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Who: Bolin and Kija
When: May 5th
Where: Cemetery
What: Never fear, for Bolin and Kija are going to do their best to help but probably not succeed.
Rating: As pure as Kija's untouched body.
[ Bolin stares grimly at the site in front of them, trying to wrap his head around just what exactly they're about to do. Both of them, together, sober.
It had all started with a cute young girl. She'd run up to Kija first, incredibly distressed, clutching her bonnet with big tears running down her cheeks. Bolin had come across the pair before she'd even been able to get out a few words, though she didn't seem to mind the interruption, saying that they had to help her find her mistress' cat or else her mother (a maid) would be in grave trouble!
And you couldn't just say no to a request like that.
Luckily the cat was unique, dressed in the cat equivalent of a red gown, with bows in its hair, and they'd manage to track it from one place to the next. Until they'd arrived at the cemetery.
Now, Bolin is frowning. ]
So we're going to snoop around a cemetery... where there's a bunch of dead people buried... [ ??? ] Why would I cat even go in there?! Don't animals have a sixth sense, and know to avoid places like this?
When: May 5th
Where: Cemetery
What: Never fear, for Bolin and Kija are going to do their best to help but probably not succeed.
Rating: As pure as Kija's untouched body.
[ Bolin stares grimly at the site in front of them, trying to wrap his head around just what exactly they're about to do. Both of them, together, sober.
It had all started with a cute young girl. She'd run up to Kija first, incredibly distressed, clutching her bonnet with big tears running down her cheeks. Bolin had come across the pair before she'd even been able to get out a few words, though she didn't seem to mind the interruption, saying that they had to help her find her mistress' cat or else her mother (a maid) would be in grave trouble!
And you couldn't just say no to a request like that.
Luckily the cat was unique, dressed in the cat equivalent of a red gown, with bows in its hair, and they'd manage to track it from one place to the next. Until they'd arrived at the cemetery.
Now, Bolin is frowning. ]
So we're going to snoop around a cemetery... where there's a bunch of dead people buried... [ ??? ] Why would I cat even go in there?! Don't animals have a sixth sense, and know to avoid places like this?