☆ When The Day's Hustle And Bustle Is Done

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Who: Lela the Frootz Cat and YOU! (...with eventual cameos by Agent Carolina and Dax the Hebby Repp)
When: Night Time, Week 14
Where: The Hotel, 2nd District
Summary: Recently created and highly curious, a rare Frootz Cat spirit takes it upon herself to go say hello to her Person's neighbouts.

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Her Person had only said not to leave the building while she and Dax rested. That was fine by the Frootz Cat, barely a day old and already eager to learn more about this place.

The Hotel was interesting enough on its own that Lela was sure she could find something to do, to see. People to meet! People that her Person didn't seem inclined to talk to here much, which was quite a shame - and something that would have to change if the Frootz Cat had any say in the matter.

Carolina also did not seem to sleep much if at all, and Lela was quite certain that if she wasn't in the room when she returned, her Person would surely be up on the roof.

Until then, there seemed to be a constant shuffle of figures on various floors, and so. Many. Doors! Really, the pink feline spirit thought it was all quite exciting. With a flick of her tail stalk, Lela went to see if she could find any means of squeezing her way through open windows or doors. It was time to go say hello!

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[unrecovered]

Nightmares - the Dream Eater variety - didn't come inside. It had taken several days of paranoid insomnia to cement that fact into Wash's brain, and he wasn't about to forget it. He was in for the night, lounging in his pajamas on his own bed for once, though he might head down the hall to Ziva's room later if she wanted him there and didn't turn him away under the belief that she had to deal with her nightmares on her own.

He sighed and rolled over. Fang had been antsy, so he'd cracked the door enough for the bat to wiggle out and burn off some energy flying up and down the halls, so long as he promised to stay quiet. Melody had curled up on the foot of his bed, one eye trained on the door. She knew that most people in the hotel could be trusted, but you could never be too prepared.

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The open door at the far end of the corridor was reached...eventually. There was no sign of any bats in the hallway, meaning Fang's laps had likely taken him further afield. Or at least to a different floor. There was, however, a familiar scent lurking here that had been faintly present in her Person's room, and strawberry tipped ears pricked forwards at the sight of the crack between door frame and door.

It wasn't polite to enter without knocking, though. Rearing back to balance on her middle and hind legs, her forepaws gently shuffled on the wood, as close to a 'knock' as she could manage, before Lela nudged it open wider and squeezed her head on through.

Mrewww~? The strawberries bopped up and down as yellow eyes peeked into the dark. Was anyone home?

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Melody's ears picked up at the faint sound of paws on the floor, though she didn't move just yet. There were other Spirits in the hotel - it was probably some Pricklemane out for a midnight stroll. (Though if it was Cactus, she wouldn't hesitate to bop him one if he tried to come in.) The shuffling was different, though, and Melody stood, watching the door intently.

The moment that head popped through, she streaked off the bed, coming to an abrupt stop in front of the cat and hissing loudly. You are a stranger you are an intruder you are not getting past her and if you even think about hurting her person she will end you, do you understand?

Wash sat up abruptly at the loud hissing, snatching his handgun off the nightstand. "Melody, what the hell?" On one hand, she had a tendency to overreact; on the other hand, he couldn't see what she was worked up over, and he wasn't going to write it off just yet.

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Lela had managed to wiggle her shoulders past the door and was half way into the room when the sudden musical whirl of fury intercepted her, and the feline fruit cat sat back on her haunches in surprise. Melody's furious refusal to allow her access washed over her, words registering slowly.

And then she smiled, a bright purr bubbling in her throat, all kittenish delight. She's not a stranger, she's your neighbour! And strangers are just friends you haven't met yet, you know? And she is VERY happy to meet you, she's Lela, what's your name?

Her head bopped from side to side, the peach at her throat bobbing in time. OH you have a Person? I have a Person too! What's your Person like, can I meet them? I want to meet all the Persons! ...Wait, why would I want to hurt a Person? Her ears dropped slightly. That didn't sound like a nice thing to do at all who would even do that?

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Melody sat down abruptly at that response, all the wind taken out of her sails. She'd been all ready to defend her person, but Lela seemed too...happy to try anything. She was like Fang, except less likely to run into walls. Oh. Uh. Her name's Melody, and of course she has a person, every Spirit has a person, how does Lela think Spirits get made anyway?

The hissing had abated enough that Wash put down the gun, instead watching the interaction from the bed and trying to ignore that little part of him that softened at the sight of a new cat.

