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[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

[Here is a Ryotarou. Ryotarou has a kitten! It is black, with white splotches on its paws and face like it fell in paint. It has very pretty, green eyes, and it is currently laying against Ryotarou's chest and purring heavily; someone missed Ryotarou while he was out of his reality and on the experiment.

Obviously, kittens are awesome for barrier lowering, because Ryotarou is murmuring to himself while watching the stars!]

I suppose it is a bit my fault... isn't it?

Comments

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Alright.

Well, at least your kitten seems glad that you're back.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... At least. [nods in quiet agreement]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

What's his name?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Regulus.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

After a star?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Right. Someone else named him, though...

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Still! It's nice to see culture.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

I suppose so.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I must sound a little odd.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Eh? N-no, not really. I understand what you mean.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Ah, good.

Few people appreciate the stars.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Mm... you should meet Sakurai. He likes them, more than I do, honestly.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I'm sure I'd like him! Did he name your cat?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

He did.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

I always approved of getting friends to name things.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

That's not exactly what happened, but... [small shrug]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Ah, a gift?

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

... Yeah. He was a gift. [looks down to his kitten and hides his small smile; he may not have wanted a cat, but he isn't complaining now that he does]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Ah, that's nice.

[saythistostart.livejournal.com]

Mm. It is.