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The Jólaveinar -- the Icelandic Christmas Lads ([personal profile] jolasveinar) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2015-12-06 07:21 pm
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Far away on the hills, there are people moving around; and by the lake, a rather large and fierce black cat is hunting demon rabbits.
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[personal profile] death_gone_mad 2015-12-07 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
Late in the day the Insolation sailed its way into the Caribbean inlet to collect its regular harvest of cacao beans from the little caches around the surrounding forest where they have been fermenting or drying.

While carefully monitoring the air currents so that the smell of roasting cocoa doesn't spread too far, the captain noticed a chill coming from the mountains and the tavern. Smiling to herself, she assumed that she successfully avoided Hallowe'en this year. It might even be time to set up another flammable sculpture.

Later in the dead of night, she paddles a canoe loaded down with tinder dry wood and palm leaves into the lake toward the shore closest to the tavern. She watches the shore and the tavern carefully, lest anyone catches her building the highly flammable Christmas protest goat.

But instead of a Yule Goat this year, Milliways will have to settle for the impromptu pyre ship burning out on the lake. That is, if anyone was even awake to notice it before it burned enough to sink below the surface.

There is no way in hell AmascutCaptain Black is coming ashore when that THING is stalking about.

The Insolation is gone before dawn due to the captain insisting that several bad omens had suddenly appeared. The crew was skeptical, but then again she was formerly the ship's sea witch. But then again, she was never much of a sea witch, just a sea-loving sand witch.

Then again, arguing with any sort of witch is bad luck.
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-07 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
A rather small and neat white cat pads idly along the shoreline, sniffing at interesting things it finds along the way but not tarrying too close to the water's edge.

It's mild manner changes somewhat as the familiar scent reaches its nose - there are demon bunnies in the vicinity.

And something else, too, something that piques the white cat's curiosity and leads it to slink closer, slipping silently into the underbrush.
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Yrael sits at the base of a tree some distance away and watches the large, black cat for a long moment. Its scent has probably sent most of the demon rabbits to safety underground, though there may still be some lingering topside.

"Any luck?" the white cat asks, with casual interest.
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Luck enough, then," he snickers, padding forward at a diagonal from the black cat. "Or skill. Or both."

"You are new here." It is mostly a statement, but like the white cat's slightly curled tail, holds a question.
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"There wouldn't be, there," replies the white cat equably, tilting his head to one side. "But there is much, here."
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"We hunt here often," Yrael replies, sitting very straight with tail wrapped around his paws. "It is a good place for us to hunt."

Who is this cat's us?
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, plenty, and their numbers will increase in the spring," remarks the not'cat.

"Who is 'everyone'?"
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-08 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yrael stretches. "Who are yours? Will they also join in the hunt?"
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-09 02:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Some hunters are not cats," shrugs the not'cat. "Some are."

"What do your friends hunt?"
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-09 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure candles give a satisfactory chase," Yrael says, padding closer. Instead of satisfying his curiosity, the strange black cat is only fueling it. "And I do not know skýr."
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[personal profile] mogget_cat 2015-12-09 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mwrrr," replies the not'cat. "Then I may need to hunt down some skýr of my own."