Micolash, Host of the Nightmare (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
grantuseyes) wrote2017-10-08 08:01 pm
grantuseyes) wrote2017-10-08 08:01 pm
Feeding Friends (for delphicbooksandbaubles)
The teleportation is a sparkly affair. A pop of purple magic and the pair are now standing in a stone hallway. It stretches out far in front of them, marked by series of doors on either side before it turns a corner. There are interspersed sconces glowing with more pale purple magic, providing some gentle lighting. Underfoot is a purple sigil, apparently the target for the return spell. Behind, a plain, solid wall made of more cobalt stone.
The inherent gloom of this location does not appear to put off the caged scholar in the least. He's already reshouldering his new bookbag and stepping off the sigil, unthreading his arm from Ashlynn's, headed down the hall. Calling out, "Kin! I am back! I have more books! And someone who needs help! Kin, please come forth!"
Whatever this 'Kin' is, he's not the first to emerge. Instead, one of the rooms has a low, small flap on its heavy wood door. And pushing through it with one fuzzy cheek is a cat! It's nearly all white except for a few tabby-coloured spots. One on his forehead that looks strangely like an eye, and a few more on the back. Micolash makes a happy noise when this feline is spotted, walking faster to pick him up.
"Henry! Hello, Henry," he says, holding him out in both hands at arm length, cat hanging from his armpits. The cat squints in response and looks towards the lady that came along. "I've brought someone for Abysa to feed," the man explains to the feline before gathering the cat against his chest in the crook of one arm.
The inherent gloom of this location does not appear to put off the caged scholar in the least. He's already reshouldering his new bookbag and stepping off the sigil, unthreading his arm from Ashlynn's, headed down the hall. Calling out, "Kin! I am back! I have more books! And someone who needs help! Kin, please come forth!"
Whatever this 'Kin' is, he's not the first to emerge. Instead, one of the rooms has a low, small flap on its heavy wood door. And pushing through it with one fuzzy cheek is a cat! It's nearly all white except for a few tabby-coloured spots. One on his forehead that looks strangely like an eye, and a few more on the back. Micolash makes a happy noise when this feline is spotted, walking faster to pick him up.
"Henry! Hello, Henry," he says, holding him out in both hands at arm length, cat hanging from his armpits. The cat squints in response and looks towards the lady that came along. "I've brought someone for Abysa to feed," the man explains to the feline before gathering the cat against his chest in the crook of one arm.
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But in such a situation even more so.
Her eyes soften a smidgen. " Ah, I see. " She murmurs though she can understand why.. perhaps on both sides a little. She twitches her nose in thought and gently pats her sandwich with the spatula as it sizzles.
"Well, I'm glad he treats you well. " She replies very very softly. Though as to why he does so is still in question. What is Abysa's motives she wonders, almost as much as she ponders over the man's before her.
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Also, Ash isn't the only one who wonders why Abysa puts up with Micolash. He wonders that himself almost everyday.
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"Hmm? Oh no just.. it's the most common.. household hazard that came to mind. " She murmurs softly and reasurely quick. "Though I am unfamiliar with the lights in yer hallway. Though we use sconces and such back home as well. " She half remarks as she starts to gently plate her grilled cheese and shuts off the burner for now.
HALLOWEEN EVENT suckin' up all my time/brainjuice
Henry has perked up when he smells the finished food. Butter! Cheese! He meows once and then leaps down from the top of the cage back onto the counter, intent on getting his nose all up in that grilled cheese. Micolash this time is quick to grab him by his middle and pull him away. "No, no! Henry, that is Ashlynn's meal. Not yours." The cat croaks in protest before he is gently deposited onto the floor. You gotta draw a line in the sand with cats.
Re: HALLOWEEN EVENT suckin' up all my time/brainjuice
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Her eyebrows go up almost into her hair. "Ah.. I see. " She murmurs and follows his eyeline. Yeah, note to self don't tick off the big guy. She shivers a little involuntary. She'd nearly lost all of her childhood home to fire back during the ogre wars the same day she had her parents to those.. monstrous foul brutish beasts.
"Ahem," she softly clears her thoart. And defensively holds the plate up high and closer. " Ah ah ah, " she half cradles her sandwich plate to her one handed.
"Thank you. " She murmurs, "if your a good boy I might give you a little later. " She states gentle but firmly. Giving Henry a stern look.
And watches and waits a bit before getting a few more pieces of bread and such to make some cold ones whilst looking for baggies or paper products she can wrap them in hoping to slip some into her insulated lunch bag inside one of her bags on the floor.
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Henry indeed keeps circling and looking upwards, whining for food. So the scholar does the reasonable thing and...pours out more treats for the feline. Another entire handful. This cat is going to get HUGE if someone doesn't stop this man.
"Don't you wish you didn't have to eat?" he asks Ashlynn as he crouches down to deposit those niblets for Henry to scarf down. "Everyone acts like that is such an unreasonable thing to want when I feel very much the opposite. It makes perfect sense! No more wasted time or effort on the act. No having to deal with all the horrid biological results and sensations it brings."
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"It can be..yes like most predators..thought hey need to balance that with activity. else they gain weight like the rest of us." She informs him. "most stick to three or so meals with small amounts of snacks spaced out." She adds as she watches and quietly says grace in her head and tries to subtly nibble on the corner of her sandwich.
And then works on the others and slipping them away whilst he's occupied. Doing her best to transport them without the poof-smoke. As the case may be wishing to keep her sash on the downlow.
"hmmm, depends..I rather like tasting things and such..the other parts not pleasant no..but it's supposed to keep ya healthy by removing the..things the body doesn't need. The impurities. " She remarks and reminds/informs gently.