The Unexpected Visit [ORP]

[Atraielees]

As Old Deuteronomy reached the final leg of his small yet tiring journey, he noticed that the yard was entirely empty. He slowly made his way to the tire and settled in. Now that he was in the Junkyard he expected his uneasy feeling to get stronger, but it seemed as if there was nothing wrong. Perhaps he had been mistaken. How could he have miss-felt something from Everlasting? He decided that he should stay for a bit incase it came back to him, also, the trip home was more trouble than it was worth at this point.
After an hour of not one Jellicle entering the yard, Deut decided to take a nap. As far as he was concerned, his unexpected visit would be discovered or not.

[CoolMint]

Etcetera clambered toward the center of the yard, desparate to show off her newly-mastered flip. Excitement bubbled through her and she started to walk with a near bounce. To her immense disappointment, the junkyard was empty today. Eh, well. More room to herself. She did a quick cartwheel and headed toward the tire, planning on practicing her flips off high surfaces. She jumped up, only to collide into a great mass of fur and fall back to the ground with a clatter.
"Oof. Wha- ow!" She rubbed her rump and looked up to glare at whatever she'd run into. The glare melted into a smile when she saw who it was. "Deuteronomy! Hi! What are you doing here?"

[electricia]

Demeter like Old Deuteronomy was on her way to the junkyard and while walking the female tried to get off a shrill pink bow from around her neck. She really loved her young owner but today the little girl had been a pain in the butt; enthusiastic about the decision to make her cat the most beautiful one in the world she tried to knot ribbons on Demeter's ears and other cute things - and Demeter just knew one escape; back to the junkyard to have some rest.

May Lu was there ... impatiently the queen finally gave up on the 'accessories' around her neck and took raised up her speed. When she entered the yard Demeter smiled wide; Old Deuteronomy was sitting on his tire, or may better say, he obviously tried to rest without a certain yellowish bundle of energy to clash into him. The female couldn't stifle a chuckle: "Old Deuteronomy surely is as happy as you are to see you again, Cettie, but be careful!" Heading the tire Demeter sunk down to the ground; showing respect never was a great trouble for her.

"It's nice that you are here again, sir. Is there any special reason?" Tilting her head Demeter pulled both knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them. This was a more comfortable position than to stand the whole time.

[Atraielees]

The enthusiasm of the kittens never ceased to amuse him. Old Deuteronomy chuckled lightly as he sat up.
"Well I was taking a nap Etcetera." he scolded, but then smiled brightly at her.
"Demeter," he greeted as he turned to face the golden queen, "It's a pleasure to see you as well. My reason for visiting is rather elusive, for now I'll just sit here and enjoy the morning."
He was jovial with his words but in his eyes was a confused worry. He kindly nuzzled Ectetera's head and gave Demeter a warm smile as he settled comfortably into his tire again.

[CoolMint]

Cettie smiled widely at Demeter. The large pink ribbon around the queen's neck caught her eye, but she didn't question it. It was frayed, as if she'd been trying to tear it off. She settled herself on the tire, her front paws and head resting on Old Deuteronomy's shoulder, and eyed the old tom.
"Is something wrong?" she asked. She could see the uneasy look in his eyes. She followed his gaze out over the junkyard and tried to imagine what could be making him seem so... worried.

[Pippin]

‘What in the world was that?’ That was the first thought that crossed Mistoffelees’ mind as, from somewhere overhead, he heard a rather loud ‘oof’ and the sound of something colliding with something else. He had been taking rather a nice nap, if a bit impromptu, underneath the old tire when the sound from above had awoken him. Truthfully, he had not meant to be there, but he had been out late last night when it had started to rain, and he had found it to be quite dry and comfortable under the tire.

Now awake, and quite curious as to the source of the noise, he stretched and crept out from underneath the tire, coming up behind the small group of Jellicles now assembled, choosing a seat next to Demeter as they finished their greetings to one another. He now saw it was Etcetera that was the source of the noise (which he probably could have guessed had he thought a bit more on it), and that it was apparently their leader that she had rolled into.

