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Going out was beginning to be his least favorite thing ever now. From getting beaten up and the conversations that seemed to follow when someone felt his energy signature, it was really not that kosher. But the whole beaten up thing was really the pits.

Not like he seemed to avoid that problem before. As Kailash, he could at least feel some sort of signature to high tail it out of there - before they spotted him, that was. And apparently heal faster, but he was beginning to think that was a load of bull. He still felt like s**t.

The Page was out for other reasons though. Questions were continuing to rise about this whole gig and now he was exhausting his resources. Fellows like him needed to be found and none seemed to be running around (why didn't he have half of these when he ran into Shalott?). And it sucked. So hard.

"Oh, thank god a park," he sighed. Parks meant benches and there were so many parks in this city that it at least didn't take him that long to stumble upon one from his long winded trip (only a few blocks really, but that was a lot to him). The green haired Page collapsed on the nearest bench, spreading himself out upon it and basking in all that was sitting.

Oh jesus, there was another person. Kailash's body flailed for a split second as he retreated to the armrest on his side of the bench, staring with wide eyes as the girl raised her question and followed it by blinding him with her phone.

Needless to say, the picture she could now cherish forever was very much a mix of deer in headlights and maybe he was having a seizure of some kind. Never flattering, but what of Kailash ever was?

"Um..." Was his spellbinding first words to the purple haired girl. Untangling himself, the Page slide his body down to its usual lazy slouch and he let out a long sigh. Finally, his heart was beginning to steady itself, allowing himself to calm and look at who he was now going to have a wonderful conversation with.

Purple hair. Female. Rather cute. No power signature, but that could mean a number of things seeing as how little new knew. "Yeah." He finally answered, "and such an inspiring one." He shot her an ironic grin as he reached into his scarf to pull out his cigarettes and lighter.

"You anything I should know about?"

That giggle had sounded devious, but as he was preoccupied it was a little hard to tell. But that explanation, that was something Kailash really wasn't too sure about; her tone was misleading after all.

The Page gave her a scrutinizing look for a second, holding out one his cigarettes to oblige her request. "Interdimensional?" He asked her, "so that makes you a little more weird than the normal space cats running around here?" Not even he knew if he was just going along with her tale, the subject of the cats was still something unconfirmed; there had been ********* but she had tried to allude his suspicions elsewhere when he had seen several running around at the meeting (not to mention, maybe ********* herself).

"Well, you are rather human looking and the whole extra starseed thing." He answered himself, lighting his cigarette. Kailash held out his lighter to her, unsure if she had her own means but figured it would at least be polite.

"I'm Kailash."

Kailash would have been ever so grateful to know she had nixed the idea to show him her amazing cat shifting ability. He really didn't need any more surprises this evening, given the last one had almost sent him into one of his own amazing flailing episodes.

He'd take her word for it, though he wasn't how true it was. But, the whole topic of talking cats just kept going so maybe there was more truth to it than he thought (dammit, now he had to track down a cat). "Magic, oh yes." He nodded, "like their ability to talk and yet say nothing at all." Wait, did he just steal a line from Shrek? Oh well.

Kailash took a nice long puff from his cigarette and then turned back to Zia. "Aa, you know about that too?" He sighed and reached over to the little holster on his left hip and pulled out an object. A pipe. "Please refrain from fainting from its splendor." Useless and disappointing, but at least the girl herself was keeping the whole mood light and allowed him to joke about it.

'What' would have also been the first words he would have sputtered at her, or a long string of them followed with the words 'wait' and 'huh.' Kailash had no idea what was going on, had she just been playing along like she believed him? Now he wasn't even sure, like she had been going on sarcastically. Wait, what? The boy was confused, but at least it wasn't flailing confused which might have cost him his cigarette.

"Yeah, no s**t." It was easier to proceed with her statement because he was very much in the know that he had no idea what he was doing. "I've talked with a few cats, not sure how many were actual cats or like space cats full time," he went onto explain, "since for a week I was a cat." God that horrible week without nicotine.

"One of the cats, *********, tried to have me convinced I could only talk to her because I was a cat." He frowned, his thumb flicking the filter end of his cigarette. "I called bullshit since I managed to talk to actual people during that time too, and that little girl was not surprised about it." Had some damn good cookies too.

Kailash took a short drag, letting the smoke out of his nose as he sighed, "can talk but say nothing at all," he repeated. He would have to see about this girl though, claiming to know everything. Yeah. Her with her phone and her fiddling with the phone.

And making suggestions about uses for his pipe. "What gives you the idea it's a magic pipe?" Besides having the ability to make his life miserable. "It probably has the worst inner workings and gunk inside ever, it's so old looking." He held it up, letting some of the pitiful light from the streetlamp hit it. The thought might have crossed his mind a few times, but... it was old. He had tried taking it apart but the thing was like magically infused together.

That mess, an interesting way to describe it, Kailash thought. Apt too. He simply sighed and shrugged it off; honestly he would probably rant along with her if he knew exactly how she felt about them, though only if he was really in the mood. And right now, not really.

He vaguely listened to her as she went on explaining the differences of their supposed cat forms; it was good information, and he tried not to let it get to him that that little cat had totally tried to play him. (********* was going to have to be found and glared at now). Instead, his gaze had fallen back to the pipe he had showed to her, twisting it along in his hands. This wasn't the first time he had spent a long period of time surveying it.

And he didn't need to catch her look to know how much he had walked into that one. Of course it was a magic pipe. "Besides that," he replied annoyed, mostly with himself. "I thought there would be more to it than this silly outfit." What he was hoping for, he wasn't sure. To make weed taste even better or something? Or to make tobacco do something cool?

Or maybe that was coming later. "Upgrade," he repeated, "meaning I'll have to give more of a damn about all this," Kailash frowned, finally turning to look at the not-so-catgirl. Like a video game, he'd have to level up but that meant working at it. In that situation, it was no problem but his own life. Urg. Turning into a cat girl by the end of this would be a plus indeed.

Kailash watched her for a moment as she seemed to be looking for something, blinked and then replied, "Uranus." And always with the proper pronunciation, let's not walking into more jokes (though Zia had proven herself to be a little more mature than say, Ellie).

Little war thing. Wait. Kailash squinted at the girl beside him. Was she referring to the stupid annoying one now or was there actually a stupid annoying one long ago? Like a broken record if true, fabulous. The page wasn't sure exactly if he wanted to bother with asking Zia, given how much she was already giving him in the bottles of information or to let it drop because of how little interest he had in it himself. (Or maybe just ask Iris about it later, she seemed to like dropping annoying hints and s**t after all).

Besides, she was pressing on with something maybe a little more worth knowing. And equally as frustrating. Kailash let out a small groan as he slumped backwards, his head now hanging off the back of the bench. "Three levels, ********..." At least this wasn't a video game where he might have cared about completion, but... ********, maybe he really did. Being a knight sounded rather rad.

"This all really sucks actually." He told her, not lifting his head. Mass killings? Greeeeeat. "I think I bore witness to a mass energy thing, almost was apart of that until the Universe or whatever decided to be awesome and give me a pipe." Was she concerned? He couldn't completely tell but there was a touch of it. "Otherwise, puppies and sunshine." Her concern might have been questionable but his sarcasm was very obvious.