Week 2, Thursday; Akira

[sylfied]

[ It sure is a strange evening, but it's not occurring to her that something's very, very wrong just yet-- because that sure is a familiar black cat with a bow cleaning herself on the sand and making muttered remarks on how disgusting this is. ]

Celine...?

[ well, if anyone could make it here, it would be Emma's magical cat, so this doesn't seem too impossible.

Sorry, Akira. ]

Comments

[sylfied]

Well, who knows? It could happen one day.

[jokered]

Maybe. I'd prefer it's not in a place like this, though.