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maskormenacelogs2016-02-05 07:38 pm
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→ ( CLOSED - yeah, you're gonna make them proud, boy, )
WHO: Adam Parrish & ( that's all there is ) Gansey.
WHERE: Mostly in a car.
WHEN: 03.02
WHAT: Honey, I adopted some kittens.
WARNINGS: Stone faced Adam Parrish and two kittens trying to win Gansey over.
[ He doesn't know how his day has ended up this way. When he started it, he had a definitive action plan in mind. He'd get Saya to help him with his mad training scheme and then he'd spend the rest of it working hard enough to empty his head. It was a definite thing.
Except now here he is, utterly bewildered as he waits on Gansey outside the shop, clutching a box to his chest and making shushing noises to the two tiny kittens inside of it. ] I know, I know. You want to stretch your legs. Soon, I promise.
[ He hears the car before he sees it, rolling his shoulders carefully as he waits for Gansey to pull up. Then he's juggling the box and struggling to get the door open. ]
Take this.
[ He hands Gansey the box so that he can move to get his bike in the trunk. Then he's slumping into the passanger seat and taking the kittens back. ] So, I can explain.
WHERE: Mostly in a car.
WHEN: 03.02
WHAT: Honey, I adopted some kittens.
WARNINGS: Stone faced Adam Parrish and two kittens trying to win Gansey over.
[ He doesn't know how his day has ended up this way. When he started it, he had a definitive action plan in mind. He'd get Saya to help him with his mad training scheme and then he'd spend the rest of it working hard enough to empty his head. It was a definite thing.
Except now here he is, utterly bewildered as he waits on Gansey outside the shop, clutching a box to his chest and making shushing noises to the two tiny kittens inside of it. ] I know, I know. You want to stretch your legs. Soon, I promise.
[ He hears the car before he sees it, rolling his shoulders carefully as he waits for Gansey to pull up. Then he's juggling the box and struggling to get the door open. ]
Take this.
[ He hands Gansey the box so that he can move to get his bike in the trunk. Then he's slumping into the passanger seat and taking the kittens back. ] So, I can explain.
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He doesn't notice the bike going into the trunk. His lips part, while the white kitten swats at the striped one, and the striped one reaches two paws towards Gansey.
When Adam finally gets in, Gansey has given the striped one his finger to chew on, and he's petting at the white one to soothe her.
He's wearing a stupid smile on his face. ]
Explain why you've adopted two children?
[ He looks up, eyebrow arching. ]
I'm beginning to think you and Ronan are conspiring against me. I hope Chainsaw doesn't hurt them.
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The shelter was closed. [ Adam had tried. He still doesn't feel like he's capable of looking after them full time. He'd thought someone else would be better. ]
Their mom died. Saya found them inside a car engine. [ Adam is so gentle when he reaches out to stroke one of them, watching with mild fascination as a head butts upwards to rub against him. ] I couldn't leave them behind. I have the formula they need to be fed, and I can take them tomorrow.
[ The white one mewls loudly, Adam's mouth twitches. ]
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You're still going to give them to the shelter?
[ He's genuinely surprised. Adam is obviously protective of them, and it made Gansey think he wanted to keep them. ]
Inside a car engine, Jesus. Poor creatures. They look very young. Were there only two?
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[ At least, that's what he believes. ] Saya said their mom got run over. [ Adam frowns, glad that it's just the two of them in the car because he doesn't have to hide his feelings completely. ]
I just figured they'd be okay with us until tomorrow. Chainsaw won't mind.
[ A pause. ] The white one is deaf.
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Is it?
[ He looks at Adam, ignoring the painless scratching that's now happening at his neck. He's watching Adam with a careful eye, reading his tone more than his words. ]
You know, it might be a shame to abandon them again. There's no telling how long they'd wait for someone else at the shelter.
[ Pause. ]
It's not as though we don't have the space.
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[ He has to be practical. ] They're going to need bottle fed for weeks yet. And then there's all the stuff they'd need, food and beds and trays, and I don't know, scratching posts. Plus vet bills. [ Except he hasn't looked away from the cats yet. He keeps checking on the one on Gansey's shoulder and then letting his gaze sweep back to the white one. She meows at him loudly.
