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Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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“Laughing with me, then. Got it.” Summer levered herself up off the floor. “Well, I can take a hint when Cat glares it at me. I’ll just be out of y’all’s way.” She checked in the bag to make sure it was empty, flashed Loki a half-smile, and stepped to the door.

Loki rose, bending first to scoop up Macrowafter.
“Thank you for the gifts.  Cat is definitely appreciative.”

She gave him another half-smile, hand on the doorknob. “You’re welcome. I … I’m sorry I couldn’t make it up to you any better.” A half-shrug went with the half-smile. “Let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’m … ” her gaze turned inward, “I’m always in.”

Loki shook his head, uneasy with the mention of their past encounter.
“I thank you, as does Macrowafter.” 

Another flash of that smile. “Be well, Loki.” And she was out the door.

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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“Just like your papa,” she told him, and put a pile of treats on the floor a foot away. “All standoffish. Must be inherited.” Sighing, she stroked the top of Cat’s head with a fingertip, looking up in time to catch Loki’s expression.

“Are you laughing at me? You are! You’re laughing at me.” She tried — and failed — to imitate Cat’s indignant expression.

Loki’s smile tightened, a dimple appearing in his cheek.  
“No.  I am not.  I am, in truth, glad to see that Cat gives this treatments to others aside from myself.” 

“Laughing with me, then. Got it.” Summer levered herself up off the floor. “Well, I can take a hint when Cat glares it at me. I’ll just be out of y’all’s way.” She checked in the bag to make sure it was empty, flashed Loki a half-smile, and stepped to the door.

Loki rose, bending first to scoop up Macrowafter.
“Thank you for the gifts.  Cat is definitely appreciative.”

She gave him another half-smile, hand on the doorknob. “You’re welcome. I … I’m sorry I couldn’t make it up to you any better.” A half-shrug went with the half-smile. “Let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’m … ” her gaze turned inward, “I’m always in.”

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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“Let’s put it this way: do you want to stop it happening again?” Summer eyed the frayed cat-art with a wry face, and reached once more for the canvas bag. “Here’s where the treats will truly come in handy.” Clippers in one hand, she swiftly swept Cat into her lap and pinioned him there with elbow and knees. “Give paw, Cat. Hold still and this won’t hurt. Watch, Loki … see how if I press gently just here,” she demonstrated, “his claw pops out,” snip, “and then it’s done. Cat has black claws, so you have to be really really careful about how deep you cut, because you won’t be able to see where the blood vessel lies.”

Laying down the clippers, she produced, like magic, yet another item from the bag, this one a pouch of the same treats she bought for her own cats. “Yes, yes, I know you are offended Cat. Here.” She offered the indignant kitten a tuna-flavoured crunchy treat.

Cat had protested volubly as Summer had clipped his claws, and now he gave the treat—and Summer—an offended look, refusing to accept it right away.  Loki put a hand to his face, hiding his smile.

“Just like your papa,” she told him, and put a pile of treats on the floor a foot away. “All standoffish. Must be inherited.” Sighing, she stroked the top of Cat’s head with a fingertip, looking up in time to catch Loki’s expression.

“Are you laughing at me? You are! You’re laughing at me.” She tried — and failed — to imitate Cat’s indignant expression.

Loki’s smile tightened, a dimple appearing in his cheek.  
“No.  I am not.  I am, in truth, glad to see that Cat gives this treatments to others aside from myself.” 

“Laughing with me, then. Got it.” Summer levered herself up off the floor. “Well, I can take a hint when Cat glares it at me. I’ll just be out of y’all’s way.” She checked in the bag to make sure it was empty, flashed Loki a half-smile, and stepped to the door.

A Mysterious Package

About a week after Loki is brought home, gravely wounded, a cardboard box appears outside his door. Taped to the top is a greeting card envelope with “Loki” printed on it.

Inside the envelope is 

with the text “Sending hugs and thinking of you!” written on it in silver sharpie. On the back is written “If you ever want me for anything, just call” and a phone number.

