come over here, sit next to me ( OPEN )

[nightcure]

Who: Noctis and YOU. That is, OPEN.
What: Cats, cats, cats.
When: ICly, May 1-7. OOCly, whenever u want.
Where: All around.
Warnings: An overabundance of cute. Maybe blanket FFXV spoilers warning, but I'll warn in the comment headers and add on here.


a: the human option
[ All week, all around the station... one will come upon a little cat. Noctis is never too far away, and he's got in hand some toy mice. Then again, sometimes the cat--Delilah is her name--drops one at someone's feet and expects them to play. Play with her. Look at her. Isn't she cute?

Or maybe she pounces on someone's feet, then flops over and peers up at them with big kitten eyes. Play with her. Play with her in this space.

... Or maybe it's late at night, and you hear the jingle of a bell... and Noctis following behind with a groan. ]

C'mon, it's late, Delilah.

b: the cat option
[ There's also a new friend! A fluffy black cat with vivid, piercing blue eyes. It looks like he knows the place pretty well, and if you're Prompto, Ignis, Jetshard, Izunia, Violet, Morgana, or Wren, he'll approach you with purrs and demands for pets.

But he's not averse to other pets. Pet him. Look at him. He's beautiful, isn't he? What a good cat. ]

Comments

a | night

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai's wrestled with the idea of night patrols. It feels natural, but it keeps sending her back to waking up the next morning to find a friend dead anyway, then learning to her horror that it was "her" fault. So she hasn't been doing them, and the station seems secure anyway. Even so, sometimes you do need to go out at night, and a kitchen is right by her room.

Mai steps out of her room warily and stops at the bell sound.]

Cat-san?

[nightcure]

[ The cat stops, and she bounces on over to rub against Mai's legs with a soft mewl. Noct's right behind her, and he raises two fingers in greeting. ]

Hey, Mai.

[nojohnyouare]

[Mai gives a small nod to greet Noct back before crouching down to pet the cat. Someone has priorities.]

A lot of animals lately.

NYAAAAACT

[photoshooter]

[GASP! KITTY!]

Ohhhh my gosh, hello, aren't you beautiful? [He crouches to accede to the royal demand. Yes, here is his hand, show him where to pet.] Where did you come from, handsome?

[nightcure]

[ Yes. Good. Noctis trots on over and rubs up against Prompto's hand with a low meow, cold and wet nose bumping against his fingers. Scritch him behind the ears, best bud. ]

[photoshooter]

Hehe, okay. Classic choice, little dude.

[He starts with one-handed, polite scritching, and then, emboldened by familiarity, goes ahead with some double-ear action.]

Man, you gotta let me show you to my friend. You look just like him, except cuddle-sized. He'd love you, you friendly snugglebug.

cat cat cat cat

[founderinglight]

[It's the laundry room! Because we are adults who need to do laundry eventually, especially after this hot and sweaty week.

This also means that the "NOT ARDYN, WE'RE TWINS" shirt is out as Izunia shuts the dryer as he's done, aaaaand turns around to see a cat.

He makes an amused little sound, bending down to offer a sniffable hand.]

Sorry, little one, no warm laundry for you today. I must commend your effort, though. Now how do you belong to...?

[nightcure]

[ In response, the black cat flicks his tail and watches Izunia with those eyes. Then, he saunters on over to bump his head against his ancestor's hand--complete with a soft, low meow. ]

[founderinglight]

[He has been blessed this day. Pet, pet, ear scritches.]

Verity's going to be jealous, you know.

b

[dubiouslychthonic]

[It's early enough in the evening that it's just barely not afternoon; Jetshard steps out of her room, intending to head over to the nearer kitchen and find some breakfast before reporting to the medbay to relieve Angela for the night, only to find herself accosted by an insistent black meowbeast.

Humans sure seem to like their cats. Trolls, on the other hand... are not so much in the habit of keeping companion animals, and she's not entirely sure how to interpret the animal's behavior? It's not big enough to be a serious threat, and she's pretty sure the purring is a friendly noise, but she's not certain what it wants. For a long moment, she kind of just stands there looking down at the fluffy black creature.]

