test... drive...?

[mewtation]

[ WHOEVER YOU ARE, wherever you sleep: there is a cat in your bed.

or. well. something that looks sort of like one...? if cats were four and a half feet tall and roughly humanoid. um. ]

Comments

[mewtation]

I opened it. I did shut it behind me.

[ I may be a cat but I'm not rude ]

[lonelydemon]

There's that, at least.

Well, I'll bite. Why are you here?

[mewtation]

To sleep?

[ look at this innocent expression and doe eyes ]

[lonelydemon]

A kindred spirit! I can respect that! But neither of us will sleep until I get an actual answer.

[mewtation]

[ it's cute that you think you can tell me what to do. putting his ears back and settling in to groom one forearm ]

It's the truth, and more detail than that isn't actually your business.

[mewtation]

It's what I'm used to.

[lonelydemon]

You're in my bed, kitty. I can be very annoying.

[mewtation]

And I can make you stop. You won't remember this after I leave, anyway.

[lonelydemon]

Is that so? That's too bad.

[he gets starry-eyed, trying to analyze Lucky's magic- if there is any.]

[mewtation]

[ there are traces, probably, of whatever was involved in his making (handwaving of weird auing intensifies) but he does not seem to have any of his own.

on the other hand, Ryner does get a feeling not unlike someone looking over his shoulder at what he's doing at the same time as the cat thing sits up a little, intrigued ]

Oh, that's interesting.

[lonelydemon]

[he stops immediately when he gets that sense, startling. there's some discomfort there because magic experimentation, but he quickly surmises there's no magic inherent in Lucky.]

Hey, hey, no peeking!

[nevermind that it's literally what he was doing.]

[mewtation]

[ about that. ]

You were looking, though.

[lonelydemon]

Caught me. You were in my head first, though. Without magic, no less.

[mewtation]

I can't communicate any other way.

[lonelydemon]

Can't talk, then? Ouch.

[mewtation]

I do well enough without.

[ there's a slight undertone of something unpleasant, though. not quite bitterness, but close. ]

[lonelydemon]

You certainly communicate as well as most.

...No, scratch that, better than most.

[mewtation]

[ pleased squint ]

Considering the nature of how I "speak," I do try to be precise.

[lonelydemon]

Are you projecting ideas or sentences?

[wantstheddd]

This sounds like a long and tragic story.

[mewtation]

Ideas, and roughly how I should "sound" in terms of tone and word choice. It makes it easier to avoid language barriers.

[lonelydemon]

I guess those would be a problem if you travel far and wide, sleeping in the beds of innocent men uninvited.

[mewtation]

[ flicks his ears, amused ]

Men and women. I'm nondiscriminatory.

[lonelydemon]

Uwah! A fiend! A real fiend is in my bed!

[mewtation]

Not particularly. I left home due to being drafted into the military, and am somewhat homesick as a result.

There are other details, of course, but when pared down I wouldn't call it either long or tragic.