(open) kitten adoptions by squirrel

[squirrelyknight]

Date & Time: July 26th, all day
Location: The Housing Complex
Characters: Sir Codpiece & ...you!
Summary: Sir Codpiece has been granted a mission from the Wise Hag: to find homes for all the furry feline fiends he can in this city of Exsilium. Thus he comes a knocking.
Warnings: Ridiculousness.

( Codpiece manages to take two or three kittens along at a time, in twine harnesses he made himself while suffering the heat and hysteria of the jungle beaches. He keeps them in line through cajoling, tugging, herding, and bopping noses, sometimes even resorting to using his very limbs as entertainment.

His poor tail...!

And now he's made it to your door, where he lifts one gauntleted paw and knocks three times sharp, hoping to draw your attention. Should the door open, he leads in with a polite few words. )

Greetings, my lord, my lady. I have been sent on a quest of earnest importance across this dark and determined city. Pray tell, would you have room at your hearth for a feline pup gone chilled and crying for lack of warm mantels to sleep upon?

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[squirrelyknight]

He deigns to let the lord's comment slide by, given the apparent youth of this person. He had his paws full of the kittens right now, let alone taking on the task of teaching manners to such a thing as a human boy.

"Lisbeth? She sounds to be a fierce one indeed." Codpiece had yet to meet Stan's dog, but he appreciated that hint of normalcy among all the strangeness that made up the city of Exsilium. "Then perhaps as a companion? This one with the white, is a fine, lazy little fellow. Might that not make a good friend for the hearth?"

The kitten mentioned paws at Stan's hand, flopping over and flicking his tail. But that's all.

Flick flick flick.

An orange tabby kitten pounces on the seal-point, immediately sparking a tussling fight that ends with a sharp command from Codpiece, paired with a quick one two pull on respective leashes. "Mind your manners! This is no way to comport yourselves, gentlecats!"

[lazyinlove]

"I dunno dude, it's kinda someone else's place. Maybe I better ask first."

Stanley watches the kittens playing, but he's not offended. That's what kittens do, it's all good. He's not too sure it's a good idea to bring one in anyway, even if Jesse does let him have it. You can't feed a cat cookies and booze anyway.

[squirrelyknight]

"Ah, permission is best sought out before finding there was reason it might well be refused." Still, to say hearing so doesn't make his ears droop would be to lie. Those small ears of his press back against his skull.

He steels himself, tugging on the leashes yet again. "Whom must you seek supplication from?"

[lazyinlove]

"What's supplication?"

It sucks that the squirrel is having a tough day and all. Filled with kittens. But it's not exactly his problem. Stan goes back to scratching one under the chin. Cats seem to like that on TV.

[squirrelyknight]

"The act of humbly entreating a higher power to assist you, or grant permission for some action. It is what any good knight does with his lady or liege." Codpiece was unaware of religious implications. The few times he's run into religion, he's thought of it as a peculiar subsect of overarching monarchy.

[lazyinlove]

"Oh. Yeah just a sec he's probably here or at the lab I guess." Stan picks up the nearest kitten and wanders inside with it. It'll help to have a visual aid, right? How could Jesse say no if it's already inside?

[squirrelyknight]

Codpiece waited with the remaining two kittens, clicking and otherwise keeping their attention focused as Stan went about finding his liege. Codpiece was quick to keep the kittens in line when they tried gnawing on the harness -- a swift nose bop had them confused and settling down again in their awkward glory.

[lazyinlove]

Jesse isn't inside. At least he's not in the common areas or his room or the bathroom. He's not even in Stan's room, which is where the kitten gets deposited when it starts squirming. Stan puts some music on and checks the network, bored. The cat miaows quietly, apparently distressed by this sudden disruption to its usual life. The waiting squirrel in the hallways is quickly forgotten by both.

[squirrelyknight]

Thus the knight continued to wait, doing his best to distract and entertain the two charges he had with him, while waiting for affirmation from this most important meeting between Stan and his liege.

Oh, Codpiece. You special little nutcase, you.

[lazyinlove]

Stanley had no sense of urgency, frankly. He played with the tablet for a few minutes, got bored of it, and sprawled out on the bed with the still crying kitten for a nap. Twenty minutes later the kitten had stopped crying, but had taken to huddling and shivering in his underarm. When he woke up and noticed it, he was more concerned about the fact that he had no idea what to do with a scared kitten than by the fact he'd ditched the cat delivery rodent earlier. He assumed the dude would already be gone.

Which is why when the cat started to crouch over his boxers from yesterday and dribble on them, he was surprised to open the door and find Sir Codpiece still there. The cat he'd been planning to toss into the hall finished its tinkle in the entryway instead, then cried again and struggled, until Stan absently grabbed it by its scruff.

