[It's been less than a week since Ayumu was grievously injured during a yakuza raid at work. Though her wounds are physically healed, she's still hasn't fully recovered from the blood she'd lost but given her great affection for both felines and strays, she simply couldn't resist coming for a little while, at least.
Under different circumstances, Ayumu would be happily assisting the volunteers but she's still weary from her ordeal and looking a little paler than usual. Today, she can be found resting on one of the couches on the first floor with a large Maine coon sprawled across her lap and a gray longhair draped around her shoulders like a purring, furry shawl.
Her tea sits just out of reach, getting colder by the minute, but the cats are so comfortable where they are, she just can't bring herself to disturb them. So instead, she calls out to the nearest person for assistance.]
Excuse me. Could you hand me that, please?
[Of course, she could just move one of the cats off her of but what kind of inhuman beast do people think she is?]
B. Adoption
[There's never any question that Ayumu would be returning home with a new cat.
The question is how many will she be taking home with her.
There's so many charming felines to choose from. Older ones that might get passed over because of their age, young adult cats swaggering about, adorable little kittens... If Ayumu had her way, she'd take every single one of them home but between the two she already has and all of the monkeys running around Sanzang's temple already, she needs to approach this responsibly and reasonably.
So she goes up to one of the workers and says in a calm, authoritative tone:]
I'd like to adopt that box of kittens over there.
[She points to the one she has in mind, currently being used as fierce battleground between about four or five of them. It's kind of hard to make out exactly how many are in the box with the way they're wriggling about.]
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[It's been less than a week since Ayumu was grievously injured during a yakuza raid at work. Though her wounds are physically healed, she's still hasn't fully recovered from the blood she'd lost but given her great affection for both felines and strays, she simply couldn't resist coming for a little while, at least.
Under different circumstances, Ayumu would be happily assisting the volunteers but she's still weary from her ordeal and looking a little paler than usual. Today, she can be found resting on one of the couches on the first floor with a large Maine coon sprawled across her lap and a gray longhair draped around her shoulders like a purring, furry shawl.
Her tea sits just out of reach, getting colder by the minute, but the cats are so comfortable where they are, she just can't bring herself to disturb them. So instead, she calls out to the nearest person for assistance.]
Excuse me. Could you hand me that, please?
[Of course, she could just move one of the cats off her of but what kind of inhuman beast do people think she is?]
B. Adoption
[There's never any question that Ayumu would be returning home with a new cat.
The question is how many will she be taking home with her.
There's so many charming felines to choose from. Older ones that might get passed over because of their age, young adult cats swaggering about, adorable little kittens... If Ayumu had her way, she'd take every single one of them home but between the two she already has and all of the monkeys running around Sanzang's temple already, she needs to approach this responsibly and reasonably.
So she goes up to one of the workers and says in a calm, authoritative tone:]
I'd like to adopt that box of kittens over there.
[She points to the one she has in mind, currently being used as fierce battleground between about four or five of them. It's kind of hard to make out exactly how many are in the box with the way they're wriggling about.]
What do I need to fill out?