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by Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
at October 4th, 2006 (08:08 pm)
current location: on da streets yo
current mood: predatory

There is a teeny tiny kitten wandering the streets of London. One street in particular, in fact. A certain wizard has been known to walk down this street, heading towards a certain wizarding home. Hmm. Perhaps this certain wizard will see this poor, lost, hungry little kitty and take her home?

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Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 04:48 am (UTC)

"...What are you doing in here? And a better question, how did you get in?"

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 04:56 am (UTC)
smug little bastard

"You told me the password, remember?" Which is to say, he used an extendible ear spell and listened to him say it earlier, but that's irrelevant. "And besides, I asked you first. What the hell is that? Your new familiar?"

The kitty watches.

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:01 am (UTC)

"No I didn't." John rolls his eyes. "It's a cat, genius. I found it."

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:11 am (UTC)
suspicious

"Found...you found it?! Merlin's balls, John, who knows what kind of diseases it has!" Eugh, vermin.

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:17 am (UTC)

"Oh shut up." He offers the kitty. "Want to hooooooold it?" >:D?

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:22 am (UTC)
suspicious

He puts his hands up and backs away, lip curled. "No, thank you. I like being entirely without fleas, thank you."

The cat looks very, very annoyed. Hmm, are there people in here still? Are there? Peeering around.

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:29 am (UTC)

There are, in fact, people in the room. It is a common room.

"Fine. Be that way." Back into his robes goes kitty.

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:38 am (UTC)
worried

The kitty flattens her ears, but goes. Now is Not The Time. But soon, my pretties. Sooon. Moo ha ha...meow. >_>

Quill rolls his eyes. "Don't sulk. Bathe it, and I'll be happy to pet it."

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:42 am (UTC)

lawls

John smirks and heads up the stairs. "Are you coming or what?"

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:44 am (UTC)
glare

Cue instant smirk. "Not yet. Of course." He follows, shooting a narrow-eyed glare at a nearby Gryffindor, just on principle. Not at all so he can laugh inwardly when the poor third year turns white as a sheet, no. Ahh, the joys of having a Reputation.

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:49 am (UTC)

"Stop scaring the children," John tosses back at him, not needing to look over his shoulder. "And stop being lewd."

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:50 am (UTC)

Quill sticks his tongue out at John's back. "Spoilsport."

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:56 am (UTC)

"You're outnumbered, Quill. Will you come up here already?"

He really does keep phrasing things like that on purpose.

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 05:59 am (UTC)

"Quality above quantity, my dear fellow. I'm not particularly worried." He really does talk like a Slytherin, doesn't he? Pompous ass. He does pick up the pace a bit, though! Huffing as he goes. Merlin's balls, the stairs.

Posted by: Johnathan Sheppard (seekernotsnack)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 06:01 am (UTC)

"You should be."

John is waiting at the top of the stairs for him. "You know, you really should be in better shape. For all the exercise you get."

By exercise he obviously means sex.

Posted by: Quillian Roth (aspirantanimagi)
Posted at: October 5th, 2006 06:06 am (UTC)

Quill makes a disgusted face. "Pish tosh. I'm in perfectly good shape. You just live in a bloody bird's nest, is all." One more huff, and he stands up straight to his full five foot six and looks...up at John. "If you'd live on the ground like normal, sane people, there wouldn't be any problems."

Kitty wiggles around, trying to get a better look. Where are we now? :O

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