OPEN | well, i don't know where they come from but they sure do come

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Who: Everyone and some adorable, rolly polly, purring kittens.
Where: Ballroom.
When: April 4th.
Rating: PG? It's kittens, how bad can it get.
Summary: As advertised, Anders wished for some kittens, now there are kittens, please adopt a kitten, kittens everywhere.

The Story:

<sub>[In the ballroom with plenty of space for them to romp around, Anders and Alistair set the kittens loose.

When he'd been thinking about them, Anders had had a particular image in his mind: a bunch of kittens sitting in a padded wicker basket like something out of a graphic illustration or inspired by a toilet paper brand. Who wouldn't find that adorable? That's exactly what he'd gotten, and exactly what they load the kittens up in to move them downstairs. Once the basket is deposited in the center of the room, some stay napping in its cushioned confines, others tumble out to explore.

Anders takes the time to bring up food, water, and litter. After some internal debating, he scatters some cat toys around the room, too. Welcome to Wonderland's one and only kitty daycare, for a limited time only!]

(OOC: Don't worry about threading with Anders or Alistair if you want to join in just for kittens. Consider this a mingle log where you can make your own posts, tag around, etc.)</sub>

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<sub>[Anders blinks when her cheeks flush with the delightful hue of a hypothermic corpse, cats momentarily forgotten. What's happening right now? Did he make her angry? Is she like a mood ring that changes colors?

Only after a few beats does he realize she might be embarrassed.]</sub>

Well, you look emerald to me.

_{[He's still unsure if that's the correct sort of compliment one makes to a sentient stone, but to be fair, Peridot is his first one.]}

Peridot. That has a nice ring to it. I'm Anders. An Anders, but certainly the best one I know.

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[HAHAHAHAHAHA... yep. she's embarrassed.] Emeralds are... darker. But thank you.

[what the clodding clod is this?? compliments??? proof of her worth???

the kitten has made its way into her hair and pokes its head out, probably curious to why Peridot keeps chuckling awkwardly.] I haven't met any other Anderses, so I can only take your word for it.

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_{[Oh, bless Wonderland for making these encounters possible.]}

And I haven't met a sentient gem, so I suppose that makes us both exemplars of our kind. _{[He reserves a smile for the kitten making a climbing tree out of her.]} That one seems to like you already and cats are excellent judges of character. Already you've got one making a seat of honor out of your head--you're a natural.

_{[See? Squishy mammals aren't so scary now, are they?]}

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Hhuh. [she looks up and is greeted to the kitten patting her visor above her gem and meowing plaintively. want the shiny, green lady. want it.

it found her vital weak point. oh no.] ...Hngh. [she plucks it out of her hair with a panicked expression.] Well, I can't leave it here, now that it's probably capable of tracking me wherever I go. I have to keep it where I can see it.

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_{[This looks like true love between rock and cat if he's ever seen it.]}

I think it's saying it agrees.

_{[Or it needs to pee, or it's just poking at her for the sake of poking at her. Either/or. He doesn't bother letting her know that kittens probably aren't so nefarious as to be able to hunt her down like homing pigeons.]}

Good idea. Best not to fight the bonding process or you'll hurt its feelings. Since you haven't cared for one before, I could show you the basics if you like. For the most part they take care of themselves so long as they're fed and watered.

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... I think I can figure it out. I understand the basic functions of organic lifeforms, even if they're inconvenient and disgusting.

[or not and Dipper will have to help her, but for the most part she's only accepting this animal into her life because otherwise it might murder her in her sleep. she looks down at the adorable-yet-potentially-deadly creature in her arms and gives it a warning look.] Let's go, clod.

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_{[Strangely enough that... doesn't inspire Anders with a whole lot of confidence.]}

Disgusting? Really? That's what you see when you look at these kittens?

_{[Is Anders sending this poor creature off to live a life of neglect and abuse? Suddenly he's not so sure. This is starting to look more and more like a questionable idea on both of their parts.]}

Could you... I don't know, uh. Maybe not call it "clod"?

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[she glances down. the kitten looks back at her. some of her resolve breaks.] ...Well, no. It is a... aesthetically pleasing tiny apex predator.

[the kitten mews appreciatively at the compliment, which only makes her fluster more. now she really doesn't want to give it back.]

And I meant, uh... Claude. [she's pretty sure she heard that name on Camp Pining Hearts.] It's Canadian.

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<sub>[Apex predator? Uh...

But maybe... let's not say anything about that. She looks like she's starting to reconsider calling felines repulsive and he doesn't want to ruin the moment. The clash of inorganic vs. organic is still on the weird side--the extremely weird, vaguely concerning side--but her hesitation is... a good sign? Probably?

Who really knows, Anders sure doesn't.]</sub>

Glad you're warming up to them. You had me worried there for a minute.

_{[Is there a difference between clod and Claude? Because he doesn't hear one.]}

Right... Canadian. _[Squint.] Well, I wish you two all the best. Don't hesitate to ask if you run into, uh, problems.

_{[Like the first time the cat has a bowel movement and someone needs to clean it up.]}