http://erasemeplz.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] erasemeplz.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2010-04-16 04:52 am

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WHO: Yoite & Open to the people in Awesome Base
WHERE: Awesome Base ~
WHEN: Late Thursday night/Early Friday Morning.
WARNINGS: N/A.
SUMMARY: Kittens and Yoite. Enough said.
FORMAT: Whatever goes.

[Kittens were not his favorite animals. Even if his name was the name of a cat Yukimi had once found. They were kind of cute though. Sort of.

Not as cute as dogs, but still. He could get used to them.

The teen was sitting crouched by one of the tiny things, looking at it as it looked back, and then he pulled one glove off, reaching down to pet it with one hand that was turning black from deterioration. Yoite couldn't even help it when he smiled a bit as the cat started purring softly. Of course the ninja was being careful though, listening in case someone would come by. He would be quick to hide then, but it was pretty late, so he was pretty sure the others were sleeping.]

[identity profile] lyingbrat.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Lyra had woken up for some reason, prying herself and her daemon from their dream, and decided to go down to the kitchen to get some milk. Pantalaimon trailed behind her, his senses enhancing her own as she walked down the hallway.]

[identity profile] godisachild.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Pokey had been living in Awesome Base for the last few days. It was actually nice; during his time traveling exploits, it had been awhile since he'd slept in anything other than the Time Distorter. Not that he was doing much sleeping at the moment; he'd come to find he was a night owl.

Still, he was thirsty, and he headed downstairs to get a drink. And was surprised by the kid he hadn't met before sitting at the table, playing with a kitten. He wasn't afraid, really; he'd actually done fairly well with kids in this universe. He hadn't met this one before though.

Clearing his throat a little, he asked in what he hoped was a conversational tone, "Hey kid. You a friend of some of the others here?"

/derps on in

[identity profile] soonillbe.livejournal.com 2010-04-16 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Ness stumbles toward the kitchen, clad in striped pajamas, with the intention of getting himself a glass of milk.

In his half-awake state, he's not likely to notice anything unless it makes a noise.]