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 Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:16 pm
Jackie Zero snuck around the counter, on the lookout for Angel who he had adopted as his Mother when she lived in hell. His goal was the cookie jar that stood just out of reach on the counter behind the bar.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:17 pm
"Why does he wear a mask? Does he have a name? Er .. I shall try not to pester you with too many questions." she said softly. Gently petting the kitty, she closed her eyes, feeling very content to have company tonight.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:19 pm
"I am not intairely sure why he wears a mask... but he does not let me touch it" He smiled a bit and tilted his head. "I have just been calling him 'kitty.' I'm not very good at coming up with names."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:24 pm
Straining the ancient demon groans as the tips of his claws push the jar back farther from his grasp.
Damn...
Stomping around the counter he pulls a barstool, scraping the wood floor as he fights with the bulky seat.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:28 pm
Sending Kitty a mental image of herself sitting, she moved a little closer and then sat on one of the chairs. She smiled serenely at Reeve before speaking again. "Kitty is a great name. Simple, easy to remember. Perhaps you would find a more suitable name in the future. Personally, when naming an animal, I find a characteristic that is noteworthy, with this little guy I would consider naming him Mask."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:32 pm
As soon as she sat down the cat jumped onto her lap. "You may call him whatever you wish. I don't think it needs a name." Reeve said as he chuckled a bit. The cat shook it's head, as if it understood.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:35 pm
Stupid umans
The pint sized cookie burgler glared at the patrons who set there and did nothing as he struggled with a stool taller then himself.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:40 pm
Looking down happily at the now lapcat, she proceeded to gently stroke the animal from head to tail. With a broad grin, she shook her head in disagreement. It was then that she noticed a stranger having some troubles. With a wave of her hand, a small foot stool appeared for the stranger to use to help himself on to the chair. She nodded and winked, hoping he would appreciate the gesture and not be insulted. turning her attention back to Reeve; "I believe Mask disagrees. Is that not correct sweet kitty?" she said to the kitty.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:44 pm
Reeve laughed and nodded his head. "Very well then... watch him for me for a little bit will you?" Before even waiting for an answer the shadows swallowed him, leaving the cat with Ziven. As soon as he was gone the cat jumped off of her lap and looked around for him, meowing softly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 10:54 pm
What the?
The small dark one was surprised at the footstool. Unable to carry the stool he found the footstool perfect for both his strength and for the cookie jat debacle. He hiked his pants up once more and carried the stool over to the counter, climbed up, crawled on the counter then opened the jar. Fishing out the cookie he licked his lips, blinking as he stared at his treasure.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:00 pm
Raising a brow, she considered trying to follow after him or calling for Kain. But a moment later, she decided that she would not want to part with him quite yet, especially if it was Reeve's intent to abandon him. "It seems as if I would be your escort for the time being. Do you find this acceptable, Mask?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:04 pm
He sat, nibbling his cookie, watching the woman in the bar with the cat. He had a kitten of his own that sat on his shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:04 pm
The small cat searched around some more, trying to find Reeve. Finally it gave up and jumped back onto Zivens lap. It purred and nuzzled into her, content for the time being.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:09 pm
Wot your name woman
He called out to the lady who had taken pitty on his plight.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 11:14 pm
Turning to the stranger, she nodded her head before replying. "Greetings. My name is Ziven. And you are?" upon saying this, she continued petting the kitty as he sat in her lap.
(Ooc: Do you wish to continue rping for the kitty? ^^; )
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