[nightcure]

[ Damn right he's insistent. He likes Jetshard a lot, so of course he's rubbing against her legs, slinking around her ankles. He's generally being kind of a menace, but he's cute, right? When she doesn't respond, though, he puts his front paws on her leg and gets up on his hindlegs.

Meow. ]

[dubiouslychthonic]

[Oh dear. This is going to make going anywhere difficult, isn't it? She leans down to somewhat gingerly stroke him between the ears. That seems like a pretty basic paying attention to a cat move.]

I need to go get some food, critter. You can come if you want, but you need to let me walk?

[She's talking to the cat and she feels silly. She'd feel sillier if she hadn't seen multiple humans talk to multiple companion animals by this point, though. And it's so sociable that she'd feel rude not talking to it at this point.]

B

[meowna]

Oh--hey there! I haven't seen you around before. Are you new?

[Have you ever seen anything quite so cute as one cat petting another in your life? Because Morgana will obligingly lean forward to sniff at Noct while lifting a paw to rub his chest. It's not quite scritches, because his claws are too sharp for that, but it's about as close as he can get? Seems like a nice, polite greeting to him.]

[nightcure]

Nope. Not as new as other people think I am.

[ Noct flicks his tail a little before leaning into the kitty pets. Nice. ]

I just found out I could do this, though.

[meowna]

Heh. Got 'em all fooled, do you?

[Morgana's grin widens conspiratorially at that; the scent doesn't really tip him off, but Noctis' voice definitely does. His paw drifts up to scratch Noct's neck instead.]

How're you liking it so far?

b, natch

[thoroff]

[Wren is, as ever, sitting in the library, reading, when she feels something soft brush against her leg. She looks down expecting to see Morgana, really, and is surprised enough to let out a little "oh!" when she's instead met with an entirely different black cat that she doesn't recognize.

She carefully marks her page in her book and sets it aside before leaning over to get a better look at him, extending a hand for his consideration.]

Hey there.

[nightcure]

[ He sniffs at her hand, then bumps it with his cold, wet nose. Yes, this is another person he likes, and he's pretty sure she'll give good pets. ]

[thoroff]

[Well, what else can she do but oblige? She lifts her hand to pet Noctis's head, and as it turns out, his intuition was right on the money: these are clearly the practiced, gentle strokes of an animal lover.]

A

[newlawtolight]

[Oh, dear. Another cat.]

You didn't kill this mouse.

[She picks it up, frowning.]

It isn't even real. Hmph.

[She tosses it aside.]

What do you want?

[nightcure]

[ Delilah, meanwhile, takes that as play. She mewls happily, then bounds after the mouse, and it's not super long before she comes back. The mouse is in her mouth, and she drops it at her feet.

Expectantly, Delilah looks up at her, tail twitching. And Noctis stifles a laugh. ]

She thinks you're playing.

[newlawtolight]

Oh?

[She...picks...the toy? Up? And...tosses it again?]

Will she speak to me a secret when she tires?

MUCH LATER

[founderinglight]

[And sometime after kitty encounter, Noctis will come across Izunia in the kitchens... Poking his head into the cupboards rather curiously.]

Now where did he go...?

[nightcure]

[ Ah. Noctis watches him for a while, eyebrows raised and arms crossed. ]

Lost something?

ignis!

[nightcure]

[ When Noctis texted Ignis to help him out in the kitchen, he didn't think anything was weird. Noctis had asked him how to make pastries before, so it's not that weird. Not even when Noctis had practically demanded that Ignis teach him how to make Prompto's favorite green curry. ]

Hey, Iggy, thanks for helping.

[promittere]

[Nothing weird at all, nope. Nothing at all incriminating our suspicious about a request for how to make something for your special bro.]

It's no trouble at all.

[He is here to help and he is prepared and totally not thinking there's anything odd about this request at all. Just bros doing things for bros. Obviously.]