Nothing of the sort. Must I be intoxicated to state my mind?
Besides, if I was going out to drink, I'd patronize your bar, as you know. I wouldn't dream of depriving you of that sight.
Besides, if I was going out to drink, I'd patronize your bar, as you know. I wouldn't dream of depriving you of that sight.
[ oh, what a fierce grip shylock has... don't mind murr's soft humming noise of approval. now that alone has the bakeneko rolling their eyes. what he wouldn't mind having that same touch against the scruff of his neck. ]
Yeah! Of course. Don't worry, I'll play nice every time I come back, okay?
[ does his cutest, most cat-like grin help his cause? probably not.
still. ]
I always have fun here. Why would I wanna ruin a good thing?
Yeah! Of course. Don't worry, I'll play nice every time I come back, okay?
[ does his cutest, most cat-like grin help his cause? probably not.
still. ]
I always have fun here. Why would I wanna ruin a good thing?
That's truly a shame. For here I was entertaining the thought of coming and paying you a visit, should you be open.
It very well may be in my capacity, provided you aren't rushing to finish.
I'll do my best.
[and so it is that a little while later, she's following the familiar path to Shylock's bar, content to let her impulse guide her for the time. but even her cocoon of good feeling is pierced by the look of the place, the destruction wrought, and she hurries to enter.]
Why, Shylock, what happened?
[and so it is that a little while later, she's following the familiar path to Shylock's bar, content to let her impulse guide her for the time. but even her cocoon of good feeling is pierced by the look of the place, the destruction wrought, and she hurries to enter.]
Why, Shylock, what happened?
[ wow! you think murr would sabotage his own chances with all of the bakeneko, the proprietor, the people who occupy the cafe on a regular basis...
yea ]
Okay~
[ walking back into the store proper, murr raises one hand and then immediately lets it flop from the wrist. a proper cat paw impression from the number one cat impersonator. ]
Bye bye!
[ one or two of the bakeneko wave with their own paws. a few, with tails. the others? no fks given. and then murr returns right back to shylock's side. ]
Didja get everything you needed?
yea ]
Okay~
[ walking back into the store proper, murr raises one hand and then immediately lets it flop from the wrist. a proper cat paw impression from the number one cat impersonator. ]
Bye bye!
[ one or two of the bakeneko wave with their own paws. a few, with tails. the others? no fks given. and then murr returns right back to shylock's side. ]
Didja get everything you needed?
[the destruction is taken in, but most of her focus is taken up by the man behind the bar himself, looking him over from head to...as much as she can see, trying to assess him for injuries. she looks the slightest bit flushed, either from haste or whatever coaxed out "honesty", and her wings aren't so tightly held to her back, but beyond that, she seems entirely herself.
and right now, "herself" means that worry is openly across her features]
Business - but what about yourself? Did they manage to injure you?
[if he's been hurt in the crossfire, then that takes precedence.]
and right now, "herself" means that worry is openly across her features]
Business - but what about yourself? Did they manage to injure you?
[if he's been hurt in the crossfire, then that takes precedence.]
...it'd be my pleasure.
[and taking a seat, there's a twinge of familiarity, though she'd never dream of comparing Shylock's establishment to where she used to go in Hakagemachi. this place has a warmth to it the other lost long ago.]
I'd hate to leave you on your own, on a night like this.
[and taking a seat, there's a twinge of familiarity, though she'd never dream of comparing Shylock's establishment to where she used to go in Hakagemachi. this place has a warmth to it the other lost long ago.]
I'd hate to leave you on your own, on a night like this.
[ oh he really REALLY wants to peek inside, but he remembers that steel grip from before and he figures he'll wait until they're somewhere kind of private before he goes for it again. ]
A slow day? Does that mean you have time to play?
[ stares with open eyes. you can even see the little sparkles in them if you stare long enough. ]
A slow day? Does that mean you have time to play?
[ stares with open eyes. you can even see the little sparkles in them if you stare long enough. ]
You must live somewhere quite...tumultuous.
[that's the nicest way to say chaotic.]
And if you won't worry for your own sake, it falls to someone else to do it for you.
[that's the nicest way to say chaotic.]
And if you won't worry for your own sake, it falls to someone else to do it for you.
[the pinnacle of greed and desire, huh...it makes her wonder about the man before her. somehow it makes sense that he'd wind up tending a bar, full of his own mystery. what can she say except that it's not the drinks that keep her returning, but a friendship that keeps her guessing??]
...Something you want to make. Something you don't get the chance to try, but now's as good as any.
[sometimes she asks for specific drinks, or decent glasses of wine. and sometimes, like now, she trusts him and his expertise. trying to step a little further out of overthinking it, and instead just enjoying it for what it is.]
...Something you want to make. Something you don't get the chance to try, but now's as good as any.
[sometimes she asks for specific drinks, or decent glasses of wine. and sometimes, like now, she trusts him and his expertise. trying to step a little further out of overthinking it, and instead just enjoying it for what it is.]
It's called "what's in my pocket"!
[ is it a serious yet silly game, a real threat, or just something murr has thought up on the spot? you be the judge. ]
[ is it a serious yet silly game, a real threat, or just something murr has thought up on the spot? you be the judge. ]
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