Sub-Terra Graveyard

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The Graveyard

Neglected for years upon years, even before Armageddon took place, the old graveyard is lost among the rotting trees. Worn gravestones, tangled among dead roots and crumbling flowers, are settled deep into soggy mud and grass, their bare heads and shoulders bowed humbly, their faded names muffled by age and time. Each grave is pressed into close proximity of the others, no room spared for walking, no ground wasted for anything other than a hollow cavern where a corpse now lays, decomposed into nothing but dust below the earth’s surface. Corralled and crowded by sharp wrought iron fences, they jostle for a position in this desolate graveyard to observe the passing of the seasons, no longer graced by the presence of visitors other than the occasional raven who would alight in the gnarled old oak tree which is rotting though somhow still standing.
© Zero for the description

"I'm not sure," she admitted as she began to tie her hair back, "I was assuming that you would know, seeing as you must have come here for your appointment, and I merely came here to retrieve my clothing."
Backlit by the moon, her shadow fell across the graveyard, and for a moment, took the eerie shape of a cat with its back arched high, a mouse caught in its jaws.

*feels a drip of blood begin to drip down his chin, and hastily catches it with his tongue*
I'm actually already finished. T'was curiousity that brought me here.

"Curiosity killed the cat, they say," she laughed quietly, "although satisfaction brought it back. Are you satisfied with what you've found here? A lonely stray in her home, and a traspasser over the final resting places of the dead?"

*he hears peoples talking and he looks up stoping his song and all else*
aw man... more people... meaning another fight...
*he flips and sits behind the tombstone*

A sudden passing current piques Catharine's interest, and she immediately sits up, a crackle of electricity sizzling from her hands to her hair. With an excited mew, she leapt down from the crypt and took off across the graveyard, jumping nimbly over the archon as she chased down the current. Her foot touched very lightly on his head, quite intentionally so by her laugh, and then--she was gone.

*he sighs and gets up leaving*

Yawning, Catharine stretched as she re-entered the graveyard, weaving wearily through the stones, yet with little loss of grace and ease in her steps; her fatigue affected her little. The fact that the boy had gone entered her mind and exited as easily as a passing breath through lungs. Upon reaching the crypt, and still noting Kain's presence, a weak, empty smile touched her lips for a moment before disappearing. She leapt again to the roof of the crypt, changing as she went, and rubbed against his ribcage gently, purring. With a long stretch, she circled in his lap and laid down, curling up to sleep for an indeterminate length of time.

*he comes back hoping that no one was there and sighing noting that there was, so he just sits on another tombstone and kinda ignores them, eventually he falls back and lays on the ground passing out*

*awakes to see Cat sleeping on his lap*
*smiles faintly*
You're back.

At Kain's waking, she stirred, and blinked her cobalt blue eyes open. For a moment, she sat dazed, then yawned and stretched, flexing her needle-like claws before pressing her head affectionately into his stomach.
"Indeed, I am~ This is home, after all."

*he wakes up seemingly later*
ugh...how long was i out...

*pats her on the head*
You sure chose a depressing place to call home.
*hears the sound of Misery waking up*
It would seem our guest is awakening.

With a quirk in her whiskers, she regarded him oddly for a moment.
"You considering yourself depressing?"
Upon his notification that their "guest" was waking, she craned her neck around curiously to look at the archon. Her tail flicked in curiosity and she leapt down from the roof top, landing nimbly on her paws. She padded over to the other boy quietly, as if she were sneaking up on a bird, or a mouse--ears flattened, tummy scraping the damp grass and mud.

*he sighs yawning*
i slept well though... odd because normally i have a bed..
*he rifles through his bag and takes out an unmarked bottle, opens it and drinks it all*
ah. now thats the good stuff

Eyes bright, she pounced on him at the sight of the bottle, landing in such a way on his arm that the contents would, at this point, be spilled all over him and the surrouding area.
"Nya~!" she mewed, inspecting him curiously, and sniffing at the bottle he held.

*when she knocks it over it seems to steam off of him as she smells, it smells like cherries. and he looks at her and pets her lightly*
well hey there kitty

She purred under his touch, arching her back and kneading her claws into his legs as she dropped lightly from his arm into his lap. Her whiskers twitched at the smell, sending a small shiver down her spine, accompanied with what might be a flicker of static electricity in her whiskers and fur.
"Mew~ Hello~" she spoke casually, leaning down to lap at some of the spilt liquid curiously.

*he smiles a little and pets her still*
oh im sorry miss, hello.
*when she laps at it she notices it is cherry coke(sorry i am wanting some but cant have any >,<)*

"What are you sorry for?" she asked, blinking curiously.
Closing her eyes and purring subtly, she leaned down and lapped further at the spilt soda, having never tasted anything like it before.
"Curious taste...It's good~"

*he smiles and nods*
well it was from my world. its called cherry coke.
and im sorry for not noticing that you were in a different form than normal, i mean i hear all the time about people who can become animals, but this is my first encounter with one
*he reaches in his bag and pulls out a bowl and pours some of his coke in there setting by the cat*

Pausing for a moment in her drinking to look at him curiously, her whiskers twitched in a way which almost made her seem to smile.
"I hardly ever intend for people to know me. I just felt lazy today."
Having spoken again, she dips her head down and laps contentedly at the bowl he set down for her. Her tail curled delicately around her paws as she took a drink, and, silent, she appeared for all the world to be a simple black cat, albeit a bit larger than most.

*he smiles and nods*
i understand that
*he continues to pet her*
well the name is Misery

"Nice to meet you~" she chimed, not offering him her name, and merely returning to the drink.
Her back arched under his petting, her purring lifting a tad in volume as her fur rippled in delight.
That feels nice~ she thought, surprised to find that she followed it with ..But Kain's petting feels nicer

*he smiles and continues to pet her*
what are you doing out here?

"I could ask you the same thing, da? What would you say if I lived here?"
As she spoke, she lifted her head and turned to face him, her ears twitching curiously. Her eyes were bright, and for a moment, menacing, before returning to a neutral expression. Behind her slitted irises danced a mischeivious light.