... Formal language, your majesty. Not really all that necessary, to be honest with you. -sighs- And yes, you're not home anymore.
-Vasilios' eyes are still on the paper in the main room-
-thereby he doesn't notice a non-verbal wave coming from the backyard-
-he continues his jobsearch, as a pile of newspapers starts to pile next to him-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-raises an eyebrow and looks at Greg's magazine for a moment- ... Does that have job adverts in it, or no?
Also hey.
It's a mythic gene. Technically yes, I'm part-cat.
But neither of my parents were actual cats.
You'll have to go a long way ago, before you hit someone in my family tree that wasn't part-cat, and then became part-cat due to magic.
As far as current theory and evidence suggests, anyway.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post... Well thanks for assuming that I'm an unnatural creature. Or well- technically all mythic genes are artificially made by magic in the past...
But it wasn't like- a sexual ritual or something. Or at least I hope it wasn't. I'm not an expert on the origin of mythic genes... i just know as much as I do, because my mom's an avid supporter of raising awareness.
And- proud- to be a catgirl. Proud enough that she decided, along with our father, that our surname would become Felinu, and their daughters would have cat-based names... my name's Purr, by the way.
Right, right- nice.
Thanks, man.
Think- I will pick this up, then. Or apply to it anyway. I'm sure they don't get many applicants so...
Yeah- -notes down the name of the store on his arm-
-he's pretty damn hairy, Greg- The name's Vasilios Mcginnis, by the way- friends usually call me Vas. Or Vasil.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWait- wha- Elin? She's been here?
... Y'know I thought I saw her around, but I haven't seen her around lately...
She was always busy so- I was just like- "Well I can't confirm it right now", because like... what if she was from an alternate timeline or something- or just a doppleganger, y'know?
How do you know her?
Eh- it's fine. I'm used to my name, and mockery tended to stop after middle school.
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-Vasilios Mcginnis-
-thumbing through the newspaper job section- I hope this is the mall's news... though who knows what world this could be from.
... Commuting'll be hell if it is from another world.
-Purr is sketching away in the kitchen whilst drinking a cup of tea-
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