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[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy comes thundering onto the plane in Wild Road form, and promptly skids to a halt and falls over herself before staggering back to her feet.]

Ace?

Marsebref?

Hey! Where'd my Road go?

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[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[Martha is eyeing the very large kitty rather warily, as she likes not being a snack]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Phileas Fogg! [Comes bounding clumsily over.] Why's there plane in my road?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[confused look] Cy? You're a bit bigger than usual.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Pouncing on you, Martha.] My mouse!

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[surprised squeak] Just don't eat me, yeah?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Having a giant kitty tongue cleaning your head, Martha.]

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[laughing] C'mon, now, I'm not that dirty, am I? [Martha has a weakness for kitties, giant or normal-sized]

[lamb_of_gold]

Good. So it wasn't just me.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Grumpy look] Not good. I was running! I want my Road back.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Rumbley purr.] Yummy.

[lamb_of_gold]

And I would like my friend's home back. I meant 'good' in the sense of 'good, I'm not simply going insane.'

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Seven-odd feet of pouting putty tat.]

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[disgruntled look] Not yummy. [but she starts petting Cy anyway]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Reaches up to pat her muzzle] You could always will yourself back and keep running.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Yummy! [She is adamant on this point. And to prove it she keeps licking.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Lost all my steam, Gentlemountain. [Lays her head on top of his.] Besides, there's a party in this place.

[lamb_of_gold]

Well, there's nothing wrong with rest, then. But keep in mind, time is passing at home, even though you are here.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[grimace] There's not nearly enough meat on my bones for you, I'm afraid. And I'm probably all stringy. [more petting]

[clayfireworks.livejournal.com]

The same place everything west of Iwa seems to have gone, un.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Popsicle! [And she starts purring and relaxes her considerable weight against Martha.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Passing? [Headtilt. Nope, she didn't really notice the whole frozen-time-thing.]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Iwa? Bless you, un.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Oof. I didn't know cats liked popsicles.

[lamb_of_gold]

It froze before, but no longer, now.

[clayfireworks.livejournal.com]

Iwa's a town, un. ...Cy? [Stare.] How the hell'd you get so big?