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Felis catus ([personal profile] enlightenedfeline) wrote in [community profile] central_librarylogs2015-12-06 10:13 pm

Event 1 - New Friends for the Holidays

The Main Reception area was filled with the sound of barking and meowing. Occasionally there was a crash followed by a long suffering sigh from the Non-Fiction Librarian. The Cat stalked along the edge of the desk, trilling occasionally to keep the animals from being too energetic with the precious books and to keep them from wandering too far from where the patrons might find them. Each one would eventually choose the patron best suited to his or her personality. They would find homes where they would be welcomed and cared for. Until then, the Cat would wait at his post, keeping an eye on their guests until everyone who wanted a companion had found the one meant for them.
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[personal profile] directorofhydra 2015-12-14 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
He remembers a distant planet and stars, he remembers - not a sense of peace but a sense of understanding and...

It's a sign. In it's own way. Haunted by those fucking octopi. Something noble yet...yet...There's a cat's head on it and as he watches it scuttle and nest in her hair he laughs.

It's a genuine warm laugh, "It's so us. Both of them." He will bury the feelings that HYDRA is good and this is a sign, for her, because she is his reason now. That's what this sign means. Let it go.

Let the statue that haunts his dreams begone.

The haunted look leaves his eyes at that and he offers the puppy, sleepy and wriggling his paws in the air despite being supported, to the kitten to sniff, "...What do you want to call it?"

He wants to hold Kara suddenly, desperately, with their animals in their arms. A lifeline made of flesh.