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[theresnodoor]

In Metropolis, one can find almost everything. All kinds of peoples - fighters, tricksters, thieves, innocent people just looking for a good time.

And occasionally, you can find a healthy looking kitty with silky white fur sitting on the porch of a nearby storefront to a club, grooming himself (because the cat itself is a boy, you see) and occasionally running off to walk a fence or leap on a row of trashcans or chase a mouse.



Rachel may or may not be avoiding the nightlife of other twenty-somethings.

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[theresnodoor]

Rachel makes a mental note: acquire an uglier cat morph.

Fluffer wants to ignore Jack and Rachel, still vaguely irritated at Jo, doesn't see any reason to be nice to her friend. ...just yet.

Grooming is a great way to seem utterly unconcerned with your audience.

[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

Well, then.

Jack is never one to stay with someone who doesn't want his company. He touches his hat again, this time in farewell.

"I hope your evening improves."

[theresnodoor]

There would probably be a more interesting dialogue between the two if Rachel knew she wasn't fooling him. So far as she knows, he's just talking to a cat... as people seem to do.

Still grooming, green eyes dart in his direction. She's at least going to make sure of which direction he's heading.

[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

He's heading on, actually. There's plenty in Metropolis to entertain a pirate who loves violence and women, and Jack doesn't want to creep out Jo any further.

So he continues down the street, whistling to himself.