Inside the box is The Silmarillion, Unfinished Tales, Guards! Guards!, and Return of the Shadow as well as a small, carefully crafted dreamcatcher, glittering with beads and feathers. A few loose discs in the box are labelled ‘Mythbusters’. A pouch of cat treats, a handful of toy mice, and a few bags of Godiva chocolates fill up the rest of the space.

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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A soft smile curving her mouth, Summer looked down at Cat and shook her finger a tiny bit in his mouth. “You’re a precious boy, Loki’s heart. You guard it well, understand?” she murmured. He just licked her finger and tried to chew on it again. “Yes, yes, popsicle finger.”

“I brought a set of clippers as well, if he tries to claw your furniture.”

Loki pointed down at the bottom of the sofa.  
“I fear that measure may be—ah, what is the saying?  ’Shutting the barn door after the horse has made good his escape’?”
Indeed the furniture was already well scratched and worn by small claws. 

“Let’s put it this way: do you want to stop it happening again?” Summer eyed the frayed cat-art with a wry face, and reached once more for the canvas bag. “Here’s where the treats will truly come in handy.” Clippers in one hand, she swiftly swept Cat into her lap and pinioned him there with elbow and knees. “Give paw, Cat. Hold still and this won’t hurt. Watch, Loki … see how if I press gently just here,” she demonstrated, “his claw pops out,” snip, “and then it’s done. Cat has black claws, so you have to be really really careful about how deep you cut, because you won’t be able to see where the blood vessel lies.”

Laying down the clippers, she produced, like magic, yet another item from the bag, this one a pouch of the same treats she bought for her own cats. “Yes, yes, I know you are offended Cat. Here.” She offered the indignant kitten a tuna-flavoured crunchy treat.

Cat had protested volubly as Summer had clipped his claws, and now he gave the treat—and Summer—an offended look, refusing to accept it right away.  Loki put a hand to his face, hiding his smile.

“Just like your papa,” she told him, and put a pile of treats on the floor a foot away. “All standoffish. Must be inherited.” Sighing, she stroked the top of Cat’s head with a fingertip, looking up in time to catch Loki’s expression.

“Are you laughing at me? You are! You’re laughing at me.” She tried — and failed — to imitate Cat’s indignant expression.

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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Summer nodded to Cat. “He seems pretty happy to me.” She brushed a fingertip over one black ear, causing him to startle. Equally gently she brushed kitten and master with her power.

Cat rolled over and seized her finger in fierce paws, little claws pricking her skin as he tried to drag her finger to his mouth—a little mewling growl rumbling his whole self all the while.

Loki was sitting with a faint smile upon his face—but Summer’s power met with a blank wall, a facade of nothingness.

A soft smile curving her mouth, Summer looked down at Cat and shook her finger a tiny bit in his mouth. “You’re a precious boy, Loki’s heart. You guard it well, understand?” she murmured. He just licked her finger and tried to chew on it again. “Yes, yes, popsicle finger.”

“I brought a set of clippers as well, if he tries to claw your furniture.”

Loki pointed down at the bottom of the sofa.  
“I fear that measure may be—ah, what is the saying?  ’Shutting the barn door after the horse has made good his escape’?”
Indeed the furniture was already well scratched and worn by small claws. 

“Let’s put it this way: do you want to stop it happening again?” Summer eyed the frayed cat-art with a wry face, and reached once more for the canvas bag. “Here’s where the treats will truly come in handy.” Clippers in one hand, she swiftly swept Cat into her lap and pinioned him there with elbow and knees. “Give paw, Cat. Hold still and this won’t hurt. Watch, Loki … see how if I press gently just here,” she demonstrated, “his claw pops out,” snip, “and then it’s done. Cat has black claws, so you have to be really really careful about how deep you cut, because you won’t be able to see where the blood vessel lies.”

Laying down the clippers, she produced, like magic, yet another item from the bag, this one a pouch of the same treats she bought for her own cats. “Yes, yes, I know you are offended Cat. Here.” She offered the indignant kitten a tuna-flavoured crunchy treat.

i-am-the-firechild replied to your post*blushes* Oops? Sorry. You REALLY take after your parents in looks …

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And is this a good thing? Are you courting me, Summer?

