Dirk is a mushy pile of kiteten goo. "How did Sullivan figure out you might be mine?"
Alec thinks for a bit and then shrugs. "Not exactly sure, but he said I'm definitely descended from Julian, Caine, or Gerard."
Dirk nods "so do u have the normal minosian trick of the blood?"
Moxon clomp-clomps down from the porch. "We'd have to hang him upside-down from the mast of a ship, naked, and ask him if he feels OK."
"Trick of the blood?" Alec asks slowly. He glances over to Moxon as he appears. "What's with you wanting to tie me to things naked?"
Moxon says, "We're weatherproof. That's the trick."
Moxon says, "I can be shirtless in a blizzard and none of me will turn black and fall off."
Dirk says "I love patrolling in rain. I like water."
Moxon summons a beer from hiding. He explains: "I'm a worst-case scenario guy. I have respect for toughness -- but I encourage everyone I know to plan _not only_ to survive, say, an alligator attack? Survive it wounded, naked, and using only a grapefruit spoon."
Dirk says :Do you need the grapefruoot spoon? I can do it with a toothpick."
Alec nods. "Ah. Yeah, I've noticed the weatherproofing. It's pretty convenient, actually. And weird to think of a cat liking water." He glances at Moxon. "It's when you say things like that that make me anxious to join the rangers," he mutters. "Things like that aren't common, are they?"
Moxon says, "You're a godlet. Weird things. Happen. To us. Remember when we dropped into that teeny-tiny version of Amber with ankle-high Elders, Dirk?"
Alec glances between the two of them. "Huh. Alright, point taken. I'd just like to avoid wrestling alligators naked. Can I make that my one request for my life?"
Dirk nods “but we can't assure you that it will be fulfilled. Stranger things have happened after all."
Moxon blinks. "Well, shit. There go *my* plans for Tuesday night." He smirks.
"Not that you've ever invited me to anything other than wyvern hunting," Alec says with a grin. "Then again, I'm starting to see a pattern with you and fighting large reptiles. I'm going to have to pass on any of your future parties." He plucks Dirk out of his lap, stands up, and brushes himself off.
Moxon says, "Heading out?"
Dirk purrs and growls. "hugs not putting me down. Kiddo."
Alec shakes his head. "No, moving somewhere more comfortable, preferrably with booze." He bends down and picks Dirk up again.
Moxon says, "So, what else, eh?"
Alec is still holding Dirk as he looks at Moxon. "Other than cat hugs, you mean?"
Moxon says, "Just in general. I like to keep abreast of the news."
Alec shrugs. "I've been told to stay in Arden for the next few days to make sure to avoid Cat, and I helped some friends with a supply run out in shadow."
Moxon says, "Supply run?"
Dirk is purrung and rolling around and othewise being engged in cat like behavour. Dirk is the cat tht doesn't make you want to kill someone.'
"We went out to find nonperishables for the military or something," Alec explains.
Moxon ahs. "Sounds responsible. I would say 'Have I taught you nothing?!' but I've engaged in my share of relief missions." He nods.
Alec laughs. "Well, in all, it was the kind of experience I think you would encourage. I actually got in some legit combat practice when we were attacked."
Moxon says, "... attacked by?"
Alec says, "Uh... Undead?"
Dirk says "I wannt to kill tehm. Chop off their heads."
Moxon says, "Not political, then. No need for mercy. Fun."
Alec laughs. "I should have invited you, then," he says. "Maybe next time. I think Balthus wants to make a few more runs."
Moxon nods. "You might learn a few tricks."