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The current influx of, ah, individuals- while not necessarily unusual, is still considered a deviation from status quo, yes? 

[ Muttering about time and the coinciding of the start of the month with this sudden influx-- there is a pause as he considers whether he really wants to make this a public announcement or if he wants to wander The City by himself.

Why not make use of the hundreds of eyes at his disposal? ]

I assume that everyone has their hands full, so I will make this brief. If anyone happens to spy a chubby grey tabby with yellow eyes, or an all white cat with green eyes, would you please contact me?

Much appreciated.



[ ooc: anything goes! Yusuf is cool to just talk about cats tbh ]

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[signatures]

You've concocted a vial of something that will heal my leg much more quickly?

[ Eames calls from the kitchen, using his brand new cane to hobble himself out to see Yusuf, brow raising. Pancake is tangled up between his bare feet, though both his attention and the dog's are quickly swept up with the feline in Yusuf's arms. ]

Rhada would manage to inject herself down here just to be fed.

[ Surprise = 0. ]

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No, suffering is part of the learning process.

[ Shutting the door behind him, Yusuf readjusts his hold on Rhada- not quite knowing how she will react to the scritch-scratch clattering of Pancake's nails on the floor or his presence at all, for that matter. The look Yusuf gives Eames is one of insurmountable pride, like Rhada has accomplished some great feat in finding him down here.

He hasn't had a chance to think on whether her presence is a good or a bad thing- or, if it will be continued past this weekend. ]

Does she look thinner to you?

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[ IS THAT A- actually what is that...? ]

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It'd have been nice to receive a memo about that.

[ Still, the important thing here is that Yusuf has found Rhada, and a happy Yusuf makes a pleased Eames. It's nothing to thumb his nose about. ]

Are you really asking me if your obese cat looks less obese?

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Welcome to life princess. [ Except, the way Yusuf says it makes 'princess' sound a lot more like 'butthead'. Yusuf has brothers he doesn't treat this badly-- then again, Yusuf's brothers have never woken up in his bed to their hairy legs being kneaded by kitten paws.

Trade offs. ]

Short haired cats always look larger than they are. [ Which is not putting a number on her pound for pound. Adjusting his hold on her when Pancake takes an interested step forward (Rhada's eyes going saucer -wide) Yusuf adds, ] She feels lighter.

[ Numbers? What are numbers? ]

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[ There are times when Eames may or may not be jealous of Yusuf's kin, if he knew the comparison. Still, he supposes he's enough used to it by now that it's hardly a measure of issue either way. ]

I thought that was long-haired? [ he counters, nudging Pancake back to sit on his feet with his cane. Should have went ahead and bought the baby grate for the dog the first time he'd thought he'd need it. ]

Maybe she only feels that way because it's been some time since you last held her.

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Let us not argue semantics. [ Yusuf concludes, leaving a wide enough range between the puppy eagerly eyeing the cat in his arms (Rhada keeping a diligent eye on Pancake and forcing her claws further into Yusuf's shirt when he gets too close) and himself. ]

Or, it could be that she needs the tuna in the cupboard.

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Yeah, yeah.

[ It's not like Eames is going to keep Yusuf from feeding his cat, even if the cans of tuna are his own. ] Let me put the mutt away, then. [ He doesn't want to risk it, anyhow, craning down with a bit of a grunt for the pang in his leg as he collects Pancake under one arm, hobbling to his bedroom to dump him on the bed, closing the door behind him before rejoining Yusuf in the kitchen. ]

Where did you find her?

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[ There's a gentleman. Rhada will surely thank you later- even if it is only in forgiving you for housing something that rivals her cuteness. (Yusuf's words, not hers- of course.)

By the time Eames hobbles his way into the kitchen, Yusuf has already opened the can and put it on a plate on the counter. It doesn't occur to him until Eames leans his weight on the counter than perhaps letting Rhada eat on the counter is taking his squatters rights a little too far. ] It was strangest thing. I made that post to the network, not thinking anyone would really respond- and there she was, not a few minutes later.

Should I..? [ Yusuf mimes putting the plate on the floor. ]

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[ Eames only waves a hand; Yusuf can keep her up there just fine, he's hardly offended by a cat eating on a countertop. He's shared his own food with Rhada before, anyhow, during moments when Yusuf was far too caught up with his experiments to feed them - so perhaps Eames is just a culprit to the cat's roundness as Yusuf's affection. ]

Perhaps she's peculiarly good timing.

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[ Running a hand lightly down her spine, Rhads's trilling mrrrk? the only evidence that she can comprehend a world outside of her face in the tuna, Yusuf looks to Eames. He wouldn't say he's worried, per say, but he's got a hand on Rhada like he's not about to entertain thoughts of her disappearing again. ]

She does have an unparalleled sense of who around her is most likely to feed her. Though I am... concerned that her presence may be temporary.

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I don't want to say it's not plausible.

[ Considering that would be a lie to Eames' best judgement, considering these weekends - but he's not seen an animal come along, neither, before this. He uses his cane to drag over one of the chairs by the leg, easing himself down, eye level now with Rhada and, consequently, Yusuf's elbow with the way Eames naturally slouches to the point of hunching. ]

Never know, though.

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[ A cat? A rat? A mat? Looks like... a toy. No one can replace Pancake as top animal in the Inderption household! New house, new rules, cat-rat-mat-toy-thing. ]

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[ The couch - for lack of papasan - is mine. ]

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