Welcome to the Ruins-Stray Cat RP-Accepting-

[Xelinator]

Recap? ^-^

[Chef Kitty]

"Oh, um," Andy hesitated, "I see you're fine. Need any help with... other.. stuff?"
He ruffled his fur slowly, not even intending to do so. He hoped it hadn't been noticeable.

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((Check the front. But Simon and Poison Ivy are talking, and Shelly, Paddy, Andy, and Piper are kinda talking.))

Simon nodded, gingerly sitting down. He kept his leg muscles tensed, in case he needed to run for any reason. If there was one thing Simon was good at, it was running. Despite being normally clumsy, and awkward, Simon could run faster than the wind. He could be off in an instant, and you;d never know what became of him. When he was running, he was mererly a flash of brown.

Piper glanced at Andy, then back to the others, waiting for a response

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[Wildmagic_warrior]

Poison Ivy noted the tenseness in Simon's legs and sighed, then rolled her eyes. "Look, kid," she said, fixing him with a sarcastic look in her grass-green eyes. "If I was going to attack you, I would have done so while I had the advantage. It's an even playing field- I wouldn't fight you now, because you're faster, whereas I'm more powerful. It's all about the smarts, and a fight right now wouldn't be. So loosen up a bit, enjoy your time here. It won't last for long- I move from place to place quite a bit."

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He glanced at her. "I wouldnd't be so sure. I've met cats who wait before attacking. Or worse...torturing." The last word is hardly a whisper, but he turns his head away, clenching his jaw. He pushes away the bad thoughts, and his past. He once had a friend, named Ragnar. After heleft Bella, he met an old cat named Ragnar. They were caught one day, and tortured by a gang of cats. Ragnar...Simon never knew what happened to that nice old cat. But he forced himself to relax, and glance around. "So....am I ever going to learn your name?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"Hmm, torture," chuckled Poison Ivy. "Why make them suffer? The screams will attract predators. So would blood, which is why when I kill, I kill clean." She smiled, now, so as not to frighten her young guest. "Not that I kill any of my own kind who aren't diseased." When he asked her name, she replied, "In time, although I don't think I'll tell you now. It'll be a game, of sorts- I need a traveling companion, and in exchange for that, I'll let you find out my name."

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Simon shrugged, ignoring the blood and guts. It made him sick to think of it, so best leave it be. "I don't want to nkow your name that bad. But I will gladly be a travelling companion. But would you agree to helping me learn how to hunt well? I'm not to good. And don't even think about fighting, I'm hopeless in that area of speciality.

[Wildmagic_warrior]

"Fighting, and hunting?" said Poison Ivy with a laugh. "You jest, surely. I'm swifter than the moon and fiercer than the wild lynx- if anycat can teach you to hunt, and even to fight, surely it's me."
[Writer's block, meh.]

[Xelinator]

Luxor padded around, slightly bored. He saw Layla and withoute hesitation padded to her. "Hello." he said, sitting down and curling his tail around his paws. "I never got to know your name." he purred slightly.

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Layla snarled, curling her lips and baring her teeth. Her claws slid out and scraped the pvement. "Who are you?" she snarled, backing away from him, eyes narrowed. Maybe he had Tuer, maybe not. Even so, she wasn't so wrried about that. Normal cats just don't walk up to you like old buddies. She scented the air carefully, trying to see if there was anything....'wrong' with him.

Simon nodded, relieved. A deal, plain out and simple. No slyness. He liked that.He was itching to run, but he forced the thoughts away and lie down. He was not used to being around others, for all his life he had been a loner. He had preffered it, at times. The solitare, and peacfullness. The sense that he had no need to protect another cat, or hide his true self from someone. He could simply be himself.