06-24-2015, 12:54 PM
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Doxy
Join Date: Oct 2009
Posts: 6,150
Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year | ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ SPOILER!!: Cat Whisperer Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul
Louisa raised her eyebrows, slightly interested. "Can you smell all emotions?" she asked curiously, crossing her arms and getting comfortable where she stood far away from him and the cats. They seemed quite comfortable standing there all cute and watchful. "I highly doubt they share your opinion." About it being a standoff. "I think they're just... waiting.." she dropped her voice even lower, all creepy and scary woooo.
... catnip? Catnip?? She contained her laughter, didn't want to bother all those poor cats. "I have catnip-like powers if that helps." She didn't want to reveal that she had been cat owner for over ten years, where was the excitement in that? "Although I'm not a charitable person." Aaaaand let's play a little game with him. Louisa turned so she was standing with her back to the wall, facing away from him, inspecting her nails nonchalantly. Well that was a strange, and possibly dangerous question. Rhydian's nose scrunched up at the suggestion of it. "Of course not. Would be enough to drive me crazy." Not...that he didn't look a touch of crazy at the moment. Why wasn't she stepping in yet? Essspppeccciiiaaalllyy if she had cat-nip powers. Not something he had really ever heard of. Maybe it was a girl thing. Lex seemed to have them, now this stranger in a quill shop. He would test that theory. Somehow. Might have to borrow Felix, attach him to a long leash. Not like he could actually handle the creature.
Trying to keep the cats in his gaze while looking at the woman, Rhydian did his best to give her an off-put look. "Do I look like a person in need of charity?" No. That's not what he would describe this as. "A bargin, or trade if your prefer that cotton-term. Name your price."
And for the love of Merlin's grey hairs, soon. Not one-done-inspecting-nails-soon. That could be ages and his poor delicate nerves didn't have that long.
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