comrades.

[massagecat]

What a charming little pet you've gotten yourself, Kage. Are you teaching him tricks? Does he know how to heel yet? I don't suppose he's very housebroken, is he?

Oh, and if you would, tell buttercup that I haven't seen his skelecat.

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[shenghuanzhe]

Matter'a fact, I am teachin' him tricks. He don't heel so good, but he came in handy in Carnival when I didn't have my other furball with me on my shoulder.

Where you at, man? I got some shit I need you to translate.

[massagecat]

Oh, what am I, a robot? Perhaps I am busy, Kage.

[grumbling.]

In the spa. Of course.

[shenghuanzhe]

Great. Hold up, I'll be there in ten.

[And true enough, ten minutes later Kage strolls through the door of the spa with a manilla envelope under his arm. He unbinds the cord holding it shut and tosses some photos down on the massage table.]

Pan! Where are you, buddy?

[massagecat]

[Pan is on his favorite hiding spot near the ceiling, actually. He's rather annoyed, having not seen Kage in forever (in cat time, of course) and doing not very much but sulking.

He watches his friend enter and contemplates ignoring him, but he already said he was in the spa, and he supposes he could give the man a chance to redeem himself. So he hops down onto the photos and promptly sits on them.]

[massagecat]

Oh, K?age hasn't shown you his new pet? You should ask him about it.