themightybosstone | Limelight Pregaming

[He's not here for the food. He's never here for the food.

Even so, Sett's expression brightens up seeing the man with the Resting Unimpressed Face. He's ALWAYS got work for the man.]

Hey Twill, whatcha got for me-

Oh damn, Queso's gonna LOVE that!

The local chapter of the Forge sends its regards. Please sign here to acknowledge you have received their charitable donation.

[Hands Brocade a clipboard, and turns to getting the branch through the door. He might be stronger than he looks, but he's clearly no gym bro, and dealing with that much takes most his concentration.]

[Signing really only takes a second after a quick check over on the forms.

And then the branch lifts from Twill's hands like it weighs nothing at all.]

Oh yeah, this'll hold up for a couple of months at least.

[There's a moment, maybe enough to collect the clipboard-]

While you're here....

[He was so close! His hand spasming as his outstretched fingers brush the form, his feet already shifting to step back out of range--!!

And then Brocade's words close around him with the same sharp tenacity as the kitten that has appeared out of nowhere, its claws digging into the hem of his pants.

Maybe it's not too late. He tries to shift his leg, gently, to dislodge the shackle closing around it.]

While I'm... here...?

[The cat man has the MOST feline expression as he looks back over his shoulder, settling the branch against the corner. Already, some of the cats are hopping down to investigate this NEW THING!!!!

The huffs immediately turn to long, leisurely scratches with the first one.]

Oh yeah. Asshole decided to climb the curtains. And the stands could use a brush up. OH yeah, there's some wear on the casing.

And some kid decided to carve up one of the walls- [THERE'S A LIST!!!]

Have you considered cultivating a better air of discipline among your charges? Or perhaps having an environment that isn't quite so destructible?

Oh right. I'll get right on tellin' em to stop bein' cats.

[He ambles over to the register, and clicks it open. It's a dooming, yet enticing sound.]

[He's caught. He's already caught, and he knows it.

The kitten on his leg, undaunted by his attempts to shake free, starts to climb.]

Have you learned to speak with them?

Bro do I LOOK like a house cat?

[ It might actually be IN his transformation ability. But that would not change this conversation in the slightest. ]

[He looks up, gaze palpably zooming in to Brocade's fluffy ears.

He looks down, gaze focusing on the swish of Brocade's fluffy tail.

He looks to the side, where Brocade's fingernails are just slightly inhumanly manicured.

He meets Brocade's eyes, pupils as narrow as his own.]

Yes. Without any doubt at all.

THAT WASN'T THE ANSWER I WAS LOOKING FOR!!

Then why did you ask?

[Submitting to his defeat, he reaches down, scruffing the miscreant climbing his pants.]

... I have to admit that's a good point.

Anyways. 100 for the list?

[It is, as always, remarkable how quickly his demeanour pivots from reluctant to engaged and agreeable.]

The curtains, cat stands, casing and a patch of wall, you said?

[Money truly is the best. Brocade LOVES money. It makes so many things so much easier.]

That's it.

[He pulls out five $20 and just leaves them on the counter. He doesn't expect that they'll be there by the time he looks back.]

[While he's not undignified about it, securing the offered funds is his first and primary action as he steps into the shop, leaving the scruffed kitten in place of the bills.

As usual, he starts with the highly adorable sisal-wrapped novelty cat stands, kneeling down as he starts wrapping the tattered rope back into place.]

Has business been going well?

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