Trip 004

[nikuplz]

[Well, he's gone and done it-Sowa's made his first trip to the post office for Chicchon, his well-loved cat. He expected to lose a few fingers, as warned by Taiga-and unfortunately found that the postman took a liking to part of his liver, instead.]

Chichon...

[He's keeping her clutched to his chest with one hand and trying to stem the bloodflow

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[deaths_heritor]

. . .

I'm almost tempted to leave you there. Are you deaf, honestly? Or other adjectives beginning with 'd'?

[nikuplz]

[Really not in a chatty mood, but will manage. Somehow.]

Had to save Chicchon.

[deaths_heritor]

Chic -- . . .

Of course. How silly of me, yes, dragging a cat out of the comfort of its home and into a town that routinely decides to torture its residents is certainly a fair trade for whatever vital organ's causing you to gush all over the sidewalk in its absence.

Perfectly sensible. If your brains were made of porridge.

[nikuplz]

Nnghhh-not gonna be fed if I left her there.

[sounds pretty desperate, for once] Save Chicchon!