It was moving out of night and into morning as Laocoon strolled down the street, the last of his designated area to patrol. As far as night patrols went it had been rather uneventful. He’d caught a pair of dumpster divers in action, stepped over one drunk, and avoided some suspicious activity on the edge of the park. (Sword or no sword, when suspicious activity went down that didn’t involve youma, Laocoon knew to stay far away. He did not want to be shot, after all). All in all, it had been rather boring, but that was life. Besides, he didn’t think he could cope with being attacked by youma every night. He wouldn’t have any energy left to live his normal life.

Yawning widely, the cavalier continued on, sauntering like a policeman walking his beat. Just one more street and he could go back to his dorm. He knew from experience there was 24 hour McDonalds just around the corner that had a bathroom with a mirror just large enough for him to fit through. It would save him the trouble of walking all the way home. He didn’t know how these senshi did it, not being able to mirror travel like that. The thought of having to walk all the way back to his dorm room in Sovereign Heights was enough to make him sigh overdramatically. Best not to think about them and keep going. He was almost finished.

Nearing the end of the street he picked up his pace a little, humming a soft tune as he went. It was only when he hit the chorus for the second time that he realized somebody else was joining in. Stopping, Laocoon tipped his head to the side and listened, trying to figure out what was making the noise. Was that… meowing?

Frowning the cavalier slowed to a halt, searching around for any signs of the cat. When he found none he started up again, trying to walk in the direction the noise was coming from. Normally he wouldn’t have investigated the noise but the feline in question was definitely making the infamous “help me I’m stuck” call. “Here kitty kitty....”