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Post by rustystarlight on Jun 11, 2007 11:01:12 GMT -5
Rusty curled up. She half-drifting to sleep, but one eye remained open watching the conversation between the four cats by the railroad tracks.
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Post by Arya on Jun 11, 2007 13:00:29 GMT -5
Matamore stood about eight feet away from Grumbuskin, waiting for orders. He watched the Weevil scamper off to wake up the Things. Hense why he was eight feet away. In the mood that Grumbuskin was in, he was sure that they would easily take down the Monniks. But in the mean time he didn't want to be in striking distance.
Rumpleteazer yawned and fell back wards entertaining herself by rolling around in a little ball. Mungojerrie stratched behind his ears with his back leg, then stopped thinking for a momment. "Munk, last time me an' Rumple wherah' 'ere is was on a day off day. An' on that day the put a Doberman 'ere to guard it." He said biting his lip and looking in the air in thought. Rumple snapped up. "Oh yea' bu' it is proballah' dead by now. Right?" She said starting to roll around again. "Yea' proballah'. But jut' in case, we shoul' proballah' get out of 'ere as soon a possible." He said going back to stratching behind his ears. Of course the dog was dead, but niether Rumple, nor Mungo was aware of that fact.
Cassandra looked up at the tom. Why was he stuttering. She looked at Exotica then at Cori, then at Tant. She smiled figuring it out quickly. A queen could tell about this stuff she always said. She smoothly dusted herself up, offering Cori a smile, then she waved good bye to Exotica walking off. She sat down next to Tanto. "Does your brother perchance have a small crush?"
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Jun 11, 2007 13:46:37 GMT -5
Grumbuskin tapped his claws on the railing and began counting slowly in his mind. One... two... three...
Munkus lifted his head in alarm, but he frowned and laid back down. "No... no, Skimble would have told us if there was still a Pollicle here." Skimble was the master of the train station. If any cat would know, it would be him, and if there were a pollicle here, he wouldn't be letting the kittens stay here, at the very least.
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Post by Coricopat~Tantomile on Jun 11, 2007 16:05:33 GMT -5
Tantomile nodded. "He's completely fallen for her, but he thinks that she thinks he doesn't exist. If that made any sense." She watched her brother and smiled. He had it bad for Exotica, and despite her best efforts, Coricopat was stubborn and refused to do so much as stare from a distance. This was a breakthrough, and she hoped Exotica would respond.
Jellylorum lifted her head at her daughter's squeals, but when she saw it was just the Tugger, she tried to sleep again. Her daughter was positively infatuated with the older tom, for some unknown reason. She only hoped that he would let Etcetera down gently. She approached Rumpleteazer, Mungojerrie, and Munkustrap when she heard them discussing the guard Pollicle, Ripper. "There is a guard that one of the foremen brings in from time to time. I smelled him on my way in, but the smell was faint. He must not have been here in a while." Skimble was one of the few cats the large Doberman was afraid of, since he nearly scratched out the Pollicle's eyes when it got too close.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Jun 11, 2007 17:10:34 GMT -5
Munkustrap frowned. "If the smell is faint... wouldn't that mean it's about time for another visit?" The kittens didn't even have their eyes open yet... they would be completely helpless! And he was in no shape to fight off a Pollicle - damn that Macavity! Why did he have to be so injured now, when he had a family he needed to protect?
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Post by Coricopat~Tantomile on Jun 11, 2007 17:16:07 GMT -5
Jellylorum frowned. "I don't believe so. They don't bring him through the station anymore, not after Skimble nearly clawed out its eyes. He told me they keep 'Ripper' locked in the back with the boxcars to guard them against vagrants and anything else that comes along." At least, that's what he had told her. "I'll go check with Skimble to make sure."
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Jun 11, 2007 17:21:20 GMT -5
"That's good," Munkustrap said, closing his eyes again. "Have the pirates returned? We need to tell them not to harm any kittens when they retake the junkyard. It would be horrible if they accidentally killed Deuteronomy."
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Post by Shannon on Jun 11, 2007 19:02:30 GMT -5
Bombalurina had been asleep.
Blinking open her eyes, she asked her mate, "Whatt did I miss?" She spotted Exotica and waved. She then turned to Ariadne and licked her back.
Jemima raced outside, a feather in her hand. "Etcy!" she called, "Loooooook!" She held the blue feather proudly above her head. She had found it while exploring the tracks.
The kitten then noticed Tugger. "Tugger!" she squealed, racing over to the Maine Coon and giving him a huge hug. "Hiiii!"
Mirabelle climbed back onto the ship. She had explored the city the other night, and was now pleasantly full. She had feasted on a bird and pepperoni pizza. She was so glad not to be eating fish.
