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[smilethatbites]

[It would be difficult to say where the Cat is exactly, since the scene is simply of the ceiling and him standing on it.]

You'd best get started on your way up. But don't linger. No, it would be too dangerous.

[The Cat lowers itself, settling down with its paws tucked, eyes closed. It almost seems like it's smiling, but it would be hard to tell, it being a Cat and all. Either way, it certainly looks smug as it sits there, its tail dangling in the air. Its twitching just a little at the tip.]

No matter how high you climb, they'll still be there. Waiting.

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[theothermrgray]

Oh, my. I wouldn't worry too much about it. That is a smart pig, I assume...

[Thinking of the subject for a bit. He's recalling the novel again.]

Say, was that pig always a pig?

[smilethatbites]

Are you getting philosophical on me, Dorian Gray?

[theothermrgray]

[That earns the cat a look.]

... Not quite, not this time. I remembered a passage from that book... You may have heard of it too many times to count- But in it, the pig started out as a human baby.

What do you make of that, Cat?

[smilethatbites]

I've heard that humans probably taste like pork.

[The Cat's sides shake as it laughs at its own joke.]

Shishishi. You might have to ask the Duchess herself.

[theothermrgray]

[Cannibalism jokes? Seriously? it's not really cannibalism if they're different species but still. How distasteful.]

... I shall keep that in mind, thank you.

[smilethatbites]

[The Cat has finished its milk and shifts the cup out of its way with one paw. It's back end begins to go transparent.]

Shall I tell you one more thing?

[theothermrgray]

[Finally. He was wondering when the cat would be on his way. Better to humor the cat before he vanishes.]

I don't see why not?

[smilethatbites]

I see everything.

[Then the Cat laughs and fades entirely out of sight.]

[theothermrgray]

[Dorian is left sitting at the table with a teacup in his hand and a slight feeling of dread in his heart.]

[Whatever did that mean? Was the cat...?]

[He sets his teacup down after a beat and continues to sit in his stunned silence. Perhaps he wasn't thirsty anymore.]