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 Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2021 5:31 pm
There were a lot of things different with Haymitch these days. He didn't just lurk in post offices moving mail around, or eating all the food in the lunch room without being told no, nor did he laze about the cat HQ doing absolutely nothing. No, no Haymitch now had a purpose and a team to follow. Axinite had said so himself! Admittedly, Haymitch had run off before Axinite had finished talking, or even sent a missive with him, but he had a job now!
It was so weird. His momma would be proud. Probably.
So Haymitch, in all his tiny small kittenness, barrelled down the hallway to his General - he had a General now!! - to his General's office, and pushed in the door without any sort of preamble.
"General Faustite! Haymitch reporting for duty!!" He jumped onto the desk, eyes bright with excitement and tail shedding fur everywhere with how fast he was wagging it. Did he realize that maybe jumping onto the desk screeching in excitement wasn't the best way to make himself known? Not at all.
Well Faustite, you have a cat now.Strickenized pls dont flame the cat he's just excited
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2021 4:18 am
"What the <********>." He'd met the cat twice, yes — it survived the Rift trip, and it survived promoting Albite — and he knew he had quite a few Negaverse senshi on hand, and that he should really consult with Kamacite on how to raise them (but he was still a touch shy around his friend, as if he did wrong, and it was affecting his work, and he knew that needed to be rectified), but in all of that he hadn't asked the ******** cat for anything. He'd never been particularly nice to it, and he could only imagine this was Albite being petty and telling the cat that Faustite needed something from it.
The metal pen in his hand fell and clattered against the (glassless, though at least upright) desk. It fell through the frame and against the top of the covered drawer, just next to this furbag who thought he was reporting for duty.
This would not do, he decided.
"Don't need your report, cat." Faustite gathered the thing in his arms, half-expecting the endlessly shedding fur would protect it a measure longer from cooking in his grasp, and started for the door. "Don't need you for anything. Go answer to your superior." He finished by setting the cat in the doorway, and shooing its butt puffs with little sweeps of his fingers.a-disgruntled-draaagon ugh i love haymitch so much
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2021 9:10 pm
Faustite was warm. Chaos he was warm and all Haymitch wanted to do was curl up in his arms and just stay there. How did he not have more cats all curled up on him at all times? The man was a walking cat warmer. But now he was Haymitch's warmer and no other cats could have him. Nope. Because Faustite was Haymitch's superior now. His team was Haymitch's team!
Wait what do you mean he didn't need his report, of course he did!
"You're my superior! So I'm coming to you! To report. Like I was told!" He blinked up at the flaming man, only distracted by the fingers briefly. He batted at them with a paw, tail flicking in confusion.
"Didn't... didn't Axinite tell you?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2021 5:07 am
Paced slow circles with the thing in his hands. "Haven't gotten anything about it." Faustite finally set the cat down on the unshielded cabinet portion of his desk before he started melting its fur. "Did he send you because my team is mostly senshi?" That sounded like Axinite. Faustite blew smoke out his nose.
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2021 4:40 pm
Haymitch kneaded in the air at the hold until Faustite put him down, tail curling around his feet. "He did say something about sending a missive but I was half way down the hall by that point..." he said, bringing a paw up in thought. Perhaps he had just... reacted too quickly? Was he not supposed to immediately come report for duty? Axinite had said that, right? ... Right?
"That is part of it, yes! Also bonding with Albite, sort defacto made me part of the team already!" He was very cheerful and smiled at Faustite, showing little teef. He face fell a moment later.
"Do you... do you not want me here? Am I... am I not the cat you'd want?" he said, ears and tail all drooping like the cat was melting. He almost looked like he was going to cry.
He sniffled, just a little.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2021 5:58 pm
Scoffed for that, rolled his eyes. "******** Lieutenants shirking their jobs…" Wouldn't have been the first time his mail was delayed for nearly a week because a Lieutenant didn't want to walk down the hall and slide it under his door. Faustite suspected Albite had something to do with that — spread rumors like lice and let the Lieutenants run wild with stories of his unreasonable temper — but he couldn't prove it. Only had the immensely frustrating pleasure of not getting any inter-office mail except when it was three days past relevant.
So he crouched, got to Haymitch's level, where the kitten looked ready to start crying. He wasn't convinced cats could cry, and he asked himself if he had any sympathy for the furry thing.
"What is want? We're not allowed to want." Knew that intrinsically, all information granted to him by Schörl. The smile he wore was sardonic, worn thin and ephemeral. "He says you're on the team, his word is law.
"Have much for you, then. You won't be idle while I have you."
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2021 8:10 pm
His head tilted at that. Not allowed to want? Haymitch wanted things all the time, like curling up on Faustite for warmth, or cookies from Axinite's desk, or Albite to let him play with the wisps again. Also sleep, he always wanted sleep. But that didn't mean that Faustite should have to be stuck with Haymitch if he didn't want him here... regardless if Axinite said so or not. That wasn't fair to Faustite!
He didn't really like the smile the General was giving him, and stood up to nuzzle his face gently. No sad faces.
"If you're really okay with that... I promise I will do my best as the cat for your team! And with whatever task you have of me, General Faustite. I know I'm... excitable and only a kitten, but I will do my very best to make you proud!" The cat gave another nuzzle, just a little lick, and saluted his General all while trying to put on the most serious face he had.
Which for a kitten was more adorable than anything.
"Haymitch, once again, reporting for duty!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2021 1:52 pm
"Task one: make me a heatproof communicator. Preferably something I can wear hands-free. Don't have a timetable for you, but the sooner, the better." And then the next time someone ******** with his inter-office mail, he could set them on fire without having to suffer being left out of the communication loop for another three months.
Plus, this would give him the opportunity to see what Albite's new kitten could do. The cats were supposedly technology proficient by nature — surely more than Faustite was — and he would like to see that in action without resorting to coercive bribery. Namely, he didn't want to pay Haymitch to do his job the way that Tiberius often demanded all sorts of bullshit at the request to make himself useful.
Wasn't sure how he felt about getting nuzzled and licked, given that it was nearly overstimulating at first, but if the cat could withstand his heat… Well. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"Oh. Also." Held up a finger to give the little kitten pause. "Need you to knead some rat's nests into Albite's hair for me. And piss on his yellow jacket. It looks dumb; he needs to throw it out.
"That's all, Haymitch. At ease. Stay or go, but don't eat the wisps."
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2021 9:20 pm
Heat resistant communicator, huh? Haymitch brought a paw up to his chin and thought for a moment. That could be possible... he'd make a bee line for the Mau HQ before taking his next nap. Though he'd probably have to talk to the other cats about it, which he wasn't exactly thrilled about. Haymitch liked them, they just tried to force him to do work. Actual work, not just leaving wet mail on people's doorsteps.
His eyes did flash at Faustite's other directions, and he grinned wide showing tiny teefs. Oh, oh yes he could totally go and make an absolute mess of Albite's hair and ruin his yellow jacket. That sounded like fun, honestly. Much more fun than making communicators and techy things to be honest. Oh, he could do that first! Then nap!
Yes. Prank Albite, nap, then look into the communicator.
"You got it, boss! I'll get started right away!" He chirped and wiggled, before giving Faustite one last lick - he really wanted to nap on his face, but he'd have to do that later, and bounded off the desk and out the door off to do mischief.
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