themightybosstone | Limelight Pregaming

[ he is actually unspeakably grateful for the distraction of this kitten's scratchy little paw and fuzzy little head on his face (hitting his face with surprising force) (it's fine). it helps him keep his composure and even laugh a little by the time he straightens, sweetiepie still in his arms. ]

Thank you. [ so earnestly ] This is really, really nice of you. I don't know what I'd — um. Family?

I got it not bad around here. Least I can do.

Sides, can't imagine what I'd be doing if it was me.

[He sets the press on, and pours up a hot mug. The smells of sweet and savory intermingle.]

Yeah, they run things. Best ones to get you on your feet and find who you are. [Maybe.]

[ for a second, he's torn between two thoughts.

one: is this very generous catdude TRYING TO MAKE HIM PART OF THE MOB???? does accepting his help mean he is now IN THE MOB???

two: that smells really good and he is really hungry

...thought #2 wins out and he pulls up a nearby chair to sit down, only somewhat squelchily ]

I'm probably willing to try anything that'll help me get some answers.

[The next novel will be called Percy Jackson and the Olive Gardians-]

I wouldn't go that far if I were you. Or I were me.

[But what gets set in front of him is a classic grilled cheese sandwich, perfectly toasted and cut into triangles, gooey cheese already pooling in the middle. And a cup of hot cocoa, a marshmallow dissolving.

Quick comfort foods.]

[ eyebrow raise ]

Why not? I literally have nothing to lose.

[ but !!!!!!!!!. delicious, hot comfort foods are enough for him to carefully deposit sweetiepie onto his lap, and then start digging in ]

There's always somethin' more to lose.

[He reaches down to brush a thumb carefully over Asshole's head.

And gets bit. ALL FOUR PAWS ARE PLAY FIGHTING WITH HIM NOW. Despite the cat's name, it doesn't seem to bother him at all.]

I mean- not that that's at stake. The Families aint bad. Just, you know, don't take any wooden nickles. Take time, figure out what you want.

[ he seems to let that sink in, at least. that or he's too focused on eating. either way, he doesn't speak up again until the sandwich is half gone ]

Okay. Yeah. Point taken, I guess.

[ gets going on another sandwich triangle ]

Are you part of any of them?

Yeah. Sun Sign.

We deal with travel an' all that.

Travel? Are you gonna tell me the cats are also travel agents on the side?

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[Oh no, Brocade just CACKLES at that.]

These lazy shits? [He wiggles his thumb, sending Asshole into another frantic bout of PLAY.]

Nah, nah. It aint that direct always. Me? I just keep my door open if someone needs it.

[ keeping his elbows on the table is what he'd do anyway, but it's also convenient for mostly keeping himself out of the kitten's way as asshole bats at brocade's hands more ]

Lucky for me. I wouldn't have thought about that as travel-related.

[He shrugs a bit at that.] Bad for the fish though. [LIKE IT WASN'T BROCADE'S FAULT.]

Anyways. My tourin' days are over. Got way too many cats to manage.

And to be real with you, not everyone leans into it. If you got a blessin' they don't right care what you do long as they count you as one of theirs.

Sorry. I'd offer to pay you back, but I'm pretty sure I'm broke.

[ huh, though ]

A blessing. I think I sort of remember...like, magic stuff?

Yeah? Whatcha got, Mack?

[Both ears perk all the way up. And he pulls his hand away from Asshole. The kitten rolls back onto his feet and is clearly stalking that hand.]

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First? No, I'm not answering to that. Second, um. I don't remember exactly, but I think it was like. Healing stuff? Maybe? Like, for when people get hurt.

[His brows go up, and there's a nod at that second answer. But what he says is:]

Oh come onnnnnnnn, you didn't even ask what it came from.

What did it come from.

[Holds up the one rescued fish.]

It's a mackerel!

[HE'S!!! SO PROUD!!!!

And goes to rewrap and put it in the fridge]

Yeah, don't call me that again.

[ SO FUCKIN DRY as he polishes off the last of that sandwich and picks up his mug for another sip ]

No one appreciates my genius.

[DRAMATIC SIGH. And the dinging jangle of the door opening interrupt. The stranger dropping off clothes [identity redacted due to threading] engages Sett in from brief conversation at the door.

Meanwhile, SweetiePie, now missing a chew toy goes back to absolutely not Mack's sleeve to climb to his shoulder.]

[ he finishes up his hot chocolate too in the meantime, leaving no marshmallow behind, and absolutely allows this kitten to start climbing up his arm and start laying paws on his damp hair ]

Yeah, thanks bro. [BACK PATS ARE EXCHANGED, and Brocade wanders back with a fresh change of clothes. It's... probably okay. Might be a little short in the legs department, and too baggy in the chest area, but it's a change of clothes.]

Here ya go. 'Fore you catch cold.

Got a little place upstairs too. Can grab a shower and decompress some. I'm back here around 6 to open shop. So, can answer questions if you got em.

[Absolutely going to put Percy to work while he does it.]

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