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(Millitimed to before Teja's re-entrance)

Yrael spent all of last night and much of today in the woods, searching for what clues he could find. There are a number of scents, some familiar, some not. There are no remaining footprints, due to the drifting snow and his own actions at the scene of the crime. But there are scents.

Just nothing he can do right at this moment. Which is giving him time to slow down and think. And feel.

He doesn't want to. It aches, the loss. He has never had a friend taken away from him in this manner. Some have left the bar for good, yes, but it was of their own choice. Teja... he was taken. Yrael doesn't do well with this foreign kind of pain.

He's currently in one of the high-backed chairs by the fireplace, gazing unseeing at the flames. He has forgotten that he still wears his new, finely tailored suit. It is rather worse for wear, still stained with dried blood and dirt from the night before.

A half-full bottle of Atlantean sits on the table at his elbow.

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[mogget_cat]

"I want to stop feeling like this as soon as possible."

It requires a certain someone's skull cracking between his jaws, Nikola. And he has to find that special someone before he can do that.

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A feeling Nikola can certainly understand.

"Impatience doesn't help you here."

[mogget_cat]

"No," he says, and there's a breath of a humorless laugh. "I used to be very good at being patient. I waited thousands of years. I have lost the need to be, since coming here."

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"And now yo have it again," Nikola points out. "Think of it as a learning experience. An opportunity for growth."

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"Depends on which way you're facing, whether it is growth or regression," Yrael points out.

He becomes more human, possibly, and less catlike. It is still becoming less than he once was.

"Either way, I will be patient. Will you stay, and be patient with me?"

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"I'm not very good at inaction either," Nikola confesses.

Though that's not exactly a 'no'.

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Yrael leans to rest his head against Nikola's for a moment. But just for a moment. He knows he's radiating all sorts of heat right now. He just likes contact, every so often.

"Think of it as opportunity for growth."

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Nikola doesn't mind the heat one bit, and maybe his general coolness helps?

"Touche, mačkica," he murmurs, taking another swig of Atlantean.