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That's surprisingly sweet. But maybe I can slip you a few polaroids for your desk drawers. Right by the jerky.

There's ones that play music?? Yes. Those ones. So many of those ones, Kaz.

You're a much better class of asshole. Very capable. My favorite, even if you weren't coming to pick me up and keep me from getting hit by lightning walking home.

You put those together so I'd imagine myself eating jerky while looking at pictures of you, didn't you.

This is one of those times where I foiled myself. Note to self, possibly steal abundance of musical lights strung up at the Slat.

Of course I'm coming. I know I said I wanted to see you in a mohawk but not via electrocution.

It's called building a positive association.

Oh, you can try with that. But they will mysteriously reappear all through the season. There's no escape now.

Don't know that that'd get me to a mohawk. More like... Bald, probably.

You don't think I think positively of you enough? Or are you trying to raise my estimation of jerky?

Perhaps I can train the cat to search and destroy, in between killing vermin.

There's just always those images of someone's hair standing on end after an electrocution.

Maybe I want you to think of me every time you have jerky. Also, you don't know what those pictures will be like. Maybe they'll be naked polaroids.

No way. Cat's on my side. She'll love the music.

[ She will, at least once, chew through the wires. ]

In cartoons it falls out right after that. I'd be bald as a cue ball.

For what it's worth, my mind went to that being the case once you mentioned leaving photos.

I think the cat's on her own side. And whoever is feeding her at the moment.

I'll take your word for that, I haven't seen many cartoons.

Well, initially they were gonna be me making faces at you, but if you'd like some naked ones I am happy to oblige.

Guess I'll have to stock up on tuna and catnip.

That's fair. Can't really imagine you sitting down to study the Looney Tunes. Bet you'd spend a lot of time judging Wile E. Coyote, if you did.

If faces are your inspiration who am I to argue?

I could always use the jerky you've already given me.

Tenacity is only as good as the plan in place to see it through.

There'd still be faces don't worry.

...are you hoarding your jerky? I'm trying to help feed your needy human body and you're hoarding it? Where? Under your sad pillow?

Putting that one in a song.

[ ooc: I'm sorry I'm so slow on everything else! Life is happening but I'm hoping I'll have enough brain to catch up this weekend. ]

[OOC: No worries friend, I feel much the same! We go on break at school starting this weekend, In my head I just keep playing "One Day More" each day this week I have to get up, LOL. We can focus on texting things until life gives a break on both ends.]

Why would I ever worry about anything?

I may be hoarding some of it. For a dry day, since Ketterdam is usually rainy. Or for when I have to bribe cats.

I think hard work is admirable, and can get a person far. It's just that without the right steps in place you can end up going in circles rather than moving forward. I've fallen on my face a few times years ago learning that lesson.

[ ooc: December is such a time! But congratulations on your break! May you have a restful one as much as possible. ]

To keep from being bored, I'd suspect.

That's entirely unfair. That's Kaz Jerky not cat jerky. Do cats even like jerky? Have you fed some to her already?

Circles or like. Running headfirst into a painting of a tunnel on the side of a mountain. Your plans are much smarter than that, though I kinda want you to tell me the face falling ones. I promise I won't laugh.

[OOC: Thank you, that is absolutely the goal! I hope you find some time to get some rest, too.]

Is it worrying to consider angles and contingencies to deal with them?

I think she would eat it, but I haven't actually tried it yet so I can't say for sure. I think it's way too much sodium for a cat to give to her. She's eaten a blueberry when I was having them, which I wasn't expecting. I think she's just a food gremlin when allowed.

Well, I was arrested four times and fell off the roof of a bank once, so I think it's safe to say my planning skills took some time to perfect.

In some circles I think that counts.

Aw she's just like you. You're like her food gremlin father, teaching her all the foods she can steal and consume that may or may not be good.

That's impressive. Honestly. Don't think when I started out I could've accomplished stuff like that. Though I did get arrested when I was still alive for breaking the tail lights on a cop car, but it was only the one time.

I don't have wrinkles yet. Nor the heart attack Nina keeps threatening will happen to me.

