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WHO || Tybalt and Amrita [closed]
WHAT || Tybalt is lurking around incognito and runs into one of his new ~~enemies~~ allies
WHERE || The Library
WHEN || Sometime before their respective missions

Even in the relative safety of the castle, it wasn't often that Tybalt wandered around as his feline self. He did spend a lot of his 'alone' time curled up on one of the many surfaces in his room, but outside of there, he tended to keep to his human form. Today was a different kind of occasion. He was padding through the halls, making his way to the library and hoping no one had shut the doors too tight or he'd never make it through.

He wasn't particularly good with conversations that didn't lead to conflict. More often than not, anything he said ended up coming out offensive or a jibe, even when he didn't mean for it to. So when he found out Amrita was heading out for a mission, he just wasn't sure how to go about seeing her before she left without starting a fight or worse, letting on that he might actually be worried about her.

When he paused outside the library, his ears flicked forward as he listened for any sound coming from the area. It would be almost too easy if she really was in there, but he was putting his bet on it. He swiped his paw at the crack between the doors a few times, butting his head against it to push it open enough for him to slip between the cracks.

Time to see if he was any good at gambling after all.

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Amrita had been spending rather a lot of her time in the library, because she felt that what she could contribute to the knights was her mind and her knowledge and so she strove continuously to expand both.

Besides, it was quite a treat for her to have access to resources like what could be found in the castle.

This particular night she had perhaps overdone it a little, and was currently slumped over a reading desk, fast asleep.

Edited 2013-04-26 03:11 (UTC)

Tybalt hopped up onto the desk she was sleeping on (jump 6) watching her sleep a moment. She seemed much more amiable when she was sleeping. That scowl he had a habit of bringing to her face absent, while she slept. He curled his tail around his legs and yawned, tucking his legs under himself. He closed his eyes, curling in on himself a bit. If she saw his eyes he would be something of a dead giveaway, assuming she was any bit observant (Disguise 0). It was a risk he was willing to take, however.

Amrita didn't stir when the cat jumped up on the desk (listen 7), but it didn't take long before she woke up.

As she lifted her head, blinking sleep from her eyes as her brain caught up with the fact that the slimy fellow who had been trying to sell her neon coloured eels had in fact been just a dream, she still somehow managed to miss the fact that she had company (spot 3).

Right up until the point when she slid her hand over the desk and touched fur.

The shriek that left her was far from dignified, but at least now she was very much awake.

Tybalt's ears flicked back at her shriek, eyes still closed, but he didn't budge from the spot where he had made himself comfortable. He did give a long, wide yawn when her hand bumped into his chest, but overall he seemed remarkably unfazed by all her noise.

Rubbing a paw over his face a few times, he shifted and rested his chin on the table, waiting to see what she would do. He couldn't watch her now that she was awake. He did not yet feel like risking her realizing that it was him. Better she just assumed he was a castle cat.

Well, that had certainly been an embarrassing loss of decorum. Then again she was fairly certain that the only one who'd heard her was the cat.

"Sorry about that. Can't have been much fun for your ears."

She hesitantly reached out to tentatively stroke the feline's head.

"Hello there."

Tybalt leaned his head into Amrita's hand with a flick of his tail. He might have been a proud cat, but even he could not deny it tended to feel good to have someone pet him. It didn't happen often in the castle, as he tended to hide away somewhere up high and out of sight when he decided to wander as a cat.

After a moment's hesitation he gave a slight purr. Amrita had no way of really knowing it was him, so he kept a much looser hold on his pride than he usually did in their interactions.

That was the point behind this, after all. He had too much pride to go and see her before she left. That and he did not want to fight with her before her mission.

She laughed a little and moved her fingers to carefully scratch under Tybalt's chin, propping her head up with her free hand and looking at him with the smile still lingering on her lips.

"That's what you call a purr? Quite the reserved one, aren't you?"

It was so much easier to stay in her zen space when dealing with animals. They were never frustrating in the same way people could be, even when they were being ridiculously difficult to handle.

He flicked an ear and tilted his head up with a louder purr, flicking his tail against the table. He couldn't see the smile just yet, still a little paranoid about keeping his eyes shut. But he was enjoying her talking to him in a tone that wasn't holding an undertone of frustration and irritation.

"You know, that was almost as if you could understand me, which in a place like this is a little bit weird."

But was really hard to feel threatened by a cat, and especially since this castle must be one of the safest places in the world, surely?

"You know something? I have lived in England for something like twenty years, and I come from the other side of the veil... and all of this is still absolutely astonishing. I feel like I've been living in some sort of weird bubble or something."

She sighed a little and moved her hand once more to stroke the soft fur on Tybalt's back. She wasn't entirely sure where all these words were coming from. Perhaps she just missed her father, who was the one she usually talked to about pretty much everything.

"And I'm supposed to be intelligent, you know?"

Ty stretched out a little more on the desk and peeked his good eye open at her, his paw going to her other hand a few times. It was a risky move but he didn't really care. This was a side of her he didn't get to see, normally. It was probably a moral side-step, but it wasn't as if he actually lied to her, right? He would have to have spoken for it to be a lie.