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[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.

I don't think I've ever made a short sale.

... well played, that was clever. I'm still not talking about my feelings.

Yeah. That's one reason travel's probably so useful. You get used to a lot of circumstances.

Good, but I'm keeping an eye out that you don't do it with yourself.

Still feeling them, though, so I count it as a win.

True. I still miss some of them, though, when I leave. Rain more than lightning.

I suppose everyone gets hard on themselves sometimes. Though not everyone has another looking out for it.

I try not to. Sometimes they sneak out. Or in. Not sure which way that goes.

I think I'd miss the rain more if I knew I wasn't coming back to it.

I think I see where you are, pulling up next to it. Coming to your door with an umbrella.

[Indeed, his feet sink into wet muck as he gets out of the car, opening the umbrella as he does so. The rain's not merely falling straight down so he's still getting damp, but it's better than nothing as he heads over and holds the umbrella so that when she steps out she steps under it.]

It's a tough job, Kaz, but I'm happy to do it.

Up, I think. They're already in there, they just... Bubble up sometimes.

You should avoid the desert, then, even if you'd get along with the cacti.

A real gentleman.

[ It's almost funny, the lengths he goes to to take care of others while decrying politeness and decorum. Sweet, too. Birdie makes her way out of her booth and toward the door, another crack of thunder booming once she's outside and under the umbrella with Kaz. The umbrella only does so much, the wind blowing the rain right at her in the moment between the door opening and her getting under it leaving parts of her hair dripping. ]

Let's go home before there's a power outage.

[Kaz is selective in who he cares for, rather than falling into the category of caring abstractly about mankind at large. Like most aspects of his being, he's deeply rooted in the material world. He's invested in those who have shown him it's worth his while. No saint is worth their salt, but people like Birdie who have earned a space in his life, those he'll go to the ends of the earth to protect. He also has no qualms about protecting those he loves through underhanded means.

In this instance though it's less nefarious and more simply... wet. The rain slides even down his collar, soaking through to his socks.]

You're fortunate I don't believe in jinxes or you'd have cost us a tow truck.

[He carries the umbrella for them, holding it more so over her than him for all the limited good it does, then holds the car door open for her to slide into the passenger seat. He heads to the driver's side after, already sure she's plotting to alter the music choices. Which is fine. He'd been listening to the news, not that he'd break her heart to tell her.]

No, jinxes aren't real far as I know.

[ As if that was a pertinent question at all. She sticks close to him as they walk the few steps to the car, and slides herself in quick as she can so he can get in himself without staying out any longer in the rain. She doesn't even reach for the radio when the news comes on with the start of the car.

She just sits, smiling at him, seatbelt dutifully fastened and bangs wet and sticking to her forehead. ]

Any other plans for the rest of your night?

There're some documents I have to review, but at least I can do it from home rather than being out and about. How about you?

[There's some stray hairs that managed to sneak out the sides of his hat, wet against his temple. He's used to the overall dampness of his face and clothes though, the persistent wet of Ketterdam. The cold though he could do without, its chill tickling his nose enough that he sneezes into his arm.

Starting the car, he turns one of the air vents towards her so she gets some of the heat that starts blowing.]

Give it a minute and it'll start getting warmer in here.

Hmmm, nothing big. Maybe a hot shower and playing with the cat, if she's not already occupied.

[ She's settled in, and at the sneeze she offers a quick and automatic: ] Gesundheit.

[ As the warm air starts to circulate, Birdie puts her hands out in front of the vent, fingers curled. The cold doesn't bother her much, the coat she wears mostly for show. Still, it's nice to know her usually cool fingers won't be frigid. ]

Really love modern technology. Much better than the record players they tried to put in cars.

She's well spoiled at the Slat, but I'm sure she'd come running to spend time with you.

[One hand on the wheel, he takes out a tissue from his pocket and wipes at his nose, giving her a small nod at the Gesundheit. The cold doesn't seem to affect vampires in the same way, but that's not surprising to him by now. He does know she at least can appreciate the warmth the heat provides. Pocketing it again, he shifts the car into drive and begins to take them back on the slick street roads, avoiding areas that seem flooded.]

I can't fault human ingenuity trying to combat the tedium of long car trips, but I'm having a hard time trying to imagine how they'd fit a record player into a car.

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