“A pleasure to see you again, sir,” he chimed in, announcing his presence with a short nod of his head in deference to the revered cat. It bothered him slightly that he had not sensed the old cat’s presence at his arrival. He was usually on top of such things. Perhaps his sleep was more greatly needed than he first thought. He then turned his head to straighten some of the back fur that had been mussed up while he slept, catching a good look at Demeter as he did so. He raised an eyebrow questioningly at her as he saw the rather garish pink bow that hung around her neck, trying his best (but failing) to suppress a smirk. He would have asked her about it, had Cettie’s question not drawn his attention back to Old Deuteronomy. Cocking his head inquisitively to the side, he surveyed the older tom. Now that she mentioned it, the old cat did seem a bit perturbed for his usually impassive manner.

[Atraielees]

OLD D

Deut did not hear Etcetera's question, for he had fallen deep into thought. The bad feeling had returned and, as he feared, was still quite unclear. He was brought back to reality when a new voice greeted him. He blinked and then saw Mistoffelees.
"Ah Mistoffelees, you are just the tom I wanted to see." Deut smiled, and for a second all worry left his face.
"Would you mind having a word with me behind the tire...alone?"
He casually stood up and nodded his head to the girls.
"Excuse us ladies, this is of great importance. I'm sure you understand."

JEMIMA

A little white bibbed kitten, with crimson bleeding out from under black, softly patted her paws into the Junkyard. Coming straight from her voluntary foster humans small home, she was well fed and rested. As she entered from the opening she saw a few felines gathered around the tire. Old Deuteronomy was at the center of them. What was the leader doing here, he usually is not keen on random visits. She made decided to sit behind the bed frame on the right most end of the yard. Grooming her small body she fell blissfully into her head.

[Pippin]

Mistoffelees could feel his heart beat slightly faster as Old Dueteronomy announced that he wanted to see him. That could either be very good or very bad. Perhaps it was something to do with the upcoming ball, some bit of planning that could utilize his particular talents that he wanted to be a surprise, he thought, a bit hopefully, to himself. But he had a sinking feeling that this had nothing to do with something so fanciful or pleasant. He nodded solemnly in response. “Of course.” Glancing briefly at the others assembled, he turned to follow Old Deuteronomy’s lead, anxious to know just what this was all about.

[Atraielees]

Old Deuteronomy and Mistoffelees walked behind the tire to an area away from the heart of the yard. Deut looked at Mistoffelees for a bit before he began, trying to read his expression.
Finally he spoke, "Mistoffelees, you are a magical Jellicle, which means you have some connection to Everlasting. Have you felt anything recently? Any sort of warning?"
Deut sat down, relaxing a little as he continued.
"You have saved me before from Macavity, if he is planning a return attack I want us to be ready. Now, I will consult mainly with my son about defense but I want you and your magic to be ready as well. If it is a Macavity attack that Heavyside is warning us about."
Deut realized that this was a lot to dump on the tom at once and smiled to reassure Misto a bit.
"I'm not sure what it is that Everlasting was trying to tell me, I just knew that I was needed here soon. If you feel the slightest bit uneasy or warned, let me know. Something is coming, something very bad."

[Pippin]

There was a tangible tension in the air, or so it seemed to Mistoffelees, before Old Deuteronomy spoke. He tried to keep his expression impassive, ready to hear what he had to say, despite his concern for the secrecy and urgency Deuteronomy had professed. The sinking feeling in his stomach seemed to intensify, or maybe it was a bit more than that, he wasn’t sure. Whatever it was, it was confirmed when the older tom finally began to speak.

He listened in silence, nodding now and again in acknowledgement as the gravity of the situation weighed down on him. Could it be that Macavity was planning another attack? He was sure he should have felt something by now. Maybe he had. There was that period a day or so ago when he had a bad feeling about things, but it was fleeting and undefined, nothing more than a flutter, really. He had not thought it significant enough to report to anyone at the time. Now perhaps he thought he should have. If trouble was coming…well, he didn’t want to think what that might fully mean for the Junkyard.

He swallowed thickly as Old Deuteronomy offered a small smile, trying to muster a weak smile in return, though he certainly didn’t feel it. “I did feel something a couple of days ago, sir,” he started, still trying to wrap his brain about all the possibilities for what might be coming, “I didn’t think anything of it at the time. As you say, it was unclear. I couldn’t be sure if it was anything at all really. I should have informed you earlier. I”ll certainly let you know if it happens again.” His tone was apologetic, but he continued. “As for the rest, I stand ready to help in whatever way I can. Just tell me what you need me to do.”

