video ● fourteenth reflection

[straying]

Quick word of advice: be careful! No, I mean it. I don't want to hear any of that tough guy [her voice drops an octave as she imitates some gruff bravado] 'I've got it covered' or something silly like 'You're overreacting!' [she snickers] Better safe than sorry, ladies and gents.

Oh! But that's not what I wanted to take care of here. I thought it'd be about time I took care of this so... [A soft mew comes from somewhere offscreen and Saya laughs. Then standing up from the couch and when she sits back down, she has this cutie in her lap.] Say hi!

[Saya seems to be amused as she gently takes one of the kitten's paws in hand and waves towards the camera of the SFC.]

Motz, Vatheon. Vatheon, meet [INHALE] Matthew Obi Train Zen. Or Motz for short! Don't let the names fool you, she's much better behaved than any of them.

[Sticking her tongue out playfully- obviously directed at the aforementioned dudes. Snickering a bit, she seems quite content.]

So if you drop by the apartment, don't be surprised to see her. Or maybe come by with the intention of seeing her- she's a good girl, promise! Though I'm not about to say no to any help taking care of her, either. Shirayuki's got my back, but I've never had a pet before... [A thoughtful pause and tilt of her head, was there anything else...]

Hm, I guess I should wrap this up now. [Sobering up a bit, she smiles again.] Everyone, make sure you take care. I could name a few people that I'm especially concerned about, but... you know who you are. Call me if any problems arise. See you all later.

[a salute and the feed ends with a click!]

[OOC: For redcloakedthief countrybeloved ninjaservant sweepered, feel free to tag in with action! But know that when you do, Saya and Shirayuki will tag you back seperately. o/]

Comments

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

H-Hey!

[DON'T LAUGH AT HIM.]

Sayaaaaaaa... I don't think your cat likes me.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I never would've guessed. Poor girl. I don't think she's fond of the big bad Black Cat.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[This is uncomfortable. :|;]

Weeeell, I do deliver bad luck, so I guess it's not a surprise.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I guess~

[Still largely amused as she gets up and picks up Motz, who still seems to be rather wary of Train.]

Isn't this the second cat that's given you a hard time in Vatheon now?

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[A sigh]

Yeah... Geez, they're all either really perceptive or really mean!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I'd like to think it's the former. Do cats back in our world dislike you too?

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Never noticed anything off about them, nope. I think it's just this place.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Vatheon has hyper perceptive cats...

[As if on cue, Motz hisses again.]

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[He sticks his tongue out at Motz before turning back to Saya, a light smirk on his face.]

Well, it probably keeps them alive, at least.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... was that a dig at her there? :| Okay, ignoring it if it was-]

Thank goodness for that.

Have you heard about the death that happened recently?

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, it wasn't.]

Hmm? Death?

[... Yes.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

The native.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

[He scratches the back of his head.]

Hmm... sounds familiar. Who was it, again?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I haven't look far into the details yet, but... a death is still a death. And since it's a death, it's pretty worrisome.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

You going to investigate it, then?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

It's a tempting thought. I can't just let it go, can I?

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Well, have fun, then! ♪

[Aka he's not going to.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Rolling her eyes.]

Some sweeper you are.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm a great sweeper! But ain't there a saying about this? Too many cooks spoil the broth or something?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Well, it's not like I need help, but more of a disappointment in your total lack of interest.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

I'm busy!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

Really!

[With... sleeping. And eating. And stuff.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh.

[sweepered.livejournal.com]

... Why won't you ever believe me about anything?