It's a county road, I was picking up some late litters before it gets any colder. They're alright, they have fur, but I also don't want to sit here all day.
[He'll have to take a moment to pack a few things in his oversized backpack with too many pockets, but better to be over-prepared than not. A thermos full of hot coffee finds its way in there too, sitting snug during the ride over to find Pitou.
They don't have to wait long. The sound of the motorcycle's engine heralds his arrival, and he rolls up next to the van, stopping.]
[ Their ears flick as his bike approaches, the tail swaying behind them, at first relaxed and thoughtless, but it too goes tense as he stares. Pitou frowns. ]
[He will just casually (awkwardly) remove his backpack and dig around in it. There are all the tools he could stuff in there to potentially be more well-rounded when it comes to fixing the van, but... he pulls out a nice warm thermos of coffee and hands it to Pitou.]
You're a... cat.
[He doesn't know how to be more tactful about it.]
[Pitou might have had claws, but ears and a tail? Not exactly what he expected when he rode in to help fix their van.]
But I guess you’re sticking to a theme, huh?
[Deflecting with his dry humor, he supposes standing around and staring isn’t going to get them anywhere. Give him a minute while he gets everything ready, then goes over to pop open the hood of the van. It’s steaming, which isn’t a good sign.]
Amputate them? [His mind hadn’t even gone that far, and he’d look over at Pitou if he could see from over the propped up hood of this van.] No one said anything about amputation… I mean, unless they hurt you or anything?
I use monster to encompass creatures I generally wouldn't have considered biologically possible.
[ Not, exactly, to denigrate. ]
Some cat-human-maybe-something-else hybrid falls into that category. I am either some very bizarre species, or I'm some kind of science experiment. Either way monster applies.
[ Speaking of protein shakes: ]
I meant for the engine. Why is Prompto drinking protein shakes?
Prompto's all about healthy eating. Maybe he has a protein shake, maybe he doesn't, but... I don't know, he's more likely to than me. He jogs and stuff, counts calories, that kind of thing.
[You would think so. But both of these boys are useless in their own ways.]
...I hope not. [Shoulders relaxing, but still weirded out.] I don't know. People are changing in weird ways, getting even weirder memories... maybe you turned into a human-eating-cat. Would that be so strange after everything else that's happened?
Anyway, you shouldn't go around saying stuff like that.
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november cat adventures
My van full of rescue cats is smoking on the edge of town.
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[cat rescue protag powers activate.]
send me where you are exactly and i can be there soon
are the cats okay?
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Bring coffee.
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[He'll have to take a moment to pack a few things in his oversized backpack with too many pockets, but better to be over-prepared than not. A thermos full of hot coffee finds its way in there too, sitting snug during the ride over to find Pitou.
They don't have to wait long. The sound of the motorcycle's engine heralds his arrival, and he rolls up next to the van, stopping.]
You still doing ok? I got here as fast as...
[Um. Is that a tail and cat ears?]
...I could.
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Something to say?
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[He will just casually (awkwardly) remove his backpack and dig around in it. There are all the tools he could stuff in there to potentially be more well-rounded when it comes to fixing the van, but... he pulls out a nice warm thermos of coffee and hands it to Pitou.]
You're a... cat.
[He doesn't know how to be more tactful about it.]
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Don't tell me you're surprised.
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[Pitou might have had claws, but ears and a tail? Not exactly what he expected when he rode in to help fix their van.]
But I guess you’re sticking to a theme, huh?
[Deflecting with his dry humor, he supposes standing around and staring isn’t going to get them anywhere. Give him a minute while he gets everything ready, then goes over to pop open the hood of the van. It’s steaming, which isn’t a good sign.]
Probably get along with the cats even better now.
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[ They don't, but Cloud is also not the first one to say that to them. ]
It's done, and I'm not going to amputate them, so I suppose I'm stuck with them.
[ They could only manage to be so upset about something they clearly couldn't change. ]
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[He wouldn’t know one way or another.]
You should see a doctor about it.
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[ A slurp of coffee. ]
Aren't they just going to tell me 'yes, you have a tail now'?
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[More dry humor in 3, 2, 1...]
Guess you could try a vet instead. Also, your engine overheated.
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[ Obligate carnivores and what-not. Pitou peers in under the hood at him: ]
So go get some coolant.
[ They'll be here drinking coffee. ]
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[Said in a way that indicates no real irritation, just an observation.]
Then you should've asked for a protein shake instead of coffee. Pretty sure Prompto has some of that stuff for it lying around in the apartment...
[He goes to dig around in his backpack again, and remarks:]
You really think you're a cat monster, though?
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[ Not, exactly, to denigrate. ]
Some cat-human-maybe-something-else hybrid falls into that category. I am either some very bizarre species, or I'm some kind of science experiment. Either way monster applies.
[ Speaking of protein shakes: ]
I meant for the engine. Why is Prompto drinking protein shakes?
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[He's bad at this, okay.]
Prompto's all about healthy eating. Maybe he has a protein shake, maybe he doesn't, but... I don't know, he's more likely to than me. He jogs and stuff, counts calories, that kind of thing.
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If I wanted protein, wouldn't I just eat you?
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Um. No?
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[ Their tail swishes, excited about something. ]
Your organs would probably do nicely enough, even if the rest was a bit stringy.
[ They slide closer, just to be a creep. ]
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...If you eat me, who's going to fix your car and save your cats?
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[ A very sweet smile as they lean against the van. ]
What do you think? Could you stop me?
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I... uh.
[How is he supposed to reply to that? He stands, shifting on his feet.]
I could outrun you.
[Out... ride them, on his motorcycle.]
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But Pitou just smiles at him. ]
You do realize I'm not going to cut you up and eat you, right?
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...I hope not. [Shoulders relaxing, but still weirded out.] I don't know. People are changing in weird ways, getting even weirder memories... maybe you turned into a human-eating-cat. Would that be so strange after everything else that's happened?
Anyway, you shouldn't go around saying stuff like that.
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[ The flick of an ear. ]
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