[Voice/Video Post, OPEN]

[A young man is seen freely walking around an empty corridor, his arms folded gently in his black sleeves as he studies the area around him contently.]

I suppose they would have to let me off my chains eventually. They must expect that by now I will be a valuable, honorable guest. As kender would frequently say, prisons are kind to their guests. No, my friends, I will not do anything to endanger this place, such as setting your precious linens on fire.

[He isn't quite sure how it came to this, but he is in the convenience store walking down an isle he had never intended to use. Clinging stubbornly to his shoulder in a precarious yet graceful balance of weight and determination is a small black cat. She is a tiny thing and yet she has refused to release in the pet cafe. Her resilience was so obvious that he stopped trying to make her.

This is a very odd situation. A week ago he would have refused her easily. But for some reason in the course of his conversation with the man at the pet cafe and the kitten's refusal to leave him be thereafter...he gave in.

He should probably find himself more pathetic than he does. Give him time and he most likely will.

And that is how he finds himself at the convenience store collecting supplies for a small kitten and then returning to his residence, all the while not sure what he is doing and why this little black animal is intent on remaining with him. Cats choose their keepers, but why this one chose him is beyond his comprehension.]

{OOC: Do not ask me how this happened, it just...happened. Feel free to run into him at the store, on his way home, or when he gets there if there is a reason for you to be at his house.}