poly_chromatic | eight fallen stars

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darker than black - mao

eight fallen stars

[ action - backdated to yesterday]
[Mao runs through the streets of the City as he is chased by a mob of cats who look like they're high on ecstasy.]

WHY ARE THERE ALSO MEN?!

[Guess who tastes like catnip-flavored ice cream today. GUESS.]

[ action - today ]
[If you happen to be walking by the Welcome Center today, you'll see more cats than you've ever seen in your life swarming and fighting and playing outside it. How cute, you might think.

WRONG. Get a little closer and you'll see that they're all trying to lick up Mao, who is rapidly melting and unable to escape.

What is his life?]

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I ... [ Wha -- ?! Don't ask Li! He seems half-ready to hightail it out of here. But after a moment of flustering, he fishes a kleenex out of his hoodie, then takes Penny's hands, carefully scrubbing the goo off. With a grimace he drops the balled-up tissue into the bucket. ] I-I think -- we should put that bucket in a freezer. So the cat doesn't melt more. [ Can it melt more? He'd rather not find out. ]

[Mao gurgles, and even he's not sure whether it's protest or encouragement. On the one hand, COOOOOOLD! On the other hand, SOLID!]

[She's much calmer now that there isn't cat goo on her hand.]

Good idea. I'll just... right. Freezer. [She doesn't know what the cat said, but obviously melting more would be a bad thing.]

[ Li, on the other hand, completely ignores Mao's gurgles. Politely, he takes the bucket from Penny. ] Let me help. If the bucket's too big to fit in the fridge, there's always the ice box. [ He side-eyes the other cats still hanging around, tails waving and eyes round with greed. ] Um. Maybe we should go...