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[ where's the victim? i don't see them all i see is a giant yaoi ]

... [ don't think he won't. ] Meow meow meow... meow.

[ looking the cat dead in the face, the cat however...

ignores him. ]

. . .

[ Rafayel... are you... a clown..............? ]

Hey, you're the one who said it might work.

[ stop????????? sylus ai said???? ]

Now I can't even face my ancestors...

I was just wondering if you're going to give up that easily.

[ Looking innocent. ]

You could always offer a hand, you know.

[ he's going to try and move sylus' arm for emphasis on the hand part. ]

[ What is he doing to Sylus' arm... ]

I don't have any complaints with the current situation. [ ... ] Well, except your being here.

[ maybe he can scare the cat using sylus' beefy arms, thanks. ]

Just in case you didn't have your eyes open, I was here first. This is my room.

[ HELLO leave this cat alone? He won't let Rafayel shove his arm like that. Don't make him smack you. ]

Then consider your domain conquered.

[ the cat isn't leaving HIM alone???? ]

Oooor, you could leave and take him with you?

[ Pretends to consider this. ]

... Mhm. I'll pass.

[ he's about to open his mouth with a rebuttal, but then the cat stands suddenly. ... it appears it's only switching its position, but it's enough for raf to have released sylus and settle back onto his section of the bed. ]

I wasn't giving you an option?

[ LMAO watches him freeze... This is so funny. Why is he so scared of a kitty cat.

Anyway, having seen this show of non-masculinity, just lifts a brow at Raf like... Okay? What are you going to do about it? ]

[ get your toxic masculinity out of here, sylus

for a moment, he just stares at sylus. there's clear deliberation on his features, but i bijou really don't want them to be wrestling on this bed... so in the end, he opts on just releasing a sizeable exhale before laying back down. ]

Fine, have it your way. [ okay, but why is there suddenly another cat in this room?

hello? ]

[ Sorry, Rafayel. You are not the annoying one in this thread... And as soon as Sylus sees that other cat, he will immediately try to cajole it toward the bed. ]

Here, kitty kitty.

[ SYLUS!!!!! ]

... Did you even listen to a word I've been saying?

[ turning to the cat: ] Don't think the attention you're getting is permanent.

[ Raf is just lucky that animals tend to be wary of Sylus despite his fondness for them because the cat is not bounding over to the bed, but its not leaving either. Deciding... ]

You know, you might be more popular if you warmed up to cute little animals.

[ Just decides Rafayel is unpopular. ]

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You're one to talk.

[ not when sylus' prompting hasn't even got this new cat to move. ]

Besides, I don't especially need to be popular, you know. That just invites more trouble, and I already have my hands full with the paparazzi at home. [ he says this as he lifts the blanket, he drags it across to his side (sorry sylus gets no blanket and no say) as if building up a barrier.

he also hopes the blanket... maybe it scares cats away? who knows? ]

[ Okay. I have never known any cat to hate blankets, so that is not going to deter them. In fact, both cats will follow the blanket. ]

Right. The tragic existence of a famous artist that works according to his own schedule and then makes loads of money.

[ The second cat puts its paws on the bed on Raf's side, peeking at the soft blanket. ]

[ you utilizing your real life knowledge for this is taking me out

but also these cats are going to be the death of him. when they both approach him and his blanket, he stiffens up, his eyes just following them. shoo.... go away. his attention is barely on sylus when he hears that comment... ]

Sounds like you're thinking of someone really specific.

[ why do the cats have to be here now when this is a moment in which he's gradually coming to the realization that this man is from his world?

let him be serious ]

[ Don't worry, he's not too concerned about the serious half of this conversation either. Too preoccupied with the hilarity of this grown man being terrified of two little cats. ]

I wonder who.

[ The second cat hops onto the bed too now, and both cats are crawling over to Rafayel, trying to shove themselves against the blanket and make biscuits. ]

[ he's debating how much crazier he would look now if he leapt out of bed and just ran out the door. ... thankfully, this isn't around mc where he just thirsts for every crumb of attention, and so he does have some pride (lol) he theoretically needs to keep in tact.

so he just stays. suffering. though, he is moving his feet from under the blanket, trying to redirect them and keep them from settling in. ]

Then, who are you supposed to be? Or should I be presumptuous like you and try and guess?

[ Rafayel, I regret to inform you this will just make the cats hunt his feet. ]

Hmmm. Go ahead and guess.

[ Since he offered. ]

[ nOoOoOo

as of right now… rafayel doesn’t know that yet. even if they definitely are looking curious now. instead, he’s more absorbed in being smug as he lifts a brow and gives a slight smile. ]

Then, let me guess… [ staring at him. ] a circus performer? Or maybe you’re like a big bad Mister Hunter—

[ he’s noticing the cats and so he keeps his feet still. ]

[ Laughs. ]

I must come across as a man of many talents if you can be so wrong.

[ lol

The cats continue watching his feet... Waiting... ]

Many talents, master of none… Isn’t that how the saying goes?

[ says as he’s not whispering a couple of no’s and nope’s under his breath as he is waving the cat away.

his finger touching the tips of their ears and him recoiling like he’s touched an open flame. 🔥 ]