[It's a hell of a storm today, actually. Sett really hadn't expected it - but well, it's not like he looked at the weather report either. It HAD been just nice and breezy, overcast, maybe sure! But great for a run.
So he hadn't taken his car.
So, there he is, a drenched cat man with several pounds of fish wrapped in newspaper walking off of the docks, against the backdrop of deep black clouds and lashing waves.]
In Brocade's mind, however, the COLD CLAMMY HANDS OF THE DEAD CLAWED UP FROM THEIR WATERY GRAVE AND LATCHED MINDLESSLY ONTO HIS FLESH, TRYING TO DRAG HIM TO THE DEPTHS WHERE HE WILL LIVE FOREVER MORE WITH THEM IN DEATH-
And that's why he flings the package. It tears in his claws.
[ Now, it's not as if Peony needs to make her deliveries by hand. She certainly has an employee or two she could send on such busywork errands, but she's never been one to simply pass things she considered "important" onto others.
The importance of hand-delivering her confectionaries to her ex-husband's cafe, well... who could say. A matter of "keeping her work in satisfactory condition", she might say. They were quite delicate, after all, so it's not that strange.
In any case there's a cheery jingle to announce perhaps her less cheery arrival (from someone's perspective, anyway), a double-stacked set of boxes in her arms balanced carefully as she delicately steps over a cat lounging near the entryway. ]
[ Unfortunately it does just seem casual but it's not like the effect it has is lost on her... sorry baby ]
I'm afraid I'm a bit tied up until I finalize this delivery.
[ She's smiling though. Coming over to him, and setting the boxes down. If he opens them he'll find a range of small bite-size desserts like walnut cookies or mooncakes. ]
[It was a nice day today. A great day, because Jing Yuan was free of work from all three of his overlapping careers! He slept in til mid-morning, worked out at home, and spent most of the afternoon on a park bench in front of a duck pond, enjoying takeout and tossing the birds some fresh peas. Finally, an hour or so before sunset, he parked himself at the cat cafe for a relaxing evening of petting kitties and talking to people he enjoys.
It is now technically past closing time. While Sett is getting everything shut down for the night, he'll notice a few of the cats hovering around one of the couches/tables. Underneath... is Jing Yuan, dead asleep on the floor with another several cats sleeping on top of him. He may have gotten a little too relaxed...]
[There's two wolves in Sett. Unfortunately, one of those wolves is sitting on the other one's head. The smell of the treats takes him back before he even opens them up.
Mooncakes... she remembered his favorite.]
You know, I've got a new set of jasmine leaves if you fancy some tea.
[He tries to call a few of the cats in the odd lump, but at BEST he gets an ear flick letting him know that, yes, they DID hear him. And Yes, they ARE ignoring him.]
Comeooonnnn I got churuuuuuu....
[He's balancing a tray of dishes on one arm, the other, he's blindly reached down to pet a cat and-
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