The young queen noticed how on edge everyone was. "What's going on?" she Grumbuskin, trying to get on his good side.
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Post by Coricopat~Tantomile on Jun 11, 2007 19:04:19 GMT -5
Tantomile turned from her conversation with Cassandra to nod. "I'll tell them for you, Munkustrap." It wasn't like she could do anything else at the moment. 'At least I can move again.'
Scythe ran toward the train station at breakneck speed. Unfortunately, he didn't notice that the doors weren't open and ran face-first into one. "Ow," he mumbled, holding his nose. It paled in comparison to his throbbing ears, though.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Jun 11, 2007 19:10:36 GMT -5
"Exotica and Tugger are here," Munkustrap said. "You slept right through Tugger declaring he wasn't going to flirt with you anymore." He nuzzled Bomba's cheek and purred a little. "I'm glad," he murmured into her ear. "And we're waiting to see what's going to happen with the pirates."
Etcetera pouted as Jemmy came running up too. Sure, the feather was pretty, but what had been just her and Tugger, all alone, was now her and Tugger and stinky-interrupting Pounce and Tumbley and Jemmy and not-all-alone. Grr. And Tugger was soooo close to telling her how much he loved her, too!
Tumble looked over at the thud he heard. He got to his feet and loped off.
Sniffing around the doors, he found one of the pirates holding a sore-looking nose. "Are you all right?" he asked, nudging the doors open. Did he run into the glass?
Were these the cats going to save them?
Grumbuskin turned on Mirabelle with a snarl, but Flattpot snaked an arm around her waist and yanked her aside before he could claw her pretty face. Grumbuskin hissed at her before returning to sharpening his claws on the railing. Four... five... six...
"Captain's upset," Flattpot growled into Mirabelle's ear, stroking her fur lightly. "Stay out of his reach."
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Post by Coricopat~Tantomile on Jun 11, 2007 19:16:33 GMT -5
Scythe looked up at Tumblebrutus and nodded, thinking of what the most eloquent reply would be. "I accidentally overslept and didn't wish to anger either the Captain or your leader with my tardiness. In my haste, I ran into the door." 'And it hurts like a bugger!' He only hoped that he didn't reek of catnip. That would be embarrassing!
Tantomile looked toward the door at the thud. She ran out of the closet and into the station, wondering what caused the noise. She saw Tumble and an unfamiliar cat. "Tumble, is this one of the pirates here to help us?"
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Post by Shannon on Jun 11, 2007 19:18:35 GMT -5
Mirabelle nodded. "Got it." She smiled at Flattpot appreciatively. "But, what is going on?" she asked the tom.
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Post by Munkustrap Etc. on Jun 11, 2007 19:23:07 GMT -5
Tumble offered the pirate a friendly smile and held the door for him. "Well, I don't know about your captain, but Munkustrap is pretty easy-going about things like that, unless you're one of his guardians reporting for duty." He chuckled. "Oh, he used to chew me out something horrible when I overslept!" He nodded to the pirate's nose. "You probably shouldn't let the kittens "heal" you, though. They've developed a habit of bandaging cats up like mummies."
As Tantomile addressed him, Tumble looked up with a nod. "Yes, Tantomile. This is... um..." He turned to the pirate with a sheepish expression. "Um, I'm afraid I forgot your name..."
"We're preparing to leave the ship. They're preparing." Flattpot flexed his claws. "Possibly to attack, possibly to check in with the Jellicles. I don't know which. But the Things are late."
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Post by Shannon on Jun 11, 2007 19:28:55 GMT -5
"Oooh..." That made sense. Grumbuskin wouldn't go anywhere without his Things. Whatever there names were.
Bombalurina chuckled. "Just like Tugger." She began to groom Bella. She was worried about her youngest daughter. She had just been suckling and squeaking, and was not as responsive as her siblings.
Jemima showed her sister the feather. "I found it. It's really, really cool. I'm gonna ask momma if I can wear it. Then I'm gonna ask Bomba or Cassie how to wear it. And I'll look soooo cool!"
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Post by Coricopat~Tantomile on Jun 11, 2007 19:30:14 GMT -5
"I'm Scythe," the blue tom said, touching paws with the black and white queen, who appeared to have been a victim of the kittens Tumblebrutus talked about. "Who might you be?"
Tantomile bit her lip and stared at Scythe. "Tantomile. You must have been one of the pirates my brother was fascinated with earlier." This cat certainly didn't look like he belonged with the pirates. Russian Blues were usually purebreeds owned by rich people. "I have a message from Munkustrap to Grumbuskin. He asks that you spare the kittens when your shipmates attack the Monniks."
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