Log - Apartment A4 mingle (closed)

[twistedbones]

Who: Peter Osborne, Thackery Binxs, and Ribbons Almark
When: move-in time, pre-event
Where: ADI housing
Summary: Just three dudes moving into their new digs
Warnings: none expected

When he'd been told he had a room in an apartment assigned to him, Thackery had been taken aback--he hasn't lived in a home for centuries now. But then, he can hardly go back to sleeping under bushes when the magic they put on him makes him look human outside of headquarters and housing.

In here, right this moment, he looks his usual self: a sleek black cat seated on the floor of the hallway, tail swishing as he gives the door to said apartment a dirty look.

Later, assuming one of his roommates lets him in, he takes his time exploring what little there is to see of the apartment, clambering up the bed in his own room, stalking across counters, and scoping out the best window spots in the common room.

Comments

[puredistortion]

He blinks, otherwise not moving at all. If he had realized this cat would be like this he might not have allowed him in. This seems like exactly the kind of thing to report to the ADI. As long as this so-called cat is here he's at least somewhat contained. He picks up the phone to begin a message.

"I'm sure they will be wanting pictures with my report."

[twistedbones]

"This isn't Dogtown. No prizes."

He stretches lazily, refusing to get upset about this. "I'm your roommate, airhead."