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[The journal turns on with a little crash, revealing... the ceiling. Yes, very exciting.]

Stop knocking things over!

[A small, furry black face saunters over to the journal, sniffing curiously. It meows. And then, turning, flops over right on top of it, covering the camera.]

Hey, cat, get off that, it's not your damn bed.

[A small trill, and the fuzzy thing rolls over, revealing a mildly irritated redhead.]

...What the hell? You actually turned it on? Hey, dreck, the cat's from the Dawn Age.

[His tone is even mildly amused for that one. He brushes the kitten off the journal, picking it up and half-closing it. Before it shuts, he reconsiders, then grabs the pen and scribbles out a note.]

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I need to talk to you.

[There, that's good enough. Back to the whiny, needy little monstrosity who has moved on to making his own water dish into a cat bath. Surprise! Luke brought home a kitten for his very disgruntled original. What a wise decision this was, eh.]

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[And the cat pretty much leaps onto Luke's leg to climb it a little, which makes Luke himself scowl and shake his leg. But nope. Tenacious little bastard indeed.]

He wasn't this damn noisy when I got him! [But whatever, he'll just start putting the food into the bowl and try to ignore the tiny claws digging into his leg.]

[Asch is quiet for a moment, watching the antics of the two and - just for that moment, while Luke has his back turned - allows his amusement to cross his expression. The kitten is annoying, yes, but he's annoying Luke right now.

This is acceptable behaviour.]

...Tsuae.

Huh? Tsuae?

[Luke turns his head to ask that question, one foot on the ground and the other held out to the side, where the kitten stares up at him and meows at him. After that brief look, he manages to get half the can into the bowl and lower it to the floor, where the cat immediately drops to and begins to eat, finally quiet.]

It's Ancient Ispanian. It more or less means sound- noise.

[Fitting, no? Although the kitten is less obnoxious when he's not wailing for food like a greedy banshee.]

Huh...

[Luke squats down by the kitten and watches him eat, though Tsuae doesn't seem to mind. He's not really sure about the name... But eh, it's Asch's cat.]

It sure suits him. [... He can't help it, though.] Can't you call him "Noisy" or something?

Because "Tsuae" doesn't sound stupid.

"Noisy" isn't stupid. It'd sure be a lot more interesting than "Tsuae"! [Seriously, it's pronounced "zeh", that's kind of a boring name Asch.]

[BUT IT MEANS SOMETHING hey don't insult the ancient language of your world, you punk.]

It is stupid! And it's not like you're any good at naming things, so I can't trust you with it!

I - ... [... Yeah, Luke can't argue with that. Even he doesn't trust himself with names.]

Whatever, we'll go with Tsuae. [He brings his attention back to the kitten and... hesitates, but passes his hand along its back.] You like that, Tsuae?

[Well, the kitten's raising its furry butt thanks to Luke's hand stopping at his tail, but otherwise he just keeps eating. ... Luke will just take this as a yes anyway.]

...I don't think he cares. [One of the benefits, he will admit, of cats- besides food they don't seem to care about much of anything.]

... He probably just wants to eat.

[The thought makes him laugh quietly and push himself up to a standing position. Once he's standing, he leans on the counter and continues to watch Tsuae, who... just eats.]

Did you ever have any pets, Asch? [Luke wasn't allowed to have any, but maybe Asch...]

What, in Daath? Don't be stupid. I'd never have had time to take care of it.

[Between the training, and the missions, and the slow and steady manipulation of a madman? Yeah.]

[Well hey, Luke has no idea what being an Oracle soldier is like! He figured they'd have some time to themselves, but...]

Oh... [BUT HE WILL NOT BE DETERRED. Instead, he just grins.] Well, now we'll finally know what it's like! I never had anything like this back at home... [Mieu doesn't count.]

[God, replica, where did you get that optimism from? It sure as hell wasn't your original.]

What about that cheagle child of yours? Not to mention we've had Star living with us for months now.

[Not that Asch considered Star to be much of a pet, either. More of an overly cuddly nuisance who ate too much cabbage.[

Mieu? He's annoying. And Star eats too much.

[Not to mention that Mieu's more like another member of the party rather than a pet, but that's too sentimental even for Luke.]

[Asch scoffs faintly, but doesn't argue. It's the unfortunate truth, really; cheagles are more of a pain in the ass than anything else.

Even if they are good company on a lonely night. Not like he'd tell anyone that. And now there's a kitten for that, too...

...great.]

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