A little lack of sanity [Open]

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A little lack of sanity [Open]

Who: Calum and YOU!

What: There's a purple cat wandering around the districts

When: June 19th

Where: Various districts

Warnings: None yet!

[Mallowhallow]

[Pillows, pillows everywhere. Of course, that means there's a dark purple British shorthair cat napping on the sidewalk. Yes, just in the middle of the sidewalk. He's a cat; people are expected to move around him, not the other way around. Just don't step on his tail.]

[Orlea]

[Now awake and mobile, the same cat can be found prowling along the streets, hopping up onto shop windowsills to peer inside, and of course, looking for any food that's free for the taking. Or easy enough to steal. Beware catching his attention, or else there will be a cat following you trying to mooch free food with sad looks.]

[Astralfield]

[Here, Calum can be found chasing butterflies, repeatedly trying to pounce on them only to miss as they flutter out of reach again. He might be easy to miss at first, low to the ground as he is while he stalks his prey, but the purple tail swishing through the air before he pounces will give away his position.]

[Whitewood]

[He might have been bugging the fairies. He might have accidentally pissed them off and gotten chased away by them. He might be sitting on the steps of a building cleaning twigs and leaves out of his fur before taking care of some...obvious but extremely mild battle wounds. As if there had been any battle, and not just him running away as quick as he could.]

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_{[Balfour is sitting outside of Amery's apartment building, eating something that is notably much healthier than the sugary stuff he would prefer at the moment, fork carefully scraping along the bowl and slowly moving to his mouth.

He may be making a bit of a mess. After all, he can't really see what he's doing. He stares out at the road blankly.]}

[Was that the sound of food being eaten? Was someone eating tasty things? The moment Calum heard it, his ears pricked up and he immediately turned his head in Balfour's direction, instantly forgetting about whatever he'd been doing before.

He made his way over quickly but cautiously-he didn't want to scare anyone, after all-and then sat down a few feet away from Balfour. The moment he got a good look at him, well, he knew things were going to be interesting, to say the least.

For now though, all he did was meow.]

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_{[Was that a cat? Balfour turned his head toward the sound, then tilted his head a bit, still staring blankly, blue eyes unseeing.]}

Hello? Who's there?

[A cat, that was who. Calum came closer, meowing again, and then put his paws on Balfour's knee, trying to see what he was eating. The food was equally as important as the uncanny resemblance was.]

Oh, hello. I suppose you want something to eat?

_{[He turned and tilted his head in the direction the meow came from, offering the backs of his fingers to be sniffed.]}

Do you like pork?

_{[He scratches Calum's ears after his fingers are sniffed, then reaches for a bit of pork, offering it up.]}

Amery won't like that I'm sharing, but I don't mind.

[Not only did he sniff them, but he rubbed his face against Balfour's hand.

Yes, he would like something to eat, and yes he liked pork. He meowed to say as much. He took the pork very daintily, mindful of Balfour's fingers, and then devoured it.]

Yes, you're sweet, aren't you?

_{[He smiles and carefully places another piece of pork beside Calum, the back of his hand rubbing against soft fur, and then steadies his plate to continue eating.]}

Do you like vegetables? I have a salad here, too, if you want some. I think there might even be some cheese.

[Oh, yes, he could be very sweet. When he wanted to be. He devoured the next piece of pork a little less gracefully, pausing afterwards to clean his fur a bit.

Ew, vegetables? No thank you. He mewed again when Balfour mentioned cheese though. Cheese wasn't so bad.]

Not a fan of vegetables, huh? Well, hold on, I'm pretty much done eating anyway.

_{[So here, have a plate with about a handful of salad (and cheese) and some meat still left. He couldn't exactly resist feeding cute cats.

But only if you'll let him pet you. Which consists of awkward patting before he finds your back, sorry Cal.]}

[Vegetables were boring. He'd never liked them as a kitten, and now that he was all grown up and in charge of what he ate, he still didn't like them. He was, however, quite happy to nose around on Balfour's plate to pick out the meat and cheese.

So long as he wasn't poked in the face, he didn't even mind Balfour blindly trying to find his back. Calum made sure to stand still, even, to make it easier for him.

At this rate, Balfour might never manage to get rid of Calum.]

_{[Who said that wasn't the idea? Maybe Balfour didn't want to get rid of Calum. He was a cat person, after all, and having someone soft and fluffy to pet always made him feel better.

Especially now that he couldn't see anything.]}

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[Just wait until that soft and fluffy cat started talking. Of course, right now he was occupied with eating everything tasty off of Balfour's plate. Then he sat down to groom himself to make sure he didn't leave any foot tidbits on his fur or whiskers.

Purring, he rubbed his face against Balfour's knee, showing his appreciation for the free food.]

_{[Balfour smiled and combed his figners through Calum's fur again when he was rubbed against.]}

You're welcome. You're very good company, you know that? But then, I think anyone would be good company if all you've had for company lately is your surly brother.

_{[Hah, take that if you're listening, Amery! :P]}

Then again, he has good reason.

[Calum purred, pushing against Balfour's hand.]

Mmmm, family is important though. I'm sure he cares.

[He had no qualms about suddenly talking, even if he was still a cat.]