A sigh. ] Don't give me that.
[ He's talking to a cat, Christ. ] Do you want me to drive so you can keep playing with him? [ Adam finally looks at Gansey and there's amusement on his face but a tentative sadness too. He'd like to keep them. ]
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[ He's just saying. He's also going to fire back at Adam the same answer Ronan had given him about that. ]
We can google it. And no, Jesus, I'm driving. Come here.
[ That last part is to the kitten, which Gansey carefully lifts up. It licks at his hand, making him smile all over again, and carefully, he passes it back to Adam's box. It immediately starts trying to climb back out. ]
Jesus. Keep him in there. Or her. Which is it? I can't tell.
[ He kicks the engine to life then, and carefully merges out into traffic while he talks. He heads down the street, but notably does not take the turning that leads out of De Chima and towards home. He's doubling back towards the city center. ]
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[ Adam does his best to keep coaxing the little brute back into the box. It helps that his sister immediately spots him and starts rubbing her body against his. Adam watches them carefully. ] The white one's a girl. Brother and sister.
[ He drops his hand into the box, dangling his fingers above them so they try to seek out his affection. He does this for a long moment and when he looks up at the road, he pauses. ]
We've moved. You haven't forgotten that, right?
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Yes, I do recall, Parrish. Ah, there we are.
[ He merges, and lifts his hand to wave thanks at the driver behind. Settling again, he relaxes back in his seat. ]
But the mall is this way, and I don’t know if the store on the high street is still open at this time. The mall will be. Just keep them calm, it won’t take long.
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Oh. So we're doing this? [ They're adopting the cats. ] I'll text Lynch and find out if we have to keep them away from Chainsaw.
[ He hopes that because they're so young they won't have that instinct to attack just yet. Still, Adam's smile is sweet as he stares down at the contents of the box. ] We'll have to name them.
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Also, because Chainsaw is a raven, Adam. ]
They're cats and she's a bird. We'll have to train them not to attack each other.
Will you keep them in the house? I like them. And you should name them.
[ Says Gansey, while pulling into the mall's underground parking lot. ]
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And I'm sure they'll learn. They're little and if they're growing up with her they'll see her more as a friend than something to hunt. [ He hopes. ] I don't know, I've never had to name anything before.
[ They park, and Adam looks dubiously at the pair in the box. ] Should I bring them with me? Maybe if we got a cart? [ He doesn't want to leave them by themselves in the car. ]
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Yes, bring them. They'll climb all over the car if you don't, and besides, we can ask the staff what we need for them.
[ Because, let's be real here. Gansey has no idea. He's never had a pet of any kind. He's only used to Chainsaw's needs because he's used to Ronan, and he'd not been the one who ever researched any of that.
He's also still musing on names. ]
What about Copernicus? People name their cats after important figures, don't they?
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[ But he's smiling as he gets out of the car. The cats mewl at him to remind him they're not fond of the jostling of his hold as he walks, but there's little Adam can do about that. ] Okay, so Copernicus and -- Charlotte.
[ There's a pleased tone to his voice, like even though it's only just come to him, the name fits. ]
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I’m hardly going to name a cat after a King I’m hoping to meet in less than a year. Imagine if Gwenllian showed up and I had to tell her I’d named one after her father.
[ A pause, while he runs that thought through his head. ]
Christ, imagine if Gwenllian showed up. Let’s not think about that. Charlotte, as in Charlottesville?
[ He says that with approval, while pulling a shopping cart out from the rack. He chooses one with a child seat, which he opens, and then pats expectantly. The box could fit there, he’s thinking. ]
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No, not like Charlottesville. [ Jesus, Gansey. ] Like Charlotte's Web.
[ Get it? Spiders! ]
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[ Gansey looks like he's had an epiphany. ]
In Saya's honor, because she found them. I see.
[ Gansey passes the cart with the cats over to Adam, since it's clear enough his friend doesn't want to be separated from them. He, meanwhile, strides on into the store. ]
That's decent. Mind you, I think they're too young for collars. Maybe we could get beds with their names on? They must have that sort of thing.
