Morningstar Manor

Curled up fast asleep, apparently, in the middle of the pool table with one paw wrapped around the cue ball, Palug was very comfortable indeed.

Less confortable was the rat he had caught and released earlier, that was now crammed into the little space behind the pinball machine.

Palug figured it had to come out some time and then he would be ready for it.

Until then - zzzzzzzzz with one eye half open.

Alec, par the normal, took Faith out to the garden. Where he then spent the next several hours chasing and being chased.

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Jazz decided to spend some of her free time today in the ballroom limbering up by tying herself into some very interesting knots.

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The McClarens were in the Mocha, discussing the BBQ. In other words, Adam was trying coerce Joe into helping, and Joe was resisting.


OOC:Free at last! I celebrate thusly. :) Grab 'em anytime you like, matters not to me. The brothers can be had together or separate as you please.

Drawing in the garden was a good way of spending an afternoon. There were nice trees newly in leaf and spring flowers and interesting shadows all of which were just begging to be drawn.

Pity about the big tabby cat on Charlie's lap, claws hooked firmly into his jeans. Palug even growled every time leaned the sketch pad on his back.

"You're a pain, Palug," Charlie said.

"Ah shuddup," Palug replied.

Jazz sat under the front awning just outside the Manor. She had no real desire to go inside, but had no where else to go.

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Adam was in the game room, trying to enjoy a game of pool, but his heart wasn't in it. Rather he spent long moments staring at the felt without really seeing it, lost in thought.

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In the garden, Joseph sat quietly thinking about Lil and wondering how long before the first flowers came in.

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Alec was in the Lobby, waiting on the elevator and going through the mail, separating Ang's from his.

He had been smelling it for a couple of weeks now - that odd enticing indefinable almost LACK of scent that made his fur bristle and his claws flex.

If it was true - if he WAS here - then Palug needed to find out where and make sure he knew what was what and who he was and wasn't allowed to play with.

Emma for instance was Palug's, no two ways about it, and there were other people too that Plaug looked at and thought 'mine' no mater what little illusions they may have held about themselves.

He roamed around the garden and found traces of scent on a bench or two, along a few paths and, strongly, on the angel statue. He growled and jumped up onto the plinth and clambered up to sit on its shoulder - there was a nice spot where the curve of the wing supported his behind - and settled there, purring. He'd give it some time to let the odour of Trickster be replaced by that of large healthy male cat.

Meantime he'd smile at anyone who passed - expecially if they had food.

((Multiple welcome, choose your poison if any!))

- Gilly had wanted to avoid public for a little while, but she was hungry and wanted some coffee so she had ventured to the Mocha and was sitting by herself in a booth with a sandwich and a coffee, attempting to busy herself with some schoolwork

- J had stayed home today to keep an eye on Gilly, but right now she was down in the laundry room taking care of quite a lot of laundry that had piled up between herself, Matt and Gilly. Also, she really wanted some pickles - sweet pickles not deli pickles. And if the baby didn't stop kicking soon, J was...going to do something. She had no idea what but it would be something, damnit.

- Stone was wandering around through the various places in the Manor, looking for one lost growth deficient kitten-shaped cat named Slate. Slate had gotten out when Poe had left for school and Stone had promised to find the damn cat before she got back. So far he was unsuccessful.

- Grace was heading into the lobby in the morning, having just gotten off of work, with arms full of grocery bags and feeling pretty sluggish and tired at the moment. She'd spent most of her time so far in this building on a crazy work schedule, awake and out during most of the night and sleeping most of the day, waking up to make dinner for herself and Jagger. She was exhausted - and had just lost her grip on one of her grocery bags.

- Noah was taking a break. He didn't have any sessions until tomorrow morning and he was chillin' out (max) and relaxin' up in the hot tub with his headphones on, his eyes closed and his head back on a folded up towel he was using as a pillow.