And with a Crash-

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

Fading out is an echo of two voices...

"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."

"He totally needs to get laid, then."

There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.

(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)

They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"

Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."

Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"


BACKROOM INVASION! Tag freely! Threadhop! Make crack! It's not canon and it doesn't really happen! Allons-y!

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[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

"No has foodz heer."

Duh, Batya.

[batyatoon]

"We can has foodz here!"

Batya reaches into a pocket and pulls out a baggie full of butterscotch cookies.

"Iz easy."

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

:D! goes Pip.

"WANT!" he cries, jumping up and down in an attempt to reach the baggie.

[batyatoon]

... oh, that's too cute for words.

Definitely too cute to be resisted. Batya promptly sits down on the floor and proffers cookies.

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

Pip grabs the cookies and devours them eagerly.

"U gonna shaer thoz?" asks the larger cat watching from nearby.

[batyatoon]

Firmly, and with a meaningful look at the smaller cat: "Yes."

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

"...fien," Pip pouts, handing the bag over to Kitteh.

[batyatoon]

Oh man, even the pouting is cute. ...Who is she kidding, the pouting is especially cute.

Batya reaches out tentatively, hoping the smaller cat will permit ear-scritches.

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

"Wut u doin?"

[batyatoon]

"Um."

Hopeful smile.

"Iz can be skritches tiem nao?"

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

Pip hesitates.

"U shur diz doan maek me domestikatd?"

[batyatoon]

"Coars not! Ur only domestikatd if I taks you in my howse. Or givs u a name."

Speaking in macro gets tiring. Batya has to stop for breath.

"U gots name already?"

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

He nods eagerly. "Ize Pip! An dis iz Kitteh."

[batyatoon]

"See? No domestikashun. Just skritches."

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

A long, thoughtful pause.

"...k."

[batyatoon]

Batya beams.

And then there are scritches.

(She's really rather good at it.)

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

And there is purring.

Rather a lot of it.



Kitteh is looking on with mingled disgust and jealousy.

[batyatoon]

She glances up at Kitteh.

And stretches out her free hand. "Iz can be moar skritches," she offers.

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

"Iz 4 babyz," Kitteh snorts.

...he's eying that hand rather longingly, though.

[batyatoon]

"Iz not! Iz for all kittehs." Beat. "Like cookies!"

Hah! Let's see him refute that logic.

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

For a moment, Kitteh looks gobsmacked. Then...

"O all rite..."

[batyatoon]

TWO kitties for scritching! Bliss.

Batya is perfectly contented.

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

As are the Laugh-Out-Loud Cats.

The purring could be knocking dust down from the rafters, now.

[batyatoon]

[Must go to bed, but thank you! This was delightful.]

[kittehnpip.livejournal.com]

[kthxbai!]