007 - Meow!

[silentrunning]

Who: Chell and you!
What: Chell had considered herself lucky. She'd never had one of those loss things till now...
When: This morning, niice and early.
Where: She'll be running all over the Castle.
Rating: C for cat. Also G.


[The sun had just peeked through the window when Chell opened her eyes. With a big yawn, she stretched and uncurled from the ball she normally slept in. Mmm. These blankets felt nice. Even after these months, she still wasn't quite used to how nice blankets were... But something felt off this morning. For one, she seemed to be tangled in her blankets...And they were huge. She never remembered there being this much blanket covering her before. Even her head was under them. She never slept with her head covered. What was going on here?

Scrabbling, Chell tried to crawl out from under the blankets, catching her claws on them and toppling completely out of bed. She hit the floor on her feet with a surprised mew-squeak, in the middle of a tangle of blankets. What the heck? Mew? Had that sound just come out of her?

Opening her eyes wide in surprise, she glanced down at her paws.... Paws? She had paws? Oh my god...

Turning her head she looked back over her furry shoulder, at the long fluffy tail twitching behind her. And it was only then the realization hit her. That mew sound HAD come out of her. The Castle.... had seen fit to turn HER into a cat.

Letting out a furious yowl, she leaped to her feet, and tore to the door at top speed. Thank gods she'd left it ajar the night before.

Growling and hissing, she flung herself against the door. It didn't open much, but Chell was much smaller now. With ears back and fur all fluffed up, she darted out the door. She had to find someone who could help her. She had to find a way to get back at the Castle for this.]

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[pianoman]

[When Brook spots the cat bolting toward him at top speed, he leaps back against the wall so as to avoid stepping on it. He likes cats--has one back in his room, actually!--but this one seems to be on a mission. Before it can charge past him, though, he calls out to it.]

In quite a hurry, aren't you?

[silentrunning]

[Ever seen cat paws smoke, Brook? Well nor have I. But the cat stops so fast her claws might've smoked. She knows this skeletal personage. She looks up at him with intelligent grey eyes and rubs around his ankles. She's so glad to see him.]

Mew mew mewwww mew.

[pianoman]

[He has no idea he should know this cat, but he bends down to pet it behind the ears.]

My! You're friendly! Where were you racing off to?

[silentrunning]

[She purrs at him. Hey. She can't exactly tell him who she is... But she *CAN* rub her head against his hand. And look up at him with the big kitty eyes.

And then she gets an idea how to tell him who she is. It's kind of an ingeneous idea actually. She turns around, walks a few steps back the way she'd come, looking back over her shoulder as if fully expecting him to follow her.]

[pianoman]

[He would blink at her in surprise if he had eyelids.

But, being that he doesn't, he stands up straight again, adjusts his top hat, and steps toward her.]

You want me to follow you, do you?

[silentrunning]

[The cat nodded at him. A cat she might be at the moment, but under the fluffy orange fur, she was still Chell. Yes. Yes she wanted him to follow her. Quickly she trotted off toward her room... And when she got there, she looked up at the name plate, though she could no longer read the lettering.]

Meow.

[pianoman]

[It doesn't take Brook more than a moment to figure out the message.]

Ah, miss Chell, is that you? Hm...

[And examining the cat, he notices something.]

...those are your boots, aren't they?

[silentrunning]

[Chell lets out a happy squeakmeow and nods emphatically, and then proceeds to run in circles around Brook for a minute. It's good to be recognized. And he's the first person to have noticed her boots. Now if she only had a way to tell him exactly how confused she was by all this. Ah well. She'd take what she could get.

Running to Brook, she rubs all around his ankles. That's both OMG you understood and thank you thank you thank you all rolled into one.

[pianoman]

[He holds out a hand to her.]

My, have you been cursed? Though there are far worse animals to be transformed into! Yohohoho!

[He'd like to pick her up--he's a fan of animals as it is--but refrains. It's a little different, picking up a cat that was just recently a human being.]

[silentrunning]

[Oh she'd like to be picked up. Seriously. It would be nice to nuzzle him, to be honest. And she'd feel less tiny, on top of that. So standing on her hindfeet, she props her front paws against his leg and looks up at him with biiiig kitty eyes. The universal sign for "Pick me up?"

Hell, if she's gonna be a cat, might as well act like one. Who knew how long the Castle could keep her on this loss.

She wonders if anyone's explained losses to Brook yet. She'd meant to more thoroughly, but then she'd grown an extra set of legs and a tail.]

[pianoman]

[He doesn't know much about losses, though he has read a little in the back journal entries. When Chell stands up against his leg, he picks her up quickly and holds her against his skeleton chest.]

Perhaps you'll be turned back into a human again soon, hm?