I should really bribe her to learn how to steal from Jesper's room. If I want to make the most of our time.

[Because it would be funny and make Jesper indignant. Only mature and productive reasoning to be found here.]

I remember you telling me about that, it's a great story. For me it was for stealing, gambling, and assault and battery. Did give a cop a black eye at one point, and I truly hope he did tell people that a child caused it. I broke out each time anyway so it was good practice on that front. I haven't served any time since I was fourteen.

[OOC: In the books Kaz spent time in real prison, but given we've put it in more modern times here we can go with juvie or some vague incarceration for children, as it's never implied IMO that he got caught for anything like murder or something that might make a kid go to adult jail. I'd rather go with that than give up Kaz being a child menace, LOL.]

Maybe you're already a ghoul. Eternal youth and all the hours to not sleep in. You been drinking some other Kindred's blood without telling me?

If you do please let me know so I can act shocked about it with the right level of intensity.

[ Look, she's 80. Being mature and productive in reasoning is rarely as fun as what this is. ]

You had a very busy childhood. Kinda jealous about the black eye, but I'm pretty sure what I've done to get out of tickets and inquires since my untimely death has gotten a few of them fired, so maybe I have to settle for that.

[ ooc: "Vague child incarceration" fits real well in the World of Darkness tbh! Though I'm imagining him running entire smuggling rings in juvie if they ever managed to keep him there long enough. ]

I don't even like it when people breathe on me, I'm good not tasting them.

Sounds like a plan. We could rope in Wylan too, work on his pranking skills to cease the looks of guilt that follow.

I didn't have time to waste. And removing someone from a position of power when they've gotten comfortable wielding it over others is a solid different kind of punch.

[OOC: LOL, I can absolutely see him making the most of his time in prison, too.]

Good to know. And good that I don't have to breathe so I never accidentally breathe on you.

I bet he'll take to it well enough. Especially after he sees the cat. She's a cat you can't say no to.

You really have a way with words, you know that? I'd like to get a punch in someday, though. Some of them very much deserve it, and I'm pretty strong.

You're different. I don't mind you in my space so much. Not that I want to drink any blood, but you know what I mean.

[He's elegant with words except in these moments.]

That's true. He's a softie like you are. Although I think you're helping him come out of his shell. At least he seems a little more comfortable playing music around people he knows.

Tell you what. The next prison raid that happens, who can say what happens in that chaos.

Well, I certainly wouldn't try to give you any unless you asked. And we'd have to like. Talk about it a lot. It's a whole thing. But I do like being in your space, breathing or not.

It's nice to be in the company of softies. Especially musical ones. Haven't tried to get him on stage with me yet, but it's good that he's opening up more with the others.

Give me a time and date, I'll get some of those knuckles.

The personal space is good. No plasma exchange talks required. That it would be a serious situation if anyone was interested though is noted.

Yeah, yeah, you can both kumbaya together with stuffed pillows. I know to back out of the room when I hear the strumming.

I promise you'll be one of the first to know.

Yeah. I don't think you'd want the cons that come with the pros. But it isn't necessary.

Oh, sure. Back out and listen from the doorway.

Hopefully it isn't raining like this when it comes around. Unless we want a guard to get hit by lightning.

You've told me about the pros and cons, and yeah, even if I was interested the cons would make a good deterrent. I like how I am now, though. I'm proud to be a lowly little canal rat, and I don't need to be anything more.

Only to ensure you both aren't conspiring something worse than jollies.

I have an umbrella, but you'll still get some rain on you when you move to my car. Almost there.

I like you as you are, anyway. Best canal rat around.

Conspire? Me?? Have you so little faith in my conspiracies that you think I wouldn't tell you about them?

That's alright. I don't mind a little rain.

Very handy if you need any alleys scoured.

Mmm. Maybe not if part of the conspiracy was to serenade me with a feel good song.

Feels more strange when it isn't at least misting for me.

You're handy for a lot of things, don't sell yourself short.

Do you not like feeling good?

Makes sense. Once you get used to a thing it's hard to not feel odd without it.

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