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Maybe leave the engraving for a little while? [ Until they know without a shadow of a doubt that they can keep them. He doesn't want cute things until he sees that Chainsaw is okay with having two boisterous kittens in the house. ] Also they're small, so they can probably share.
[ With one hand he grabs his phone from his pocket and types in a search about kitten care as he pushes them into the store. Charlotte meows enthusiastically. She's definitely the loudest. ]
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A few minutes later, the assistant returns with a card for a local vet, and starts leading them to where they’ll find cat supplies.
Gansey holds the card out to Adam. ]
Here. We should check that out the next time you have a day off work. They’ll need shots, I expect.
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[ Copernicus is already trying to escape the box and see what it is that's around him so Adam pushes with one hand, the other dangling over head so he can play the world's gentlest game of whack-a-mole with him. ] I don't think they're going to do baby bottles in here, but that's what we'll need for their formula at first. [ Are they going to have to go to a baby store? Please no. ]
I think the formula's this way.
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[ Gansey’s face indicates he had not thought of this. His expression clears a moment later, though, while he grows cheerful about the part Adam is dreading. ]
But this is a mall, there’s bound to be somewhere we can get that. The mothers at the studio always mention a particular place where they all buy their strollers. I’m sure it’s here.
[ And there he never thought there’d be a benefit to working with children. Apparently he was wrong. ]
Oh, we should get them this! Look, it’s soft.
[ It is soft. It’s a little bed lined with fake fur. The fur is white, which it probably will not be for long. Gansey lifts it over for Adam to see. ]
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If anyone abandons a baby in the garage I am making Kitty take it. [ Because Gansey would be hapless, but doting. He'd make a great dad. Adam doesn't like to think about it much. Still, obediently he reaches out to touch the fur. ] It's going to get dirty, but sure. If you want to be the one washing it.
[ Mewls come from inside the box and Adam grins. ]
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I’m going to take that as a sign of approval. Here.
[ He manhandles the bed into their cart. It sticks out the top, and he looks pleased with himself. Then he looks along the aisle, expression keen. ]
Do you think we ought to get a scratching post? They’re little, but Copernicus already looks like a climber.
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[ Cat's scratch. Adam may have only had sad looking dogs, but at least he knows that. ] If they learn young enough to use it, then we should be fine. [ He steers the cart down one aisle and then stops in front of the kitten formula. Then he's frowning at the shelves.
Adam has no idea what to do. He'd usually pick the cheapest. But they're babies and he wants to give them the best. ]
What do you think?
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He is not to be beaten, though. He moves to lift down two different brands, and then looks uncertainly between the options. ]
They both come in liquid and powder. Which is better?
[ He glances at Adam. ]
We might need to do our research first, Parrish.
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Because google. ]
They're bound to be hungry. We can just get one kind first and then come back tomorrow. [ He skim reads, because otherwise they'll be stuck here forever. One thing comes through pretty clearly though. Adam grimaces a little and then looks at the two in Gansey's hands. ]
Powder.
[ He should never have agreed to this, no matter how cute they are. ]
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[ Gansey picks up the biggest size, just for good measure, and sets all the others back. When he turns to put it into the cart, he catches sight of Adam's face and comes up short. ]
What, what is it?
[ He knew he should have researched. ]
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[ He sends a dubious look at the box in the cart, the two kittens tumbling over each other inside. They look so innocent and not the toxic waste machines they actually are. ]
But powder might make it less horrifying, I think. [ Diarrhea is infinitely more disturbing. ]
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Bring a baby home, and that’s what you’re dealing with. When Chainsaw was tiny, Ronan used to feed her every two hours –
[ And then a pause, while Gansey computes that, and sends a narrow look in Adam’s direction. ]
How often do these two need fed? Ask the internet.
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I can handle them.
[ He says, as he tries to nudge them back into their box. ] You don't have to worry about that.
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I wasn't. I just thought I'd like to. Oh, here's one.
[ By which he means a scratching post. He snags it, holding it up with a victorious little wave, and then setting it in their cart. ]
Bottles, now, I suppose?