"Oh. Um. It's cool. I guess. "

[squirrelyknight]

Codpiece watched the entire display with an impassive face. Due credit must be paid to his nature: squirrels possess a most excellent poker face.

"Might I suggest, my lord, that you invest in a box of indoor clay for your fine furry household member? I hear it does wonders for eliminating elimination mistakes."

The two other kittens with him woke up sleepily, yawning and stretching as they stirred to the other kitten's mewling.

and suddenly, julia

[affections]

Mewling is not a sound she tends to pursue, since the source of mewling is often a cause of considerable pain, migraines, and occasional monster issues. However, in this instance there is mewling and it is in a location that she very much considers her home, so she's venturing out.

And Stanley, a squirrel, and several cats.

"No." Even Jules isn't sure if that's directed at the kittens or the squirrel in armour. "Adorable and charming as your small friends undoubtedly are, no. Please."

And eyeing the cat a little suspiciously as she says that, before adding, "No offence meant," to the kitten. Her one experience of cats in Exsilium has been a talking, vindictive bastard of a feline, and she has no desire to create more bad blood between other such creatures.

:c

[lazyinlove]

Woah. That was...definitely an objection. Stan glanced up in surprise, which have the kitten the opportunity to cling to his wrist, tiny claws and all.

"Ow!" He objected, but managed to tuck it under his arm instead of dropping it. The kitten struggled a bit and then held still, staring around with wide eyes. Stan gave it a glum look, and then turned to look at Jules. It figured. This place just found new ways to suck all the time. But the look he have her wasn't sad or pleading, it was resigned. And there wasn't any inflection in his voice when he tried to get clarification.

"No pets?"

[squirrelyknight]

Codpiece wisely keeps himself out of this conflict. When a younger member of the household went against the desires of an older member, let alone a lady, it behooved him to be a silent spectator.

Thus he kept his two kittens in order, watchful eyes on both humans.

[affections]

"Pets are lovely. I love pets." She feels a little bad for that look, idly fiddling with her bracelet, before looking to the squirrel.

In... armour, she realises, crouching down to address him. "Good sir knight, I don't suppose you have any puppies in your inventory of beasts?"

An apologetic glance up at Stan, and she is staying far far away from the cats, even if she's talking to them both. "I'm allergic to cats, you see."

[lazyinlove]

"You heard the lady."

The kitten is removed from Stanley's underarm and addressed frankly, as if it understands English. "You have to stay with the rat."

To the rat, he sets the kitten down again and clumsily extends the tiny leash. "Sorry, dude. Can't help. But keep 'em away from locals. I've heard some shit."

[squirrelyknight]

"Squirrel, my lord," he corrected mildly, neutral on the subject of discourse between lady and lordling. He seems not terribly insolent, just thoughtless. Not that the lady was appearing any more thoughtful, but it was a marker of such ladies as to be frank and speak their mind, and a marker of a good man to be quiet and laible to follow the lady's desires.

"I am afraid not, my lady. Canines are a rarity in this city. If you desire such a beast, I mgiht look well for one, and return to you when I have word. Does this suffice?

He's never heard the word allergy before, let alone for someone to be allergic. It sounds rather alchemical!

[affections]

"I would be deeply moved by the effort, sir. I'm just sorry that my shortcomings and vulnerability to felines have sabotaged my dear friend's efforts to assist you." She tries, at least. She is a little inclined to think that maybe they've been inhaling the fume of unit 409 a little too long, if they are talking to a squirrel, but you never know.

A little look at Stanley, coupled with a wink. She really is sorry. "Your armour is very fetching, by the way."

[lazyinlove]

Stanley unfortunately responds to that little speech with a rather loud, rather rude snort. Oh, shit. That's hilarious. He's still bleeding from that kitten he didn't even get to keep and there's piss all over the floor and his shirts and Jules is trying ridiculously hard to be polite to a squirrel. He can't help it, he cracks up.

[squirrelyknight]

Codpiece bore with it in stoic silence. "My lady," he repeats, bowing to Jules. "My lord," he offers, bowing to Stan. "I shall take myself and my charges out of your way now, but grateful for the time you have given to us all. Fare thee well!"

[affections]

Excuse he while she casually punches Stan in the shin because we are being polite to the squirrel who is armed with cats and inclines her head to the Goodly Sir Codpiece. "Godspeed and good health, sir."

And seriously she is giving Stan such a look. Such a look.

[lazyinlove]

"Ow!" Stan objects, but he snickers again right after. He and the squirrel go way back, so he's not exactly worried here, he manages a wave anyway, for Jules' sake. "Yeah, later."