† 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

Comments

[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.

[deansangel918]

I don't object to the language. [Between Gin and Dean he's already used to it.] It just seems odd to hear a cat speak like that.

[Cas will help smooth down that ruffled fur.]

[wingsofsilver]

Remind me to introduce you to this woman named Yoruichi. [Though, remarkably enough, she doesn't really cuss all that much. At least not as much as Gin does. At the petting, Gin settles down and just... broods. His unfortunate situation aside, however, he is extremely... comfortable. Almost comfortable enough to-

What's that low rumbling sound coming from his throat?]

[deansangel918]

[When the purring starts, Cas looks down in surprise.]

Purring is an indication that a cat is happy, isn't it?

[wingsofsilver]

[sdlknglknead]

[Gin glances upwards but the damnable rumbling keeps coming, even when he buries his head into the side of Castiel's leg and flattens his ears against his skull.]

No, it doesn't. I'm not purring.

[deansangel918]

... My mistake.

[He will just keep petting then, and ignore that mysterious rumbling sound that isn't purring.]

[wingsofsilver]

[Good boy. Gin will just enjoy that petting then, occasionally letting his tail sway from side to side as his ears and disposition gradually become less tsundere defensive. After a moment or two, he starts moving around under Castiel's hand, directing his petting to other parts of his body. Namely, around his neck and head area.]

[deansangel918]

[Castiel follows the suggestions and focuses on the areas Gin seems to like.]

I could speak to Aphrodite and ask her to reverse this curse?

[wingsofsilver]

It's fine. Pretty sure Lucifer will speak to her sooner or later so he can have his bartender back. That, or he'll do it himself. [Also, he kind of doesn't want to put Cas in her warpath, even if they do seem to get along better than she and him. ... not that that's particularly difficult, but we digress.

As Cas's fingers start rubbing at the area behind his ears, he just sorts of goes silent and the not!purring gets louder.]