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[pretty_sweeting]

My lady Viola? I have something for thee. *carefully holds up a squirming kitten* Wilt thou accept it of me, dear lady? Methinks 'twould thrive in thy sweet care.

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[servantsservant]

*shouldn't be accepting gifts, really, shouldn't, but-- awwww, kitten*

Oh . . . oh, what a sweet thing it is! Has it any name?

[pretty_sweeting]

*is fighting dirty!*

*smiles* I had thought to let thee name it, for I give it thee with my whole heart.

[servantsservant]

*muses, petting the kitten absently* ... I shall call him Sebastian, then, for it seems my brother is quite gone from this place. *is assuming it's a boy, which may not be a wonderful idea, given that this is Twelfth Night*

[pretty_sweeting]

The name doth fit well. *scratches the kitten behind the ears* I am sorry for thy brother's absence, and yet methinks he is happy with his captain.