Jul 22 14:42:53 <Knave>	The student pacing around the courtyard of Fifth Sanctum could, at first be mistaken for a creature. Even to discount its stony skin and its monstrous face, it sometimes falls into a hunched stance with its claws padding the floor as well as its bare, taloned feet. It moved back and forth, sometimes, and sometimes in squat, misshapen circles, giving the appearance of a patrolling guard dog. If it did not wear a plain white shift and a blonde ponytail, little would give away that it was a girl.
Jul 22 14:45:53 <Nicholas>	A turquoise and grey cat, looking to be the size of a small savannah a cat, with big fluffy ears and long fur, pads outside into the courtyard. At the sight of this, it lets out a sound of surprise, and hides behind a bench.
Jul 22 14:49:37 <Knave>	Gloria straightens up, the shapeless dress shifting lankly around her frame, and looks towards the bench the cat ran to. With a sound of grinding stone, her head tilts minutely to one side as she peers forward. The expression on her static face, a grimace of disdain and revulsion, does not move, and her reptilian amber eyes, glowing slightly, convey no softer an emotion. Still, the horrific girl stands still as a statue, just watching.
Jul 22 14:50:27 <Nicholas>	The little cat peeks from behind the bench.....then instantly looks like a deer in the headlights.
Jul 22 14:50:39 <Nicholas>	Well, not a little cat.
Jul 22 14:52:58 <Knave>	She makes a sound, that might be her exhaling, that sounds like a handful of pebbles being thrown down a hole. All at once, she wheel around away from the cat and marches off a few paces, grunting out a "Sorry." that sounds like scraping granite. She briefly falls onto all fours as he steps before straightening up again, walking away with sudden, hard steps.
Jul 22 14:54:01 <Nicholas>	"Wait.....are student?" Upon not finding any hostility, the cat walks into view, now looking curious.
Jul 22 14:55:40 <Knave>	Gloria moves her head to look well away from the cat, but stops pacing. "Yesss." She rumbles, with a sudden aggravated tone underneath the unnatural stony sound of her voice. "You're a talking cat?" She says, more irritated and bored than enchanted or surprised by the idea.
Jul 22 14:57:03 <Nicholas>	The cat......now looks guilty....It simply bows it's head. A sort of apology.
Jul 22 15:00:28 <Knave>	Gloria stays still a few moments more, then grunts and returns to pacing. She seems to now be working a long circuit around the entirety of the courtyard, by the looks of it. She lopes past the cat with her slow, staccato gait.
Jul 22 15:01:17 <Nicholas>	The cat follows along, shaking the snow off of itself every once and a while.
Jul 22 15:04:45 <Knave>	Gloria, for some time more, does not acknowledge the cat. Just walks, very rarely dropping to all fours for a few steps before getting back up with a kind of solid fluidity. If she is watching for anything in particular, she doesn't seem to find it, just keeps walking. After a while, she grumbles "Don't need a pet."
Jul 22 15:05:57 <Nicholas>	"Am not pet. What are you doing? Not seeing point in pacing." The cat says, sitting down and looking up at her with curiosity.
Jul 22 15:07:11 <Knave>	She does not stop for him, "I am walking." She says simply, then turns her head with a slight lurch to look over her shoulder in the cat's general direction, "What are you doing?"
Jul 22 15:07:58 <Nicholas>	The cat pads after then. "Am following. Nothing else to do."
Jul 22 15:10:17 <Knave>	"Then don't complain." It's possible that her trudge through the snow slows down, as she starts to vary her direction again, "Do all magic cats talk in broken English, or just the ones I get saddled with?" With the longest sentence she's said so far, there's the hint of an English accent under the voice like unpleasant rock noises.
Jul 22 15:11:25 <Nicholas>	The cat's ears go down at that, a bit hurt. "Only begin learning english last year.........."
Jul 22 15:14:15 <Knave>	"Not gotten to pronouns yet?" She snarks as she arrives beside the gazebo and, for whatever reason, plants her claws on its wooden frame and peers around inside it. Apparently satisfied, she pushes off and lands on all fours in the snow beside it.
Jul 22 15:15:29 <Nicholas>	"English is first language. Yes, have not gotten to pronouns yet." Still following, such an annoying little thing.
Jul 22 15:18:45 <Knave>	Her inhuman eyes flick over the cat for a moment before she turns away again, commenting "Probably shouldn't have started at high school." The words "high school" sound unnatural in her voice - which is to say, more unnatural than all words sound coming out of her throat. The phrase doesn't fit her accent. She lopes off again, forging a new path towards the far edge of the courtyard.
Jul 22 15:20:31 <Nicholas>	The cat still follows. "Did not really have choice. Scientists threw me here, then left."
Jul 22 15:21:21 <Nicholas>	His voice has a sort of weak, soft tone to it. It's cute in it's own way.
Jul 22 15:22:13 <Knave>	"And what?" She falls onto all fours again and continues like that for some time, "You just stay everywhere scientists throw you?" She pauses and looks over her shoulder, her stone-fanged maw twitching for a moment in what might have been a smile, "Look at that. You managed a pronoun."
Jul 22 15:25:05 <Nicholas>	Upon realization of this, the cat beams brightly. It's fluffy ears flick about happily. It seems even happier at the sigh of a smile. "Yes....used pronoun. Also, had no other choice. Had no other place to go."
Jul 22 15:27:49 <Knave>	"Big world." Gloria says dismissively as she continues loping across the courtyard, occasionally turning her head to one side of the other to scan the area.
Jul 22 15:32:33 <Nicholas>	The cat lets out a little sound similar to a sigh. "Well. People here are nice. Do not regret being dropped off here."
Jul 22 15:36:26 <Knave>	Gloria grunts in response. When she reaches the edge of the courtyard, at Columba Hall, she steps up to the wall of the building and grips the brickwork with one claw, moving up the side of the wall with as much ease as she walked along the ground. Which is to say, the movement looks jerky and almost painful.
Jul 22 15:38:40 <Nicholas>	The cat suddenly grows dragonlike wings from it's back, and begins flapping to follow her up. "Like climbing?"
Jul 22 15:43:00 <Knave>	She makes a two-syllable grunt, and continues climbing like a stop-motion monster to the chimneyed roof of the academic building, where she takes up a position by the edge, looking out over the courtyard.
Jul 22 15:47:10 <Nicholas>	He lands beside the stone person, his turquoise eyes look about the courtyard. "Oh, yes. Never got nam-your name." He manages to correct himself this time!
Jul 22 15:49:41 <Knave>	"Gloria." She rumbles at length, each syllable taking about a second. Her claws grip the cornice and she leans forward in place.
Jul 22 15:50:34 <Nicholas>	"Is good to meet you. Am Lennox." The cat says, now more of laying down than sitting.
Jul 22 15:52:00 <Knave>	"Okay." She says hoarsely, giving a small, grinding nod. "I'm done talking now. Stay or don't." She rolls her stony shoulders and then becomes perfectly still bar her slit-pupils scanning the horizon.
Jul 22 15:52:56 <Nicholas>	The cat decides to stay, curling up and taking a nap.
Jul 22 15:53:50 <Knave>	-Scene break-