Schrödinger's Cat

Lucy squints. Was this a trap? She’d had cats in the past that would expose their fluff only to attack her…

Still…

She reaches down and gently scratches Sissel’s chin.

“I bet you get int’all sorts o’ trouble.”

This was no trap as Sissel was one of the rare exceptions that would let people scratch his belly. 

However he appreciates the scratch under his chin.

@sissel–thephantomcat​ continued from here

Apparently a very, very upset kitty.  But if he let this cat go at his wires, he’d  lose all his progress  on this document he’d been going at for  hours. And  how the hell did this feline get inside his apartment? And why was Mikeko so happily asleep,  when there was clearly an intruder?

“Let. Go.” Just a little bit of a jerk, to try and dissuade the cat from getting the wires caught in his claws.

“Meoow!” (No!) 

Sissel meowed as he continued to tangle himself into the wires stubbornly and biting at them, as if he was challenging the other man in red. 

(Give me a good reason to let go and I will! Like another toy for me to play.)

“Hey, little buddy.” Yomiel scoops his cat up into his arms and holds him close. “Starved for attention, eh? I know the feeling.” He nuzzles against Sissel, trying to remember how to feel.

“I’ll keep you company as long as you remember to stay with me, sound good?”

Sissel is used at being grabbed like this, so he doesn’t complain. In fact, he purrs in delight as the nuzzles into the man’s cold chest. 

(Why are you always so cold, Yomiel?) He didn’t understand why his human was always so cold. Maybe they were like reptiles and needed sun’s warmth from time to time? Sissel didn’t know.

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@bakerofmysteryroom​ said:  

 “You are so soft. And cuddly.” (Lucy’s got a core of the dead lets have some nice Lucy & sissel interaction)

Sissel rolls on his belly, exposing it in a sign of friendship, purring loudly as he waits for Lucy to pet him. 

“Meaaow!” (Thanks! Everyone says that.)  

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@aptlyattorney​ said:

“Put the wires DOWN.”

Why did humans care so much for those things anyway? Weren’t they made for cats to play? Yomiel had the same reaction everytime the kitten used to mess around with his wires and cables. Sissel didn’t know what they were or for what humans used them, but it always seemed so important to them. It annoyed him, since he loved to play around with those. The protest came as a loud, angry meow.

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@yomielprime​ said:

“Were you waiting for me to get home? Aww!” - yomielprime

The black furball immediatelly rubbed his head against the man’s legs, purring loudly as his small body was tangling between the legs of his human.

“Maaaaaw!!!” (Of course! Who else is gonna give me food? Ok, just kidding. I missed you, Yomiel.)

It’s been hours since his owner was away and Sissel was starting to get worried about his human. He didn’t know much about humans, but Yomiel was mysterious on his own way. He never had any warmth on his body. Were all humans this cold? He always made sure to rest on his human’s legs to give him some of his warmth. He never saw him eating anything, either.

@clivedoveplblog​ said:

“Get OFF the table!”

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Yellow eyes just turn lazyly towards the young man shouting in front of him, not a tiny bit interested. He found this spot nice and decided to climb on it. How dare he command him to get down! He was a cat, he could do whatever he wanted. There’s a lazy, indignant meow as a response as he flicks his ears back.

[A shiver ran up his spine, and before he knew it, Saito was sitting under a tree with the cat carefully cradled in his arms. It looked like such a peaceful scene, but inside his head, Saito was freaking out.]

“OH GOD, A TALKING CAT?! WHO? WHAT? WHERE? WHEN? WHY?!” [He’s got to be dreaming, that’s it! Why would a cat be talking now? Was this a cat he killed long ago, coming back to haunt him?!]

Yeah... Here we go again.

“I get this a lot actually. Yes, I am speaking and no, I’m not a cat you killed longo ago... Wait, you killed a cat???” Oops! No secrets in the Ghost World, Saito.

“…hm?” [Was someone speaking to him? How strange. Maybe they found out he was holding a cat and thought it was his. This cat is SURELY not his!]

[Saito gazed around in hopes he could see who spoke.] “Uh… hello? Whoever you are, this isn’t my cat! I don’t use a scarf thing for their collar!”

[But he must admit that it made the cat look cute.]

Uuuh? This man heard him? But it couldn’t be possible, could it? Sissel checked the Ghost World for a core and saw a very faint one, right on his left eye... Seemed like those faint cores of people who went through near-death experiences. The black feline reached out towards it, making contact.

[Was… was the cat not going to leave him? Then he’s left with no choice. Quickly, he lunged at the cat and picked it up; his grip on the cat was firm, but obvious that he was trembling in fear. There was mixed emotions in his gaze.]

“Okay look, I’m just going to put you down in a nice place to relax. I don’t want to kill you.”

[And he just straight out said it.]

Sissel wasn’t expecting that, but he didn’t protest when the man picked him up. His words were weird though. Kill him?

“Don’t ya worry! No one’s gonna mess with them on my watch!” He seems serious about this.

@ultimateitako​ sent:  Gives the good cat some fish by crouching down and holding out her hand flat.

“OH GOD, A BLACK CAT IS FOLLOWING ME!” [Saito’s now deathly afraid of picking up the cat or even interacting with it.]

[No, he’s not allergic. He’s just afraid he may hurt it.]

[🐾] ...What? He was already dead? But he didn’t look like he was! He looked like a completely normal cat! How could he possibly be dead? What were these powers of the dead that he mentioned? Was he sent here by Tarak? If he was really dead, then he had to be!

“Maxim’s the wh-whole reason I’m in th-this mess to be-begin with… He’s let us pr-prisoners go free ju-just so he and his ga-gang can hunt us do-down and kill us. It’s called the Hu-Hunt and it lasts until all of us are de-dead…”

It had been quiet for awhile though. There had been no scent nor sound of the large tabby or anyone still loyal to Maligni. That was a relief. But where was Blackbird? Blizzard? Clover? Gorse? Rook? Were they okay? Were they even still alive? They had been lost in the sea of fleeing felines as soon as this twisted game began.

“Are you… Are you a cat fr-from Tarak? Were you se-sent here to he-he-help?” Pale eyes shined brightly in hope. The first bit in a long time. Thank the stars if he was!

“Whoah, that’s horrible! Why does he do that?” Sissel was baffled. The black kitten has seen many things in his undeath, but never someone as cruel like that.

This made him feel even more sorry for the kitty. He had to save her!

[🐾] Pale yellow eyes widened at the tom’s response. Did he really not know of the danger he was now in just by being in the territory? Maxim’s group didn’t care who wandered onto their land, they’d attack them, drag them back into camp, force them to work for the power-hungry leader, and if they didn’t, they’d be tossed into Morien until the Hunt.

Too bad the newest Hunt had already begun and this strange had stumbled right into the middle of it. If Maxim or his cats found him, he would be treated like a prisoner. Hunted down and slaughtered like a piece of fresh-kill. He needed to get out of here before it was too late.

“Yo-You don’t understand mi-mister! You’re stumbled into the mo-most dangerous territory in the whole fo-forest! If Maxim or his group f-find you, they’ll hu-hunt you down and ki-kill you too.”

Sissel seemed to be too relaxed even after she mentioned he could be killed. He couldn’t be killed anyway. So he casually licked his paw and cleaned his ears with it, twiching his whiskers calmly.

“Don’t worry. I can’t die. I’m already dead.” Shocking revelation spoken in a very casual meow. “I’m a special cat. I have powers of the dead. You seem to be really scared of this Maxim guy... You don’t have to worry about him. I can take care of things with my powers.”