[Open, in journal and in person]

[foughtfortheusers]

[Have a black cat stalking the halls of the castle, yowling unhappily as it explores.  Things look a lot different from floor level like this, and Rinzler isn't entirely pleased about this.

There's a bright red color on his neck with a little jingly tag with his name on it, not that he realizes it yet.  He's mostly trying to avoid attention with how vulnerable this body feels.  And he's scared.  He knows Clu is going to be unhappy with him.  Then he finally notices his journal, opening it and starting to claw the pages, meowing.]

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Dictated

[is0latedthinker]

[Okay, Alan's heard his fair share of strange things over the journal. Kitty-cat noises into the journal weren't, especially accompanied by torn pages.

Hadn't one of James' friends been turned into a cat? Maybe it was her.]

Hello?

[foughtfortheusers]

Meow?

[Trying to claw letters into the page. "ALAN"]

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan has to squint and tilt his head a little, but that does look a little like his name, he thinks. Maybe it's not James' friend after all - they'd never met.]

Who is this? Where-- [Okay, asking questions to a cat that couldn't answer aside from what only might have been his name? Not very productive.]

I'm in my room. Can you get there?

[foughtfortheusers]

Meow. [And there's a sort of purring noise. He knows where that room is, and he thinks he can make the trip.]

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan nods to himself - purring is good, hissing is bad.]

I'll keep an eye out.

[And with that he steps outside and wishes up a chair, settling down to wait.]

[messin_with_my_zen_thing]

[... cat? Flynn blinks, looking down the hallway at the poor thing]

[foughtfortheusers]

[The user? Well, as least Rinzler isn't that recognizable like this. Though he doesn't know about the collar and tags.] Meow.

[messin_with_my_zen_thing]

[He strolls over, smiling]

Hey there, buddy. You lost?

[foughtfortheusers]

Meow.

[No, user. He isn't lost. He's just on a loss. He's a bit nervous, seeing the user like this...]

[messin_with_my_zen_thing]

[He crouches down in front of him, reaching out to scratch at his ears]

Whatcha got here, huh? Tags?

dictated.

[mom_to_us_all]

[For once, Chibi seems exhausted and is sleeping like a log, he even snores a little--huh, anyway, it gives her time to check the journal, which she hasn't in a while.

What is this?]

Hey there, kitten, are you lost? [There is no ink this time, but more like dog noises because animals are supposed to understand her, right?]

[foughtfortheusers]

[He meows. "Woke up like this."]

[mom_to_us_all]

Ah, the castle is acting up again. Were you human before?

[foughtfortheusers]

["Program."]

[mom_to_us_all]

Program?

Action

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine is walking down the hall from the library, a few books on illusions under her arm, when she spots the cat. Hmm… Could be a new arrival, resident on loss, or someone’s pet. Either way, might as well be sociable. Never know if it's one of those cats who work at the Worldgating Center.

So the young wizard addresses him in the Speech, so the two will be able to understand each other.]

Greetings. Is something troubling you?

Action

[foughtfortheusers]

[Looking up at the stranger, meowing an answer. "Loss."]

Action

[wizard_redfive]

Oh dear, that is troublesome. I suppose you're not usually a cat then.

Action

[foughtfortheusers]

["Am a program."]

Action

[wizard_redfive]

[A program, huh? The short phrases remind her of a certain program's syntax, but she hasn't heard Rinzler speak yet, so she's not quite sure.

Well, one way to find out.]

What is your name, program?

[perfectisnteasy]

[WHAT is that horrible NOISE.

CLU wrenches his door open, ready to tell whoever it is to just cut it out, and -- cat.

wut.

pardon him for staring a little, he's never actually seen one before]

[foughtfortheusers]

[Rinzler stares up at his master, nervous as hell.] Meow?

[perfectisnteasy]

[he frowns down at the furball.]

Identify.

[CLU you don't say that to a cat you really don't just -- mmf.]

[foughtfortheusers]

[Rinzler tilts his head. He can't answer that. But he has to try.] Meow.

[perfectisnteasy]

Interesting. [he kneels down to get a look at him closer] ... Are you a resident, or just one of those ... "pet" things?