Hijacking this musebox - CLOSED to lifes_expensive

[futilecycle]

[Dr. Klim had not been long at Black Jack's clinic. He had asked if he could come by for a drink, and had passed out early and ended up spending the night. It wasn't as though he had a home to go back to, and so the Doctor's hospitality (and her considerable patience with him) was very much appreciated.

He'd overslept that morning. When he woke up, Black Jack had left on some errand. The Doctor's daughter was either out, or minding her own business. He spent the rest of that morning relearning how to cook, making a rather modest and burnt breakfast for himself, and surveying the clinic. Though it smelt like medicine and tobacco, it was a nice place. It felt cozy and open, but he couldn't help but feel that its atmosphere could be improved upon by a small and fluffy domesticated animal.

A rather suspicious-sounding mewling coming from behind the front door eventually drew Dr. Klim from his tour. Hm, that almost sounded like a...]

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[futilecycle]

[This news is absolutely devastating to Dr. Klim. He looks extremely disappointed. His only course of action now is to make big, wide puppy-eyes at the other Doctor.... though it's admittedly hard to do with one cybernetic monocle. And when almost 70.]

[lifes_expensive]

[Oh for the love of god.]

[It's not going to work.]

[...alright maybe it will, if only for the fact Sigma looks so damn pathetic.]

...the cat stays here.

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[He still looks crestfallen. He looks as if this is the worst news of his life. He'd grown so attached to her in the couple of minutes he's been holding her.]

Oh.... Well.... You'll take good care of her, won't mew?

[lifes_expensive]

[Good lord he's good at that guilt thing. And he's not even trying, which somehow makes it worse.]

I'm not taking care of her. I have other things to do.

[She shrugs dramatically.]

Oh where am I going to find someone to babysit this furball?

[Where indeed.]

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[Black Jack, how could you?! He thought better of her! How dare she abandon a lady! This poor kitten, lost in the world without anyone to turn t-

Oh. Oh!

Looking extremely excited about this, he slowly raises a gloved paw. ...Hand.]

Me-ow?

[lifes_expensive]

[She's trying really, really hard not to laugh. It might not be working.]

Yes, you. Who else? If you're that concerned about her, then you can look after her.

[And she's sure she'll regret the next part at somepoint, but she won't dwell on that at the moment.]

You might as well stay here, too.