10 November 2011 @ 07:45 pm
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.
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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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[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 01:50 am (UTC)
Unless evolution has suddenly seen fit to grant Rhada opposable thumbs, not to mention two added feet of height, someone left the door open.

[ Yusuf has never had the incentive to learn to control his emotions; his worry bleeds right through his voice and carries across the device, clear as anything. ]

Edited 2011-11-11 01:56 am (UTC)
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 01:59 am (UTC)
Well, don't blame me.

[ Eames lets out a small huff. There's a reason he's not supposed to be out of the complex, but he can't exactly pinpoint it now, perhaps just the nagging feeling is from leaving the door open - and consequent guilt. ]

It's not as though she can use the elevator, either. She must still be on the floor.
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 02:08 am (UTC)
I am not- [ Distantly, Yusuf is reminded of his mother, and he bites his tongue. ]

The hallways are empty as are the elevators. No one in the lobby has seen her either.
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 02:13 am (UTC)
Did you check the balcony?
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 02:20 am (UTC)
Did you leave that door open??

[ The too is implied.... however heavily. ]
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 02:29 am (UTC)
I don't know! I don't believe so. Why are you asking me? There are four people that live in that flat.
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 04:54 am (UTC)
Because you are one of the persons residing in said flat!

[ Yusuf isn't entirely sure if Ariadne and Eames left before or after Arthur stopped by to grab his copy of The Dharma Bums, but that's hardly the point right now. ]
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 05:05 am (UTC)
I don't leave doors open.

[ As a general rule. ]

Did you check the entrances to the vents?
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 05:14 am (UTC)
[ A pause, not to consider if he'd checked the vents but to recall if he'd noticed any of the vents pawed off or out of the way. ]

No, but I do not remember anything being out of place.
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 05:17 am (UTC)
All right. Where does Rhada usually enjoy going off to?
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 05:21 am (UTC)
She hardly ever leaves the Pharmacy and after she found me those months ago, she has not been out of the flat since.

[ Thinking like a cat is difficult, Eames! :( ]

I suppose... possibly some place sunny?
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 11th, 2011 05:23 am (UTC)
Sunny and warm. I'm not sure if she considers the outdoors too cold now, but when I first saw her, she was practically tilling a flowerbed on a sill.

[ Oh, Yusuf, darling. If Rhada really is lost Eames is going to feel all sorts of bad... ]
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 11th, 2011 05:32 am (UTC)
We should have a flowerbed on the balcony. [ Which is more of a muttered groan than anything else, but the device might pick it up...

He heads outside to scan the side of the building. Looking to see if she had somehow navigated herway some place in sight.
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Looking around outside now; I do not see her. Do you suppose someone in the building might have let her into their flat? Surely someone would think she belongs to someone.
eames[personal profile] signatures on November 12th, 2011 12:58 am (UTC)
Well, she does have a habit of pulling off her collar.

But she's too fat to resemble a stray any longer. Did you make any enemies on our floor?
[identity profile] diastereomer.livejournal.com on November 12th, 2011 04:20 am (UTC)
[ He doesn't have anything to say to the first bit because... well, Rhada is very adamant about slipping out of the collar and Yusuf is a push over in that regard. ]

Of course not. You have to be a likable person to run any kind of business.