Springstar doesn't smell unpleasant, at least. [...] Well. The Coliseum can smell a bit strange on some days, when the smell of blood has had a chance to settle.
[Normal things to be chatting about with a poor stranger who just wants to be out here petting and perhaps kidnapping cats. Which!! Speaking of!]
Ah... I haven't seen many by the library, but they tend to spend their time around the back side, when they're here. Most of them like to be near the bakery and fishmonger's.
[Just how spoiled and well-fed are these cats... Hopefully they'll be willing to accept napkin offerings, but maybe they are too bougie for that life.
Then, without much warning, Matsui makes a sudden detour from the direction he'd been heading in and meanders into a nearby sidestreet, instead. It's probably not for nefarious luring-a-stranger-to-be-murdered purposes, but he sure doesn't say anything.]
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[Normal things to be chatting about with a poor stranger who just wants to be out here petting and perhaps kidnapping cats. Which!! Speaking of!]
Ah... I haven't seen many by the library, but they tend to spend their time around the back side, when they're here. Most of them like to be near the bakery and fishmonger's.
[Just how spoiled and well-fed are these cats... Hopefully they'll be willing to accept napkin offerings, but maybe they are too bougie for that life.
Then, without much warning, Matsui makes a sudden detour from the direction he'd been heading in and meanders into a nearby sidestreet, instead. It's probably not for nefarious luring-a-stranger-to-be-murdered purposes, but he sure doesn't say anything.]