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WHO: Wildcat & The Catwoman
WHERE: The warehouse jungle paradise place.
WHEN: Saturday
WARNINGS: crazy catpeople
SUMMARY: After Helena was sent home, Tom told Selina that he'd come looking for her if he didn't see her... Well, it's been a week now, and nobody escapes his nose.
FORMAT: Starting with para, then on to Quick, most likely

Tom wasn't kidding when he told Selina that she'd better show up at the bar to check in with him. It was obvious that she was hit hard by Helena's disappearance, even if they were from different universes, and while she probably wanted to be alone. Tom knew better than anyone what being alone for too long could do to a person, though; He was a clear example of how losing a loved one changed someone. So, even though they weren't related, Tom wasn't going to let Selina be alone for too long. She was a good friend and important support to him here.

In hindsight, it was a completely unfounded assumption. She could have just been spending time with Batman or... whoever else she had here, but the fact remained that she hadn't set foot in the bar since they last spoke.

That's why Tom was wandering the streets, crouched on his haunches in panther form, acting more like a were-bloodhound than the predator he took after. His senses were so much better in this form. He could see in the dark, hear low and high frequencies, and could pick up scents from people and instinctively separate them from others. He might not have been the best fighter in the JSA, but he had no competition when it came to finding people, search and rescue.

His hunt finally took him to a warehouse, Selina's scent leading there and still new. There was something strange about this place though, from the other side of the door, he could smell soil, vegetation... All the things that didn't belong in a city like this. He didn't waste any time though, and snuck (unintentionally) inside, surprised to see an entire jungle growing inside the warehouse.

"Selina?" He called out. He could smell other animals here, a feline. He followed Selina's scent into the foliage, tripping over gnarled roots and such. Tom definitely wasn't the most graceful of jungle cats.

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Despite what she'd said to Eddie, Selina hadn't gone hunting for Zatanna. In fact, she'd pretty much gone into isolation. Too much to think about. She wasn't in the mood for other people adding to the noise.

Ramus at least was good company. The upper level of the warehouse wasn't comfortable, but there was a full bathroom and a small kitchen, so it was livable at least. There was even a futon, on which she was currently napping.

Tom knew she was here. She had to be. Her scent was still fresh, so all that was left to do was find her among all this foliage, which, was easier said than done. Every time he thought that he was getting closer to the trail, he end up tripping over another vine and usually landing flat on his face.

It took him a while to realize that he needed to look up, instead of on the ground, and once he'd made his way to the upper level, he found her asleep. It was probably for the best just to let her sleep... Until he saw the leopard stalking towards him. "Good kitty. Nice kitty." He whispered, trying to get the large cat to stop staring at him defensively. "Selina? A little help?"

She was sleeping lighter than usual, and the commotion woke her up. She noticed Ramus first. Odd, he almost never came up there. Not that she blamed him. Jungle versus office and all.

Of course, then she saw they had company. "Tom?"

The leopard must have stalked him up to the office, and didn't seem too happy about the intruder in the room. Tom just... kept his distance and tried not provoke him any. The last thing he wanted to do was beat up Selina's pet.

He was relieved that she woke up though, and hopefully going to prevent any scuffles. "Hi, Selina." He waved, still keeping an eye on the other cat.

Ramus immediately settled down a bit, taking a seat after another moment of pacing. He continued to watch Tom, though, perhaps confused as to why someone was part cat and part not.

Selina shifted to a sitting position. She was fully dressed, at least. Not always the case when someone woke her up. "What's going on?"

~~He'll have to wake her up more often.~~

He relaxed when Ramus seemed to calm down and sit down, thankfully not going to attack him for coming into his territory or disturbing Selina. He... definitely wasn't expecting that. After all, it figured that Catwoman would keep cats, but leopard was... well... It was a big cat.

He leaned back against a wall, crossing his arms over his chest and trying not to look as worried as he was earlier. He was calm... Really!

"You never came by."

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"I figured you could handle things," she replied. Which was a better things to say than she was busy brooding. And her brooding was just as much sulking as Bruce's.

"You were supposed to check in or at least call." Wow, when did he suddenly become all concerned parent? This isn't right, so Selina better get that he's worried about her.

"I said I was going to come find you if you didn't show up."

