tatteredxclaws :
@ilcolosso
âHey Sira, are your cats home? We were supposed to meet half an hour ago outside to play poker.â Of course sheâs lying, but she just wanted to see if this old, grown ass man is going to believe a 14 year old kid when she says cat poker is a real thing.
  Oh! The young spirit! Sira just sits there for a moment, an aging man on his porch, trying to process how a cat would go about playing poker. He will entertain her this time, perhaps only on the grounds that he wants to see it happen.   Chuckling, he shakes his head: âReally! Please forgive them for their absence. Letâs see if I can fetch them for you.â He opens the door to his home, and the two of them bolt outside mere moments later. Lucia, cautious, stands tentatively by the entryway. Ciacco pads up to Kana with a trill, sniffing her leg before curling his plump self around it.   âLucia isnât fond of card games -- not any I know of, that is,â he adds. âBut Ciacco, he is dangerous. He wonât play fair.âÂ















