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Post by Rhys Ymbrine on Apr 10, 2015 7:34:44 GMT
 I tear my heart open Tired was the only word that could really describe how Rhys was feeling. He finished practically everything he had to do that day except feed the cat. However he wasn't in any mood to rush home just yet. He wanted a break from the usual routine. Spend some more time out in the fresh air. It'd been ages since he'd just gone out for the sake of it. Besides, the kitten wasn't going to starve if he was out later than usual. It was getting late out when Rhys made his way to the fountain. Not that it was bothersome. If anything there probably wouldn't be as many people out, and that was always a plus. He wasn't sure why, but the sound of the fountain was calming to him. He used to come here often just to clear his head. However, spending hours everyday brooding in a public place isn't the best thing to do if you want to go unnoticed. With his appearance attention was a given. But generally speaking he only ever had people approach him when he was hanging out here. Always wondering why he was so broody all the time. Like they had the right to even look at him for an extended period of time. He stretched before plopping down next to the fountain. He crossed his legs and shuffled through his bag for a book. “Seriously?”Rhys let out a frustrated grunt, setting his bag aside. He could've sworn he brought one with him, but evidently not. With a huff he turned his attention towards the fountain. At least he still had something to occupy his mind. I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 11, 2015 6:11:30 GMT
 If only I could bring myself to say the truth; you're the love of my life [OOC: Jack's thoughts are marked with italics, to indicate they aren't even showing on his face. It's a work in progress so if this is too hard to read, I'm open to suggestions.]
Jack stretched his back as he walked through town. He'd slipped off to check the sites, and to be alone with his thoughts for a little bit. I'mGoneForTenMinutesAndIAlreadyWantToGoBack There were other people around, but none of them gave the 'cat' a second glance. PleaseDon'tNoticeTheCatPleaseDon'tNoticeTheCatI'mNotTryingToBeInYourWayPleaseJustDon'tNoticeMe!
As he wandered, he ended up at the fountain. It was a nice place to sit and watch the crowds.It'sASafePlaceNoOneToBotherMeThereNoOneToLieToEitherI'llBeSafeThereNoOneWillNoticeTheCatWatchingIt'sReflectionRight!?! As he approached the water's edge, however, he saw that someone else had gotten his spot first: a dark-skinned man covered in tattoos. OhFuckHeLooksLikeARealMonsterHe'llEatMeForBreakfastAndAbbiWillNeverKnowWhatHappenedToMeAllShe'llHaveLeftIsThatChickenWhyDidHeHaveToSitThere?OhGod
"So you want to take my spot, huh?" He purred in the language of cats. "We'll see about that!"ThatDoesItI'mAGonnerNowHe'sGoingToTurnAndKickMeIntoNextWeekForTalkingToHimLikeThatSomeoneHelpMe!
Jack pawed off to the side of the man, and circled back around, until he had slipped up beside him. I'mSoCloseICanSeeTheWhitesOfHisEyesOhGodHe'sGoingToNoticeMeAnyMomentNowAndThenI'mDoneFor He then proceeded to walk strait into the man's lap, and sit there, nose to nose with the stranger I'mADeadMan!, his tail prodding the man's shoulder.
"Aren't you aware? I am the prince of cats, and this is my royal seat, from which I make proclamations that effect cats all across the world! Neigh, across ALL WORLDS!" NowIsNotTheTimeForTheatricsI'mSoScrewedWhat'sHeGoingToDoToMe?He'llGrabMeAndThrowMeInThatBagAndI'llBeKittyStewForDinnerTonight Jack continued in the language of cats. Not that he'd use english even if he could in this form. words 0000 | | tagged | | something thoughts
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Post by Rhys Ymbrine on Apr 13, 2015 8:31:29 GMT
I tear my heart open Rhys wasn't paying much attention to anything, so he didn't even notice jack at first. He was too caught up in his own thoughts. Thoughts about the kitten back at his apartment. It was sad really, he came out here to get away from his usual, and all he seemed to be able to think about was that little fur ball. Anders was such a stupid little fluffy thing. With his little smooshed face and his bad attitude. As stupid as it was, Rhys couldn't deny he loved him to pieces. Cats were probably the only creatures in this world the elf liked. Though dogs weren't that bad. But not really his cup of tea at all. They were a little too dirty, at least, in Rhys's mind. Though he would prefer a filthy dog to a person most days. With that thought he felt something crawl onto his lap. Rhys was about to swat whatever it was off, but as soon as he registered what it was he stopped his hand. A cat? Rhys raised an eyebrow. He wasn't necessarily used to random cats getting up in his personal space. Or really any other animal other than Anders. However, he didn't mind it one bit. It did catch him a bit off guard, though. Rhys scratched his head while he looked over Jack. He couldn't think of anything he had on him to attract a cat. Maybe it's just one of those super cuddly types. “Hi kitty cat.” He said in a softer tone than his usual. He made an attempt to pet Jack without much caution. The elf figured that if Jack was comfortable enough getting this close to him, then surely he wasn't going to mutilate his hand if he tried to pet him. I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 16:28:33 GMT
If only I could bring myself to say the truth; you're the love of my life Jack met the stranger's confused stare. IfIBlinkHe'llKillMe As the man scratched his head Jack yawned. Yes, my lordly might is far beyond the reach of your mortal brain. Bask in my glory, pheasant!" PeasentNotPheasantHe'sNotABirdI'veBeenTalkingToKotakoTooMuchLately
The man reached down and began HereItComesHe'sGonnaEatMepetting Jack, without any concern for his own safety showing on his face WhyShouldHeFearMeI'mHisLunchYouAren'tScareOfLunch!, cooing like Jack was a baby. KittyCatIsGoingToRunAwayNowISaidRunAwayWhyAren'tYouListeningLegsRunBeforeHeEatsUs! "Kitty cat? I'll have you know, sir, that I am a Shirfield Cat! There hasn't been a Kitty in my family line for 600 generations! What are you...doing...I didn't...give you permission...to touch...me...higher, higher...ahhhhh...That's the spot..." Jack pushed up slightly with his legs, arching his back to press it into the man's hand ThisFeelsSoGoodIfOnlyItWereAbbiPettingMeThenThisWouldBeParadiseOnEarth. It had been so long since he had a good petting...It'sATrickHe'sButteringMeUpSoIWon'tResistWhenHeTakesMeHomeAndThrowsMeInTheCookingPot
[OOC: sorry it's so short...my muse is taking the week off, it feels like] words 0000 | | tagged | | something thoughts
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Post by Rhys Ymbrine on Apr 17, 2015 23:18:33 GMT
SEE OUR WORLD is slowly dying.
Rhys continued to pet Jack. Well he definitely doesn't seem to mind it much. Originally he had thought that maybe the cat was a stray. But strays weren't this docile. Strays didn't climb up onto random people's laps without much a warning either. This one definitely had to be someone's house cat. Or maybe an outdoor cat. But who would keep something so cuddly outside. Cats often wandered, so he probably wasn't lost. At least, he hoped Jack wasn't lost.
He smiled down at Jack and scratched behind his ears. Rhys's mood had taken a turn for the better. If anything he was more amused than broody. Which was a rather nice change. Maybe it was a good thing he forgot his book at home. This was a much better way to spend a break anyways.
“You're a cute one. I'd take you home but someone would probably miss you.”
He said in the same tone as before. As much as he loved cats, he wasn't in the business of possibly stealing them. Maybe if he didn't have such a high moral standing he would. But even then it just seemed like a horribly mean thing to do. Not only to the cat, but whoever it's owners were.
((OoC: It's totally fine~. ))
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