[ACTION] Out on a stroll

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is just walking around the Garden, enjoying the fine weather with her two feline companions, Polish, Bashful, and Lark, her pet chocobo. Yes, she is walking her cats. One of them has their fur dyed red. It's obviously a professional job.

The kittens look a bit miffed at having a harness on, but they frolic and play around with things around them. The chocobo is merely sitting in the sun, ignoring all else for the moment. Come to think of it...]

You three really aren't little anymore, are you~? [Grell crouches down in her new outfit, petting them affectionately. One of them encounters someone, mewing at them curiously.

Could that someone be you~?]

(ooc: Grell will be wearing this outfit from here on out. In all the same colors as her last outfit Until I get someone to color it in!

EDIT: OOPS I forgot Lark is a chocobo, not a kitten. A small chocobo.]

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[fierybluebird]

[Wolf whistles and leers at the tights.]

Nice clothes love. [And bends down to pet the kittens and sneak them some food.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell looks up at the whistle and smiles brightly.]

Thank you, dearest. [She watches him interact with the felines, two of them rubbing against his leg.] I thought a change in pace was necessary.

[She digs into her purse and takes out a small, rectangular box. before handing it to Marco.]

[fierybluebird]

[Blinks at the box and holds it, tilting his head questioningly.]

What's this?

[Bends down to pet the silly cats with his free hand.]

[redcinemareel]

A rather...late Valentine's gift, I'm afraid.

[She picks up the black feline, petting it softly.]

I do apologize for my tardiness.

[fierybluebird]

[Opens them up and grins.]

Oh gosh, love, they're gorgeous! [Kisses her cheek and beams, putting them around his neck.] Thank you, I love it.

[redcinemareel]

I'm glad you like them. Now, they're for flying, so don't go losing them!

[timetours]

Oh, hello! Not often you see a cat on a harness, is it? Or a cat dyed vivid red for that matter...

[Yep, here's the Doctor. Note that he's talking to the cats and not really paying much attention to the person with the cats.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell blinks at him, simply because WOW RUDE.

The cats look up to him, wondering who this odd human is.]

[timetours]

[Rude and not ginger.]

You know, I didn't really think of myself as a cat person, not after being threatened by one dressed like a nun, but...

Oh, sorry.

[He forgot to acknowledge that you existed for a moment, there, Grell!]

Your cats are very, um, distracting.

[redcinemareel]

[HOW JEALOUS

Grell just looks to him incredulously.]

Yes, they take after their owner. Or so I'd LIKE to believe.

And what is this about cat nuns?

[timetours]

Oh, it's only the Sisters of Plenitude - worked in a hospital in New New York. Not a fan, really.

So!

[Hm. He started a conversation with the cats not that he could understand them and hadn't really expected it to become a conversation with their owner. LET'S MAKE SMALL TALK.]

Enjoying a nice stroll?

[redcinemareel]

....oh...alright...

[What...just conspired?]

Yes, I thought that my precious darlings would like to soak in a new atmosphere.

[The red kitten seems to like the Doctor, rubbing against his leg.]

[worthyheir]

[Crouches down to let the cat (thankfully he hasn't noticed the one dyed red) sniff his hand. He has his own kitten (who isn't quite a kitten anymore either) Dusan, sitting in his usual place in his hood.

If Damian notices Grell, he certainly doesn't acknowledge her. It's quite amazing the face he'll show to a cat that he won't show to another human being...]

[redcinemareel]

[And because of that cute face, Grell remains quiet, observing the touching interaction. The red cat notices that there is free pettings being given out and saunters over to Damian.]

[worthyheir]

[Gives his attention to the red cat, making a face when he realizes that the cat's been dyed.] Why would anyone dye you? Is that even humane?

[redcinemareel]

Depends on the owner, wouldn't you agree~? [Because Grell is anything but humane, or human. The red feline mewls and rubs up against the boy's shin.]

[worthyheir]

[Oh, it's you.] It's absurd. I fail to see why you would even want to. [But he'll be petting the kitty all the same.]

[redcinemareel]

Then there's little reason to explain.

[Bashful is surely getting over being bashful.]

the cute. couldn't resist.

[thumbsize]

[Thumbelina sees the kittens and beams. She bends down to pet the top of the kitten's head.]

Well hello there, little guy! What's your name?

Who can resist a reaper with cats?

[redcinemareel]

That one there is Polish.

[Said kitten purrs at the petting, soaking up all the attention it can get.]

no one. that's who.

[thumbsize]

[Thumbelina looks up at the woman with a big smile.]

That's a neat little name for a kitten.

[redcinemareel]

Seeing as how it likes to play with my nail polish, I think the title is most appropriate.

[thumbsize]

[Thumbelina makes a curious face, reaching a hand to her chin, pondering.] What is nail polish?

1/2

[redcinemareel]

You...don't know?

[redcinemareel]

It's a sort of paint for nails.