The Mungojerrie: Enemies, Yet Friends

[AmbushCat]

Time: 12:05p.m.

*It has been at least 4 years since the Mungojerrie first opened to the public, and business is still going strong. From its location beyond Muffinville's limits, it has an excellent view of both the city skyline and the surrounding area. The property around the half-buried Eclipse-class Star Destroyer (or Dreadnaught, whatever) has changed somewhat over time.

Beyond the trench separating the ship from flat land is a parking lot, with both plenty of lighting come night time and enough space for 320 vehicles of various kinds (and an additional 40 spaces marked "Residents and/or employees only", of which 15 are actually being used). Between the parking lot and the trench are a set of safety barricades of various types, culminating in a tall, angled chain-link fence like those seen at some baseball diamonds. Dotting the area around the parking lot are assorted trees and shrubberies, plus a currently-active sprinkler system. Finally, a titanium-and-concrete bridge is placed next to the parking lot; the bridge provides safe transit to the entrance built into the side of the Mungojerrie's command structure, which would then lead visitors to an elevator linked to the ship's assorted business ventures. There's more, but that's pretty much all that can be seen from the lot.

*A space at the border of the parking lot is occupied by Callista's Pyro-GX. Callista herself is waiting in front of the walkway; unhappy with the heat, she is currently dressed in a gray "Cats Rule" T-shirt and frayed knee-length jean shorts, and is barefoot. The reason for this is that she is currently in her Delcatty/human hybrid form, with large claws poking out of her toes. Also of note is that any fur she has that would normally be purple is instead calico-patterned.*

Callista: *muttering to herself* Hope she remembers to come here. Did I give Circe the invite? Yeah, I gave Circe the invite. Did I remember to buy bread before I left? Yeah, I bought bread. I'm not so stupid as to forget that. *taps her foot impatiently* Come on come on come on, where is she? I hate 100-degree heat, hate it hate it hate it hate it.

[Ookalf]

*Circe appears behind Callista.* I'm here, I'm here. Calm down already.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *yowls* BATMAN! *whirls around; gasps in relief* Circe! Don't scare me like that!

[Ookalf]

*Circe chuckles.* Oh, like this is the first time I've done that to you... Say, what's with the cat look?

[AmbushCat]

Callista: I'm trying to combine my pre-Ville powerset with my newer one. The Game Masters insisted. *bitter smile* So much for normality, huh? *starts walking across the bridge*

[Ookalf]

*Circe follows Callista across.* Mm. Certainly sounds annoying.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: Yeah. I didn't want to ruin any more shoes, so I had to go without.

*Up ahead, the entranceway and elevator door can be seen opening as it detects their approach.*

[Ookalf]

And going barefoot isn't uncomfortable at all?

[AmbushCat]

Callista: Sure it is, if I walk on something like broken gravel or small rocks. As long as I'm walking on a smooth surface, like now for instance, it's manageable. *looks down at her feet as she walks* These are a full six sizes smaller than Aldonza's, so stepping on those other things hurts a lot more.

[Ookalf]

*Circe nods.* Think you could wear open-toed sandals without wrecking them?

[AmbushCat]

*The shopfreak takes a few moments to think this over as they enter the elevator. Calli pushes the button for the restaurant before she speaks, ignoring the classical music playing on the speaker.*

Callista: That's a possibility. If I can keep the claws from nicking them while I'm putting them on... *nods* Yeah, I'll give it a shot later.

[Ookalf]

You do that. *Circe lightly taps her foot as the elevator rises.*

[AmbushCat]

*The door opens shortly thereafter, opening out into the expansive restaurant/arcade. It's the start of the lunch rush, so a substantial number of tables and booths are occupied by Muffinville NPCs, interdimensional travellers (including, randomly, a dark-skinned woman in a Green Lantern uniform), and---of course---Kittenoans. An orange tabby felinoid in a nice suit is playing a piano set up in one corner of the restaurant; the song he's playing is recognizable as one of Mozart's works. Mini-Lina Inverse (in cursed form) can be seen elsewhere, scarfing down her weight in foodstuffs.*

*The waitress seated at the front desk sits upright when she sees Calli and Circe arrive.*

Waitress #73: Ah! Bosses! Good afternoon! Just a party of two today?

((OOC: I'll respond to any further comments after I get back from my break on Sunday evening or thereabouts. I've been spending entirely too much time on the computer recently. ))

[Ookalf]

Yes, I believe so. *Circe looks to Callista.* Unless you invited anyone else?

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *thinks back* I'd mentioned at your shop that Mischa was welcome to come as well, but I think he... or she, or... *growls* ...whatever... had been occupied with something else at the time. I doubt he'll be coming.