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( Time to break in the new home. A meeting has been called for the Internal Affairs cats to meet by the stadium's entrance, and must participate, but cats from other districts are welcome to come and watch, and even participate if they're so inclined. If you haven't seen the updated information for the Internal Affairs district, you can find it HERE. strawberrycupidFaith @dreamrain JetclawGidgetGalbluestardanceg @encre )
No one, not one single cat, would likely have expected Senescence to take perhaps one of the largest buildings in the entirety of the abandoned city Absum Lux once owned. It had been a few weeks now, and things were ready to unveil, as it were. Internal Affairs had been ordered to be ready by the stadium entrance, and word had spread of some sort of event to be hosted by the reigning Proxy, Senescence. Now, if one based their thoughts of what was to come, they could come up with all sorts of answers. Those who knew her style best, cats such as Innocentia, Funk, Desiree, and those who'd come to, or heard of her task in the most recent Proxy trial perhaps might come up with a few ideas of what she intended to do. But when the scarred feline was involved, no one could truly be sure. After all, she'd surprised everyone in her choice of district base, so who really knew?
She arrived quickly, past the doors and into the entrance. The ground was cold cement, an old gift shop to the left transformed into some sort of waiting lounge. Prey was set in the center, a few chairs dotting the room, blankets strewn about, and surprisingly, the sink was filled with plenty of drinkable water. Not exactly what one thought when they thought of Internal Affairs, everything was strangely warm and welcoming, and that was perhaps the scariest thing about it all.
Laying herself down on an old leather couch facing the entrance, she waited for the members of the district to descent from their nests, or the shops they'd made, as the rest of the cats of the League either did or didn't come to watch the show. After all, who didn't want to see what the Stadium had to offer?
Mirza glided through the shadows of the stadium like a mouse maneuvering through trash. His pawsteps proved to be softer than that of a feather drifting down to the earth from above. The white Bengal watched his proxy with a curious eye as he entered the stadium. It was all too warm for the young tom. He turned his head away and stepped back into the shadows around the edge of the building. Perhaps he could avoid everyone here...
Post by strawberrycupid on Nov 11, 2019 15:38:39 GMT -5
It was a bizarre day for a Punishment cat to show up to an Internal Affairs meeting. But Lorelei was overly curious about just where her mother had set up. Almost dropping her bird as she stared up at the huge stadium, she was in awe as she followed the Internal Affair cats into the stadium. Dropping her bird in the pile, she wove through the crowd and made her way to the couch where Senescence sat. "Wow Mom. This place looks great." The calico purred, settling down next to the couch, "Admittedly, I would of thought you'd of chosen something more... out of the way? But I love it." She could barely contain her excitement, absolutely giddy to find out just what Senescence had planned.
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There was no point in Funk E'tan not showing up. The stadium was an eye-catcher, and he wasn't overly surprised it was taken right away. Today, he would be taking more of a passive role, sending his offering with another cat as he walked around the various stalls and shops that were set up. The Nemesis would not call his relationship with his proxy good, but so long as they stayed out of each other's fur, they got along all right. And Senescence was always a riot, had some good ideas underneath that emo exterior. Everyone knew he was there, but he simply sat back and watched.