[4letters4ninja]

Ziva hadn't been sleeping very much. Every time she drifted off, she was met with images of her family, reminding her of a past she would love to forget, but never would. Those who had gone before, some at her hand, others who had left too early and too violently. She'd just woken up from the final images of her father, and wasn't too willing to go back to sleep.

"You cannot sleep either?" She asked the bat who was currently using the bed as a trampoline, smiling just a bit as he did a flip in the air. At least he was amusing. Getting up, she walked over to crack her door a bit... just enough to let Fluffy out if he wanted. "If you leave," She addressed the panda standing nearby, "Make sure you put it back this way." The panda nodded before reaching over with a paw to rustle her hair. Abby (Both of them, really) hated seeing her sad.

"Go ahead and explore if you want, I am going to try to get some more rest." She curled back up on her bed, knowing this was probably going to end up with her climbing up on the roof to stare at the sky. Like the past few days had ended.

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There were no bells to signal her approach, just the faint shuffle of six paws dancing on the carpet that lined the hallway. She stopped and sniffed at various doors along the way, and it was only the sound of Fluffy's exit, with parting squeaks at Ziva, that turned her attention back the way she'd came.

Once the bat had zipped away, the Frootz Cat trottered over. Where there were spirits, there were usually Persons, so maybe she could say hello! Rearing back onto her middle and rear legs, cream paws knock-patted before nudging it aside enough to let herself in, a cheery mrewwww? preceding her. The fact two strawberries were likely visible atop pink and blue triangles for ears would probably earn a blink or two.

[4letters4ninja]

Abby looked over at the door when she saw it move, expecting someone completely different. There was a moment of /headtilt when the cat came in, but no move to attack, just a look of curiosity. It was odd for her to see a spirit without their person close by. A casual wave and question of: who are you was all she got.

Ziva's eyes opened when she heard the mrewwww come from the door. There was only one spirit she knew that made a sound like that...but there were no bells. And no Wash right behind her. Reaching over, she clicked on the light next to the bed, sitting up to see the new arrival.

"Uh, hello?"

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The wave from the bear earned a blink of yellow eyes, before the cat sat back on her haunches and waved a cream paw in return. Hi! I'm Lela, it's very nice to meet you! My Person's resting so I'm exploring! Who are you?

And then LIGHT, earning more blinks from the frootz cat, who leapt up in a spin to her feet. Ziva's question earned a second mrew~ in reply, before she trotted over immediately. Oh, a Person! A Person, is she your Person? My Person lives down the hall. Hello Person!

A kitten smile curved her muzzle. If the colour didn't give away the fact that, no, this was not Melody in the slightest, the cherry tail and strawberries surely did.

[4letters4ninja]

I'm Abby! My Person is resting too. Fluffy went off and about, but I wanted to stay around. She's not sleeping well. Abby pointed towards the bed, then watched as the light came on, blinking a bit to clear her vision. She hadn't been expecting that.

Well, no, that wasn't Melody. She glanced down at the cat next to the bed, still slightly confused. Apparently not a threat, because Abby would have been on that in a second.

"Well, well, another cat." Ziva said with a smile, greeting her like a cat at home...an outstretched hand and waiting for her to accept any petting. She'd been scratched enough to know the drill.

[seasaltkeys]

Roxas had been having trouble sleeping.

He'd be alright to start, able to drift off until the dreams started. He could handle the ones about fighting heartless, but it was when he dreamed about fighting Axel, or Riku, or the vague ones of him as Sora. And the even vaguer one about a fight he was caught in the middle of. It was tiresome.

After the last time with the dreams, Roxas knew that isolating himself wasn't the best idea, but staying at the Dalmatian's house would have led to conversations that he wasn't ready for yet. He'd have them eventually, but he wasn't ready. He needed sleep first.

For now he's lying in the hotel bed, buried under the blankets and trying to sleep without dreaming. Bouncer is flopped next to him, snuffling in his sleep but still playing the loyal hound. The door is open slightly, if only because Sparkle has gone exploring.

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There was a faint scuffing sound, light pads rubbing on wood surface, before the door was nudged that little bit wider and something slipped inside Roxas' room. This one had been empty until recently, and Lela was curious to see what Person had opted to stay here.

No loose limbs but a puddle of blankets. The frootz cat mewed quietly, a mrewwww? to check and see if anyone was awake, before trotting alongside the bed.

[seasaltkeys]

Roxas stirred, trying to figure out what had made that noise. He'd been drifting off for the who knows how many times that night, and wasn't completely awake.

