Cassel Sharpe. (
patheticvillain) wrote2014-01-24 07:13 pm
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Entry tags:
- bag of every cat,
- bitey cat,
- bouquet of cats,
- cassel no,
- cat metaphors,
- cat realities,
- dramatic yet unhelpful,
- goddamnit all these shenanigans,
- he means well really,
- hissy cat,
- lila & the cage,
- mean cat,
- metaphors!!,
- poor life choices tm,
- sharpe is douchebag for troll,
- super accountant strikes again,
- this cat will bite you,
- this is a really bad idea,
- this is the angry cat,
- vesper lynd: badass accountant
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spam } various times 1/24-1/28
[There is a small, slim, and unfamiliar black cat walking the Barge this weekend. A familiar item hangs around his neck: two coins fused together by supernatural strength, hung on a leather thong. With it, the cat seems to pass freely throughout the ship, though he clings to shadows in the hallways.]
[Most often, he can be found in common rooms, curled up on the best chair and watching the goings-on with barely-open yellow eyes. In the gardens, he naps in the flower beds and climbs into the thickest parts of low-growing trees. Here and there he can be found in boxes where he probably isn't supposed to be, seeming to look for small spaces and pressing himself into corners.]
[He also makes his best efforts to trip people, looking incredibly smug with every success.]
spam } vesper
[Don't ask how he got in here. Some things it's better not to question. But he's found Vesper's paperwork, which is suddenly the most fascinating and important thing in the world.]
[Whenever she comes back, he's rolling on his back in the middle of a mess of papers. Which are his now.]
[There is a small, slim, and unfamiliar black cat walking the Barge this weekend. A familiar item hangs around his neck: two coins fused together by supernatural strength, hung on a leather thong. With it, the cat seems to pass freely throughout the ship, though he clings to shadows in the hallways.]
[Most often, he can be found in common rooms, curled up on the best chair and watching the goings-on with barely-open yellow eyes. In the gardens, he naps in the flower beds and climbs into the thickest parts of low-growing trees. Here and there he can be found in boxes where he probably isn't supposed to be, seeming to look for small spaces and pressing himself into corners.]
[He also makes his best efforts to trip people, looking incredibly smug with every success.]
spam } vesper
[Don't ask how he got in here. Some things it's better not to question. But he's found Vesper's paperwork, which is suddenly the most fascinating and important thing in the world.]
[Whenever she comes back, he's rolling on his back in the middle of a mess of papers. Which are his now.]
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Yeah. I did it once before. I mean, it almost got me killed, but I did it.
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Both.
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And it almost got me killed because I pissed some people off beforehand, and one of them tried to use the opportunity of me not looking like me to get people who hated the other guy to kill me, meaning him.
You know. That kind of shit.
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You get into strange shit.