I would always welcome my little cat-eared friend.

[finalbows]

WHO: Rose + (interlopers)
WHERE: Rose Barn
WHEN: Day 18, post BLOOD RAIN


we have a blood rain ward now.

it's on the roof!
it looks like this.

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[catposting]

[ unfortunately "like" godmode astral projection still isn't godmode astral projection.

there's no answer. ]

[finalbows]

_{[ unfortunately nothing this means quiet time enforced in his own home. ]}

Hm. One more test.

<sub>[ sits up. he leans over the edge, one hand gripping the edge of the roof, to look at the barn's front door... and then with a bit of very non mental magic, waves his hand to make the door creak open.

How about NOW, cat? ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ nothing for a while, then a catcube pops up next to Angie's head ]

Did you fall asleep?

[finalbows]

_{[ affects a yawn. ]}

And I had the most wonderful dream, that our home was unassailable by certain undesirables, without, in fact, causing us undue inconvenience.

[catposting]

[ after an extremely long pause ]

Not bad.

[ it's a blessing, he thinks, how primitive these cubes can be with regard to expression. clearly he's feeling as nonchalant as the catcube looks. ]

[finalbows]

...Well, don't act so excited about it, now. What's still got your gears turning?

_{[ he caught the pause! ]}

[catposting]

[

catcubeshrug ]

Just surprised is all. Ritual rewards never fail to deliver, do they?

[finalbows]

Well, if there's anything else you can think of to throw at it, I'm all...

Hm. Actually, I might as well employ you to this while you're here. <sub>[ he stands up, and.. simply steps off the roof into the air, plain as you please, with a slight fall before he's in his typical little gliding pose.

And you don't hear me now, either, right?
...out loud, to the cube, he continues to talk like nothing happened. ]</sub>

Come up to the roof for me, a moment. Just sit. Anywhere.

[catposting]

[ he doesn't hear shit, my guy. he keeps the astral connection open as he leaves through the door, and glides up to the roof - again ignoring the sigil. sits down where Angie originally was. ]

[finalbows]

_{[ glides back an... acceptable distance. like, apple tree distance. he scrutinizes blood fiend, to make sure his hand or tail or any direct Body is touching the roof directly and not just his clothes. hey he has no idea how any of this works. he's just making educated guesses as an ominous magician type himself. ]}

One last try.

<sub>[ he doesn't NEED to take a moment to take a breath, but he does anyway, before


If this doesn't work, either, I'm going to ask you to stand up next. ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ talking through the catcube because fuck yelling ]

So you were trying.

[finalbows]

_{[ disappointed tail and crest droop. angelcube matches. ]}

Blast. The whole time, yes.

_{[ he drifts back over, but keeps his spot sitting on empty sky rather than resume his roof roost. ]}

[catposting]

[ Blood Fiend's own expression is inscrutable. the catcube blinks out. ]

Well, it's something at least.

[finalbows]

Better than nothing. That, and once we've gotten the locks in order... ...ugh. I HOPE it's enough. Do you know what sleeping overnight in a full Shell is like? Frizz, for eternity, not to mention the irritance of casting it in the first place...

[catposting]

You'll have to explain. I sleep in a lighthouse.

[finalbows]

Oh. Now you want one, huh?

_{[ titter, titter. ]}

Well, you have been quite helpful today. Wish granted.

<sub>[ waves hand

You won't remember the barriers he's cast around you in the past, Blood Fiend, but it's more of the same that's been layered on YOU now. A honeycomb globe of wavering soap-bubble color, and an ambient sense of the air being more full, somehow. Next time the cat touches something, SOMEBODY is getting a lil bit of static shock.

That'll last for some goodly amount (hours, roll 1d8) of time, with a detectable sensation of the structure approaching its break point over time. Then it'll be gone all at once. Bubble popped! ]</sub>

[catposting]

[ blinks ]

Cool.

[ nadeko says it last 4 hours and will be absolutely useless against Teleute later in the day lol lmao ]

[finalbows]

_{[ this makes complete sense considering Genomes & Definitely Angie were designed to be psychically Owned & Memed On as needed by certain persons who are probably not as stupid good at psychic fuckery as Telly ]}

[catposting]

— Hey, Angel Devil.

[finalbows]

Yes, cat? ...You don't have a complaint, do you? I already warned you it'll get you frizzy. It's like humidity but more magic.


_{[ silly cat this actually probably feels LESS weird to him considering tower shinsu density]}

[catposting]

[ evenly ]

Was that the first time you used telepathy on me?

[finalbows]

_{[ thoughtful look with furrowed brows. cat it's been two point five weeks and he talks SO MUCH how the hell is he supposed to remember ]}

Mm... Interesting question. I'm not sure. I could have, but if I did it was terrifically forgettable. It's less convenient than the cubes for actual conversation and monitoring someone's responses-- at home I'd sneak a modified Scan into places to give the illusion that I could pick up what people were saying back out loud from far off by myself. That was fun.

[catposting]

[ well there goes that theory. ]

What happened? Did they freak out?

[finalbows]

Let's see~. Swore and called me a bastard, usually, which is always worth a laugh considering the truth behind the remark.

[catposting]

How predictable.