He only hoped that if and when the time came, he would be able to perform as admirably as he had before. It had taken quite a good deal of work, and possibly just as much luck, to bring Old Deuteronomy back last time. He couldn’t help but worry that he may not be able to repeat such an act. “Do you really think Macavity would try to strike again, sir?” he asked, deciding to give in and voice at least some of his doubts.

[electricia]

Demeter had turned her head around to Misto when he looked like mentioning the bow, knotted that tightly around her neck that even her claws weren't able to rip it, raised both eye brows with a very peculiar face expression; she tried to make it look like a warning: Don't say anything wrong now!

At Old Deuteronomy's request to speak alone with Mistoffelees she nodded; almost the queen could sniff the concern he felt and tilted her head, ears twisting quickly. Usually it was her part to get excited or worried but of course Old Deuteronomy was much wiser, experienced and clever than her.

And all this made her uncomfortable.

Stay cool, if there's anything going on, Old D will know what to do. Not to talk about the other toms. Fast Demeter calmed down again and then caught a gentle scent: "Hello Jemima. Don't you want to come over to us?" With her whole body Demeter twisted back to the bed frame after winking at Etcetera: "Or should we do?"

[CoolMint]

Cettie pouted at Deuteronomy, but gave he and Misto privacy to speak to each other. She wanted to be involved, but she let them go off. She attempted to listen to them at first, but gave up and busied herself with her tail. If it was anything important, she would know soon enough.
She looked up and around the junkyard when Demeter spoke, finally catching site of Jemima. "Jemi! C'mere, sit with us! Deuteronomy is here. I mean, Old Deuteronomy." She'd been reprimanded for calling their leader 'Deuteronomy' before; it wasn't 'proper,' according to her mother.

Bombalurina's hips glided stealthily through the air, followed by the rest of her. Hearing Etcetera's call to Jemima, she directed herself toward the tire. If Old Deuteronomy was here, then something must be up. In which case, Bomba would have to be involved. When she got to the tire, however, she was rather distracted.
"Nice bow, Dem," she said, her face straight. "Brings out your eyes very well."

[electricia]

Her ears twitched gently and one short moment Demeter was in danger indeed to pout - wich wouldn't bring her wide with Lu at this point. Instead of acting indignant she decided to take it with a little bit humor: "Really think so? Mhm - thanks!" She smirked when the queen stood up, one paw fingering with the ridiculous thing, and swayed her hips as she walked over to the reddish female, a seducing look into her eyes. She wasn't a great flirter, well, at least in comparison to her friend, but knew what do to get attention.

"Then look me in the eyes, cutie!" Her voice was quiet and dark but right in the next moment the queen laughed out loud, gave Bomba a wide smile with batting eye brows and reached out to get any sharp thing: "At the Ball for courting maybe but right now I've got enough!"

[Pippin]

‘Today was a good day,’ Pouncival thought, totally oblivious to Old Deuteronomy’s presence or the potential danger surrounding it. Already he had perfected his double somersault maneuver, had found a great new hiding place in one of the lesser known trash heaps, and had even found a new secret way out of the Junkyard. He was on his way back in from that very discovery, when he heard the voices of the other cats talking. It seemed everyone was gathered around the tire for some reason. Curious, and looking for something more to occupy his attention, Pounce wandered over to them, hopping up beside Etcetera and trying to catch up on what was being said. He arrived just in time to see Demeter, sporting what was possibly the ugliest pink bow he had ever seen (though he thought pretty much all bows were ugly), began to play flirtatiously with Bombalurina. He arched an eyebrow and wrinkled his nose, confused, and a bit disturbed. He had clearly walked in on the wrong part of the conversation. “So…uh…what’s going on guys?”

[theangelofmusic]

Skimbleshanks quickly made his way into the Junkyard, it had been nearly a week since he had seen any of the other cats and he was eager to finally be able to stop by and stay for a while. As he got closer he could hear some sort of comotion and just make out Deuteronomy's voice, he quickened his pace, is not often they get visited by their beloved leader. When he finally reached his destination he took his usual spot a top the trunk of the car and looked around. Demeter, Bombalurina, Etcetera and Pouncival were all near the large tire, but Deuteronomy was nowhere to be found. Skimble gave a frown at not being able to locate the old tom and decided to sit back and rest for the time being, observing the others go about their business.