[Locked to Those who Frequent the Tower]

[smithnjones]

((OOC: Feel free for your character to express their interest here and feel free to write a prose piece about them finding their kitten in this post as well. :) ))

It seems that there's been aWe have kittens. There are lots and lots of kittens, and they appeared in the Tower lobby. We've moved them to one of the conference rooms. There are signs

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[hey_capn_jack]

Given the nature of kittens, it's probably not surprising that one tumbled its way out of the conference room and went intrepidly exploring.

What is surprising is how this one managed to make a beeline directly for Jack Harkness' boots, like a very small homing missile tuned to immortal dysfunction and angst.

Jack hasn't been on the journal network for a couple of hours - things to do, alleys to case, so on, etc. - and he's not particularly watching his feet, so the first he knows of it is when something bounces off his foot with a quiet Mieu! It's the noise that catches him as much as the feeling of impact.

What catches him next is looking down to see a tiny calico kitten, tripping over its own paws.

It wobbles to its feet again, tottering to his boot and placing both forepaws on it as though to claim in, and possibly his foot and him by extension. He kneels down as it looks around, then finally up at him with wide eyes.

Mou, it says up at him

[thehighestwing]

[OOC: Jaaaaaaaaaack, break my heart why don't you. This was beautiful and breaky, just as I like it. ;____;

Would Phoebe pick up on any of the...feelings in Jack's pit? :c]

[hey_capn_jack]

{{OOC: Jack makes kittens angsty. ;_; It's one of his many powers.

SHE MIGHT WELL. Probably this weird, anomalous soft bewilderedhurtfondness.}}

[nomanleftbehind]

How do we give them back? There's this one that keeps popping back into my room.

Dogs, I'm fine with, but cats? Sorry, really not a cat person.

[smithnjones]

There isn't really a way to give them back, I'm afraid.

They seem to claim an owner and then stick with that person. Sorry for the inconvenience, but they are quite easy to take care of. They're independent for the most part.

[corpsedisposal]

Rain doesn't always read the journals. She read them when she was sick because there was nothing else she could do. But now that she's up and about and not puking everywhere, she's decided that sitting around reading is for chumps. So it's not surprising that she hasn't bothered to read the latest entry yet.

She's still feeling weak as, well, a kitten as she heads down to the cafeteria to get something to put in her stomach.

An actual kitten, with coloring resembling a siamese, walks right in front of her and threads itself between her boots. She's not even close to being coordinated enough to keep herself from tripping over it, and she falls on her face. "You stupid fucking thing!" she curses and stands up to inspect the damage to the kitten and herself

[princerat]

Thanks for the heads-up.

Their scent is all over this place.

[smithnjones]

You're welcome!

I'm sorry if the scent bothers you at all. Unfortunately, there's not much I can do with them except hand them out to people here. If I took them to a pet store, there's a good chance that they'd be bought by some organization that wants to experiment on them due to their teleportation abilities and immortality.

[princerat]

Oh it doesn't, don't worry. I was just kind of confused at first.

Yeah. I'm not a fan of animal experimentation either. It's good that they'll have homes.

[a_baglady]

It keeps following me around, how do I get it to stop sticking to me?

[smithnjones]

I'm afraid there isn't a way as far as I've found out.

Suppose you could try to scare it away, but it might think you're simply trying to play with it.

[smithnjones]

...I don't generally encourage scaring kittens.

[a_baglady]

HEY, I wouldn't ... do that.