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[mogget_cat]

After the events of last night, there is a shallow box in front of the fire. In it is a slightly sticky, stiff-with-dried-liquid, red-colored towel. On the towel, still sleeping, is a cherry-red not'cat. Well, there are splashes of white fur here and there, like along one side of his tail, on his left ear and down from his chin. Like an inverted Christmas tree, though, the red fur is decorated all over with emerald green ribbons tied in little bows. Between his ears, along his neck, across his sides and back, even along his tail, little bows dot the red and white with green.

Yrael is the very picture of Christmas spirit.




Lucky for the long-gone perpetrators of this decoration, the groggy not'cat is just beginning to wake up.

(ooc: Must call for nearly immediate slowtime, but will return after dinner. Will reply to any and all tags upon return. ^__^)

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[ostro_goth]

Teja has not left for New Year in Japan; so he notices the curiously decorated creature, and wonders just what it might be.

[mogget_cat]

It seems to be vaguely catshaped. Maybe.

Terribly groggy, whatever it is. It blinks green eyes slowly, pulling itself out of sleep moment by slow moment.

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings?" Teja says, tentatively.

[mogget_cat]

The Goth gets glanced at, slowly blinked at, and gets a... something coming his way.

"Morn'ng, Teja." Yrael's too drowsy to notice how sticky his fur feels, or that there are points where bows are pulling his fur a bit.

[ostro_goth]

"Yrael?" Teja asks, deeply astonished.

[mogget_cat]

"Last I checked," he replies.

He's aiming for Teja's boots. Act quick, Teja, or they may be getting a patina of cherry red stickiness mixed with loose cat hair in three... two...

[ostro_goth]

Such thoughts are far from Teja.

"My Yrael!" he says, aghast. "What befell you!"

[mogget_cat]

He flops against Teja's shoes, mwrring. "I have no idea. I think there was catnip involved. Bar gave me a couple of Christmas gifts, and I was planning on trying out the sheet music for the piano... and it all becomes a blur after that. I think one of my gifts might have had catnip in it."

No idea where it is now, though. "That would explain this lingering grogginess. But not..."

It's around now that he catches sight of the color of his paws. And the bows adorning him. "... what happened?" Cue twisting to try and get a look at himself, along with trying to shed as many bows as possible. His paws are matted, toes stuck with cherry-red stickiness.

[ostro_goth]

"You are red," Teja says, "and have green ribbons in your fur. I think catnip might work somewhat like the inhalation of hemp smoke, for humans."

He reaches down to pick up the sorry creature. If a friend needs comfort or help, then Teja will not worry about spots on clothes or skin!

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

There is a Ted!cat eying you, Yrael.

And being very, very confused.


[[Likely confused because the mun wanted to show off her new icon. >.>]]

[mogget_cat]

The catshaped cherry-red beribboned creature rises to its sticky, matted paws slowly.

And glances at the Ted!cat with green eyes.

"...what's so fascinating?" Someone is still groggy, and unaware of his condition.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"You're....

"Colored."


o____O

[[Slow for NewYearsThings?]]

[mogget_cat]

"...What?" Cue more bleary-eyed blinking, and gazing down at his paws.

And turning in a circle.

And starting to try and pull all the ribbons from his sticky, matted fur.

"What... what in the Charter is this?"

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure myself," Teddy says, peering at him and trying valiantly not to laugh.

[mogget_cat]

"Augh," Yrael says, at his sticky paws. There's an almost frantic moment of brightness, which quickly sets the cardboard box and towel on fire, followed by a clean white cat stepping from the few lingering flames. He figures the waitrats must have done this, so the waitrats can clean up the scorchmarks.

"That's much better," he says, stretching. "That was... disgusting."

The smell of burnt ribbon and cherry Kool-Aid lingers.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"...that's one way to end a night of drinking," Teddy comments quietly. "Um, so... you have any prankster friends?"

[mogget_cat]

...He hadn't thought of that.

Who all did he talk to while he was out of it, last night?

"I do. I will have to watch them closely when I see them next, to find out who did this." The not'cat is slightly put out.

"I had figured the waitrats had done it. And I wasn't drinking..." Pout.

[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

Charlie is amused.

Yrael he'd expected to have the bows, still, but the red fur is new to him.

He's glad he wasn't the perpetrator of that.

[mogget_cat]

Waking, Yrael soon discovers his... condition. And is not exactly thrilled.

"Augh" just about covers it.

After a moment of trying to pull the ribbons from his matted fur, he senses he is being watched.

"You look very amused at something, Charlie," says the not'cat, his words slightly muffled by the ribbon he's pulling from his shoulder.

[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

"You're dyed red. Am I supposed to be serious about that?" He just ends up chuckling more, at the picture Yrael's making.

"Would you like help, getting....uncovered?"

[mogget_cat]

"Thank you, but no," he replies. There is a flare of light, leaving the box and towel in a little heap of ashes, and leaving Yrael's fur quite clean and shiny-white.

"Any idea who might have done this?" He doesn't remember much about last night, apart from the intention to try out his new music, and the glee that came with the catnip.

[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

"This referring to which bit?" He coughed lightly, still smirking.

[mogget_cat]

"You are acting suspicious," Yrael says, stalking forward.

"The color, and the ribbons."

[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

"Oh, am I? That could be because I am suspicious. You very well could have done all that yourself, and merely wanting to assault an innocent passerby."

This excuse might work if Charlie was innocent, but... "I can honestly say I knew nothing about your coloring adventure."

[mogget_cat]

"So you still might know of the reason I was covered in ribbons."

Yrael continues stalking towards Charlie. He knows circuitous talk, and Charlie's tendency to favor it.