genessia | OO MAMA MIA IT'S REN PAPA PIA (INTRO)

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( after a groggy arrival in what ren could really only describe as a luxury vampire pod and being greeted/lectured at by a hologram that was, decidedly, not princess lea telling him he was her only hope, ren wanders further out into the city before coming to a halt by a magazine stand. he shuffles through what he has in his arms to pull out the phone he was given. an upgrade from his own, for sure, but something he'd trade back for his own in a heartbeat, since that's where his friends are. at least this one seems to function similarly, so he doesn't have any trouble pulling video share up, even if his expression is still dubious. )

Hey. If Snow White back there was telling the truth, I guess I'm not the only one on this thing. Might be the only one to end up in some weird place a second time without realizing how he got there though...

( his attention drifts away a little, distracted, and then comes back. )

Anyway, to any other lottery-I-never-entered winners like me who are seeing this and wanna buddy-up to figure this mess out, I'm currently holding open auditions for a friend in...uh... ( where did that girl say he was again? whatever, he'll just turn the phone around and hope someone recognizes- ) this place.

( please enjoy this small virtual tour of central genessia as ren does a full 360 of his surroundings, then flips his phone back properly in his fingers. )

So yeah. Any takers? ( pause. ) I'm an asset, I swear.

(II) [Action]

( all right, he's...been in a similar sort of situation before, so first things first: know your surroundings. it's probably best to figure things out for himself rather than just blindly trusting what the weiss girl said, so he needs to explore the area. who's an enemy. what you can use. where you can hide. be cool about it though, or you'll draw suspicion, which is good because ren is actually pretty practiced at-

that's a cat cafe.

he stops dead in his tracks, attention laser-focused on the cat-head sign out front before he makes a sharp and unquestioned turn to head right inside.

if there is anyone there, he doesn't spot them immediately, or is simply too captivated by the cat tree in the corner to not make a beeline straight for that and the cat resting peacefully there until ren puts his big uninvited hand on it. )

This is absolutely the best, most trustworthy place there could possibly be in this city, but I guess I can't stick around here forever... ( uh, not that he wants to. he definitely wants to go home. but this is one aspect of this place he's not going to complain about. his thumb strokes delicately between the cat's ears and if he's smiling a little more than he has since he got here, he can't really help that. ) Do you know someone who can help me out?

( he's just being cute. or actually expects an answer because he's been living with a talking cat for the better half of a year before getting dumped here. either way, his attention isn't leaving until he's approached. )

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( for a moment, ren startles. he's caught off guard by the sensation of thoughts that are not his own echoing in his head, but it isn't an unfamiliar one. he's often heard a voice back home that guides him when he's feeling lost, soft and kind. this one is deeper, but it's the same concept, right? maybe that's why he accepts it so easily, instead really questioning why he can hear a cat talking in his head. )

Ah, sorry. You don't meet a lot of talking cats in life, so it can be easy to confuse one for the other.

( he moves the side of his finger to stroke under its chin and down its throat. no reason to stop petting him. ren has found the best way to deal with bizarre situations is to just kind of roll with them. )

Can I ask who you are then, neko-san?

( very polite. )

[Seth leans into his fingers while a soft purr rumble through his small body. He'd probably get annoyed if Ren stops petting him now. This boy is very good at petting cats.]

I am Seth.

[Not that his name means very much.]

And who are you?

( he has had a lot of practice, seth. )

Ren Amamiya.

( seth is an odd name for a cat. he would have gone with something classier, like Kitty Purry. more importantly though, he's wondering if this is a typical thing, because seth certainly seems to stand out from the other furry blobs lying about here. )

Do all the cats here make a habit of using telepathy on their patrons?

It's a pleasure to meet you Ren

[Seth purrs as he begins to lick his paw.]

No. I'm on vacation and, as a cat, this is the best place to relax.

[Free food, attention and places to lay around. It's purrrrfect.]

Haha! It would be, wouldn't it?

( he'd have half a mind to flop over on this tree himself if it meant he got pets all day. but he'll settle for taking one of seth's paws...these beans are asking to be squished. )

As a cat...so you're not a cat all the time?

( figures. )

I'm a cat when I want to be. [Seth likes being a cat.

He curls his claws gently around his fingers as if to shake his hand. He doesn't intend to scratch Ren though the boy will be able to feel the light pressure of Seth's nails.]

Tell me more about you? You talk to cats often?

I'm jealous.

( he would also like to be a cat, not just designed after one.

at having questions turned on him, ren falters in a moment of uncertainty. if seth is in his head, there's not much reason to hide things, but he probably shouldn't go spilling more about morgana than he already has, or the nature of their relationship beyond a boy and his cat. )

Well...more than the typical person, I think. ( how many people know two talking cats?? ) That's probably the most interesting thing about me.

( yes. so no more questions. more importantly: )

Would you be mad if I picked you up, Seth-san?

[Seth wants Ren with sharp pale yellow eyes before running his starchy tongue along the back of his paw. He spends a few seconds grooming himself, not ignoring Ren but leaving his question hanging in the air between them.]

I don't mind being held. [His voice sounds thoughtful.] As long as you support my feet. I don't like dangling. [It's an uncomfortable feeling for anyone who hasn't experienced it.]

I also want to know more about you. You seem to be more than a boy who talks to cats.

( even on the heels of an infinitesimal delay, all ren needs to hear is i don't mind being held before he's scooping seth up from his perch with the most difficult time fighting back his smile. he cradles seth almost baby-like in one arm, careful not to let him dangle just like he said, and happily scratches the batch of fur on his chest, between his front legs. )

What makes you say that?

( think that? whatever. his hand moves up higher, he's practically glowing when he rubs his knuckles along the bushy fur around the cat's throat. )

Soft~~ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

[Seth affectionately presses his head against Ren's chest. His tail happily flicks back and forth while a low purr rumbles through his chest. He closes his eyes and enjoys the relaxing touch of Ren's pets.]

I have met a lot of people.

[His eyes open and he looks up at Ren with those intelligent yellow orbs.]

You see the same things over and over again. Then there are things that you do not see.

( sure can't wait for seth to find out he's snuggling with futaba's coffee-brother public! )

Are you sure? People usually tell me I'm pretty average, haha.

( like, that's his MO. but how can he deny those big kitty eyes??? )

Hm...well, I also have a cat - sort of. I go to school and work a bunch of odd jobs. One time I ate a giant burger that was like, twice the size of my head. The whole thing. I won a pin for it.

( nobody wants to know you ate a giant burger, ren.

he curls seth a little closer and scritches between his ears, under his chin, then reaches for one of his paws so he can squeeze those beans gently. )

I think you're pretty interesting too, Seth-san. Talking cats usually only show up when there's a protagonist in the vicinity that needs guiding.

( we're getting meta now. )

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<- Imagine a smaller kitty

i'm imagining and he's adorable

HE IS

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