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Caritas | Monday

People were actually back in town again, and so Adrian came prepared for work. With the kitten. Hopefully someone- anyone- who came in today would take it. It was cute and all, but it did not fit his lifestyle. At all. And kept trying to destroy his clothes.

For the moment it was pacing the bartop, making noise like it was trying to outloud the band. At least it was cute? And came with a leash?

[So note to anyone coming in today: Adrian will TOTALLY TRY to compulse you into taking the kitten. It doesn't have to work, and feel free to know he's up to something if you're able, but he'll try. Oh yes. He will try.]

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The band, it is loud today.

Where the kitten thinks it owns the place.

"Beer please," Tyler said as he wandered in, then watched the cat for a minute. "Is that a person or a pet?"

Fandom. You had to ask these things.

"It should be someone's pet," said Adrian, looking directly at him and trying to be as convincing as one who was good at compulsion could be. "It's homeless right now, I'm sure it'd love to go home with you."

"I don't really like animals..." But he was saying it like it was true about someone else, and that objection seemed to be fading away as he reached out to stroke the kitty.

The kitten let itself be petted just long enough to say something along the lines of Yes, I am worthy of your attention before bolting back to Adrian, brushing itself up against his arm. And Adrian was really beginning to be afraid he was going to be stuck with this thing.

Tyler felt vaguely, weirdly disappointed when the cat left him.

He'd get over it.

"Looks like she likes you better," he shrugged.

"It," Adrian corrected unthinkingly, frowning at the cat. "Fine. What can Tino get for you?"

"It?" Tyler echoed, before deciding he didn't care that much. Wasn't his cat. "Fine. It likes you. Tino can get me a Heineken."

More time with the dhampir-hating kitten was just what Dimitri had been hoping for tonight. Especially given the way it followed perfectly after his afternoon training with a moody Rose.

He kept an eye on the animal almost as regularly as he leaned his back against the bar, checking the room, always alert for any potential threat to his charge. His job was awesome, thanks.

If Dimitri was watching, he'd see the kitten bound over toward him, stop just far enough away for it to be comfortable, and then hiss at him before turning to slink back across the bar.

For some reason Adrian was smirking.

Adrian always seemed to have some reason to smirk. Part of that Ivashkov charm, surely.

Dimitri raised an eyebrow at the kitten's retreating form. "Have you named it yet?"

"No," Adrian said, "and I'm not going to. If I name it, it might think it's mine." He didn't even know the gender. That was a little personal for something he wasn't keeping.

"It's been yours for a week," Dimitri pointed out helpfully. "You should make it official." Not that he liked having the hand-attacking cat around, but it would be funny to think of Adrian Ivashkov with a pet.

"You loom better than you tell jokes," Adrian told him, right as the kitten started batting at his sleeve for no discernible reason.

"I do a lot of things better than I tell jokes," Dimitri agreed. "But observing your animal, I believe I'm correct in thinking it has grown attached." Just look at the way it petted Adrian!

Don't make him compulse you, Dimitri. "It's not my animal. It's my temporary boarder."

"It's more yours than anyone else's." Compulse away, Adrian, see how well that ends. "You have the means to take care of it."

"Yeah, I'm nurturing. Maybe Shelley would like it." Now that was just mean.

"Given how it reacts to me?" Surely Adrian didn't think Dimitri needed a new roommate. Or was this his way of volunteering...

He would never do such a thing. ~~If Dimitri suddenly felt compelled to make out, however...~~"Maybe it could get used to you."

"If you keep it, the cat may have to," Dimitri said, ignoring Adrian's idea of it living in his insanely pink apartment.

"Exactly. It would almost be like it already lives with you," he tried.

Scary thought. "Maybe I should ask Rose if she knows anyone in need of a cat..."

"I could ask her, even," Adrian said. "Since it is 'my animal.'" He just wanted to talk to Rose, shh.

"I'll see her in the morning," he said like he was taking the burden from Adrian, when really Dimitri would prefer Adrian never talk to Rose. Call it a bad feeling.

Away from the crazy guy with the cat.

And the TV should drown out the music!

I want a kitty.

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