† Thirty-First Audio

[wingsofsilver]

Hah-fucking-hah. Because I was just saying to myself last week, "Hey, what's the one piece of shit that hasn't been shoved into my face on this ship yet? Oh yeah, being a rodent." Thank you so much, universe, for making my life complete.

[The bitter sarcasm, it drips.]

So if anybody needs me, I'll be sharpening my non-existent claws on the rug and

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[deansangel918]

[The cat is talking. Why is the cat talking? But being Cas he has to focus on the least important part...]

I believe cats are felines, not rodents.

[wingsofsilver]

So I've been told. Repeatedly. Unfortunately for all of you, my opinion still stands.

[deansangel918]

[He's looking at the talking cat more closely now, because there's something familiar about it.]

... Gin?

[wingsofsilver]

Hi Cas. [HE IS MISERABLE.]

[deansangel918]

[Aw, poor kitty.]

Why are you a cat?

[wingsofsilver]

Well that is the magic question, isn't it? I'm blaming Aphrodite.

[deansangel918]

She's back?

[And after a moment's thought...]

Did you make her angry again?

[wingsofsilver]

Why does everyone automatically assume I did something to piss her off? Why can't it be she's just a bitch who likes to fuck my shit up?

[deansangel918]

That is also a possibility. [He won't say which one he thinks is more likely.]

Unfortunately I don't think I can do anything to break this spell. I'm sorry.

[wingsofsilver]

... you could pet me. [MAGICAL COMPULSION, SHUT UP.]

[deansangel918]

... Would that help?

[wingsofsilver]

A little. [It would make him feel better.]

[deansangel918]

[Cas thinks about that for a moment, then sits down on their couch, waiting for Gin to join him if he wants.]

[wingsofsilver]

[Give him a minute to swat away Velvet before escaping the attacks of the other cats by dashing into the living room. Upon seeing Castiel, he makes an attempt to leap up onto the seat.

... "attempt," being the keyword there.

He gets his paws over the surface and just sort of. Dangles there for a second while rapidly slipping backwards because HE HAS NO CLAAAWS.]

God... fucking...!

[deansangel918]

[Angel to the rescue? Castiel reaches out and grabs Gin-kitty before he can slide off. He lifts him up to the couch and sets him down.]

It's rather strange to hear a cat curse like that.

[After he lets go, he reaches out and hesitantly strokes his fingers over Gin's head.]

[wingsofsilver]

[Oh thank god for Castiel. ... literally.

Appropriately rescued from a disgraceful tumble, Gin settles down looking rather harassed and starts trying to pat down his messed up fur with his paw, ever the vain bastard. He hasn't resorted to licking yet, thankfully, but time will tell whether he can keep that kitty habit out.]

If you'd heard me earlier, you would probably be desensitized by now. [And now he's just going to tuck himself in next to Castiel so that hopefully Velvet will be deterred and leave him alone. The fingers do feel strangely pleasant though...]