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 Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:56 am
Kitten!Jan meanwhile gave Jerry a curious look, moving gracefully around to peer at the deficient kitten.
he said to his fallen compadre, rearranging the oversized rolex he wore around his neck.
Somewhere under the persona, Lawr was glad he could potentially get away with Chantelle. He was going to that musical even if it was as a pathetic midget feline.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 11:57 am
The tail Jordan was hunting and the Harrison-kitten it was attached to went shooting off the bed in a panic. The Rep-kitten followed shortly afterward, less panicked and more fluffed up. Jordan stretched, yawned, and trotted over to the edge of the bed, where he crouched down with his paws underneath him and peered at them both. he said.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:07 pm
America had been right. While Kostya had had every intention of tracking down the surely skeletal kitten that Obadiah would have made, he had also been distracted. By the thing. Through sheer force of will, he'd managed to use his clumsy craftiness to its full potential. Slowly, Kostya had inched up a bookshelf, climbing onto one shelf after the next, until finally, he was on top of it. He peered down at the world below, and got a sudden sense of vertigo, prompting a pitiful mewl. Edging away from the ledge and the very long drop, Kostya pressed himself against the wall. Except, the wall behind him collapsed. Some idiot had installed the vent wrong, and that meant Kostya had full access to them. Unlike the men that had gotten stuck in the ducts during America's party, Kostya knew that his kitten form was small enough and light enough to walk unhindered. And so he did. Unfortunately, it was extremely dusty. A string of tiny, kitten sneezes could be heard from the vents above Taym's head, followed by the following squeaks: << Excuse me! Am having much dust in here! >>
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:10 pm
Harrison lashed his tail, his response coming out in a low distressed kitten noise.
He looked wide-eyed out from under the bookcase, peeking his nose out.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:12 pm
Jordan jumped down from the bed and sidled over towards the bookcase in question.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:22 pm
Jordan got a puffy kitten stare. Rep snapped, a tetchy little mrowl of a response. He justified it with the fact he was still very much coming to terms with the reality of the situation they found themselves in.
He was about to head over to the bookcase, tempted to charge the Harrison for a laugh and let the wrestling instincts take hold, when Jordan hopped down and reminded him with his self control that it probably wasn't the responsible thing to do.
Instead he sat down and started grooming a paw. It wasn't something he'd normally do as a human, but this didn't actually bother him much, he took to instinct well.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:34 pm
Harrison's ears went back.
He slunk tentatively out from under the furniture, then moved with clumsy speed over the open floor.
he growled. Just in case there was a breach or something. He felt real small and fuzzy and vulnerable, and he didn't like it.
He skidded to a stop at the bedside table, looking up at the large distance.
He turned to the bed with determination, and preparing himself grimly, hopped a short distance off the floor. A very short distance. His back paws cycled against the folds, as he dangled uselessly from his now-hooked claws.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:40 pm
Sasha was growing tired of the button she'd stolen from another kitten, and when Otto darted out from under the chair, she followed along - though she refrained from sinking her needle-like claws into Taym's back. That wouldn't be very nice, after all. Instead she meowed plaintively, obviously distressed by the precarious position that Otto was sure to find himself in. < Be careful!!>
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:43 pm
Jordan changed course to headbump Rep's shoulder, then followed Harrison over toward the bed. He sat down, curled his tail neatly around his paws, and watched the attempted jump. Acrobatics were not Harrison's strong point. he suggested.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:44 pm
He mewled back, his claws stuck in Taym's shirt. He fidgeted wildly trying to free himself.
Otto retracted his claws and fell back onto his back.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:48 pm
< I don't know,> Sasha fret as she used her massive front paws to help Otto roll into a more dignified position. < Do you think we should follow him?> She immediately was side-tracked and started grooming Otto's face.
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2014 12:55 pm
Jerrykitten whined, light glancing off of the watch he couldn't see on Jan's neck. There was something familiar about the other kitten but he couldn't for his life put his finger- er, claw- on it. Probably had seen him around when they were human. He dismissed the thought entirely as something flashed in front of him.
His crossed eyes focused on the bright spot flickering across the floor and immediately he righted himself, staring intently as it whisked back and forth. and he pounced.
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