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[ninetyninelives]

[hello and welcome to... idk, how did you get here? are you dreaming? maybe.

It's a nice, unremarkable place here-- in the small yard of a small hut in a large forest, with a cat napping next to a birdbath. a round, black, bobtail cat.]

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[spelltrouble]

[ This isn't so strange. I'm a wizard. Dreams like this happen. ]

[ Tarnia recognizes that cat though! But again, this is a dream, so it's not so strange. He kneels down and--- hesitates. WHAT IF CLAWS? ]

[ninetyninelives]

[what if claws. what of claws.]

[look at that round poofiness. it's gotta be worth it.]

[spelltrouble]

[ ...gentle petting ]

[ninetyninelives]

[immediately starts rumbling with sleepy purring, flopping over onto his side]

[spelltrouble]

[ Yes this is very acceptable ]

[ninetyninelives]

[sleepy sleepy purrrrrrrrrs until the petting stops]

[spelltrouble]

[ Just rests his hand lightly on the kitty when it does, enjoying his presence. ]

[ninetyninelives]

[blinks awake slowly, and. freezes.]

[spelltrouble]

Good morning, sleepy head.

[ninetyninelives]

...Tarnist? Tarnia??

[spelltrouble]

Who else? Have you already forgotten what I look like?

[ninetyninelives]

No, I've remembered that.

[spelltrouble]

That was a rhetorical question.

[ninetyninelives]

[suddenly shifts into his human form-- and instead of naked like a cat really should be, he's wearing clothes. so much turquoise so much.]

It's really you.

[spelltrouble]

[ ...frowns. And picks at the turquoise clothing. ]

This is not your colour.

[ninetyninelives]

It's Turquoise. I have to wear it.

[answering absently, reaching to touch Tarnia's hair, Tarnia's face]

[spelltrouble]

You're my cat. You don't have to wear anything.

[ Teasing lightly, allowing Hilario to touch him. ]

What has gotten into you?

[ninetyninelives]

I don't see "Because Tarnia said so" working on Natsuki and Koujaku if I start trying to go naked again.

I missed you.

[spelltrouble]

[ ... he's never heard those names before. Something odd is going on here, this is no normal dream. But he doesn't let his suspicions show on his face. ]

Have you now?

[ninetyninelives]

[doesn't notice anything, leaning forward to bump his foreheard against Tarnia's shoulder]

I'm still missing things. Whenenver I remember something, I miss you even more.

[spelltrouble]

[ Amnesia... Tarnia doesn't comment, there's no need to alarm Hilario. Let him think this is a dream. He just needs to find things out as subtly as possible. ]

I'm flattered? I'd rather you remembered me entirely though.

[ninetyninelives]

I remember bits of time, like every time there was that magic festival, but it's all bits.

[spelltrouble]

That sounds like magic.

[ninetyninelives]

It's different magic than yours. The whole place is magic.

[spelltrouble]

Tell me more.