That darn cat. [ OTA ]

[hell_ofa_thing]

David Rossi had a problem, and that problem was about ten inches tall, had four legs, and weighed approximately eight pounds. Yes, currently the biggest problem befalling him was none other than a catIt had been warm a few nights ago, so he'd left his window cracked, which had never been a problem before. Not until a furry "friend" decided to make

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[faramir_hurin]

I've seen the man before, once, when he arrived. Even then he seemed put together and taking it all about as well as a person can, so the fact that he's a bit upset now truly comes through. I suppose the talking to himself in public helps with that.

How strange, he's putting up a notice about a cat.

"Did the village take your cat?" That would be the strangest disappearance yet--leave the man but send his pet home.

[faramir_hurin]

As he demonstrates the size of 'this thing', I cannot help but smile. It's so... not specific.

"I didn't know about breeds until I came here. We've just got cats at home, but my lady here had a Siamese." I'm still smiling. "If I see him I'll let you know."

Or catch him. Why do I think David will be seeing that cat again?

[hell_ofa_thing]

Yeah, his description left a lot to be desired, he was fully aware of that. But he didn't much care, either.

He had a feeling he'd be seeing the cat, too.

Maybe a part of him hoped he would.

"Thanks," he murmured, a small smile at the corner of his mouth.

[faramir_hurin]

"You're welcome. Good luck."