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[dreamer_fray]

There is a boy - looking to be about fourteen - standing in the doorway.

Behind black-rimmed glasses, his eyes flick over the patrons curiously. Many, many humans - many also not so human - some...

Hmm.

Harth Fray comes further in, letting the door shut behind him.

The vampire watches the bar silently.

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[dreamer_fray]

Harth meets its eyes as he scratches lightly, feeling of difference growing stronger...

"So (what) who are you then?" he asks it softly.

[mogget_cat]

*The cat purrs and leans harder against the scritching hand, mrring.*

[dreamer_fray]

Hmm. No answer.

Should there even have been one? Harth smirks slightly, and looks back up at the bar, watching the other patrons as he pets the (not) cat gently.

[mogget_cat]

*The cat lightly bats a paw at the hand, as the scritcher's attentions seem to have shifted away from the real person of importance here. The cat.*

[dreamer_fray]

Harth smiles down. He rather likes this cat. Demanding, but not for anything unreasonable. Who would begrudge anything a little attention now and then?

He scratches a little more assiduously.

[mogget_cat]

*The cat purrs again, content. And very smug.*