something of a different purrsiasion

[amethystic]

Who: a strange black cat and you!
What: amity needs some levity and brainlessness during heimrquest. so felicity is around town but as a small kitty.
When: late winter
Where: the inn, but she may be found outside in other places too
Warnings: please no  

( it's not really a big event or anything. but felicity is so tired, and sometimes you don't even want to be a person anymore. and if you don't want to be a person, but you're a powerful witch... why stay a person?

 

which is precisely why those who go into the inn lobby will find a small black cat curled up. her fur is curly, taking on an almost pink shine in the light of the fireplace, and when she cracks open one eye it's a vivid sky blue. tellingly, it looks like one of her forelegs is missing. but she doesn't seem to mind if you approach. )

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[bloodyopus]

[ A cat? Phantom pauses at the door for a moment, back from his daily errand of getting some supplies from the Shopkeeper, and also taking the time to stop by in the bathhouse before that. He wanted to make sure first if he's not hallucinating, although the VOICE is strangely quiet today — perhaps the small, cute gray creature nestling on his neck had something to do with that.

It, too, was catlike, at least partially so in form, although it's also a plant at the same time, having a small, white flower sprouting behind its left ear. The Feline operator had taken to calling it Raoul; it had brought him some measure of comfort in place of Miss Christine.

...Though, there is now one (1) small black cat curled up in front of the fireplace. The pink shine didn't go unnoticed; she's beautiful. Then again, all cats are, in his eyes, even if Miss Christine would always occupy a special place.

After he determined that the kitten's not a byproduct of his mind (and that he wasn't in a dream, either), Phantom quietly approaches her. The missing foreleg makes him furrow his brow slightly in concern.

Not wanting to disturb her nap, he silently crouches beside her. It was Raoul who meows a greeting first. ]

...I certainly hope we did not disturb you, beautiful lady.

[amethystic]

Mrrp...?

( felicity cracks an eye open and shifts- she'd been dozing off, but she supposes she should have expected people to approach. after all, animals in the grove are ridiculously rare, normal ones moreso. with a yawn, she looks over to phantom. ... he's rather polite, isn't he? and correct. she's beautiful, thank you--

she doesn't respond, but she also shows no sign of aggression, simply curiosity. sup, dude. )

time to rizz up the kitties 🤌

[bloodyopus]

[ Other people - Terrans or the...strange humans without ears, tails, scales or horns - is one thing, felines are another. Phantom is good with them. For one, he knows his place — he didn't try to force himself to them, and he generally has a non-intrusive presence when he's not exploding in the battlefield or jumpscaring people and screeching on top of his lungs. Perhaps that was why cats likes him (although bunnies are afraid of him), including those of the more...plantlike persuasion, case in point being Raoul.

Seeing that the beautiful lady wasn't bothered, and instead curiously stares at him (and Raoul, who was also staring at the new kitty curiously from his shoulder) with gorgeous sky blue eyes, Phantom smiled. It was a small smile, but it reached his eyes, nevertheless, a genuine one — something that was as rare as normal animals in the Grove. Correspondingly, Raoul let out another meow, a more curious sort. ]

Good to hear. [ He slowly extended a hand, moving just a little bit closer. ] May I...pet you? I promise you may continue napping if you'd like, you needn't mind me much.

[ Oh, Miss Christine. The black fur reminded him so badly of her, and he almost let out a sigh. Raoul nuzzles closer to his neck once again, because he's Warm. ]

Ah, this is Raoul, by the way. He would not disturb you, either. You have my word.

NOT RIZZING THE KITTIES it is working tho

[amethystic]

( honestly, she's shocked the man can smile. but in the face of a cat such as her, who wouldn't, truly? (vanity has always been a problem of hers, but with her scars and old burns covered up under fur, it's so much worse as a cat. but also, in her opinion, extremely deserved.)

felicity doesn't move away, but she does roll over slightly- not enough to access her belly or anything, but it does show that she's missing a foreleg, and gives off an air of acceptance. he may do as he pleases. if it turns out he's terrible at giving pets, she can just leave. or bite his fingers. whichever. )

NO KITTY CAN RESIST HIS CHARM here let a bigger kitty pat you smaller cousin :>

[bloodyopus]

[ He can, although it was an extremely rare occurrence indeed that only happens once in a blue moon — or around cats. Aside from the smile, Phantom's countenance also seemed more relaxed in general. It's...probably strange that he talks to cats (and asks them for their permission), but he actually did that all the time with Miss Christine, and she could understand him. Raoul seemed to be able to understand his speech, too, although he's not a proper cat. Then again, Miss Christine has two tails instead of only one.

...Perhaps it's a Feline thing, that they have an inherent connection with the species that they shared physical traits with. Or perhaps it's just him. Either way, Phantom nods lightly when the beautiful cat (he had no idea that she's a witch in a transformation spell) rolls over slightly, showing her acceptance. His own lynx ears twitches lightly atop his head (although still covered by his cloak), and his small tail also flicked lightly (sadly, also covered by his cloak) — he's both pleased and excited. Very much a cat himself ]

...Thank you, kind lady. [ Gently, he brought down his hand to her small black head, giving it a light, friendly scratch before he moves his hand to her body, stroking it with the utmost gentleness. ] Would this be alright to you?

