“Oh!” Rocky exclaimed, blinking his bright blue eyes a few times. Had he face-planted today and just didn’t remember? Or… was he just sleep-deprived and hallucinating or something?
The tabby cat tilted his head, then smiled, fangs poking out from either side of his mouth.
“Hey there, uh… woolly… cat…?” he tried to greet Mika, tipping his blue hat. “You’ll have to forgive me- I’ve, ah, never laid eyes on someone like you! But I will also say that you seem a bit… confused, perhaps?”
He put his head back upon his head and chuckled. Oddly enough, he didn’t seem to care- like, at all- that Mika was clearly not a cat. He kind of thought he was dreaming.
“Well, might I offer you a place to sit and talk for a while?” he asked, before he paused. “Oh- my name is Rocky, by the way. Rocky Rickaby! It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
He extended a paw for Mika to shake if they pleased.
@rxckaby FIRST MEETIN TIME Y’ALL 💙✨
This place is fuckin' HUGE. Mika hasn't been in a city-like structure in AGES. Things have been particularly slow at the club and Mika was dying of boredom and loneliness. So why not go to a place that was lively and always on the move. Take some pictures to bring back to the club? Memories. Making new friends. People that could fill up their days. Mika would stuff their hooves into their pockets for a moment listening to the tabby speak.
Should he say he's not a cat? Everyone else here is. This is the only disguise that he liked to carry around. Although the disguise wasn't exactly their choice. The closest animal that could describe their soft-heartedness. Their passive nature. The way they were never confrontational. Peaceful at a fault.
"Oh! Yeah, I'm just a very fluffy cat. People call me pompous cause of how well-groomed I can be. I shed badly too." Playing the role of a facade. Like he was an actor. Though people calling them pompous was a complete lie. He never had an issue with people before aside from a couple instances when he went to Hell.
Even then, he tended to mend to themselves being mindful about how he presented themselves or acted. A facade... "Yeah, I guess I am confused, huh?" As if Rocky had to be the one to answer. "I just came here for sightseeing. Mika would clasp a hoove around Rocky's fingers and gives it a firm shake. "Glad to meet you, Rocky! I'm actually from Arizona. So being here from a desert state to a complete bustling city is a change of pace, I'm tellin' ya!" A light laugh of amusement.
"I'm gonna be honest, Rocky... I don't know where to go or what I'm doing. Just figured I'd come here and figure it out along the way." Mika shrugged with a slump of their shoulders. "You know any good breakfast spots? Dyin' of hunger here." As if he really had gone hungry before. More like of a figure of speech here.