*laughs a little* About as much as you’re flirting with me, hon. You’re a sweet, lovely fellow. *waggles eyebrows* Do you want to be courted?

It depends Miss Summer, because were I to be wooed by you, it would only last the week. This is only temporary.

You don’t think I could love you whatever form you took? *amused, adult smile* Maybe I’m more interested in seeing you … explore that new body you’ve got there.

I…uh, ahem, well I don’t know Miss Summer. I think it would be a bit…hmm…awkward having a relationship with a horse…

Summer, I would advise you to tread lightly with my son.

*salutes* Yessir. I won’t break his heart.

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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“Is that the way to Loki’s heart, then?” Summer asked, clearly amused. “Spoil his kitten?” Picking up the catnip mouse, she waved it over Macrowafter’s head, then tossed it across the room. “Good thing I brought many things to spoil the kitty with.”

“Hmm,” Loki said, sounding amused.  ”You misunderstand—it is not my heart you must win, it is Cat’s.  This is, after all, his house.” 

Summer nodded to Cat. “He seems pretty happy to me.” She brushed a fingertip over one black ear, causing him to startle. Equally gently she brushed kitten and master with her power.

Cat rolled over and seized her finger in fierce paws, little claws pricking her skin as he tried to drag her finger to his mouth—a little mewling growl rumbling his whole self all the while.

Loki was sitting with a faint smile upon his face—but Summer’s power met with a blank wall, a facade of nothingness.

A soft smile curving her mouth, Summer looked down at Cat and shook her finger a tiny bit in his mouth. “You’re a precious boy, Loki’s heart. You guard it well, understand?” she murmured. He just licked her finger and tried to chew on it again. “Yes, yes, popsicle finger.”

“I brought a set of clippers as well, if he tries to claw your furniture.”

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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“Well, that one is compressed catnip. He can’t get blissed out on that. He might de-tail the others, though.” She gestured at the more brightly coloured ones scattered about. “And yourself? Do you approve?”

Loki kept his eyes on Cat.

“How can I help but approve when Macrowafter so clearly is enjoying himself?” 

“Is that the way to Loki’s heart, then?” Summer asked, clearly amused. “Spoil his kitten?” Picking up the catnip mouse, she waved it over Macrowafter’s head, then tossed it across the room. “Good thing I brought many things to spoil the kitty with.”

“Hmm,” Loki said, sounding amused.  ”You misunderstand—it is not my heart you must win, it is Cat’s.  This is, after all, his house.” 

Summer nodded to Cat. “He seems pretty happy to me.” She brushed a fingertip over one black ear, causing him to startle. Equally gently she brushed kitten and master with her power.

Feline Bliss | Closed RP

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Summer laughed a little, out of relief as much as anything, and followed the little black kitten. Setting one bag on the floor, she delved into it and emerged with a handful of fuzzy, brightly coloured things — toy mice. The other hand came up with another mouse-shape, but a dark green-brown. This one she held out and waggled at Cat, before spreading them all out on the floor.

The next thing to appear out of the bag was a smallish paper box. “I brought an offering for the master, too. I hope you like chocolate.” She rose, and held out the box with a hopeful smile.

Cat followed the movements of her hands, seemingly mesmerised.  As Summer waggled the dark green mouse, Cat tensed—and then fairly flew forward, attacking with paws and teeth and fierce little feline sounds.  Loki was watching with eyebrows still raised, and accepted the box of chocolates with a rather bemused face.
“…thank you.  Macrowafter seems to approve of your offerings.” 

“Well, that one is compressed catnip. He can’t get blissed out on that. He might de-tail the others, though.” She gestured at the more brightly coloured ones scattered about. “And yourself? Do you approve?”

Loki kept his eyes on Cat.

“How can I help but approve when Macrowafter so clearly is enjoying himself?” 

“Is that the way to Loki’s heart, then?” Summer asked, clearly amused. “Spoil his kitten?” Picking up the catnip mouse, she waved it over Macrowafter’s head, then tossed it across the room. “Good thing I brought many things to spoil the kitty with.”