[So, about that really quiet employee the waitstaff keep talking about. Shun is doing his best not to be seen - with occasional abuse of teleportation, because desperate times call for desperate measures - but he's still occasionally visible coming in and out of the door to the back area where all the cats that aren't out on the floor are, dressed in plain black. If anyone tries to head out the back (it's not too difficult with the advantage of going largely unnoticed by humans, even if the cats will eye some people off suspiciously), it's largely very similar to the front. There's the same carpeted floor and cat posts, but there's also various cages, beds and food bowls out here.
On the topic of food, Shun is feeding a couple of the kittens who need more regular meals, which has had the unfortunate side effect of him having to deal with something akin to this, a line of kittens trying to climb his leg. For his part, he seems used to it, mostly just looking faintly exasperated.
There's a slightly older, somewhat grizzly-looking white cat watching the proceedings, apparently content to observe Shun's suffering until a certain point where it gets up, stretches, and strides over, meowing rather loudly. The kittens all drop off Shun's leg in dribs and drabs, and he goes over to fill their bowls and let them eat while he puts the food away, squinting at the white cat the entire time.]
Typical. [The white cat meows again and headbutts his leg. And then does it again. And again until he picks it up, though that's probably around the time he notices someone else here and tenses visibly.]
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[B]
[Shun is, in fact, the person making regular kitten deliveries outside after he's checked them over to make completely sure they're ready to go out. He's been pretty careful about how he's doing it, but that doesn't mean he's not occasionally catchable heading upstairs with an armful of wriggling kittens.
Especially when one of them wriggles free enough to start trying to crawl into the arm of his shirt. He can't exactly get it out with his hands full, so he settles for walking faster, though the flailing back legs of a kitten coming out of his sleeve are a little bit noticeable...]
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[C]
[After a while, when things get busier and cats are needing to go out faster, Shun has to reluctantly relegate himself to checking over kittens in an isolated enclosure on the top floor...which means he's actually fully visible and in one place to be caught out. He's pretty determinedly not paying attention to anyone unless they approach him, though, at which point he'll raise his head just long enough to give them the withering glare of the century, bar the maybe three people who already knew about his job here who'll just get a normal glare.]
These ones aren't ready yet. [He bluntly points back towards the other enclosures before turning his attention to the kitten lying on its back in his lap.]
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[So, about that really quiet employee the waitstaff keep talking about. Shun is doing his best not to be seen - with occasional abuse of teleportation, because desperate times call for desperate measures - but he's still occasionally visible coming in and out of the door to the back area where all the cats that aren't out on the floor are, dressed in plain black. If anyone tries to head out the back (it's not too difficult with the advantage of going largely unnoticed by humans, even if the cats will eye some people off suspiciously), it's largely very similar to the front. There's the same carpeted floor and cat posts, but there's also various cages, beds and food bowls out here.
On the topic of food, Shun is feeding a couple of the kittens who need more regular meals, which has had the unfortunate side effect of him having to deal with something akin to this, a line of kittens trying to climb his leg. For his part, he seems used to it, mostly just looking faintly exasperated.
There's a slightly older, somewhat grizzly-looking white cat watching the proceedings, apparently content to observe Shun's suffering until a certain point where it gets up, stretches, and strides over, meowing rather loudly. The kittens all drop off Shun's leg in dribs and drabs, and he goes over to fill their bowls and let them eat while he puts the food away, squinting at the white cat the entire time.]
Typical. [The white cat meows again and headbutts his leg. And then does it again. And again until he picks it up, though that's probably around the time he notices someone else here and tenses visibly.]
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[B]
[Shun is, in fact, the person making regular kitten deliveries outside after he's checked them over to make completely sure they're ready to go out. He's been pretty careful about how he's doing it, but that doesn't mean he's not occasionally catchable heading upstairs with an armful of wriggling kittens.
Especially when one of them wriggles free enough to start trying to crawl into the arm of his shirt. He can't exactly get it out with his hands full, so he settles for walking faster, though the flailing back legs of a kitten coming out of his sleeve are a little bit noticeable...]
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[C]
[After a while, when things get busier and cats are needing to go out faster, Shun has to reluctantly relegate himself to checking over kittens in an isolated enclosure on the top floor...which means he's actually fully visible and in one place to be caught out. He's pretty determinedly not paying attention to anyone unless they approach him, though, at which point he'll raise his head just long enough to give them the withering glare of the century, bar the maybe three people who already knew about his job here who'll just get a normal glare.]
These ones aren't ready yet. [He bluntly points back towards the other enclosures before turning his attention to the kitten lying on its back in his lap.]