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[ 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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[ Obviously Rhada has not been loving you enough. She'll have to shed all over your suit when she's found. ]

I suppose... but If she is roaming the streets right now I do not want to spend time running back and forth.

Somehow, I will avoid the temptation.

[ That's assuming there's a suit left to shed upon B((((((( ]

Look, just...stay where you are - or go get fish or catnip or whatever and stand there with it.

I'll canvas everywhere else. Get Eames and Ariadne on it too.

[ There should be at least one... unless Arthur left buck ass naked this morning. In which case... Yusuf needs to resort to a stronger brew in the mornings because he totally missed that. ]

Miss Saya is heading over here now. We will look around the immediate area and hopefully Rhada will have had the sense to not go far.

Where should I tell them to cover so you three are not overlapping?

[ Thankfully it is not one of Those days for Arthur - though uh it probably will be once everyone returns to the apartment...

Ahem. ]

Buildings 1-4 for Eames, I'll take 5-8. Ariadne should check the area near 9-12.

Meet back after or before that if she comes back sooner.

[ Rhada will sense that clothes without hair have suddenly become infinitely more valuable.

Get ready for all the loving, Arfur. ]

Yes. Good. [ This is, after all, what Arthur is good at. Yusuf feels marginally better knowing there is some sort of plan coming together. ]

If you find her, ring me, yes?

[ SCREAM. And suddenly Arfur has an entirely new meaning (tears)...well kind of.

Anyway, he will not rebuff the cat. It's a pet. In the end, they always win...

As to calling Yusuf if the feline in question is found, he replies: ]

Obviously.

[ Pause. ]

How'd she get out in the first place?

Whoever was last out the front door must not have closed it entirely. It was open just enough to let her squeeze through.

[ When you've lived with cats long enough, you learn to differentiate an accidentally left open door and a door that has been nudged open just enough to allow mischievous felines to go roaming about. ]

Not me. But we'll find her. If she doesn't come back first.

[ It was...probably Eames? Ariadne? Someone who left after him.

Well he's not going to point a finger specifically. Yet.]

Edited 2011-11-12 04:58 (UTC)

It hardly matters who left it open, just that she does not get far.

[ He's sincere in the sentiment, checking around outside and hoping his device will alert him to someone who has found her. ]

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