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[Action if you want to come across him | Starts in Everglade then Kay is walking to his home in Genessia city.]
9 days, 13 hours and 23 minutes ago, Kay told Bodhi Rook that the possibilities of their companions being in the cities were 35%.
9 days, 13 hours and 25 minutes later, Kay realizes how optimistic he had been.
The Rogue One team is gone. Yes, there’s Bodhi Rook and Kay trusts him but he is not Cassian Andor. Just like K-2SO is not Galen Erso. They’re both missing something important. Someone.
The droid is standing in the middle of the street when a wet, furry bundle presses against his ankle and interrupts his train of thoughts. It meows up at Kay pitifully when he glances down. The cat is a sorry thing, a dirty and half-starved white kitten with blue eyes far too big for her head. Kay glances around, looking for a possible owner or the cat’s mommy but his optics meet only houses and fog. Staring back at the cat, he makes the appropriate calculations to determine how long something so small will survive on its own in a place like Everglade.
The odds are not in the cat’s favour.
There’s another mewl and Kay falls into a crouch, one knee touching the ground as fingers reach out to scratch under the cat’s chin.
“There’s a 87% of probability that someone will eat you or step on you before the week ends.” The small feline just purrs back in response, closing her eyes. “Ignoring my warnings already, now that’s familiar…”
A second later, Kay picks up the cat. The kitten is so small that she fits in the palm of his hands with ease. She doesn’t weight a thing and her fur is cold to the touch. The droid moves her closer to his body and the kitten rubs against his chest plates, meowing again.
“I’m going to call you Fest.”
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[Video]
[The video starts with Kay holding a small white kitten with dirty fur in one of his hands, close to his chest to keep her relatively warm.]
I require assistance. Could anyone here point me out where to find proper information about how to bath a cat? She's about a month old, information about their dietary habits would also be welco...ey ey....no...stop...
[The kitten apparently grew bored of staying still and started to climb Kay's chest to reach his neck joint. She purrs loudly once it gets there, making herself comfortable around his neck before Kay can reach and put her down. He decides it's not worth the trouble. The droid sighs in defeat. ]
...organics....
9 days, 13 hours and 23 minutes ago, Kay told Bodhi Rook that the possibilities of their companions being in the cities were 35%.
9 days, 13 hours and 25 minutes later, Kay realizes how optimistic he had been.
The Rogue One team is gone. Yes, there’s Bodhi Rook and Kay trusts him but he is not Cassian Andor. Just like K-2SO is not Galen Erso. They’re both missing something important. Someone.
The droid is standing in the middle of the street when a wet, furry bundle presses against his ankle and interrupts his train of thoughts. It meows up at Kay pitifully when he glances down. The cat is a sorry thing, a dirty and half-starved white kitten with blue eyes far too big for her head. Kay glances around, looking for a possible owner or the cat’s mommy but his optics meet only houses and fog. Staring back at the cat, he makes the appropriate calculations to determine how long something so small will survive on its own in a place like Everglade.
The odds are not in the cat’s favour.
There’s another mewl and Kay falls into a crouch, one knee touching the ground as fingers reach out to scratch under the cat’s chin.
“There’s a 87% of probability that someone will eat you or step on you before the week ends.” The small feline just purrs back in response, closing her eyes. “Ignoring my warnings already, now that’s familiar…”
A second later, Kay picks up the cat. The kitten is so small that she fits in the palm of his hands with ease. She doesn’t weight a thing and her fur is cold to the touch. The droid moves her closer to his body and the kitten rubs against his chest plates, meowing again.
“I’m going to call you Fest.”
[/action]
[Video]
[The video starts with Kay holding a small white kitten with dirty fur in one of his hands, close to his chest to keep her relatively warm.]
I require assistance. Could anyone here point me out where to find proper information about how to bath a cat? She's about a month old, information about their dietary habits would also be welco...ey ey....no...stop...
[The kitten apparently grew bored of staying still and started to climb Kay's chest to reach his neck joint. She purrs loudly once it gets there, making herself comfortable around his neck before Kay can reach and put her down. He decides it's not worth the trouble. The droid sighs in defeat. ]
...organics....