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awashrpg2018-08-04 07:49 pm
unfatalist) wrote in awashrpg2018-08-04 07:49 pm
USER: #2471A3 - Minor Crafting Assistance Requested
Good morning. If I may, I'd like to make a request for some minor assistance, from anyone in the town who might possess the requisite expertise to assist me in a small endeavor of mine.
Recently, I came into possession of a cat; I expect some residents of Chroma may have seen it wandering around, as I believe it was a stray prior to my adopting it, and as such it is already accustomed to something of an independent lifestyle as opposed to that of a more domesticated housecat. She's rather distinctive — cream-white fur, with black ears, face, paws, and tail. Her name is Pearl, though I'm not certain if she's had that name long enough as yet to recognize it as her own. If you should happen to see her around, please be kind to her; if you happen to see her getting up to something she shouldn't, please either let me know or simply apprehend her and bring her back home.
In the interest of responsible pet ownership, I'd like to have her fitted with some sort of collar and tag to help identify her when she decides to take herself for a constitutional. Ideally, I'd also like it to include a bell or rattle of some variety, though that's largely a whim for my own benefit, as it would make it easier to identify when she's getting up to mischief around the house.
Assistance in this endeavor would be much appreciated, and I'll naturally recompense your time and industry accordingly — with the offer to prepare a favorite meal of yours, perhaps.
Recently, I came into possession of a cat; I expect some residents of Chroma may have seen it wandering around, as I believe it was a stray prior to my adopting it, and as such it is already accustomed to something of an independent lifestyle as opposed to that of a more domesticated housecat. She's rather distinctive — cream-white fur, with black ears, face, paws, and tail. Her name is Pearl, though I'm not certain if she's had that name long enough as yet to recognize it as her own. If you should happen to see her around, please be kind to her; if you happen to see her getting up to something she shouldn't, please either let me know or simply apprehend her and bring her back home.
In the interest of responsible pet ownership, I'd like to have her fitted with some sort of collar and tag to help identify her when she decides to take herself for a constitutional. Ideally, I'd also like it to include a bell or rattle of some variety, though that's largely a whim for my own benefit, as it would make it easier to identify when she's getting up to mischief around the house.
Assistance in this endeavor would be much appreciated, and I'll naturally recompense your time and industry accordingly — with the offer to prepare a favorite meal of yours, perhaps.
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And yet here he is, becoming inextricably tied as Bruce's Son.] What Pennyworth was before... An agent. He became the Wayne butler so he wasn't tied to it anymore, but he could keep doing things with his skillset.
And then... after being with them, after seeing what happened to my father's parents... He's a good man. He wanted to stay. My father didn't have anyone else left. [He glances up.] You mean a lot to them. I don't care about being presumptuous. I know it's true.
Stay here. [He goes back to the raft with the dishes in hand.] Don't move. I'll be right back.
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[He's probably not supposed to take that strictly literally but also: that's just his sense of humor.]
Very well. I'll be here when you return.
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With the dishes, he gets on the raft and goes back across the water to the boathouse. The dishes go in and, after a few moments, Damian comes back out. This time, however, he has a friend. A furry black-and-white friend.
Pennyworth is put on the raft, and Damian returns as swiftly as he had left. The cat seems to know this routine, and it waits at the opposite end for the dock to get just within reach, and then he leaps the rest of the way on board... leaving Damian to pull up, get off, and tie the raft to one of the logs of it.]
This is Alfred Pennyworth.
[Rather smug for someone who knocked up someone else's cat.]
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What a dapper fellow.
[A TUXEDO CAT.]
Noct's a bit better with cats than I am, admittedly, but...
[He bends his knees down into a slow crouch, extending the back of his hand in offer to Pennyworth.]
Charmed, I'm sure. Hello, Pennyworth.
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[Pennyworth is sassy on occasion, but when it comes to receiving affection, he is all in. The cat smells the hand and, deciding this must be a giver of fish, rubs full body against it. Enjoy the fur.]
Chh. Don't act like you're not in trouble. [The cat offers Ignis a small merowl, a tail swish, and a twine around from thigh to back to other thigh.] If... he did indeed... [he's so bad at saying this out loud] ...fertilize--procreate with Pearl, I can have him neutered for next time. Kent may be able to do the procedure, but I'm not sure.
I wasn't aware there were ever going to be any other cats here.
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[Why are all cats literally like this. Every cat does this. Do they just know instinctively that he is a great preparer of food? How are all cats like this.
Oh, well, he's petting Pennyworth, anyway, little sower of wild figurative oats that he is.]
To be fair to you, Pearl is something of a recent development. I came across her last month when those portals opened up, and it didn't seem right to leave her in mine without bringing her back with me.
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In fact, it was Pennyworth who trained him. [His eyes drop to the cat now sitting by one of Ignis' knees.] Not that one, obviously, the other one. [His eyes lift again to Ignis.]
If there are kittens, what do you plan to do with them?