*soon, the kitten sees that they’re in a plane. above land. and there’s no floor.* ._. *they scamper into their jacket to hide*
*He adjusts his jacket so that the kitten has a bit more room. He can always fix it later.*
¶No need to worry, planes are safe.¶
*Marvin shakes their little butt* mew *they pounce* mew
*NJ cracks a small, soft smile.*
*the collar reads: Marvin* mew mew ((it okay))
¶Nice to meet you Marvin. I should probably find where you're supposed to be..¶
*the kitten feels his hand and lean in the touch* mew *he purrs louder*
*Gentle scratches for now. CJ had sent him an update, that everything was well now and that he didn't have to come over...*
¶You are cute.. do you have a name?¶
*he checks for a collar*
*the kitten looks out the window with him. he sees the cities below with lights and snow* mew *they purr*
*it takes a second, but they pet the kitten for the first time. Soft.*
¶..Decent view today, huh?...¶
*the kitten wiggled* mew *he jumped down and laid on his computer. he saw Jim's name and was happy* mew
*he smiles just a bit*
¶Maybe I should just give it a minute...¶
*he looks out the window quietly*
*the kitten wiggled, agreeing with him as the plane flew. he saw the man worried, so he purrs*
*The corner of his mouth twitches upwards at that.*
¶I am going to have to find who you belong too when we land, Kitten.¶
*the kitten wiggled and purrs. he wonders if the man knows CJ and RJ*
*he adjusts himself into a more stable position and looks at what he had been typing. There were three things, actually, but the current one was an email. It looked harsh to him, and it had been. It looked more like an interrogation than a worried inquiry. His writing just tended to be like that though. He needed better words, gentler words.
*His brother had clearly been afraid- and the vague-ness had worried him further. All he knew was that one of the dumbasses had gotten hurt and that the other was being cryptic about it. By the time he actually got the right words, that got both his thoughts out and communicated them in a way that did not sound accusatory, he would already be in their house.*
¶...I worry about them, Kitten. I do. I hope that he's just riled up over nothing, you know?¶
*the kitten feels tall* mew *he is happy* mew *they wish for destruction* mew *they purr happily*
*he rolls his eyes a bit, this was not his cat, he was not keeping them, but it also was not like he was going to move them*
*the kitten wiggled out of his shirt and sits on his head. he feels tall* mew
¶..You are ridiculous. I am going to have to fix my hair now, you know.¶
*there is not really any bite to the words, exasperation muffling the fondness that was slowly showing up. Could not help that he liked cats, just where did this one come from..*
*the kitten wiggled closer to him. he's a cat. he's noting going to talk* meow *silly human*
*the man sighs.*
¶Guess you are stuck in here with me then. Don't chew any of my stuff, alright?¶
*he sits back down, frowns, and deletes a line from whatever he's writing before continuing. Time until arrival, approximately two hours.*
*the kitten seemed to smile at them* :3 *they started to purr*
*once the man recognizes that the furry body was in fact a cat and not some other creature that did not belong in a plane, an almost exasperated look crossed his face.*
¶What are you doing in here? I thought animals out of crates weren't allowed on board... Something about stress?¶
*he pickups and slips back on his over wear, smoothing out any wrinkles they might have had.*
¶Where is your owner..?¶
*the kitten pops from the collar of his shirt* mew:3 *he snuck on. how?*
*the man outright screams, sheds his outerwear in record speed, and is behind his origional chair way faster than seemed logical. Then again, judging by their face and voice, it was kind of obvious logic was going to be a little wonky, even for them. Their voice was a little deeper, maybe a little rougher, but it did sound like..*
¶What, what the fuck?!¶
*Jim.*