'Voice mail'

[cait_king]

*You are clearly in the wrong place. There is not much to see here.

But if you take your chance to call, or even attempt the 'hey, kitty, kitty' trick - try at your own risk - the king of cats might even show up*


ooc: For IC, meta, and OOC contact.

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[balancetheblood]

[ after the beep, a brief pause ]

Heeeere kitty kitty...

[cait_king]

*he'll just be there behind her. When she realizes she needs to look around*

October. I see your manners are as charming as always.

*hush, he's amused. He can't really let that show, though, now can he?*

[balancetheblood]

[ she actually manages not to jump. Kudos, Toby ]

Yeah, well, I like to be appropriate for my audience. I was just getting ready to treat Cagney and Lacey to some tuna, want some?

[ she is the MOST innocent. Also possibly being passive-aggressive because she hasn't heard from him in a while. ]

[cait_king]

I do think we had the conversation about nobility, hunting, and being fed?

*look at him, not even showing MUCH strain in his voice, considering the topic...*

Thank you for the offer, nonetheless.

[balancetheblood]

Mmm, maybe, can't recall.

[ Lies. All of them. See Toby tell them. ]

You've been scarce lately. [ feeds the cats that APPRECIATE HER, tyvm ]

[cait_king]

What am I going to do with you.

*that? Is not a liptwitch. At all. Nu-huh.*

You had much on your mind. I had things to do. Raj would have let me know if you n-- if there was something I needed to attend to, personally.

*and there has not been a tabby with a mangled ear occasionally sleeping under your window. You can't prove there has been*

[balancetheblood]

Since when have you ever cared if I had anything on my mind?

[ and now we're making coffee. Maybe it'll make her less cranky? ]

Jazz took May on a spa weekend or something. I practically had to kick her out, she was so worried about leaving me alone or upsetting me. [ snort ]

[cait_king]

It happens, from time to time. [Always. But you are much more fun when riled up, under normal circumstances.

... and Tybalt will wisely stay out of her way. He can try to make coffee for her again some day, but not when she's already started.]

When-- [Was the last time Toby went to a spa? Well, we'll do that another time.]

-- did you last get a chance to be alone? And yes, I do know that many of the visitors haven't been exactly invited, most of the time.

[balancetheblood]

If you don't count being alone in my room or the car?

[ Toby pauses for a moment, thinking, then shrugs ] I honestly can't remember. I don't... really mind having May around, though. Even if she is chipper and bubbly and outgoing and likes to dress like an 80's fashion house explosion.

[ She doesn't really mind having Tybalt around either, though she'd never admit it. Never say never, October. That's like tempting fate. ]

[cait_king]

Not all the time, no. But still, time on your own tends to be an adult privilege.

*he will. Drape himself gracefully in a chair. For now* She does have a certain charm. Even better, she has a certain amount of sense. *or at least close enough for a cat to appreciate it and tease Toby about it*

[balancetheblood]

Please tell me you did not say my crazy ditzy Fetch has sense.

[ Okay, she does SOMETIMES, but that's not the point. PONIES, TYBALT. PONIES AND NEON. ]

...Do you want any coffee?

[cait_king]

*smirks. Just smirks. He is talking life and death, Toby, not clothing. Plus, his vision is different, he is far less impressed by the neon.

... and then the question actually surprises him.* I think... yes. Please.

[balancetheblood]

*He gets a mug as well, done like she likes it when she's not in a rush to get as much caffeine as possible into her bloodstream - a little sugar and a touch of cream. Or milk, in this case, because she's been out of cream for a few days now.*

Here.

*kind of shoved in his face with little fanfare, but... well, she made him coffee. That's... something. She's not sure what, but it's something.*