Come to think of it, she did seem to remember him saying something along those lines. "Been here for a few days. A vacation without leaving the City." There might have been a hint of apology in her voice, but she wasn't really the type to come out and say it, after all.

"Yeah, well..." He didn't want to seem like he was too concerned, since he knew that she wasn't helpless. Selina could obviously take care of herself, but he liked having her around, kind of needed her here, in a way, since she'd been an important support and friend to him here.

He wasn't going to be upset or anything though, since she was obviously okay. "It's a nice place. Have you been here the entire time?"

She would have been touched if she wasn't mired in self-pity at the moment.

Selina t least had the presence of mind to get out of the bed, stretching a bit as she did. She could be a little polite when friends were calling. "Most of it, yeah. It's quiet." She glanced around, at a bit of a loss for a moment. "I can make some tea."

Tom was at least polite enough to look away as she sat up and stretched, kneeling down to pet Ramus for a moment, but jumping back up again when she offered to make tea. "I can do that, Selina. You don't need to get up." He walked over to the kitchen, looking for the necessary materials. "I'm the one who barged in here... I can at least make you some tea."

"Cabinet on the left." She wasn't about to argue with being served.

A pause. She already thought she knew the answer, but asked anyway. "How did you find the place?"

Tom nodded, looking through the cabinet and pulling out the tea after setting aside some water to boil.

He didn't answer for a moment, considering how weird it would be if he'd told her that he knew her scent and could probably find her anywhere in this City if he wanted to. He wasn't stalking her, really, he'd just familiarized himself with her scent, and in this body he could identify and isolate scents among any others.

"I'm the best tracker there is." Despite himself, he actually sounds kind of proud saying that. ~~Catman ain't got nothing on him.~~

"I think an ex of mine would argue that point." Of course, bringing up Logan wasn't really the route to cheering herself up. She reached over and absently patted Ramus, who was now nuzzling her leg. Probably to cheer her up.

Tom just shrugged as he finished making the tea. "I found you pretty easily, didn't I?" He walks over to her, bringing the cup of tea and sitting down, handing her the cup. "I'm sorry I barged in on you like this. I can leave, if you'd prefer."

"Others have done it easier." Which was true enough, but also rather rude. "No, it's fine. Haven't had company for a while."

Ouch. "I wanted to give you your space, and wasn't sure I should be here." He could easily beat Catman or Wolverine in a tracking contest, or so he'd like to think. "So, generic question in this situation that never sounds as sympathetic as it should, but it needs to be asked. How are you feeling? Do you think you'll come back soon?"

"Probably. Just wasn't in the mood to deal with everyone's pity." She'd been through it far too many times before. And this was a loss that cut deeper than most.

She sipped her tea. "And how are you, Tom?"

"I know how that is." And he meant that too, his tone was sincere. He knew how hard it had to be for Selina to lose her daughter here. He could relate to how she wanted to be alone and away from people, because that's what he did for over a year when his mother passed away. That's why he was worried about her, really.

"Oh, you know, nothing new, really." He shrugged. "I've just been working at the bar, mostly, and I've started teaching a class at the dojo." He can't help but laugh a little. "Can you imagine?"

That got a little smile out of her. "Teaching kids to protect themselves isn't exactly the same as fighting. Might save some of their lives." And hey, they were as likely to listen to a werecat guy as anybody.

"I never thought of it that way." Seriously, he hadn't. This makes him feel a lot better about the whole thing. "Really, I just missed Pops' stupid training sessions, and figured that it'd be the next best thing." He pauses for a moment. "Don't tell him I said that, if he ever shows up."

"You don't want him to know you missed them?" Well, she could understand that. But she preferred giving people a hard time. It made her feel a little bit more like herself.

"You know, he pretty much did the same thing for me when I was a teenager."

He scoffs, but it's somehow good-natured, only making it more obvious that he misses the old man. "Of course I don't. He'd never let me hear the end of it." He smiles a little, reminiscently. "He hated how stubborn I was, and thought that I never paid attention to what he was teaching. He even had to bring in another teacher once because he couldn't handle me." Yeah, he might have been a little proud of that.

"Did you ever give him a hard time?"

"Back then, I gave everyone a hard time." She still did, to an extent. "He wasn't willing to take my crap and pushed back just as much as I pushed him. It convinced me he was worth listening to."

And it was the reason she'd had such a crush on him back then. He was one of the first guys she'd met that she could actually respect.