He went to roll over but Bouncer moved faster, abandoning his roll as pillow to go and greet the new spirit. Roxas sighed before looking over the side of the bed. That was a spirit he hadn't seen before.

"Huh?"

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The meow wow was bounced at in turn, a delighted mrew! escaping Lela as she leaped to one side to let Bouncer down, then darted around him to get a good look. Hello hello! I'm Lela! Who are you?

The confused noise from the bed turned her head at once, and she mewed in greeting at Roxas. Yellow kitty-slit eyes and obnoxious bright colours at least confirmed she wasn't a Nightmare. Is that your Person? she asked Bouncer excitedly.

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I'm Bouncer! the Meow Wow wuffed, before quieting down at a look from Roxas. Not so much for his sake but anyone else in the hotel. That's Roxas, he's my Person! He's usually more friendly than this but he's tired right now.

Roxas watched the spirits talking, vaguely wishing he could understand them, before looking for his communicator. Maybe this spirit was on Sora's document.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York had not been doing well with this round of nightmares. Apparently to make up with the fact that he could live with the last batch, this batch had him up all night. Delta had tried to help - not by drugging him, even, by talking - but it wasn't making either of them feel any better. Even when he got to sleep the dreams woke him up again. He'd settled for watching his dream eaters - including his new Ursa Circus, Bouncer - sleep.

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Someone had left the door open a crack; perhaps Wash when he'd stepped out, or perhaps it had simply been left ajar by mistake. Lack of sleep could make people forgetful, and the hotel was certainly safe enough.

This was why the door was so easily nudged open by an eager paw, Lela not even bothering to 'knock' this time. Melody, Melody! she mewed as she wiggled her way into the room, looking for the necho cat and her WashPerson. Melody, are you--Oh!

Sleeping spirits! And a Person she didn't recognise. Not by sight, anyway - but she'd picked up his scent before in her Person's room. Mrewww?

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York smiled at the cat. Wash would certainly like to have one of those for himself; York hadn't seen one like it before. She seemed pretty friendly, anyway. "Hey, you. Are you lost?" He squatted down and held out his hand to the cat.

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WashPerson had been quite welcoming! Once Lela had made it past the Melody Inquisition, at least.

Lost? Oh no! Her head shook in answer to his question, the peach at her throat bouncing; had it been a bell, like Melody's, it would likely have chimed. However, upon seeing York crouch, she trotted to his side immediately, nudging her head against his knee with a purr before rubbing her face against the outstretched palm.

Yes, this was definitely the same scent as in her Person's room, which meant he had to be a good friend. Her Person wouldn't let just anyone in, after all.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York petted Lela, laughing a bit. "So you know exactly where you're going. Why am I not surprised." The dream eaters tended to be smarter than regular animals, from what he could tell. He wasn't sure who this one had wandered off from, though. "Want to keep me company, kitty? I bet Wash would like to meet you."

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Liz was exhausted. Her dreams were not stopping any time soon and it left her not even wanting to shut her eyes anymore, even as she desperately needed sleep.

She'd given up on taking a walk by now, instead just sitting on the floor in the hallway, not really wanting to get up and go back to her room yet. She still couldn't figure out why it bothered her so much. Sure the keyhole was strange but...they won that fight. Lord Vyce wasn't a threat to them anymore.

...right?

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The lobby had been one of the locations with an Exit. A door that Lela was not allowed to go through. However, she'd been by to say hello to the Moogle that worked this shift in the Hotel's office, and now the bright pink feline was working her way round to head up to the roof. She couldn't go outside by herself into the district proper, but she could watch the world below - though it was far less interesting than when she was with her Person.

To find a Person (not /her/ Person) sitting in the hall was a bit of a surprise though. Stepping forwards, cherry tail bobbed once, twice, as she moved closer, ducking her head slightly to try and get a good look at Liz' face.

Mrew~?

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Liz looked up at the meow next to her, looking at the sweet smelling cat staring at her. She blinked a moment, reaching a hand out to it.

"Well, hello there. Where'd you come from?"

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The hand was invitation enough, cream muzzle bumping against it gently, before Lela padded closer and sat next to her.

There was a second Mewl. Person, you look sad. Why are you sad?

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Liz smiled as the kitty settled next to her, gladly turning her hand to pet its head. Sure was an affectionate thing. Nicko could learn a thing or two.

"I don't suppose you have any idea what's going on."