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Rolling onto her back to bat her paws at the frills of a tablerunner, Enyo wondered how she'd get out of the bookstore by dawn. She'd managed to sneak inside just before they closed and hid in the crevices of the non-fiction historicals. Few checked there for any lingering would be patrons. And by her luck, the staff had missed her entirely. Now that night had fallen and she had time to think of her plan to spend the night enjoying reading up on the late Persian empire, she realized perhaps spending a good 8 or more hours in a store was perhaps not ideal.

She'd have to teleport back to the rift of all places and she'd realy rather not. It was entirely draining, unpleasant, and it had youma which were about as friendly as a lawnmower.

Batting at the strands of thread, she realized in her musings, something other had gotten near. Not... exceptionally powerful, but powerful none the less. Not like anything she'd felt before so what, or who exactly had managed to get into a closed bookstore.

Then, like a mockery of an answer a voiced called out. For a name she knew no less.
Flipping over and darting to the shadows, Enyo paused before replying.
"Unfortunately, I am not Katya. Though, she and I are of like kind." Sticking close to the walls and bookcases she slowly neared the source of energy.
"And pray tell, who might you be?"

Paws made no sound as she slunk in the dark, her eyes seeking the speaker. He certainly sounded pleasant enough, and, if he knew Katya and was a companion of hers... The mauvians might not be on the same side of the war, but there was a measure of understanding. They were not made to fight, only to aid and serve.

He found her first, and his sudden apperance, made her jump a foot in the air before landing, fur on end.
"Gracious!" Shaking to help smooth the ruffled fur, Enyo did her best to relax and maintain her air of dignity.
"I-" She was not used to being complimented however, and paused. Had she a human face, no doubt it would be pink. "Arthur was it?" She eyed the white male, her mouth quirking at his glasses. A bit of a unique one wasn't he?

"Enyo is what you may call me. And... thank you. You're quite handsome yourself." She wasn't sure however if living in a bookstore was such a great idea however.
"Staying in such a place would get attention, and not from ladies such as myself or Katya. Perhaps it's best we meet like this- a passing chance."

Smoothing out her fur, Enyo eyed this Arthur fellow.
Katya hadn't told her of him- and she could see why. A handsome and flattering fellow was surely a well kept secret.

"Well," she began turning to coyly resume her 'perusing' of the books, "I suppose if I am a welcome companion then I shan't deny you. It's nice to find those not so... ardent towards this conflict. Plus-" She flicked her tail involuntarily. Darn her tiny quirks.

"-I did come hoping to find myself a pleasant evening. Find a good book, and let myself get lost in it's pages. What of you, seeking a bit of fictional fun yourself?"

Ah, he was more an academic? That made her pause, head tilting as she eyed him. He hadn't seemed to be so well rounded but then, she really shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.
"I envy that. I don't often occupy myself with interacting with most persons. I imagine its a bit different for your ilk. The negaverse agents tend to be a bit gruff with us. Brutes, some of them." She tried to not speak to harshly but really, it was hard to gloss over how youma tried to eat you even if you were one the same side.

"But you seek to increase your own wealth? That's formidable. Money is power as the saying goes." As he brushed against her, she couldn't help the small muurp that left her, tail curling.

"Oh ho. Bold aren't you?" She bat at him. "Careful white fur, you might find that reality is a bit rougher than fantasy."

Enyo felt a pang of envy. To be able to help others so freely, to give them something behind kind words and a furry form to pet. In chaos, the only comfort they gave was that of company. Agents were expected to tend to their own.

"You-" She would have been blushing had she been human, instead, her tail flicked back and forth faster, her flustered state openly broadcasted. "You're a genuine Casanova arn't you?"

Attempting to hide her expression, (and failing), the smile she gave Arthur was genuine. "Not that I mind."

Jumping to a shelf, she was a bit curious as to why he'd ask of why she might read.
"Maybe. I enjoy... the romance of it. Adventure, mystery. The negaverse is not without it's share of curios, but to read a story, something with a beginning and end is comforting."

A tiny coy 'mmrp' left Enyo as she looked back at her companion. "Really? Could have fooled me Tom Cat." She teased. He was more a TV man then. She could envy that- her home was.. lacking in that respect.

"Perhaps you could give me a few suggestions on movies? I've hardly seen any. An no- no harem. I'm more a one cat woman and so far.. no tom cat has made me purr."

She was in dangerous water.