diastereomer | a c t i o n ][cursed][ 006

[ Whether Yusuf was quite so protective of Rhada before ~~this dream~~ coming to The City, is debatable. Rhada is quite the intelligent feline, and it doesn't take much more than one trip around the hot, arid streets of Mombasa to find that hand-outs are not common. This might very well be where Yusuf's stray problem stems from.

The point stands: topside, Rhada is smart enough to know not to stray from the Pharmacy's old window ledges and familiar splotches of sunlight. Here, however...

Here, nothing is as it should be. People change with the date and curses hit like 24-hour bugs that the citizens can't sweat out. Whether Yusuf is more afraid of the curses (and how they make people think crazy thoughts, want to do crazy things) or someone finding a well behaved tabby ("stray" is a word that no longer applies to Rhada in Yusuf's mind) and keeping her, is also debatable-- a debate that Yusuf doesn't much want to have, but still.

Which is why the sight of the slightly ajar front door-- just enough for a little fat cat to squeeze through-- has Yusuf's stomach dropping to his toes. ]

No. No-- no! No!

[ Cats and curiosity have a rather volatile history between them, and the temptation of a door left slightly open is invitation enough. Never let it be said that pets don't emulate their owners. ]

No! No, this is not good!

[ Neither is running out of the flat to find Rhada without first turning the stove off but, well, it slipped his mind. ]

[ ooc: Yusuf is out looking for his cat while Arthur & Eames' apartment is filling with smoke. Someone on floor 9 of building 11 should call the fire department! Someone should call Yusuf! Someone should also get a fainting couch because Yusuf is going to need it when he finds out what he's just done... ]

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And trees? Would she climb them?

There are not... many trees in Mombasa, but she climbs shelves with enough frequency that she would most likely not have a problem climbing a tree if the fancy struck her.

I'll remember to look up, then.

It could not hurt. [ Yusuf agrees, and if the device is picking up more background noise (the sound of the door opening, the whoosh of the inside air rushing out to meet the outside air) it's because he's moved outside. ] I am commencing the search outside the front of the building as we speak.

How did she get out?

The front door must not have latched and I happened to notice it was open.

When she's found, you ought to get her a bell.

[ooc: What's the plan for finding her? Or is Saya okay to catch the fat kitty?]

She honestly hates her collar though, and I am rather bad at forcing her to wear it. [ Although... after this... ]

[ooc: Saya can catch her if she likes! We're just keeping Yusuf out of the flat long enough for it to catch fire, so maybe have him head your way in a little?]

You could put a GPS tracker under her skin.

[ Looking down at the device, Yusuf isn't quite sure how to not sound appalled. ]

Perhaps I should address the front door problem before anything...?

[It doesn't hurt them! She knows, she put one in her brother...]

If you...

[SILENCE]

[ Intellectually, he knows that. But...... his kitty :(

Busy finding nothing on the side of the building, Yusuf glances down at the device again. It turns itself on all the time, who's to say it won't turn itself off? That doesn't seem to be the case though, since the little green light is still on. ]

Miss Saya?

[There's silence for another few moments, and then....

Mrow?]

[ You now have our undivided attention. ]

Did you find her?

She's in my coat. Would you like to meet us?

[Mrow.]

Yes. Yes! I am headed your way right n-- actually, which direction are you coming from. I will meet you halfway.

I'm coming from the south on Tenth.

Alright, [ Orienting himself, Yusuf starts off in that direction. ] Headed your way as we speak.

[In about fifteen minutes, Saya spots him. Rhada is completely in her coat, her head just popping out as she looks around]

[ Relief is like a heavy coat falling off of his shoulders when Yusuf spies the cat cradled in Saya's coat. He rushes toward her. ]

You are, very possibly, my favorite person in the entire City right now.

[Rhada mrows when she sees Yusuf and Saya removes her, offering her over]

My sister likes cats. She would have wanted me to help.

Thank you so much, again. You have no idea how worried I was. [ Gratefully, Yusuf scoops the pliant feline up in his arms. Rhada, more or less used to this kind of hand off (when she's taking up too much couch space or deliberately lying all over important papers), does little more than wiggle herself into a more comfortable position in Yusuf's arms. ]

Your sister, she was the one who appreciates Aishwarya Rai?

Yes.

[Saya seems a little pleased. She scratches the top of Rhada's head with one ringed finger]

I supposed you would get along.

[ Rhada's paw reaches out, as if to return the motion. ]

At the very least, she seems to be a good conversation starter for you.

I'm not very good with conversations.

[This may or may not be a lie.]

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