Small Creature, Big Town

[Madmogsue]

[ModNote: Continued from A Foul Deed.]

*As she approached the lights of the town, she had a feeling of De Javu. Her eyes told her they had been here, and seen this all before, yet her head could not agree. The very path beneath her feet told her a story, but which she could not recall. horribly frustrated, she plonked herself down by the edge of the path.she was starting to get colder as midnight approached. she shivvered as she huddled to a tree.*

"ku~po..."

"kupo? what's that mean? why did i say it?"

*another question unanswered by her battered head.*

*she wanted to start crying again, so frustrated by all the answers she wanted to know. silently the tears started to roll. lost in her own little solitude of unaswered questions, occassionally stopped with a hiccup.*

*she was startled by a noise, she bit her lip and held her breath... someone was coming.*

[Young Grimwold]

*In the Knightmare realm, there is often a fine line between a someone approaching and a something approaching. There is a thud from a nearby wall, and then footsteps, drawing closer. They are quiet, almost silent, but by no means human...*

[Madmogsue]

*The strange noise was growing ever louder and closer, she froze in fear for a moment, clutching her paws to her face trying to hide her eyes from the hideous being that she could only imagine.*

*as she trembled she felt her jar of moths stir, almost as if the shivvered in fear with her.*


*seeing nothing now but the darkness of her little furry paws.... she felt the ground shake as the "thing" approached ever more. it suddenly stopped she thought she could hear panting, but was unsure. she felt tears well in her little eyes as she whimpered....

"P~p~p~please d~d~don't eat m~m~me...."

*she was afraid to look*

[Young Grimwold]

*A cat fades into view. On her collar are the words: Bethsemane ~ Crazed Heifer [OOC: Can moogles read English? ;D]. It is the tavern's resident Cheshire cat, though clearly not resident there at the moment. The staff are used to her disappearing, quite literally, and will not be troubled by her absence, as long as she returns eventually.

Bethsemane has her deep, curious eyes set on Madmogsue.*

[Young Grimwold]

*Bethsemane, used to the bustling activity of a tavern, begins to grow bored. As with the mire-crab she approached in the Crazed Heifer [OOC: Zeytan's pet, Malark, who ignored Bethsemane], her attempts to befriend a unusual creature have been met with passivity. That proverb which her former owner Sidriss often mentioned to her, 'curiosity saved the cat', now seems rather dubious. Bethsemane, more emotional than some would give her credit for, feels dejected.

Then she remembers how much fun an invisible cat can have with a milkmaid at work.

Bethsemane turns away from the moogle - though not without a measure of regret - vanishes, and strolls off in search of a milk churn.*