[Active] Who: Allen (crownedclown), Anti/Cake (ofheart) & Daemons What: Meeting When: Sometime after Allen's last post Where: 560A Warnings: TBA
It was good to have both the hotel and the city turned back to normal - well, at least as normal as it were before - despite the whole...Daemon thing, that is. The boy had been startled to find a talking ocelot from his closet. He'd literally slammed the door back shut, eyes wide. But in the end, curiosity had won him over.
Now the same feline was lying on the bed at his side. And it felt oddly comfortable to have her there.
Allen closed his laptop, set it aside and stretched out his limbs. 'You should go out more often,' the ocelot commented, not lifting her head from where it was resting on her paw, just looking up at the exorcist with dark, round eyes. The boy sighed. Being used to having Timcanpy flying around him or sitting atop his head or on his shoulder, he missed the golden golem terribly. Hence it sure was nice to have some company like this after a while. If only she didn't scold him like that. Though he knew it was really only out of concern.
So he just flashed a warm smile at the feline, who in turn rolled her eyes. But she was right and Allen would take a walk out later. Now, though, he had something else to do.
Closing his eyes he laid back on the bed and waited for the brown haired kid and his daemon to show up.