[ He thought that he'd bring up the matter of her missing foreleg later. It would be the more tactful thing to do, since he also hated it if anyone asks about his scars right after an operation. That aside...there are most definitely sparkles in his eyes as he continued patting and caressing her. Even Raoul, who had somehow already fallen asleep on his shoulder and nuzzling to his neck, had started snoring loudly, as if he was jealous. Phantom let out a small chuckle. ]

Someone's a little jealous, although I never peg him for the jealous type. Are you hungry, lady? I might have something that's suitable for you, but it depends on your taste.

[amethystic]

Mrrp.

( it would be, yes. and under his careful doting, her breathing starts to ease up. ... she hadn't realized she was so tense. as a reward for his care, she lets herself start to purr, unbothered by kitty snoring beyond an amused flick of her ear.

... though, maybe she shouldn't trust the offer of food. fish is fine and all, but what if he tried to give her kibble? or wet food? nooo thank you. she couldn't stand the smell. )

[bloodyopus]

[ Since Miss Christine isn't here, and Raoul is...well, he'd apparently pretty much eat anything, the food that he was alluding to was definitely some fish. The Feline remembered reeling in shock the first time he got one from the Shopkeeper, since the fish had three eyes when he took it out of the paper bag, but he knew not to waste any food partially thanks to the Troupe's teaching.

Now he'd gotten quite used to it, especially since they tasted not that different from normal fish, and depending on how you cook them, they could be delicious, too.

Either way, he was offering some of that to Felicity. He still had some eggs, vegetables, and fruits, besides...it wasn't as if he'd starve for the day. As a matter of fact...he's been eating more and regularly here in the Grove rather than back in Rhodes Island, although that was mostly due to the fact that he avoided the staff cafeteria like the plague. Still does, even after nearly four years of working and living there.

That aside...the purr was very much appreciated, and Phantom continued to stroke her soft, beautiful fur gently, his own smaller tail swaying gently under his cloak. ]

It's alright if you aren't hungry. The food isn't going away. You could go back to sleep if you'd like...you are safe now.

[ His words fell like soft rainfall, and he falls quiet after that, although he continued caressing her black fur softly. The room was quiet, save for the sound of Raoul's snoring.

...Honestly, he would have hummed her a lullaby if he could, but...he was afraid that his voice was going to affect her psyche. He didn't actually know if it'd affect beasts or if it'd simply wreck havoc on the minds and souls of creatures with sentience, and he most certainly wasn't aware yet that the black cat that he was stroking was actually a witch, but in any case, he's not taking the risk. Yes, even if the special suppressant had kept his true voice under wraps, at least to a certain degree. ]

My apologies if I cannot hum you a song. I am afraid my situation regarding that...was a little complicated.

[harmacy]

[Alas, she has decided to go outside today, the same day Add has decided to go outside for once, and so

The scientist stops, staring for several seconds, drones whirring behind him... and then he drops to a crouch. Clicking his tongue in that way that cats like, one hand outstretched.]

Here kitty kitty...

[amethystic]

( felicity's eyes pop open- she'd know that voice anywhere now. after all... isn't he a friend? (is he?) slowly, she glances over, ears up and alert.

...

he's looking a bit healthier. that- thats good.




... it wouldn't be fun to just go over immediately. she looks at him and then brushes a paw over her ear. )

[harmacy]

[His eye might be sparking. She stopped for him... uwaaa cute little paws

She's being stubborn, but his will remains strong. He will pet the kitty... she can't refuse him forever! Stay strong! Hold your ground!!

He leans forward a few more centimeters and tries again. Please....... kibby,]

[amethystic]

( she makes a show of yawning before she slowly lifts herself up off the lovely couch cushion she's made her bed on, streeeeeetching out- and showing the case of her legs- sitting to look at him...


and then she flops right back over. )

Prrt?

[harmacy]

[Noooooo the chirps! She's so close!! But if he moves he might startle her... ugh...

He... holds his position for now, lowering his arm. Maybe scratching the floor will help? It's worth a try? He is cross-referencing his internal database for the optimal cat-luring strats, but for now... he can see her better at this angle, so it's not so bad.]

... missing leg... looks like it's healed, but... [a slight frown, muttering under his breath. She doesn't seem frightened, so... probably a pet? Maybe she arrived like this? Would someone bring him a cat if it was injured?] ... need to modify the dose, but it should still be effective. Maybe next meeting...

[amethystic]

( ... dose? what dose- what is he planning? her ears twitch and she glances over curiously- to him it may look like she's just turning those big ol' eyes on him where she lays flopped over like a beckoning. mostly she's just trying to figure out what the hell he's going to do? )