she doesn't judge him. How could she, given what they went through in the Underground? Not everyone has the experience that she does to make one want to serve to the utmost capacity, and there's nothing wrong with that.]
If they ask for you while I'm there, I'll say I haven't seen you.
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[He seems relatively sure of this - or it could just be that he doesn't care if they do. Short of bewitching him into compliance, they aren't going to get his help again. At least, not in situations where the situation isn't fully outlined.
When half the fish has been demolished he sits back for a break, casually licking around his mouth and flicking his tail and looking so very much like a cat.]
But I appreciate the thought. Will you be running headlong into danger once again the moment they snap their fingers?
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Besides, he's (understandably) a bit cranky with regard to the whole Coven situation. The pointedness with which he's asking her this question doesn't escape her notice.]
More than likely, I will be. [She knows herself too well to pretend otherwise.] The Coven would do well to act on their own world's behalf, but since they don't... I've grown to love Geardagas enough that I can't leave it to ruin. So I'll go.
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[At least she's honest. Foolish, but honest. He wouldn't have believed her if she'd said something else, so it's just as well. Mogget silently finishes off the rest of the fish while she continues speaking, then sits up and licks the pleasant taste from around his mouth with his small pink tongue.]
It's interesting, how people can become so attached to this world. [Mogget is not, though he has his reasons for not being so that go far beyond anything the Coven may or may not have done.] And the people in it, despite owing them nothing.
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[She says it with a degree of self-deprecation, but there's a fondness to her voice that suggests she doesn't regret it.]
It wouldn't be the first time I've become attached to a world like this one. But I suppose that's an entirely different conversation, and perhaps one that you don't care to have.
[As an almost-cat, Alice would more surprised if Mogget were interested.]
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So, he curls his tail around his feet and looks up at her.]
Go on.