http://not-one-drop.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] not-one-drop.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2006-06-09 08:10 pm
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There's a cat in the bar. A new one, one that's never exactly been here before. It's poking around with a look of great glee on his face, getting into everything. Looking at everyone. Wandering up to random strangers and sniffing them.

His human is asleep rather awkwardly at a table, head pillowed in her arms, a pen and a note covered in scribbles by her side. She'd only meant to be close her eyes for a second, but apparently this was not to be.

In the meantime, Orion is happily investigating the bar. Is he investigating you?

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-10 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
He raises an eloquent eyebrow.

“I wasn’t about to cradle it lovingly to my bosom, if that’s what you mean.”

Yes, in other words.

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-10 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
“I know how to. I just don’t want to.”

He scoots back a little, just in case the cat is thrown at him.

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-10 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sands regards Orion coldly.

That’s right, cat. Come closer…

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-10 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Curses! Foiled!

“Can and will,” Sands mutters darkly.

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
“I promise nothing.”

He smirks, dragging his cigarette.

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Deadpan,

“I was being serious.”

He leans back in his chair, putting his feet up on the one opposite. Orion did disturb his sleep, after all.

[identity profile] rigthegames.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
“And take the damn cat with you,” he mutters, eyes already sliding shut.