_{[Balfour paused, then shook his head. Ah, well, he'd seen weirder.]}

I'm sure he does, too.

_{[As if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. After all, he was used to a talking metal dragon. What was different about a talking cat?]}

Still, he can be a bit of a handful.

[Victor's out and about too, and he happens to be drawing those very same butterflies that Calum is stalking. He's a little surprised when he first looks up and sees the swishing tail, but soon enough he's just incorporated it into the scene that's taking shape on his paper. Once he's done with his pen and ink, he simply watches the purple cat try and fail to catch the fluttery little creatures. He can't help a little smile -- reminds him of when he was small, and he and his dog would go chasing after the butterflies in the garden.]

[After one particularly awful failure at attempting to catch an elusive butterfly, Calum stopped to shake the dust out of his fur and groom himself a bit. Cleanliness was important, after all.

With one last, longingly look at the butterflies, Calum looked around the area. He perked up a bit when he spotted Victor, and meowed as if to say hello.]

[Victor grins at the cat, offering a hand for sniffing and possibly petting.]

Hello there. You're a bit of an unusual color for a kitty.

[Then again, with all the dreams wandering about, he's used to animals in unusual colors by now.]

[Calum sniffed at Victor's hand, and then promptly butted his head against it. Yes, petting would be acceptable.

Of course he was an unusual color! He meowed again, though had no real way of conveying the reason why, unless he wanted to reveal that he was not just an oddly colored cat.]

[Victor chuckles a little, then gently scratches the cat behind the ears.]

I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Purple cats are hardly the most baffling things one can see in Astralfield.

[Calum purred at the scratching, sitting down and curling his tail close to his body. In between the purring, he meowed as if to say I've seen a lot of unusual things here myself. But then again, that was an awful lot for a simple meow to convey, and the message was probably lost.]

[Yeah, Victor's not getting anything from that meow beyond "thanks for the attention." He continues scratching and petting.]

You're a lovely little creature though. Normally I'm a bit more of a dog person, but it was very fun watching you with the butterflies.

[Oh, well, yes, calling him lovely was a nice boost to his ego. Even as a cat, he managed to look quite pleased at that compliment.

Until Victor mentioned dogs. Then Calum sort of scrunched his face up. Ew, dogs. More like, he was absolutely terrified of them. He could forget that dog comment though, considering the compliment.]

Cats are better than dogs.

[Why yes, yes he did just talk.]

[Victor chuckles at the scrunched-up face -- a chuckle that is cut off rather abruptly when the cat suddenly speaks. He stops and stares for a moment, blinking. Then he shakes his head and mutters to himself:]

After all you've seen here, a talking cat throws you off guard?

[He shakes his head again and looks back at Calum.]

You'll have to forgive my bias -- I grew up with a pet dog as my best friend.

[Oh, now that he'd outed himself as not just a normal cat, he gave a wide smile at Victor's reaction.]

Most people I meet tend to be dog people. It's simply a thing, as a cat, you know? Dogs don't generally like cats very much, so I don't generally like them very much.

[A grinning cat. Well, that brings a little pang of longing. He hides it pretty well, though.]

Understandable, yes. If it helps, I've nothing against cats -- my father owned a fish cannery and a fish shop in town, so I was accustomed to seeing strays lurking in nearby alleyways around his work. Scraps barked at them occasionally, but never anything more.

I suppose I should introduce myself, given the circumstances -- Victor Van Dort.

Mmmmm.

[Fish, that sounded lovely right about now. Too bad it was only a conversation topic.]

Calum Balica, though most people usually just call me Cheshire. Whichever you prefer, really. It's a pleasure to meet you.

[Blink. Blink blink.]

Cheshire?

[Another moment's pause, then, under his breath:]

The universe enjoys taunting me, I'm certain of it now. . .

[And then actually to Calum:]

Excuse me, it's just -- I know of another Cheshire, though only indirectly. Through an old friend. It's very nice to meet you too.

Mmm, is that so? Most people I meet don't even like admitting they know of a Cheshire.

[A Cheshire wasn't exactly the most well liked creature in Wonderland, after all, and Calum especially had managed to make a number of enemies, he was sure.]

I wouldn't have guessed that you were from Wonderland, though.

I'm not -- I just know a young lady who is familiar with the land. Well, er, a version of it. I don't think the Wonderland you come from and hers would quite match up.

[It's highly doubtful that Calum's Wonderland was nearly destroyed by an Infernal Train, for example.]

There's also someone who claims to be the Dormouse somewhere about. Though again, his world might not be the same as yours.

[Mituna marches down one of the streets, his prize; a rather delicious looking sandwich, held in both, gloved hands.]

Y34H! 7H15 15H G01NG 70 83 4W350M3!

[Oh, my, was that food? Calum wasn't even bothered by how strange this fellow looked. After you'd seen things like the Jabberwock, other things seemed sort of tame in comparison.

Seeming to appear out of nowhere, the purple cat followed along next to Mituna and meowed at him.]

HUH?

[Mituna spins around on the soles of his feet, looking everywhere the cat isn't.]

WH0 541D 7H47 5H0W Y0UR53LF!

[Down here! Calum made sure that he wasn't about to get stepped on, and then sat down next to Mituna's feet. He meowed again, louder this time.]

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