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Re: The Cat's Share (Kat) GMed by Takimaru
"Fine, don't help," chided Augusto. "Just remember who prepared all those delicious meals for you nearly every night..."
"We're a little stuffed," explained Cedrian. "I took the cat out for a treat--she's had a rough day, you see."
"Poor children. I should have notified you that the House of Augusto is always willing to provide for those in need," said the 'cleric', using his kinder voice that Ichimi knew to be part of the facade he wore in public, beyond the walls of their grifters' warehouse.
"Heh... not sure if we'd qualify as needy, but provisions would be nice. That coming out of your share?" joked Cedrian in return.
"Of course not. But donations make Erion very happy."
After Ichimi gave her response to the largest of the group, he gave a slight shrug. "If you say so," replied Hector. But the minute changes in his expression, invisible to those who didn't know him, were easily read by the catgirl as a sign of disappointment. "We all know you're a natural. But remember, hard work beats talent when talent refuses to work hard. Mess up once and it'll all go to shit," he added before returning to finish his routine.
As the Felvari made her way towards her room, she heard a scamper of small feet from behind. She didn't have to look to know it was Rio.
"Hey! So I was just thinking, I know you're probably not in the mood now but maybe la--ooh, is that a collar? For the disguise, maybe? Did Cedrian get it for you? I wanna see!"
"Fine, don't help," chided Augusto. "Just remember who prepared all those delicious meals for you nearly every night..."
"We're a little stuffed," explained Cedrian. "I took the cat out for a treat--she's had a rough day, you see."
"Poor children. I should have notified you that the House of Augusto is always willing to provide for those in need," said the 'cleric', using his kinder voice that Ichimi knew to be part of the facade he wore in public, beyond the walls of their grifters' warehouse.
"Heh... not sure if we'd qualify as needy, but provisions would be nice. That coming out of your share?" joked Cedrian in return.
"Of course not. But donations make Erion very happy."
After Ichimi gave her response to the largest of the group, he gave a slight shrug. "If you say so," replied Hector. But the minute changes in his expression, invisible to those who didn't know him, were easily read by the catgirl as a sign of disappointment. "We all know you're a natural. But remember, hard work beats talent when talent refuses to work hard. Mess up once and it'll all go to shit," he added before returning to finish his routine.
As the Felvari made her way towards her room, she heard a scamper of small feet from behind. She didn't have to look to know it was Rio.
"Hey! So I was just thinking, I know you're probably not in the mood now but maybe la--ooh, is that a collar? For the disguise, maybe? Did Cedrian get it for you? I wanna see!"