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fandomtownies2016-08-07 03:20 pm
not_every_mage) wrote in fandomtownies2016-08-07 03:20 pm
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Magic Box, Sunday, 08/07
When he let himself into the shop, Anders was greeted by a familiar rumble of a purr and a black-and-white tuxedo cat twining around his ankles.
Familiar, that is, except for the fact he'd had to leave his beloved Lachlan behind at Circle Tower. He looked at the cat, confused. All of its markings were identical to Lachlan's, down to a tiny notch in one ear he'd acquired on some midnight escape from the dorms.
"You aren't supposed to be here," Anders observed.
If cats could shrug, Lachlan would have shrugged. He twined around Anders's legs a few more times and presented his chin for a good scratch -- which Anders crouched down to provide. Maybe Lachlan had found his way home against all odds. Maybe this was just a look-alike. Either way, he had some catnip under the counter and no one to give it to.
{OOC: Open shop, post!]
Familiar, that is, except for the fact he'd had to leave his beloved Lachlan behind at Circle Tower. He looked at the cat, confused. All of its markings were identical to Lachlan's, down to a tiny notch in one ear he'd acquired on some midnight escape from the dorms.
"You aren't supposed to be here," Anders observed.
If cats could shrug, Lachlan would have shrugged. He twined around Anders's legs a few more times and presented his chin for a good scratch -- which Anders crouched down to provide. Maybe Lachlan had found his way home against all odds. Maybe this was just a look-alike. Either way, he had some catnip under the counter and no one to give it to.
{OOC: Open shop, post!]