Prince Jarvan gratefully slips into the palace after being harassed by the citizens about him getting a new cat. He escaped the citizens, but is now at the mercy of the servants. A middle aged woman who had been a palace servant for as long as the prince has been alive approaches him. "Oh my Lord, you didn't say you were getting a new cat! It is absolutely adorable!" She points at the black and white cat on his shoulder.
"No I found it. I think it is a noble's cat, look at the expensive jewels on it." He gently pulls the cat off of his shoulder and shows it to the servant. He hands the cat to her and she cradles it like a baby. "Make fliers of it and post them around the upper-class homes."
"Yes my lord!" She quickly runs off to do her assigned task. Jarvan quickly walks to his chambers in order to avoid any more questions.
Post by Gillam Dunwall on Mar 7, 2013 0:29:42 GMT -5
Gilliam was following the Prince, denying the rumors spawned by the cat as well. When he entered his chambers, Gillam knocked on his door. "Your highness, if I may?" Gillam asked, awaiting clearance for entry into the room.
"No matter the era, I am Demacian, through and through."
Jarvan sits on his reading chair next to his bookcase and stretches his legs out. He groans when he hears a knock but takes it back when he hears Gillam's voice. "Ah yes sir Dunwall, you may enter. I was so concerned about getting away from all these questions that I forgot you were with me!"
He takes off his helmet and places it on the coffee table next to his chair. "Take a seat. Are you thirsty, I can have a servant bring some things if you would like?" He then runs his fingers through his thick black hair.
Emui would wiggle her way free of the servant's hold and quietly pad behind the Prince when he went off away from everyone. She seemed content to stay near him. If she were locked out of his chambers, she would wait for the door to open and dart in before rushing beneath the bed to hide. It was evident she had no interest in being removed from the room for the moment.
Post by Gillam Dunwall on Mar 7, 2013 22:16:12 GMT -5
"Yes, some drinks would be nice..." Gillam examined the cat with interest. She wasn't squirming anymore, and she didn't seem to be riled up or anxious. "Who do you suppose owns this cat?" Gillam asked, knowing he probably wasn't going to receive a good answer.
"No matter the era, I am Demacian, through and through."
Jarvan nods at Gillam and picks up a phone on the table next to his chair. He punches in a few numbers and pauses for a moment. "This is the prince. Yes. An assortment of drinks and snacks. Yes in my quarters. Good day." He hangs up the phone and turns back to his guest.
When Gillam mentions the cat though he turns around abruptly. "How did you get in here?! And no I have no idea who owns this cat." He holds his hand out in her direction. "Come."
The small feline would mew lightly as she stared wide eyed out from beneath the bed. Her paws batted at the sheets that hung from the side of his bed, before she'd suddenly spasm like most cats are known to do and darted away from the bed under another piece of furniture in his room. Her tail flicked about wildly as her playful nature went full force.
After a moment, she'd pounce at something invisible, then darted towards Jarvan as if she were coming to his beckoning hand. Before she got there, she'd suddenly dart another direction before leaping up onto his bed and circling around wildly.
Post by Gillam Dunwall on Mar 11, 2013 22:11:57 GMT -5
"We'll, this cat is certainly energetic.." Gillam chuckled, watching the cat dash around the room. "It seems rather odd that a noble family might leave a cat out in the middle of the city...who knows? Maybe this little fella doesn't belong to anyone at all!"
"No matter the era, I am Demacian, through and through."
Jarvan lets out an exasperated breath as the cat suddenly spasms and tears around his room. He considers what Gillam says for a moment. "Hmm it may not have an owner then. Well this cat is quite friendly for a stray. Aren't feral animals supposed to be hostile towards people?"
Once the cat jumps onto his bed he grunts in mild frustration. "Cat no! You are going to get fur of my bed." Jarvan leaps out of his chair and runs to retrieve the cat.
Emuishere's eyes went wide and her ears folded back awkwardly with a freaked out expression on her feline features. She'd dash off the bed and rush beneath the nearest thing she could hide under.
Post by Gillam Dunwall on Mar 12, 2013 22:12:19 GMT -5
"Oh! Man, this cat is troublesome." Gillam searched for the cat, patting down everything the small animal could hide under. "Gotcha!" Gillam exclaimed, attempting to scoop up the cat. He turned back to Jarvan (whether or not this attempt was successful). "I am not an animal expert, so I'll take your assumption for granted. She probably isn't a stray, now that I think about it."
"No matter the era, I am Demacian, through and through."
Jarvan sets his face into a deep scowl. No one disobeys him, not even a cat! He wipes off the covers of his bead, attempting to remove any stray hairs. "Hmm, maybe it grew up with people around it, but never had a permanent home."
After the prince is satisfied that his bed is now free of cat hairs he faces Gillam and crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Animals are such a pain, no wonder my father never allowed me to have any as a child."
Post by Gillam Dunwall on Mar 13, 2013 22:51:40 GMT -5
"I never grew up around much animals either. I was tempted to get one, but that was right before I got..." The sentence hung in mid air for a few seconds. "...Well, I am sure you know what happened next..." After another uncomfortable silence, Gillam continued. "Maybe it has some sort of tag, or something to identify the let's owner. At least then we'll figure out whether or not its a stray."
"No matter the era, I am Demacian, through and through."
When Gillam had lifted her, she hung in his hold for a moment then turned her head slightly to look at Jarvan. Depending on how she was held, her head may well fall back to look at him upside down, mewing cutely in his direction. Her paws settled on Gillam's arms before kicking her legs up trying to climb onto Gillam's shoulder.
When Gillam finally managed to get a hold of the cat Jarvan took a few steps closer to try and inspect it. There were no visible tags on it, which wasn't a good sign. It was then that there was a soft knock at the chamber doors. "Yes come in." A male servant pushing a cart walks into the chambers. "The snacks you asked for My Lord." Jarvan grins at the haste of the palace servants. "Yes, set it by the chairs in front of my bookshelf." The servant swiftly pushes the cart to its' set destination.
"What news of the cat, are any nobles missing one?" Jarvan approaches the cart. He finds a tray of dried fish and picks one up with a napkin. The servant shakes his head. "No, every noble house that was spoke to said they were not missing a cat." He sighed as it became more clear this cat may in fact have no owner. "Alright, you are excused." He sits back in his chair and picks at the dried fish. "Yes My Lord." The servant promptly leaves the room.
Last Edit: Mar 15, 2013 15:49:51 GMT -5 by Deleted
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